𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲

How you found yourself here, you questioned almost every day, a figure of power, who seemed to have no regard for any of the inferiors around her, Zeke the only one she beckoned forth. Yet, her words that tasted like honey when she kissed you, pulling you close in alleyways, totally whipped for you. How lucky you were, you questioned.

Yelena wanted you in her cot last night, insisting the room was to cold for her to bare, how she needed you to her warm up for the night. When that ended up with her tongue down your throat to shut up your screams, the morning wouldn't be any different, as you guessed. You woke up with her buttoned up around you like a blanket, Yelena wearing a matching one while she held you to her chest.

It was rare to find her at peace, you being coiled up and engulfed in her arms only something you had to privilege of. Her rhythmic breathing was the only indication she was still asleep, while you entangled your fingers with her and watched the rising sun through the glinted windows. Once she started stirring in her sleep, dipping her face farther into your shoulder, she held on a little tighter.

What a softie, chuckling to yourself. Yet feeling her rub her hand on your hips, slinking down to part your legs, you know she had different intentions.

"Yelena?"

"Mhm," not stopping her advancements to keep her fingers warm in your pussy.

"I didn't peg you as someone for morning sex."

She didn't react, only turning you to lay on your back, one hand gripping your chin to look at her. Her eyes were soft, a gentle look that contrasted against what she puts on as a soldier. The tiniest smile curved her lips, god did she look heavenly under the early morning sun, her eyes and hair resembling honey. 

You brought a hand to her cheek, "you gonna answer me or smile at me like you don't know what you're doing?"

A giggle left her, fingers circling your clit, she laid a kiss on your shoulder. Teasing she was, she would always wait until you're crying for her fingers inside you. It was almost embarrassing how easy you were, already moving her hand down to rut yourself into her fingers.

"Please—", watching her eyes fall on your lips, "make me yours Yelena."

No time was wasted when she shoved one finger, enough friction to make you squirm in place. You knew she relished seeing you pathetically hump into the heel of her palm to make her go faster. Her other hand wrapped around your neck, pressing her thumb deeper down your throat.

It wasn't enough,

Her fingers curled farther in, moving like waves. All the while she started cupping your breasts, the way she looked at you made you clasp your knees together, the buzzing of pleasure surging through your heat all too much.

She slapped your thighs, pushing them apart, "don't act shy now."

All you could do was cry out and try to take it as her fingers stuffed your plump cunt. Your vision blurred from the tears clouding from all the pleasure you had to take in all at once, Yelena relentless with her pace, as always.

"What a goddess you are, all the beautiful noises you make from me fucking you like this."

Words caught in your throat, biting down your lips to contain your moans to not wake up the soldiers on the same floor, but god did Yelena want you to scream out her name to let everyone know you were hers.

"Yer so good, so fucking good," gasping out, Yelena then grabbing your hair, forcing you to watch her fingers slide in and out do you.

You two remained in the same position for all of the morning you felt like, still seeing cracks of sunlight fall down on both you and Yelena, like you were dripping with honey. She hadn't grown any less relentless with her work on you, taking her own pleasure by seeing you squirm with just by her fingers.

"C'mon now, use your words," sending a slap to your cunt. Pain and pleasure was beginning to overstimulate you, already cumming around her fingers twice, if you could count still. Tears were pooling down your eyes, which Yelena loved more than anything.

"I-I can't—," stopping from her fingers shooting up farther than before.

"Can't what? If you're not gonna say anything I might as well leave your slutty pussy all—"

"No please!," fucking yourself into her fingers with the last bit of strength you could muster up,"lemme cum, please, I'll do anything, please anything—"

With more vigor, Yelena flicked her fingers as far as she could, her whole body caging you as she watches you become a blabbering mess under her. Your whole body couldn't take it anymore, having your own cum stuffed right back into.

Oh but Yelena, could never get tired of the sight before her. Seeing your glossy eyes stay on hers while you're fucked stupid by her, body limp and legs spread, seeing how much slick dripping down your pussy. With the last bit of energy you had, gripping her by the back of her hair and slipping your tongue in her mouth, gladly consuming you whole while you finally squelch around her.

You moaned into her mouth, whimpering once she left your lips, gazing at her fingers, see it all coated with your cum. Shoving her digits down your mouth, forcing you to taste yourself, eyes rolled back.

Yes, you were officially, fucked dumb by your lover.

All sense of Yelena's dominance in bed left when she raked her fingers through the strands of her she grabbed earlier. She wiped her hands with a towel used from last night, cleaning you up. That same look she gave you earlier in the morning back again when she gave you one last kiss on your cheek, nuzzling her nose into your neck, waiting until you fell asleep for her to relax.