Descried Desire • Kenma K.

Chapter 42

Warning: NSFW

Third Person POV

"You love making me mad, don't you?"

He said as he went closer to you, every move he made closer to you, made you move backward.

He moved closer again as there was no more space in the bed, it made you lay down, you were now under him, you were a sight to see, your thighs closed, the back of your hands covering your mouth as you were looking up at him with your glossy eyes.

"Why do you look so scared, hm?" He said as he caressed your cheeks, he placed the strands of your hair that were covering your face behind your ear.

You were quiet the whole time, fearing the man on top of you, your quivering lips refusing to move.

Oh how you look so submissive for him.

"What happened to your little stunt a while ago?" He said as his hands started to roam around your body.

"It made me realize that you still haven't learned your lesson yet." He said with his deep voice, just by the tone of his voice made you even wetter, you rubbed your thighs together for friction, but he was not having it.

His hand went to your breast, he started squeezing them, you moaned from the feeling as he started to rub your hardened buds, he sucked them while he was rubbing the other, you bit your lip as you try not to make any sound.

He then went out of the bed, you stared at him in confusion, but then you noticed that he was getting some stuff from the bag.

You almost forgot the things that you bought a while ago.

He came back with a choker, blindfold, and a cuff, you gulped as your eyes were glued on them. It indicated that he's going rough on you, with no mercy.

"Sit up." He sternly said, of course, you immediately followed his order, he smirked at how obedient you were, he knew that you were now scared, but not in that way of course.

He put the blindfold on you first, which made you even more anxious since you knew you couldn't see anything and Kenma was in control. Then you felt him grasp both of your wrists forcefully, and you felt the cold material on your skin as you heard the cuffs click. Finally, he grabbed your chin, noticed your trembling lips, and couldn't help but smirk, knowing he got you and then putting the choker on you.

"Fucking pretty." He said as he admired you, how beautiful you were, especially wearing these kinds of stuff.

You then felt a pair of hands carry you out of the bed, you just can't help but wonder where you were going, you just know Kenma is carrying you somewhere.

And then, he puts you down, you felt that you were now sitting on his lap and he was behind you.

"Ready to see what I got for you?" He whispered in your ear, it made you ticklish on that spot, knowing that it was sensitive.

You felt him remove your blindfold, your sight was blurry for a bit, after some seconds, you saw what was in front of you, you widen your eyes as your face heated up.

You saw yourself, you were in front of the mirror.

"K-kenma...!" You cried hysterically as you saw him behind you in the reflection, his eyes darkened, cat-like eyes hunting his prey, a diabolical grin, and his head tilted.

He has the face of a masochist devil.

"Do you see yourself?" He said in a provoking tone. "Do you see yourself looking so pathetic, exposed, and vulnerable just for me, only for me to see?"