❥・𝕷𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖑𝖆𝖈𝖊𝖉・❥

・❥ Yoga stretches (🔞)

(Kinks; idk how to tag this SHIT, orgasm denial)

I tip toe into the gothic styled living room, most of the furniture was black with some things being a dark red.

Salvatore was out, doing business I assume and Meredith didn't come in today.

So I had the house to myself.

I lay my yoga mat down before putting on some music, I was feeling like listening to love songs, odd I know..

I started doing basic warm up stretches, jamming out to a song about cheating and lying, like I know anything about that...

I started singing along, now I wouldn't do this regularly but I was under the assumption I was alone in the house, key word assumption.

I feel a tap on my shoulder causing me to fall flat on my stomach.

I take out my earphones, "s-salvatore?!" He smiles at me, his teeth almost blinding me, "Hey."

"When did you get here?!"

"Oh I just came in. But don't mind me, continue." After he said that he stands up, almost commanding me to continue.

I gulp and put one earphone in, I start to do my routine like he wasn't in the same room as me.

I could feel his dagger-like eyes watching my every move, He stayed in the kitchen area, peeking over the counter top to stare at my figure.

That was until I got into the 'bridge pose'.

I found the position relaxing on my spine but I knew it looked a bit sensual. If I was alone at the house I wouldn't blink an eye when doing this pose, but I was not.

I see him walk up to my mat, out of instinct I felt the need to get out of the position but he kneels down and pushes my stomach back down.

"Are you flexible?"

"Aha.. no not really... I mostly do this for... relaxation purposes..." I smile at him, his hand flat on my stomach.

He smirks back and lifts up my shirt, "You have a cute stomach." He rubs his thumb across my belly button, his rings almost piercing my skin at the coldness of them.

I giggle lowly, I wasn't sure why I didn't try and break out of the position, "t-thanks."

Suddenly a very vulgar song starts to play, talk about setting the mood..

I clear my throat, "a-anyways... I should be getting back to it-"

I sit up, meeting his gaze, I gulp.

My thoughts start to get dark, he leans in close to my ear, "just say the word, and I'll fuck you right here."

I lean in, nodding, he took this opportunity to lay me back down.

Right before my eyes he takes off my pants, "Take off your shirt." He demands and I follow.

"Wow...pretty girl." He smiles and cups my right breast, I shutter at the cold metal touching my bare skin.

"Do you not like this?" He asks, pinching my nipples lightly, "I-I like it..! It's just... your rings are so cold..." He chuckles, "That's the point, pretty baby."

The way he was talking was too sinful for my ears, every word he spoke was sending me deeper into his spell.

I throw my head back as he takes my nipple in his mouth, he breaks away to slowly take off his rings, staring at me full of lust.

"Why are you taking off your rings?" I practically breathe out.

"It's not sanitary for me to finger you with my rings still on." I blush and nod, "r-right.."