random oneshots

based off a dream

his large, muscular form moved to stand in the doorway, his motions smooth as a cat. he stopped and admired you, sitting on the bed, watching the way your chest rose and fell with your quickening breath and the way your short hair brushed your neck. you looked exquisite, delicious even.

it was near dark but what little light reflected through the window sheathed them in a sultry blue glow. the low light made it hard to see his expression but it was plain to see his posture radiating restraint and dominance. the way he held himself seemed to make the tattoos painting his torso darker, or maybe that was the light too.

you traced them with your eyes.
from his shoulders, across his broad chest and over his soft abs, the stained skin dissapeared beneath his waistband... you wanted nothing more than to see if they continued down to his more desired parts.

with nothing but a plain white bra on, you were already stupidly attractive, but your low lidded expression and obvious arousal made you all the more desirable. you began to play with the left strap of your top, perched prettily on your knees on the white dressed bed.

you took your time admiring him as he stepped closer, even though you've been ogling him since he stepped in the door. his stride was purposeful as he moved towards you, his footsteps in time with your unsteady heartbeat. once you were able to, you snaked your fingers beneath the elastic of his waistband and tugged him closer making eye contact all the while.

his eyelids lowered, deepening his already dark eyes to black, and he grinned.
you ripped his pants down.

before you could get a look at all of him he pushed you back, body thumped against the covers, and settled himself on the bed.

he moved forward, sitting below you and hitching your thighs over his hips, laying his semi hard cock on your stomach with a dull slap.
it nearly reached your ribs.

"holy fucking hell." the exclamation escaped from your sex boggled mind before you could stop it, he didn't mind it.

you caught your lip between your teeth but a low moan came out anyway, just thinking of what that thing would do to you made your heart beat so much faster.

whether it was fear or excitement you couldn't tell.. probably both.
just the sheer weight of it pressing against your stomach made goosebumps dance up your arms.

he grinned wider at your reaction, flashing a glimpse of fangs. It just made you wetter.

with your lip still between your teeth and your eyes on his dark ones you pressed down, wet cunt pushed against his sack, the divine pressure causing his grin to falter a bit as he inhaled sharply through his teeth.

lightly, he fell forward from his upward position and bent over you, arms on either side of your head and hips pulled back so you couldn't push against him anymore. this time it was your smile that faltered.

"fuck- don't do that, love" he growled.

"mhm, what're you gonna do about it?"

he squinted at you, a faint, barely noticeable smirk appearing on his lips.
leaning forward to hover centimeters from your neck, breath dancing against your ear.

"whatever you want, sweetheart." he purred.

he moved back again watching for your answer, a glint of his wicked thoughts sparkling in his eye.
you settled your hands around his neck as your love drunk brain processed, then released a flood of endorphins at his words.

your grin flashed to life again as you raised your hips, pressing your clit against the shaft of his cock and groaning. you threw your head back, expecting indulgence, but he dropped his face, shivering, and shifted away again, placing his hands on her thighs and tracing circles with his thumbs.