The Belonging

Deal?

"What do you mean?" she looked up at him, her brown eyes wide her full mouth agape and bruised.

"It's merely a game, Minna. Do you want to play?"

She nodded quickly, not even sure what she was agreeing to. It was stupid, so extraordinarily stupid for her to trust a man she didn't even know. To trust a criminal and give herself to him so completely.

Stupid.

Especially knowing his interest in her died down quickly after he was satisfied the last time.

"Good. Now you-"

"What if I lose?"

Bane wanted to laugh at the panic in her voice but he kept solemn. Seeing her so innocent and trusting while she lay under him was the biggest pleasure he had experienced in a while.

"Then you will get a fitting punishment."

"Will it be too bad?"

"If you lose I'm not going to touch you for the rest of the night."

Now that he said it out loud that sounded more like a punishment for him than her but he couldn't imagine himself punishing her any other way. He wouldn't hurt her on purpose just because she lost or bring forward any of the filthy things he used women's bodies to experience before he met Minna.

He half expected her to laugh and say it suited her just fine.

The monster keeping his filthy hands to himself?

Sounds like a gift from the divine.

But she didn't say that. Or any other insult the Minna in his head voiced with so confidently.

Instead she closed her eyes, inhaling a deep breath before she whispered. "I don't want that."

"You don't want to play?"

"I do. I-" She was nearly panting now, looking for a way to tell Bane she was afraid of being depraved of his hand while he kept teasing her body and rendering her brain useless. One of his hands massaged her belly as the other played with her nipples. Paying attention to both tugging and twisting with his fingers. Occasionally he flicked his tongue against them, stealing a small taste of her skin each time. As they talked he drew circles around the light brown buds with his thumb so absentmindedly one would think he was doodling on a piece of paper during a phone conversation.

Minna looked up at his face, eyes focusing on his furrowed brows as she thought of a million ways to properly express what she was thinking. None of them made the final cut however, and Bane's hand was to blame entirely.

"I don't... want the p-punishment." she sighed deeply as if it was a huge relief to finally make a meaningful sound.

The corner of Bane's mouth twitched at that. "I'll help you win, kitten. Don't worry. We're not opponents in this game. But you must promise one thing."

"I promise!"

He threw his head back laughing, not being able to hold it in this time. She was just too good to him.

"I didn't say what it is, yet."

"Mmh... I can't think straight b-because of you."

"Because of me?" He gave one of her nipples a tug, watching it stretch under the command of his fingers before placing a little kiss on it. "What did I do?"

He felt mischievous like a little kid as he tried to hide his smile by burying his face in between her breasts.

"You're distracting me."

"Don't let me." He whispered, drowning her collar bone in kisses before he suddenly got up.

"Did I do something? I'm sorry... I-" She sat up in an instant, looking at him with eyes full of insecurity.

"No, kitten. You're being a good girl." His hand came up to the side of head to stroke her long hair, the beast inside him purring when she leaned into his touch. "We're starting our little game now."

"Oh.. Okay..."

He removed his hand from her hair to look for something on his writing table across the bed. It was the only thing he liked about his solidarity confinement. He got to have a table. Some writing utensils too.

In the rare occasion that the Warden was in a generous mood, his letters to his right hand Barsad would reach their destination. And on an even more rare occasion that he got a letter back, it would be a rather ordinary response from brother to brother until he set down to decode it with a pencil.

He reached for that pencil now, making sure to hide it in his palm as he felt Minna's eyes on his back.

"Close your eyes, kitten. I'll be right back."

He also palmed his plastic toothbrush on his way back to the bed where Minna awaited. Her eyes were shut tight, legs wide open. Patiently waiting for anything he was willing to give.

"Do you know what you promised to Minna?" She shook her head quickly. "No? You promised not to cheat. If you open your eyes the game ends, alright? And you lose. But if you play by the rules I'll help you win. In that case I have a reward planned for my little kitten." His thumb brushed against her bottom lip to show he allowed her to speak. "Deal?"

"Deal."

"Good girl." He took his place in between her legs, separating them further.

He was more than pleased to find her thighs glistening from her wetness now. His index finger travelled in between her folds, trying to decide what to start with. She still seemed so tense, he'd have to ease her into taking his cock again.

So his pinky it was then. He drew a small circle around her entrance with it, the heel of his palm brushing against her clit and stealing a hiss from her. He gathered her wetness around his finger before he slowly pushed it inside her, feeling her walls clench around it instantly.

"Can you guess what I put inside you, kitten?"