6 years, 4 months and forever

6. Soulmate

"No Charles we aren't doing this, not again", he looked at you with those green eyes, oh how those green eyes made the world stop turning. "There's a party in the hotel bar so I'm going there for a drink your more than welcome to do as you please", you said from the bathroom changing into a much shorter black dress and placing your red bottom heels back on as you made you way back out of the room. It was definitely an attempt to avoid talking about your feelings with either Charles or lando but it was working. Once you found the bar you noticed there was a perfectly good distraction at the end, he was tall, dark handsome and English, a good enough replacement for the time being, twenty minute later you were stood behind his legs as he sat on the bar still with a hand on your hip as he spoke with his work friend, that was when he text you...

The red I love❤️
Do u need my jacket angel?
What for char?
To cover up
Cover up? I'm not showing
I'm not showing that
Much skin.
But that arsewhole your sat
with seems to think so mon
amour
Your impossible 🙄
The way he's looking at like
He's gonna see underneath
That dress is irritating angel
Are you jealous?

just get his hand off you before

I cause a scene mads
I'm pretty happy with
Where his hands are char x
Don't do this just get his hand
Off you and come over here so
He knows your mine
Yes sir ❤️
Fucking hell mon amour
We're going upstairs NOW
I'll meet you at the stairs x

You caved, your inability to resist Charles, his jealous and overprotective nature mixed with all the alcohol you've drank made it even more impossible to stop ripping each others clothes off. Before you knew it you were at the stairs lost in Charles' mouth, your hands in his hair as he guided you through the hotel lobby and back up to his room. Charles walks through the door and suddenly your face is pressed against it. "am I not enough for you? Is that it?" He asks, growling into your ear. "no char you know that" you whine in response. Charles wraps one of his hands around your, making a  ponytail. He pulls you head back by your hair, exposing your neck. He starts with soft sucking and kisses on your neck before biting you, definitely leaving a long lasting mark. You sequel out, not anticipating the roughness. He releases his hand from your hair placing them on your hips. He spins you so you are now face to face with him. He kisses you harshly, his face pining yours to the door. He runs his hands up your thighs to the end of your dress, sliding under the fabric, "off. Now." Charles demands. You nod your head and comply, throwing the fabric over your head and throwing it somewhere on the floor. He looks you up and down taking in the matching set of red lingerie underneath. "wear this for him too?" He asks, all you could do was shake your head. Charles uses one hands to squeeze your chin opening your mouth. You stick out your tongue. He collects spit in his mouth before spitting it onto your tongue. "you looked thirsty mon amour" he says, laughing. Your legs felt weak. Just in time, charles throws you over his shoulder and carries you through into the bedroom, throwing you onto the bed

"I'm going to remind you that I'm the only man that can handle you, sound good angel" he asks. You nod in return. Charles starts pulling at your thong. You lift up your hips, allowing him to pull them off. He continued his attack on your thighs, nipping and sucking at your skin. You let out littler whimpers and whines, "char please" you whine. "Patience mon cheeri" he replies. It didn't take long for him to get where you wanted him to be. He licks one long stripe up your slit, stopping to lick multiple small licks on your clit. You arch your back at the feeling. "please char" you cry out, "so responsive" he replies, moaning into you. He continues his pattern of multiple small licks on your clit before he moves down, dipping down into your hole. "please, oh my god, please I'm so close char" you cry out . "not my name angel he replies. "Please sir, I'm so close! Please can I cum" you cry out, tears threatening to spill out of your eyes. Your hand that were running through Charles' hair migrated to his neck leaving a trail of scratches in their path.

"go ahead mon amour cum on my tongue" Charles says, giving you the permission you begged for. You cum hard in his mouth, his tongue working you through your high. When you finally catch your breath, you feel him pressing kisses along your neck he moves in between your legs, slowly rubbing himself against your slit before pushing into you. You moan as he bottoms out inside you, "fuck char you feel so good" you whine. He slowly starts moving in and out of you at an antagonizing pace. You wrap your arms around him, trying yo pull him into you. It works, Charles starts trusting in and out of you harder and faster, leaving you to moan out any words you could come up with, "char, please, oh my god, so good" you moan out. You pull mason closer into you, digging your nails deep into his back and biting hid neck. Whilst you weren't paying attention, charles moved hand between your bodies, slowly starting to rub your clit. You garb him tighter. "Char- oh my god I'm so close" you gasp out, "I know angel me too" he returns "who make you feel this good" he asks. "you lord perceval only you" you scream, Charles smirks at that, knowing he got you exactly where he wanted you. "go ahead and cum, mon amour" he moans. Charles waits a moment before pulling out of you. Once he slowly does, he rolls next to you, pulling you into his arms. sex was always excited and rough with Charles, he knew your body like no one else and you knew his equally well, it was eutrophic a high no one else could give you but also a comfort knowing he's the still the one to make u feel like that, between the sweat and the mess and emotions you always knew deep down he was your soulmate and tonight proved he knew it to.

You could see the mess of purple marks and scratches you had left all over him yet he remained completely unbothered almost as if it was his collection of battle scars to probe you would always belong to him forever and always but you were completely unaware of the state of your own body caused by Charles. Once he was done he made no stat out to get out of bed instead he pulled your naked bodies back together turned off of the lamp by the bedside and as you rested your head in his chest and your leg over his, he ran his hands through your hair leaving them to rest on the tattoo behind your ear, another permanent reminder you were always his, he kissed the top of your head and whispered "oh, Madelinè Amelie Maria Bianchi I fall more and more in love with you everyday, please don't leave me for him please I can't breathe without you" you kissed his chest a pain filling yours as someone's heart was bound to get broken and if history repeats it will more than likely be your own...