The Don And His Flower

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"I touched my wife a month ago."

Valis sat across from his father. Untouched and unscathed as he remained tied up with thick layered tape around his mouth. "It was the night I murdered the last three men, drowning them in those putrid waters just behind us. They told me what you've done to her, as far as what they walked in on. I went upstairs, and I gave her another memory to cry about."

"Valis." Imani whimpered, feeling her chest tighten. Her hand turned into fists against his chest. The simple touch on her face made her gasp slightly, needing as much air as she needed space. "Don't pin me. Please, the lights."

Valis picked her up, arms clinging to him as he carried her to the bedroom that's been nothing but a comfort for Imani.

He closed the door behind him, letting her tear hit his chin. "Tell me, Imani. Before I go further, tell me."

She rasped her breaths, body shuddering as he swiftly hiked his shirt from her body, exposing his boxers she wore on her body. The cotton material was pulled down, legs touching the floor before she was picked back up.

"I-I'm scared..Valis."

"I wanted to hurt her. I wanted every ounce of pain that she encountered that night with me to be embedded in her head. That she'd know I was the one who caused her so much pain. But even I don't always get what I want." He sighed, hands on his thighs as he looked up. The rusted ceiling fan above them blew such slight air, he could barely touch it, but it was there.

"Tell me, Imani Kholodov. Tell me." He pointed his shaft at her entrance, ungloved and hard. Hitched sobs at the blocking of her pursed lips. She gasped, squeezing his hoodie as he slid into her. "Don't call me a bitch..please. And no..no anal. Ever."

"Tell me more, Imani."

Her sobs were quiet, faint as he slowly walked back. "Don't slap me.. don't call me a slut. Don't..don't spit on me-"

Her back was against the bedroom door as he thrust his hips. "Open your eyes. Now. Who am I, Imani? Who's inside of you right now?"

She moved her head to the side, looking at the beauty of terror that this man before her held on his face. She whimpered, body hot as the first small moan came from her lips.

"Valis."

"I thought I knew what would help her. Even now, watching my son grow in her stomach, watching the woman be brave enough, to surround herself with men like me. Men who aren't worthy of such a Queen like Imani. But now that I sit here, I realize it's her only card. I initiated it, I did. But my wife," he sighed.

Looking across from him, his older reflection. Tied up and sweaty as he listened to such confession. "She's at her end. Giving herself the false belief that bearing my children will make me give this up."

Valis went harder, stopping suddenly as he looked at the nectar that coated half of his untouched shaft.

Barely enough was inside of her, but she was more than likely full of him. Her body went rigid, following his gaze as she pulled up the shirt she wore a bit more. He pulled out slowly, watching the rest come dripping out fast before stopping.

He gave her a second to gather herself, carrying her body to lay on the bed. "I'm..Valis-"

Valis slid into her, her left leg pinned to the sheets as he put the right one over his shoulder. "Keep your eyes open Imani. You watch me."

He whispered, kissing her lips as he ground against her. Her moans came out more, eyes dazed as she nodded. Left hand on his shoulder as she grasped her breast.

Slow.

Take your time, be slow with her. She's enjoying it slow.

Such pleasure he was giving to her.

Her Valis was making her feel so good.

So damn good.

Imani gasped, whimpering to the walls as she said his name again. He said nothing this time, just small grunts as he held himself back, letting this very late night be about her pleasure. Her small sense of comfort.

He watched her hand leave her breast. Small moans mixed with satisfied cries and whimpers of his name. He said nothing, watching her eyes close with her bottom lip captured by her teeth. Right hand going down from her breast to her stomach, all the way down further until she reached her nub.

"I made the promise, sorry no. I made the oath, that you would pay. That every living being who harmed her, who took our child from us. The ones who tried to live lavish while I covered our child with dirt." He grunted, sitting forward with his elbows to his knee, hands through hair. "I swore it, that they would drown..that you, dearest father. You would burn."

"That's it baby, keep going. Show me how good you feel." Imani kept her eyes squeezed, the sensation just overwhelming her as she put her middle and ring finger to work. Hard circular motions as she tried to match the rhythm of his thrusts.

"Harder."

He complied to her needs, her right foot just dangling in the air as Valis went harder. The bed rocked and rocked, small clap sounds muffled from the man's groans. "Oh..Valis."

She called out his name once again, the rhythm past perfect as he found home between her legs. She tensed up, wet fingers frozen as she received the hard thrusts.

The gasp was faint, clear enough to grab his attention as he kept thrusting. He watched her eyes open, watery as she kept her face to the side. "That's it baby, remember who you're with." He never stopped, kept letting her receive the delicious thrusts as the tears fell.

The whimper came out, eyes fluttering with a shuddered breath. She sighed in content, recognizing his body, recognizing him. Recognizing his voice as she continued to rub, harder with slight speed.

Valis.

Valis.

Valis.

It sounded like a harmony. The velvet, the whimpering noises that came from her mouth. He watched the nectar gain some faint white to it on his shaft. The sight of her arousal urging him to go harder, thumb replacing her fingers as she panted.

"And finally, after so many dreadful days. So many weeks. So many months...all that's left is you..father."

Valis.

Valis.

Her legs were dangling over his arms, waist gripped as he went harder. His body was rough against hers as she yelped from a few thrusts. Imani kept her eyes hidden, closed from the man as her hands laid on the side of her face on the soft comforter.

She gave him all of her vulnerability, taking all the roughness he had to deliver to her.

Valis.

She cried softly again, breasts hidden by the shirt but bouncing from such constant impact. Valis kept thrusting, keeping the pace the same as he watched her back arch. Legs shaking slightly as she gripped his forearms.

"Ugh. Ugh- Valis. Ugh."

She whispered it over and over, body grinding as her orgasm came washing through her soul.