!¡I was planning this one for a while, enjoy <3¡!
!¡Also, if any of y'all had suggestions you wanted me to know, I have a discord. vileofdead1 ¡!
it was another argument. It seem like it's be getting so constant. But this one was heated. You don't even know how you got in this position, all you know is that you were pinned against a wall with John's face hidden against your neck making marks by kissing and sucking onto your skin.
"It seems to me that we both have a little attitude, love. So how about we go to the bedroom and solve the problem?" John said between kisses.
"You're such a fucking dick." You'd push him off of you before grabbing his wrist and pulling him into the bedroom.
John chuckled, your grip tightening on his wrist as you pulled him towards the bedroom. "Oh, love, you have no idea how much of a dick I can be," he replied with a smirk, his eyes gleaming with a mix of dominance and desire. As you entered the bedroom, you let go of his wrist and swiftly closed the door behind you, his gaze locked onto yours.
Pushing you against the door, John's hands roamed over your body, exploring every curve and contour. "You're feisty, aren't you?" he growled, his voice low and husky. "But don't worry, I know just the way to handle that."
With a swift motion, he grabbed your wrists and pinned them above your head, holding them firmly against the door. His body pressed against yours, the heat radiating between you. "You want to challenge me, love? Well, let's see if you can handle what I've got in store for you."
His lips crashed onto yours, a mixture of lust and aggression fueling the kiss. His free hand trailed down your body, teasingly grazing over your sensitive skin. He broke the kiss, his voice dripping with dominance. "You think you can take me, darling? Prove it."
John's fingers worked skillfully, undoing the buttons of your shirt one by one. His gaze never left yours, his eyes burning with intensity. As your shirt fell to the floor, he leaned in, his lips brushing against your ear. "You're mine, love. And I'm going to make sure you never forget it."
His hands roamed lower, unfastening your pants and sliding them down your legs, leaving you exposed before him. His touch was firm yet gentle, his fingers dancing over your skin, leaving a trail of anticipation in their wake. "You have no idea how fucking beautiful you look like this," he murmured, a hint of admiration in his voice.
Without warning, he lifted you effortlessly, carrying you to the bed and laying you down, his eyes never leaving yours. "Now, let's see just how much of a challenge you can be, my love." he said, a dark smile playing on his lips.
"Try me." You'd smirk at him as you laid against the bed. You two usually fucked after arguments, so this was a regular thing.
John's smirk widened at your bratty response, finding your defiance both alluring and enticing. He loved the way you challenged him, even after their arguments. It was a testament to your fiery spirit, and he was more than ready to tame it.
"Challenge accepted, love," he replied, his voice laced with a mix of amusement and determination. He slowly crawled onto the bed, his eyes fixated on your form. He relished in the power dynamic between you, enjoying the way you pushed back against him.
With a swift motion, he grabbed your ankles and pulled you towards him, spreading your legs wide. The sight of your exposed and vulnerable body ignited a primal hunger within him. He leaned down, his lips hovering just above your inner thigh, his breath teasingly caressing your skin.
"Let's see how well you can handle this, slut." he teased, his voice dripping with a smug confidence. His tongue darted out, tracing circles on your inner thigh, his touch sending shivers down your spine. He savored the way you squirmed beneath him, reveling in the control he had over your pleasure.
As he moved closer, his mouth found its way to your core, his tongue expertly exploring every inch of your slick folds. His movements were deliberate, alternating between gentle licks and firm, teasing flicks. He knew just how to push your buttons, alternating between moments of agonizingly slow pleasure and intense bursts of sensation.
He could feel your body responding, your moans growing louder, and your hips bucking against his mouth. He relished in the power he held over you, his tongue delving deeper, his mouth claiming you as his own. He wanted to make you completely lose control, to have you begging for release.
But just as you were on the edge, he pulled away, leaving you breathless and wanting more. His eyes locked with yours, a wicked grin on his face. "Not so confident now, are you?" he taunted, his voice filled with a mix of satisfaction and desire. "Looks like I've still got you right where I want you."
He slowly crawled up your body, his lips ghosting over your skin, leaving a trail of kisses along the way. He hovered above you, his eyes locking with yours. "But don't worry, love. I'm far from finished with you," he whispered, his voice filled with promise.
With a surge of energy, he flipped you onto your hands and knees, taking control of your body once again. His hands gripped your hips, his touch possessive and commanding. "Now, let's see how you handle being properly fucked," he growled, his voice sending a shiver down your spine.
You'd whine and lay your head against the mattress, folding your arms back so you were held up by your legs.
John's eyes darkened with a mixture of desire and amusement as he watched you comply, your whine and submissive position only fueling his dominant instincts. He loved the way you surrendered to him, even in your bratty state.
"Good girl," he praised, his voice laced with a hint of mockery. He moved closer, his hands firmly gripping your hips, holding you in place. His cock throbbed with anticipation, eager to claim you.
With a swift motion, he positioned himself behind you, his tip teasingly brushing against your wet entrance. He relished in the way you squirmed, desperate for him to fill you completely. But he wasn't going to give in so easily.
"You want it, don't you?" he taunted, his voice filled with a mixture of dominance and teasing. "You want me to fuck you until you're begging for mercy."
He pressed himself forward, his cock sliding slowly into your tight heat. The feeling of him stretching you sent waves of pleasure coursing through your body. He took his time, savoring every inch, every gasp, every moan that escaped your lips. He wanted to make sure you felt every second of his control and dominance.
As he began to move, his pace gradually increased, each thrust driving him deeper into you. He reveled in the way your body responded to his every movement, the way you clenched around him, urging him to go faster and harder.
With every thrust, he claimed you as his own, leaving no doubt in your mind who was in control. He relished in the sound of your moans, the way your body trembled beneath him. His grip on your hips tightened, his thrusts becoming more forceful, more possessive.
He leaned over, his hand gripping your hair, pulling your head back slightly. His lips brushed against your ear, his voice low and filled with dominance. "You're mine, love." he whispered, his words sending shivers down your spine.
His pace quickened, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room. He could feel himself nearing the edge, his control slipping as the pleasure consumed him. But he wanted to see you fall apart first, to witness your surrender.
He reached around, his hand finding your clit, his fingers expertly teasing and pleasuring you. The combined sensations pushed you closer to the edge, your moans growing louder, your body trembling with need.
And then, with one final thrust, he sent you spiraling over the edge, your body convulsing in ecstasy. He followed closely behind, his release filling you, marking you as his own.
As the intensity subsided, he slowly pulled out, his fingers gently caressing your sensitive skin. He watched as his cum trickled out of you, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips.
"Good girl," he praised, his voice filled with a mix of satisfaction and dominance. "You did amazing."
!¡I would write aftercare but I suck at that 🧍♂️¡!
