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Blade Chapter

You had not seen Blade in a few years, not since your failed relationship with him had ended on a bitter note. As a member of the Stellaron Hunters, he had left his body behind in order to possess a powerful self-healing ability, pledging his loyalty to Destiny's Slave. However, despite his dangerous skills and loyalty to a powerful being, he remained cocky and arrogant, a trait that had led to the end of your previous relationship. Finally, one day, you heard that he had found you again, and that he was determined to have his way with you.
You were not prepared for the cocky and arrogant attitude that you remembered so well from Blade. He had not changed one bit, despite the years that had passed and the power he had gained. He was determined to get what he wanted from you, and you knew that resistance would be futile. You could almost feel the flames of lust and desire licking your skin as he approached you, his confidence and arrogance still intact.
As Blade came closer to you, he spoke softly, with a hint of longing in his voice. "We need to talk. We have to." You knew instantly that there was no escape, as his eyes bore into yours. He still loved you despite everything that had happened between you two, and he had always dreamt about winning you back, owning you, body and soul. You could see the passion in his eyes, and your resolve began to falter. Maybe this was your chance to make things right again.
You couldn't help but feel surprised as you asked, "Blade, how did you even get here?" He had come into your room at the Astral Express, which was hard to access, especially given his reputation.
"Does it matter?" Blade asked, stepping closer to you until he was right up against your body. You could feel his breath on your cheek, your senses flooding with his masculine scent. You had missed him, despite everything that had happened between you two. It felt wrong to have missed him, but your heart couldn't help but pound in your chest. There was something about Blade that always managed to get a reaction from you, and now it was like you were being drawn towards him against your own will. "Damn, Blade, why are you back now?!" Looking at him now, you felt conflicted. The pain of his betrayal still lingered, but the lure was undeniable as if you were being drawn in by his eyes. You loved the way his eyes looked, concealed behind his hair. The rare opportunities when you got to look at them would send your heart racing. Today was one of those days, and as you stood so close to him, you felt a flood of emotions. A wave of lust and desire rushed through you as you looked him in the eyes, trying to think straight without punching or kissing him.
"You already know why," Blade said, staring at your lips and body as his eyes left yours. The tension was building between you two, as you both knew that he had returned for you, and you knew what his intentions were. His look was filled with lust, his eyes following your curves and the movement of your lips. You felt the heat rising in your body, your mind filled with a rush of butterflies. "Blade...," you sighed, as you tried desperately to keep your focus. But how could you, when his hands were clinging to your hips and waist, pulling you towards him. He was probably trying to prove just how much he wanted you back. It was hard for you to resist, as you felt the heat of his touch on your skin, his desire for you building with each heartbeat. Your resolve was weakening as his hands began to wander, his eyes fixed on your lips.
"Don't..." you manage to whisper. Blade stared at you, knowing very well that you did not mean what you said. His lips were starving for yours, a feeling that you shared. You were struggling to keep control of your desires, as you felt his hands slipping under your shirt, roaming over your skin in a tender caress. Your body was on fire, every nerve on edge as the passion built between you two.
Blade's hands continued to wander on your body, nibbling at your ear and whispering to you, causing butterflies to fill your stomach. You could feel his lust rising within him, and as he confessed how much he wanted you, you felt your resolve begin to crumble. "I want you," he whispered. "Please. I won't ask twice, my love." His words filled you with a rush of excitement and fear, as the heat of desire began to consume you both. As he spoke, he licked his lips, his voice filling you with a rush of excitement. "I want to make you see stars," he whispered. "Your body against mine is all I wish for. All it kept me sane all this time. I miss the way you say my name. The way you bend, the way you break..." His lips were now against your neck, and as they caressed your skin, he continued to talk. "Your makeup running down your face... the way you touch, the way you taste... I miss them all." Something in his voice made you shiver once again.
You were both feeling the tension as you wrapped your hands around his shoulders and ran your fingers through his hair. You let a soft "fuck you. I missed you," slip from your lips before pulling him into a passionate kiss. The heat of your bodies melded together as your tongues danced, both of you desperate to feel the other's touch. The past melted away as the moment claimed your senses, as if you had both been waiting for this moment since forever. Nothing else mattered now except for you, lost in each other as the hunger took control. His lips devoured yours, and his kiss left you breathless. The heat of his body against yours sent shivers through your soul as the tension between you two broke. You both needed this, and you couldn't help but surrender to the moment. Your mind was blank, your body filled with a sense of hunger and longing for his touch. You let go of all your fears and allowed him to take you as if the past no longer mattered. There was only this moment, and nothing else.
He broke the kiss, his hands still clinging to your body as he picked you up and placed you down on the mattress of your bed. You were still feeling breathless from his kiss, and your mind was filled with a sense of anticipation as to what he would do next. He stood before you for a moment, your eyes locked together as the tension built once more. Then, with a soft gesture, he gently pushed you down onto the mattress, his body close to yours as he looked you in the eyes. He started kissing his way down your body, going lower and lower. As he slowly removed his shirt, you noticed that he had acquired new scars. For a moment, you considered taking pity on him before he bit your inner thigh, making you gasp. The mark left behind was quickly licked by his tongue, and he smirked proudly at you. You felt yourself beginning to succumb to the pleasure he was lavishing on you, and you could feel your inhibitions slipping away. You let the heat of the moment consume you, as he continued to devour you.
His breath was heavy, and you could see the lust in his eyes as he spoke. "You know I love you, right? You are the only one I've loved and will ever love. I don't do this usually, but I can't let go of you. You are the only one for me. It's always been you." You were unsure of what to make of his words, and you felt confused and vulnerable but you answered "Yes, I know". A smile spreads across his lips, and his eyes glisten with passion as he stares at you. "Good," he says, "because I'm about to f*ck you like I don't." He starts to slowly undress, his body glistening in the dim light. Your legs shiver with anticipation, as if your body is already preparing for what is to come. Your mind is a haze, your heart beating wildly in your chest. You could feel your inhibitions slipping away as you let yourself be swept away by the tide of lust and desire.

After a while ;)

The smile faded from his face, and he muttered something quietly under his breath as he was buried deep inside. You couldn't quite hear what he said, but a faint chuckle left your lips. "I'm not the one for you," he said finally, looking at you. "Probably. But you can't get rid of me, no matter what you do. I will always find you and claim you mine." You smiled back at him. "I know," you whined as he moved again. "But I don't care." The sight of his eyes shining with lust and the feeling of his hands turning you over on the desk made your body weak and trembling. "Very well," you heard him say. "Hands on the desk, you're about to see God." You felt your heart skip a beat as he spoke, a wave of adrenaline washing over you.