Darkest Desires

Katoptronophilia (Trial #11)

Back when Steven was really going through it, he used to hate looking in the mirror to the point of covering them up or shattering them. He was going through an awkward stage of life, on the cusp of adulthood through puberty, and struggling with how he felt about himself.

But there was something incredible, nay, 𝖊𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖆𝖑 about fucking his fiancee in front of a mirror, a now indefinitely permanent addition to their bedroom.

The little faces he never knew she made when he was plowing into her from behind made his balls and grip tighten. "You're so beautiful," He grunted out as he picked up speed just to watch her face go from taught to a mix of embarrassment and elation.

She whined and her head dropped onto the end of the bed as she milked him for all he was worth. "So good, your cock feels so fucking good!"

He hummed disinterestedly and leaned down to hook his hand around her neck. She tensed and moaned his name repeatedly, begging him to squeeze tighter. "You'll get what you want," He promised and pulled her up so she was forced to look into her own eyes as his second hand joined his first and squeezed. "Oh my..." He sucked in a shaky breath. "That's a face I've never seen before."

Half lidded eyes as dark as sin and nearly crossed, her cheeks red as the blood rushed to her face, eyebrows knit together and her tongue lolling out of her mouth. What a sight, his beautiful woman so blissed out she was drooling over herself.

His hand slid up to push his fingers into her mouth. That animal was dipping its toes into their coitus again, urging him to make sure she was left sore and raw. With the way she was running her tongue over them and letting out soft, drawn out mewls he was definitely going to lose control. His fingers slid out of her mouth and painted her drool down her back to the small, that little area he fucking adored. "Ohhhh sh𝑖𝑡. You've gotta quit that sweetheart or you're going to max me out." He was trying to slow himself down desperately, but with her meeting him halfway, the sound of their skin slapping together and the increase in volume, his body wouldn't let him.

"F-fuck! Harder! Please–,"

"Don't you fucking dare." He moaned and dug his nails into her hip. "Don't you dare."

Connie could barely muster a smile that looked sane, and clearly she wasn't when he cried out as loudly as she could, "Fuck me harder, my Diamond!"

He cursed and filled her in between thrusts but now his skin reflected the hold she had on him during these times. There was no need to stop after he came, his already highly trained stamina increased with his light. "Ask and you shall receive."

There was always a split moment when his Diamond half took complete control that he worried he'd kill the only woman he'd ever loved.

But then, she'd give him that mindless grin, so vulnerable and trusting and it would balance out just enough that he could trust himself to only hurt her in the ways she wanted.

He gave her a thrust so hard it rippled from her ass all the way up. Her head fell back down but he reached up and gripped her neck. "Nuh-uh. You screamed for this." He did it again and relished in her quavering cry originating from so deep in her body he felt it in her pussy first. "You 𝑏𝑒𝑔𝑔𝑒𝑑 for this!" He laughed and started a steady pace. "Now... you're going to watch me break you."

She was forced to watch her face in the mirror as he took her to that level of pleasure saved for special occasions. It was humiliating to watch her face contort into bliss, but it always gave him such a power trip when he was pumping inside of her that she couldn't help but find pleasure in it too. She tried to praise and thank him but it came out in pornographic moans punctuated by his thrusts.

"Look at you." He leaned down and moved his grip to her chin, placing his cheek against hers. "I've fucked you so stupid you can't even remember how to speak." He turned and pressed his lips to her ear, loving the way she trembled in anticipation. The man glanced to the mirror and chuckled at her bitten lip and her needy press against his lips. "You want me to say it so bad you can't even control yourself."

She tried to get it out, beg him to say those words that always made her blank and desperate to feel him cum in her as many times as he wanted. The poor girl watched her lips part multiple times but the only thing that would come out was a pathetic little sound she couldn't believe was truly hers.

"Suit yourself." He erected and laughed when she whined dramatically. "No. That's not how you get what you want. You need to say. It."

She lifted her hips and finally got out, "P-p-puh!" It was breathy and barely comprehendible, but it was a please and she'd said it. That would be enough, right?

He parroted her giddily and tipped his head. "I'm sorry, I don't speak braindead cockwhore. You'll have to articulate." He slowed down to a stop and she picked up the slack instantly. His gems light got brighter as he watched her fuck herself on him. As soon as she tried to stutter it out he started up again and soon enough that pink outline started to drift behind his motions. He rarely ever got to speed up like this so he took advantage of every moment before his pleasure would eventually be too strong to keep the focus.

He nipped at her neck and tasted her sweat against his tongue. Her taste always drove him wild, that succulent shine of her lust for him brought him closer to a second bursting that he could manage. Her slow motion pulse shot potent ecstasy right to the base of his spine and he shuddered as he flew out of hyper speed. "You're such a slut!" He growled and wrapped his arms around her waist to bring her against him wilder as he came in her just like she wanted.

"Yes, yes, yes!" She threw her head back and their meetings became sloppy wet, every joining now sloshing and dripping down their thighs. He grabbed her chin again to make her watch as she came on his cock with a force she rarely provided, almost pushing him out. "Thank– ah! Th-thank you!"

He shivered and grinned at her o-face, grunting as his hips gave one more powerful thrust. Lips met her neck and he sucked hard, repeating the process again and again until she was covered in his claim. "You're all mine, Connie."

She nodded vigorously. "I know! All yours I p-promise, I'm all yours!"

Fuck he loved how desperate she was to please him. For once in his life, someone wanted to please h𝑖𝑚 and not the other way around.

When he pulled out he slumped against her back to catch his breath. "I know you know, Berry." He pressed rapid kisses to her back and shoulders, giving her his lowest currency of healing so he could have more reasons to kiss her later. "Let's get you cleaned up. You look like you've just been ravaged."