Euronymous

Chapter Twenty Eight

T/W - sexual themes, mature themes

I sat at the end of my bed, watching Øystein ponder around my room. I don't know why it made me nervous. Maybe I was embarrassed about the stuffed animal collection on the chair in the corner or the collage of photos from my teenage years that hung on the wall amongst my band posters.
"Okay, are you quite done judging my decor?" I chuckled nervously, wishing he would divert his attention to something else.
"It's cute." His smile made me blush and he wrapped his arms around my waist, lifting me so that I was standing with him. I swallowed the lump in my throat.
We hadn't spoken since last night. He'd called but I'd picked up a shift at the shop and missed it. When I arrived home, he had been waiting outside in his car for me.
"I'm sorry," He started softly. "I shouldn't have hidden it from you. I just didn't want you getting involved in this shit." He sighed, hesitant to meet my gaze. I shrugged.
"I know," I touched his face gently and bit the inside of my cheek. "You could've at least invited me..." I joked, a smile tugging at my lips. He chuckled.
"Yeah? I didn't think you'd be into all that destruction." He seemed a little surprised. I pulled back and met his eyes.
"You know me... I'm full of surprises." I quoted him and he smirked before kissing me - softly at first but it quickly deepened to a make out.
"You like playing with fire?" His husky voice was low, breath hot against my skin as he began to attack my neck lightly with his lips. I bit my lip, feeling the familiar warmth between my thighs as my body anticipated his intoxicating touch.
I hadn't admitted to him that I'd had to satisfy myself last night at the thought of him destroying the church. Of course I imagined I'd been there with him and he'd roughly bent me over the altar and taken me for himself.
"I'm just saying... I could have made it extra fun." I whispered, tilting his head to the side so I could kiss gently along his jaw line before I found his weak spot. I felt him shudder slightly.
"Oh, yeah?" His hands gripped my waist, enjoying the feeling on my bare skin under his fingertips.
"Mhm.." I moaned a little as I smirked into his neck before pulling away.
"Hell no," he pulled me back into him by my hips. "You're not getting away that easy." He growled in my ear, nibbling at my lobe. I giggled at the ticklish sensation.
"Someone could come home at any second." Reluctantly, I tried to pull away again but he refused - keeping me close.
"You'll just have to be a good girl and keep quiet then." The mischief in his tone made my stomach swirl and I felt wetness begin to pool between my thighs. His touch felt hot on my skin as they crept up my stomach to my breasts, groping me firmly before his fingers got to work on my nipples. I could feel his erection against my thigh, begging to be touched and pleased.
"I don't like your chances..." I murmured teasingly. Suddenly, he pushed me and I landed on the bed, bouncing slightly on the worn mattress.
"You gonna make me gag you, Peach?" He winked as he reached for his belt, unbuckling it quickly and pulling it out of his waistband. His eyes were mischievous and alluring as they bored into mine, waiting for my reaction. I looked up at him with doe eyes anxiously.
"What if-" He shook his head and tugged the belt roughly, causing it to make a sharp crack sound. I bit my lip and he smirked darkly. "Looks like you need some help." His thumb touched my chin and guided my mouth open before he placed the leather belt in my mouth. I winced, disliking the feeling of it against my teeth as he unbuttoned his jeans and freed his cock. He positioned himself at the end of the bed, quickly removing my shorts and panties before spreading my legs. He pinned them back, exposing my wet cunt before he began plunging his tongue into me deeply. I moaned against the leather belt and squirmed at the sudden assault but he kept me still. His nose rubbed against my clit as he tongue fucked me greedily, enjoying my taste. My legs were almost shaking when I heard the front door open downstairs.

Wide eyed, I jolted upright and looked at him in fear as my heart pounded. He glanced at the door, panicked for a split second before he composed himself and motioned to me to be quiet, finger to his lips. I stared at him, bewildered as he pushed me back down. He hovered above me and I felt him shove his cock inside of me, not bothering to ease in. I gasped and he bit his lip as he began thrusting, holding my legs apart.
"Shh.." he responded to my small involuntary moans. "You don't wanna get caught being a little slut, do you?" His voice was low and husky, and the thrill of getting caught was causing adrenaline to rush through my blood.
"You're taking my cock so good, baby girl." He praised me and I whimpered in ecstasy, eyes rolling back in my head. He focused on staying quiet and pumping inside of me rhythmically. As he got closer to climax, he fucked me harder, making it nearly impossible to stay quiet. He was grunting lightly and the sound was driving me wild.
"Here it comes, Princess. Are you ready?" He moaned and I replied with my own as I felt his cock shoot a warm load inside of my pussy. The feeling of him filling me up made me cum and I clenched around him desperately, unsuccessfully trying to avoid making a sound. Moments later, he pulled out of me. He slid his pants back on as I laid, spread out on my bed, unable to move. The only sound was our breathing as he pulled my shorts back on and laid beside me. He began stroking my face gently and pecked my cheek sweetly.
"Such a good girl." Butterflies erupted in my stomach at his praise, making me practically giddy. I took in a deep breath and closed my eyes, enjoying the bliss that always came after any kind of intimacy with him.
"Elsie?" Erik called and I jumped up. Øystein sat up too, and composed himself as Erik opened my door slowly. I smiled awkwardly at him, watching him eye off Øystein in surprise
"Hey, man." He nodded and Øystein smiled. "Krista is on the phone for you." Erik said, turning to me. I hadn't even realised the phone rang.
"I'll call her back soon." I forced a smile, hoping he would take the hint. Thankfully, he did and closed the door. I sighed, turning back to Øystein. "I wish we had somewhere private." I muttered, lying back down beside him. He was quiet for a few moments.
"I'm gonna get an apartment real soon." His voice was thoughtful and I smiled.
"Yeah? I think that's a great idea."