Dollhouse { 𝓑𝔁𝓑 }

{ ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 VIII }

Aleksander slowly unbuttoned the top two buttons of his sleek white shirt, revealing the snake tattoo coiling around his neck. He slipped the shirt off, exposing his muscular chest and the definition of his eight-pack. Scars traced across his abdomen. His shoulders, broad, were covered in dark tattoos, hiding the scars.

The cut on his lip twitched, curling into a smirk as his eyes, cold as ice, locked onto Etienne. The subtle curve of his lips hinted at something dark as he watched Etienne, whose gaze was distracted by the tattoos that adorned his muscular body. The tension in the room thickened, the beast's presence like a shadow looming over the doll.

Etienne, caught in the spell of Aleksander's gaze, couldn't tear his eyes away. His chest tightened as he swallowed, his lips parted in a breathless response, but the words wouldn't come. He could only watch as Aleksander towered over him.

"Done admiring me, little rabbit?" Aleksander said, his voice deep and teasing, as he leaned in closer.

Etienne snapped back to reality, his eyes wide with panic as his body instinctively jerked away. His heart pounded in his chest, the pulse thundering in his ears as he tried to pull himself back from the beast that towered over him. His hands scrambled against the silk sheets.

"Where do you think you're going, little one?" Aleksander said as he swiftly grabbed Etienne's ankles. Before Etienne could react, Aleksander slid him effortlessly beneath him, flipping him onto his stomach.

"Not so fast."

Etienne's breath caught. The sudden shift caught him off guard, his limbs pinned beneath Aleksander's strength. Panic surged through him, but the cold weight of Aleksander's presence pressed down on him like a vice.

"P-please, ..m-mister no!," Etienne breathed out, his voice barely above a whisper.

"You like running away, don't you? Playing hide and seek?" Aleksander said his voice deep and husky as he leaned down, his lips brushing against Etienne's ear. The feel of his breath against the delicate curve of his neck sent a shiver of fear and unwanted heat through Etienne's body. "You think I won't find you, little rabbit? You think you can hide from me?"

Etienne's heart raced, each beat heavy with the weight of Aleksander's presence. The air was thick with tension, suffocating, as though Etienne's very breath belonged to Aleksander now.

"Don't play games with me, doll," Aleksander continued. "Don't ever fucking think you're capable of doing that. Because you can't hide from me, little rabbit," he murmured, his tone uncomfortably soft. "I'll hunt you down, drag you back, and remind you exactly why running from me is the worst fucking mistake you could ever make."

Etienne's chest tightened, a knot of dread swirling in his stomach. His mind screamed at him to get free, to run-to do anything-but all that came was the raw, helpless feeling of being completely at Aleksander's mercy.

Étienne swallowed hard, his breath catching in his throat as Aleksander's hand slid lower. "So, run," Aleksander said. "Make me chase you. I fucking dare you. Because the moment I catch you, and I will catch you..." he continued. "You'll wish you'd never tried."

Etienne's eyes widened at his words, unable to utter a single word.

"But don't worry, you won't try to run away now, because I'll fuck your brain out until you can't walk with those little legs of yours again," he growled against the doll's ear. He pinned Etienne's face in the pillow as Etienne arched his back, his ass lifted in the air. Aleksander positioned himself and lifted Etienne's robe, the perfect round ass coming into view.

He smirked at the sight as he kneaded Etienne's ass cheeks like dough, rubbing the soft, thick skin. He slowly spread them apart, the twitching rosy hole coming into view. "Interesting," he thought.