Hunger p2

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Jerome was taken aback by y/n's sudden kiss, but it only served to fuel his inner desires. His hands shot to her hips, gripping her tightly as he returned the kiss with feverish intensity. His whole body was on fire, his mind clouded with need and desire. The hunger was taking over completely, his instincts ruling over any rational thought. He pressed his body harder against hers, pinning her against the desk, his fingers digging into her skin.

She pushed with all the strength she had pushed him back so his body landed against the bed, and jumped onto him.

Jerome was thrown off for a second, surprised by her sudden change in position. But he didn't protest as she straddled him, her body pinning him down. His gaze was fixed on her, his eyes wild with lust as he panted, his chest heaving with ragged breaths, "God damn... where did that come from?" He managed to gasp out,

"... I don't know... I was just terrified you might have hurt me... So I just..."

Jerome's expression softened slightly when he heard her words. He could see the fear and uncertainty in her eyes. He gently cupped her face with his hand, "I would never hurt you. Not intentionally." He said, his voice still gruff but a hint of tenderness in it. "But you... You're driving me absolutely crazy right now.." He clenched his jaw, his fingers gripping the sheets as he tried to hold back his urges. His eyes roved over her body, fixated on her curves and the way her dress hugged her body, "You have no idea what you're doing to me right now."

"how do I stop it?" she asked,

Jerome let out a soft, frustrated laugh at her question. He gently gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her skin, unable to resist touching her. "You can't stop it. There's nothing you can do to stop what you're doing to me. It's too late for that." He said, his words coming out in a low, strained tone. The hunger was completely taking over now, his desire for her overwhelming any rational thought

"what if I left?" she suggested, "Just left and you'd be alone and-"

Jerome's grip on her hips tightened at the mention of her leaving. The mere idea of her leaving him right now filled him with a primal sense of panic. He quickly shook his head, a growled leaving his lips "No. You're not leaving. You're staying right here." He said, his voice harsh and commanding. He couldn't let her go, not now. He needed her, needed to possess her,

"then tell me how I can help Jerome?" she said innocently,

"I... I need you. I need you here. I need you close to me." He whispered, his words coming out in a low, desperate tone, "Just seeing you is making me crazy Y/n,"

She simply put her hand over his eyes "Does that help?

Jerome laughed, "It helps... a little. But I can still feel you. I can still smell you."

"what if... I tried you to the bed and fed you chocolate till you calmed down?"

Jerome's grip on her hips involuntarily tightened at her words. The idea of being bound and fed chocolate by her was somehow both arousing and frustrating. He let out a low growl, his breathing ragged, "You... You'd do that? You'd tie me down just to feed me chocolate?"

she nodded,

he let out a low, guttural groan."Okay. Do it." He said, his voice low and strained.

y/n nodded and hopped off him she grabbed a tie and an old bathrobe cord using each to bind his wrists to his headboard's bedposts. "There we are. How does that feel?"

Jerome let out a sigh, He tested the binds, pulling at them lightly. They were tight enough that he couldn't break free, "It feels... oddly restrictive. I can't move my arms."

"That's the idea." She told him. "So you don't get all grabby"

Jerome let out a soft growl, the hungry side of him wanting to break free and just grab her, to throw her down. But he couldn't. He was completely at her mercy, "You're enjoying this, aren't you? Seeing me like this. All tied up and helpless." He said, his voice taking on a slight edge, a hint of frustration and desire mixing

"I do not enjoy being tossed around." She nodded sitting on his thigh as she began to feed him chocolate to help calm him "here comes the bat, swooooosh"

Jerome couldn't help but laugh softly at her. He opened his mouth obediently, allowing her to feed him the chocolate. The sweet taste helped to soothe him, to cool the fire somewhat. But he was still on edge, his body tense and coiled tight.

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