Games

Games - Part One

Gillian's always preferred to be the one in control. Whether it was with sex, filming a show, or in a relationship, she loves to have the control. That being said, today she felt more submissive than usual.

She lets David take control more often lately, mainly because she's learned just how fun it is to go against what he wants. The only reason she constantly tweets about the size of his dick and talks about dating him in interviews is because she knows what she has waiting for her when she gets home.
It's a game they play, since sneaking around only makes everything they do so much hotter to them. They're actually skilled at hiding their relationship, although most people couldn't tell by the way they constantly slip up. Those slip-ups are on purpose though. And the reason why Gillian decided to say that she "hasn't felt lonely with David in town" was because she wanted David to be the one in control and "teach her a lesson".

She knew she wouldn't see him right after her solo interview, not until the next day would she get to interact with him during a convention panel they both agreed to do.
Almost immediately after her live, which never goes well, interview ends she gets a frenzy of texts from none other than David.

- You love to be reckless, don't you? -
- I thought you woulda learned by now... -
- Wear a dress tomorrow, and don't get cocky before the panel. -
- Oh, and don't touch yourself until I'm with you. -
- Okay? -

She bit her lip a little and typed a quick message back before locking her phone.

- Maybe I'll wear jeans. -
- What happens if I decide to get cocky? I'm already so wet, what if I don't listen to you? -

Almost immediately she gets a reply, and decides to check it.

- If you don't want to get punished even more, you should probably listen to me. -

She replies simply with an "Understood, I'll wait for you." and goes red when he replies faster than before.

- Good girl. -

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Gillian goes to bed sexually frustrated and unhappy about said frustration. She wakes up early and takes some time to get ready, showering, styling her blonde hair so it's just wavy enough, and doing her makeup, adding a little more noticeable eyeliner before looking at her options for what to wear.
She almost wanted to wear jeans today, just to push David even further, but decides against it and puts on one of her favorite white dresses, satisfied with how she looks in the mirror. When she checks her phone she's almost upset that David didn't send her any more texts that showed he was in control, but she's also slightly thankful. She doesn't want to fuck up this panel by saying something about David and forgetting all about The X-Files, so the more David forgets to do at the panel, the better.
She sees David walking to the green room, where they have dressing rooms to relax in away from the crowd before they go onstage for the panel, and follows him into her dressing room.
"Close the door." is all David mumbles while Gillian does what he said. With her back to him, David comes up behind her and gently pushes her against the door, moving her hair so he can kiss her neck. Gillian instinctively pushes back a little, grinding against him and let's out a small whimper of pleasure.

"You love to play games, don't you?" he says in a low tone to her, grinding against her softly, "you love to push it."

"Fuck... I'm sorry.." Gillian moans out, already feeling how wet she's become over the last few minutes.
"No, you're not," David replies, turning her to face him and pinning her arms against the door, "because if you were really sorry you'd stop acting up."
She bites her lip and moves her arm a little so his grip tightens.
"Maybe I like when you punish me." She whispers, smirking, her eyes full of lust.
He grins back and kisses her neck, at her biggest weak spot, pausing to growl in her ear. "Of course you do, you're a slut."
"Oh my god," Gillian pants, her hips grinding against him again. She's told him several times how much she loves to be called that, and he only says it occasionally when the time's perfect.
David pulls away and rummages through his bag. He knows they only have 10 minutes before they go on stage, and that's not nearly enough time to do everything he wants to her, so he takes the time to do something they haven't tried before.
"Babe? What's that?" Gillian asks, her stomach flipping over the ideas in her head.
"This, is what you're going to wear when we walk out to that panel." He says, holding up a tiny purple device and an identical one with a button. "You're going to put this one in your panties right against your clit, and the one I'll have in my pocket controls it."
Gillian's face is bright red with a grin as she does what she's told and puts the small purple device against her clit.
"What is it supposed to-" she goes to ask, but is answered halfway through when David presses the small button and she feels a teasing vibration, causing her to moan. She bites her lip and looks at a grinning David.

"You like to play games, so let's have some fun."

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"I'm sure you guys are beyond excited for these last two on this panel, so without further ado, give a warm welcome to Gillian Anderson and David Duchovny!"

The two walk out one by one smiling and giving a few waves to the people in the audience before sitting next to each other.
"Hello!!" Gillian says, laughing at the amount of fans with chewbacca merch.
The first part of the panel was mainly for the others, with the occasional joke from her or David. Anxious was an understatement for how Gillian felt, waiting for that vibration to happen again.

"So, how are you guys feeling today?" The main interviewer asked.

"We're just buzzing, being back here doing a great panel." David says with a smile, pressing the button for five seconds when he said 'buzzing'. Gillian bites her lip and jumps slightly, looking at David with the reddest cheeks possible.
"You okay?" David says with a tone of innocence. Gillian wants to shoot him a death glare, but knows she can't without everyone on Twitter over-analyzing it, so she just gives a laugh and nods.
"I almost fell out of my chair, as always!" She says with another chuckle before instantly shutting up as David presses the button over and over, sending sporadic vibrations to her clit.
She loves the control he has over her, the way he can act so innocent in front of all these people. She fights back a grin and leans over to whisper in David's ear.
"I thought you should know," she says, her hand resting on his thigh, "that I touched myself last night."
He almost immediately moves her hand off of him and whispers back.
"You shouldn't have done that, baby girl."

The thing was, Gillian didn't actually do anything last night. She knew he would become more in control though, and she loved acting up. If he was going to play games, she was going to play them back.