The Demon in a skull. ( RyanxRay ) roosterteeth R and R connection

Chapter 5

I was horrified. Why the fuck was he laughing like that? What the Hell is wrong with him, and what did he mean by me deserving it?

My mind still foggy from the assault to my mouth I didn't even notice when the dreadful laughter ceased.

The fog only begun to clear a bit when the bed beneath me shifted with new weight. Although I myself did not physically feel the weight I knew it was there. I guessed what it possibly could have been.

I focused my eyes on what the weight was. There he was as I guessed, hovering his body above my own. He was so close yet nothing touched, and why did I long for something to.

I found his eyes, they poured into mine more desires then words could never describe.

My heart began to race, my breathe quickened. Both continued to sky rocket as his head begun to slowly drop till his mouth was near my left ear. His breathe caressed my ear, I exhaled heavly at the sensation.

Pressing his lips to my ear, I could feel the sneaky smirk that skipped across features, as well as proving he knew exactly what he was doing to me, and it was amusing him.

His tongue lashed out at my ear then slowly slid up my ear and back down, the devilish thing persisted in doing what he wished. Its journey wasn't over either, traveling down my neck torturously slow as if he were mapping my exposed flesh.

His wet muscle discovered a spot on my neck, gasping my head threw itself back slightly, my hands grasped at the fabric that covered his form. He began ferociously lapping and biteing the same spot.

My stomach knotted, my hands clawing at the leather jacket he wore. His ruthless attack to my flesh only paused when my back arched off the bed slamming my body into his as a throaty moan ripped its way from my chest.

He was watching me now, I looked at him with lust filled eyes, face flushed and out of breathe. His orbs flashed as he growled and roughly collided his hips with mine grinding his rock hard cock, confined by his jeans into my stiff prick that my boxers were failing to conseal.