Michael Langdon imagines

The devil's room pt.2

You couldn't get Langdon out of your head. The way he talked, the way he grabbed you, the way his fingers felt against your skin, the way his eyes clouded with lust when a dirty thought popped into his beautiful head.

After what happened that night, you wanted him even more. You wanted him to fully corrupt you, to take away the one thing that left you, even somewhat, pure. You wanted him to fill you up. You wanted to please him. You couldn't wait until tomorrow night. You thought about how you would do it. How you would seduce him into fucking the living shit out of you.

You would knock on the door, and then enter. Without saying a thing, you'd walk over to his desk where he would be sitting. You'd walk around and plop down on his lap, straddling him while grinding again his crotch, while kissing him, leaving hickeys down his neck, making him moan your name, making him want you even more. You had it all planned to the t. You would wear your sexiest outfit, and the sexiest smirk while you played out your plan.

The next day felt like forever, you just wanted it to end so you could make your way to his room. But the long day allowed you to precisely fix any holes in your plan. By the end of the day, you knew exactly what would happen. From the slightest step you took, to how you would make him beg to corrupt you.

Once curfew came, you got ready for him. You dressed up in your outfit, a skin tight, silk purple dress that you made out of one of your other dresses and a silk slip. The dress was in a v shape at your chest and had a slit in the thigh. You 3 inch heels, that, of course, made you 3 inches taller, but still only being tall enough for your head to rest under his chin. You were ready.

You made your way down the hall, quietly, trying not to alert others to your position. You kept walking quietly until you reached his door, heart in your hands. You knocked. "Come in" his deep voice cooed. You opened the door and all of the confidence you built up melted away when you saw him, eyeing you with pure lust. You felt small, fragile. There was no way in hell that you could seduce him. You froze.

He strutted up to you, slowly, resting his hand on your bare shoulder. "My, my, my, y/n. You seem quite dressed up. Might I ask why?" He teased. He wanted you to tell him all of the things you wanted him to do to you. "I- uhm. Well, you see, uh, last night, I-i uhm, I just thought, that maybe, uh-" you began to stutter before he laughed, interrupting you.

His tongue clicked and he shook his head in disapproval, still teasing your desire. "I know, I know all of the things you want me to do to you. And might I say, you're a very, very, naughty girl." He began circling around you. Your breath hitches at his every word. He knows he makes you weak. And that kills you.

"Tell me what you want me to do to you, angel." He whispered in your ear, making the pool between your legs grow. "P-Please don't make me say it lang-" "beg, and it's sir for now." He demanded, making you jump. "Sir, please, please touch me." He laughed, "I am touching you, my hand is on your shoulder" he grinned at his own stupid joke as he teased you, forcing you to beg.

"No. I just." You stop. You can't physically get the words out. 'Just say how bad you want him to fuck you. To take away the last bit of your innocence. How you want nothing more than to please him. Fucking hell, curse your shyness.' You thought. He laughed, almost as if he could hear your thoughts.

After a while of you not speaking, he let's go of your shoulder. "Well alright then, I guess you should be off to bed now, huh?" He walked away, with an evil smirk on his face. "No!" You'd shouted out in irritation. He stopped and turned around slowly, cocking an eyebrow. "No?" He questioned, looking at you with a half smile on his face. "P-Please, sir." You begged, a desperate innocent look on your face. He tilted his head, waiting for you to finish your sentence. "Please f-fuck me," after saying it the first time, seeing the satisfaction on his face, it made the rest roll off your tongue, "please fuck me, sir,  please make me cum, s-so hard. Please, P-Please" you begged.

"Good girl." He smiled, making his way back over to you. He snaked his hands around your waist, planting his lips harshly on yours. You can't help but to comply and kiss him back, with passion. His tongue traced your bottom lip, before you opened your mouth, allowing your tongues to intertwine. You softly moaned at the sensation.

He pulled away, looking at you, taking your whole body in, with his beautiful, lust filled eyes. He drug his hands from your waist, to your shoulders, playing with the thin strap on your shoulders. He pulled them down a little, allowing them to fall down your arms. The silk gliding smoothly down your body, exposing you. You weren't wearing anything underneath, as he would soon realize. "So, so, fucking beautiful." He whispered. His hands snaking their way back to your waist, pulling you back in for another kiss. He grabbed your legs and lifted you to wrap them around him. Holding you, he carried you to the front of the bed.

"I know you're a virgin, but that doesn't mean I'm going easy on you." He growled in your ear, before throwing you on the bed. You giggled. He stood in front of the bed, taking his shirt off and then mounting you. He begins kissing your lips, then moving to your neck, leaving the most beautiful hickeys. You moaned as his lips touched your neck and started sucking. He moved lower, to your breasts. He started grabbing your boobs and he put his mouth on your nipples. He swirled his tongue around it, making you softly moan and grab his hair. Your grip on his hair made him groan. He switched, so he could pay just as much attention to the other. His kisses moved down further, to the growing pool between your legs. He stopped. He ran his finger lazily through your wetness. "Oh my, because of me?" He smirked. You furiously nodded, wanting him to touch you.

"Hm." He hummed. "Tell me how bad you want it" His voice like velvet. Your hips were subconsciously rocking, desperate for any friction on your core. His smirk grew as he pushed your hips down. Making you squeal. "Tell me." His voice got louder as he grew impatient. "P-please Langdon," you said in one breath, taking another to get the rest out "I want to feel you so bad, please touch me" you continued, taking another breath to finish, "please," you practically moaned. That did it. That set him off.

He slammed two fingers into you, pumping in and out quickly. His quickness made you shout but moan at the same time. His pace slowed down, simply to tease you. You whined, growing annoyed. This only turned him on more. He placed his thumb on your clit, making you squirm, your legs shaking. He felt your walls begin to tighten around his fingers, he sped up. The feeling of his fingers curling inside you made you scream. His thumb on your clit made you squirm. His touch made you feel overall phenomenal. But when he went even faster, your walls tightened even more, you screamed his name and came on his fingers. Now that, that made you feel invincible. But you weren't done. Nor was he.

You had planned on losing your virginity tonight, and since everything else had failed, this was going to happen. You reached for his obvious bulge. He quickly grabbed your wrists tightly. He scared you. He knew it. He wanted you just as bad as you wanted him. He let go and stood up in front of the bed. "Come here, darling." He said calmly. He watched you hungrily crawl to his bulge. "I've never done this before, but I'll do my best." You said, embarrassed, it only made him smile.

You reached for his belt buckle, his button, and his zipper, before dropping his pants and boxers to his ankles. You then reached for his hard cock. You began to stroke it, he let out a small groan. You kept stroking it slowly, before putting his tip in your mouth and tasing his salty precum. You wrapped your mouth around him, still stroking the areas you couldn't fit in your mouth. His head fell back in ecstasy has he quietly moaned. You started to bob your head, starting of slow and then picking up the pace.

'Fuck y/n' he groaned quietly. This gave you the confidence to keep going, to push your limits. You pushed your head down further onto him, making you gag and then pulled back. You did that a few more times, stroking faster. 'Y/n , fuck I'm gonna-' is all he managed to get out before you stopped everything you were doing making him stop in his tracks. 'Oh? A little tease huh?' He said, clearly upset you didn't let him finish. He roughly picked you up, scaring you a little bit, and harshly wrapped one arm around your waist and the other around your arm, his fingers digging into your skin.

'Such a bad girl.' His voice low, steady and calm, 'do you know what happens to bad girls? Hm?' He asks, making you shake your head no. He looked you in the eye and pulled you in even closer, faces centimeters apart, 'Bad girls get punished'

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Finally updated, lol. To be continued;))) and merry late christmas