I got home on about thirty minutes-fuck I hate traffic. When I walked in the door, my super tall, meanly muscled boyfriend was sitting on the couch, drink a protein shake and watching Drag Race.
"Oh, look, isn't it the sexiest man alive?" Nnoitra said, walking towards me and giving me a kiss. I held him for a good minute before breaking it off.
"I don't go to Las Noches for another three hours, but they don't open till midnight. So..." I said, slipping my hand in his back pocket.
"Yes, Szayel?"
"Oh, Master Nnoitra, I've been so... Naughty lately," I cried in my most seductive voice.
He traced his finger on my face, then wrapped his long fingers around my throat. "You have, now haven't you?"
I could only nod. That's how tight that grip was.
"Should I punish you for that, doll?"
I nod again, my hands migrating to the front of his waistband, then sliding inside.
He let's go of my neck, then brings his head down to bite me. Hard. I wince, but the wince turns to moans as he sucks hard on the flesh of my neck.
His finger find the buttons of my coat, deftly undoing them as he's done so many times before. My clothes begin falling to the ground, and before long, I am standing in my living room, naked and hard as a rock.
"Nnoitra, you asshole, you see what you've done to me?" I said, trying to sound as innocent as I can. I know he loves it when I put on the innocent act; that's why I do it.
Oh, let me just say this-the sex with him, the most amazing sex I've ever had.
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Dance with my Heart
FanfictionThe stage, the lights, the beauty! Szayelaporro Granz is a pharmaceutical researcher by day, but by night, he's out on the town as a Dancing Queen, one of many drag queens that work the night shifts at Las Noches Bar and Grill. He's also the most fa...
