SPEC OPS: TANK

Special treatment 🔞

Your breath caught in your throat what felt like the thousandth time to you. How was this man stirring so much out of you?

"Hey Marcus." You replied shyly. His voice did all sorts to you and as flustered as you were you struggled for a reply.

"I'm sorry for calling, but I just wanted to hear your voice." You could hear him pout.

"It's fine, I was scrolling through Twitter and was getting bored. Have you seen the anonymous twitter page? I've been laughing at them for a good hour, people are mad." You giggled at the thought of the tweets and replies.

"Yeah I have I laughed so hard at an edit like a half hour ago I saved it to my phone." His laugh was velvety and warm sending heat down to your stomach and butterflies to explode.

"I also saw some videos of you! I can't believe you've thrown the canister so easily! And those love hearts and soft edits were so cute!" You squealed out in the end.

"Are you calling me cute?" Marcus tone changed into a mocking one as if he was insulted.

"You know what I mean Marcus." You chuckled.

"No- no I don't babe, care to tell me?" He pressured feigning anger.

"Have you seen the anonymous edits, they're actually pretty good-" you tried changing the subject. "I saw one where the man had the anon mask on and was literally bare chested and dancing. It was so hot." you tried changing the conversation.

"No, I haven't seen that (Y/n). Was it as hot as me? Because I can assure you, it wasn't." He sounded almost offended. you laughed at his reaction and you could wholeheartedly tell he would be shaking his head at you.

"So, What were you doing before you called me Mr. Tank?"

"I was laying in bed, I ate around two hours ago and did my nightly routine. You?" He asked with genuine interest.

"I was laying in bed too.. I ate about an hour ago and had a shower. I also pulled out some new bedsheets for me. The old ones got dirty." you smiled at the thought of Marcus's body.

The two of you carried on your conversation , going through likes and dislikes, friends and family, morals and everything in between. The conversation went on for about an hour of non stop chatter and laughter which you both highly enjoyed.

"Y'know..." He began. You knew what he was going to ask. You had been waiting for this.

we never got to talk about what happened yesterday morning." His voice had hints of teasing and you could just imagine the biggest grin and the little twinkle in his eyes.

With some courage you decided to tease him back. "We didn't did we... Marcus." One of your eyebrows raised with a small smirk.

"Oh.. kitty wants to use her claws I hear." Your eyes widen at the pet name silently relishing it.

"I do.." you heard Marcus chuckle, breathing air out his nose.

"Since kitty wants to play games... you were so good. So good for me." His voice was smooth, luxurious and you indulged in every word.

"The way you wrapped around me-" he moaned straight after just thinking about it once again. "Sinking into your pussy was one of the best feelings... Just having you stretched out for me... all for me. Did you like it princess? Did you love it?"

"Yes.. I loved every second of it Marcus.." You squirmed at the heat of the conversation.

"you tasted so sweet princess, I would eat you out forever." You gasped at his sudden confession the heat that pooled at your stomach was bursting and you could feel your pussy get wetter each second he spoke.

"I- I'd like that.." You whimpered out.

"Oh, you would?" you breathing became harder the more you thought about him eating your pussy out like he had done before.

"What about me... Do I not get any special treatment?" You knew what this meant. You knew with your whole damn mind and heart about what he was insinuating.

"I'd give you the best special treatment... Daddy." You whined into the phone. Your hand had slid down your stomach, reaching for the elastic of your booty shorts to slide your hand under it and play with your pussy on top of your underwear. Your middle finger circled around your clit, stimulating you with little squeals coming from the back of your throat.

"Yeah? you gonna give Daddy the special treatment he deserves? He can ask for anything can't he..." You keen at the words, a small hiss and moan ripping through your mouth as you push your fingers past your panties to start fingering yourself.

"Are you touching yourself sweetheart?" He caught you. He caught you in the act. The heat in your face grew, but you held no shame. He was too sexy not to do so. His voice too sultry not to.

"I- yes.." you breath out.

"Do you want daddy to come help you? Do you need daddy?" He questions you. His voice had reached its deepest, sending shivers down your spine making your breathing heavy.

"I-" your fingers worked faster at your pussy.

"Use your words princess." He growled at you.

"Yes.. I need you daddy."  You moaned out loudly dropping the phone onto your pillow next to your ear before using your now free hand to play with your clit.

"I'll be there in an hour. Do not cum or there will be punishment." He ordered before the line went dead.

You didn't stop. You didn't care that he'd punish you. You needed release, you needed this. Your fingers pulsated into you with speed making you yell out throatily. Your back arched with your knees bent. Your clit was hard and throbbing as you came, your lower lips wet with cum as your smeared it across your pussy before pulling them out.

Marcus was like a sexual fantasy. You had never done this with any man. No man had ever made you feel this way, cum this way and you had even touched yourself twice at the thought of him. Then it dawned on you. He had told you not to cum. But you did. You smiled, pulling your covers off to clean yourself before grabbing the cutest lingerie you owned.

You were in for the punishment of a lifetime.

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