"Careful Mick. Or they're going to think you came from the 80's. But since we're calling dibs on the ladies, I'm going to go ahead and call dibs on the guys as well. You Mikhail Constantinovich Sir, belong to me as well, every bit as much as I do belong to you. I guess we both come from the eighties together then. The land of the cave men and women." Raven teases, before her own expression turns serious as well "I love you too Mikhail. You know that. It's today and forever" she palms his face with both of her soft delicate hands, staring right at him, wanting him to see the honesty in her expression. She was never going to stop telling him how much she loved him. Was never going to get tired of hearing it from him as well. This feeling... It was like her heart's beat was because of him. Solely him. Like they were two separate human beings beating from the same heart. This instinctive feeling to want to protect someone, love someone with everything you got, someone when the person wasn't even technically related to you, was nothing short of indescribable! Exhilarating!
"Today and forever" he finally replied back with a full-on smile, swooping down to kiss her once more, his arms molding firmly and expertly around her waist, while one of her hands enfolded itself around his neck, the other wedged at his shoulder blades, on a poise to caress his silken hair when need be
"I need you Raven. I can't get tired of this... doing this" he let out harshly, the kiss instantly changing tempo to a more feracous one, as he flipped their positions so she was beneath him and he, hovering above her.
Bending down, he resumed with kissing her again, parting her thighs wide enough to house his frame, skimming his fingers up and down the sides of her legs.
When she brought her hands up to caress his back, he captured both of them in his, bringing them to the head of the bed and trapping them there with his, his fingers intertwining with hers. She was entirely at his mercy. She was entirely his.
"Keep your hands there" he ordered bluntly, as he started to journey down, kissing her chin, her neck, kissing the hickeys he'd placed there before, then going down to the swell of her breasts. Taking his time, he peeled down the part of the nightgown covering her breasts to reveal the first full, ripe creamy one, entirely for his gaze. Her red nipple was taut and beaded already, awaiting his touch. Instantly he swooped down to take the nipple into his mouth and she shot off the bed, arching her back, her hand moving to clutch at his hair
"Oh Mikhail!"
Fuck! She was so responsive. He loved that about her.
"Keep your hands where I told you to keep them little one. The next time I tell you this, it would be followed by a good spanking and a large set of cuffs" he grated out mercilessly, as he bit down on a nipple to show her just how serious he was.
"Mikhail" She screamed out from the intense bombardment of both pain and pleasure, but her hands went back to the bed post and didn't stray from there. Experience had taught her that Mikhail would in fact do exactly what he'd said, if she dared disobey him
"I know baby. I can make it better" he murmured soothingly as he blew hot air over the aching nipple before laying adoring kisses on it, petting it with his tongue, laying kisses to it, sucking on it gently to soothe the sting
Oh fuck! This was an even worse torture. The gentleness. She thought, as her fingers mercilessly clung to the sheets, almost threatening to tear the white, crispy sheets apart from sheer pressure alone, and he hadn't even yet paid attention to her second breast! He was still on the first. The second was still safely clothed. By the time he got there, she would have passed out from too much pleasure.
"You drive me insane Raven. I need you more than I've ever needed anyone... Anything. I want to fuck you senseless until you realize that fact, just as much as I already know it. It's always been my pleasure to drive you insane little one. Today's no different" he dragged out every sentence, torturing her further, tearing out strangled moans from her. Her hands itched to caress his back, clutch at his hair, mold his taut buttocks, but they somehow didn't even know how to stop clutching the sheets. She couldn't bear the sight of the raw, primal emotions in his eyes. Intense longing, fierce desire... passion! And so she closed her eyes and let her mind take lead, heightening her emotions. She could have wept in that moment, all the love in her heart, the fullness in her chest and the bereftness of her lungs, all threatening to burst free. Overwhelming her,even as her head involuntarily trashed from side to side, the pain-pleasure feeling threatening to break her in two. Destroy her. All intoxication. All consuming. Ah yes, She did love this man. So much...
Suddenly, a knock resounds on their room door, and before she could even think, the room door bursts open to reveal of all persons, Mistress Rita.
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A/N: Hey guys, ha! You probably thought that was going to be a full-on sex scene. It'll be too early though. 'Cause we've only just begun.
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SEVEN DAYS
Short Story"What colour of panties are you wearing?" "Excuse me?" She countered "I won't repeat the question again" "Red. They're red" she swallowed "Reach below your gown. Pull it. And hand it over to me" "Why would you want it? It's just a piece of material...
