Don't Go (Jenlisa Adaptation)

10. You

This story is adapted from the original story 'Don't Go' by emjaywrites. This is just an adaptation! All rights belong to the original owner.

Enjoy and thank you for reading :)

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Jennie

I'm escorted back to the room eventually. I'm not alone for long. She comes in, her suit perfectly presses her dark brown hair in a slick cliff. She stares at me with dark eyes.

They dart down to my new disfigurement. I hide it, slipping my finger under the comforter.

"You look gorgeous with my mark."

I don't answer, looking down.

She smiles at my silence, undoing her tie slowly, seductively, her eyes on mine.

She unbuttons her suit jacket. Then her shirt. Then her penis.

Then she's just in her boxer, her toned body on display.

"You know what happens now, Kiska?"

I do what she says. For now. I signed the contract.

"When will you show me that my parents are being taken care of?"

She kneels on the bed, brushing my hair back. "After we consummate the contract tonight." 

I swallow roughly. This could be worse. She could be a hairy old man.

I nod slowly. She smirks, leaning in toward me. She takes her tie and wraps it around my eyes, typing it tightly.

She undresses me slowly, her fingertips lingering against my skin tenderly. Frequently, her thumb brushes against my mark, as she calls it.

I swallow, the darkness was uncomfortably smothering. I can feel, and hear, my senses heightened.

She takes advantage, her every touch, hesitant, making me wait, making me jump.

I breathe in deeply.

"You know," She whispered. "When humans' senses are taken away, their other senses sharpen."

I feel her breath against my neck. It's sweet and cool.

"How do you feel?" She says a tinge of amusement in her voice.

I contemplated my answer.

"Sharp."

She chuckled lowly, her laugh sitting on my spine, making me shiver.

I feel her hands on my body, stripping me. Taking off my leftover clothes. I move with her movements, letting her bare my body.

The air cools my skin, making my nipples stand on end.

She flattens her tongue against them, making me shiver. She wets the bud, making the air cool around it, hardening it further.

I breathe. Enjoying the sensation.

"Feel good?"

Do I answer that honestly? "Y-yes."

"I know, Kiska. I can tell."

My breath shudders as she touched my body.

"Tell me your weakness," I whisper sweetly.

She chuckles. "Oh, I keep it a secret,"

Her voice is so sexy. I hate it.

"C'mon. Just one little flaw?"

She kisses my finger, and then my neck.

"You."

And I don't know what to say.

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consummate: make (a marriage or relationship) complete by having sexual intercourse.