Surrender (JackSepticEye x Reader)

Forty-Six

His tongue thrashed in your mouth, his hands pinning you down onto the bed. You kissed back eagerly enough, if only to make it enjoyable for him. This was what he came for, after all, right?

At last he broke the kiss, trailing them down your throat and your stomach, down to what lay beyond it. Mark pressed gentle kisses to your clit until you began to whimper, making him shiver. "I want you to cry out, all right? For me. As loudly as you can manage."

It wasn't something that wasn't doable, but somehow the request still struck you as a little odd. "C-can I ask why?" You would have never thought to question your dom, but seeing as how this was not your dom, you felt a little safer asking.

"Because he knows what he did. I want him to hear everything, every little sound as I'm fucking you. Consider it a little revenge." There was a lopsided grin on his face before his tongue passed over your sensitive bud, making you gasp.

All at once you were incredibly aroused; Mark was taking his time, doing things his way on purpose. Perhaps to get back at your dom for "stealing" you. And that, in a way, was arousing in and of itself.

You loved Seán dearly, but you wanted to make things enjoyable for Mark. And he had come for a revenge-fuck, sub or not.

"Holy shit, you're wet. Turned on, huh?" Mark wiggled his eyebrows at you, which only made you laugh. As he was standing back up, you noticed that there was rope in his hands. With this he tied your arms to the bedposts, spread out above you. He tied your legs in much the same manner, spread out wide. You felt his hands opening your womanhood before he dove back in, licking and sucking eagerly at your clit.

You cried out loudly, throwing your head back and squirming against the restraints. There wasn't much room to move, which was just how Mark liked it. Your clit throbbed and ached at his attention, and you found that the outcries came out easier than you thought.

"M-Mark! Shit! Can I come?!" you begged, and this made him pause.

"He taught you well. No. Not yet." He stood back up, slipping two fingers inside of you and pumping them a little bit before adding a third, stretching you out a touch. You winced slightly, wondering just how big he really was.

Well, you were about to find out.

Mark showed you no mercy, shoving himself inside of you deep and thrusting to his heart's content. His hands roamed your body, reaching down to stroke your clit again before they travelled back up and wrapped around your throat. "Go ahead and touch yourself," he growled, "I don't care. But try and come and I won't hesitate to punish you."

If that were the case, you didn't dare reach down to touch. Your orgasm was on the verge of breaking, and you squeezed your eyes shut, trying to will it back down.

His hands squeezed your neck slowly, adding more and more pressure the longer he thrust into you. "They can all hear us, you know. I heard you with the others. I heard your orgasm with Ethan. You come perfectly." His voice was low, rough around the edges, and his eyes were beginning to roll back into his head. "I'm gonna come. Are you?" You nodded eagerly, breathless with his hands around your throat. "Good. You can come."

Your hand reached down and rubbed your clit furiously; just as you opened your mouth to scream his hands let go; the blood rushing back to your brain sent the orgasm into overdrive, like the first time you had been choked. You came so hard that you gushed a little, spraying Mark as his eyes widened, pulling out all at once and gushing across your stomach and splashing your neck.

He hovered over you on all fours, ears ringing with the pleasurable outcry that he had forced out of you. "I... didn't think you'd squirt," he panted, grinning from ear to ear. "That's really fucking sexy."

Your face erupted in a blush; all this, coming from your soft-spoken math professor?

He pulled away, untying you and rubbing the areas that had had the rope wrapped tightly around them. "You did really good, you know. He was right; you do make the perfect sub. Maybe you should talk to Steph and give her a few tips on not being so feisty." Then he leaned down and over you, kissing you once in a loving manner before fixing himself and leaving the room.

~☆~

The voices from downstairs were all quiet, and you wondered vaguely if everyone had gone home. Then Seán at last came into the spare bedroom, wearing a smile that you could only describe as proud. He scooped you up into his arms and carried you into his ensuite, setting you on the edge if the sink and pressing a kiss to your lips before running the water on hot. He filled the tub without a word, adding bubbles for you before settling you down into the water.

The silence was eating away at you, but you did not dare break it.

Your dom washed you with as much care as the last time, but he pressed kisses to your skin as he washed you. Then, at long last, he opened his mouth to speak. "Well? What do you think about my idea of a party? Did you have fun?"

You considered it for a moment before nodding. "Yes, sir, I did."

"Good. The next one won't be for awhile, though. We do them sparingly. I do believe that once Mark's sub is properly trained, he will want to throw his own party."

He spoke so non-chalantly, but your stomach twisted. You knew that Seán would be invited to such a party, which only meant that, in a way, Stephanie would get her fantasy fulfilled after all.

Friend or not, you frowned a little, unable to help yourself. The frown deepened until you could bear it no longer. "Please don't go..." you whispered, ashamed of yourself for even speaking out loud.

"Don't go? I am going nowhere, except perhaps to grab you a towel--"

"I mean to Mark's party. I-if he has one. Please..." Your hands found his, and you squeezed them tightly, hoping he would return the gesture as a form of reassurance. "Please don't go. Stephanie is his sub, she..."

"I know she is. Kitten...." Seán stroked your wet cheek, brushing away tears that you did not feel until they were suddenly gone. "Our parties are a sign of trust amongst friends. I trusted him enough to come to mine, and it's only fair that, should he throw one, I attend." There was a slight rut between his eyebrows. "You would consider it cheating on you, is that it?"

Yes... yes I would...