His red scarf [Feitan X Reader]

Chapter nineteen

The room was dimly lit with candles, as obviously the abandoned building had no electricity. In the gloom, you watched as Feitan slowly removed his trousers and slipped out of his boxers, watching you writhe with impatience. He grazed his hands along your body, softly to make you shiver as he climbed on top of you.

Bringing his head down, he started gently kiss one nipple, massaging the other breast. The kisses quickly turned into sucks, coating your nipple with saliva. He pulled back and blew softly, sending your body into a cascade of shivers. He moved onto the next one, this time sucking and biting until both were completely hard.

Then he snaked his hands down your sides, applying slight pressure to make sure you knew he was in control. His hands reached your womanhood and he began massaging your clit, gently at first, soon applying more pressure making the encounter much rougher.

"Stop Teasing me" you growled, frustrated at the fact that he was enjoying toying with you in such a vulnerable position.

"Beg me" He commanded, before slipping two fingers into you

Gasping at the sudden contact, your breathing became heavy as he pushed in and out rhythmically. After a moment he pulled out completely. Looking up, you met his eyes

"Beg me. I won't ask again."

"Feitan, I need you in me. In need you now. I can't take it. Fuck me senseless Daddy"

Satisfied with your response, he positioned himself above your entrance and plunged himself inside you, causing your to scream and your eyes roll back at his intense size. Your hands tugged harshly against your restraints, only resulting in your wrists being rubbed and cut.

He began to pump in and out of you, slowly at first, but quickly building up speed. After a while, he paused and reached over to the bed side table. Confused at the absence of movement, you glanced over to the table and a wicked smile spread across your face.

In his hand, Feitan held a candle, brimming with melted wax. His eyes met yours, and he recognised a fresh gleam of excitement in your [E/C] orbs. He loved this side of you, loved watching you squirm under him in an overwhelming mix of pleasure and pain. He lived for it. It was a feeling he never realised he needed before now.

Resuming his thrusting, he tipped the candle forwards, allowing the hot wax to fall and splatter across your bare chest. You screamed and writhed about in agony, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes.

"More! MORE!" you screamed at the top of your lungs

Obliging, Feitan once again tipped the candle and watched as the wax fell of your sensitive breasts, causing you to scream out once again. After this, his thrusts became more desperate. Seeing you in such pain excited him more than you would ever know. He was close, and so were you. A ball started to form at the bottom of your stomach. No, it was more like a pit. This was the most pleasure you had ever received. Partly because you were experiencing it with him.

Your legs began to insanely twitch as he dumped the rest of the candle wax all over your body, resulting in you letting out an intense scream of pleasure as your walls closed around him and you came, with him quickly following suit.

You lay there panting, exhausted, swimming about in the wave of pleasure and numbing pain. In ecstasy. Feitan slumped down next to you, panting, a thin layer of sweat building up on the side of his face. You both lay there, in the gloomy room that stank of sex and pleasure. A smell you both adored.

After a moment of recollection, Feitan turned to you

"Ready for round two..."