Cameron Thompson.

25. Dominant. "Do I blame myself? Absolutely. Is it my fault? No. Do I know it’s not my fault? Sometimes. Will I continue to blame myself ? Always."

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eduardoxvaldes

“It is a pleasure … yes, I …” Eduardo thought of the familia, still out there, still surviving, he hoped, without him. Aside from this constant, nagging, worry, he was well. “For the most part yes I am enjoying it. It is strange to live among so many others.”

For the most part yes I am enjoying it. It is strange to live among so many others. Cameron chuckled and nodded, looking at the other male. “Yeah, definitely. I mean, it’s different from what we’re all used to. But, I guess it’s better than being out there, you know? At least we’re safe,” Cameron said and nodded, shrugging his shoulders casually. “Can’t -- Can’t really complain when things are like this, right?”

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cleovidales:

“Sweetheart; that’s bullshit and I think we both know it. -I mean, don’t get me wrong, some people practically need them in order to survive and I cherish those too pure souls, but others? We do just fine holding up our own confidence.” Her words held a hint of knowing, as did the look she shot his way, as if reminding me him of some kind of a secret that they were both aware of. “Because I believe that at least ninety percent of the dominants here only desire compliments if they’re coming past the lips of some sweet submissive, not a fellow dominant sounding like they’re trying to appease you for some unknown reason.” Depending on her tone, the words could have been taken as rude in one way or another, but Cleo was always in good spirits and far from looking to purposely offend anyone - something she tended to stray from unless she felt such behaviors became necessary. 

So, she had been right. The confirmation was less a shock for her and more like someone repeating a fact that she already knew, even though he wasn’t going to speak further on it. However, that was okay, she wouldn’t push where she shouldn’t, even if curiosity wanted her too. “Fair enough.” She nodded, letting it drop like the flip of a switch. Pale eyes drifted to the punching bag, noting his question, before her lips curled upwards, releasing a stifled breath of laughter. “What about me makes you think that I haven’t struck one of these before?” She asked, her gaze landing back upon him, a brow quirking in question.

Sweetheart; that’s bullshit and I think we both know it. - I mean, don’t get me wrong, some people practically need them in order to survive and I cherish those too pure souls, but others? We do just fine holding up our own confidence. Cameron chuckled and shrugged his shoulders casually as he looked at the other brunette, his arms crossed over his chest as he waited for her to respond to his question. Because I believe that at least ninety percent of the dominants here only desire compliments if they’re coming past the lips of some sweet submissive, not a fellow dominant sounding like they’re trying to appease you for some unknown reason. Cameron hummed and nodded. “Well, honestly, compliments from anyone is always awesome, whether they’re from dominants or submissives. Compliments are compliments. Do you care where they come from?”  

Fair enough. When she didn’t push the subject, honestly, Cameron had been a little shocked. He had expected her to continue question it but when she didn’t, it felt nice. Cameron shrugged his shoulders and laughed as he saw her eyes drift to the punching bag, while her lips curled upwards and then a laugh fell off her lips soon after. What about me makes you think that I haven’t struck one of these before? "I don’t know. Have you?” 

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sefinaholt:

Dark hues drifted, from the bookshelves to him, though her fingertips stayed rested against the spine of one of the books, as if assuming her attention would drift right back to them after just a moment. However, that wasn’t at all the case; instead her eyes landed on him and held there, at first, listening to be polite but then seeming unable to pull her focus away all together. His words were slow, purposeful, and Sefina was undoubtedly caught in the web. A lump formed in her throat and she felt almost short of breath, goosebumps rising up upon her skin as if by command. Slender fingers curled slightly, grasping at the book as he grew closer, a warmth having grown within her stomach at his all too forward words and moved to overtake the entirety of her body, flushing her features. “N-no…” She stuttered out after a moment, voice barely there, sounding unsure of herself. “I…have thought about it..being me…” She admitted, fingers curling further around the book as she spoke, body seeming to shift ever so slightly towards the shelf subconsciously, as if it was a safe place for her to fall back on. “But not…not the other stuff… T-though it has m-made me…uh…” Under normal circumstances, she didn’t think she would be able to look at him while confessing such things while looking at him, if she would have spoken them at all - but she couldn’t seem to pull herself from his gaze. “W-wet…you know? D-down…down there.”

Cameron looked at Sefina as her fingertips stayed rested against the spine of one of the books, and he shrugged his shoulders casually before looking at the brunette and no longer the book in her hands. He spoke, making the words come out from his lips slowly and laced with seduction. N-no. Cameron chuckled softly when she stuttered, the words coming out with a voice that was barely there at the time. I.. Have thought about it... Being me. The grin on the dark-haired male’s lips widened and he looked at the brunette as her fingers curled further around the book and he knew now that his words had made an impact on her. As Cameron moved closer to her, he watched her body lean against the shelf. But not... Not the other stuff. Thought it has m-made me... uh... Cameron raised his eyebrows and looked at her, nodding his head as in a way to tell her to go on. W-wet, you know? D-down... Down there. Letting his tongue slide quickly across his bottom lip, the male cleared his throat and nodded. “Uh-huh,” he spoke and sunk his feet into his bottom lip. “That’s -- That’s actually kinda hot,” Cameron whispered, keeping his voice as quiet as possible, so that only the two of them could hear it. “Do you take care of it too then, hmm?” 

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resiliicnt:

       as his hands took hold of her hips she took advantage of the opportunity, grinding into him harder as she’s given stability and a steady grip. his audible groans withdrew a small WHINE from her lips. audibly voicing without spoken words that she too needed him. her body felt hot and flushed all over, need present. claire tried to hold onto dwindling shreds of self control. but the game could only be played so long before a victor needed to arise. she was about to be that victor, but strong hands flip her body over. she knew she could fight him, resist, but claire was not succumbing to her own needs. his own expression matched hers in a way, and at his words she grins up to him. it was as if he opened a gate and claire quickly stepped through hands lifting from the bed to work at his pants. the sheets were cool and soothing against her exposed back as hands work on unbuttoning. she realized then she really was only ever on bottom with cameron, another exhilarating part of being with him. her lips greet his again as he kisses her, enjoying the feverish presses, and vocalizing so but moaning softly, quietly. just loud enough for the two to hear. hands grip his jeans bunching up fabric before yanking it downwards. lips part from his in a small break for air, but lips quickly attach to his shoulder as she sucks at he skin wantingly. she pushes the fabric downward before lips detach and forehead presses to his shoulder instead. she looks down at her work his jeans now bunched at his ankles meanwhile fingers curl around the hem of his boxers and she also pulls them down towards his ankles. immediately hand lifts to his member, cupping before hand grips it fully. claire’s thumb swipes across the head before she releases her hold and lifts her head once more back to look at him. her head settles back into a fluffy pillow and then her fingers hook around her panties. claire arches her back slightly and chest presses to his in result as she pulls down panties. the air hits her heat and she inhales sharply before moving her legs to slide them off and to the bottom of the bed. now claires the one biting her lip, hard enough to draw the smallest taste of blood, and so she releases her lip to lift hands and wind them around his neck, hands gripping at the skin of his back as she draws herself closer to him. allowing him to have control for a few lingering moments.

A moan fell from Cameron’s mouth when she took the advantage of the opportunity, grinding into him harder as his hands had let go of her hips. The whine that fell from the brunette’s lips made Cameron’s whole body shake in anticipation for what would come. Claire’s body felt warm pressed against his, and a shiver went down the male’s neck as the two of them continued to kiss each other as if their lives depended on it. Cameron soon flipped her over, pressing her back against the mattress. He felt her hands grip his jeans, bunching up the fabric before yanking it downwards. As Claire pressed her lips against his shoulder, he felt her suck at the skin and his eyelids fluttered shut as the fabric was pushed downwards before her forehead pressed his shoulder instead. Cameron used his feet to push the jeans down, while Claire’s fingers curled around the hem of his boxers. 

It didn’t take long until he felt Claire’s hand wrap around his hardened member and a small gasp fell from the male’s lips as her thumbs swiped across the head before she released her hold on him. When she lifted her head, locking her eyes with his, he took a deep breath and swallowed as her head settled back onto the fluffy pillow. Watching her, Cameron saw how she hooked her fingers around her panties and when he arched her back slightly off the mattress, the female’s chest pressed into his and soon enough the panties was removed, which made the grin on his lips grow. He leaned in and pressed his lips against Claire’s harshly, taking her bottom lip in-between his teeth and tugging at it before his hands moved to the area in-between their stomachs, grabbing his member, the male moved his member towards her entrance, pushing her legs slightly further apart with the help of his legs.

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sefinaholt:

Despite how the words had been, there was admittedly some reassurance thanks to them, trusting that the other knew what he was talking about. “I don’t think we can, actually.” She responded as she glanced over her shoulder to where he was standing, though there was doubt even within her own tone. “The rules given said we must obey orders and show respect to both the switches and the dominants.” It wasn’t until he gestured to the books that her mind actually focused in on the fact that they had reached their destination - or that they had held one to begin with, her eyes shifting to take the room in and immediately, there was some relief, a feeling that she had some kind of safe place. The edges of her lips eased upwards, the submissive stepping further inside, lifting a hand to trail it along the books, taking in some of the titles. She was distracted, but not enough that she hadn’t heard him, his words causing her to laugh softly. “You mean like…excited goosebumps?” She questioned, unsure of how else to phrase it, but sure from his words that he was speaking of goosebumps from a certain kind of excitement. “I mean some of the have sex; some more…detailed than others.” 

The rules given say we must obey orders and show respect to both the switches and the dominants. Cameron nodded and moved a hand to the back of his neck, in which he rubbed slightly frustrated. He knew that. “Guess I gotta re-read the manual some day, huh?” Cameron said and chuckled softly. You mean like excited goosebumps? “Yeah, like,” he said and leaned against the bookshelf, crossing his arms over his chest. “Goosebumps that make your whole body shake with anticipation. That,” he said and pushed himself off the shelf, moving towards where Sefina was. The smile on his lips widened and he shrugged his shoulders. “Goosebumps that, when you’re sitting there, reading the story between these two people, you can feel your body reacting, wishing it was you being done those things to,” Cameron spoke quietly, his voice low and seductive. As he approached her, he laughed and bit his lip. “Goosebumps that make your hands slide from your knee, and up to your thigh as sweat slides down your neck and towards your chest...” Standing in front of her, he grinned and shrugged his shoulders casually. “Those kinds of goosebumps.” 

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sefinaholt:

His question caused a laugh to fall from her lips, real and genuine, the girl seeming at ease if only for a moment. “No, not quite.” She responded, her eyes upon his own and a smile upon her lips. “I do think that life can be one sometimes though. …in a way.” It was a bit cheesy, even she knew that, but it was the truth. Her eyes dropped downwards once more, knowing there was no way to deny her worry even if she wanted to. “I mean…a little. I don’t want to upset or anger anyone, you know? …I don’t want to do anything wrong.” Her attention lifted back to him, relief at his words, pleased to know that she at least hadn’t done anything wrong as of yet. “That’s nice to hear. I promise I’ll do my best to keep that true.” It was the next question that caused her expression to drop, as did her eyes, fingers toying once again with the fabric of her dress. She was silent for a moment, stepping past him to go inside and stopping just a few feet inside the doorway when there, nipping at the inside of her cheek. “I, uh…try not think about that.” She admitted, not that she was afraid of sex or afraid of someone wanting her, but she was afraid of someone being too harsh, being too forceful when she wasn’t ready. “I think I’ll learn to deal with it when it comes…”

“Honestly, I think you’re going to be fine. You’re not going to piss anyone off. Really, trust me. I know it when I see it. People around here are going to love you,” he spoke and absentmindedly licked his lips as he looked at the dark-haired girl walking next to him. How could they not, she was beautiful. Then again, all the women here were, really. Cameron looked at Sefina as her eyes dropped and her hands began to play with her dress. It made him wonder, did the word sex make her feel uncomfortable? Was she as innocent as he thought she looked like? I think I’ll learn to deal with it when it comes. “Well, yeah, but just remember, you are allowed to say no,” Cameron said and looked at the brunette as she entered the room. He followed her and closed the door behind him, leaving the two of them on their own in there. Looking at the books, Cameron stared at Sefina and smiled, “So... Here you go. Books as far as you can see. Read your heart out.” He chuckled softly and walked over to a couple of the books on the shelves. “Have you ever read a story that just, you know, left goosebumps on your skin? I mean, I feel like books are very... Very, you know, filtered. You don’t see someone fucking in a library in books, do you?” 

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sefinaholt:

Her teeth released her lip but her tongue darted out, wettening them as she nodded, listening carefully to his words and taking note of them. Interaction for her was hard enough a task without having to worry about what might happen if she angered someone, the last thing she wanted to do anyway. “I, just…it’s different.” She stuttered, eyes dropping, fingers toying with her dress and thoughts spinning as she did her best to try and explain. “The only thing I can think to compare any of it to is some of the things I’ve read; there’s old books where people talk about having servants but sometimes there were special rules and I just…” Dark orbs flashed back up to him and she gave a shrug, the nervousness she felt clear. “I don’t want to do anything wrong.” To say she was okay with being a submissive felt a little off, after all, the girl was anything but experienced, but she did understand why and how she had received the title - anything else would almost be more uncomfortable. “I mean I…I guess I’m not really excited about it or anything but…I’m definitely not a switch or a dominant.” She admitted sheepishly, a small laugh falling from her lips and her cheeks darkening, before his question caused her nerves to kick back in. “Sort of? I mean, they told me that you guys have more leeway and that I have to obey switches and dominants and that you guys can, uh…claim and punish us.”

"You really like books, huh? Are you the kind of girl who believes in fairytales, too?” Cameron questioned and looked at the girl with raised eyebrows. She was definitely pretty, and someone who people around here was going to enjoy furiously; he thought. The nervousness that was radiating from her was clear. “Are you scared?” he asked curiously. I don’t want to do anything wrong. “Well, you don’t have to worry about that with me. You’re not doing anything wrong, sweetheart, and I highly doubt you ever can,” he spoke confidently, nodding his head, wanting to make her feel comfortable. Cameron smiled softly and a soft hum fell from his lips as he noticed the darkening of her cheeks. They told me that you guys have more leeway and that I have to obey switches and dominants and that you guys can, uh... Claim and punish us. He nodded. “Punish you sounds so... Ridiculous, but yeah, I guess that’s true. What do you think about the whole claiming thing though? I mean, do you mind the fact that some people here are going to only want you for sex?” He put his hand on a door handle, pushed open the door and nodded for her to enter the room, where the books would be. He was a man of his words after-all. 

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sefinaholt:

Her bottom lip eased inwards at the question, teeth sinking into her lower lip nervously, worried that she had somehow offended him with the guess. “That’s wrong, isn’t it?” She inquired, voice gentle, before she nipped at her lip once more. A dominant - she had been wrong. Though now she couldn’t help but wonder if this was how all dominants were or if she had somehow simply been lucky with her first encounter. “Y-yes. …I’m not doing anything wrong; am I?” She knew what the place was, knew how things worked, that in less words she was there to serve the dominants - but the closest thing she knew to compare it to was a servant or maid, like those she had read about in old books, and she couldn’t help but wonder if there were more rules - that perhaps she wasn’t allowed to speak to him or that she was only supposed to address him a certain way and not bother him with her own troubles, like her hunt for some kind of reading material. Dark eyes drifted from him face, down to the floor, her slim shoulders lifting in a shrug. She wasn’t entirely sure what to think, if she was being honest, she didn’t understand the point of it, didn’t understand the need for testing of this kind when the world outside their walls had so many different problems that needed overcome. “I don’t mind my label, if that’s what you’re asking. I understand it, but…I guess I just don’t understand the reason. It seems a little silly, you know?” Her gaze lifted back to him, almost looking for understanding, hoping the words made sense when spoken allowed. 

Cameron chuckled and waved his hand, as if to just brush it off. “It’s fine, honestly. Don’t worry about it,” the dark-haired male spoke and nodded as he kept his brown eyes on her the whole time. “You’re not doing anything wrong, just... Keep in mind as to who you’re talking to. You might find someone who isn’t as welcoming as me when it comes to the whole dominant - submissive - switch stuff,” Cameron spoke quietly and licked his lips absentmindedly. “Why would you think you’re doing anything wrong?” Cameron asked. He watched as her shoulders lifted, in a shrug, and he couldn’t help but wonder what the answer was. I don’t mind my label, if that’s what you’re asking. I understand it, but... I guess I just don’t understand the reason. It seems a little silly, you know? Cameron smiled softly and nodded, as he understood. To begin with, he didn’t understand it either. Hell, he still doesn’t really understand but he’s just rolling with it. “So, you don’t mind being a sub?” Cameron spoke and looked at Sefina, “You do know what doms can and can’t do, right?” he questioned curiously, looking at her with slightly raised eyebrows. 

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sefinaholt:

This time when he laughed, she grew uncomfortable, lips twisting in uncertainty, perhaps due to the fact that she had already been worried that she was going to say or word something wrong. Her eyes hesitantly flickered to him but at the question, she realized he wasn’t laughing so much because of the question as he was the fact that she had to ask, as if such things should have been obvious “I…” She genuinely hadn’t thought about it, not about what he was or even how to identify what someone was. Was there a way to tell? After all, they had to run tests to sort them so there had to be something more to it, but the feeling that she was lacking some kind of necessary knowledge was most unwelcome. “A-are you a…a switch?” And it was her best guess, attempting to judge it off personality alone; he was kind, polite, but definitely not as reserved and quiet as she herself was and perhaps that made him a switch, her thoughts connecting to think that perhaps the dominants were more brash, more like the people in charge.

Cameron raised a brow and looked at Sefina. “I come across as a switch, huh?” The male chuckled and shook his head. “I’m sorry, nut no. I’m not. I’m a dom,” he spoke and grinned, keeping his brown eyes on the woman, raising his eyebrow slowly. “Now.. You’re a... You’re a sub?” he questioned and licked his lips absentmindedly, the smirk only seemed to grow on his lips. He was kind of surprised that she had thought of him as a switch. Maybe it was because of the fact that he wasn’t cruel, because a lot of dominant people that he knew of were exactly that. They radiated dominance constantly, and Cameron did too, just mostly behind closed doors and whenever he’s with someone else. On the outside, he could nicely glide into any of the three categories without people really realizing, and it was exactly what he had hoped for when he had first arrived. He needed to blend in, though that didn’t mean he wouldn’t have some fun while trying to figure out who had killed his parents. “What are your thoughts about the whole thing? The, putting people into different categories or whatever?” 

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sefinaholt:

The sound of laughter vibrating from his lips caused her to smile, her gaze lifting to him, the sound seeming to ease a good portion of her nerves. At least that was until his question, and then her expression faltered, eyes dropping to her arm at near the same moment that they slowed to a stop. Her dark eyes drifted from her arm to his own, offering little more than a nod. “Yeah…” She breathed, almost silently, her hand absentmindedly drifting to that spot, as if to protect it. “They said it’s so they can make sure we’re healthy. And that it lets us into the places we’re allowed.” There was a hesitance to her words, as if she was trying to justify the use of the chip even though she herself was unsure that it was necessary. “It’s sore…like a bruise.” She added, almost as an afterthought, something she hadn’t entirely meant to speak aloud. Her eyes traced over the features of his face, lips pulling down slightly, as if saddened or troubled by the fact that he didn’t know how long he had been here - but she did her best to ignore it, trying to focus on his next words. “That’s good. Are you, um…w-what are you?” She questioned, the words meant to be a question for him but coming out as if even she was confused, not exactly sure how she was meant to ask about the titles this place gave. 

They said it’s so they can make sure we’re healthy. And that it lets us into the places we’re allowed. He hummed and nodded as he remembered the stuff he had been told, when he first got here, which seemed to be exactly what she had been told. “Yeah, that’s what they told me too,” he spoke and nodded, lifting his head a little bit as his hands moved around inside of his pockets absentmindedly, something he often did, though he didn’t really know why. Looking over at Sefina, he gave her a gentle and friendly smile, having a feeling that she was absolutely terrified, which was understandable. After all, this place was filled with people looking at you, examining you, the second you put your feet inside of the hallways. Are you, um... W-What are you? Raising an eyebrow at Sefina, he couldn’t help but laugh a little. Coming to a halt, the two of them were now in a hallway less occupied as the other one, “Just out of curiosity, what do you think I am?”

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yourxxemmaline:

“Y-yes, Sir,” Emmaline said, her tone pouty and she didn’t want to hold still, but the way he said made her feel as though she couldn’t disobey him. It only increased how aroused she was, pussy clenching again without her being able to help it. “It feels good,” she responded to him, eyes on his for a moment and at the stopping of all movements, she released a cry of displeasure. “Pretty, pretty please?” she asked, staring at him intently, inwardly promising herself she’d be good, “Please, Sir. It feels so much better than anything…” she trailed off with a whine as his lips explored her skin. It was so hard to stay still, feeling as though she needed to be held down instead of this. “Please, can I move?” she asked, watching him with wide eyes, and the moans were slipping out before she even realized it. As he moved his hand and mouth over her breast, she tried to stay still but then she shifted, pressing her chest out, pushing her breasts towards him, wanting more than he was giving. “Can’t,” she gasped, all these new things seeming too much and not enough at the same time, “Need to move.”

"It’s supposed to feel good,” he spoke quietly and grinned as she responded to him, telling him that his actions were making her feel good, which had been his intention of course. The smirk on Cameron’s lips widened when she continued to beg him, and it made him tilt his head to the side as he watched her staring back at him, silently begging him to do something. Please, Sir. It feels so much better than anything. He chuckled and shook his head when he kept his brown eyes on her. “I have a lot of other stuff I can do to you to make you feel even better,” he spoke confidently as the dark-haired male watched her while he moved his lips across her wet skin. Please, can I move? Cameron shook his head as he started massaging her breast, while his tongue slid across the female’s left nipple, and when she pushed her chest out, he instantly stopped and pulled back, looking at Emmaline with raised eyebrows while his hands moved to her hips, his nails digging into the skin carefully. 

“Hmm... With the amount you’re moving I should have just tied your hands and body down to the bed so you would actually listen,” he hummed and kept tilting his head back and forth, while his brown eyes watched Emmaline intensely. His other hand traveled from her breast and towards her stomach, his fingertips moved in small circular movements before they continued further down. “How much do you want me, Emmaline? Tell me. Tell me how much you want me to fuck you?” Leaning in, he pecked her lips softly. “Tell me how much you want,” he spoke, moving his hand back down in-between her legs, sliding two fingers between her folds, his lips slightly parted as he watched her, “me to push my long fingers inside of you,” he continued and grinned, a small smug expression on his lips as he moved his hand slowly back and forth, his lips kissing hers gently. Cameron loved sex. He loved women, and he would sure as hell show every girl just how much if he had the possibility to do so. 

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sefinaholt:

Upon entering the experiment, Sefina was nervous - she still was, but mostly because she wasn’t entirely sure how things or people inside would be. Those in charge seemed decent, but there was definitely a lack of friendly faces, the people she had encountered seeming to hold no time for anything beyond serious matters. She was just thankful that this male seemed different, polite and friendly, and she could only hope that it wasn’t just a lucky first meeting and that others were the same. “It seems nice…” She admitted after a moment, though it was clear by her tone that there was hesitance. “It’s…different.” Dark eyes shifted from the floor to her arm, the chip placed inside of it practically the definition of different, and she resisted the urge to mess with it once again by forcing herself to glance up at him. “How…how long have you been here?”

It seems nice. It’s different. Cameron chuckled and nodded. “I would think so, yeah,” he said and chuckled softly as he looked at Sefina, whose dark eyes shifted from the floor to her arm. “They put it in there, did they?” he spoke and nodded towards the forearm. He slowed down and came to a stop, putting his hand on the back of his neck, pushing the hair slightly out of the way and turning towards Sefina. “They put something in here,” he said and pointed towards the area that itched so badly sometimes that he felt like clawing it out. How... How long have you been here? He narrowed his eyes a little and thought about it. How long had he been here now? “Oh, uh... A while, yeah. Uh, time kind of flies when you’re here,” he spoke and shrugged his shoulders, slightly worried about the fact that he could barely remember how long he’s been in the Tower. “I like it here though,” he spoke smugly and shrugged his shoulders. Things probably would have been different. He would have been thinking differently if he hadn’t been a dominant. He knew that. 

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sefinaholt:

The muscles within her arm tensed as he shifted her hand, tilting it at near the same moment that he leaned down, but when he pressed the kiss to her skin she relaxed once more, though she could feel the warmth of her cheeks returning with even stronger a force than before. She had read about people greeting in such a way before, mostly in the really old books she found, but never before had she seen or had someone greet her in such a way. Nor had she had anyone call her pretty. “T-thank you.” She replied, though this time the smile on her lips seemed more genuine, more flattered than it was forced and unsure. Her hand fell back to her side but as she turned, moving the direction of which he nodded, her fingers found the fabric of her dress, toying with the material nervously. “Yes.” She confirmed with a nod, glancing at him briefly before putting her focus back in front of her, head down as her feet led her back down the hallway. “I, uh…I just got here this morning, actually.”

Humming softly, the dark-haired male nodded. “You’re welcome,” Cameron spoke and grinned as he noticed how the girl’s cheeks seemed to turn a bright pink, which made him extremely happy because it meant at least she found him charming. At least that’s what he thought, anyways. As the two of them walked next to one another, down the corridor, Cameron glanced over at Sefina as she toyed with the dress she was wearing. I, uh... I just got here this morning, actually. “Oh, that new, huh?” Cameron said and chuckled as he pushed his hands into his pockets. “And, what do you think so far?” 

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yourxxemmaline:

Emmaline continued to moan and whimper for him, his guidance exactly what she needed as she gave into the temptations he offered. “Please,” she said with a small nod, eyes quickly wide and on his, surprised where he was touching her. It felt so much better than she imagined, and she closed her eyes, gasping against his lips. With his hands no longer holding her still, it was fight from what she wanted to do more, find the pressure of his fingers inside her and leaning up to kissing him deeper than he’d given her so far. Her pussy clenched and she rolled her hips over his fingers, moaning louder  with the touch to her sensitive skin. Words felt lost with the want for whatever he needed, giving it to him, just for the overwhelmed thought of everything she’d fantasized about since seeing the different playthings. And here he was, touching her, as though preparing her for an instance when she’d be allowed to be a part of such things. “More,” she demanded with a whine, the desperation present in her tone, her innocence exuding with how exciting these moments were.

The begging was definitely something that Cameron enjoyed. Listening to her desperate plea for more, made the smirk on his lips grow as he watched her eyes wide at his touch, and it almost seemed like she was surprised that he would do it. Cameron’s dark brown eyes were open, as he watched her eyes close while a gasp fell from Emmaline’s mouth while her lips were still pressed to his. “Stop moving,” he spoke through pressed lips, as she had rolled her hips over his fingers and although he loved the noises she was making because of it, he wanted to take his take. He could feel the wetness on his fingers and he smirked into the kiss before he pulled back and looked at her as she demanded more. 

“Are you making demands now, huh?” Cameron asked quietly, laughing and shaking his head as he stopped the movement of his hand, keeping it still as he stared into her eyes. Moving his lips from hers, down her neck and towards the top of her chest, Cameron sucked on the skin and grinned as he continued wait to devour her in every possible way and angle. “Good things come to those who wait, you know,” he spoke and grinned as he removed his hand out from between her legs, moving it to the other breast as he kissed the wet skin, letting his tongue slide out and flicker against the hardened nipple. 

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sefinaholt:

A light flush overtook tanned cheeks, the feeling of so many people watching and having their attention upon her all too foreign, leaving her feeling almost surrounded. Her dark eyes flickered, between the male who actually acknowledged her and the others standing behind him, a sensation of relief washing over her as they finally turned to head back from the way they had come, allowing some of the tension to leave her muscles. “If-if you don’t mind.” She nodded in response, bottom lip shifting slightly as her teeth sunk down onto it, trying her best to keep her attention upon him and not simply apologize and retreat back to her assigned bunk. His words felt off, because home as she knew it wasn’t this building, but she supposed that now - it was. “Thank you.” She responded on a breath, forcing herself to lift her hand and extend it his way, a hesitant smile taking it’s place upon her lips. “I-I’m Sefina.” 

Cameron grinned and shook his head as he took in the dark-haired female. “Oh, I don’t mind at all,” he spoke and nodded, the smile on his lips soft yet playful. Thank you. He looked down at her hand, as she extended it his way, and he licked his lips as he reached out and took her hand into his larger one, tilting it over and leaning down, pressing his lips gently against the top of the girl’s hand, then shaking it and giving it a squeeze. “Sefina, hmm? Pretty name for a pretty girl. It’s a pleasure to meet you, sweetheart.” Keeping his brown eyes on her, Cameron realized that she had to be really new, because he hadn’t seen her around before. “So, you’re new to all of this, huh?” Cameron questioned quietly and nodded in the direction that she wanted to go, to find the books. 

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yourxxemmaline:

Emmaline shrugged a little at his question, biting on her lip to hide the growing smile, so pleased to hear he found her attractive. The gentle kiss didn’t feel like enough, even the tug of her lip was teasing and released soft whimpers of want. She gasped when her body was moving with his, able to feel him pressed to her sensitive skin. “Yes, Sir,” she said in response to his comment, almost laughing as she felt her playful side fighting knowing that she had done something he liked. Her head tilted back, quiet gasps falling from her parted lips and when she tried to move to her toes, the hold to her hips stopped her from going anywhere. The first moan was quiet, the knowledge that he was holding her as he wished and she was overwhelmed with the lovely feelings swirling within her. One of his hands moved and her breathing grew even faster, almost ragged with the intensity of want and at the same time, frustrating that she wanted this and it wasn’t happening yet. “Please, Sir,” she groaned softly, not wanting to choose anything, just as long as he kept his hands on her, “Your hands.” 

The whimpers leaving Emmaline's made Cameron even more excited about the sounds and words he hoped he would be able to make her scream out loud later on. The gasp leaving the girl's mouth, made him tug even harsher on the bottom lip as she agreed to his comment about being called Sir. Honestly, Cameron hadn't been with a girl who called him Sir before, so it was definitely different from anything he had ever experienced before but he was all for it right now. As he pressed his lips to her neckline, he felt her tilt her head backwards and against the wall behind him. Cameron pulled his head back and looked at Emmaline with raised eyebrows as the moan leaving her lips were quiet, which he was definitely planning on making louder as time went by. Please, Sir. Your hands. "My hands, Huh? What? Hmm? Do you want me to touch you?" He questioned and grinned as he pressed his forehead against hers, making their eyes lock with one another as he moved his other hand from her hip and in-between their bodies, pressing his fingers softly against her core. “Like this?” he questioned and chuckled. 

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