After what had happened you spent your down time thinking about what on earth you were gonna do. As far as the GDA was concerned nothing was going on. You played with a small flame held in your hand, thinking to yourself nobody knows so why worry?
Maybe because you still have to show up to work tonight. Forced to go back into that same prison, taking vitals of a planet leveling man that you just happened to makeout with hours before.
As you pulled on your lab coat around your shoulders you found yourself checking your appearance in the mirror. You couldn't seriously be making sure that you looked good, days before this you couldn't have cared less and would roll your eyes at any remark he made toward youm now you're trying to look presentable?
You shake your head at yourself running a hand down your face. Maybe you should stop worrying. After all it only happened once....or twice. You couldn't really remember but that's besides the point.
It was once because you both were bored and it didn't mean anything else and today, hopefully everything will go back to normal you'll walk into the confined space and look at him with some sort of contempt or however you should be looking at him. You nodded to yourself curtly deciding that's what you'd do.
The drive to work was nearly torturous, your heart beating so fast it hurt your chest. Millions of thoughts filling your mind to the brim. You turned up the cool air, trying to make your body temperature go down. Turning the radio up trying to silence your thoughts. Once you actually got to the building everything got worse. You were standing right outside the multiple doors, key card in shaky hand. You didn't want to go in but you also really didn't not wanna go in. You groan at yourself, shaking your head as you slide your card past the lock.
The doors opened with a his one after the other after the other. You swayed slightly, trying to calm your nerves, scratching your palms anxiously. Unable to deny the fluttering feeling deep in your stomach. As the last doors opened you breathe in, stepping through the threshold. Shoes padding on the floor.
Setting your bag down, you didn't wanna look where he normally was-
Wait normally was. Your head snaps toward where he was usually encased. Your stomach sinks seeing the metal walls bent creating a giant hole. Your eyes were glued to the opening, had he escaped?
You back up slowly eventually feeling a large, warm presence. Bumping into it slowly, your eyes go wide as you slowly look up. Met with the jagged smile you normally were now looking down at you.
"Hey sunshine." Conquest grinned, standing behind you. Eyes so intense it felt like they were burning a hole into you.
Shit.
You turn around, clutching your chest head craning your neck up to take him in fully. He was so much bigger than you realized now that he was out of his confines. And he was so much...naked-er. He was tall enough to block out the lights overhead. Shoulders bigger than your head, and broad as they were big. Biceps as big as his thighs, an absolute unit in every sense of the word. You could barley believe it but based on just how large his head was you supposed you should have. You pried your wandering eyes back up the vast expanse of his body before they traveled too far down.
You shieled your eyes, looking at the opposite wall.
Your face was hot, burning up. "W-what are you- what're you doing out of confinement? How'd you- we could get into so much trouble, I don't understand why did you-"
Two thick fingers gripped your chin and cut off your rambling. Slowly he turned your face toward him. He bent slighlty at the hip, both intimidating and alluring.
"You're awful talkative today, doc. Thought we could skip the analytics and get straight to the good part." His gravely voice spilled from his lips. "I was kinda gettin' bored with, limited access."
His eyes roamed over your form. Your nails dug into your arms. You couldn't believe this was happening, you weren't even sure what was happening. You found yourself trying to find a way out of this but you couldn't stop looking up at him and not just cause his huge hand was forcing you to.
"Wh...why- how?" You asked, dumbfounded.
His forefinger propped your chin up just a little more before he continued, "You really think that prison could hold me? Only reason I stuck around was cause I find you fascinating and based off of yesterday's events, I'm willing to bet your opinion of me doesn't differ all that much."
Your cheeks flared with heat at his words. How could you have let any of this happen? Of course the prison couldn't hold him. It never stood a chance, but he only stuck around for what, you? Surely it wasn't just because of you. You tried to say something, your eyes trying so hard not to look anywhere else but his eyes.
"You have to get back into your cell, what if the GDA comes here? What will you do? Do you know what this means for me? What's gonna happen to me?" You ramble. You seem to be doing a lot of that today.
"Hey." His voice cuts through your sputtering. His thumb stroking from side to side on your chin, his eyes went from yours down to your lips.
You felt your legs instantly turn to jelly. That fluttering deep in your stomach intensifying 10 fold.
"What're you so worried about?" His voice came out softer than you'd ever heard it before. "I promise to dismember anyone who tries to ruin this for me. I could even bathe you in their blood and lick it off...how's thay sound?"
The harsh words contrast with the softness in his voice, making you unsure of how to really feel. How confusing. How do you proceed? It's not like you can run away...it's not like you really wanted to.
"I'll take you sticking around as a good sign, though I'm gonna need some sorta confirmation that you want this. Can't read minds, kitten." He chuckles lowly in the broken way he does.
You swallow, eyes looking away. Everything you've been told about him. All your training, the lectures, briefings. Everything to do and not to do. All of it....seemed like muffled noise compared to the undeniably good feeling you got just from his huge, rough hand stroking your face. You feel yourself breathe in before looking back into his eyes...and nod. Yes.
His lips part to reveal a crooked grin. Pleased with the answer. His hands slid to your shoulders, gripping them tighter than necessary. He pulled you in, his nose grazing across your cheek, then pressing harder. He inhales deeply, a groan bubbling in the back of his throat.
"So sweet..." he croaked. Eyes closed and brows furrowed in concentration.
You let him continue, your eyes scrunched closed, your face burning up, palms sweaty, knees weak. And an undeniably deep feeling in your core.
His large hands, almost imperceptibly, shook as they held your shoulders. His grip was rough and unpracticed. Movements seemed to be solely based off of instinct as he inhaled your scent deeply. His large tongue slithered out from between his crooked teeth, the warm, wet muscle pushing itself flat onto the side of your neck, slowly traveling up to your ear.
Aggressive shivers ran up your spine. Your whole body tensed, you're breathing became shallow. You opened your eyes ever so slightly almost to confirm this was really happening and who it was really happening with.
As Conquest's tongue lathed over your ear there was something glaring in the back of his mind. He had no idea what he was doing. It was kinda like the excitment he felt while fighting, or tearing someone apart.
He wanted to bite you in different places, he wanted to draw blood and taste it. But his hands shook, his legs had the slightest tremble to them. It was like he was holding back the usual murderous intent, except this time it was replaced with the want to feel you in every intense way he could, to try and satiate this bizarre feeling in his lower abdomen. His serated teeth grazed over the top of you ear before biting down, testing how hard he could clench his jaw before you stopped him.
You squeaked as his teeth started to leave indents. His jaw relaxed at the sound, drool strung from your ear to his mouth as he pulled back. Looking you in the eyes. His were big, his normal scowl relaxing just a bit. He'd never heard a noise like that before, not in reaction to anything he'd ever done. It shown on his face, like he was slightly perplexed, his stoney eyes turning a fraction softer. Dribble slowly sliding down his sparsely stubbled chin.
You stared at his face, his eyes. The excitment flaring in you. You wanted to do so much but he was so big and there were so many places to start. It's like you two were frozen, neither one really knowing how to continue. He still manhandled you by your shoulders, it seemed to be what he was comfortable with. Even if it wasn't what you were normally used to.
He breathed in through his nose. Leaning forward before you could even decipher what was going on in his head, his lips pressed against yours. Harder than he intended but it made no difference to him. Your hands were left not knowing what to do or what to grab onto.
While his tongue overwhelmed your mouth, nearly suffocating you. You guide his hands down your arms and onto your lower back. Conquest immediately wrapping them around you, not much caring where they went so long as he could keep doing what he was doing. Your hands grabbed the back of his head, fingers carding through his short hair.
It was like he was trying to fit his entire tongue down your throat, he only knew that it felt different and good so he just kept doing it. His hands started to move experimentally. Squeezing and gripping too hard in different places.
You pushed your tongue against his and the moment you did he groaned into your mouth. His eyes rolling into the back of his skull. Like the reciprocation was immaculate. You hugged onto his head deepening the kiss, letting his deep groan vibrate through you. His massive hands pulled at your lab coat, not really having a plan in mind just wanting to accelerate whatever this was.
He stood up fully, leaving you to grip onto him for dear life. You wondered where he was going but he just kept his tongue and mouth moving against yours. One of his hands splayed itself on your back, holding you somewhat steady.
It was like he was trying to decide whether to look for a place to set you or to continue from where he stood. He was so overwhelmed with the sensation he couldn't make up his mind.
You pulled apart, breath ragged as you intook air you'd been needing for the past minute before giving him the help he seemed to need.
"Desk." You point.
He wasted no time, having a clear directive made this a lot easier. He sets you down to sit on top of it. Massive arms on either side of you, hands gripping the edges of the desk.
You started kissing down his jaw, so used to being stopped there, now you could finally explore. Your hands rubbed on his shoulders then down his chest. Feeling the taught muscle their. Fingers grazing over his bulky build and chiseled stomach. You lips traveled down his neck, connecting wet kisses from there to his collar bone. Feeling his skin with your tongue. One of your legs took initiative, sliding up the outside of his thick thigh before hiking it onto his hip.
You were so lost in your actions, in the way he felt you didn't even realize he'd stopped moving completely. His giant hands gripping the edges of the desk so hard it started to crack under the immense pressure. Muscles tense.
He'd never felt anything like it before. Everything was so soft it was nearly ethereal. Every warm and wet sensation akin to what it felt like being drenched in blood, only this time it wasn't one-sided and that drove him insane. He let you do whatever you wanted because he couldn't imagine feeling anything better in that moment. Paralyzed by a pleasure he'd never had the chance to experience.
His head hung low until it was nuzzled into the crook of your neck. His teeth grazed over your trap muscle and he slowly started to apply pressure. You wondered why he wasn't tearing your clothes off right now, he seemed overwhelmed. How long had it been since he's done something like this? Has he ever done anything like this?
The more you move against him the harder his jagged teeth sink into your shoulder. Low growl emitting from the back of his throat. Your soft fingers ran up and down the muscles in his stomach that were coiled so tight. The lower your hand went the lighter his growl became until you grazed his lower abdomen and his groan broke completely.
The somewhat shattered cry surprised you. It surprised him even more based on how his entire body went stiff once again. He froze like he was waiting for something else to happen, wondering what on earth you'd just done to pull such a noise from his throat. You brushed your fingers lower still, just experimenting. Stroking the skin there, caressing it softly and slowly.
His head sunk lower into the crook of your neck, muffling his broken groans. Shards of the desk poked into his hands now as he continued to squeeze the life out of it. You could feel his head nodding, almost asking you to continue. His body slowly rocking itself into your caressing hand.
"Damn..." he breathed.
You felt your chest heave against his as you continued, straining your arm to go lower. His hot breath leaking spit down your chest. You held his head, cradeling it as you continued. His hunched form incasing you in a steamy hold. His half lidded eyes refocused on your chest, looking down into your shirt. He watched intently as the sweat and drool dribbled between your breasts. He panted like a dog, leaning into you heavily.
His hips rocking slowly now, stuttering whenever you were able to touch lower. Soon you pressed a hand to his stomach pushing him back slightly so you could fully see what you were doing. His eyes stayed on your hand the entire time. Head lifting just a little to let you move. As he stepped back you were met with his intimidating, throbbing member.
Your confidence in the situation faltered slightly at the size of him. Your mouth gaped slightly, eyes staring at the behemoth cock that stood rigidly in front of you. Conquest just stood there slack jawed, waiting for you to continue. His eyes half lidded. Lips wet with drool.
You swallowed your nerves, wrapping your hand around him. Your finger tips didn't even meet. Your heart beating faster realizing just how big he was.
As soon as your hand squeezed him he could feel his knees go weak. A groan leaving his open mouth, brows knit together. Trying to understand this feeling. You watched as your hand worked him, moving slowly at first trying to get a steady grip on his overwhelming size.
His chest moved up and down with ragged breaths, eyes glued to the way you stroked him. Fixated on that one motion.
"Good?" You asked softly.
His eyes traveled up until they met yours with a pleading intensity like you've never seen before. He nodded, his hips moving of their own accord, slow and stuttering all while being desperate. The look on his face begged for you to keep going even though you had no intention of stopping.
You smiled up at him causing him to groan in response. Eyes rolling up into his skull. Your hand started to move faster, more sure of yourself and he felt his legs go weaker. His hands gripping the desk so hard he'd pulled chunks out of it. His jaw clenched as he watched your hand jerk up and down. Concentration evident in his eyes.
You started placing delicate open mouthed kisses to his chest. Licking his skin and sucking on it gently. You felt his legs tremble from where you sat, you smiled against his skin. When your teeth grazed over the thick muscles in his chest he made a weak sound. Then you felt one of his hands hokd the back of your head. Pressing your mouth and teeth deeper into his chest.
You hummed, teeth digging deeper. Somewhat by force. His head fell back, fingers digging into your hair.
His breaths were ragged and wanton. His hips desperately bucked toward your stroking hand. His lips parted as he grunted lightly.
The whole thing made your head fuzzy. He was so strong and so needy. The contrast making your thighs rub together. His strangled noises only made you jerk him faster, seeing how much you could get out of him. His touch starved body needy for any kind of contact.
You continued biting and sucking, stroking him faster and rougher. His legs shook like he could barley handle it.
He couldn't tell if his legs were about to give out or not. Either way he didn't care.
stormborns
izzy806
ellievsbear
annaxmalina
jbbartram-illu
dededos
tangentwithtanner
