(this thread contains adult content. viewer discretion is advised)
(the prior threat can be found here. this is a continuation of that thread.)
Sam sighs dreamily, a smile on her face as she eyes all of there is to see of Hellen. She pulls off her top to get with the vibe— albeit, a little harder with just one arm— though stops to run her finger along the edge of the fresh wound on Hellen.
You look gorgeous. But what's this from?
He glances up to meet Hellen's eyes once more. The power her stare holds seems so much more powerful with her clothes off. Or maybe that's just Sam.
I ripped out my heart and gave it to you. (Hellen puts her hand around your waist pulling you closer to her)
Don’t ask how I’m still alive
Sammy gasps at the answer. Cursed biology is weird, she's aware of that, but one's own heart? And the symbolism? Even Hellen warning Sammy that it was a weird gift?
Sam kisses a free spot on Hellen's given hand, fingers will suffice if needed. He looks up again, getting lost in the swirling pool of eyes, but managing to speak this time.
You are... So beautiful. So kind. So generous.
Sam leans into Hellen, wrapping her arms around Hellen's back, shoulders, whatever's available to hold close.
(as you put your arm around Hellen you feel her teeth gently gnaw on you)
you are too, letting so many people into your home, why did you even let me in I was obviously dangerous and you didn’t have anyone else to help you if I wasn’t friendly at the time?
Sam makes an expression on her face of pleasure at the gnawing, and leaves her hands where they sit.
The answer is quite shallow. But since you'll ask... It's cause I found you hot.
He chuckles, slighly nervous, though enraptured in Hellen's face, even still.
you were willing to let me potentially kill you because you found me hot.
(suddenly the gnawing turns into full on biting as Hellen towers over you looking down at you in an especially intimidating fashion)
Sammy gasps lowly at the hold, his breath releasing in pitiful sighs as the opressive presence looms over him.
Not willing, just... chose to overlook.
that seems like a serious lapse in judgment, you should be more careful in the future.
(Hellen puts her hand on your shoulder before pushing you down on the bed pinning you in place)
The motion is dizzying to Sam, but in the best ways. She submits to the hold with quiet breaths, only able to speak once Hellen is finished.
Yes, Mommy.
(Hellen immediately sits back up her face suddenly going red at your words barely able to stammer out a few words) w-wha- m- why d- w-what d- what did you just call me?
Sammy grows flustered at the realization. He sits up, likewise, trying to reel. It doesn't take long for him to get with the program, and he smiles and moves his hand to stick a thumb in his pants, as if to ask for help with them with gestures alone.
I will do anything for you, now and forever.
She glances at her pants just for a moment, then returns to Hellen's eyes.
Make me yours. Please.
(Hellen pins you back down to the bed putting her left hand on your chest before slowly sliding her other hand down your pants towards your crotch her many mouths chewing on your as she goes)
How is this?
Sam genuinely shudders under Hellen's weight, his body relaxing into the touch.
I like that a lot...
Her eyelids droop somewhat, but her eyes do not let go of their attachment to Hellen's pool of eyes.
(Hellen Hand slides further down as her jagged teeth slowly scrape across your skin as two of her fingers slowly slide into you slowly moving in and out. She takes her arm other off your chest and lowers herself until she is on top of you with her many mouths gently biting down on you and her face just next to yours)
How much is a lot.
The threat of the teeth, the overbearing weight, and the gentleness Hellen holds with it all? Oh, it is a lot for Sam.
After a pause, Sam replies, ableit sheepish.
Th- that is... Yeah. A lot a lot.
do you want me to stop?
(Hellen unclamps her teeth from your body, and she slowly takes her hand out from your pants)
Sammy replies too fast to be considered “casual” in the slightest anymore.
No, it's okay! It's a good a lot. I like it.
I'll tell you if I need you to stop, alright?
(Hellen without a word immediately has her tees clamp down on you without warning and her hand quickly sliding back down though she slowly slides two fingers back into you now moving around slowly searching for your g-spot)
Now stay still, ok?
Sammy makes some noises here and there, relaxed in the intimidating, interesting hold that Hellen has her in.
Y- yes Ma'am.
Happily, he obliges with the order.
(Hellen’s teeth release their hold on you as she gets off of the bed before taking off her pants revealing mouths that spiral down her legs just like on her chest, Hellen grabs her gardening shears out of your bag before walking back over to you before sitting over you and opening the shears before putting them around your neck)
now tell me that you are mine.
Sammy's gaze trail down Hellen's legs, the mouths, enticing to her mind. He's locked in place as Hellen moves in the room, following Hellen with only her eyes as he follows the orders.
Sam's eyes widen when the shears are pulled from the bag, though he does not move from her position. As they're placed aronnd his neck, she gulps, his gaze leading up the shine of the blade to the shine of Hellen's eyes.
I'm all yours, Hellen.