A little rough smut if ur feelin it? I won't stop till I hear u scream or that's gonna leave a bruise? 😏
I took a little creative liberty with the phrasing.
Rated M. It's basically just smut.
It had been almost three months since the last school year ended; that was eleven weeks apart. They’d called and texted and video chatted, but it wasn’t enough. He needed to feel her, to run his hands over her body and kiss her. He wanted to kiss her so badly. He wanted to kiss every inch of her body: her mouth, her tits and stomach, and her thighs. Her pussy. He wanted to lick and kiss her pussy til she was moaning and grinding against his face. Gods, he was hard just thinking about it.
Musa would be here soon. Her flight landed two hours ago, and she had told him she’d be over once she had dropped off her suitcase at Alfea. Riven had offered to pick her up, but she wanted to walk, to stretch her legs. He had wanted to make a joke about how he planned on stretching her legs for her, but he held his tongue.
When he opened the dorm door to her, she said hi and threw herself at him. Their lips locked and within seconds he had her pinned to the back of the door, and their hands were running over each other’s bodies, rediscovering each other after what felt like an eternity apart. For all the screaming matches, arguments and emotional instability the last year and a half of their relationship had brought them, they were always on the same page physically. He couldn’t get enough of her, and she couldn’t get enough of him.
Riven pulled back, needing to take her in. Every time he thought about it, it blew his mind that he could call her his. His girlfriend; his love; his Musa. She looked stunning – she always did – in a pair of loose jeans, a tight cropped shirt, semi-dry hair, and minimal makeup. Just some mascara and a soft red lip. Riven took her by the hand and led her to his and Timmy’s room, kissing her fingertips while they moved. The other specialist wouldn’t be arriving til tomorrow morning – he had checked.
Once his bedroom door had closed, Riven wasted no time. His lips were on hers, his hands pulling at her clothes. Her shirt and pants slipped off to reveal a bralette and panties in the same shade of red as her lips – a colour she knew damn well would drive him wild. She looked incredible in red. She looked incredible in everything. The bralette had diagonal slits through each cup, allowing Musa’s already hardened nipples to poke out, and grant him easy access to play with them. Her panties were the same: a slit down the center to grant him easy access. Crotchless. She was trying to kill him. Her pussy; her tits; her lips; her eyes, daring him to come closer, to taste her. She was a siren, and he was willing to sail to his death to have a moment with her.
smirked, pleased with herself to have stopped him dead in his tracks. Her hand raised, a single finger beckoning him to her. He obeyed. Musa’s hands were on him as soon as he was within arm's reach. His shirt was pulled over his head, and she started to work on his pants, slipping her hand in as soon as they were undone.
“Miss me?” she teased as her fingers worked expertly on his already-hard cock. He slipped off his pants before grabbing the back of her head and pulling her into a kiss. Her hand slipped down his shaft to fondle his balls, then back up to his tip. She worked on that spot earning herself the groan that escaped his lips.
“So much” he replied into the kiss. He nibbled at her lower lip as he worked down her neck. He sucked and bit at her neck, drawing sighs and moans from her that made his dick twitch with anticipation. There would be a mark tomorrow and that might annoy her, but he didn’t care. Right now, she loved it.
Musa’s hand slipped away, and she stepped backwards out of his embrace. “So, what now?” she asked with feigned innocence.
“Oh, I’ve got a whole plan for you.” Her eyebrows rose curiously. She had no idea what was coming, but he’d been fantasizing about it for months. “Lay down” he commanded, and she responded instantly, an excited smile etching her perfect face.
Riven blindfolded her and handcuffed her to the headboard. The lack of baseboard meant he had to go buy restraints that slid under his mattress, but it worked out for the best. He’d given it enough slack that he could bend her while he fucked her without causing her any harm. She didn’t know that though – he had never tied up anything other than her arms before – so she left her legs where he’d placed them.
He paused, taking her in for a moment. Gods, she really was beautiful. Her dark hair tousled against the bed, lips pouty and quivering with anticipation as she tried to control her breathing. Her slim, but surprisingly strong arms tied down above her head, and her taut body on full display. Her breasts, small but perky, hidden behind the fabric she’d chosen for him were peeking out just enough to tease him. Her legs, lean and surprisingly long despite her small stature, were wide open revealing her glistening pussy.
Riven crawled onto the bed, kissing her leg as he went. Somewhere in his mind he registered that she was giggling a bit, but he was so focused on his end goal that the sound went right over his head. When he reached her apex, he kissed her clit quickly before turning his head and biting her inner thigh. Musa gasped in surprise, a sound that was quickly replaced by a moan.
Satisfied, he returned his attention to her clit, where he licked and sucked until she was desperate. Her back arched and she grinded into his face. He could hear the handcuffs rattling against the headboard as she tried to bring her hands down to push his head. He did the work for her, sliding his arms under her thighs to pull her closer to his face.
She came fast. She always did. Riven had memorised every bit of her: what turned her on; what spots on her body would elicit the most response; how to move and where to hit to ensure that she got the most pleasure possible every time they had sex. For all their issues, he could say with the utmost confidence that she was the best fucked of their group.
He sat back on his heels, allowing her a moment to come down from her high and himself a moment to admire her. Then, he grabbed one of her legs and pulled it under him so that he was straddling it and lifted the other leg onto his shoulder. Musa tilted her body as best she could to adjust, but she only had a few seconds before he pushed into her.
In the months he’d spent imagining himself fucking her, she had never felt as good as she did now. He caught sight of them in the mirror that he’s hung on his closet door. She looked so good getting fucked. Her hair a mess, her cheeks and chest flushed from her orgasm. She was breathtaking.
He kept his pace agonizingly slow, winding her up until she was panting and desperately pulling at her handcuffs. Musa bucked her hips, begging him to fuck her faster between groans.
“I will,” he smirked. “In a bit.”
After pulling out – much to her displeasure – Riven stepped off the bed and replaced her leg. He walked around the bed, sliding his hand along her leg, up between her folds with a gentle touch that made her gasp. He traced the lines of her torso, played with her nipple, and stopped at her lips. Her beautiful, pouty lips, covered in red.
He took the tip of his cock and ran it along her lips. As if on command, Musa opened her mouth, and he pushed himself to the back of her throat. She gagged at the sudden impact but recovered quickly, taking him into her mouth as much as she could without her hands to help her. He held the base of his shaft steadily so she could pull back. Musa licked her lips as a wicked smirk spread on her face. She maneuvered herself around his dick to suck his balls. Riven dropped his head back, moaning appreciatively.
Musa released him gently, keeping her tongue pressed against him as she licked him from balls to tip. He slid the blindfold up, knowing that her eyes would lock on his the second she adjusted to the light. Musa loved to watch him enjoy her, and he became insatiable when she looked at him with her mouth full of his dick. Her tongue circled the head of his dick with a surprisingly light touch that had him groaning before she
“You like the taste of your pussy on my dick?” he purred, pushing a lock of hair out of her face.
Musa bit her lower lip as she smiled at him. “It’s the best thing I’ve tasted in months.”
She took him in her mouth again, pushing him to the very back of her throat. Her eyes watered as she worked, earning every single sound that came out of him. Riven wrapped his hand in her hair and pulled her head back to the bed. He caressed her cheek with his thumb, sliding it over her lips and forcing her mouth open. He adjusted himself to realign with her mouth and slid in. Keeping his hand in her hair to hold her in place, Riven fucked her mouth until he was about to come.
He was so tempted to come in her mouth, but she hadn’t had that second orgasm he teased, so he pulled back and slid the blindfold back on. He laid down beside her and kissed her with no pretense of gentility. He forced her mouth open so that his tongue could intertwine with hers, and she could properly taste herself on him. He’d learned early on that she loved that; that was why he’d gotten so good at eating her out.
Unable to resist touching her, he ran his hands along her body while they made out. He played with her nipples, pawed at her hips and her ass. She was stunning; and he was the luckiest man in the universe. He slipped his hands down past her hips, and between her legs.
“You’re so wet” he remarked, smirking into their kiss. “I bet you're dying for me to fuck you like the good little slut you are.”
Musa nodded eagerly, her breathing picking up as he slid two fingers into her. He pumped his fingers into her a few more times before pausing.
“Noo, baby, Riven, please,” she whined. “Don’t stop.”
A third finger slid into her, stretching her pussy to accommodate his fingers. Riven always knew he had thicker fingers, but he didn’t realise what a blessing that was until the first time his siren had used them to fuck herself. Fucking amazing, she’d called them.
He curled his fingers to rub at the wall of her vagina; at that spot that he knew would have her bucking her hips against his hand in seconds. His thumb pressed against her clit, drawing circles in just the way he liked. Musa’s moans got louder, more reckless as she drew closer to her orgasm.
Riven pulled the blindfold up again. He loved watching those gorgeous blue eyes roll back when she came, and from where he was now, he would get a perfect view. “If you’re going to keep taking that off,” she started, interrupted by her own inability not to hold in a moan as he picked up the pace. “You might as well keep it off.”
He laughed. She was right. The blindfold was pointless when he constantly wanted to look in her eyes. He slid it off her head entirely, then returned his focus to much more important matters.
Musa’s hips had started to move in time with his fingers, and she was starting to come undone. He sped up again, and she kept time. She was so close, he could tell. Her breaths came in short pants as her desperation to come built. Riven stopped moving, but Musa kept going.
“Are you gonna come for me?” he whispered into her ear. Musa exhaled a sound that he thought was a yes but was so distorted by her moans that it could have been anything. His lips moved down to her neck, sucking and biting the side that wasn’t yet bruised. Her hips picked up even more speed, using Riven’s fingers as a dildo until she was thrashing through her orgasm and screaming his name.
It was impossible to take his eyes off her as she came. If Musa was gorgeous at the most normal of times, she was truly a sight to behold when she was convulsing with pleasure because of him. Her orgasm was a sound directly from the heavens.
When she settled, he pulled his fingers out of her and brought them up to her lips. She opened obediently, knowing without instruction that he loved watching her mouth regardless of whether she was singing, choking and slobbering on his dick or licking his fingers clean of her juices. “Good girl” he praised, taking her face in his hands. “Now turn over for me.”
“How much are you planning?” she asked. He almost thought it might’ve been a complaint, but she was already flipping onto her front and sliding herself up onto her knees so that her ass was in the air.
He leaned over her, grabbing a handful of ass cheek as he moved. His hand slid down to her still soaked pussy. “I want to do everything I’ve been thinking about for the last few weeks, and I won’t stop til you’ve screamed so much that you can’t speak.”
Musa pushed herself up on her elbows. “I’m supposed to perform at the welcome back dance in a few days…”
“Don’t worry,” he chuckled at her predictability. “I have some of that tea Flora gives you for your vocal chords. I’ll make you some when we’re done.” He placed a kiss on her forehead. She smiled at him appreciatively as he went to his suitcase to pull out the vibrator he’d bought for her.
Riven set the vibrator on the end of the bed and drew his hand back. He slapped her ass hard enough that he left a bright red mark on her skin. Musa groaned in response, wiggling her butt in front of his face as a prompt.
“You want more?” He grabbed her ass cheek, rubbing it, caressing it. He loved her ass. Her perfect, pert ass. He loved slapping it and hearing the satisfying sound his hand made against her skin. He loved watching her walk away. He loved the way her cheeks popped out of her underwear. He loved that her ass cheek was a perfect handful for him. He loved watching her ass as she bounced on his dick. He gave it a quick kiss before slapping it again in the same spot a few more times, each time eliciting a moan or a sigh from Musa.
Riven sat back on his heels and pulled Musa towards him by the hips. Her head turned back and she smiled at him knowingly. She broke free of his hold and pressed herself against him, stroking him with her pussy, coating his cock in her juices, teasing him, taunting him.
“Musa” he warned.
She laughed. She knew what he wanted, and how badly he wanted it. Riven knew she felt the way his cock twitched achingly as she rubbed herself on him. She didn’t stop until he grabbed her hips and aligned her with him. He pressed his head against her entrance. “Fuck yourself” he instructed. “Like a good girl.”
Musa sat back, filling her hole with him. She moved her hips, grinding against him. He groaned, resisting the instinct to drop his head back so that he could watch her. Her hands moved in front of her to stabilise her as best they could as ahe started moving her body up and down, up and down, ass jiggling and smacking against his pelvis as she bounced on his dick.
“Gods, you’re so fucking sexy” he moaned as Musa picked up the pace. He picked up the vibrator, turning it on and wrapping his arm around her waist to press it against her clit. She let out a loud moan, cried out, nearing another orgasm that he didn’t plan on letting her have just yet.
Riven thrust forward, destabilizing Musa so she landed on her elbows. He slowed the pace of their hedonism. Musa whined, trying to push back into him to keep her high going. He grabbed her hips and stilled her.
“Don’t make me stop” he threatened.
Musa whimpered. Their eyes met in the mirror and her pleading eyes grew confident. “Why would you stop?” she questioned. “You love watching yourself fuck me.”
“You love watching me fuck you.”
She smirked, grinding into him. “You look so good fucking me.”
Riven released one of her hands, giving her the vibrator. He began pounding into her. Their eyes stayed locked on each other as he fucked her hard and fast. She shouted her moans, pleading with him to fuck her harder, fuck her faster. He slapped her ass again, and pulled her hair. His moans started to mix with hers as he neared his peak.
“God, your dick feels so good” she cried. He went faster, thrusting into her at a speed he didn’t know he was capable of until she was screaming his name and he was groaning hers.
When they were done and Musa was freed from her restraints, they cuddled up on the bed. Her brushed the hair that had stuck to her off of her face, pressing kisses on her forehead and her lips. Musa smiled brightly at him, her cheeks still red, her body still hot.
“Did you put that mirror up for me?” she laughed, looking over his room. His clothes, toiletries and books were still in suitcases. The only things he’d unpacked or set up were the mirror on the back of the door and the pictures of their group – though most of them were of Musa.
“Yeah” he admitted.
Musa kissed him sweetly before resting her forehead against his. “You’re so good to me.”
“I love you, Musa” he told her, pulling her into another kiss.
She smiled at him, eyes shining bright “I love you too, Riven.”
“Do you want that tea now?”
“Yes.”
