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“You’re beautiful, y’know that?” That was what he always whispered into my ears, either one, either side. His steady tone of warmth and fulfillment easing my mind. Though I wonder, was that the plan all along? To ease into my heart, stealing the richness of my love, my life, and my soul. All so he could hand it back to me on a golden platter full of more than what he’s taken.

“Yeah… do you know that you’re beautiful?” I bit the skin off my lip as he chuckled into the side of my neck before placing a softened kiss. He pulled the covers over our heads and wrapped me in his embrace.

“You’ve got jokes.” He pulled up slightly to take a look at my reddened cheeks, watching them take a different form as my smile appears. “Wha— how am I joking?” I blurted out with the small laugh that followed.

“I’m serious, you’re just as beautiful as me.” I paused, giving him the same look I gave him when he first asked me if I wanted to marry him. To be his forevermore— till death do us part.

“Maybe even more.” My husband, his wife.

“No no no no no.” He placed a shushing finger over my lips, then moving it to kiss my lips. As gentle as a rose that’s freshly bloomed with petals that smell like an everlasting sweetness. “No one is more beautiful than my baby.”

“Your baby?” I questioned

“My baby.” He answered

“I didn’t know I was a child anymore,” I rolled my eyes. Watching the shadow of our cat, fluffy, stretch beside us on the bed. “I love this, I love you.” My eyes adverted to him, examining the man I plan to spend the rest of my life with.

He smiles, cupping my face in his hands before placing the immense amount of pecks on my face and the final sloppy kiss to my lips. “I love you, so very much.”

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[nablur]

Use your imagination, he can be whoever you want him to be.

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"Wait... don't move." His hands hovered over your head, trapping his cock down your throat. fingers curled through your hair-- he's trying so hard not to cum right now and it's not working.

Your tongue slides across the side, the width of it is not allowing you to smirk or crack a smile. "Stop don't...--shit!" ropes shoot down your throat instantly, warm and thick. He groans, his body tensing on the bed as you lift your head to meet his eyes. “Sorry, couldn’t help myself.”

His eyes narrowed, he wasn’t completely upset but okay with it? That’d be an overstatement. He did not want to cum that fast at all, he wanted your sweet mouth on him forever if it was possible.

Revenge? Fuck yeah, he got up out of his spot and gestured for you to take his place. “Me? But I already went?”

“And you were able to take your sweet time right? You got to soak up in my mouth for as long as you wanted.”

“Baby you can’t seriously be upset—“

“I promise you I’m not, just wanna treat you again yeah?” He smirked, lifting your legs over his shoulders while kissing your inner thighs. “Can I do that, mm’?”

“Y-yeah,” that’s never good.

Three orgasms later.

Your moans— no screams— no shrieks…. There’s no words to describe what noises you let out all at once. Every plea for him to slowdown bounced right of the wall and backfired when he jammed his tongue into your cunt, curling up and down.

“Okay im sorry— fuck~!” Here’s comes another one and yet he’s still not feeling satisfied, but he is getting extremely hard. “Please.. mm’ so sore… no more—“

“How about, we give something else a go yeah? I was too fast, too rough last time. But you’re also a sneaky little brat who can’t help herself.” He patted your pussy a few times before getting up.

You pouted, watching him get up and walk towards the drawer. What is he searching for? Is he coming back to do more? You sure hope so.

Your pleas were horrifically loud and yet, you still wanted more surprisingly— not.

So when he walks over with that condom in his hand, ripping it open and stretching it right over the cock you know damn well you can’t take well, your eyes light up with desire.

“Do I get you ride you?”

“Not tonight no, you’re getting my special treatment.”

Little did you know that this would be the most slow torturous night of your life, teasing and whining, and begging for a small price that you consider huge. His cum painting your walls.

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[nablur]

Her

(Made for a friend)

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It’s very simple, I just had to get her in my possession.

No, she’s not mine, an animal, nor is she my property… but to see her in that dress? All hugged up to her curves like a fitted glove, shimmering in the moonlight with every single step she takes.. How could I leave her to be by herself unappreciated?

My gut twirls in anticipation as my gaze falls onto her pearly whites. She’s not doing anything but enjoying the night with a few friends at a random party she probably was to forced into and yet… she effortlessly takes the spotlight. Will she notice me or will I have to make my presence known?

Needless to say, she notices me.

Good Lord, look at those lips. A smile forms on them as her friends nudge her while I stare without a care in the world. Can’t they be mine — correction, can’t she be mine?

Everyone knows who I am, Dante Marino, the son of one of the most powerful men in the underground industries. Girls flaunt over me daily, like clock work, another one always comes my way. And here I am flaunting over her, chest burning with nothing but desire. Ever since the day she defied every single rule in my life by just being her… how could I even try to resist those charming eyes?

I waste no more time than I already have drooling over her like a dog. My two polished sentinels of leather make their way towards her slowly. The ground starts to rumble under my feet, my chest burns as our eyes lock, standing face to face isn’t helping me at all. I’m trying to be a gentleman but everything about her challenges my self control.

“Dante.”

Merda, she the way she says my name. The way it rolls off of her tongue just sends my head through a wormhole. I tried to form some words but the only thing I could do was take her hand. Share a few seconds of eye contact before she, herself has to speak again.

“Wanna get out of here?”

I licked my lips, the courage to talk pushes through my thick walls of desire. “And go where, dolcezza?” She shrugs and I smirk, there was not much to be said but with just a friction of movements, we could understand each other perfectly.

Now I do the talking.

“How about this, you tell your friends you have to leave early, family event and I’ll… I’ll be waiting out back in my car. Deal?” There was no room for argumenting or questioning, I was serious.

She nods, quickly turning to her friends. I smirked as they began to laugh within a second, she didn’t even mutter a word of what I told her. Brat. My cute little brat.

“My parents aren’t home, they won’t be home for… a few days. Business trip.” She drags me into her home, leaving me to close the door behind us.

“Mm.” I hummed, watching her grip the muscle on my shoulder just so she could slip off her kitten heels. “Yeah so, you could basically stay if you—“ My lips crashed into hers with a slight groan, she gasped at first but melted into it within a few seconds.

I just had to interrupt her before she could finish. I like to see her get mad, plus, I was getting restless and the facade of that gentleman was becoming nothing but a small breeze in the wind.

“You’re so beautiful, you know that?”

“Yes I know..” she whispered out breathlessly, eyes flickering between my lips and eyes. I had her sitting up on the counter in no time. I was standing between her legs with my hands on either side of her.

“You kill me with that smile, those eyes, everytime you go on talking when you know just how well I can’t help but daydream about you. I’m not really listening… horrible, I know but… how could I focus with such a beauty infront of me?”

She smiles, I smirked. There was not much to be said but with just a friction of expression, we could understand each other perfectly. I swiftly grabbed her up, holding her legs around my waist as I walked her down the hall.