His Rose

Rosalyn Montgomery || 23 || His

[shaymitchellteam]

Shay Mitchell for Flaunt Magazine

[rosa--m]

Chris, Rosa, & Christina Rose

[christraveller]

Friends | Rosa&Topher

[christraveller]

Topher could barely contain himself at her reactions to his touches. He groaned and growled as he watched her come undone, eyes unashamedly scanning her body, taking in the light sheen of perspiration that covered her torso and face, the way her body was trembling from pleasure, hearing her frantic cries of his name, the feeling of the damp sheets beneath them from her second orgasm… and it was all because of him. He was achingly hard but for a change he was all too immersed in her orgasm than thinking of his own. That was, until, he felt Rosa’s hands travelling up his body, her nails scrabbling at his chest and neck, sparking something deep within him. He very nearly growled and was about to raise a hand to pin her hands back down to fight for dominance when she whispered something onto his lips. Now you come. And then she kissed him. He stilled for a moment, his mind ticking, the clogs in his brain whirring as he tried to work out what was happening. She was giving him an order? Was it an order though? And… she had kissed him. Taking him by complete surprise. She had initiated it… Clenching his jaw Topher was doing his best to work out what to do when she said the words that cleared his mind. I wanna feel you. 

Swallowing thickly, his jaw still clenched, he knew what to do, so he leaned in to return her kiss at last, tasting the beads of sweat that had perspired on her upper lip. He turned her head to the side, his hand threading it’s way into her hair before grabbing a handful of the dark black strands to hold onto, whilst his other hand gripped her hip tightly as he started to fuck her again, panting like an animal in heat. It didn’t take long before the feeling of her warm, tight wet walls clenching around him as he took his pleasure from her finished him off. He let out a deep, resonating groan as he reached his orgasm, spilling into her, filling her up, marking her as his, whilst his knuckles tightened as he gripped her hair. All control was truly lost by this point; all he knew was that Rosa was his now. He would be her master, pleasure her, train her. Own her.

Finally after coming down from his high, he exhaled slowly, letting go of her hair, his hand coming down instead to wrap around her slender neck. Not tightly, not even firmly, just letting his hands and fingers rest over the soft skin there, before he pushed her down and laid over her, not even pulling out of her yet. “Stay,” he said, voice hoarse from his growls, groans and other vocal displays of pleasure, but the order was certainly there. He didn’t know what he’d do if she tried to move. Tie her down? Lock her up? He’d never had to think of that before. He frowned and closed his eyes, burying his head in her breasts, taking in the smell of sex and of Rosa. His Rosa. His Rose.

[rosa--m]

Something primal was triggered in Topher, and Rosa could feel it. His thrust, ruthless and brutal, yet insanely pleasurable at the same time, was an awakening for the woman who'd clearly never experienced passion like this. This was raw, this was animal, and Rosa knew deep down that nothing would compare to this ever again. Her back arched again, pushing her breasts into Topher's chest as he pounded into her, climaxing and making her scream out as he did. She didn't even care who heard, because that that moment, Topher was her world. Sweat dripped from every pore as he moan weakened, her breath gone, voice lost as she felt the hot flood inside of her. Normally she would be more cautious, but with Topher, she didn't care. The sheer ecstasy that he brought her was enough to make her throw caution to the wind and much to her surprise, obey him. Yes, that's what this was, she was his toy now, for him to play with at his will.

Her chest heaved as she absorbed all of him, the heat making her moan weakly as her body went limp beneath him. She wanted more, but wasn't even sure she could take it. Topher had her thoroughly spent, and she loved it. Her insides were raw from how hard he fucked her, the sheets were soaked, her head slightly stinging from where his hands tugged at her hair, and she drank it all in willingly, knowing that she's never be the same again. "Topher..." she called his name weakly, still tasting his mouth and still feeling him inside her, filling her, and making her squirm at the subtle pleasure it cause and his orgasm merged with hers deep inside. Light moans escaped as he gripped her neck, making her stomach wrench and her walls tighten around him again. "Yes..." she breathed weakly, licking her lips. She couldn't deny him, couldn't say no. She would stay like this forever if he asked, knowing now that she was under his spell wholly. "Anything..."

[soapezria]

[christraveller]

Friends | Rosa&Topher

[christraveller]

Topher had never exhibited this much control around anyone before. Not in the sense of dominating someone, but at his self restraint. It was rare that he wanted to pleasure someone like this, even rarer was the fact that he’d brought Rosa off before he’d even considered his own pleasure. Feeling Rosa’s slight hands on his hips startled him, not used to his partners having their hands free to roam wherever they pleased. He paused for a split second, almost about to sit up, grab her hands and pin them down next to her head to keep them from wandering but… he found he liked it. He liked feeling her grip on his hips tighten when he hit her sweet spot, he liked knowing what moves made her hands clench into fists… he liked knowing how to pleasure her.

Placing his own hands beside her head so he was directly over her, her long slender legs wrapped around his waist, he found he had better leverage to his thrusts and better access for his lips to meet her neck. He left small nips along her jawline, a low growl reverberating in his chest every now and then at the pleasure her tight wet warmth was giving him. Her breathless whisper of pleasure only motivated him to keep going, and he found his hips snapping backwards and forwards a little faster and firmer. He was probably quite close if he thought about it, but he didn’t care how long it took for him to reach his orgasm, all that mattered was that he didn’t stop. Speeding his thrusts up a little more, one of his hands moved to her breasts where he squeezed and stimulated them, loving the softness of her skin in his hands, and it was then that he realized what he was waiting for. He wanted her to come. Again. Again and again and again, and he felt quite sure he could spend a whole day bring Rosa to climax over and over. The thought of it got him hot and he let a quiet grunt escape his lips as his hand over her tits got lower to rub her clit in time with his thrusts. He wanted her to come again, feel her muscles clench around his own hard length inside of her, and with a gruff but firm tone of voice, he said quite clearly, “Come.” 

[rosa--m]

Whatever was going through Tohper's mind, while being a mystery to Rosa, was clearly about torturing her in some way.  Mercilessly he kept going, fucking her raw as he nails dug into his sides and her eyes watered, back still arching as he hit deep within her. She could hardly breathe, let alone comment, but he felt so good inside of her that though she was thoroughly spent, she never wanted him to stop. "Topher!" she cried, panting heavier as he head fell backwards and eyes clamped shut. She called his name over and over in whining tones, feeling him deep as her walls throbbed and clenched to his thickness. He pounded harder without ever losing rhythm, making is wish for her to come again all to easy. As he picked up pace, her body convulsed on the brink of ecstasy. his rough hands on her body tipped the iceberg, and made her body feel like one large nerve ending as she tightened around him again before a flood shot out from her core.

Rosa's limbs fell apart like wet noodles, losing all control of herself and unable to keep them up anymore. Her loud moans echoed the room as he leg and hand fell from his waist, chest heaving as she came undone as her ordered her to. He must have been very pleased with himself for doing what no man had before. Rosa was panting beneath him, the joy on her face easily read as she used all her strength to claw at Topher's chest, moving her hands upwards to around his neck. She raised herself to his lips as her body relaxed around him, the sheets below them soaked, and pressed her lips to his, parting them to run her tongue over his lips. "Now you come," she husked, a broad smile on her face as she pressed her lips firmly to his. "I wanna feel you." she panted.

[theodorekinsley]

[rosa--m]

A Little Life || Chris & Rosa

[christopher-traveller]

Chris felt like he was dreaming. He hadn’t thought he’d ever see Rosa again, a thought which had saddened him, but now here they were, back in the place they’d first met. He took a seat next to her gladly and laughed a little at her confusion, knowing it mirrored his own. Talk about fate. “I’ve moved around a bit since then, found a job, a small place to live. My work’s brought me up this way actually,” he explained, not going into too much detail about it. He didn’t want to bore her and besides, he was sure Rosa would have much more interesting things to say, given her current situation. At her understated comment about her pregnancy being a surprise Chris could only grin at her. “Just a little bit,” he chuckled. “I wasn’t expecting to run into you at all, let alone two of you.” He glanced down at her stomach before glancing at her ring finger on her left hand out of curiosity before looking away guiltily after finding it bare. It wasn’t his business to know if she was married or not. Not that he’d judge her if she wasn’t, he just wanted to know Rosa was happy, safe, secure. He’d grown up without a father and he’d seen the strain of what single parenting could do from his own mother. 

"What’s been going on with you anyway? You know, besides the obvious," he nodded at her stomach, grinning. He was genuinely curious; after all she’d been his best friend, more than that his lover, though… admittedly not with Chris. He tried to push that thought away. Anyway, the last he’d heard, Rosa had wanted to go into sports and athletics, the Olympics even. She’d definitely had the potential. But he could see she was serious about this child too; it looked like the pregnancy was taking it out of her, which it would do if she was coping on her own, and her cheeks looked a little fuller than they had before, but Chris found it suited her. She still looked positively stunning. “You’ll make a wonderful mother,” he said mindlessly, the words coming out before he’d even thought about it.

[rosa--m]

Chris...sweet Chris. That baby voice, kind face and expressive eyes that always brought a smile to Rosa's face was back again. He'd seemed so much more mature and happier than the last time they'd seen each other. It tugged at her heart strings, because she knew that the life he was living was the one he was meant to have. She'd regrettably lost contact with him, yes, but she never stopped wanting the best for him, and now he seemed to have it. No one deserved it more, but in the same breath, he heart sank knowing that there was something she would have to keep from him. Chris was a good man, and she knew that he would step up to the plate of his responsibility, but he wasn't technically responsible for her condition. She sighed heavily, forcing a smile back on her face as she shook her head. "Look at you... You've become this...man. You're all grown up and professional now... I can't even begin to tell you how happy for you I am." She said, patting his knee with pride.  Her hands itched to play in his curls or reach out and hug him -- something affectionate and familiar, but she knew doing so would only complicate things more for him and hurt her all the while.

Rubbing her stomach, Rosa smiled. She was doing her best to be a good mom, honestly, but she knew nothing about being a mom, let alone raising a child alone. She loved her baby so much already, and wanted the best for the little boy or girl growing inside her, but did that love mean more or less than it did for her love of Christopher? She couldn't tell. The burden of ruining a life she cared for was heavy on her shoulders as she forced the smile out again. "I...I hope so. I'm doing my best, but I don't think anyone's really ready for a baby the first time around." she said with a weak laugh. "I've pretty much just been doing this, you know?" she laughed again, pointing to her stomach. "It's a full-time job. Life's been pretty much morning sickness and cravings for me. Nothing too exciting. Honestly, going out for a walk today and meeting you again...it's the most exciting thing that's happened to me in months."

[rosamontgomery-blog]

Getting Collared || Rosa & Topher

[christraveller]

Rosa’s little giggle as she fell onto the bed was entirely unexpected. It was playful and sweet and confused the young dominant male having never heard such a carefree sound in a situation like this before. However, the amount of things that ran through Topher’s mind made him dizzy almost. He wanted to do so much with Rosa, and hearing her say she trusted him made all those things more possible. He’d go slow though, he knew what being a master entailed and he knew how to go about proving that to Rosa. He would need patience, something he wasn’t very good at but not unfamiliar with. A shiver ran up his spine when he heard Rosa’s soft voice asking him to do things to her and the only thing he found he could say was a quiet, “Yes.” His eyes were fixed on her, on her hand that was suggestively placed over her breast and his body ached to do the same to her but he restrained himself. Just.

"Stay," he managed to murmur as he forced himself to get off the bed for a moment, and went over to his cabinet in the corner of the room and looked inside it. His eyes were drawn to his metal cuffs but for his first time with Rosa as her master he wanted something a little less intimidating. He wanted to show her he could be trusted. He might not be as smart or eloquent as some of Rosa’s other partners but he wanted to show he was capable of looking after her. He picked out several soft leather straps and a blindfold for now before heading back over to her and straddling her hips.

Before doing anything else he leaned in to give her a deep consuming kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth hungrily, swallowing her breaths, silently telling Rosa she was was his. He sat up after a while, picked up one of the leather straps, took her slight wrists in his hands and placed them over her head before binding them together, tying the end to the headboard of the bed so she wouldn’t be able to move them down. He thought about doing the same to her ankles but memories of their last time where her legs had wrapped around his waist resurfaced and he remembered how much he loved that. Not to mention, not tying her legs down would give him much better access. Picking up the blindfold, he gently lifted her head, his fingers sliding through her silky soft black hair with ease as he tied the blindfold over her eyes and behind the back of her head before laying her head back down onto the pillow again gently. He sat back once he was done and looked at her, only getting harder at the thought of Rosa trusting him enough for this. ”I’ll stop if you ask me to,” he said quietly, almost feeling unsure of himself which was most unusual. Perhaps it was because he didn’t want to scare Rosa off, not now after giving her his collar.

[rosa--m]

Rosa was deep into a world she new nothing about. Naive as she was, she found this all to be fun, not worrying about getting hurt or anything like that./ Really, she knew deep down that she could trust Topher as much as she could trust Chris. Learning to tell the two apart had been a journey on it's own, but seeing the differences for herself was in it's own way, thrilling. She felt excited, aroused, anxious, and a million other things she couldn't describe because she had never felt them before.  Topher's touch alone sent shivers down her spine, and she was sure that her expressive eyes could speak volumes to him that she was anticipating this a s much as he was no matter how much she wanted to play it cool. She knew little about what a submissive was supposed to do, but she did knwo that she should keep her hands to herself to matter how badly she wanted to run her hands through his dark curls, and that she should sty calm and behave.

Behave. It was such an odd word to use during sex, but this wasn't just sex. No, Rosa knew that pleasure aside, agreeing to this meant that she was now property, and had to do whatever Topher said. And she wanted to. She wanted to make him happy. Trusting him was one thing, but deep down inside of her she felt the lust-like need to pleasure him more than sexually. She wanted to be his good girl; to make him proud and happy was a sudden need and want that was strangely consuming her. When he told her to stay, she nodded once, trying to hold back her smile. She wondered what he was doing, but she soon found out as he returned with a blindfold and restraints. Rosa's cheeks flushed and she bit  down hard on her bottom lip to remind herself to stop smiling so broadly. Topher's lips caught her off guard. Something about his weight pressed down on her was a turn on, and she moaned softly as his lips took hers, making her near-breathless and wetter by the moment.

Sighing heavily as he released her, Rosa licked her lips, still feeling the heat and pressure from Topher's as he covered her eyes, making her heart race. The cool leather on her skin as he strapped her arms in place was a rush in it's own as well. Rosa had never been tied up before, and she wondered what would come next so much that it was enough to make her squirm beneath him. His words comforted her, even though she knew he wouldn't harm her. Still, knowing the dangers that came with being with him, this side of Topher was different, she was sure of it. "I wont..." she breathed out in response, feeling like it was enough to make him understand that she knew she was safe and that she wanted to be here, but most importantly, that she had already given up her rights to herself, and considered herself to be his, and willingly so.

[rosa--m]

[brendenfraser]

[christraveller]

Friends | Rosa&Topher

[christraveller]

Involuntarily almost, Topher let out a primal growl as he felt the heels of Rosa’s feet dig further into his back, though it was not a growl of anger - though she might have taken it that way - but out of pure pleasure. Feeling her react this way, as though she was trying to pull him in closer, told him he was doing something right. Granted, one part of him half wanted to tie her ankles to each corner of the bed so she had no choice but to lay back, spread out, but this… this was foreign to him as he thought back to previous encounters with little submissive bitch boys who he’d tie down without a moment’s thought. It was as though he wanted to get to know Rosa before he made her completely submissive; he found it fun, learning about her reactions to his ministrations, and he was sure it would aid him in learning how to pleasure her further in the future. 

When, however, he felt her body tensing and saw her abdominal muscles tightening, he knew what was happening, though at the same time when it happened, it wasn’t what he’d expected. Never before had he made a woman squirt in her orgasm, and for the smallest of seconds he paused, confused about what he’d done, before staring at Rosa and seeing a look of pure bliss on her face telling him it had all been part of her climax. Naturally, his cheeks were wet with the evidence of her pleasure but he could barely bring himself to care. Giving his face a quick rub and his lips a lick, he looked back down at Rosa, watching her mouth form the words I want you. Without wasting any more time - mainly because he was so incredibly hard in his pants right now - he yanked his shirt off over his head and tugged his pants off swiftly before discarding both items of clothing aside. He was now just as naked as Rosa, having forgone any underwear as he often did anyway. He sat himself between her long legs, and guided his straining erection to her sex, before leaning over her so he could fix his eyes on her, wanting to read everything on her face. Slowly he started to push into her, not even thinking of using a condom at this moment in time. His jaw clenched at the sensation of being inside her and he closed his eyes for a moment, resting his forehead on Rosa’s; even someone as robotic as Topher couldn’t ignore the basics of human pleasure; the warmth that surrounded his cock, as well as the fact that he’d been sporting this erection for a while now, made this all the more sweeter, and he let out a quiet moan as he rolled his hips, letting her feel every inch of him.

[rosa--m]

Her back arched and her chest heaving,Rosa still hadn't came down off of the high from her orgasm. And on Topher's tongue alone, making her wonder what would happy one they were actually having sex. It was glorious, and intense, and Rosa had never felt anything like it. Her breathless panting, eyes shut tight, and fingers holding the pillow for dear life had her wanting more even though she could hardly breathe. She felt the weight shift off of the bed, the movement making her eyes flutter open in time to see Topher strip. He was fit. Way more than she expected, and as her eyes took in the sight of his abs, she blushed when she was caught, and looked away, chewing her lip. He had no shame, no hesitation, and it was thrilling for someone who was so shy at times. He took control of her body almost, moving her how he wanted, doing whatever he wanted, and it was intoxicating and new, making Rosa shiver at every touch.

His body pressed to hers again, and Rosa felt her heart race with anticipation as he spread her legs, positioning himself between them and sending a flush to her cheeks as he made himself comfortable. She could feel him at her folds lightly, his tip brushing against her for only a second before her eased into her. She has been bracing herself for him to thrust, hard, but this was the last thing she was prepared for. Slow and easy, he eased into her, thickness of his cock stretching her and making her back arch again. Moaning slowly but loudly her chest pressed to his and her hands slipped down to grip his hips, rolling hers as he pushed inside of her. Her breathe hitched, feeling him fill her raw but not caring one bit. It was ecstasy, and Rosa was already spent "Fuck...." she breathed out, moaning and clenching around him and wrapping her legs around his waist.

[rosamontgomery-blog]

Getting Collared || Rosa & Topher

[christraveller]

His eyes were fixed keenly on her reflection, watching her every response, at the way she’d brought her hand up to touch the collar or the way she smiled at it… Blinking several times, Topher found himself losing some of his self control he’d done so well to sustain up until now. That collar around Rosa’s neck was never meant for anyone else. When, however, she said those words, the words he’d asked her to say and more, he felt his whole body tingle with unadulterated lust. He didn’t answer her question verbally, only giving one small nod of his head to imply that yes, he most certainly did like it, before he tugged on the leather collar to pull her closer to him. Seeing Rosa with the collar on now made him want to debauch her, pleasure her, just touch her.

"Mine, he mumbled again staring at her neck, before making eye contact with her and gently pushing her over to his bed where he layed her down and leaned over her, fixing her with a stare, his hands finding her delicate wrists. "You trust me," he said, once again meaning for it to sound like a statement, but he couldn’t help but lift the tone at the end so it sounded more like a question anyway. He wanted, no needed to touch her, show her what he could do for her as her master; even he had grown to know the importance of consent, unless it was in roleplay, where no could mean yes if a safe word was involved. He grinned a little at the thought of maybe one day doing something like that with Rosa, if she was okay with it. For now though, all he needed was her trust in what he wanted to do. He just hoped Rosa wouldn’t find it too extreme.

[rosa--m]

Her cheeks were hot and Rosa herself felt giddy. She tried hard not to show her blush and broad smile that came with the excitement of all this, but it was new and thrilling to her. Her feelings for Topher, Chris, whoever he was at any given time were both complex and intense,  but she knew she was strangely comfortable with this -- with being his. Her flustered cheeks grew pinker as he pulled her close, making her hear trace and her eyes, avoid his,looking down. She supposed in that moment that she was naturally submissive , but really, it was Topher's natural dominance that made her submissive for him and him alone. Her breath caught as she was pushed back to the bed, gasping and letting out a little giggle that she then pressed her lips together hard to contain.

His words weren't really a question, but Rosa understood none the less. Topher was supposedly dangerous from what she'd heard and while she should have had fear for him, she only had trust and love. Yes, it was definitely love that called her to him. "Yes, master..." she said with ease, smiling up at him and biting her lip again to try and contain herself from reaching out to touch him. She was, after all, his property and would do her best to do as he said and only as he said from now on. She found herself fitting into the role quite easily, making her blush again at the thought. " I trust you. I'm yours..." she echoed, looking into his eyes and nodding to reassure him that she meant every word. And she did, for the fear that should have been there -- the hesitation and the nervousness were all gone, and Rosa knew that Topher was going to take care of her now. "I feel safe... Happy. You'll take care of what's yours." she said with conviction and a racing heart. "Will you have your way with me, Master? Please? Will you make me feel like I'm yours?" she asked, her hand finding it's way to her breast in the heat of the moment.

[rosa--m]

A Little Life || Chris & Rosa

[christopher-traveller]

Christopher’s job had taken him outside of his hometown, and not for the first time, although it was the first time he’d been sent to New York. He found he quite liked being given appointments and assignments outside of where he was used to; it was refreshing. Unlike his other trips away however, this one was less to do with a clientele issue and more about improvement and gaining broader experiences for himself. He’d be shadowing several renowned psychotherapists, visiting several different clinics and getting to attend several lectures and seminars on the issue of mental health, and Chris was excited to say the least.

Before his first day however, he’d decided to take a walk around New York and refamiliarize himself with the place. He’d been here a good number of months ago, having lived in the city for a couple of months, during which time he’d met some wonderful people. He smiled fondly at the memories as he strolled into the local park, hands deep in his jean pockets, the gentle breeze ruffling his hair slightly. His hair was a lot shorter nowadays but it was still long enough to look messy if the wind got to it. It was a lovely day though, and he felt like nothing could ruin his good mood. Not ten minutes into his walk, he found himself squinting up ahead after spotting a somewhat familiar figure sitting on a bench. It looked like… but it couldn’t be… besides, she was pregnant… Was it…? Stepping closer to the bench he couldn’t contain his grin when he realized it was who he thought it was. “Rosa?” he said, disbelief evident in his voice. He hadn’t seen her for a good number of months, since he was living up here, but the two had lost contact, both being incredibly busy with their own lives. Something Chris deeply regretted. Upon seeing Rosa though, and as his own eyes met her own deep brown ones, he felt something in the back of his mind stir. It was an uncomfortable sort of feeling but he surpressed it, too amazed by the fact that he’d run into one of his best friends. In fact, he supposed his only best friend. “I…I can’t believe it’s you,” he breathed, laughing quietly, eyes bright at the sight of her. She’ll make a fantastic mother, he thought absentmindedly with a smile as his eyes glanced down to her stomach once again.

[rosa--m]

Her thoughts had gotten the best of her, and Rosa has sat daydreaming and lost in thought when the sound of her name being called in a familiar accent made her eyes flutter open. "...Christopher..."  she breathed. Her voice didn't even sound like her own to her. It was possibly the absent minded daydream that had her thinking that he wasn't real, but he spoke again, making her eyes widen in shock and her cheeks fluster into a faint blush. "I... What are you doing here? This is... I thought you were in Washington...?" Her words seemed to trip over themselves. Rosa is in total shock at seeing him here, when she thought she never would again. Her initial reaction would have been to run and hug him, but in recent months, she'd leaned to control her enthusiasm because....

The baby. She'd actually forgotten in those few moments, and suddenly she felt embarrassed. The last time he'd scene her she had been fit and beautiful, Now she was noticeably pregnant, and chubby in the face from it, but more than that, the child she was carrying belonged to Christopher. She never thought that she would see him again, so naturally she hadn't planned a way to tell him that he was going to be a father. She frowned a bit, lowering her gaze to look at her stomach and rub her hand over in sadly. Every child deserves a father, and what kind of person did it make her to keep it from him that he had a child? But she had prepared herself to be a single mother and not burden Chris with this. Still, seeing him made her heart ached. She had loved him, there was no doubt, and while she was saddened to see him leave, she knew that he was destined for great things, and she would never be the type to hold him back. With a heavy sigh, she looked up again and smiled lightly. "I guess this is kind of a surprise, huh?" she said, rubbing her swollen stomach more. He was a good man; he probably thought that Rosa had found someone and gotten married, ready to settle down and start a family, but the lack of a ring on her finger and father-to-be by her side was something she was without, and the looks she got were enough to make her feel embarrassed.

"What are yo doing back out here?" she asked sweetly, moving aside to make room for him to sit.

[killer-time]

[nellansiachetiperdo-deactivated]

[rosamontgomery-blog]

Getting Collared || Rosa & Topher

[christraveller]

It took Topher quite a while to gather his thoughts, already so absorbed by the collar in his hands, that for a moment he’d forgotten about Rosa being in the room. Clenching his fingers around the leather collar tightly, he blinked several times out of anticipation and turned to face Rosa. Unknowingly, he let his eyes roam shamelessly over her body, having no concept of subtlety or modesty. It was, in fact, quite an innocent stare, not with the intention to make her feel uncomfortable, purely to appreciate her body, commit it to memory. Because she was his. He walked up to her, stopping when they were less than two inches apart, and raised his hands to tie the collar around her slender neck where the hickeys he gave her were slowly forming. He tightened the collar, not enough to feel too tight or to choke her, but firm enough for her to always notice it’s presence. Not realizing it, his expression while doing this had been somewhat dazed, his lips parted slightly, breathing a little heavier, eyes dilated and perhaps a little wider than usual; ironically he might have looked like an eager dog of some kind, gazing adoringly at its owner. 

Once the collar was fixed on Rosa, Topher didn’t move. He didn’t step back, he just stared at the black band around her throat. “Mine,” he murmured under his breath to himself before his mouth started to twitch into the smallest of grins, proud of himself for finding someone to wear his collar, and he had no doubt he’d chosen the right person. He grabbed Rosa’s wrist tightly and almost practically dragged her over to a mirror and stood her in front of it so she could see it. He was jittery, almost bouncing on the balls of his feet before he restrained himself, reminding himself of how a master should behave. He watched Rosa for her reaction before slowly going up to stand behind her, staring at them both in the mirror, his eyes once again flickering up and down her body. He wanted to touch her so badly, but he needed something else before that. “Will you- Will you say it,” he muttered vaguely, dark eyes staring into her eyes in the mirror. “…Rosa. Will. Will you say you’re mine. Say I’m your master. Say- something…” He didn’t know what was wrong with him; he’d not yet been able to give her any strict orders - even telling her to strip had been more of a request, and now he was asking her to say what he wanted to hear rather than demand it. He’d had no issues in the past of telling people what he wanted. But things had never been the same with Rosa. She was a submissive he… cared for.

[rosa--m]

His eyes were focused on they object in his hands for a few moments, but it was no sooner that Topher turned to face her and look her over did a flush warm her tanned cheeks and make her look down at the floor. She was nervous and excited and everything in her was wondering what this meant for her. Rosa couldn't lie that he was without a doubt having the strangest effect on her. And though Rosa knew she shouldn't have been,she was developing feelings for Topher that were going well beyond lust and other psychical attractions. Rosa would never let anyone do this without a great deal of trust, and at this moment, she knew that she must have trusted Topher more than anyone. A smile tugged at her lips as he drew closer to her, the tension building as she waited. It took only moments, but the collar around her neck securely made her feel different. Not that she had been slouching, but she felt her posture straighten and her heart pound in her chest and the leather clung snugly to her throat. Rosa's hands clenched at their sides, fighting the urge to touch it when Topher claimed her in a single word. It echoed in her hear and made he whole body tingle.

At the mirror where he pulled her to look at herself in the collar, Rosa felt bashful yet entranced by it. Her fingers couldn't fight the urge to touch anymore, and her hand slowly moved up to stroke the object around her neck as Rosa stared at it in the mirror. Her mind was spinning, smile growing and Topher's words seemingly familiar to her now. It didn't even have time to register in her head before the words escaped her mouth, shocking her. "Master...." she said softly. " I'm... I belong to you now. Yours..." she breathed out, heart still racing. Rosa looked up at the reflection of the man standing next to her in the mirror. Her smile wise wider now, cheeks still pink tinted as she turned around to face him, trying to look into his eyes, but failing to keep her gaze without blushing beet red."Do you.. Do you like it...Sir?" she asked softly. All this was new to her, but it still felt fitting somehow. The look in Topher's eyes as well, was new. He looked happy. Strangely happy, and also anxious, making Rosa feed off it and feel anxious as well, not knowing what this meant other that she was now Topher's.

[rosa--m]

A Little Life || Chris & Rosa

It had been a weird seven months for Rosa. While she'd been going though her life as usual, there was one thing that was very different from the way she'd spent the last twenty-three years: Rosa was pregnant. It had come as a shock to her too when she found out, but it was a fact. Things were hard on her as she struggled to adjust to what her life was now, and though her mother and friends were there to support, things weren't perfect. Rosa's father -- her best friend -- had not been happy with the news. He'd had high expectations for his daughter all his life, and getting knocked up was not on the list of things he wanted for her. The fact that she wasn't having a baby when she was older and done with her career and married was hard for him to accept, but Rosa had already made up her mind to keep the child. It had put a strain on things between them, but Rosa was coping.

Her mother had been her rock and support, but she too, had her own fears and worries. "A child needs a father." she said to Rosa over and over in the past few months, but Rosa hadn't been able to give up a name for anyone, though she knew whose it was: Christopher. She'd been only him, and in the time frame given since their last encounter before he ultimately left, Rosa was sure that he was without a doubt the father. Though the pair had lost contact with each other, Rosa still knew where he was, but refused to call him. He was happy and safe, and Rosa cared about that and him enough to let him be. This wasn't something that she really felt he would want or even be ready for, so she'd left herself in the hands of single-motherhood and called it a day.

The nights were long, the first few months hard, but Rosa loved her child and had grown used to how things were. She was fully prepared for how things were going to be after birth and wasn't minding it so much now. As the day progressed on as it had been for a while now, Rosa managed to start off her morning with the usual shower and breakfast before heading out for fresh air and a walk. She was doing her best to stay active even while pregnant, and though she usually had a walking buddy, today she was on her own. She breezed through the park as the sun was shining down on her and hummed along to her iPod as she kept her pace baby-friendly. Still, the water she carried wasn't doing well to keep her hydrated it the heat, and Rosa soon found herself feeling dizzy from the movement. Finding a bench close by, she followed her doctor's orders and sat down, resting and breathing as she closed her eyes and sipped her water.