The Descend and the Resurface
Damian Hart (Beyblade) x OC
Summary: OC comes from a complex background, and in the midst of trying to save it all and help her family she enters a strange arrangement, which will change her life forever.
Tags: Beyblade, Beyblade Metal Masters, Jack, Damian, OC, smut, nsfw, team Starbreaker, team Excalibur, dr. Ziggurat, Hades Inc.
A/N: Hope you enjoy! Please let me know what you think :)
My lips trembled with emotion, no one has ever spoken to me this way, but then again no one ever considered asking me anything: even my parents considered themselves a priority over me. I was just a money-making tool for them. Even with the Starbreaker deal. Though he was cruel and vicious, Damian was kind enough to show me what my life actually was: anything but mine. And it never was. The choice was never mine.
“Well?” He purred, raising an eyebrow: “What’s it gonna be, Princess?” he said the last word in a particularly mocking tone.
I leaned in and kissed him, my eyes closed and my knees weak from fright. At the same time I felt a freedom I’ve never felt before: I couldn’t deny my attraction to Damian any longer, even if this got me humiliated and kicked out of Hades I needed to release my emotions: I needed to acknowledge there was always something captivating about him that I kept pushing away because of Julian and my parents.
Damian broke away by taking a step back, and when I opened my eyes I saw a face I would never imagine Damian making - his eyes were wide, but his irises shrunk from disbelief and his lips parted in shock. I broke into a silent sob: I fucked up. I fucked up so much. My knees gave way, and I slowly sunk to the floor.
“Impossible…” he uttered: “you… you called me cruel, you… hate me?” his voice was shaking, there was no confidence or malice from earlier left in his words.
“I don’t hate you” I sobbed: “I was in denial of how attractive I found you.” The truth just spilled out of me, like the cursed box after Pandora opened it.
“But…” his voice and stature recovered a little: “you cried after I defeated Julian?”
I looked up at him without saying anything, my heart sunk in my chest. He just stood there, looking absolutely confused, frozen like a statue. I decided to get up and leave, to pack my things and leave before things got any more embarrasing, any more unbearable. Slowly lifting myself up from the ground, I sighed and wiped the tears away from my eyes:
“I’m sorry. I will leave now.”
Damian marched over, the gleam back in his eyes: “No you won’t, kiss me again.”
I managed to let out a gasp before embracing him, our lips reuniting again. I could tell he was inexperienced, but that made it even sweeter. Slowly, step by step, I pushed myself into him, making him in turn step back towards the bed until he tripped backwards and flopped onto the crisp white sheets. I climbed on top of him, feeling the heat picking up from underneath my jeans. I kissed his neck all over even though his choker was in the way, and slowly lowered my hips down onto his. His breathing picked up as my hands ran through his soft hair; I couldn’t get enough, I wanted to immerse myself into him, he was irresistable. I felt a bulge underneath my jeans, and just when I was going to kiss him again I realised his hands were not caressing me anywhere. I opened my eyes, and saw his curious but frightened expression:
“I want you...” I panted: “So bad.”
He lifted himself onto his elbows: “I… I’ve never been with a girl before.” He utttered this so quietly, I could never have even imagined I’d hear him this embarrassed. I pushed him to lay down again, and then removed my top: “If you want me to, I’ll guide you.”
He nodded slowly, and I got up to unzip my jeans, sliding them down slowly to get his reaction to my black lace thong. His eyes were full of lust, but I could tell he was still hesitant. I helped him unzip his uniform, giving him kisses all along his neck and shoulders. He was very defined, but thin, his skin pale as if it never saw the sun. After undoing my bra, I guided him on top of me, letting my hands roam across his back until I felt some strange shapes on the centre of his back, on his spine.
“Arrangement” he whispered into my ear with a low, barely audible groan because he accidentally grinded against me while I slid my thong off.
“Are you ready?” I whispered back. As a reply, he kissed me with force, pushing my head into the pillow. I brushed my inner thighs against his sides as I slid my feet up to his black boxers, slowly sliding them off and grabbing his warm throbbing cock with my hand and sliding it down my wet, tender pussy until it reached the epicentre of my heat.
“Enter.” I whispered into his ear, and he obeyed; immediately sliding himself into me, cautiously at first, but groaning with pleasure after passing the enterance. I gasped and whimpered at the sensations: “oh yes… yes Damian.”
He was slow and cautious, moving in and out at different paces while looking at me for approval: “Damian… more” I panted before he picked up the pace. I moaned like a little slut who got exactly what she craved, resting my feet on the back of his calves. I felt so soft and sensitive in his hands, and so greedy:
“Don’t stop… please don’t stop” I moaned, pushing my hips up against him to get more friction while he was thrusting mercilessly into me until he suddenly stopped, looking at me mischeviously:
“Beg for it.” He said in his famous condescending tone, with a smirk.
“Please!” in my heat I wanted to waste no time, grinding myself against him impatiently.
“Please… what?” He purred into my ear and pushed my hips into the mattress with his so I couldn’t move them anymore.
After a groan from his force, I realised he wanted me to stroke his need for dominance: “Please…fuck me…”
He softly put his hand around the back of my neck, just holding me with no pressure added, and picked up the pace while looking me in the eyes. I tried my best to keep the contact, but my eyes slowly rotated back into my head out of the pleasure that was taking over me. I released a long sigh as I was approaching my climax, but I opened my eyes and gasped when he finished suddenly. He was panting, and remained inside as his cock pumped his warm seed into me, sweat dripping down his fringe. I also breathed heavily, and slid my hand down between us to finish myself off. He watched me carefully, with focus and curiosity. I enjoyed his gaze, and kept it while I was stroking my clitoris with his cock still inside, slowly arching my back in pleasure until my walls came together in climax, announced by another long sigh.
When I opened my eyes again, I saw him grinning back at me as if he was both mesmerised by what had just happened, and incredibly satisfied with himself. With my walls still pulsing in pleasure, I pulled him into another kiss.
