Lawyer!Techno x reader
Belonged to him.
Warnings: NSFW, 18+, a little dark Techno.
Techno saw it, the cute little vein above your eyebrow twitching, he watched it behind his coffee mug. His eyes switching between it and the court case on the kitchen worktop. It felt like his tie was tightening around his neck the more he looked at both of them, they were making him stressed.
Just like he could sense you were as you shovelled more cereal into your mouth, your pupils glued to the newspaper. This new court case Techno was on was horrific, was difficult to say the least regardless of wether he was the best lawyer to ever exist.
“Flower.” It was low and almost just a rumble, but you heard it. His coffee was now growing cold sat on the counter as he sauntered over to you pulling the paper out of your hand gently and placing it on the side. Just how he manhandled you into his lap, gentle. He was always so gentle, such a contrast to how your man fucked.
You blinked up at him as he wiped some of the spilt milk from your chin, “How about we go on a little vacation, hmm?” That sounded like heaven, you hadn’t been on a vacation since Christmas and that was so long ago.
“Please.” You let your tired body rest against your man, his large possessive hands holding your body close to his. Possessive is the only correct way you can describe what he was. From the moment he saw you he knew you were his, maybe it was wrong but he felt that it was his right to have you. That you belonged to him.
-
The island was so beautiful, heavenly. Mountains covered in prussian green, the sky a gorgeous azure. Everything was perfect and with one look at your man dressed in an expensive polo shirt and shorts with a gorgeous smile splayed across his gorgeous face it was more than perfect.
“Come on flower,” Techno gestured for you to come to him, you give the boat you arrived on that was sailing away once last glance before running up the sandy beach to the porch of the beautiful holiday home right into your husband’s arms.
“I forgot how beautiful it was here.” You chirp, a giggle coming out when Techno lifts you up carrying you through the big glass door just like he did on your wedding night.
“Got nothin’ on you flower.” He winks placing a big smooch on your cheek, just from the giddy mood he’s been in since getting off that boat you knew this little vacation would be filled with giggles, smiles and love. And fuck you couldn’t wait.
The place was just how you remember it, so spacious all the walls lined with spotless glass windows. The rooms decorated with the latest modern furniture, the kitchen fully stocked with food and drink. It looked like you’d never left.
Techno put you down to go grab the luggage and small grin slid onto your lips as you slipped off your sandals and swiftly stripped your dress from your body. Taking once last glance at his biceps rippling his large hands picking up all the bags in both paws, you quickly tiptoed to the other end of the holiday home and into the usual bedroom.
Your teeth raked over your bottom lip as you look at the marks on the bed posts and frame from your wild love making. Many many occasions that all blur into one but your honeymoon is the one you’ll never be able to rip from your mind.
Techno insisted on waiting until marriage, the old fashioned man he was. It was like the ultimate teasing, only being able to look but never touch.
The room had a set of clear pine bifold doors, you remember when Techno had changed them after a storm had wrecked the last set, you especially remember his friend a hunky lumberjack you can’t quite remember the name of.
They were open letting you gaze upon the view of the waves hitting the sand, the noises, sight, smells. God you’d missed it all. Missed being away from everything and everyone except your husband and nature. This up coming trial had you feeling sick, Techno knew but it was for a friend and he never says no to his friends. He doesn’t let people down, it was one of the things you loved most about him, his loyalty.
However watching the calming waves of the open ocean in front of you had you in a state of tranquility. The gentle cool breeze flying through the open doors and landing on your skin, no goosebumps, it’s a little too warm for that. Something about you standing there in absolutely nothing but a small piece of cotton makes you feel powerful.
“Flower.” The nickname, no, the way it’s said has you pausing any more thoughts about the past. It floats through the hallway, sounding quite far away and yet the deep gravelly tone still manages to make your cunt flutter.
You contemplate for a moment shouting out that you’re in here but you’re suddenly tongue tied peaking over your shoulder and glancing at the four poster bed with thin white sheets. It makes your heart thump wildly in your chest, you know what you want.
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Techno had brought all the luggage inside the house, feet coming to a stop when his eyes land on your discarded sandals and dress. Slowly, he glances around the room his disappointment flaring when he finds no sign of you, he squats dropping the bags on his way down. His silver wedding ring glinting as he reaches for your soft summer dress, it’s still warm, he brings it up to his face inhaling your beautiful scent with a groan.
Your cute little nickname rolls off his tongue as he stands, his ears twitching as they strain to hear an answer amongst the silence, “So you wanna play huh?” He chuckles flashing his pearly whites in the shape of a smirk, it’s dark and if you’d seen it you’d wonder where your husband had gone.
You don’t hide, you don’t run, you simply stay put staring at the sun that was starting to set. He’ll find you, he always does. And two seconds later you hear the floor boards creek underneath his weight, god he was so big, his presence had a shiver running down your spine, goosebumps rising on your skin.
Another cool breeze moves a couple of the trees that sit to the right of the island and he’s behind you. His muscular chest pressed firmly against your back, his warm hands finding themselves at your hips. Your eyes flutter shut when his lips meet the shell of your ear, it’s erotic and you haven’t even started yet.
Those pretty rubies flicker to your sun-kissed body practically glowing in the light of the sunset, he can’t wait to see you round with his child he thinks. It’s a small part of himself he tires his hardest to keep at bay, it’s possessive a little more than you’d like him to be. And he knows that, knows he has to keep it locked away in order to keep you by his side.
Techno’s hands slide up your body cupping your breasts, his thumbs tweaking and rubbing your nipples. You whimper loving the feeling of his hands on you, it’s euphoric even without a climax. Just to be touched, showered with pure want and love. You only have to blink before you’re on that four poster bed splayed out for the hungry lawyer in front of you.
Soon enough he’s ridding himself of his clothes, letting you admire his striking body. His arm muscles rippling as he grips the top of the bed frame leaning forward towering over you.
“You just gonna stand there gawking?” You ask, it’s more seductive than you mean for it to be but it sure does the trick. Your man sliding down to his knees before he pulls you to the end of the bed.
“Let me see her.” He grunts his tanned thick long index finger taps on your clothed clit, your hips jerking when he did, still sensitive from the plane ride over.
You had said no this morning as you rushed around packing your things after he’d sprung this vacation on you, him lying on the bed with only a fluffy white towel wrapped around his waist wasn’t helping you to stay focused let alone his constant complaints that you weren’t letting him have a taste of his pussy.
Yet once you were on the plane you had no excuse, you simply had to let him have his way with you. The shyness of knowing that the captain and co pilot could hear had long been thrown out of your mind, you think it was somewhere around your trip to Monaco when he fucked you senseless on your hotel room balcony. Good times.
His head lulls to the side, his cheek smushing against the inside of your thigh “she’s always so pretty.” He sighs, the tip of his finger spelling out his name on your cotton clad bundle of nerves. His piercing eyes meet yours and your breath gets caught in your throat, the lust swirling in his dark eyes is so enticing. Plus the way he’s on his knees for you, you’ll never get tired of seeing it.
“Please.” A word you don’t hear often falls from his lips and your resolve starts to break. All you have to do is nod your head and he’s tugging on your panties until they break, they do easily. A silent ‘fuck yes’ paints itself on his face, his brow furrowed in pure amazement at the sight of your glistening pussy.
All his.
Your clit pulses erratically anticipating his next move. It’s quick and it makes you jump but then you’re whining into the air, because how can you not when he’s sucking you into his mouth like a starved man. Your body burns with pleasure but it’s oh so delicious his tongue working wonders on your cunt.
“Please Tec-“ he pulls off you with a soft pop stopping your begging, he knows what you want. Knows you want to be completely and utterly fucked out, knows you want to be wrapped around his cock.
“No flower. You can wait, I’m gonna enjoy my pussy and you’re gonna lay there and take it.” He scowls, placing sloppy kisses up your thigh. “If I have to tie you to this bed, I fucking will.” His lips smack together as his eyes leave yours once more, the pad of his thumb sliding through your folds.
“Your pussy is already dripping flower, I’m gonna make you gush.” He grunts leaning forward pressing his nose against you with a sharp inhale.
He can’t ever get enough of you.
Techno looks up his crimson eyes finding yours at the exact moment his mouth latches onto you once more. It feels so good it hurts, the heat from his mouth has you twisting and squirming. His right hand moves up reaching until they touch your lips, a quick tap against them and you open just enough for him to slip his fingers inside. A muffled ‘suck’ has you closing your lips around them, getting them nice and wet.
He groans against your wet heat memories of you sucking his cock the way you’re sucking his fingers floating through his mind. You sob, your body starting to shake when he pushes two ring adorned fingers inside you, the cold metal making you gasp. They rub along your velvety walls bringing a new wave of pleasure, the feeling builds become more intense with every thrust.
His tongue laps at your clit while he searches and searches until you squeal “There it is”, he finds exactly what he was looking for striking the spot over and over again watching your back arch off the bed. A fuck yeah slipping out when you gush all over his hand just like he said you would.
You excepted him to move away, to release your pussy from his torturous mouth but he doesn’t. The bastard stays put the tip of his tongue flicking against you, the sensitivity pulling whines and whimpers from you.
You think it was six, no seven definitely seven orgasms heck you lost count after the third. Your body tired but fuck do you need his cock more then anything. You lay on your side gripping the sheets so tightly as Techno slides in behind you, his arms pulling you taut against him and you mewl.
“I know flower I know you just have to let me in is all, nothing more.” He strokes your hair moving it out the way so he can press his cheek to yours, it’s so intimate and sweet. And yet when he lifts up your left leg, bending it at the knee so he can slip his ridged veiny shaft inside your tight cunt. You feel the sweet sweet burn of the orgasmic stretch that always comes with your husband’s big cock.
You just about manage to make out the time on the clock before your vision blurs and tears streak down your cheeks meeting the dried ones that had already fallen earlier with your over sensitivity. He feels so fucking good, with each thrust you’re pushed closer to the edge.
Your moans and his mixing together in the late evening air, his pace building dramatically, becoming more and more intense the longer he fucks you. It’s brutish, rough and bare. Yet loving and gentle. You love the contrast your man easily creates every time he’s inside you.
“Yes right there don’t stop!” You don’t care how loud you’re being there’s no one else on the island, not that you would be bothering if there was. Especially not when his swollen tip glides over the spot inside you, your body goes still and you can’t do anything except let it happen.
And you do, you let the tsunami of pleasure crash into you almost painfully, it pumps through your viens absolutely demolish what’s left of your energy. You’re barely awake when warmth blooms inside you a deep groan rumbling against your cheek.
“Let’s stay like this tonight.” He whispers softly pulling the sheets over your body, shielding you from the cold breeze that was drifting into your beautiful moment.
A kiss to the top of your head and you’re out like a light unaware of the large hand rubbing at your tummy, the sky completely dark now, unaware of the thoughts bubbling in Techno’s head as he watches the waves crash against the sand.
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