Ironic Demons (closed)

[HisPureLust]

“You know I live to serve and worship your cock. I love doing it more than anything else. I did miss it...so much. I missed the feel of it filling my mouth, the way it feels to run my tongue along it when it’s nice and hard, the taste of your cum. I will always beg for more of your cum, Daddy.”

Her words were alone were enough to send him over the edge, Olivia's voice was pure honey and the eagerness and desperation to please was intoxicating. Rune pumped his cock inches from her face, calling her a cheap fucken slut, and a filthy fucken cum guzzling piece of worthless shit. Everything he knew she loved. When it was time to cum he told her to open wide and he fed her a healthy dose of white viscous fluid. Filling her open mouth and having plenty left over to glue her eyes shut and shoot over her nose and forehead.

He fucked her several times after that, filling her ass and cunt. Making her squeal and scream and plead for mercy but he knew she wanted none. After several orgasms on both sides he cuddled with her and held her close telling her goodnight and that he would see her in the morning....


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He awoke happy that morning, it was the first time in as long as he could remember. His grin would not leave his face and he didn't try to make it. Maybe it was the possibility of a new future, or the chance of working all this out.

Rune sat up and was puzzled as his eyes focused.

For a second he thought he felt a body beside him but as he looked and stretched his arm out... His palm was met by only bed sheets...

And an envelope.

His body grew cold and the smile was instantly eradicated.

He stared at it... The delicate folds of the off yellow paper. It's sharp corners. The unmistakable lipstick imprint covering the sealed fold.

Rune closed his eyes and rose from the messy bed, he placed his hand to his face and put his fingers to his temples as the grogginess began to wear off. He reached over and took the envelope. Looking at it in his hand.

He stared and thought of the course his life might of taken if he had never met Olivia. He wondered if he would be happier... If he would still even be alive.

He walked over to his closet and found the box he kept everything that meant a damn to him in this world in. He opened it and placed the envelope on top, not opening it and not reading it. Maybe one day he would... When he could handle it... When he wanted to know why she did what she did... For now, he had to decide if life held any meaning for him anymore...

The problem with owning someone, or rather... The problem with the necessity to own someone is you never really do. They are only yours cause they choose to be. Never because you actually possess their heart or their mind or their soul. No matter what they tell you. Rune needed absolutes. He needed something everlasting... Something pure. And there were no such concepts... No such people or relationships. No such truth. Maybe his expectations were too high, but he felt there should be that one thing... That ONE thing... That nothing could touch. Nothing but you. Rune didn't have a thing like that.

Rune wanted to think the two of them were meant to be, but life has its own irony and sometimes your soulmate is never supposed to be yours. There are people who seek happiness and people who find it. For a brief time he had allowed himself to believe he could be the latter but reality set in, and he knew he wasn't. Olivia and Rune were cut from the same cloth and maybe that was the problem. Like two magnets of the same polarity, constantly pushing away from each other despite their similarities.

He wanted to die, but he knew this would pass. He contemplated eating a bullet. He'd have to buy a gun and honestly it was more hassle than he was ready for. He considered swallowing pills but as he did he realized...why? His life may be full of misery and always would but it MIGHT not be. He shook his head of the hysterics and steeled himself in the knowledge that suicide would solve nothing. He had responsibilities and as much as he might think he had nothing to live for he thought of Tris and knew he had to stick around.

He truly felt defeated... Lost. Because they simply could not make this work, he felt he had nothing. More than likely because he pinned so many of his hopes on her.

His body grew weak and wanted to sleep forever, but Rune knew enough from the talks with his old therapist that this was the depression talking. He wouldn't be able to get out of bed if he gave in now.

He took out the first letter she ever wrote him and put the box back inside the shelf before shutting the closet door. He allowed a melancholy smile to cross his lips as he walked into the living room and dropped onto the couch like a child on Christmas morning opening his gift.

The joy and adoration poured off the page as he read their words and he bathed in it as his eyes welled up. He breathed in the air of a time when she loved him completely and the infatuation was obvious. It was before she hurt him and before she left him, before she could ever make him doubt her sincerity. He wiped a tear and pressed a button on his stereo remote. The music would keep him company and the letter would cheer him up for the moment. He could deal with the tidal wave of crushing oblivion and solitude later. For now he was transported to a time when they were still happy.

He read the words and remembered. Remembered when they were together, when they had first met and no obstacle was brought to light. True it was a bliss of ignorance but he would trade anything to feel that way again.

He knew the truth was important. It was vital. They couldn't have a life without it. It's what separated what he and Olivia had from every other couple. That they could tell each other anything. Truly anything. If one of them would lie... Then all that meant nothing. They used to share every thought... Every emotion...

But then it became almost anything.

Then it became mostly everything.

Then it became what they could handle.

Then they were no longer being honest.

He sighed.

He wished he had never lost her in the first place all that time ago. He wished he wasn't the person he was now and had more to offer her. He wished she hadn't chose to abandon what they had...or could of had. When they were clearly still deeply in love.

That last night was just that, a last night.

In the morning they would deal with everything she said, but there was nothing to deal with.

He didn't need to read the letter. He knew this wasn't gonna work, and he knew she loved him. If it said that much... It's said everything. And he knew it did.

Rune closed his eyes. He saw her in his mind laying there in his arms. He imagined kissing her goodnight and laying beside her. His hand in hers.

He imagined them waking up and working everything out.

He imagined her saying she would always be his and no one else's.

He imagined loving her forever.

We all have our personal demons. We must often do battle with them before we can see our lives clearly. It was ironic that it took Rune loosing everything to finally care for anything. But it was a lesson learned too late. Olivia was not his, the current Rune would have been compatible with the original Olivia and the current Olivia would of been better suited for the original Rune. Theirs was always a star crossed relationship, but it was all over now...

If there was a god, he was clearly laughing as the curtains closed on this drama.

He said goodbye and folded the letter...

Crumpling it in his hand.

There would be no more anniversaries.


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Rune's eyes fluttered open. The pain in his hand was sharp and unmistakable. He groaned and looked around searching for the cause, he expected to find the letter, it's corners or edges digging into him. Perhaps he had forgotten to remove some trinket or necklace from within and it was now piercing his palm...

He rolled to the side as the daylight through the window blinds struck him, causing him to wince. He almost didn't notice the soft, creamy, delicate fingers in his. The polished nails leaving their imprints on the inside of his hand.

He wiped his eyes and blinked hard, unsure if he was still dreaming.

Laying beside him was his angel... His kitten... His love.

Words couldn't describe the relief he felt. He covered his mouth as his eyes shut and he fought the emotions. If you've ever had a dream that was so real... It convinced you it was reality, convinced you your life was over... then you know how he felt. It was as if a long seemingly endless nightmare was finally over. He felt as if he could breath again and as he did he took a large breath, exhaling sporadically and slow so he wouldn't wake her. He had gone through the trauma but it was a new morning and all was not lost.

Olivia's eyes were shut. Her hands folded beneath her head like a sleeping cherub. A childlike peace upon her face. He watched her breath fill her lungs and cause her chest to swell and fall. He gazed at the color of her shoulders and neck, and leaned in to kiss them.

Rune placed a finger on her lips and traced their shape before pressing his to hers and tasting the woman he dreamt he had lost.

He knew now he could not be happy without her. Not anymore.. Maybe at one point he could convince himself there was such a thing but the hell he had just lived, the idea of them ending... It made everything crystal clear. She had to be his. Nothing else mattered.

She WAS his after all... She always had been. There were.. Some obstacles in the way, but surely they could get through them.

He was pure relief and adoration.

Kissing her cheek and running his hands along the smooth curves of her shaved silken legs.

He bit her lip and climbed atop her... Parting Olivia's legs to expose the inviting pussy between them, with his abdomen and sliding his cock between her labia. He pushed the already swelling head between her lips and parted them, letting her cunt engulf his dick as he slide inside her. He held himself up on his hands and began sawing into her with his enormous erection. He wanted to cum inside her... To fill her womb with his seed. He wanted her to see the growing belly and know she was his property first and for most... A mother second... A whore second... An individual second. First and before all things she was his. He pumped his thick hard juicy cock deeper and deeper groaning as he enjoyed the feeling of her velvet insides sucking the precum from his cock.

He lifted her legs over his shoulders and started fucking her hard... He noticed her eyes were opening and as he fucked her harder and harder with wild abandon he looked at her and never wanted to be apart again. He envisioned her as an older woman and knew she would always be beautiful. He wondered what their children would look like. He wondered how much cum he could deposit in her whore cunt before shed wake up...

Rune drove his dick as deep inside her as possible, cumming hard and pumping Olivia full of a seemingly endless volley of thick cum. Not his finest moment but lost in the passion he collapsed on her and kissed her deeply.... Aware she was now at least partially awake. He popped his glistening rod out of her and laid it along her abdomen, the head oozing sperm into the pocket of her belly button

"Good morning, kitten."

 

[Jenn1982]

Her words seemed to be exactly what Rune wanted to hear and she was rewarded with a mouth and face full of his hot cum. She happily swallowed it and used her fingers to wipe the rest off her face making sure to lick her fingers clean when she was done. The next few hours were a blur of fucking, degradation, moans, and orgasms.

She had been a drunk, tired, depressed mess when she’d arrived and sleeping Rune’s arms had seemed like the only thing that would give her any relief. And it had given her relief but this was giving her relief as well. She was able to be herself with Rune, fully, without worrying about judgment or that he wouldn’t like this part or that part of her. Rune loved and accepted every part of her, even the dark, depraved parts she hid from everyone else. She supposed that was probably why she had ever considered, let alone enjoyed, being owned by him. It had been a new idea to her when they’d first met, something she’d never really considered or even thought of. After she’d left him she had never considered letting anyone else own her, in any way, it just never appealed to her with anyone else.

Olivia wasn’t sure how long they spent fucking but eventually, she ended up back in his arms and within a few minutes she drifted off to sleep.



At first, Olivia thought she was dreaming about Rune being above her, sliding his cock inside her. She was still asleep enough to not remember she was in his bed. As his thrusts became more forceful the fog of sleep started to fade away and she opened her eyes to look up at Rune.

She couldn’t help but smile up at him when her thoughts weren’t focused on whether being with him was a good idea or whether he felt the same way for her, she was able to be truly happy just being in his presence. He lifted her legs so they were resting on his shoulders and she could feel the head of his cock hitting her cervix each time he slammed his cock deep inside her. Soft moans escaped her lips as she laid back and savored the feeling of him filling her sore pussy.

She made sure her normal worries and fears stayed away, focusing just on how good he was making her feel, how much she enjoyed looking at him, how happy she was in this moment.

She felt his cock swell inside her as it began to pump his cum into her. She couldn’t quite remember how many times he’d cum inside her the night before but she imagined it was quite a few. He leaned in and kissed her passionately, sending tingles through her body. He finally collapsed on top of her, his cock pressing against her stomach.

"Good morning, kitten."

“Mmm good morning. That is a particularly nice way to wake up, so much better than an alarm going off. How’d you sleep?”

 

[HisPureLust]

Mmm good morning. That is a particularly nice way to wake up, so much better than an alarm going off. How’d you sleep?”

"I slept well."

Rune rolled off and kissed her briefly, unsure what level of intimacy he was allowed and other than sex how much of his affection she was comfortable with.

He watched her laying on her back, her eyes barely awake and the beginnings of a smile on the corners of her mouth. He laid on his side and stared, still shaking off the insecurity of his dream. He was happy, he was too wrapped up in how relieved he was she was still laying next to him to realize it but he was happy.

He thought for a moment how they had to have a talk, how they had to live in reality and talk about it all. His grin faded and he sat on the end of the bed fixing his hair.

"How about you? Any nightmares?"

Rune rose, his semi rigid still thick cock glistening. He walked to the kitchen realizing he had no coffee in the house for her. He knew Olivia wasn't a big morning let alone breakfast person, but despite that he cracked a few eggs open in a pan and started her breakfast.

 

[Jenn1982]

"I slept well."


“Good, I’m glad,” Olivia said as she stifled a yawn.

She didn’t mind mornings as long as they came with at least a couple cups of coffee. She was actually very content at the moment though, just laying there next to Rune. She could feel his eyes on her but it wasn’t awkward. She didn’t feel like she had to make sure her hair was just right or that her makeup hadn’t smeared enough to make her look like she was trying to impersonate Alice Cooper.

After a few minutes Rune sat up and started messing with his hair. Olivia couldn’t help but grin, when they’d been together she used to tease him all the time about his need to primp.

"How about you? Any nightmares?"

She wondered if maybe she had tossed and turned a lot in her sleep or done something else to make him think she had had a nightmare.

“No, I don’t think so. I don’t remember dreaming at all.”

She watched him move around in his kitchen, her smile growing. Watching him making breakfast totally naked was a very enjoyable sight. In the back of her mind reality was trying to force its way to the surface. She knew there were still a lot of issues and unspoken words between them that they would have to face if they were going to keep spending time together. She no longer felt like pushing the issues though or trying to force confrontation, at least at the moment. Maybe if she let this, whatever this was, progress naturally they’d have a better chance. Assuming they could have a chance at all after all their history. The happiness on her face had been replaced by a worried expression and she tried to force her thoughts away as she stood up. She walked into the kitchen and started opening cupboards looking for coffee. As each cupboard proved to be sans coffee she started to panic a little. She finally turned to Rune with an exaggerated gasp.

“Oh my god, Rune, do you really not have any coffee?!? You realize that is unforgivable and will likely lead to me murdering you, right?”

 

[HisPureLust]

The two eggs frying in the pan began to stick some. Rune believed in only using butter to prevent this. It was a bit more fattening and problematic but the end result tasted so much better.

It's hard to explain what went through the man's mind when he was around Olivia. At every moment he had to be "on" or he used to be. He always tried to put his best foot forward. When someone matters that much to you and when your psyche is fueled by constant adoration, you need to impress. At every moment. The times when he was... Human.. Normal and un-godlike, she had always seemed disappointed... And so his need to be so much more was only reinforced.

It's not that he was lying or faking, it's simply he had to be more than any other man to her. He left the pan on the stove as the eggs took its shape to find some ingredients. He chopped up a bit of onion and cheese then added a bit of salt. His perfect omelette broke and as he flipped it he cursed.

He could hear Olivia tearing through cabinets and drawers and knew what was coming... Dear god he thought... Why did I have to quit?

"Oh my god, Rune, do you really not have any coffee?!? You realize that is unforgivable and will likely lead to me murdering you, right?”

He ignored the question as he grimaced.

His silence would of been all the confirmation she needed.

He shuddered to think he would have to face an Olivia without her coffee, he had little bravery left after the night he had just had.

This would be the perfect excuse to ignore their "conversation" and have time to come up with someway to tell her he wanted her back, or at least build up a defense to the inevitable rejection he'd suffer once Olivia realized she no longer wanted Rune now that she could have him.

He placed a plate on the kitchen island counter for her and folded a napkin under one side of it. He scooped the omelette off the pan and into the plate, then tossed everything he used into the sink with a crash and pulled a single chair out for her. He poured her a tall orange juice and kissed her forehead. All in silence.

"Eat every bite...ok? I'll get you some coffee."

He spoke quietly yet commanding in that way she liked and left the kitchen to get dressed.

He regarded her naked body as he did so. Her tits still so inviting and so many things he still hadn't done to them. Visions of her ass high up in the air and his dick tearing into her anus assaulted him. He told himself there was still time but wasn't actually confident Olivia would still be in his apartment when he returned. The horrifying thought of her finding something embarrassing or one of his booty calls showing up stopped him in his tracks but he shut his eyes and decided if this was gonna happen he had to leave some things up fate.

He walked to his closet and began deciding on something to wear that she hadn't seen in the last few days.

 

[Jenn1982]

Rune ignored her question which was answer enough in itself. She really, really didn’t want to face this morning without coffee. Not only was she off her game just by being around Rune she was also hungover. Had it been any other guy...well if had been any other guy she most likely would have been long gone by now...she would have used this as the perfect excuse to make her exit. Which she supposed was ironic considering any of the other guys she fucked had no meaning to her other than physical pleasure while Rune held the keys to her heart and soul whether she liked it or not. Spending more time around him was much more likely to cause her pain but he was the only guy she’d actually want to spend time with the morning after.

She startled as the pan and utensils crashed into the sink. She saw Rune had set a plate out for her on the kitchen island and she smiled at him as he pulled the chair out for her. She rarely ate breakfast and the hangover left her even more reluctant to eat the omelette he’d made her. Still, he’d gone to all the trouble of making it for her, she could at least nibble at it.

He brought her a big glass of orange juice which actually did sound good. He kissed her gently on the forehead and she felt that blissful happiness fill her. It was the feeling she used to get when she was his, totally and completely. That safe, warm feeling that came from knowing that she had given her control, herself over to him and he would take care of her.

"Eat every bite...ok? I'll get you some coffee."

Despite the inflection that made his statement a question it was anything but. She’d been on the receiving end of that tone enough times to know it was not something that was up for debate or interpretation. She nodded and picked up her fork as he went to get dressed. By the time he came back out of the bedroom she had managed to force a few bites down despite her stomach’s protests.

Once he left she briefly considered throwing the rest of the omelette away but she dismissed it, there was no way she would actually go through with that. Not to say she always obeyed but over a little thing like eating an omelette she would...orders to do things she really didn’t want to do, that was another story. She spent a few minutes just sipping the orange juice before finally forcing herself to wolf down the rest of the food. She finished the rest of the juice and set the dishes in the sink.

She started walking around the apartment, taking all the small details in. She resisted the urge to start opening drawers, that would not lead to anything good. She heard a phone ringing and realized it was an actual like...landline. An answering machine switched on after a few rings and she heard Rune’s voice followed by a beep. A woman’s voice came on sounding slightly tinny but the pleading, moaning tone was still clear enough to make it obvious it wasn’t some telemarketer calling. Olivia made herself block it out as she headed to the bathroom. She closed the door with a slam and started the shower. She knew she had no right to be jealous or pissed...but of course she was.

She got in the shower and started washing her hair, telling herself the tears sliding down her cheek were just water. It was much more tempting now to grab her things and leave while Rune was still gone. But her apparent love of setting herself up for hurt or maybe just the love she had for Rune that she couldn’t seem to shake no matter how many dicks she went through, or some combination of both. She finished showering and dried off. She grabbed a t-shirt of Rune’s from his room and pulled it on. It took her a few minutes to find her panties which had somehow ended up half under the bed. She brushed her hair, which was still fairly wet even after she’d towl dried it. She’d washed the remnants of last night’s makeup off and since she didn’t have any here she had no choice but to ignore the flaws she saw in the mirror.

She walked to the kitchen, glancing at the blinking message light on Rune’s phone for a moment before going over to the sink and starting on the dishes. She really despised doing dishes but at this point it would be the best distraction.

 

[HisPureLust]

It was early, but the street was busy with life.

A dog barked several blocks away, and on the corner leaning against the entrance to the subway a man rambled on about the end of the world to men and women who tried their best to ignore him. Rune approached the curb where a cab pulled away with its new fare, a shapely young woman crying about something into a phone as Rune stepped into the pastry shoppe.

The sweet smell of coffee and baking and sugar flooded his nose and immediately gave him a massive head ache. He had stopped drinking anything with caffeine many years ago and subsequently hadn't set foot in eateries like this in equally as long. He was disappointed he hadn't ignored Olivia's early morning requirement, but he wanted to make up for... Well everything. She had a way of making him feel like everything was his fault... It may have been intentional, perhaps his little student in manipulation had surpassed her teacher... Or maybe it was unintentional and coupled with his guilt and desperation he simply could not disappoint her. Either way it was weakness. Another reason he hated the person he was in the equation that was them. If he felt it was for a reason, if he knew it wasn't for nothing, it might of been easier to go against every fiber of his being. But he didn't, and it wasn't. Instead he felt foolish. Despite all that he walked up to the register counter.

As the young girl recited her scripted greeting through a rehearsed smile he realized in the time it took him to walk here he still hadn't thought of what he was gonna say to Olivia.

He ordered the coffee as he remembered she drank it along with a box of doughnuts. If he was gonna suffer through this he was gonna get some damn donuts out of it.

He took the box under arm, the cup in hand and left.

Was she still there? It's possible she just rethought the whole situation, left the food on the table and took off. He wondered if there was a single part of him that wanted that to be true, wanted all this to be over so he could go back to hating his life and living day by day. He hated looking towards the future, he hated being in love. It was hard... Especially when that love bled you slowly each day. Being miserable and having nothing to live for was easy... Pitying Himself was easy, and comfortable. He was used to it. Shreds of hope only antagonized the beast that lived inside him, the wild creature that knew she would never be his. Feeding it only kept it alive.

He thought and thought as he took the scenic route home, in an attempt to buy some more time. He considered stopping somewhere else to pick her up a gift or something but the whole idea seemed pointless. They needed to talk. This had to end... One way or another. He hated how he was now and if telling her he loved her left him open to another wound, then maybe it would be worth it if he could just rid himself of this weakness or the possibility of them ever being together.

He walked up the stairs to his place and set the coffee down long enough to open the door. Rune grabbed the cup and went inside.

 

[Jenn1982]

Olivia finished washing the dishes and left them in the dish drainer to dry. She contemplated cleaning up in the kitchen, wiping the counters, drying the dishes and actually putting them away but that would make it pretty clear she was doing anything she could to stay distracted. The last thing she wanted was for rune to know she was upset by or jealous of the women in his life. She had no doubt it was more than one, she just hoped it wasn’t some crazy amount. She wasn’t sure what else to do while she waited for Rune, she didn’t want to explore more, partly for fear of what she would find and partly because she knew she would keep coming back to that stupid answering machine. She went over to his stereo and turned it on. She didn’t bother checking what CD’s were in it she just hit Play. She had always loved music, especially when she was stressed out or sad. She and Rune had had fairly similar tastes in music and had ended up introducing the other to new bands as well. She laid down on the couch and closed her eyes, letting the notes wash over her.

She knew Rune would probably be back soon and she was both excited and dreading his return. Even with all the problems between them she still really did enjoy being around him, the way it made her feel. But she had told him last night that they could talk about their relationship this morning and she wasn’t sure either of them were ready for that talk yet. She knew she wanted to be with him again...not just a friend with benefits, but actually with him. She thought that maybe he wanted that too but after the shit she’d put him through maybe not.

Either way they had a lot of problems to work through if they wanted to try and make it work this time around. She didn’t know if they were up for it, it was a lot of past mistakes and hurts and issues to try and fix. Of course now that she had actually realized that she did want to be with him again she knew that silly things like past baggage and reality wouldn’t stop her from achieving her new goal. Truth be told, a part of her was tired of the constant charade involved with her sex life, constantly having to be detached and indifferent, calculating everything she did or said to make sure it left her with the upper hand. These last few days with Rune had also left her defenseless against the guilt she felt for leaving him, as hard as she tried she couldn’t seem to get the walls back up to block it off.

She knew that wanting to be with him left her open to rejection, heartbreak, and lots of pain. She knew that while he’d admitted he loved her he probably still hated her as well. They could end up back together only to have him take out his years of anger and hatred out on her on a daily basis. She couldn’t totally deny that she might deserve that. She was getting ahead of herself though, Rune could come back and tell her that hey it’d been fun and he’d always love her but he didn’t want to reconcile. She really did not want that to be the outcome but if it was she wouldn’t bed and plead and make a fool of herself.

A few minutes later she heard the door open and then shut. She got up and walked into the kitchen, the smell of the coffee hitting her as soon as the door had opened.

“That smells amazing, thanks for going to get it for me.”

 

[HisPureLust]

"That smells amazing, thanks for going to get it for me."

Rune smiled and tried to give his best surprised expression...

"Oh...shit....I KNEW I forgot something! You wanted a coffee too, I only got one for me. Sorry."

He turned to place the donuts on the counter and couldn't stop smiling. He lifted the cardboard top and walked to the sink to pull some napkins from the roll suspended horizontally under the cabinet.

He pulled two squares and sat down before loosing his composure and laughing. He pushed the coffee towards the other side of the counter invitingly and handed her a napkin.

"Here... " he said through a smile "get your fix. Your totally welcome kitten."

He was quiet while attempting to make his pastry selection, breaking the silence eventually as he looked into Olivia's eyes.

"We need to talk...," he began in a somber tone. He was hoping he'd be able to ignore this whole thing but it was all he could think about. "There's a serious choice to make here...and putting it off isn't gonna do us any good..."

He punked out again and decided on levity.

"....Are you gonna take the only Boston cream, or am i?"

 

[Jenn1982]

"Oh...shit....I KNEW I forgot something! You wanted a coffee too, I only got one for me. Sorry."

Olivia gave him a hard glare but he went about getting out the donuts as if he couldn’t feel her eyes boring into his back. She was mostly sure he was kidding, otherwise she would’ve been yelling by now. He finally started laughing and slid the coffee towards her with a grin.

"Here...get your fix. Your totally welcome kitten."

“Asshole,” she muttered under her breath as she brought the cup to her lips.

The coffee was delicious, just the way she liked it and she was impressed Rune had remembered. The donuts looked and smelled delicious but she was content to sip at her coffee for a few minutes and let Rune pick what he wanted. His eyes moved to hers and she knew what was coming from his serious expression before he spoke.

"We need to talk. There's a serious choice to make here...and putting it off isn't gonna do us any good..."

She set her coffee down and tried not to look too nervous as she waited for him to continue. She’d known this was going to happen but she didn’t feel ready though she probably never would. Might as well get it over with sooner rather than later.

"....Are you gonna take the only Boston cream, or am i?"

A confused expression filled her face for a few moments as she processed his question. She had been expecting him to talk about whether they were going to try for a relationship or just cut ties...and then, boom, donuts. It wasn’t that she didn’t appreciate the reprieve from the dreaded talk, she just hadn’t thought it would happen.

“You should know the answer to that already, dear. You know when it comes to donuts it’s chocolate frosting, no filling, or nothing for me. You can keep your faux pie donuts.”

She grabbed a chocolate frosted donut from the box and took a few bites. Between the donut and the coffee she was in heaven. The dishes in the dish rack caught her eye and she was about to point out how nice she had been to wash his dishes but that thought reminded her of why she’d washed them in the first place. She spent a few seconds trying to ensure her voice would remain even and nonchalant before speaking.

“Oh, someone called while you were gone, they left a message on your answering machine.”

 

[HisPureLust]

She took the coffee and he enjoyed how she relished in it. The soothing calm and enjoyment that washed over her. It pleased him as much to watch her as it would have to drink it himself.

"You should know the answer to that already, dear. You know when it comes to donuts it’s chocolate frosting, no filling, or nothing for me. You can keep your faux pie donuts.”

He smiled but inside a play of checks and balances, reassessment and admonishment revolved around in his mind. Rune kept an extensive file... Indeed an entire library wing of his mind dedicated to Olivia. He had done this since the beginning but initially it was simply a matter of knowing his prey. Later it was much more than that, and after he lost her... And even at this point, it was sometimes all he had of her save for his box of memories. Even that didn't fully explain why however. He wanted to know her, all about her and he detested when there was something he had learned that he did not remember. It would be correct to assume this was for her benefit, so she would always see how much she mattered to him, but truthfully it was more....To explain it fully... Was like trying to explain why astrologist study the stars in the sky, even if they'll never meet or possess them for themselves...

He had actually forgotten her favorite kind of donut. Luckily they included a few of the ones she liked. Had he remembered half the box would of been dedicated to her. It would of been a foolish display of affection and adoration, something he would of never had done back in the day... but he would of made it. Desperate to distract what was coming.

Rune grimaced but took this moment to take a cruller for himself.

"Oh, someone called while you were gone, they left a message on your answering machine.”

He stood to walk over instinctively and check but stopped himself, realizing that was the last thing he should do right now. He noticed she had done the dishes from the breakfast he made her and used that as the reason he was up. Walking over to them and gesturing with his hand.

"You didn't have to do these...thanks."

It could only be a handful of people that would of called him. And he knew it wasn't Tristam cause Olivia would of just said it was. He ignored the message for now and hoped she would follow suit. It wasn't important and they were having a pleasant morning without any reminders of what they both had to do to make the last ten years bearable.

He turned back to her and sat back down.

"....we'll talk about it in the morning. We'll figure it out then."

Her words not his.

 

[Jenn1982]

Rune stood up after she mentioned the message on his answering machine and for a horrible few seconds she thought he was going to go play the message right now...in front of her. Her restraint had its limits and if she had to listen to some woman telling him how much she missed him and needed his cock...well there was only so much she could take. Instead, he walked over to the sink.

"You didn't have to do these...thanks."

She let out a sigh of relief and smiled at him.

“It only seemed fair, I mean you made me breakfast and went to get me coffee, the least I could do was do the dishes for you.”

He sat back down and she went back to nursing her coffee. She could already feel the effects of her hangover lessening and her love of coffee was once again validated. Rune was still eating his donut and she watched him as she alternated between donut and coffee, trying to not be too obvious with her staring.

She was starting to think he wasn’t going to address the elephant in the room which seemed out of character. Rune had never had a problem facing the harsh truth head on, even if he knew it was just going to lead to yelling or tears or pain. Hiding from confrontation had always been Olivia’s go-to move. She could think of a hundred reasons why he’d want to avoid this conversation though and she couldn’t blame him for any of them.

Still...as much as she wanted to run from it she knew they had to face and let the pieces fall where they may. She finished the last few sips of coffee and then met Rune’s eyes.

“So...where do we go from here, Rune?”

 

[HisPureLust]

He took small mindful bites of his cruller as he watched her watch him. The silence was deafening and as careful as the two of them were to not sound like gluttonous slobs and eat with their mouths closed the sounds of the meal echoed in the vacuum... Amplified.

He looked at her. Usually when he did it was like the first time. Everytime. Imagine how maddening that was, coupled with the anguish that deep inside this beautiful creature deeply resented him and was not his.

"So where do we go from here Rune?"

The question was both quiet but loud, hanging in the air with great need.

They looked at one another for a long while.

He could tell her what he wanted, he could tell her what he'd like her to do. Hell, he could command her and she would more than likely do it, but this was not something he could choose for them. This was something they had to choose for themselves.

"I can't tell you that. I can only tell you where I want this to go... What I want us to become."

He lightly tossed the half eaten pastry back into the box and crumpled his napkin in use as he cleaned the light glazing off his fingers.

"I'm so tired of pretending, I'm so tired of the fucken dance we do."

He balled his fingers into fists as they rested on the table. He knew he would remember this moment for the rest of his life. The question was would he be deeply depressed and drunk.. Mourning and regretting it, or would he be telling the story to their children... As she smiled besides him.

"All I've ever wanted was you. The irony that you would show up on the anniversary of our break up.... " he stopped, rephrasing since that sentence was meaningless "... I want you to be mine again. ONLY mine. But I don't know if we'll ever stop resenting each other and I don't know if we are even... Compatible... anymore."

He looked at her. His eyes glassy and wide.

"I still love you, I always have. Always will."

 

[Jenn1982]

The silence was deafening as she waited for Rune to answer her question. He stared at her for a while and she was desperate to know what he was thinking. His expression gave nothing away though and she fought to keep from just saying anything to fill the uncomfortable silence.

"I can't tell you that. I can only tell you where I want this to go... What I want us to become."

She felt frustration rise in her as she watched him wipe his fingers clean. It was an honest answer but a part of her still wanted the easy way out, she wanted him to decide so she didn’t have to.

"I'm so tired of pretending, I'm so tired of the fucken dance we do."

Though it was sad to hear him admit they spent all their time pretending around each other anymore it was also somewhat comforting to know she wasn’t the only one doing it or that was sick of doing it.

"All I've ever wanted was you. The irony that you would show up on the anniversary of our break up... I want you to be mine again. ONLY mine. But I don't know if we'll ever stop resenting each other and I don't know if we are even... Compatible... anymore. I still love you, I always have. Always will."

He wasn’t saying anything she didn’t already know or hadn’t already considered...there was a very real chance that they might not be able to get past their issues no matter how much they wanted to be together again.

At least he’d said it though, it wasn’t just this obvious, unspoken thing. And he wanted her...he loved her. He wasn’t rejecting her or laughing in her face at the thought of getting back together. At this point she would take what she could get and his response was more than she’d hoped for.

“That’s what I want too. I mean I know it might not be possible...but it’s what I really do want. How do we even like...go about being together again though? It all just seems so awkward now.”

 

[HisPureLust]

"Awkward I can deal with, awkward is temporal... "

He shut his eyes, finding her expecting gaze too much to bare. He could still see her...see it in his mind, her eyes full of longing and questions that wanted sure answers and promises... While a wisdom behind them simultaneously knew that any such things would be hollow ceremony. He looked at her again, feeling foolish. Her need for truth was not the problem, the problem was that he was afraid of what she would decide.

"....it can be moved passed, pushed through... What I can't live with... Is thinking that I'm somehow... The bad guy in the story of your life. Like... Like I get things changed. I'm not even gonna get into why you left or whatever, not now anyway, but I want you to know that I missed you... Thought about you. Every day for ten years. If I was just some dude that hurt you but you still have feelings for... If I was just a simple memory in the back of your mind while you were moving on with your life... Even though that would be more than enough for some... It would be healthy and all I'm supposed to ask for or expect...Well, it's not enough for me. I need to be more."

He wasn't sure what it was solving by telling her he expected her to have suffered... To have missed him. Obviously she did, but laying guilt and/ or expectation atop the already strained and sensitive nature of their relationship was unfair. But this wasn't a time for half truths or comprimise. He wanted her to understand that he needed to know what he meant to her.. And rune gaged that level through pain.

"I know it's asking a lot, but I need more."

He stood and walked around the island to stand beside her. He looked down at her sitting there in front of her coffee and donut. He wanted her to understand he was sorry. That he wanted another chance to make her happy, if she would just give this a chance. Work as hard on it as he was willing to and believe the possibility that they could be happy. But he didn't even know if either of them deserved another chance.

"I dunno how any of this will work, I know you need me to have the answers but I don't, I don't have them. What I can tell you is a life where we don't try and make this work... Isn't worth a damn to me anymore."

He knelt beside her and put his hand on her shoulder then following it to her neck and lifting her head to look in his eyes.

"So if this isn't gonna work, if this is gonna explode spectacularly... I don't care. I'd rather spend what's left of my life being with you than watching the fuse."

 

[Jenn1982]

"So if this isn't gonna work, if this is gonna explode spectacularly... I don't care. I'd rather spend what's left of my life being with you than watching the fuse."

Rune had kneeled down and pulled her face up until she was meeting his gaze. She felt overwhelmed by all the emotions going through her. She was scared, and sad, and happy, and nervous.

Most of what he’d said hadn’t been spectacularly hopeful or positive...but at the end, he’d made up for it and she’d thought her heart might explode with joy and hope. Which of course made her hesitate and doubt, her typical self-defense mechanisms when she felt scared and vulnerable. She wanted this enough though that she was able to push them away, at least for now.

“You were never just another guy, Rune. I know it sounds hard to believe considering that I was the one who left but it is true, I swear. I thought about you every day for a long time until it was too painful. Then I walled off that part of me, those memories. I know I can’t expect you to have all the answers, as nice as that would be, it’s just...this isn’t some little risk to take, this obviously matters a great deal to both of us and if it doesn’t work how will we survive that?”

She took a deep breath and worked up the last bit of courage she needed to commit to this enormous leap of faith.

“Okay, let’s do this then. Go big or go home, right? We make it work or we go down in breathtaking flames.”

 

[HisPureLust]

The light across the hall was dim but poignant. The single vase-like lamp's wide top barely illuminating the small dark room on the other side of the house. He stood in his doorway wondering why he wasn't out in the street already. Why he wasn't far far away yet. Something kept him here.. Kept him home.

On a bed in the dark room he could see his father's scarred, tattooed and dark back slowly rising and falling as he labored to breath. He took a drag of his cigarette after finishing off the bottle of vodka he had been nursing for the past half hour. As the smoke from his lungs filled the air, his father slowly rose and turned to catch sight of him.

He froze. He wasn't afraid. He had taken enough beatings to not only expect but ignore them. It wasn't that he didn't care... He'd rather not feel his father's fists beating him, feel the pain and embarrassment... but in the past years he had grown. Stronger, bigger, colder. The weakness gone, the bruises familiar. No, he was frozen for some other reason...

Rune took a step back but it was too late, his dad's large calloused hand rested atop his shoulder... Almost lovingly. It was instantly uncomfortable and he cursed the inability to move.

He despised affection from the man. It only came in this form... And he could feel the need to bury himself deep deep in a hole and hide. He felt sick as the alcohol on the man's breath became more pungent as they grew closer and when Rune could no longer fight the desire to tear away and flee... His father finally spoke. Telling him perhaps the single piece of good advice the man would ever give him...

"I know you don't listen to me...," he began struggling to stay on his feet "that's probably for the best."

There was something different about his father's tone... His manner... Something genuine despite his intoxication. He ignored his emotions and began to listen.

"But there's something you need to know, if I teach you anything at all... Let it be this... Don't ever have anything in your life, you cannot live without... Because if you loose it, and you will... You'll be fucked for the rest if your life."

He helped him back to the bed just as he collapsed into it.

"Remember what I told you... Don't ever..."

The drunk's words trailed off and Rune stared at his father vacantly. There was a wisdom to his words. Perhaps the seed of it was always within him, perhaps he just needed to hear it.

He covered the old man in a thin blanket and left the apartment. Grabbing his jacket as he did. The rain from the night sky felt good on his face.

Somewhere there was something that would numb him. He just had to find it. It echoed in his mind...

Don't ever have anything you can't live without.


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"You were never just another guy, Rune. I know it sounds hard to believe considering that I was the one who left but it is true, I swear. I thought about you every day for a long time until it was too painful. Then I walled off that part of me, those memories. I know I can’t expect you to have all the answers, as nice as that would be, it’s just...this isn’t some little risk to take, this obviously matters a great deal to both of us and if it doesn’t work how will we survive that?”

He honestly didn't know. He barely survived loosing her the first time... Fuck that.. He hadn't survived. Life simply became an empty prospect, a routine... And because he didn't end it didn't mean he wasn't miserable. He didn't know how he would survive it if this didn't work. Her opinion sounded like they shouldn't try considering that, but if they didn't try... Then it was over anyway, and that had the same result. That was unacceptable.

“Okay, let’s do this then. Go big or go home, right? We make it work or we go down in breathtaking flames.”

Rune smiled. He couldn't hide how glorious he felt hearing those words. While she didn't actually say they were hooking up, the implication made him the happiest he had felt in a long long time. He felt as if his dead black heart was filling his chest again, he scarcely believed this was real... He had wanted her back for so long and now... Finally he felt as if he could breath again... He was getting her back... And nothing else mattered....

"So... We're together again. Your sure this is what you want?"

He instantly regretted giving her an option a moment to come to her senses but the skeptic in him needed her to be sure.

He loved her completely but with that love came desperation and despite how much she cared he was sure she hadn't changed so much that she would adore someone that was so desperate for her affection. It wasn't in her character, and this could not be an act of sympathy. That too was unacceptable.

 

[Jenn1982]

Rune smiled at her and it seemed to make all her doubts and fears disappear in that moment. She knew that it would be better to try and have this fail because having some time together was better than none at all. She knew there were some real uphill battles they were going to have to fight to make this work but she would worry about them when they came.

"So... We're together again. Your sure this is what you want?"

“Yes, we’re together again and I’m sure. I mean I’m not guaranteeing it’s going to be like happily ever after but as stubborn as we both are if anyone can make it work it’s us.”

It still seemed a little awkward despite it being what she wanted. It was strange, Rune knew her better than anyone else, she’d never been as close with someone as she had been with him yet she still felt awkward and self-conscious at times. She blamed it on the unfriendly break-up and then subsequent ten years that had passed. She told herself it would go away soon now that they were back together.

It had been a very long time since she’d been in a relationship and she figured that might be adding to the awkwardness she was feeling now too. She wasn’t sure how many or how recently Rune had been in a relationship though unless he’d changed quite a bit he’d probably avoided relationships for the most part. She told herself he was as nervous as she was so she didn’t feel as foolish. It was inevitable though, she still felt foolish around Rune, though maybe not as often as she had when they’d first gotten together.

“So...what now? How does this change things?”

 

[HisPureLust]

"Yes, we’re together again and I’m sure. I mean I’m not guaranteeing it’s going to be like happily ever after but as stubborn as we both are if anyone can make it work it’s us."

He secretly and deep down inside himself thanked God he had this second chance. He vowed to himself he would not fuck this up, he would give her the attention she deserved and try harder with her than he'd ever tried with anyone, including Olivia. Most of his worry came from the nagging feeling that it would not be him to end this but her... It was hard to let go of the fact that she had disposed of him during what he thought was the height of their relationship. What was to stop her from....

He stopped. He could hear the little choice in his head that he used to pay by the hour. He couldn't keep expecting fucked up things to follow him around like a little storm cloud. If this was gonna work, he needed to give her a chance... As she had given him.

"So...what now? How does this change things?”

He pulled a chair up to her and tried to reign in his excitement. He paused for a moment. Telling himself to stop pretending with her. Again, this had to real... Honest. He had an ear to ear grin and was fucken happy beyond belief...why disguise it?

Rune took her hand in his. And looked at her with kindness.

"Not gonna change much... I mean... I have always adored you, I can just stop pretending I don't now, and drown you in the tidal wave of that adoration," he teased with a grin ,"....seriously though... I guess for starters, we aren't fucking anyone else. I couldn't handle that. I know your needs... And we can mess around with some playthings, that's not a problem. What I mean is we do all that together... From here on. Ok? I need to know it's just me. From now... Till forever."

'Forever'. Such a meaningless term. It meant nothing. As he said it, the felt foolish but it was truly what he wanted... An impossibility. He knew she would more than likely not deny him this fantasy but perhaps it was enough that she would try and love on,y him for as long as they were together.

Which he hoped with every fiber of his being was as long as he drew breath.

 

[Jenn1982]

Rune sat down in a chair next to her and she waited to see what he was going to say. After a few moments, he took her hand and smiled at her. It was the happiest she’d seen Rune, at least in a very long time.

"Not gonna change much... I mean... I have always adored you, I can just stop pretending I don't now, and drown you in the tidal wave of that adoration....seriously though... I guess for starters, we aren't fucking anyone else. I couldn't handle that. I know your needs... And we can mess around with some playthings, that's not a problem. What I mean is we do all that together... From here on. Ok? I need to know it's just me. From now... Till forever."

She nodded...it was what she’d expected. Hearing him tell her he was going to drown her in affection was...strange. On the one hand, she enjoyed hearing it, she did love him and she wanted to make him happy, to have him love her. On the other hand, she had spent the last ten years resolutely avoiding love or attachment. As much as she liked hearing it from Rune there was still that thread of panic that ran through her and made her hesitate.

His one “request” also seemed to give her pause. She truly was tired of the endless parade of one night stands but it was like second nature now...to have “variety” and fidelity had never been her strong point anyway. She would agree to it, of course, and she would actually do her best to follow through...she just worried about her own self-control. No point in mentioning all that to Rune, it would only make her worry constantly that she was out fucking around on him everytime they weren’t together. Who knew, maybe as long as they brought people in from time to time she’d never get the urge to stray.

“That’s fine, hun. Any other people we fuck we’ll only do it together.”

She leaned in and kissed his lips softly, pulling back with a smile.

“This does make me really, really happy.”

“So are you going to have to make a bunch of breakup calls now,” she asked as she glanced over at his answering machine.

 

[HisPureLust]

"That’s fine, hun. Any other people we fuck we’ll only do it together.”

Her... Casual agreement to such a thing concerned him. He would of expected her to at least need to discuss terms or explain how she might possibly screw up here and there... It would of been a more honest response. To begin this... Something as monumental as what they were going to attempt without taking every aspect of it seriously was a mistake, and he was greatly disappointed in her. He didn't want her to tell him she couldn't do what he needed but he knew her and he knew it shouldn't of been such an easy thing to agree to.

He could hear the foolish parts of him trying to give her the benefit of the doubt, after all he was a cynic. Maybe he was just analyzing this too much... She wouldn't cheat... She cared for him as much as he cared for her.

Surely that would stop her.

He kept telling himself that.

Inside the large serpent coiled and coiled, it's eyes opened in terror for the utter weakness that invaded every appendage and pore. It thrashed and thrashed as one does when struggling for life within a trap of one's own design.

All its strength drained away...instantly.

The truest evil was back... Complete vulnerability.

His worries faded as Olivia's lips bleed through him, all the sweet sweet bliss that filled him evaporating the reason and knowledge of an infinite number of hells that awaited him. He had but to choose. But for now those doors stayed shut. He tasted her lips on his, still moments after she pulled away and he smiled.

"This does make me really, really happy.”

<<<Liar>>>

"Yeah?," he said returning her smile... His eyes completely dancing and madly in love with her.

"So are you going to have to make a bunch of breakup calls now?"

He snapped out of his fugue and looked in the direction she implied.

Rune saw the little blinking light in his machine and remembered.

"Oh, well not really....," he rose from his spot leaning over the counter and walked around to her, putting his arms around her and squeezing gently. Inhaling the smell of her hair and living in this moment... "I'm not actually 'seeing' anyone. But yeah I'll let everyone know... Things are...different now."

He kissed her neck and licked it... Running his hand over her shoulders and down to her thighs. He continued to kiss her neck and head and cheek for a bit before returning to the kitchen, sporting an obvious and impressive bulge.

He faced the fridge catching sight of the calendar.

He was sad and happy at the same time and he stopped... Not even breathing, while he thought about this moment... would he have another date to mourn years from now? Or would this be the day... would this be his salvation and the day they'd tell they're children about. How would he look back on this point in time and feel?

<<<This will be the day you die... Far in the future when you remember she broke you>>>

He shook his head and turned to her.

 

[Jenn1982]

She could see in his face how much he loved her, how happy she had made him when she said she wanted to be together again, that she loved him. And it broke a part of her. Here was a person who had genuinely loved her, who had thought she was the most perfect person ever, who had wanted to spend eternity with her. And she had torn his heart from his chest and stomped on it until it was nothing but mush. And then she had come back into his life and made him fall for her all over again until he was back to that same lovesick man she’d known.

Yes, she loved him deeply, more than anyone else she’d ever thought she loved and yes she wanted to spend the rest of her life with him but there was a pretty big part of her that didn’t think she had the right, that she deserved a second chance. And the defeatist in her was parading out all her flaws that would inevitably fuck this up just like she had the first time. But she wanted this, more than she’d ever wanted anything else and so she was selfishly going to ignore the negatives and rely on her hope that this time would be different, that this time they would get the fairytale ending.

"Oh, well not really....I'm not actually 'seeing' anyone. But yeah I'll let everyone know... Things are...different now."

He got up and put his arms around her as he spoke. She immediately melted into him, savoring the feel of his embrace. She believed him, foolishly or not, that he didn’t have any serious relationships and that he’d cut off contact with any fuckbuddies. She knew she had to do the same thing but there were only two or three guys she would need to cut ties with and she highly doubted they’d make a big scene over it.

Rune started to kiss her neck as his hand moved down her body and her thoughts evaporated as desire took over. She moaned softly as his lips pressed against her neck causing tingles of pleasure to move through her body to her pussy.

After a few moments, he stepped away and walked towards the counter. She frowned as he walked away after teasing her. She could see he was hard and her desire deepened as she imagined that hard cock pushing into her.

He turned his back on her and she watched him as he glanced at his calendar. She wondered what he was thinking as he looked at it. She knew it had only been a few days since the “anniversary” of their breakup and she wondered if that date had been burned into his memory as it had been for her. She mostly tried to not think about it but it was always there in the back of her mind that whole day. She knew that on that day she tended to party and drink harder than she normally did and that she always ended up going home with someone. She just didn’t let herself dwell on it, she told herself it was just like any other day.

Rune finally turned back towards her shaking his head. She smiled at him as she stood up and walked over to him. She put her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. She broke the kiss and slid her hands down his chest as she got on her knees. She undid his jeans and pulled them down along with his boxers. His cock was still hard and she eyed it like drowning man would look at land. She ran her fingers over it, feeling the soft skin, the veins that had risen up along the shaft, the rigidness of it. She leaned forward and ran her tongue along it the same way her fingers just had. When it finally reached the head she could taste the drops of precum as her tongue ran up it. She slid it into her mouth, her lips pressing firmly around it. She looked up at him as she slowly fed it in inch by inch until it hit a spot in her throat that wouldn’t let any more in. She held it there for a moment, gagging before pulling back. She started sucking faster with each stroke as her body reacted. Her gags got louder and her eyes began to water as she continued to take his cock as deeply as she could. Her spit coated his cock and began to drip down from her mouth. It didn’t matter to her that her eyes were watering, her nose was starting to run, and she was drooling on his cock because in that moment all that mattered was his cock. She needed to worship it, she needed to have it fill her mouth, she needed it to push down into her throat until she was choking.

 

[HisPureLust]

Olivia left her seat with a smile as their eyes met. Rune noticed the hunger within them and the sadness behind his own fought the rising attraction and lust in a futile attempt to stay melancholy. She strode around the kitchen counter and walked up to him running her soft hands along his chest and falling slowly to her knees.

A man's dick responds to that, it's biology. It doesn't have to be touched at all to begin throbbing when a woman gets down in front of you... Her intentions clear. By the time she pulled off his pants and boxers, his cock had sprung to life. It was still semi faced. Rigid but soft... Long and fleshy, but pulsing and bouncing with anticipation. The air hitting it and her hands playing with it, fuck, even the gaze of her hungry eyes upon it causing it to grow harder and longer with every second of attention.

Rune closed his eyes and a soft moan escaped his lips as she played with his big fat dick. He wanted to fuck her mouth right then and there but let her have her way with it, he knew he wouldn't be disappointed. The worries and fears and concerns now far in the rear view of his mind. The serpent was still very much trying to get his attention but it may as well have been whispering some foreign language... He wasn't listening.

She took his giant flesh rod into her mouth, and he could see she was loving how much it filled her. Nothing like being on her knees and servicing her Daddy's thick cock. The feeling of knowing how good she was making him feel and how dirty it felt to feast on his cock like it was a privilege to taste such a delicious meal. He wondered if she could taste the remnants of her pussy on it still, or her ass. He wondered further and darker thoughts, thoughts that at these moments were more acceptable to him but he knew he'd suffer for later. Thoughts such as what the biggest cock she had ever blown was...or if she enjoyed his the best. It turned him on to think of this fucken bitch on her knees and swallowing a strange mans dick like a starving crack whore, but it infuriated him to know that those things happened without his consent or involvement. At the moment it was all fuel for his orgasm. The price was tallied and would be paid later. Heavily no doubt. It was here in the crucible of his mind that his jealousy and desire forged both incarnations of lust and deep deep paranoia and hate.

He watched the top of her head... The part in her hair and how long and soft and perfect her mane was. He ran his fingers through it as she started to impale her mouth with his dick. He hit the back of her throat as he had many times and heard her gag and choke. She was doing it herself and it was such a fucken turn on he was already nearing orgasm. She hadn't been able to deep throat him but he loved her willingness to punish herself in his manhood. Olivia sucked his dick hard and fast and he closed his eyes again to hear the sounds of the blowjob echo in the apartment.

She was sucking and slurping and her fucken face bobbing back and forth faster and faster on Rune's cock but she just couldn't get it any further. He pulled his dick out with a pop and smeared the thick gobs of saliva over her face as he moaned and teased. Making sure to cover her eyelids and nose and mouth with it.

"Your such a desperate dick whore, you know that? Look at how fucken disgusting you are... Your face full of saliva rich with my precum and dick sweat... You should see yourself. It's fucken pathetic... Your a fucken pig a desperate fucken cock pig...isn't that right, kitten?"

He pushed the tip of his dick up against her nose continuing to smear her face before holding the back of her head and affixing the tip of his huge cock to her lips. He pushed forward and let her mouth take him in again... He pushed it far, pounding his dick to the back of her throat and watching her neck back away instinctively as she gagged hard.

"Shut the fuck up actually... I'm not interested in what a dirty fucken pig like you has to say, just suck my dick...that's what your good for... Right slut?"

Rune slapped her face hard...his dick flopping out of her mouth.

"Right?"

He held her face in his fingers...squeezing her cheeks painfully together, the tears and saliva and drip from her nose mingling all together all over her face like a mosaic mess.

 

[Jenn1982]

Olivia sucked his cock desperately, like doing it was the most important thing in the world. And even though she wanted to do it well, it wasn’t even about that. It was purely that sucking his cock, having it fill her mouth was what she needed more than anything else in that moment.

She had always loved sucking cock but sucking Rune’s cock had always been more than just something she enjoyed doing. That’s how it was when it came to anything she did with him. She wasn’t sure if that was a healthy reaction and she knew it was one of the things that had scared her about their relationship. To need someone that desperately, the power that gave them over her emotions and heart terrified her. At the same time being able to fulfill that need was comforting...reassuring. That feeling was the difference between her relationship with Rune and every other relationship she’d had. She’d never come anywhere close to feeling so deeply or needing someone that much.

She continued to move her mouth up and down on his cock, pushing it as far as it would go and trying to take more of it, stopping just short of pushing it so far she threw up. Her pussy was nearly dripping with wetness as she savored the feeling of his dick in her mouth. She loved the way it felt sliding between her tightly pressed lips, how hard and thick it was, the taste of it. When Rune pulled it from her mouth she made a disappointed noise. He rubbed it along her face, her saliva smearing along her skin.

"Your such a desperate dick whore, you know that? Look at how fucken disgusting you are... Your face full of saliva rich with my precum and dick sweat... You should see yourself. It's fucken pathetic... Your a fucken pig a desperate fucken cock pig...isn't that right, kitten?"

He rubbed his dick along her face for another moment before pressing it against her lips, his hand moving to hold the back of her head. She opened her mouth as he pushed his cock between her lips until it hit the back of her throat and made her gag loudly.

"Shut the fuck up actually... I'm not interested in what a dirty fucken pig like you has to say, just suck my dick...that's what your good for... Right slut?"

He slapped her face and she whimpered in pain as his cock slipped from her mouth. It had been a hard slap and she hadn’t been expecting it which somehow seemed to make it sting more.

"Right?"

He took her face in his hand, his fingers digging into her cheeks until they were pressed painfully against her teeth. Tears welled up in her eyes as she nodded up at him as best she could with him holding her face. Despite the pain and the tears she was enjoying this, she was happy. She reveled in pain and degradation and no one did it better than Rune. The way he’d made her feel had set the bar and after she left him she’d been chased that feeling but none of the guys she’d been with had come close to it.

 

[HisPureLust]

<< This is her lover... This will always be her only true lover, her only faithfulness... you know that don't you?>>

Shut up.

<<This is the only reason she puts up with your pathetic weaknesses....>>

There was a secret...

It was deep deep deep inside, and hidden away far far from every good thing and beautiful memory he held of her.

It was within a black box inside a black room and guarded by the serpent itself.

Originally Rune had not cared for her. He cared for no one. It was very very very early, he barely knew her and so he treated her with the fantastic disregard Olivia chased her whole life... But once he had loved her, which was almost immediately... He was at a loss. He could not function and could not be who she wanted so desperately... It was why she left him, or at least part of it he was sure, one of dozens, he had convinced himself. He tried to be careless and heartless and cruel but it was not how he saw her any longer.

Now however...

He held the key.

He had a reservoir of hate. All he had to do was flip a switch and he despised her.

He turned it on and all those wonderful indifferent impulses came flooding back. He envisioned every other cock in her mouth, envisioned her living her life without him, not caring whether he was laying bleeding in a ditch somewhere. Missing all the moments he needed her... His eyes narrowed and he could see her taking huge cocks and laughing and loving every minute of it. Betraying their bond and totally ignorant of his own well being.

He was like two people that way, and so he let the resentment wash over him and didn't worry, she'd love him all the more for it... He was sure.

He backhanded her face, just as hard as his first slap but on the other cheek. Watching her hair flail to the side as it followed her face. He could see a bit of blood on the corner of her mouth and he knelt down to lick it off, grabbing a fist full of her hair as he did...

Rune suddenly tugged on it and began walking around the kitchen island counter to the living room, dragging her behind him as he did.

He grabbed her neck and began closing his fingers around it, constricting her windpipe and causing her face to turn red while he pulled her body up and onto the couch. He did this for a moment before allowing her air and then roughly picked her up and tossed the rest of her on the couch, her stomach and face hitting the leather cushions.

He was quickly upon her and again grabbed her neck but this time from behind as he raised it back and crushed. He stopped as he heard her sputter and again allowed her to breath but placed a hand on the back of her head to push her harder against the black leather cushions.

Rune seized her arms and twisted them behind her back.

"I'm gonna cut you now... Just because. I want you to fucken bleed, and you can't stop me.. So your going to bleed, cause I can do anything I want to you. I could choke you till your fucken blue or beat the shit out of your worthless ass, but you'd probably like that too much."

He slapped the back of her head before mashing her face hard again into the couch one last time, then releasing her.

"Keep your worthless ass right there!"

Rune left Olivia laying on her stomach, and walked to the kitchen and got a sharp knife, he tested it on his finger and it was duller than he'd like but he didn't actually keep razor sharp utensils around. They were all fairly adequate for what they were. He considered getting a razor but it wasn't as... Dramatic.

When he returned he straddled her hips.

"Maybe I'll cut my fucken name into your back."

<<Yes... This is who she loves...>>