Morning Coffee And Sweet Surprises (Closed to Poprockz)

[Poprockz]

He frowned and set his pizza down, wiping his hands off and slowly walking over to her. His voice was a bit lower now, a little hint of a threat in his tone, "Cora... you need to eat or you'll be hungry later. Now come out from under there and eat the pizza." Damien crossed his arms as he hovered nearby at the side of the bed, his finger tapping on his arm in annoyance. There was silence for a moment, enough for the tapping to be heard by her.

It was obvious that he wasn't happy with her answer, his lips pursed as he waited for her to comply.

 

[Drobabes]

"What are you, my dad? I'm an adult. If I'm not hungry, I'm not hungry and you can't make me eat."

Oh man, she was asking for it now. She had let that bratty tone leak into her voice and she had laid down a challenge. She knew he could force her to eat, and probably pretty easily.

The tapping was muffled, but she could still hear it and knew she was ruffling his feathers. Well, if she had wanted to know how dangerous he actually was, now was probably as good a time as any. He only had her for one more night, and she knew she could take whatever he dished out. She wouldn't like it, but she could take it.

 

[Poprockz]

There was silence for a minute as he froze, not even the tapping of his finger being heard as he narrowed his eyes at her. So that was how she wanted to play, was it? It wasn’t as though he was being too demanding, having only asked her to eat some pizza, or try to eat something.

“Really, now....” His voice was sharp and icy, as if each word would cut her if she wasn’t careful. “Hmm... you know, you’re you’re right, I’m not your dad.” He deftly shifted, creeping to the end of the bed silently. It was obvious she was clinging to the covers, not wanting him to pull it off of her. He didn’t intend to pull it off though, per se.

With the most careful movements, he slipped his arms underneath the covers at the foot of the bed, and then he struck. Quickly, he grabbed her ankles and pulled her down to him with his strong arms. When he couldn’t pull her ankles further, he gripped just above her knees and pulled her even more. He then ducked under the sheet and found himself face to face with her, his steely eyes angry as he looked at her.

Her wrists were captured and pinned down before he leaned a little closer. “If I was your daddy, maybe I wouldn’t enjoy spanking you.”

 

[Drobabes]

Cora tensed under the covers bracing herself for what he was planning. Maybe he was going to get something from the chest to punish her with, or his belt...oh god, she hadn't thought about that. Suddenly he grabbed her and yanked her down, making her scream. It wasn't a scared scream, as it wasn't very loud, but more of a childish girly scream of surprise. She held onto the blanket, but as he yanked her the second time, it got pulled loose and was now more open and allowing the light to come in.

Her eyes were wide as she shrunk underneath him, his voice so cold to her ears. She has to swallow to make her own steady.

"You wouldn't da-"

She stops as her hazel eyes travel his face and she sees the small smudge on his nose. Something in her breaks, and a giggle starts to work up into her chest. She wanted to clamp her hands over her mouth to stop it, but her held her wrists with the strength of iron, so she has to turn her face to the side to hide the wide grin as best she can as she shakes with laughter beneath him.

 

[Poprockz]

She was taking him seriously and then she just started... giggling. He looked at her in confusion, utterly at a loss as to what was so funny. Obviously she had been at least a bit afraid of the repercussions of refusing him, but now she was struggling to hold back her laughter. Had she cracked under the pressure? Been driven insane by her time in the cabin with him?

"Wha... what's so funny? Didn't you hear me?" His voice was a bit uncertain, the man still trying to be intimidating but having a hard time with her practically shaking underneath him. It definitely wasn't the reaction he was expecting.

 

[Drobabes]

There were tears in her eyes from trying to hold it back, and his confused expression, absolutely baffled by her reaction to him, only made it worse. She lets loose with a full out laugh, her eyes squinting shut as she does so. After a few seconds of this, she finally manages to take a deep breath and talk.

"You have a dirt smudge on your nose."

Saying it out loud only seems to make it funnier, and soon she is full out giggling at the absurdity of it. Maybe she has just been in the cabin too long. Or maybe it was just because his face was so damn cute.

 

[Poprockz]

He let go of her wrists and leaned back a bit, processing her words as she full-on laughed at him. His cheeks started to flush a bit, his face screwing up a bit in embarrassment. The man quickly reached up and furiously rubbed his nose. However, it only spread the smudge, getting it all over. Damien looked at his hand and blinked, wondering what the hell happened.

The oven. It had to have happened when he was cleaning that damn oven. Looking away from her he mumbled, "stop laughing, it's not that funny." He felt a bit embarrassed by it, even though there was really no reason to be.

In the heat of the moment, he had almost forgotten why he pulled her down the bed in the first place.

 

[Drobabes]

Now that her wrists were free, she pulls her hands over her mouth in an attempt to stop the mad giggles that had consumed her. It takes her a minute, and it doesn't help when all he does is manage to smear it, but she finally does.

She wipes her eyes, then sits herself up.

"Here, let me."

She licks her thumb to get it wet, then she reaches out and wipes the rest of the smudge off for him. Instead of letting her hand drop back down to her side though, she lets it slowly slide down and caress his face. This was the Damien that he had shown her not hours ago. That precious something that could shatter if it wasn't handled carefully.

The smile on her lips turns into a small frown as she looks into his eyes. She wished she hadn't met him the way she had. If he hadn't forced her; if he hadn't kidnapped her, then maybe...

She lets her hand drop down as she realizes how long she has been holding it there, and she looks away to the plate of pizza.

"Am I still going to get spanked if I don't eat that?"

She meets his eyes then, with a playful and coy look in her own.

 

[Poprockz]

He almost drew back from her as she reached out, instead pausing as though he wanted to feel the touch of her hand. He did, and he was secretly happy when she wiped the smudge off of him. It might not have been as secret as he thought, a small smile on his lips as he felt her soft, wet finger wipe away the dirt.

Damien had expected for her to maybe pat his cheek and move on, but instead her hand lingered on his cheek. His eyes widened a bit, surprised that she was being so gentle with him, as though she truly was enjoying his company. His heart twisted and he wanted to pull away, but couldn't. Her hand was like a magnet, keeping him against his will until she decided to release him.

Before she did so, he saw her frown and he tried to search her face for a reason. What was she thinking? Maybe she was just teasing him, knowing he was a bit attached by how he acted earlier. He would probably never know.

He met her playfulness with a smirk of his own. "Of course. I will bend you right over my knee if you don't." Fuck. He had said that he wouldn't fuck her again today. He was supposed to be keeping his distance, and yet he couldn't deny that he wanted to see her plump little ass pink under his touch.

 

[Drobabes]

She leans back on her hands and her eyes narrow. She clucks her tongue in her cheek like she had seen him do earlier, trying to imitate him as best she can.

"Well then. I'm not..."

Her body moves up again, and she lets her hand reach out towards his pants. Instead of going for his pants though, she slips her hand under his shirt.

"... going to..."

Her hand glides along his smooth chest as she splays her fingers out over his collarbone, and her other hand reaches out to slowly grab the his shirt and pull on it slightly, popping the top button open. She then brings her face up to his ear.

"...eat that fucking pizza."

Her voice is a sultry whisper, and she nips his sensitive lobe when she is done.

 

[Poprockz]

His eyes widen further, utterly taken aback by the way she was acting. There were so many feelings roiling inside him, arousal being the one at the forefront. It was breathtakingly sexy the way her body moved, her hands feeling like lighting on his chest, sending zips of pleasure throughout his body. He gulped as she popped the top button on his shirt, trying to hold onto some semblance of restraint.

He wasn't supposed to be doing this, she had already drawn him too close before. She had exposed him and then unleashed those fearful eyes on him with that soft voice. Damien wasn't going to come away from this unscathed if he continued, and yet he wanted so badly to let himself go again.

"... eat that fucking pizza."

Her mouth on her ear made him shudder, his cock straining against his jeans and pulsing with need. His will was being whittled away, his shoulders relaxing and his hands going to her waist before he withdrew them, not wanting to touch her for fear of succumbing to her charm.

"Just a- just a spanking... nothing more," he panted, trying to pull back a bit, though she was still attached to his ear.

 

[Drobabes]

She smiled against his ear as she nibbled it for a moment longer. She was enjoying this more than she probably should have, but, she was afraid that if she stopped he would go behind his wall again.

Her hand on his chest lifts up and forms a bit of a claw. With her fingernails just barely touching his skin, so that it tickled more than scratched, she slowly rakes down across, and then to his side and back behind his shoulder, where she gives just a little more pressure to the scratch. Her nose drags down his jawline, her hair falling in his face a bit.

"Just a spanking?" she pouted, her voice speaking on a heavy pant.

 

[Poprockz]

He groaned as he felt her fingernails gently pressing into his skin as she slowly brought them across his chest. It felt so right when she touched him, feeling as though he was being touched by Aphrodite incarnate. His hands gripped the sheets underneath him as he closed his eyes, panting softly at all the stimulation.

This could still be a trick. She could be trying to peel back his layers to wreak havoc on what lay underneath. Damien thought to himself that he was going to sorely regret this tomorrow, but he didn't know how much longer he could resist her.

When he heard that short sentence, his eyes snapped open. Did she really want him to fuck her? Was Cora truly trying to get him to take her once more, even though he didn't need to that night? What were her motives and what would happen afterward?

At another of her heavy pants, he felt himself become undone. He reached up and started undoing the buttons on his shirt one by one until he was able to shrug it off. Once that was done, he grabbed her shoulders and firmly pulled her away from him. He stared into her hazel eyes for a moment with an expression that almost expressed his hesitance before he moved forward, grabbing her and pulling her over his lap. He started to rub her ass, kneading it softly.

"Not eating your pizza, and now trying to seduce me... feeling a bit naughty tonight are we?" he brought his hand back and gave her ass a nice spank, keeping her dress on for now, though he fully intended to take it off soon.

 

[Drobabes]

Her pulse quickened as she heard him groan and felt him start to unbutton his shirt. She was getting ready to give him a little love bite on his chin when suddenly he was pushing her back and staring into her eyes. Had she messed up? Had she gone about it the wrong way? He was the first man that she had actively tried to take more initiative with, tried to be seductive with. What if she wasn't good at it and had just been making a fool of herself?

Suddenly she found herself hanging over his lap, shouting from surprise of the sudden harsh treatment, but then giggling madly as she squirmed. As his hand groped her ass, she froze, a small smile still on her lips as she waited in suspense.

"...feeling a bit naughty tonight are we?"

His hand came down hard on her ass, making her cry out and jump slightly before settling back down and trying hard to suppress the giggles that wanted to bubble up. The fabric of the dress prevented his hand from really leaving a sting, but the pain of it was still strong enough to make her sit still and pay attention.

Her chest shook a little as she tried not to laugh.

"I don't know what you are talking about."

She layered her voice with indignation, like a spoiled princess thinking she could get away with whatever she liked and act haughty when called out upon it.

 

[Poprockz]

When she stopped squirming as much, he could tell that she was feeling giggly again. Though he was feeling a bit more playful himself, he wasn't sure what it was about the situation that she found giggle-worthy. Was it what he said? Was it that she found his dirty talk hilarious? Damien's strong right arm held her down on his lap as he found the edge of her dress and started to pull it up and off of her ass.

There it was, plump and vulnerable. His hand caressed it once more, squeezing gently as he got more of a feel for how soft she was. The hand was brought back and he spanked her once more, loving the way he could see her ass jiggle from his strike. He made sure that his hand was firm, but not too painful for her. After all, he was trying to make her wet, not beat the shit out of her.

He hummed with satisfaction, rubbing her ass again before sliding his hand down and between her legs. He moved his fingers against her folds, teasing her and trying to gauge how turned on she was currently.

 

[Drobabes]

She had been so mentally stressed that when the unexpected little smudge on his face made her laugh, it was like her brain demanded of her that she stay in that high. It was a release of tension, making her momentarily forget about the fears and consequences of what the future might hold and just making her be in the moment. But more than all that, it was him. The way he handled her. The way he held back from truly hurting, and not trying to break, her...she trusted him. It was foolish and probably would get her seriously hurt one day, but in that moment, she didn't care. She felt secure under his touch, protected, even as he was using it to hold her down.

Her spine tingled as she felt his fingers pull her dress up and softly grope her ass, making her pussy wet for him. God, how many times had he made her cum over the last day, and she was still responding to his touch like this?

His hand came down on her soft ass again, causing her to yelp and squirm, and playfully try to fight out of his iron grip. Then she heard his hum and it made her groan and lay still as his hand travelled to her slick folds. She laid her head on the sheets and slowly closes her eyes, reveling in the way his warm hands were making her feel.

 

[Poprockz]

His fingers glided over her slick pussy, loving that she was already wet for him. He simply explored her for a minute, getting his fingers wet as his fingertips slowly moved over and in-between her petals. Pushing softly, he entered her and scissored his fingers a couple times before pulling out again. Some of her juices were gathered in his hand, the man moving his fingers over to her ass to get it lubed up with her own nectar before one finger was slowly pushing inside.

A steady pace was established before he withdrew from her, spanking her swiftly before returning to her wanting asshole.

“Your ass remembers me, I think.” He chuckled, looking down at her strewn over his lap. Damien wasn’t sure what he wanted to do yet, but didn’t feel rushed to make a decision. She might be horny and impatient, but it wasn’t as though she could make him go faster. He smirked, liking the idea of driving her a bit crazy by going excruciatingly slow.

 

[Drobabes]

She breathed deeply and slowly as he fucked her with his hand, his pace exquisitely slow and taunting. Knowing that he wouldn't hurt her, it made it much easier to keep herself relaxed as he worked a single finger into her tight little hole, making her pant and mewl. The sting of the slap only added to the pleasure, her hands gripping the sheets as she bit her lip and held back the lewd sounds she wanted to make.

“Your ass remembers me, I think.”

She blushed a little but didn't say anything, instead choosing to let her body talk for. She lifts her ass up to his hand, impaling herself deeper on his thick finger and letting just a small moan out. The memory of how good it had felt in her ass the last time, as she spread her legs wide for him, was making her quiver and want him even more.

 

[Poprockz]

Should I fuck her pussy while fingering her little ass? Or should I just let her ass swallow up my cock again? He mused to himself internally, his finger working her ass as he thought. An idea occurred to him and he made a small little smile. Withdrawing his hand once more, he removed the arm pinning her down and moved her onto the bed so that she was facing away from him on her forearms and knees.

"Stay right there..." He purred, his hands caressing her cheeks as he kissed one of them softly. Turning away, he went to the chest and grabbed a thing or two, quickly returning behind her. She felt a slight pressure, and then something lubricated was slowly pushed into her ass. It wasn't as big or thick as his cock, but it was a decent size.

Damien knelt silently as he took out some cleansing wipes and wiped off his hands from fingering her, making sure he was clean before proceeding. A remote was raised, a smirk on his face as the anal plug turned on and started buzzing in her ass. His hands were rested on her cheeks as he rubbed his cock along her folds, getting it nice and wet for a moment before giving her a smack to her ass once more.

 

[Drobabes]

"Stay right there..."

"Okay."

She pulled a pillow towards herself while she waited for him, hugging it to her chest and giving herself something for her face to rest on. When he returned and placed something hard against her puckered hole, she sucked in a sharp breath and shivered-the temperature of it much lower than her own. Then it was slipping into her, and once it was nestled in nicely, she shifted her legs a bit. She didn't know what it was, but it was a little bit uncomfortable. Not painful, just...weird. It didn't take long for her body to bring it up to temperature, and once there, it was a bit more comfortable to take.

When he pushed the button and the little plug began to vibrate, Cora actually flinched. The last thing she had been expecting was for the thing to move, let alone vibrate with such intensity.

"Damien what the hell is that thing?" she whines, not sure if she liked these new sensations or not. However, as his cock came to rest against her slick folds and stimulate her clit, she moaned. Once again he managed to transform one sensation into a whole new one, making any rational thought she might have had sink into the depths of pleasure.

"Ooh...nevermind..."

She gripped the pillow and buried her face in it as he spanked her little ass again, causing an intense heat to bloom across her cheeks.

 

[Poprockz]

He grinned when she asked about the plug now in her ass, not deigning to answer her as she would soon find out how nice it might feel. Damien enjoyed using plugs because he had been told that it vaguely simulated being fucked by two guys at once, or being fingered and fucked at the same time. He had wanted to pump his own fingers in and out, but he figured that this might be more enjoyable since it freed up his hands for other things.

Damien reached out and grabbed the end of the plug, moving it in close circles like one might move the joysticks on a controller. He knew it stirred her insides gently, and liked the idea of it hitting some sensitive areas. Releasing it once more, he slid his hand from the small of her back to her shoulder, bending over her so that his muscular chest was to her back.

"Do you want it? Do you want me inside you?" he asked, reaching around her chest to fondle her breast, teasing her nipples with his fingers, rolling and pinching the sensitive nub. His hips started to gently move, thrusting softly against her ass as his cock rubbed against her clit.

 

[Drobabes]

The pillow muffled her small noises as he moved the plug around, causing the vibrations to stimulate both her ass and her cunt. It was such a strange feeling, being able to feel it all the way to her core.

As his hand made a warm path to her shoulder she shifted her face to the side so she wasn't hiding it anymore, wanting to see. His chest against her back felt so good; she loved the way he laid down over her like that, his weight a comfortable presence.

"Do you want me inside you?"

She was so torn. Her pussy demanded she grind against his cock while her breasts demanded that she lean forward and press into his hands, and his sultry voice in her ear demanded she answer.

"Yes" she panted heavily, pushing back against him.

"Please...I want you..."

 

[Poprockz]

He almost expected her to remain silent or give him one of her reluctant answers, but instead she had willingly and lustfully told him that she wanted him. His heart was beating out of his chest and he almost couldn't contain his excitement. Damien couldn't remember a time when a woman had wanted him like this, wanted to be with him rather than wanting to take advantage of him or cower away. It made him want to handcuff her to the bed and never let her leave, which was a dangerous feeling to have.

Damien knew that soon their time together would end and he would have to say goodbye, not only to her, but to the piece of himself that she had stolen. It was a bittersweet feeling, but he closed his eyes and just concentrated on being with her in that moment. After all, memories were all one had in the end.

His hips pressed forward, his other hand guiding his large head and then the rest of his swollen cock into her waiting pussy. The vibrations from the plug could be felt from within her and he groaned from the added stimulation. His lips pressed against her shoulder as he started to roll his hips, his left hand holding him up while his right hand continued to fondle her.

Leaning forward near her ear, he nibbled on the top of it for a moment before saying in his smooth, soft voice, "tomorrow is a new day, but tonight, you're mine... and I am yours."

 

[Drobabes]

She gasps as his cock enteres her. He was not a small man by any means, and with the plug in her ass, filling her other end, it was almost too much. It almost hurt as he filled her so completely. However, she was horny, and so full of need that the line between pain and dark, lustful pleasure was blurred.


"tomorrow is a new day, but tonight, you're mine... and I am yours."

Did he... really just say that?

Her heart skipped, and then soared.

She had no right to feel the way she did during those brief few seconds after the words were whispered in her ear, to feel so elated. It was as if her whole world had burned to the ground and with a simple snap of his fingers he brought it back to life.

"Damien..."

Tears stung her eyes as she lifted her face, turning to nuzzle her nose against his chin and seek out his lips for a warm kiss. He was right. Tomorrow would be a new day, but tonight, she wanted to give him something that she had never given to anyone.

That first day, when he had captured her and asked her if she was a virgin, she had been honest with him. She had had boyfriend's. What she had failed to mention, however, was how many.

Many, many men had tried to court her, few of which had ever made it to the bedroom with her. Almost all of them had been seeking something from her, seeing a small and broken thing and wanting to fix it. Or conquer it. And of those few who did not seek to fix or conquer her, those few she had been willing to lay with, it didn't last. She couldn't give them the something that was needed to hold a relationship together, the something that, until now, she didn't even realize she had.

In that moment, between the throes of ecstacy and his warm embrace, she wanted to give him her. Her soul, her love...her very being.

 

[Poprockz]

Her voice sweet voice sounded so fragile when she said his name, so soft and yet so full of need. He knew that he could only accept it for tonight, so he simply let her voice wash over him.

As he worked into a slow, sensual rhythm, he felt her nuzzle his face, her eyelashes tickling his cheek and her lips so close to his. He didn't hesitate, moving his lips to hers and kissing her softly. She tasted salty... Was she crying? He wasn't going to question it yet, as it may have even have been his own tears that he was tasting, feeling a bit overcome himself.

He shifted position, moving them onto their sides and reaching down to hold her leg up by her thigh. His other hand went around her shoulder back to her breast, almost as though his arm was a pillow for her to lay her head on. Though he had moved them, his lips never left hers, his tongue moving into her mouth and caressing hers with soft, teasing flicks.