_____ 'S POV
He was getting to you, but you concediently denied his pleasure being pushed unto you. You didn't want to swallow your pride. At least.. Not yet. Warm saliva began to ooze from your mouth to the sheets of the bed as he slid his fingers to your sensation. The complete feeling began to make you delirious. The gentle tips of his fingers made it through the corridor of your black (panties, thongs). You felt Jeff's warm breathing against the nape of your neck, his long, feral onyx hair sliding and hovering against your back, neck, and cheeks. You quivered at his steady, large bulge thuding against your bottom. Containing any moans that might flood to the open, you gritted at your teeth. His buldge was still getting thicker, and more fear rose in you as it began to grow even amongst it's size. His hand slid to your breast, cupping it, and pulling you to a stance as he bit into your neck. You suck air through your teeth as he bit harder. At the same time, he pecked at your clit with the tips of his fingers. Your body is taking pain and pleasure at the same moment. Jeff's sleeve rubbed against your lower abdomine.
"Hey.. You want to see something?" He whispered playfully, pausing everything he was doing. But, deep in your proud abyss you reluctantly didn't want him to stop. You glare into space, dazed by so much pleasure. Jeff snorted and began walking you to a large mirror. You see yourself in a hot mess. Unable to control your body. Your (EC) eyes drift to Jeff. His smile never swayed as he glared back into the mirror at you. You see the bite marks that he seeped into you to the side of your nape, some marks secreting blood.
"I want you to see yourself losing to me." His whispering flicked at you like a whip, burning you in intemate places. You wrestle with him, pulling your weight against him. You stumble before he slides one hand to your mouth and felt the tip of a knife press against abdomine. His hand was dripping with the your own thick liquids. You cringe at the salty taste as he forcefully bends his fingers into your mouth.
"I can still hurt you. I'll tie you up if I have to. Why are you even fighting? You're loving this." Jeff growled premiscously. You tense up in a freeze.
"No, let me go" Your plea is morphed by him sliding his fingers against your tongue. You cough the taste out and whimpered.
"I d-don't want to this. Just let me be normal th-"
You were cut off by a low gruff.
"I'm not going to do that, you know? you can't change your mind like this. I don't want to stop. So we won't stop until I say so" After he denied you of your freedom, he jolted you tightly to himself and began to place his lips back on your neck for a brief moment, licking at your blood before he began to fumble at your (shorts, pants, skirt). He slowly releaved the knife from your neck and your relaxed slightly. Before you could react he began to remove your (shorts, pants, skirt) quickly. You flush with embarressment and he chuckles at the sight of it.
"You're pretty cute when you're embarressed" He snorts, before sliping both your under clothing and (shorts, pants, skirt) off and throwing them to the corner of the room. You glare away from the mirror, unable to look at the sight of Jeff about to devour every part of you. Your whole body burned of embarressment and pleasure. Your mind bled to the possibilites of what may happen if this continues on. Realizing the your trapped in these speratic feelings with him. You shiver at cold breeze gliding across your legs in comparision to you upper body where Jeff was holding you hostage.
"It looks beautiful" His low husky voice sent a chime of shock down your spine. Your sensation tingled, ready for him to ravish it in any second. As the waited moment grew long you gulp on air and the dry taste of yourself.
"Don't knock me up." Your voice was in defeat and Jeff rubbed it in by laughing at your request.
"I don't have any rubber, I told you to keep up on the those pills anyhow." You couldn't reply in enough time before he pulled you back on the bed, this time back facing down, and lifted your legs over his shoulders. A long concealed moan broke out from him just breathing over your sensation. He lightly kissed at your breasts, leaving trails of his saliva over you. Your legs automatically melted, trembling into noodles from him smiling at your exposed body. You twitched from his protracting hair, wisping around your legs, body, and near your sensation.
"_____, you shouldn't keep your mouth closed, you'll only chew your lips away" His smirk made you slightly scowl and you turned your head.
"You should also look at what I'm doing to you. I want you to remember how you finally admit to me how much you love me." His wide smile showed the content of his carved teeth. How can you enjoy this from something like him. After breifly skimming over him, you tense up as he kissed right above your clit. You mumble under your heavy breathing and rested your head on the unsettled pillow. He was teasing you. He knew when to torture in this way. He knew when you wanted it or didn't. And even though you had never had sex before, he already knew your intemate life. Finally, you feel this sharp twist of pleasure as he let the tip of his tongue taste you. You couldn't help but moan.
"J-Jeff..S-s-Ah" Jeff poked his tongue barely in you. Your moaning only made him intense.
"You're such a wuss.. You might not take the main entre so well." He scoffed.
He continued to taste more and more of you. You're unsettling embaressment sky rocketed as you felt warm strings of your own juices string off of Jeff's soft, warm tongue. You fought against his hands that kept your legs widened. You especially clenched at the nerves of your legs when he began to suck at the secretments of your sensation. The sounds were overbaring, but Jeff had yet to care.
"Just.. Just kill me now.." You plead, knowing your full virgin days will be over in a matter of minutes. Your cheeks ached, contridicting at the full on pleasure being sprawled over your lower body. Before all that pleasure could build up Jeff stopped. You glare at him to see a string of your own thick juice stringing all the way from your sensation to his deep scarlet, cut mouth.
"Didn't you enjoy that? Tell the truth" He bent over you, having his drenched lips inches away from yours. He bit his lip, licking at any taste he has of you away. You crinch your face as his hair spilled onto your face.
"Your stupid, mangled hair.. Can we stop now?"
He paused and snorted at you.
"And yet you still want to stop.. you know that won't happen, right?"