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Triggers: Obsession, stalking, erotic content.

Cw: Obsession, stalking, erotic content. All characters are 18+.

I was here once again. The same club I came to every Saturday night to torture myself these days. I even had a routine now, ordering one drink and slowly nursing it as I watched the dance floor from the balcony above. Most days you weren’t even there and I simply enjoyed the churning bodies, the endless whump of the music pulsing through me, as everyone else emptied out their passions with abandon. The days you were there though, those were always more … intense. Everyone else simply became a blur as I watched you, the aching in my chest drowning out the music that warred with it, the memories of that one night we had shared coursing endlessly through my mind. Those nights were always worse, always sent me home with my throat threatening to swell up, but they were the reason I still came here. The regulars knew by now that approaching me was useless and even though I had tried to be polite as I rejected them, people are always quicker to figure you out than you expect. Then you want. And my cold aloofness certainly did me no favors in finding someone else to pull me out of the mire I so willingly drowned myself in now. Some had even seemed genuinely interested also. Perhaps before I met you I would have been interested in them too. That night would always live in my mind now though, the night when we first spoke, the night when we almost became one. My friends had taken me here that night, a new years party that we had all been excited for. We didn’t get out much, since a couple of nerdy guys who mainly meet for dnd aren’t usually the kind to party every weekend. But this had promised to be fun, our friend who had previously hated drinking had finally found his drinks of choice, and damn his alcohol tolerance called for celebration on its own. So we dressed up for once, got hammered, and ended up on the dance floor, four fools having the time of their lives. Maybe that was what drew you to me. The fact that I was actually having fun and wearing one of my brightest

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smiles of the year probably made me far more interesting than the pointless scowl I usually wore now. Whatever it was I’ll always be grateful for it. The fact that you approached our group and enjoyed talking to us was certainly surprising since we had always planned on it just being a guys' night out for the four of us. blankspace

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We had a great time though. We finally got the group grump to join in and dance his heart out with us. It was maybe a little less fun when the alcohol finally hit him like a truck. He had mostly sat down or stood around the entire night and moving certainly showed him what his limits were with a vengeance. We figured that was the end of the night, quickly paying our tab and getting ready to go home and make sure our guy was okay. But you suddenly grabbed my hand then, just as we were all turning to leave. I honestly couldn’t believe it, almost not managing to say anything at all. But my guys had my back and as soon as you said you’d make sure I got home, there was no discussion as they pushed me towards you and hauled ass out the door. I fucking love those guys. However right then and there all I could think about was you, standing right in front of me, gently pulling me back towards the dance floor. They always describe these things as a blur, as the passion overwhelming you as if sweeping you away on a flood. I remember everything though. Every little look you gave me, how you would gently run your hand through my hair when the music slowed down, how closely you came to talk in my ear with the scent of alcohol wafting to my nose as you made sure I heard you. I sure as hell pulled out all the stops, every trick I had in my book to impress you that night. Whatever the song we were out there in the middle of the floor, bouncing with the beat, gyrating with the melody, always as close as possible, always making sure we could feel each other. It was wonderful. I had always loved dancing, but now it was something more, it was our connection to each other. Each step that I led you through, every move that I supported you for, every time I got to show you off to everyone felt absolutely magical, like electricity coursing through my skin. You even made sure it wasn’t about you, pausing as you spun away from me to give me a chance to have my own little solo, to show you an

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d everyone else exactly what my hips could do, just how intricately I could step. It was like the perfect conversation, each move a question to learn about each other, every shake of our heads and sultry look a promise, and every touch an affirmation of the passion we held for each other. I wished it had ended there. blankspace

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We had too much of a connection though to let things end there. Soon enough dancing was no longer enough for us, and we pulled each other to some secluded hallway in the club our hands roaming each other as we made our way over. That’s the one thing that I can’t remember, which one of us initiated, or if it had been by some unspoken mutual agreement that fervently made us seek each other in a more intimate way. I can certainly remember that there was no further talking as our lips eagerly met each other, colliding with lust as our tongues immediately intertwined. We broke apart and came back together so many times, our panting and gasping forcing our lips apart, though another type of need brought them back as quickly as possible. The music of the club still carried over to where we were, our hearts beating just as loudly, but your moans of pleasure at my touch, how I gripped your thigh and brought you to me, even as I used my weight to pin you to the wall and force you to feel me, especially the part of me that ached to enter you, so insistently pushing towards your entrance. I was certain that everyone nearby could hear my gasp as you broke our kiss to run your teeth down my neck, forcing my head back so you could nibble and lick at my chest, making me cry out in pleasure at your need to taste me, to have me. Oh and your hands, the way they never ceased to caress my body as if you could commit my entire form to memory through touch alone, that you could claim my self and turn it to only desiring you. At times I certainly think you did. Late at night. blankspace

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The fire you lit in me then called to be quenched, the taste of your lips on mine demanding I give in to the searing sensation that ran all along my body. I began to move my hand up, coming up under your dress, finding that you were bare there as if you had been planning this all along, that we had been destined to be there embracing each other in every way we could. My other hand gently stroked your face, the simple desire for our connection making me want something softer also. The way you nuzzled me back, cooing as I caressed your cheek gave me all the certainty I needed, all the confidence I possessed welling up in me, as I came in closer to ask if you were ready, to know if you needed me inside you just as much as I did. The ringing of your phone threatened to break the moment, even as I persisted, the burning sensation spreading lower from my stomach erasing all other concerns from my mind. Not from yours though. You pushed me away, not unkindly, but hurriedly as you reached to answer your phone. I stepped away, certainly disappointed, but sure that what we had would return in just a moment, that nothing would drag you away from me right then. As I closed my eyes for the briefest of moments, simply trying to recenter myself, I heard the earth-shattering words. A simple “bye” delivered with what must have been sympathy, must have been a tinge of regret. That is hard for me to remember. My own shock, which quickly turned to bitterness, tinging that moment forever in my mind. I hadn’t talked to you since. Maybe if I had been faster I could have called out to you, asked for your number, for any way to reach you. I simply stood there though, feeling as if the world had fallen out from under me. blankspace

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A stronger man would have simply tried again and perhaps that’s what coming back here had been at first. After a month passed however, I certainly proved myself no strong person, letting my feelings of our moment turn to an angry bitterness, resenting what you had shown and taken from me rather than simply treasuring what we had at that moment. So instead even after I did see you here again, I simply stood by feeling as if you had to come to me as if you owed me something you had never promised. Maybe tonight will be different though. Maybe I can finally just walk down to you and say how much I missed you, how much I had wanted to see you, to speak to you this entire time. Downing my drink I march down to the bar seeing if the proximity to the dance floor will finally get me to do what I should have done this entire time. @𝓣𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓚𝓲𝓽 🪷

I can still remember that night like it was yesterday. I was at the club for a change of pace, all of my friends telling me that I needed to get out more instead of just staying at home on the couch with yet another sappy movie playing on netflix. I was happy they convinced me to come, it wasn't my first time there and I always had a good time. Letting myself get lost in the music and the stress of the real world wash away as my body moved in time with the beat. I don't even remember what made me approach you and your friends, maybe it was just because you seemed different. Not your average scummy looking club dweller who was only there looking for his next lay. And that smile, I couldn't forget that smile if I tried. What always stood out the most was the way we danced, moving together like we had done it a thousand times before that night. The way your hips moved when I spun away to let you tear up the floor on your own. It was the most fun I had had in such a long time. I'd never felt such an instant connection to someone before, tension and flirtation sure but what was buzzing between us felt different, it felt like so much more. The scene from that hallway has plagued my dreams and left me feeling empty when I wake up ever since. The way our lips moved against each other, the way you tasted on my tongue, the way our hands explored each other hungrily uncaring that anyone could easily catch us at any time. We were just about to take that next step, to completely get lost in each other when that wretched phone decided to ring. I don't know what made me answer instead of just blowing it off but I did, and it ended up being one of the worst nights of my life. I had to leave, walk away from the otherworldly connection I had just discovered only to rush to the hospital where my dad had just had a heart attack. He ended up pulling through and I was so grateful in that moment that I had answered the phone to be there for him when he needed me the most.

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A few days had passed and I regretted getting your number more than anything, I wanted to reach out so badly even though I had no idea what I would say if I had the chance. I ended up back at the club and even though I saw you a few times you never approached and I realized then that I had blown it. I never meant to and it hurt knowing that we missed out on such an amazing connection. I couldn't just come up to you and explain what had happened though right? I probably ruined it for the both of us when I left with so little explanation that night. Maybe tonight will be different, maybe it won't hurt so badly to see you again if you're here. At least that's what I told myself before I made my way to the dancefloor to try and get lost in the music the way I hadn't been able to since that night. @lucraz

I can see you out there on the floor, dancing amidst all the rest of the people here. Even coming down here to the bar was hard for me, so I can’t tell if the idea of people surrounding us puts me off or welcomes me in, the crowd giving me a potential excuse to join you. I take the time to order another drink and sip it, the conflicting feelings of wanting, almost needing to see you warring with the pain and doubt the memory of our last together brings me. The time spent apart has made me so uncertain of how you feel, the inability to talk to you causing my own doubts and insecurities to assume your voice and talk in your place. I can’t possibly know what you would say to me and I hope that it’s nothing like I’ve imagined, but the quiet voices in my mind will never let me dismiss that possibility. I continue to drink, hoping the alcohol will at least swing my mind one way or another, anything to break from this indecision that paralyzes me right now, but the drink only serves to remove any filter and this simply causes all those worries to parade in my head unrestrained. I look at you again, dancing as the music blares and the lights flash, the club's intense energy contrasting with my pensive mood. It never helps. Looking at you. I can never decide if it seems like you’re dancing your worries away or if it simply brings you an intense excitement to be here with everyone else. Every night I’m here the same script plays in my mind over and over and I can never overcome it, the fear of reliving the moment you left if I spoke to you again warring against the possible joy I could have if you stayed. blankspace

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Suddenly a hand lands on me, startling me out of my reverie as another clubgoer spins me to look at him. Certainly drunk, and older than I would expect to see here, but his eyes are kind. With a soft smile like he’s seen this time and time again, he simply chuckles softly before saying “Just go out there kid,” and gives me a slight shove toward the dance floor before turning back to the bar and ordering for himself. It was only a couple of steps, I could have easily turned around and gone back, but he was right. It shouldn't have even taken the words of someone else, this was something I truly wanted. I would always regret not going to talk to you, I already did every night before this after all. So with liquid courage finally living up to its name as it coursed through my veins, I strode forward towards you, joining you in a dance as a space opened up around you. I could see the surprise on your face as I did, but for now, I hid behind the dance itself, letting my movements speak what they could for me, the feeling of our bodies touching exhilarating me already. I couldn’t help myself and let my hands trail along your sides, pulling you closer to me as I did. During the brief pause in the music, as the song ended and the DJ announced something, I leaned closed and whispered to you, “I’d love to talk to you again. I know you’ve seen me here before, but I just can’t bear to let you go without at least saying something, without at least trying this time. Will you at least let me ask your name?” @𝓣𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓚𝓲𝓽 🪷

I couldn't help but wonder to myself what the older looking man was saying to you when I caught a glimpse of you at the bar as I moved my body with the music. It seemed so odd to see someone his age here but he didn't look aggressive so I let the thought slip from my mind. Trying to force myself to just think about the music. Before I knew it you were joining me in a dance, something I didn't let anyone else do anymore, not since that night, not since you made it so nobody else felt good enough to dance with. When your hands meet my sides that same electricity as before seems to take over my skin and it's just like that first night all over again. I can't help but lean in when you do, the way your breath warms my ear when you whisper raising goosebumps on my skin. I laugh a little when I realize that first night we never even exchanged names and it makes me feel a pang of guilt in my chest. Leaning back to your ear when you ask me for my name I smile "My names Sophie.. This might sound odd but I was hoping you would come to dance with me again one of these nights" @lucraz

The way you leaned back into me as soon as I joined you only heightened my own excitement, your seeming desire to touch me feeding back into my own need to hold you. The answer of your name washes over me like a warm wave, echoing in my ear as it sends little tremors of pleasure down my spine. “Well Sophie, I have to admit I always wanted to, it’s just… well I’m not really sure what. But I’m Ryan, and for what it’s worth I’m already glad to have come down here with you tonight.” I say, the energy of the club and the strength of my drinks mixing to make me bolder and bolder in my movements as the next song starts. Trying to recreate the magic of that first night we meant, I keep our bodies nice and close as we bounce and grind to the track. My smile only grows wider as you accompany me, the feeling of your body matching my pace and moving against me the most natural experience in the world. As my hands gravitated toward your hips, I sensed how you let me guide you, your exquisite body a delight to experience. As another track finished I leaned back in to be heard clearly and said, “I already love dancing with you as much if not more than I remember, but I would love to talk to you tonight too. If that sounds as lovely to you as you are to me, that is.” @𝓣𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓚𝓲𝓽 🪷

Ryan. Finally a name to go with the face that's haunted my dreams since that night. I can't help but smile and I lean in to speak again "It's okay it's not like I took the chance to come and talk to you either." All that really mattered was that you were here now with me. I can smell the sweet smell of alcohol on your breath as we dance and I wonder if that's what finally gave you the courage to come and talk to me and if it is I'm thankful for it. The way we dance to the music, bodies moving in sync with one another, it all brings me back to the tonight and that same electric feeling keeps thrumming through me now. I keep my hands on yours as they run down my body until I turn to face you, letting my hands explore the expanse of your back and find purchase in your hair as we continue to move together. "I would love to talk to you tonight Ryan, I was hoping you would want to" I say with a blush, your words making my stomach flutter with butterflies. Maybe it really wasn't just me. I think to myself realizing maybe that night wasn't as one sided as it seems the both of us had thought. @lucraz

It was hard not to moan as your hands reached my hair, the tender way they gripped my curls making me want to kiss you right then and there, especially as you leaned in and agreed to talk to me. I had played this scenario in my mind so many times already, but you had never been this eager, shown this much desire for me. I had always thought that I would have to convince you to even listen to me and likely beg you to sit down with me. But then you said that you were hoping that I would want to as if you thought you would have to convince me. The sheer reversal of the scenario I had played in my mind almost paralyzed me, but thankfully some deep part of my brain recognized what you had said and the opportunity it represented and refused to let this chance go by. So with a simple “Of course I did,” I pulled you by the hands over to one of the booths set off to the side, never letting us separate as we weaved through the other dancers, feeling as if I let go you would disappear again. Settling down into the booth I finally did release you however, unsure of how close you wanted to be, even if the electricity shooting through me at your touch begged me to never let you go again. Seeing you across from me though my tongue froze up once again, my mind too preoccupied with letting my eyes trace your beautiful image. The way your soft brown hair cascaded down your back and your full lips shyly smiled at me as your striking eyes shot me a questioning glance. Realizing that I had pulled you here in such a hurry only to stare at you apparently, I quickly tried to stutter out some conversation, seeking anything to cover for my behavior. “So how, have you been? It’s um, been a while since we last saw each other and well, I just. I hope everything is okay.” I say, not wanting to mention how you left me, trying to find something that doesn’t sound accusatory to talk about, but the image that’s haunted me for the last month won’t leave my mind. @𝓣𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓚𝓲𝓽 🪷

Of course I did. As if it was something that should be so obvious even after what feels like ages since the last time we spoke, the last time we danced like this, the last time I felt that static electricity running through my veins. It catches me a little off guard when you so quickly take my hands to pull me through the crowd but I let you, weaving through the crowd as if we were one unit instead of two, just as in sync as before. Sitting down across from you I can't help but wonder what it is you want to say, if you're angry with me for how our last night together had ended. I know if the roles were reversed I would be confused, hurt even. Were we anything at all? No, but it felt like we could have been. Should have been. I take you in at the same time that you seem to be taking me in, still finding you just as handsome as that night. Getting a better look at you now that we aren't dancing or getting lost in the passion we found in that hallway. "I've been.. alright. Things were a bit rocky for a little while but I've been doing well. I hope everything is okay with you too." I hope you don't hate me. I can see in your eyes that there's more you want to say, more that you're feeling but I don't want to push and have you leave me here in this booth. I wrack my brain trying to think of something, anything to say that won't bring your attention back to the way I left with just the word goodbye. "It's really nice to see you again, you're still a great dancer" Do you still feel it too? Is what I really want to ask but I find it impossible to make my mouth make those words. @lucraz

“Um, thanks, don’t get out to dance as much as I want to I guess, so I’m glad you still enjoyed it. And I, I’m glad that things are looking… up for you.” I say, wanting to spill how I’ve felt this past month, that I’m sure you had a reason, that whatever happened that night, it’s okay and I just want to reconnect, I want to try and get back what we had. I can see that this conversation, as much as we both may have been craving it, is as hard for you as it is for me. That you’re also searching for what to say. It’s hard though. The alcohol still clouds my brain some, even as it gives me a freeing feeling throughout my body. I can’t gauge why you’re as nervous as me if it’s from wanting a connection like I do and not being sure how to proceed, or if it’s from not being sure how to turn me down. I want to believe that the first reason is true, that the way your body moved against mine tonight was out of a desire for me, not simply companionship of any kind. “So-, um, what do you do when you aren’t here?” I test the waters with, seeing if you’re willing to open up, hoping that you want to forge a connection with me as much as I want to with you, but still just unsure how to say it, even as I curse myself in my head for not asking more, for not explaining how I feel. “I really want to get to know you more Sophie,” Comes tumbling out of my mouth before you can even respond to my first question, my wants combined with my current drunkenness to throw my previous caution to the wind. “I-I know we had a connection last time and I just don’t want to leave it there, I want to make sure it’s something more, that it wasn’t just physical!” My mouth continues to move without my mind directing it, even as my fear of you leaving this booth grows with every word I speak, I can’t deny the truth of them. @𝓣𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓚𝓲𝓽 🪷

"Thanks, it's definitely nice that they are" I smile shyly "you should dance more.. you're good at it" I leave it at that because I still can't tell where you are in this, you seem so eager but I don't know if it's just because you want to sleep with me, to pick up where we left off last time. And God does it sound nice but everything in me since that night has been screaming that it could have been more than that. But that's crazy right? It was just a moment. I watch you trying to figure out what you're thinking, feeling, what you aren't saying because there's so many possible options that it makes me anxious and I wish I had gotten a much stronger drink than I did before I went out to the dancefloor. But then you're asking me what I do when I'm not here and I go to answer but I'm cut off by the next words you seem to blurt out. They catch me so off guard. 'I really want to get to know you more.' So it wasn't just physical attraction for you either. The thought gives me butterflies that I can't control if I tried and I feel a blush make it's way onto my cheeks before I can answer you. "I want to get to know you more too Ryan." It comes out soft, so soft I'm worried you might not have heard it "I want to know you more too!" I repeat louder this time making sure you hear me. Not wanting to leave anything unsaid this time. "I.. I feel the same way. At least I think I do I mean there's just something about you" I couldn't take it back now that i had said it and that made me nervous. I had no idea how you would react, I mean sure you definitely seemed interested but there was still that lingering fear of rejection. That you might secretly resent me for the last time still. @lucraz

The second affirmation that you also felt strongly about the time we had met, said so plainly and in your own words, not an insinuation about wanting to talk or my read of how you pressed into me, truly emboldened me. Reaching my hand across the table and placing it on top of yours to reconnect just as we had before sitting down, I plunge forward with my words, deliberately this time instead of accidentally. “Then if we both think we feel the same way about each other, let’s take the time to be sure. I’d really like your number this time and before anything else, I want you to know that I understand that whatever happened to you that night probably pushed me out of your mind. I also want you to know that it’s fine,” I said, fighting a mix of embarrassment at being so forward along with the feeling that we just seemed so right for each other. “I can’t say it didn’t hurt, I can’t say that I didn’t want to corner you and demand answers, but I also get that feeling like that isn’t fair of me. So you don’t have to tell me what happened or anything, I just want you to know that I’m fine. You don’t need to be forgiven for what you did, so it’s not like I can forgive you or anything, but it’s something like that.” Finally just simply smiling, I look you in the eyes, overjoyed with the chance to meet you tonight and try it again. “So whatever you want to do tonight, I’m down. If you meant what you said about my dancing I’d love to show you more, or if you want to sit and talk we can stay here or go somewhere cozier. As long as I’m with you tonight.” @𝓣𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓚𝓲𝓽 🪷

I was bracing for rejection for some reason when I had repeated that I wanted to get to know you more too, for what reason I couldn't be sure. Maybe because the way I had left so suddenly that night, it felt like it could all be a set up, like you'd reel me in just to give me a taste of my own medicine. I should have known better though, from the little time I've known you you never gave off the vibe that you were vengeful. When you reached across the table to take my hand I couldn't help but smile so warm as my cheeks continued to blush. "I'd really like to exchange numbers this time Ryan" and then you mention that night and the way it hurt you and I feel an incredible pang of guilt for never explaining myself, but I didn't know how, I couldn't ever bring myself to approach you again after that. "I'm so sorry that I left like that Ryan and I know you said I don't need to explain but I'd really like to" When you offer to stay and dance or go somewhere more quiet so we can continue talking it takes me a few moments to think it over. As much as I want to stay and dance and feel our bodies move as one again so much of me wants to get to know you on a deeper level, to be able to explain what happened that night. "Somewhere cozier sounds great if that's really alright with you" @lucraz

“Well then in that case, I just happen to know a little place not too far from here.” I said, warmly smiling at your own expression. “It’s a little board game café and bar not too far away from here, and they’re open pretty late, so we’ll have as much time as we want. Well unless we want to stay with each other past 4.” Gently squeezing your hand as I continue, “And there you can tell me as much as you want to. Whether that’s just a bit or all of it and all at once or little bits at a time over a board game, I’ll listen.” Calling a waiter over to settle both of our tabs, I stand up and offer you my hand once more, silently confirming that what I had suggested was okay with you, and also offering an invitation to have a close yet casually intimate contact as we headed there. @𝓣𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓚𝓲𝓽 🪷

"Yeah? That sounds perfect" I smiled brightly at you when you brought up the board game cafe, it honestly sounded like a place that would make a perfect first date and I couldn't help but think about how sweet that seemed. Wait is this a date? "I guess we'll just have to see how the night plays out." "I promise I'll explain everything over some games and maybe a coffee too, I'll never turn down a caffeine fix" I take the chance to squeeze your hand back a little before the waiter comes over. "Can't wait to see this place, I've never been" I say as we slide out of the booth and I take a second to straighten out my outfit. "What's your favorite board game?" I ask after taking your hand, lacing my fingers with yours as we leave the noisy club and it almost feels strange to be with you in a place where it's just us, no crazy background noise, no swarm of dancing bodies. Just the two of us and the chemistry buzzing between us. @lucraz

The change in atmosphere from the noisy, loud, and energetic club to the cooler night air of the relatively quiet city streets was an instant change that solidified the atmosphere around us. I immediately drew you a little closer to me, not just simply holding your hand, but bringing your body near enough to mine to feel the slight heat radiating off of me. “Well if you’ve never been, I’m glad to be your introduction then. It’s definitely one of my favorite places around town and I hope that you’ll like it even as close to as much as I do,” I gush, my enthusiasm showing in both the bright tone of my voice, picking up in volume to fight against the noise of the busy city streets while remaining bright and cheery, along with my expression as I picture you sharing in everything that I enjoy there. “As for my favorite game, well I don’t think I have a hard favorite one, but I really enjoy intrigue games like coup and resistance. Secret Hitler might be my favorite, even with the name, but I like to think I can appreciate a wide variety.” As I answer your question, I have a hard time keeping my eyes in front of me to make sure we’re going the right way since I just keep looking back at you. The fact that you really want to connect in this way still seems a little unreal, but the fact that you’re right here with me makes it more real every moment. “What about you though? Do you have any favorite genres or specific games that you like then?” I ask as we round one of the final corners on our way to the shop. @𝓣𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓚𝓲𝓽 🪷

"Yeah I've never been before, honestly I'm not even sure that I've even heard of it" I said with a smile over at you as I felt the warmth radiating off of your arm, the urge to tuck myself under it and against your side so strong but I didn't want to push too far too soon. Not when things could fall apart still. It was so nice to see you like this, outside of the club and so excited to share in the things you enjoy. It meant more to me than I could ever really explain that you were giving me another chance to spend time with you after everything that had happened. "I definitely don't think I've ever played that one" I laugh openly and every time you look at me I feel my heart race and my stomach erupt with butterflies. "You definitely have way more board game experience than I do it sounds like" I couldn't help the way I felt myself worry a bit about if you wouldn't like the fact that I haven't played very many. "Honestly I think my favorite is monopoly" I say with a blush. "It's just so much fun trying to get all of the properties and it's also really fun watching people get mad when they land on them and have to pay you a ton of rent" I laugh and shake my head "I know that probably makes me sound like a dick but I love games like that, like umm that game Sorry? It's so simply but its so great" @lucraz

I can’t help but smile as you talk about how I’ve played more games than you, ready to launch into how that’s not what matters, it’s just having fun, but you immediately beat me to punch by talking about the ones you do love, blushing all the while. Right then was when I just wanted to lean over and kiss you, to go back to the night we had. But I can see that you’re still holding back some and tonight just isn’t that night. It simply feels different, but maybe that just means that something more will come of it. So for now I simply relax and enjoy our conversation. “Well if you like destroying your foes and making them mad, trust me board gaming has all the opportunities you could want!” I warmly laugh as we enter the small board game cafe called “The Dice Table”. Meaningless name aside, it was really the relaxed atmosphere, amazing game selection, and extraordinary drinks that had made me come back here so often. Signaling to one of the waiters I take you over to a small booth, where we plainly happen to look a little out of place with our club wear, but this place has seen stranger outfits, not even counting cosplay nights.As we sit down, I decide to slide into the booth next to you, instead of across like normal. “I hope it’s okay if I sit next to you instead? If we are going to play something, it might be easier to have it so we can both read everything easily.” I say, my eyes now lingering on you once more, in the clearer light of the cafe rather than the sporadic lights of the club and the dark outside. Almost unconsciously, I go to slip my arm around you, the urge to be closer to you speaking to me more than any logical reason to take it slow. “I, well, I can’t say that, sitting right here next to you isn’t nice on its own though.” @𝓣𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓚𝓲𝓽 🪷

"It's the best part of it I swear, I might be a bit competitive I like winning" I grin and look around when we walk into the cafe. The atmosphere so much different from the club and so much more relaxing which is nice since I'm so nervous this time around. I slide into the booth and pick up the small menu to look over as you slide in next to me. "Of course I don't mind, it's cozier" I smile up at you a slight blush still on my cheeks, especially when you say it's nice to just be next to me. "I want to be close to you honestly, it's also less intimidating. I know it's...silly given the last time we saw each other but I'm feeling a little more shy." I notice your lingering gaze and can't help but lean up to kiss your cheek before I tuck myself against your side so you can put your arm around me better. "I think I'm gonna get a latte? It sounds perfect for board games and catching up. Speaking of what game should we play?" I was eager to start playing, maybe it would be easier to open up and tell you everything if we were both at least a little distracted by the game we're playing. @lucraz

I can’t help but blush slightly when you kiss my cheek, a little more than slightly to be honest since I almost don’t manage to stammer out my drink order as you say yours, but Liam knows what it’s like. I’m even more glad that I decided to go for the espresso martini as you snuggle up to my side, leaning into me and effortlessly inviting my arm to hold you closer. Being this close, I can smell the slight scent of you wafting up, mixing with your perfume and shampoo to create an aroma designed to enrapture me. Thankfully I’m able to shake myself out of my blissful reverie soon enough to answer the question about what game we should play, hopefully soon enough to not appear too awkward. “Well if you love Monopoly and nothing would make you happier than crushing me into the dirt, why not Catan? I’m sure you’ll pick it up in no time and it’s a good way to branch out into other games when, oh um if, we come here again.” I offer, getting a little ahead of myself as the intensity of our little cuddle continues to get to me, though it’s not like I wouldn’t like a second date anyway. Thankfully our drinks arrive quickly enough to save me from myself and I ask for the game, not willing to part from your side right now. Clinking glass to mug in a little cheers I look down into your striking eyes. “Well, I said I was here to listen and I’ll listen to whatever you have to say. Even if it’s just about the day you had,” I say, smiling deeply at the intimate and relaxed atmosphere we had going on. @𝓣𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓚𝓲𝓽 🪷

"Espresso martini, good choice" I smile and say when we order our drinks. Finding it cute how you seem to be so flustered from me just kissing your cheek, happy enough to just be sitting here this close to you. "I have to be honest I've never even heard of it but if you think I'll like it then let's do it!" I smile and peek up at you "I definitely want to come here again or at least see you again." I take my mug and happily clink it against yours in a cheers before I take a sip and hum appreciatively. "Well hmm my day was good, pretty uneventful if I'm being completely honest. I caught up on some housework and then decided that I would come out tonight after I had made myself some dinner... How about you?" @lucraz

I have to take a quick sip of my drink after our cheers to cover up my joy at the fact that you were already wanting a second date as well. Thankfully the martini tasted good so I could savor it for a second to gather myself before replying. “Well, I hope going out made the day at least a little bit more exciting for you,” I tease, giving you a little side-long hug as I do. “For me a lot of the same honestly, I do head out to the club every Friday of course, since that’s when we first met and the day I um well noticed you came around the most.” I recount my plans with a little chagrin, the more intense emotions of earlier having already faded away with how natural it felt to be with you. Thankfully the board game was dropped off at our table and while I set it up, I did my best to explain the rules. “Now this is the place where I would say I’d go easy on you, but if you want to beat me as badly as you let on, you’ll have to earn it!” I say, finishing the rest of the setup and torn from sitting up due to the excitement of playing and teaching a game to someone and relaxing in the nice cuddle we have going. @𝓣𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓚𝓲𝓽 🪷

I listen as intently as I can go you explaining the rules even though I find myself getting distracted, stealing glances over at you as often as I can but trying not to be too obvious about it. "Ah ah ah no going easy on me I only like my wins if they're fair and square" I say with a cheeky smile before we start to play and I try to get the hang of the game. "Did you really go on Fridays hoping to see me again?" I ask knowing we've seen each other multiple times since that first night, neither of us able to work up the nerve to actually speak to each other again until tonight. The thought makes guilt sink in my stomach as I make my next move and I take a sip of my drink before I speak again. "Actually.. about that first night" I pause for a few moments because over time I've convinced myself that my reason isn't good enough, gone over in my head all the different ways I could have reacted instead of just taking off without any explanation. But now I have the chance to finally explain, to maybe have a chance at more and I don't dare waste it. "That phone call.. I found out my dad was in the hospital and it was serious. I didn't know what to do, I panicked I mean there I was at the club having fun not knowing my dad was hurt. I don't know how to explain it I just felt so panicked and scared and I don't know.. guilty for some reason." I take a deep breath looking down at my hands cupping my mug, too afraid to look over at you to see your reaction. @lucraz

As you tell me your explanation for what happened that night I set down my drink and as you finish, looking away from me as if too pained to even see me, I simply turn so both of my arms are around you, simply holding you in the gentlest and most comforting hug I can manage. I just hold you for a while, letting your head rest against my chest as I softly run my hand through your hair, tenderly kissing the top of your head as well. Finally pulling away I take your chin in my hand, forcing you to look me in the eyes as I say, “Hey, you did the right thing, Sophie. You wanted to be there for your dad and you were. No one ever wants to receive a call like that and if it was my dad or mom in the hospital, they’d be my first priority too.” I lightly kiss your forehead before continuing, releasing your head but the soft intensity of my gaze doesn’t change. “I can’t say that I wasn’t disappointed with what happened, how I thought our chance at a connection was suddenly ripped away from me, but we’re past that now, even if my Friday nights had a bit of a strange routine to them,” I chuckle, my eyes shining with warmth as I look at you. “I’m glad that you did what you thought was right, and I don’t think we’d be sitting here now if something had happened to your dad, so don’t beat yourself up about it. I know ‘don’t feel’ guilty isn’t the most helpful thing to say, but believe this at least,” I say, as I lean down, taking your lips in a soft kiss, not pressing for more, but lingering there, letting you come to me as you wish, simply enjoying the taste and sensation of your lips. @𝓣𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓚𝓲𝓽 🪷

It catches me off guard when you actually turn to give me a hug when I was so convinced you would just think I was full of it and leave me sitting here in this booth alone. The way you run your fingers through my hair immediately making me melt into your touch. When you take my chin in your hand I let my eyes meet yours again and when all I see there is sincerity it makes me feel warm inside. "I was so afraid that you wouldn't accept my reason and would just reject me.. I should have explained myself so much sooner but things were so hectic for awhile after that and by the time it calmed down I felt like I was too late." I can't help but smile softly when you tell me that you know saying to just not feel guilty isn't the most helpful and when you kiss me after everything I can't help but press in for more myself. It's still soft and not anywhere near rushed as I part my lips and slide my tongue in with yours wanting to feel more but not wanting to take it too far. @lucraz

As you press closer toward me during our kiss, I can’t help but want you close as well, feeling as if having you encircled by my arms would be the most natural thing in the world right now, really as if there was this small part of my chest calling out for you, needing to feel you. So as we kiss, my lips parting to accept your tongue, I draw you in. With the angle we’re at it takes a moment to do so, but I manage to lift you up just enough to place you in my lap while still maintaining our kiss. There though as your body presses against mine again, nestled against me as my arms hold you tightly towards me, I do break our kiss for a second. “I hope that settled some of your fears at least. I know what it’s like to be afraid, to think that someone won’t be willing to hear you out,” I say a small grin on my face at the mirroring of our situation. “But now at least, try not to worry about it. We both gathered up the courage to talk to each other, to show each other our feelings and right now I want nothing more than to enjoy that.” Now I lean back in, my kiss more passionate than my chaste first one, my tongue already seeking yours as we come together. My hand begins to wander lower, the game I had just so recently explained and set up briefly forgotten as my fingers reach the hem of your dress and begin to move back and forth between the fabric and your skin. “Luckily there doesn’t really seem to be anyone here and the owners are rather lax about this kind of thing for regulars…” I murmur into your ear as my mouth moves to your neck, my other hand gently yet firmly threading into your hair so I can move you as I see fit, eager to reach anywhere I desire in the moment. @𝓣𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓚𝓲𝓽 🪷

"It definitely helped. I'm so glad we finally talked about things Ryan I know this might sound strange but I missed you" It came out so easily now that everything was out in the open, all of the nerves that were making a knot in my stomach dissolving away in an instant as you kiss me again, feeling the passion in it this time. I cant help but let a moan slip into the space between our mouths when your tongue slides against mine so perfectly, the way your hand makes its way under my dress making my heart race and my cheeks heat up as I look around to see if anyone is looking at us. "A-are you sure this is okay? We can always.. I mean we could always go back to your place or my place even." I almost couldn't believe I had offered but the way your kisses move down to my neck has me aching for more, the growing need between my thighs becoming impossible to ignore. "Ryan god that feels good" I say on the breath of a moan when your hand tangles in my hair. "I wanna finish what we never started that night." @lucraz

“Well wherever you’d like is fine by me. I know we did set everything up and all, and I did mean what I said about just having a quiet night with you,” I say, the heat in my chest rising as it begins to show in my voice as it grows huskier and lower as I reply. “I just-, I missed you too Sophie, and honestly as soon as we started touching each other, it was pretty hard to keep my thoughts together.” “So, now knowing how you feel about me, especially when you show me like this,” I pant out, roughly pulling you back toward me for another deep kiss, biting your lower lip as I pull back, “I also really want to do everything I’ve imagined us doing the night we first met.” “So whether you want to start here and enjoy our evening for a while before heading somewhere else to continue or if you just can’t wait and need me as much as you can as soon as you can, I’ll be happy to oblige,” I continue, my hand beneath your dress working its way to your panties, stroking the slowly growing wet spot there before slipping underneath to stroke your folds. “Whatever way you want to be mine tonight I can’t imagine wanting it any other way.” @𝓣𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓚𝓲𝓽 🪷

"Me too the second you kissed me like that I couldn't not think about it" It comes out so breathy from the way you keep kissing me, your hand under my dress making it hard to focus or think straight at all and the idea of trying to play a game right now feels almost impossible. I let out another soft moan when you kiss me just as passionate and deep, the way you bite my lip as you pull back making my head spin as my thighs press together around your hand. "Ryan I-" but my words are cut off when you start to rub at the growing wet spot in my panties, making them slip against my clit in a way that has me gasping. "Oh my god I need you so bad right now please I don't want to wait I can't take it anymore I want you I want to feel you" I reach between us to palm over the obvious bulge in your pants and kiss you again to muffle the moans you're pulling out of me, this time being the one who bites your lip when we part, eyes half lidded with desire when they meet yours once more. "My place or yours?" @lucraz

“Well, Sophie that depends on how long you can behave,” I say, a slight hitch in my voice as your hand runs over me, the sheer need coming pouring out me almost causing me to pin your hand against me as I continue. “My place is a little far away, and I’m not so sure that you’ll be able to behave on the uber home with the way you need me right now.” “So if your place is closer, anything that allows me to pin you down as fast as possible gets my vote.” My hands agree as I slip into you, not able to wait any longer to see how you react, needing to see where you feel the best, wanting to know just how’ll you’ll react as I tease and play with them. “I’d choose fast though or pretty soon, I think I’ll have you melting into my hands right here.” @𝓣𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓚𝓲𝓽 🪷

The way your voice changes when you say it depends on how long I can behave has my clit throbbing with need "God Ryan please" I literally whine when you say your place is too far away thinking for a moment that I means we're just out of luck. But then you suggest my place and I nod so fast I swear I could have given myself whiplash. "My place isn't far maybe 6 minutes from here we can go there we can-" I bite down on my lip to muffle a much more lewd moan when you slip inside of me, an action that's easy with how much arousal is dripping out of me already just from kissing you. "My place! My place please my place" I pant out digging my fingers into your back where I've managed to wrap my arms around you, trying to muffle the needy moans that are trying to burst out of me in the crook of your neck. "Ryan please it feels so good" I pant out my breath coming hot against your skin as they start to come quicker and quicker my pussy squeezing around your fingers as if it's trying to coax you into giving me more. @lucraz

“Then if it’s that close, you’ll just have to wait like a good girl then,” I smirk, withdrawing my hand from your pussy as it begs me to stay and pay more attention. However, your reactions have left me on fire and six minutes almost sounds too long to me, particularly with how you’ve managed to wrap yourself around me as if you needed to touch every part of me you could. So with my mischievous smile, I slowly peel you off of me, my fingers making sure to still graze and play across your skin in the teasing and seductive manner I can manage. As I stand I quickly pay for our drinks and the cleanup fee, fetching our coats with an urgency that belies just how much I desire you as well. As I pull you out of the booth and to your feet, looking at your slightly disheveled appearance, my eyes pour over you as I imagine how’ll you’ll look in less than ten minutes. “Well then Sophie, why don’t you go ahead and lead the way then? I’ll be right behind you.” I wryly state, my hand resting on your hip as we walk out the door. @𝓣𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓚𝓲𝓽 🪷

"Oh I'll show you how good I can be Ryan" I give you a playful little smirk even though everything in me wants to whine when you slip your fingers out of me, catching your wrist to pull them to my mouth, taking them in to suck and lick clean before I kiss you again just to give you a small taste of me before we're standing to grab our coats. I blush when your eyes rake over what must be my disheveled appearance, feeling how heated my cheeks still are and knowing my dress must be wrinkled and I wonder if you can see just how deep in this I already am in my eyes. "Follow me then" I smile and slip on my coat before I take your hand to tug you out the door and take an immediate left onto the sidewalk. Once we're walking my stomach feels with butterflies and it feels like my entire body is buzzing with nerves knowing that's we're really doing this. "I can't believe we're really doing this, I've been daydreaming about this since that night" I admit with a small squeeze of your hand, the feeling that this was meant to be only growing stronger by the minute. @lucraz

“Well then, if it’s a dream come true to be with me, we have to do our best to make sure every little bit lives up to your expectations then,” I laugh out, the cool night air energizing me as I can feel the waves of heat pouring off my body, the alcohol combining with my desire to inflame my body, with the heat of your own feeding back into me. “I can see why that club was your favorite if it’s this close to your place,” I playfully tease, running my hand up and down your side as we walk, trying to pay attention to my surroundings, wanting to make sure I can remember precisely how to get back if that second date we were already talking about went as well as this one promised too. “I’m a little surprised I never ran into you whenever I visited the game bar then. Granted that’s probably a good thing since I don’t want you to think that I was actually following you or anything, but still almost feels like a missed opportunity with how we are now.” I lean down to kiss the top of your head, the warm feeling in my chest needing as much contact with you as possible, and your shy little smile as you lead me back to your place makes it almost impossible to wait. @𝓣𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓚𝓲𝓽 🪷

"You might think so but I never really brought many people back with me, it was only convenient for when I was too drunk to drive myself home" I laugh and shake my head thinking of the many nights I had to do just that, walking back to pick up my car hungover as hell the next day. More often than not with a parking ticket on the windshield. "I wonder if it would have been awkward if we had ran into each other I mean we avoided each other at the club for so long I wonder if either of us would have even said anything. Almost feels like fate though in a way right?" I smile softly at the thought and can't help the blush that tints my cheeks all over again when you kiss the top of my head, willing my feet to move faster because if I don't get to feel more of you on me soon I might actually implode. @lucraz

“Well, any perk is something nice at least,” I chuckle, smiling at your obvious chagrin. Hey, it wasn’t like I hadn’t been in similar situations myself. “I guess I should feel proud then, for being one of the few worthy enough to come back with you then. I suppose the ability to set up a board game and explain it well, just blows all the others out of the water huh?” I continue to grin, my smile beaming at our playful back and forth. “Yeah it would definitely have been awkward for sure, but honestly the start of tonight was like that anyway. Maybe our meeting and getting to know each other like this is fate as you said, but call me a hopeless romantic, I’d like to think that as soon as we actually started talking again, something like this would have always happened.” As I finish my words we finally come to your door, the blush on your cheeks almost bright enough to let you find your keys by that alone, though I still turn on my phone’s light, like the true gentleman I am. “After all, with the charming and delightful personality you have, and if I may, that ass that just doesn’t quit,” I tease, playfully smacking it as soon as we step into your place, “There was no way I was ever going to let you get away from me a second time.” As I close the door behind us I grab you from behind, my arms encircling you as I hold you tight, my still-hard crotch pressing into you from behind as I lean down towards your head. “Especially not now, when I have you right where I want you,” I growl into your ear, my grip on you tightening as I pull you against me as securely as I can. “Whatever you need or want to do, go ahead, but make it quick.” @𝓣𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓚𝓲𝓽 🪷

I can't help but giggle when you say that your ability to set up and explain a game blows you out of the water in comparison to other guys because in some weird way it's true. "I'd like to think that too, I'm also something of a hopeful romantic you know Ryan." I smile knowing that you can see the obvious blush on my cheeks as I unlock the door to my apartment. It was a simple loft apartment but it was definitely a bit nicer in comparison to others in the area. "You certainly know how to compliment" I laugh as I flick the lights on "I would certainly hope not, I wouldn't want you to let me go twice. Especially not after getting to be so close to you again." I let out a surprised squeak when you wrap your arms around me from behind, pressing my ass back against you when I can feel how hard you still are, begging to be buried inside of me and the thought alone makes the heat between my thighs bloom again ten fold. "I don't need to do anything" I breathe out already so effected by the way you're gripping me so tight. "B-bed bed right now Ryan" I point to the stairs that lead up to the loft where my bed is as I turn to try to catch your lips in a kiss the best I can, my hand coming up to tangle in your hair from behind "Fuck you make me feel like I'm losing my mind" @lucraz

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I let out a slight snicker at your squeak and obvious arousal apparent in your voice as you point me upstairs, clearly begging me to do everything I’d been promising you for the last couple of hours. I catch your lips back in mine leaning into your grip as you snag my hair, my kiss messy and desperate as everything I’ve wanted for so long is in my hands, begging me to do anything and everything I wish to her. Not even releasing the kiss I simply pick you up with my hands, letting your legs twine around me as your divine rests perfectly in my hands as I lift you up. I simply let you have your way with me as I try to navigate your apartment, the surprisingly spacious area making it easier than I would have guessed to get to the stairs, particularly with how much you draw my face toward yours, your hands tightly wrapping around my head and body as your lips press into mine, my tongue already seeking access to your mouth. Slowly, with one single step between impassioned kisses and a healthy squeeze of your cheeks, I make it up to the loft where I drop both of us on your bed, landing on top of you, my crotch already grinding lightly against yours. “Fucking hell Sophie if I’m making you lose your mind, I don’t even know what to call how enraptured I am with you right now. I’ve been thinking of doing this for weeks and right now I can’t even decide where to begin.” As I utter that, I dive back in, the warmth and softness of your lips making me headless to my need for air, the desire and need for you far outweighing what seems like the pettiest of concerns in the moment. Blindly my hands reach for the strap of your dress, finding them in the heat of the moment and roughly pulling them down as I separate from you for the briefest of moments, only the pressing need to see every inch of you convincing me to stop kissing you for even a second. @𝓣𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓚𝓲𝓽 🪷

I kiss you back just as needy and borderline desperate the entire way up the stairs, letting out soft moans just from how turned on I am, easily parting my lips to give your tongue access to mine as the two slide together like the most natural thing in the world. When we make it to the top and you squeeze my ass I nip at your bottom lip, letting go just in time for you to land us both on the bed. "Take all of me Ryan I want you to take it all I want to feel you on every inch of me" I pant out rolling my hips right back against the way you're already grinding against me the action making my panties even more of a wet mess than they were before we left the game cafe. "I can't get enough of you" I manage to get out between the passionate kisses we're sharing, not even taking the time to fully catch our breath between them and when we finally part the way you're roughly pulling down the straps of my dress has me whining beyond my control. "Need to keep this fair" I breathe out as I reach for your shirt to practically rip it off of you, the need to get my hands on even more of you. "God Ryan please touch me again I'm so fucking wet for you right now" @lucraz

“Oh you think this is keeping it fair, Sophie?” I smirk, the feel of your hands running on my bare chest and back just as heavenly as the sight laying before me. “I mean whatever you want to tell yourself my pretty little princess, but it won’t be long before I have you drowning in so much pleasure that every thought you have will be crushed by it, with nothing coming out of your lips but your begging and whining.” One hand cups the side of your head, my thumb rolling over your cheek to play with your lips before pushing past them to your mouth. “Granted you’ve already started, so I guess I should reward my good little girl for asking so nicely and properly,” I growl, my other hand reaching down and pushing the bottom of your dress up, exposing the rest of you to me, and especially your drenched panties that echo your plea to touch you, the damp spot practically overtaking the entirety of the fabric before I remove them. There your glistening lips await me, a sight so wonderful I can’t help but lick my lips as I start to stroke them, playing with your outside folds as I slowly tease them, making sure to never enter you and always only ever brushing your clit with the slightest of touches. I laugh again, as you buck into me, so desperate for more, wanting me to touch not just every inch outside of you, but to plunge deeply enough inside of you to make you scream. My eyes glint with my evil side as I keep my touch light, however, backing off as you try to coax my hand to where you most desire it and only return it when you remain still. That’s when I lower my head once more, my lips starting at your jaw, peppering you with small kisses before lightly dragging my teeth down your neck, growing more and more forceful as I come to the base, latching on there letting you feel my teeth sink into as I stare at you through the corner of my eyes, watching every little reaction you make. @𝓣𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓚𝓲𝓽 🪷

The way you talk to me and the tone of your voice has my pupils blown wide with lust feeling my head get fuzzy with the want, no the need, to be good for you, to give you everything you ask of me if a way I've never really experienced before. "I'll be your good girl Ryan" I say softly as I lean into your touch meeting your eyes with my own as you thumb over my lips and before I can even think to try and pull it into my mouth you're pushing it past my lips and I'm more than eager to accept, sucking on it and letting my tongue circle the tip a few times. When you push the bottom of my dress up revealing the obscene wet spot waiting for you I can't help but whimper out of mild embarrassment. It doesn't last long though, the moment your fingers start to tease at my slick outer lips every thought I was having easily melts away and the only thing I can think of is getting more. "Ryan please" I whine at the way you're teasing me, only ever giving me the briefest taste of the pleasure I'm so desperate for, bucking and squirming to try and get your fingers where I'm craving you, aching to feel you. "Stop teasing me" I huff out as I still my hips to get even the slightest touch back, finding the loss of your fingers more devastating that I thought it could be. "O-oh fuck fuck that's- fuck" I can't even manage to string together a full sentence when you sink your teeth into my neck, brows pinched and eyes half lidded in pleasure, finding that when it comes to you and this dynamic I feel absolutely powerless but in the best way. "Please Ryan please please" I plead with you trying and failing to resist rolling my hips against your teasing fingers again, my nails dragging down your back in frustration and need. @lucraz

The way you move as I caress you along with how shamelessly you beg for my touch drives me mad, your moans music to my ears that demands my attention while rewarding it at the same time. As I grin at how your body shudders underneath me as my teeth close around you, your eager pleas cause me to moan aloud, my fingers almost plunging back into you the moment I hear them. It takes all my willpower to resist, though I just barely manage to do so, keeping my touch light and teasing, even as your nails demand that I do more, the sensation of them clawing my back only making my desire to tame you and make you mine intensify. As I come back up from your neck, the agonized expression you give me finally breaks me however, with the way your eyes speak of how much you need me contrasting adorably with your pouting lips. With a slight chuckle, I wordlessly slide my hand inside of you, letting my fingers finally deliver what you’ve been begging for this whole time. I let myself go, immediately upping the intensity of my touch, working my fingers inside your pussy to find the spots that make you shudder the hardest and moan the loudest, all the while having my thumb attack your clit, always changing up the movement so that it stays impossible to get used to, always drawing your attention to it. As much as my throbbing cock demands attention, I simply can’t resist watching you as I play with you, the tiny minute expressions you make as I touch you encouraging me more and more, making me want to show you the best pleasure you’ve ever experienced, to make you a moaning puddle in my hands as you surrender to everything I’m making you feel. @𝓣𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓚𝓲𝓽 🪷

"Ryan- please" I pant out when you pick your head back up and the look you're met with is so agonizingly desperate and beyond my control. Brows furrowed, cheeks flushed pink, and lips in a frustrated pout from your incessant teasing, and just as I'm about to plead with you again to touch me your fingers are plunging into my wetness in a way that has my back arching off the bed. "Oh my- fuck oh my god" I whimper and moan, my words coming out broken already from the way you immediately pick up the pace. "Ryan oh my god" I grip onto your forearm where your fingers feel like they're taking me apart one piece at a time unsure if I want to bed for more or squirm away from the overwhelming pleasure that you're already bringing me. My god this is how I'm gonna die he's gonna make me cum to death. Is all that runs through my mind as my thighs and abdomen tense. "Ryan I can't this is gonna make me cum so fucking fast" it comes out so desperate as the sounds of my wetness start to get louder and louder and if only serves to make my cheeks and chest redden in embarrassment. I try so hard to keep looking at you, the way you're looking at me like I'm so beautiful but also the perfect play thing making my head spin. @lucraz

I can’t get enough of how you squirm in agony, the high arch of your back bringing you closer to me as I push inside of you, the whimpers you just barely manage to moan out as the pleasure I’ve brought you floods your mind and makes it hard to think about anything else but me. I smirk as you grab my arm, pushing past your pathetic attempt to hold me back from bringing you more ecstasy, your panic as you admit how close you are to cumming from my treatment only encourages me further. “Don’t worry my little pet, I want you to cum. As many times as possible, I want to hear your voice fill the room,” I growl into your ears, smiling as your face turns scarlet as your eyes fill with a mix of desire and embarrassment, running my teeth along your throat in hopes of getting you to continue whining. I continue my passionate assault as I bring my hand down, stroking your cheek as I do, to cup your tit as I squeeze and knead it before pinching your nipple at the exact same time I finally stop teasing your clit and let my thumb work it in ever more intense circles. “So come on Sophie. You’ve been wanting this for so long, show me how happy you are to finally get what you’ve been dreaming about then,” I utter, my breath hot and heavy as your body rubs against mine, sending fiery waves of desire and pleasure over my skin. Every part of you entices me, makes me think of nothing else but you and how exquisite you look now that I finally have you, that what I’ve wanted has come true. “You’ll always be my perfect good girl Sophie and I promise that I’ll make every day that you are the most perfect memory that I can.” @𝓣𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓚𝓲𝓽 🪷

"Fuck" I manage to squeak out again when you so easily push past my meager attempts to push you away from the intense pleasure you're bringing me, not actually wanting you to stop but the feeling making my head fuzz over. "God it feels so f-fucking good" I grip onto your arm tighter with one hand, the other still digging into the flesh of your back, only digging in deeper when you call me your little pet. The way you're talking to me and being so dominating and possessive making my pussy flutter around your fingers giving away just how much I love it. "R-Ryan" I choke on another moan when your teeth run along my throat and the fingers that were on your back move up to tangle into your hair and pull. "God don't stop please don't ever stop" My hips jerk when your thumb starts working more I tense circles into my clit and I can't help but whine and cry out for you, "Fuck just like that!" I can't control the way I'm squirming underneath you feeling all my muscles get tighter and tighter, the heat pooling in my stomach only growing more and more intense. "So long s-so long I've wanted you for so long Ryan god I wanna show you I wanna be so good for you." My head rolls back against the bed, back arching off of it just slightly. "I just wanna be yours make me yours." I pant out breaths coming quicker and quicker as my body quickly reaches it's peak "I'm cum-ming" I stutter out before my thighs are trembling and slick cum is dripping down your fingers, the moans I let out loud and shameless without a single thought about the neighbors hearing, pulling you into a hot and messy kiss to try and muffle it even a little. @lucraz

@𝓣𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓚𝓲𝓽 🪷 Yeah I do, sorry I've just been having trouble with keeping up with any of my rps right now.

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No worries!

@Sophie Campbell (@𝓣𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓚𝓲𝓽 🪷) - jump Thanks for understanding!

The way you squirm and move from my caresses is everything I could have hoped for, with the needy whines you make ringing out into the room and spurring me on as you cum, making my only desire at the moment to push you past your brink in the most pleasurable way I can manage. My heart soars as you plead to me to make you mine, the way you utter it sending me into a frenzy as you confess just how long you’ve needed me. As you shudder around my fingers I surrender to your clutches, eagerly joining you for a passionate kiss as you moan into my mouth, the vibrations of your own pleasure running through my body as we pull ourselves as close to each other as we can, both of us wanting each other more than anything else in the world at that moment. Even as your ecstasy-ridden movements begin to slow I continue our kiss, my fingers tenderly caressing you in your aftermath as my tongue mirrors its motions, both attempting to draw out your pleasure as much as possible while drawing and keeping you close as well. I finally break for breath from our lip’s delightful embrace, heavily panting from the desire running through my body from the experience I had been dreaming of for so long and had already surpassed those dreams in ways I couldn’t have imagined. I finally take my fingers out of you, a little forlornly as your slick warmth already feels so natural to be in. However, there’s no way I would pass up the opportunity to savor your taste now that I have the chance, certainly not when your juices were flowing from my techniques. The slightly sweet and salty fluids taste like heaven as I run my tongue across my fingers, savoring every drop as if it were proof of your affection for me. Wrapping my arms around you I pull you into a tight embrace as the heat of our bodies mix and flow into each other. “I’m glad you enjoyed yourself so thoroughly baby girl. That was certainly more stimulating than a board game I’ll have to admit,” I chuckle as I run my dry hand through the

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waves of your hair. “I hope you’re ready for round two and maybe even three tonight if the neighbors don’t break down your door from the ruckus we might cause.”

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"You're so perfect" I breathe out, unable to help the way I whine from the loss of your fingers inside of me. When I watch you lick the essence of myself off of your fingers my eyes go wide and I can't help but crash my lips back into yours when you pull me into such a tight embrace, finding that I love the taste of myself on your lips. "Glad you find me better than a board game" I laugh softly, still trying to catch my breath, leaning into your touch when you run your hand through my hair. "It's a good thing I have a strong lock, I don't care about the neighbors.." I run my hand down your chest to the hem of your pants before I start working at the button and zipper, pushing them down the best I can before palming over your cock. "..I just want more of you, I've been fucking dreaming about this for weeks I need more I need all of you please I'm begging." I keep working my one hand over your throbbing length, the other coming to tangle in your hair and pull you into another desperate kiss, tongue working in perfect unison with yours to take my breath away. "Please.. I want so much more." It comes out between kisses, the need to feel more of you surpassing the need to catch my breath as I squirm underneath you. @lucraz

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