affectionate - Chapter 15: Chapter 15

FALLON
Stepping into the cottage, Lucius wasted no time in pinning me against the door. The wood dug into my back almost hard enough to distract me from the feeling of his strong fingers digging into my sides. His lips stamped wet, hot kisses along my neck, down to my collar bone, and back up to my lips where his tongue pushed past them and dominated every inch of my mouth. His fingers, ever so nimble and fast, abandoned my sides and tugged at the hem of my shirt. His lips were still attacking mine, occasionally breaking apart to nip at my neck but not hard enough to leave hickies. Eventually, my shirt was pulled off and thrown somewhere in the direction of the living room and aside from my bra my upper body was completely exposed to him and he took full advantage of it. His hand immediately attached itself to one of my breasts and brought it to his lips. Lucius kissed, sucked, and bit at it like he'd been starving for days. I arched into his mouth and panted heavily.
"Lucius, please." His other hand fondled my nipple harshly.
"So good, you're so good, Fallon." His were words were like lighter fluid and did nothing to tame the raging hot fire crawling across my skin. His hands finally grew bored of my chest and instead grabbed onto my thighs and hooked them onto his own waist. He nudged my chin up with his nose and kissed my pulse before moving his mouth to my ear. "Jump,"
I jumped and he secured my legs around his middle, he kept his head buried in my neck, whispering sweet nothings and kissing over my future mark spot. He was obsessed with it and I was obsessed over his obsession. Every peck sent sparks shooting down my spine and moans clawing at my throat begging to be released.
Lucius brought me off the door and headed down the hallway towards his room. All the while telling me everything he planned on doing to me. He pushed his door open with my back and tossed me on the bed. I bounced once before being caged in by his arms, I peered up at him. He looked absolutely feral and I loved it. His fangs were out, protruding slightly from his upper lip and grazing his bottom one. His eyes were blow in arousal and his lips were swollen and spit slicked from the crazy amount of kissing he'd been doing. I threw my arm over my eyes and groaned at the sight of him. He made me feel shy even though I wanted nothing more than for him to see every inch of my naked body and commit it to his memory.
"You're bold enough to touch yourself to the thought of me but you hide from me during the real thing? Get serious, Fallon." I removed my arm and scoffed, an equally snippy remark on the tip of my tongue. However, Lucius's fingers unbuttoning and unzipping my jeans made it die on my tongue immediately along with the urge to keep bantering with him. He looked at me through his unfairly long lashes and I almost melted.
"Is this okay?" I nodded my head vigorously and my arm came up again to shield my face from his prying eyes but Lucius was faster. His hand caught my arm midway and pinned it down into the sheet by my side.
"Words, I need to hear you say it." The lewd noises I was desperately trying to hold back poured out of me like water bursting from a dam.
"Yes, Please, Lucius, Please." I moaned out. Embarrassment could not reach me here. Not trapped underneath Lucius in his bed while he slowly peeled my jeans and panties off at the same time. Not at the complete and utter mercy of Lucius himself.
Lucius kissed down my stomach tantalizingly slow, almost like he was savoring the skin beneath his lips and knowing him he definitely was. He didn't stop when he got to my inner thighs, I was overly sensitive but he didn't seem to care as he continuously kissed and nibbled at me. His tongue lapped at my core curiously. I did a full body shiver and that was all he needed before lapping at it again and again until I was a whining, shaking mess. My thighs clenched around his head to keep him in place and his hands held them, the cold of his rings stung against my heated skin.
"Lucius—fuck—I'm close," Instead of stopping he smirked and the licking turned into sucking, his thumb pressed gentle circles into my clit and my back arched in response. I was going to cry at how much pleasure I was feeling, tears filled my water line and his room became blurry. I couldn't see anything except stars. My hips bucked into his mouth uncontrollably, he grunted against me and used a hand to hold my hips down. His thumb rubbed invisible shapes into my hip bone and oddly enough I felt myself become wetter at the touch. I brought my hand to the back of his head to hold him in place so he wouldn't stop, not that I thought he was going to. My stomach tightened and my orgasm ripped through me so fast and so hard it almost hurt. My body jerked against Lucius and I felt him smile against me, he ate me through my orgasm and the tears from before finally fell. I wanted to speak, tell him how good it felt, but the words wouldn't come out and instead pitiful whines and high pitched moans were all I could muster.
He finally stopped. His hair was disheveled, eyes still blown, and my juices were smeared all over his mouth. He rose up onto his knees and gazed down at me.
"Look at you," He cooed mockingly, his long fingers skirted up my calf and dipped into the gap between my thighs to massage my clit. I squirmed in response the overstimulation too much, too soon. "So fucked out already and all I've used is my mouth."
His fingers disappeared from my body and I moaned in soft protest. I closed my eyes, I wasn't tired, at all. But post orgasm exhaustion was real and I needed a moment to catch my breath. When I opened them again, Lucius was completely naked and my throat went dry. He was built like a fucking god. I was exaggerating completely but in my lustful haze I didn't care. He had a six pack, not too prominent but prominent enough for me to run my hands down the ridges and feel the muscle beneath the pads of my fingers tense. He had a slight V line that led down to what could only be classified as pure sin. He wasn't long, maybe six inches or so but he was so damn thick I was scared it wouldn't fit. It curved upwards towards his belly button and precum leaked from the tip. I licked my lips hungrily.
I looked up at him, the smirk on his face that usually annoyed the shit out of me only turned me on more. He leaned down over me in a plank position, his arms caging me in at the side of my head and his dick brushing against my stomach. His hands made their way down my shoulders and to my back where he unclipped my bra and tossed it to the floor. He kissed me firm on my lips, no tongue, just our lips molding together perfectly and I sighed contentedly through my nose. The kiss was short lived, Lucius pulled away and kissed down my jaw until he was at his favorite spot on my neck again. Quickly, he withdrew his head from my neck and reached over to the nightstand. He pulled open the first drawer and retrieved a tiny bottle of what I assumed was lube. He lathered his fingers in a bit of lube and returned to his rightful place in my neck.
"Tell me if it hurts." He murmured against me, I gulped and braced myself.
"Okay," I breathed out shakily. The thrill of what we were doing had somewhat died down and reality hit me like a ton of bricks. It wasn't the act I was scared of, I was glad my first time was with Lucius and I was more than ready. There was no one else I wanted to do this with. It was the painful side of it that had me tensing as Lucius slid a skinny finger inside of me.
"Relax, baby." My stomach tanked at the pet name and my body went limp. Limp enough for Lucius to slip in another finger. It was uncomfortable at first but soon all of that turned into pleasure and I was moving my hips in my time with Lucius's fingers thrusting into me.
"I need you inside, please." Lucius sighed into my neck making me shiver. He brought his head out just enough to look me in my eyes while he pulled his fingers out and held them in front of my lips.
"Open, and taste how good you are." I parted my lips and he shoved his fingers in hastily, my lips closed around them immediately and Lucius groaned.
"You're so good for me, so obedient." If this were a different situation I would've cussed him out for saying that but the feeling of his fingers halfway down my throat and the tip of his dick teasing my entrance made my brain short circuit.
"Tell me when you're ready, n' I'll start." I waited until his fingers were gone from my mouth before whispering "okay". His tip slipped inside of me and he kept going until the entirety of him was snug inside. I felt so full, the stretch hurt but it wasn't anything I couldn't handle. I was more scared for when he started moving.
"Move," Lucius's hand found mine on the bed and laced them together, his other one brushed against my cheek softly trying to distract me from the feeling of his dick slowly pulling out of me. He pulled out to the tip then pushed back in, my face scrunched up pain and I squeezed his hand. I threw my head back, my breaths were coming out uneven and my entire body was so tense that even I could feel it. My brain was telling me to relax, that it would all feel better soon but I wasn't listening to it. The only thing I was focusing on was Lucius's dick dragging against my walls agonizingly slow.
"Lucius," He brought his free to my hip and massaged it, tears collected in my eyes again as he shoved his head in my chest and kissed up my sweat slicked skin to my abused neck.
"I know, I know baby. It'll feel good soon. You just need to relax." He breathed against me. Once again, the pet name did wonders to my body, making it soften underneath him. I buried my face into the top of his head, the smell of his scent calmed me and I inhaled as much as I could in one breath. My lips found his crown and I kissed him over and over again. Soon the pain was forgotten, I stopped crushing his hand and I felt my face unfurl from its squashed expression. Moans were bubbling in my throat, dangerously close to my lips and even closer to spilling out. Lucius felt the change in my body language and groaned into my neck.
"Don't hold back, Fallon. Lemme hear you, lemme hear how good I make you feel." I whined and dropped my head onto his shoulder, my pussy throbbed around his dick, greedy for it.
"Fuck—faster, go faster." My body wanted every inch of him. I wanted to feel this full all the time, I wanted to have his lips on my neck until there was nothing left of my neck except red and blue bruises, I wanted his hand on my hip until his hand print was branded into me, I wanted him to call me baby until I was sure that was my given name. Fallon would merely be an afterthought.
He indeed went faster upon my request, skin slapped against skin and our sweaty bodies moved against each other so violently that I wasn't sure whose body parts were whose. We were so tangled together, our bodies meshed into one, it felt like something inside of me clicked. This was how my life was supposed to be. Spent lying pliant underneath Lucius getting absolutely wrecked by him all while he worships every inch of my body.
"You thinkin' of me? Of how good I'm fucking you?"
"Y-Yes," I whispered, too fucked out to say anything but the truth. Lucius moaned, fucking moaned, in the crook of my neck and my toes curled at the sound of it.
"You're so perfect, Fallon. Every inch of you, fucking perfect." I moaned uncontrollably at his words, they were fuel to the fire brewing inside of me and I didn't have enough strength to put it out. It was hungry and I wanted to feed it as much as I could.
"Right—oh fuck—right there Lucius, d-don't stop," His fangs snagged the skin on my neck a few times, he soothed the slight sting by licking me and I shuddered every time he did it.
"You smell so good and so sweet, I could bite you right now." My mind my was hazy with lust. I wasn't registering the words he was saying, all I could hear were my embarrassingly loud moans, pathetic whines, and our skin slapping together. I brought my legs around his waist to provide him with a better angle and it was the best idea I've ever had in my life. He was hitting me right where I needed him to and it was almost enough to send me over the edge.
"Lucius! Please, I'm close." He panted heavily in my ear and I could tell he was close too. His thrusts were still moving in the same rhythm he started with but the speed was faltering.
"You're taking me so well, baby. You feel so good around me." He nuzzled his nose into my neck, the hand on my hip snuck down to my pussy, his fingers teased my clit and my back arched, pushing my neck to his mouth and unknowingly giving him full access to it. I brought my hands to his back, my nails digging into his shoulder blades.
"Lucius please—," I was blubbering nonsense, drool leaked from my mouth which was hanging open and my thighs tightened around Lucius's waist.
I felt small kitten licks on my neck and his fangs teasingly nipped at my skin. For reasons that I didn't ever want to touch on pleasure flooded my body more than it already did. It intensified what I was already feeling, my toes curled and I felt myself clench around Lucius. My eyes closed and before I knew it I was cumming around his dick. His name was the only thing on my mind and on my lips. I couldn't remember anything except Lucius.
"Lucius, Lucius—fuck!"
All I felt was pure bliss and I loved it. He was still fucking into me, chasing his own finish and I whined at the overstimulation. He peppered chaste kisses all over my face with promises of almost being done. A few seconds later his hips stuttered and his movements stopped completely, he moaned my name against my cheek and collapsed on top of me. I was warm all over, my breath still hadn't been caught and my chest moved up and down erratically. My skin buzzed happily and I was sure it had something to with the bond and me and Lucius somewhat completing it.
Lucius forced me to look at him through my hooded eyes, a lazy smile perched on his face. His gorgeous blues were back, no longer outcasted by his pupils. He leaned down and captured my lips in his, he kissed me so tenderly that I almost didn't believe he was the one fucking me mere seconds ago. When we broke apart, he stood from the bed and the withdrawal I felt was instantaneous. It felt like the air had been punched out of me and I felt weak. I couldn't even hold my head up to watch Lucius disappear into the bathroom. I heard the bath start and inwardly cheered. My joints already hurt, especially my hips. I hoped they wouldn't bruise but with the way Lucius was gripping me, I'd be a fool to think otherwise.
As it went, I heard Lucius before I saw him. When he finally did enter my line of vision he was dressed in a short sleeve t shirt and loose fitting boxers. There was a slight sheen to his skin, leftover sweat from our activities and they highlighted the lean, rippling muscles in his arms. His hair stuck to the nape of his neck and his forehead, stray strands stuck out each and every way cutely. It was refreshing to see that he was just as messed up as I was.
"I drew you a bath, figured you'd like that more than a shower." I allowed a small smile to take over my lips.
"I would, thank you." Lucius crossed the room in a flash, his arms encircled my waist and he picked me up bridal style. I yelped and brought my own arms around his neck to stabilize myself. I was a little embarrassed about being naked in front of him but quickly dismissed the feeling because I didn't feel like hearing Lucius's mouth and the things he did to my body minutes ago transcended something as simple as nudity.
He deposited me in the tub and I moaned. The water was warm and smelled like lavender and my sore limbs were soothed in a matter of seconds. Lucius sat on the edge of the tub, arms crossed and icy eyes staring harshly into my brown ones.
"I did not mark you or drink from you because I assumed this was your first time and marking is much more painful than blood drinking and drinking from you just didn't feel right this time around. Think of marking as a...sealing of some sort. I can't stop until it's done so it will hurt. I wanted your first time to be as painless as possible." I don't know how he knew what I was going to ask but I was glad he answered before I had the chance to embarrass myself. In the back of mind, I wondered why he hadn't marked me when that was what we were arguing about in the first place. He knew more about all of this stuff than I did so I was glad he made the executive decision to not mark me. Writhing in pain during my first time having sex did not sound pleasant at all.
From an accidental brush of our fingers to sitting in his tub and soaking after he fucked me. I dug my palms into my eyes and sighed. I had always thought of myself as an obedient daughter, one who followed what her parents told her and never strayed away from the path I was set to follow at birth. I loathed to admit it but I was dependent on my parents. For a long time they had been all I'd known, all I needed to know. I didn't mingle with people because I was convinced they would never understand me the way my parents did. They understood that I was different and accepted me for it. Despite knowing they had been lying to me all my life, I was willing to ignore it because they're all I have and all I will ever have. But that's changed now. Now I have Lucius and the truth, the truth about myself, about the world I live in beyond Melrose, and the truth about them and what they are.
I was tired of being controlled by them, my father especially. I couldn't keep Lucius on the same short leash my parents were keeping me on if I wanted to be with him.