Marcus chuckled as a soft, surprised squeak escaped his partner. He had a handful of her hair wound around his hand. "Come on, beg me. Beg me to let you go." He almost didn't recognize his own voice as he whispered in her ear.
"Marcus...please-" she started, nibbling on her plump bottom lip.
"That's right. Plead with me.." He said dangerously soft as he kept her pinned to the bed with his weight. She whimpered softly and a smile crept on his face.
"Don't be scared. It'll be over soon enough."
She struggled slightly under his weight, trying to free herself. Pierce pulled the hair in his hand and exposed the tender skin of her neck. "You wouldn't be trying to escape, now would you?" he asked, biting down roughly and making her yelp in surprise.
"N-no..I.." she whimpered, her brown eyes wide as his empty, calloused hand rubbed the gentle skin of her shoulder and arm. A small shiver and gasping moan escaped her as she felt Pierce's teeth leave her skin. What he was going to do next, she had no idea.
He let go of her hair and flipped her over so he was looking into her eyes, which were shining with tears of pain and pleasure. He then dragged his hand slowly down her tender skin; first across her breasts and then down her stomach. A small shiver ran down his spine when he saw the look of pure ecstasy on her face as he teased her flesh, readying her for what he had in store.
Using his knee, he spread her legs enough for him kneel in between and began kissing and nipping his way up from her bellybutton. "Mmmmm..." she hummed softly as he got comfortable on top of her and continued to kiss her body. He grabbed her lips in a greedy kiss as he pinned her down, her arms over her head. He smiled as he broke the kiss, panting slightly.
When Pierce felt she was ready, he pushed himself inside her. She squeaked at the unannounced entrance but was soon moaning softly as his nails dug slightly into her wrists. She moaned and whimpered his name over and over as his thrusts got more forceful. He found a rhythm he was comfortable with and began to work toward his climax, not really worried about her.
She writhed under him, her moaning becoming pleas for release. He soon answered her pleas as they both reached climax within seconds of each other. Pierce let go of her wrists and rolled off of her, satisfied. He pulled her into his arms, her back against his chest, and yawned softly. Her body trembled slightly in his arms and he couldn't help but smile. "Had enough, Eva?" he asked softly, nipping at her ear and neck. Eva nodded, her body weak and sleep wrapping its arms around her.
Pierce watched her fall asleep and moved his arms from around her slumbering form, silently standing and finding his clothes; not wanting to be there when she woke up, as a one night stand should be.
"...Good night." He said, his voice barely a whisper as he grabbed his motorcycle keys off the coffee table and left her apartment.