I wake up to Robbie on top of me. I don't know what exactly is going on, but my clothes are all torn off. "Robbie! Robbie, what are you doing?" I cry out.
He doesn't even slow down, his fingers are jammed inside me and he's pushing back and forth. "Caterina Valentine, it's time for your least favorite game." He winks at me.
I gasp, I know exactly what we're playing now. "Robbie, no, I don't want to play pirates," tears start streaming down my face.
"Valentine, you don't have a choice. That's how pirates go," he smirks at me.
"Robbie, please," I cry out. "I don't like this game." He shoves his fingers deeper inside me and I moan, completely on accident. "Robbie," I beg. "Stop it, please."
"Oh, I don't think so." He takes out a knife and starts trying to my bra. I flail around incessantly. "Robbie! You've never used a knife on me before," I start crying. "Robbie…"
"It'll be okay, pumpkin," he growls at me. He opens the knife and rips of my bra.
"Robbie! I really liked that bra!"
"Well that's too bad. I wonder," he pauses. "If you really like your skin, too." He smirks again and drags his knife to my stomach.
"Robbie, stop, stop it. Please," I beg
"Or," he growls. "Should I go further down. He slides the knife right past my opening and I squeak. He takes the knife across my legs, leaving little stings across them.
"Robbie," I cry out, tears running all the way down my face. I try to free myself, but I'm tied up in rope with no chance of escape.
"Or maybe towards your breasts," he drags the knife up and leaves them towards my boobs.
I squeak again. "Okay, okay, Robbie. Mashed potatoes. Stop it," I scream out.
He laughs and puts the knife down. "Okay, Kitty Cat, are you okay?
I smile back at him, breathing to regain composure. "Well, I am now," I hiss at him.
He rolls his eyes. "You would've been fine. I know how to handle a knife." He drags it across his own arm and leaves only a thin, white mark." He frees me from my rope. "Are you done being my maiden for today?
I smile and leap onto him. "Maybe we can switch roles," I growl softly.
"You mean, I can be the maiden," he asks, with a huge smile across his face. He puts his knife away and starts kissing my lips.
I stop him and start kissing his neck. He giggles uncontrollably. I tease him further, "Do you want me to stop?" I purr in his ear.
He stops laughing, "No, no, please keep going."
I love messing with that boy. I look him straight in the eyes. "Beg for it, Robbie."
"Please, please, keep going. You know how I feel about my neck."
Of course I do. "Fine," I concede. I keep going along his neck and down to his collarbone. "But maybe I should be tying you up and ripping your clothes off," I growled again.
He looked at me with peaked interest. "We've never tried that before in Pirates, have we?" he smiled.
"Nope, want to?" I smirked at him and grabbed the rope.
I grab the rope and expertly tie his arms and legs to the bed. I jump onto him and lean into his chest. I cuddle into him and give him tiny kisses.
"This isn't very Pirates themed, is it?" he asks gently.
I shake my head in response. "Nope," I cuddle into him even closer and kiss his forehead. "Just the calm before the storm," I smirk.
He hesitates and kisses me on my cheek, "Wait, what?" he frowns.
I grab the knife from his hand and hold it out in front of his chest.
"Cat? What are you doing?" he asks, clearly starting to freak out.
"Shh," I press my lips up against his and breath him in. We might not be official but he is my Robbie and nobody can take that away from me. "Don't worry," I grin. "Everything will be okay," I purr softly. I stick the knife onto his leg and scratch into him.
"Ouch, Cat!" he yelps into my ears.
"Oh, don't be such a baby," I mock him sensually. "It'll all be okay," I purr again, soothing him. I run my hands through his hair and wrap myself around him
"Cat!" he begs.
"What?" I reply. "This isn't fun for you anymore? I can stop." I drag the knife off of him and set down beside us on the bed. I get up and start untying him. "We don't have to play anymore."
I can see tears starting to form in his eyes. "Cat, wait, no. I want to keep going." He looks down, "Please, Kitty."
I untie him completely and wait for him to stand up. I jump into his arms and snuggle into his chest. He hugs me back and kisses me.
I grab his head and tilt it. I lean even further into the kiss and smile. "I love you so much, Robbie Shapiro, always have," I beam.
He looks at me, completely baffled. "Cat, I… I love you, too, more than you could ever know."
I smirk at him, "I do know." I snuggle deeper into his chest and kiss his neck.
He giggles again, "Cat, please, stop that. It tickles."
I move my lips off of him and they hover right over him.
He lets out a little yelp, "Maybe don't stop, actually."
"No, no, you told me to, Robbie," I reply cooly.
"No, I was wrong. Really, really wrong. You should keep going."
"Maybe you should keep going," I look down for a second, then back up at him and wink.
"With what?" He seems confused for a second, but then he catches my eyes looking down again and seems to understand. "Oh," he smirks. He pushes me back onto the bed and opens up my legs.
I happily spread them open as he takes 2 fingers and shoves them inside me. I squeal happily as he spreads kisses all over my entire body.
"Robbie Shapiro." I stop him for a second and look him right in the eyes. "I love you so much, you have no idea," I blush.
"I love you, too, Cat," I blush back, turning as red as her beautiful hair.
Eventually we finish and get dressed. We lie next to each other the whole night. I wrap my arms around her and hug her tight. I can't believe she's all mine.