Chapter: Three
A tiny winy warning: All the Fifty Shades fans out there, the chap is a basher about the upcoming sequel and it's all Creed's mind down there so sue him, not me. You can get his address from Logan on 3rd of March.
Now, let the game begin...
Round- 1
Chapter: Three
"Can't believe I'm actually doin' this." Mia groaned loudly, struggling with the damn clasp behind her back. Instead of enjoying a romantic, long drive or watching a romantic flick with this Creed guy, here she was, wrestling to get into a pair of super sexy, animal printed push up bra and matching thong panties (chosen by Creed of course) in a goddamn changing room of Victoria's Secrets.
"You done?" Creed's smirking voice asked from outside. Looks like the jerk never left the door.
"Yeah." Mia growled.
"Okay." he simply said and burst into the room. Mia all but screamed in horror but the damn scream stuck in her throat somewhere, all that came out was a loud gasp.
"W-What the heck are you-"
Creed promptly covered her mouth with his hand and eyed her up and down hungrily. Her medium sized breasts were looking bigger in the cheetah printed push up and gawd, that small triangular piece of clothing hiding his conquest...
she looked just...so fuckable.
"Better." Creed stifled down his testosterone level barely that was screaming at him to just rip that two piece rag off her body and ravish her in every possible way, right then and there.
She blushed hard and unsuccessfully tried to cover herself with her hands. "Please get out before anyone sees you." she almost pleaded.
"Two minutes or I'm comin' back in and draggin' ya out." he gave her last once over and smirked before storming out. After all, they don't have all day.
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Mia hastily came out of Victoria's in a fabulous, mid-thigh, magenta dress that clung to every soft curve of her body so beautifully. The deep cleavage was enough to make any man drool over her but of course, who'll Victor Creed's one day gf?
Creed came out briefly after paying the price and wrapped a possessive arm around his little 'investment'. She nervously pulled the ends of the dress down.
"Never tried any of'em before, ain'tcha?" he smirked.
"No, actually. couldn't afford'em with that crappy salary of a waitress." her reply caused Creed to flinch back a bit.
"Well...that means yer livin' your dream today." he smirked again. "C'mon, let's go." Creed tightened his arm around her and pulled them both to his gorgeous, black car but before they could get in, Victor's eyes followed Mia's which were stuck at a smooching teenaged couple on the other side of the road. He simpered darkly and shook his head.
"C'mon frail, we don't have all day." His blunt command pulled her back to reality. She lowered her eyes and blushed a little before slowly sliding into the front seat. Creed put the key into ignition and engine roared back to life to begin their romantic, long drive. They both didn't have anything to say so they decided to ride in silence. Mia's eyes were fixed out the window, watching passing cars or people and Creed's eyes were ahead on the road but the silence was annoying to Creed.
"You every tried that before?" he finally broke the quietness with the same question again.
"What?" she turned her head.
"The kiss, you ever tried that before?" her eyebrows arched up for a second.
"Uh-yeah, last year at high school. It was my prom date, Larry." she turned her focus back to passing cars.
"Sounds like a damn chump from the name." he snorted. "So, how was it?" This one came out as a suppressed growl. Actually Creed didn't like the mental image of some teenaged jackass's lips on his investment's at all.
"It was good and-" she couldn't even complete her sentence when Victor suddenly pushed the brakes down and caught her lips in a fiery, hot kiss. His rough cat-like tongue burst into her mouth and caressed hers in the most sensual way. She wasn't ready for the sudden attack and couldn't do anything but moan against the amazing excitation. Her sweet, 'orchidy' scent was filled with a teasing arousal this time. He smirked against her luscious lips and suddenly pulled off, leaving the little kitten stunned about what the heck just happened.
"He was better?" he knew the answer already.
"Heck No!"
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Creed cursed under his breath as he looked back to the wide screen. The frail seemed to enjoy herself but the movie was a complete waste of time in his eyes. The frail was horrible at acting and the sex scenes were another pathetic attempt at soft-core porns. But gawd, why was he even here? He should've been in some motel right now, mounting the frail over and over again but nope! here he was, torturing himself with this Fifty Shades Darker crap.
"You hate the movie, don't you?" she asked, bowling another popcorn into her mouth.
"I hate all of'em." he replied dryly.
"What else could I expect from a guy like him." she muttered to herself, earning herself a solid glare from Creed. "But yeah, I'm okay with your hate for the Rom-Stuff of 21st of century because the romantic movies these days, they don't have that touch anymore. even with tons of sex, they ain't close to old ones."
"So the little kitten is inta good, ol' lovey-dovey stuff huh?" he sounded amused. "Which one is your favorite ?"
"Pretty Woman." she replied straight. "My all time favorite one." she gave a wide smile and Creed instantly admitted she had a stupid but beautiful one.
"And your favorite scene in it?" he didn't care about the answer, he just wanted to see that smile again.
"U-Umm..please don't laugh but it's the piano one." she smiled with a light blush again.
"The piano one?"
"Uh-yeah, the piano sex scene, where Richard makes love to Julia on a piano. It was so...awesome." another sweet smile drew on her lips as she thought about the scene, causing Victor to smile back. "But of course, you haven't seen it so..." she shrugged and focused back on her movie.
Sex on the piano huh? Now that was something he's never tried before.
A heavy blow of high pheromones and stifled moans pulled the attention of Creed's senses. He rotated his neck around. Every couple was busy in making out or 'helping each other out' and here they were, watching the crappiest flick of the year in a corner seat. He just couldn't take it anymore.
"Just look around, yer the only one who's actually watchin' that shit." he growled.
She twirled her neck around and scrunched up her nose. "Ugh why don't they just get a room or something?" she turned back to Creed and was almost about to get a heart attack as she found his smirking face only one inch away from hers. She gasped.
"Wanna have same fun right here, like them?" the same evil, canined grin.
"W-What do you-" she couldn't even finish the damn line when Creed's mouth occupied the sensitive area of the joint of her neck and shoulder and started laying wet, stingy kisses and licks. The orchids were in the air again. She bit her half bottom lip to suppress the moans and made a futile try to push him away but her protests shattered down as he caught her earlobe in his mouth. Her eyes rolled closed as she felt a sudden, sensational spark ignite inside her, quite similar to the one she'd felt during that kiss but this time it was much stronger and almost took her breath away as his hand trailed down and got into her already moist panties. A silent whimper escaped her mouth as his middle finger traced over her hot, wet slit.
Creed had a very smug grin. "Enjoyin' yourself, kitten?"
The sweaty moans and gasps became more clear as his fingers massaged her velvety, slick folds. Her mind'd gone completely blank and a strong coil or something like that was tightening inside her stomach with each passing second. Her heart jumped out of her chest as his curled finger pushed itself into her tight entrance. Her skin was on fire. Every small friction against her inner walls was pushing her over the edge. She was speechless, she was breathless. She felt like she was going to die and her life'd be pulled out of that tight little hole down there by his hand.
On the other hand, Creed's smug smirk became even wider when he expertly pushed his middle claw inside, without hurting the internal skin and felt her barrier. Neither that Larry guy nor the frail herself, had touched his investment down here like him. He was gonna get a willing and virgin frail tonight, what else could Sabertooth ask for this Valentine's Day?
When she couldn't take the pressure anymore, she caught his hand, but still very much confused over if she wanted to push it away or pull it closer.
He growled. "Don't fight yourself darlin', just let it go." he took her mouth with his with the line and drank down her further protests. All she could do now was buck against his hand as his finger pumped in and out of her. She had no control over herself anymore. Their tongues wrestling, her hand tightened in his hair, his other hand pinching her nipples and her inner muscles clenching around his finger, everything was too much. She was going to shatter and she did. With a loud, vibrating moan, the dam finally broke, her first orgasm flew out and her shuddering body went limp against his chest.
He brought his finger coated with her juices to his mouth. "The sourest sweet. You taste too good, darlin'." she just whimpered in response and hid her exhausted face into his chest.
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Hope it was an okay one and once again, sorry Fifty Shades fans :P
