Warning: Bruises, just because they probably trigger some people.
A/N: Don't worry, I have not abandoned this drabble series yet. I'm actually working on several at once, but I wanted this to be the first in that next line of drabbles. This can be considered a sequel of "bite me," I suppose. It definitely flirts with the pain-in-pleasure concept.
Nikki looked at herself in the mirror.
She stared at the small pale lilac area on her neck. Ghosting her fingers over it, a warm smile spread across her lips. She could almost feel Jonesy's lips pressing against it, his tongue licking it, his teeth grazing along it. She breathed deeply.
A similar one appeared on her shoulder, luckily where the strap of her tank top would be. She recalled his soft lips trailing along her skin, leaving no area without a kiss.
Behind the cup of her bra, begging to peek through, was a bite mark, a subtle red hue from last night. He took the swell of her breast into his mouth and, following her heated command, sunk his teeth into her—hard enough where her nerves said ow but pleasurable enough where she moaned oh.
She smirked and absentmindedly ran her hands over her thighs. Though there weren't any marks on them, she knew he still adored them all the same. All his kisses and licks and caresses were enough for her.
Turning her back towards the mirror and looking to examine the rear of her body, she grew hot just looking at the red areas on her bottom. Her smirk grew devilish as she thought about the way his palm struck her flesh over and over again. With every smack, he kept asking her if she liked it like that and she replied that—hell yeah—she did. The way he grabbed at her and smacked her and made her gasp got her so high.
She moaned at the thought just as the bedroom door opened.
"Thinking of me, baby?" Jonesy asked as he strolled towards her.
She ran her index finger up and down his chest. "Thinking about you and what you do to me."
He grabbed her by the waist, leaning over and brushing his lips against hers. "And what exactly do I do to you?" he whispered.
"Everything."
Their lips met in a fierce kiss as she anticipated him marking her up some more. She lived for it.
Rubbing his back as they made out, her mind pondered the marks her nails constantly left on his back, wherein she left him groaning out her name and giving him a rush of adrenaline.
Briefly parting from his lips, she teased, "I want everything from you right now… if you can give it to me."
He grinned and it made her melt. "I'll give you all I've got, babe."
She grinned back. "Well? I'm waiting."
He practically tackled her to the bed and, between all the kisses and groping and biting, he proceeded to show her everything and more.