Rock...

Rock's knees nearly buckled as Revy's thumb encircles his sensitive cock head in seemingly languorous fascination.

Agony.

Her hand fondled his length until his fingers were digging into the kitchen counter behind him. Every muscle felt corded in concert with tension; in his forearms, down his torso and lower. When her hand had snaked into his boxers and wrap around his shaft, dread had suffused his entire body. The memory of their last encounter permeated his mind in a flash. He wasn't hard then but now, with blood and pressure elongating his member, the pain would be exponentially more than what he'd felt when she'd last had him in her grip.

Why is she doing this to me? He managed a thought while resisting the urge to roll his eyes in his head at the sheer intensity of just that whisper of touch.

Was it to torment him? To get him into a state of need and bliss so high just to stop in the middle? That would be the worst! No, he couldn't get caught up in whatever game she was playing. There was no way he was this lucky and knowing Revy, this couldn't end in anything else but disaster.

He wanted to make her stop. Really, he did! Logically at least. He already had one scar to last him for the rest of his life, he didn't need another. Hell, would he even survive this one?

She didn't want to be with him. He knows this.

Then why the fuck is she doing this to me? He once again tried to understand.

In the back of his mind still capable of thinking, he sees himself backing out of her grip or grabbing her hand to tug her off him. But that was tricky. She literally has his life in her hands. A quick flick of her wrist and pleasure would turn into unimaginable pain.

Rock inhaled sharply. "Revy, don't do this to me." He told her when he felt like begging, 'More. Please don't stop. Don't. Stop!'. He barely kept his hips from bucking up into her grasp, needing to be taken over that edge of release so much! The intoxicating tingle of anticipation in her touches stroking his curiosity to a fever pitch made him want to close his eyes and imagine, if only for the briefest of moments, that she really wanted this. That she really wanted him.

How can hands capable of such lethality be so soft?

If he slipped his hands into her panties right now and explore, would he find her wet and aching for what he wanted so desperately to give her?

Another rapturous touch over the slit of his cock and thoughts scattered.

"Fuck. Oh, fuck!" Rock rasped, his voice deepening to a husky tone as his needs grow more fiercely. This was the absolute worst way she could get him. Of all the physical abuse, the threats; he would switch with all of those just to skip this because try as he might (And he has tried) he still fantasizes about her to a staggering degree since he believes that's all they could ever have. Now they were like this! He was already so close and she's keeping him just at the edge whether she knows it or not.

Rock's head fell back and his lids closed of their own accord as if to help him concentrate on this act between them. "Aaah! oh God, Revy!" He shuddered. His body temperature was running hot yet his skin goosebumped all over from her exploration of him.

"You like that baby?" Revy asked him in a throaty whisper, her voice like a siren's imparting a secret to him, so different from what he knew she was really like. "Yeah, ya do," She told him as if he were arguing the point. That New York accent becoming more pronounced.

Rock's eyes cracked open, his breaths heaving as he looked at Revy. His expression grave. "Don't toy with me,"

That was a warning. If Rock loses his grip on his control, she might not like the outcome. Though he could never rape a woman, that was not him, he didn't like someone playing with his emotions either; hyping him up only to leave him high and dry when things got serious especially when it came to sex, something he didn't get very often and that's by culture unless he buys a prostitute and again, he's not that type of man. Revy wouldn't know but his dominant side came out in the bedroom. He is a Leo, after all.

A smile like he's never seen on her face curled her lips, lighting her eyes. She made another lazy swirl then stroked his shaft and his breath hitched.

"Toy?" Her nails lightly raked over the smooth skin of his cock and he groans before sucking in a gulp of air. Then she continues to stroke the head. "Don't you want me to play with your big cock, Rock? It seems to really like me."

Another bead of pre-cum must have already inked out because the slip increased as did the sensations. His breaths panted as pleasure, searing pleasure, churned through him with all the finesse of a freight train. His stomach muscles quivered and flexed as groans escaped his mouth uncontrollably.

His breaths shallowed as more sensations bombarded him, contorting his face into a mask of strain as the need to cum grew ever nearer. He didn't want to. Not yet. His head fell forward and he was helpless not to thrust up as she began to pump him hard in her tight grip. His fingers let go of their hold on the counter. Leaning towards her, his forehead touched her own briefly before his lips found hers. It surprised Rock when Revy started kissing him back after a moment's hesitation. One of his hand slipped behind her neck grasping her nape to deepen the kiss while the other clutch her waist, pulling her against him. When his tongue forced and invaded between parted lips, he twirled it into her mouth at his leisure and she gave a cry against his lips, eliciting a deep answering groan from him. Rock closed his eyes again, still disbelieving. He was certain that she would have done something by now to stop this.

Again, did she really want this with him? He was quickly becoming uncaring. Relishing it, even.

His hips continued to undulate, fucking her fist faster and faster before slowing only to repeat the process; keeping his climax at bay. Barely. If his visceral reactions to what the Revy of his thoughts did to him, what they enjoyed together, had his back bowing night after night as he came in a rush, sometimes staying hard afterward? Now, with the possibility of them actually having sex just in front of him, his curiosity was almost undeniable. To know what it's like to be inside her for the first time, feeling her hot, tight and wet around his aching cock, like he's dreamed about so many times? He grew impossibly harder in her palm just imagining that.

Pivoting their bodies, Rock put Revy between the counter and himself. With his need pelting reason into a dull hum at the back of his head, Rock kissed her hard and slow as if his life depended on it. For someone with such a tart tongue like Revy, her kiss was sweet as honey. Rich. A man could get dangerously addicted to a kiss like this.

From sexy lips like hers.

He didn't want to pull away even as the need for air was setting in. His hand slipped down from her nape. So into the act was he, enjoying the heated exchange of their tongues that it was uncertain when his hands started their perusal of her ample breasts under the towel before the towel was slipped from her shoulders altogether. He did pull back from the kiss then, breathing in deep amounts of air into starving lungs. Eyes locked on her pink nipples, watching his thumbs play with them. Revy was out of breath too. His thoughts returned for a second and he had to wonder if this was the moment when the spell would be broken between them? When the reality of what just happened sink in and they would be back to what they had always been to each other. He didn't want that. Yes, he had a line but right now he finds himself in the twilight of 'damn the consequences and not giving a fuck.'

Rock licked his lips watching her mounts move with her every breath. Only one word came to his mind as he stared at her beautiful breasts.

Exquisite. He thought in hazy contentment.

His hands alternated between flicking and encircling her up-turned nipples with urgent thumbs and palming them then massaging unhurriedly. She arched her back to his touch, her eyes heavy-lidded with desire. Rock wanted nothing more than to take his time with them; licking them, sucking their peaks until they puckered and stiffen around his eager tongue. After fantasizing for so long, this was what this felt like. How can he ever go back to just being satisfied with thinking about it any more?

Bending his knees a little, he cupped one breast to his mouth then sucked. His thumb continued to stroke the other.

"Hmm, yes!" He heard Revy moan in approval. "That's it, baby. Yes, harder." Her fingers found his hair, clutching his head to her.

She wants this. He thought dazedly, his tongue swirling around her pink areola before resuming a slow hard suck; making sounds of delight as he did so. After leaving one nipple wet and pouting, Rock started on the other one. Yes, he could take his time. Enjoying the taste of her skin.

It only occurred to him that she had stopped pumping his shaft when he thrust against her hand as he sucked her breasts. When he was through with the other nipple, he began kissing from that breast in an upward trail, resting at her collar bone, his lips to her skin but unable to take his hands from her breasts for too long.

Their relationship has been altered no matter what happened after this, they could never take it back. For Rock, whatever happens later or tomorrow, he would figure it the fuck out. He just needs this, right here, right now with her.

His hands descended lower from their hold until they edged at her panties before his fingers started to drag them down and immediately he perceived a tension from her.

"Rock?" her voice was still throaty but there was a distinct tinge of something else there. Panic. She released her hold on him only to clutch his shoulders. And her hands shook.

Shit!

A feeling of bitter disappointment started to invade him coupled with frustration because it was obvious what would happen next. But still, he tried to coax her from stopping him here. Yes, she set this entire thing into motion and no doubt she came here to hurt him in some way but that didn't matter anymore because now, more than ever, he wanted to make this good for her.

"You know I'll never hurt you or do anything you don't want me to," He whispered comfortingly against her skin. Unwilling to stop the momentum of what they've shared so far, he continued kissing from her neck up to her jawline. Worry was on her face as plain as day and it looked so out of place on his brave, fearless Revy. For someone like Rock, who thought he would never want to harm another human being out of spite, he really wished he could kill those bastards so slowly that did this to her. Once again, his forehead rested on hers lightly, eyes locked on hers, he said;

"It's just me, Rock. Your Rock."

Revy's chest heaved up and down. Before his eyes left hers he told her, "You have two choices; watch me work or stop me now. Choose."

"I-I don't know..." She started to say but he interrupted.

"Then stop me when you do." He said before he started kissing her again. His fingers pinched the waistband of her panties before slowly tugging them down once more, bending his knees as he lowered himself with every inch milestone he accomplished without her telling him to stop. As he did this, his kissed a trail leisurely down her tattooed neck, between the valley of her breasts, over her trembling belly only stopping once to dip his seeking tongue into her navel, swirling wet kisses there, listening to her mews and moans as the tension from earlier ebbed little by little from her body. From his vantage on one knee, he could smell her sweet arousal. He continued his kisses, taking his mouth lower before finally resting when her panties were ringed at her ankles and he was at eye-level with her bared sex. Her folds were already glistening wet and swollen at his arrival and he had to bite back a curse. He wasn't sure that if she tried to stop him now, that he could find the will power to not continue. When his hands went to her hips to steady her for what he was about to do next, he could barely wait. He's been waiting for so long already. With parted lips, Rock leaned in closer, eyes locked on her face, never looking away, as he covered her with his mouth.