"Dan, please at least try to restrain yourself from cussing!" Aw! Clock that is so cute! NOT HELPING ME!
"Clock," I growled out.
"Sorry, that doesn't help you and your problem," The thermos shakes a little bit from Clock starting to walk. I basically moan from the slight movement, "Gee Dan, virgin much?"
Clock I am going to kill you! He stops walking and I hear the clicking of the thermos being unlocked.
"Clock what are you doing?" I feel the thermos tilt downwards; I already know the answer to my question. He's letting me out. I can already feel the lust, the hunger, for him rising. I know he is feeling the same.
I land on his bed, on my back. I moan again.
"My, look how lovely that bulge is," I hear him smirk out. I feel him climb on the bed. I hear the clicking of his cloak coming undone and being tossed to the floor. I really don't know what to do now. I think I should sit up, but can I? Before I can even try, I feel a hand on my chest.
"Dan, do you want me to stop?" Clock backs away from me, "I am so sorry! I…I want you to take me so badly!"
I do manage to sit up. Clock's words shock me a bit, "Wait you want me to do be dominant?"
He nods and I smirk. I grab his face with one of my hands, "You little whore! I can't believe you!" I smash my lips on his. DAMNIT! I feel his tongue like my bottom lip, begging for me to open my mouth. I felt him remove my cape and toss it next to his cloak. His hands traveled under my shirt and touched my torso. I gasp and pull away out of the kiss. I also release his face. My eyes are fixed on his shirt that is still on him. I think it should come off. My hands start to lift it up and Clock goes along with it by raising his arms up. I tossed it to the ground and Clock started to tug on my own shirt, I let out a chuckle.
"It's nothing new Clocky! You can see it again in a moment," He tugs at it again.
"Take it off now!" I was shock by him growling but I didn't argue with him as I pulled it off and tossed it to the floor. He runs his fingers up and down my chest and I let out a moan. He took this chance to kiss me again and I swear he had shoved his tongue down my throat. He is more experienced at this than me, way more. His hands move away from my chest to my feet, which was strange to me. I stopped our kiss for a moment.
"What are you doing?" He pulled off one of my boots.
"Taking off your boots. I don't plan on trying to explain the giant shoe bruise marks on my back or any other spot to the observants!" Bye-bye other boot!
"Oh? But you do plan on trying to explain all of the other things that I will do to your body?" He was silent for a moment.
"Yes, I can always come up with a funny lie…Wait what other things?"
I reached down for his neck and bite and suck on it. I receive a moan out of him. Once I had removed my mouth, there was a big hickey and I smiled, "That."
He reached for it, "Very good, is that the first time you did that or have there been other victims?"
"No, just you and I plan on doing more of that! I will make you mine!"