This one is dedicated to the wonderful Kreeblim Sabs! If you haven't had the luxury of reading her stuff, I implore you to do so!
This little drabble started as part of a conversation on The Fairest of the Rare's ship of the week - Thilli - and blossomed from there!
Blindsided
Theo never saw it coming; he explored her wanton curves time and again, and still he was blindsided. He had her pinned firmly beneath him, her back arched off the disentangled fabric of the sheets and her heavy breasts pressed firmly against his chest. His grip upon her wrists were tight; secure, and he had always been proud to beam down at her with his proclaimed role of dominance.
Theo was bushwhacked. He had her purring against him as his teeth grazed teasingly across the curve of her neck and still she caught him by surprise. He witnessed her flush and squirm under his attention, losing herself in ways that drove them both over the utter edge of reason, and he preened over the way he was able to control how she felt.
Theo never knew what hit him. He was practically glowing at the preeminence position he had her in, satisfaction evident across his lips at the submission he thought her to be in, when she turned the tables on him. He knew she was strong, and he loved her for the size she was, adored the level of curvatures she possessed, but had always been able to tame the beauty between the sheets.
Theo wasn't ready when she took charge, vulnerability leaving her features as a secret, wicked smirk began to ghost her lips, pressing them hard against his own, somehow slipping her locked hands from his grip. She had other plans, and he found himself pulled down in a way of desired need, hesitation from the sudden change in position striking him as he stalled the actions of what she wanted, what she needed.
Theo never saw it coming. Her legs on either side of his neck; her features dark with lust and determination as he realized his head was locked between her strong, thick thighs. It brought a new level of desire to their rumbles, a shiny pristine change of roles in which he never prepared himself for. He submitted completely to his witch's demands, enjoying the different angle of admiration as he watched his witch from the view between her thighs. Theo never knew what hit him when he gave himself, his heart, to Millicent Bulstrode.