A/N: Jealous! Young Arnold Schwarzenegger x Virgin Reader, Dom Arnold. Public Sex

''And Cut!'' James Cameron called, waving his microphone around. As he stood up from his chair. After re-taking the scene where Arnold as the Terminator 'Was supposed to be hanging onto the car, Sarah and Kyle were in, and after ten retakes they finally got it right.

Y/N couldn't help but beam proudly, at the twenty-five year old, Austrian bodybuilder. As he carelessly climbed off the car, while Linda and Michael, the one's who were playing Sarah and Kyle Reese. Exited the car, looking exhausted as ever. Y/N couldn't blame them, they had been on the set till this morning to late Nine O'clock at night.

''Great job you guys!'' Y/N exclaimed, running over to the group, and pulling all three of them, including Arnold himself. And the big Austrian smiled softly, as Y/n pulled away before looking at all three of them, before she turned her gaze at Arnold, and he smirked knowing what she was going to say. But to his shock, she turned her soft gaze to Michael, and hugged him once more. ''You did awesome, Mike.''

Linda who was watching chuckled softly. ''Mike?'' She questioned raising a brow, and Michael and Y/n looked at each other knowingly. And that's when Linda put two and two together. ''You two know each other? How?''

''Oh, Yeah.'' Michael laughed, wrapping his arm around Y/n's waist. The dark look on Arnold's face as he watched it, going unnoticed, as Michael continued. ''She was the cheerleader for our track team back in high school-''

''So, you two are close?'' Arnold asked, placing his hand's on his waist. And he couldn't help the feel of Jealousy rage through him, as he watched Michael nod, and slowly ruffle Y/n's hair.

''You bet,'' Y/n smiled, unaware of how her friend was acting at the moment. ''Me and old Mike here dated back in high school.''

Michael laughed once more, before letting Y/n go, just as James Cameron came over smiling proudly, mostly at Arnold. Who was trying to control his temper, and not knock out the poor bastard who had Y/n wrapped around his finger.

''You all did great!'' James exclaimed, before glancing down at his watch. ''And You're all invited to go celebrate! If you know what I mean.'' He smirked, before he walked away, leaving the small group back to they're awkward silence.

''So, we going?'' Y/n asked, slightly noticing how angry Arnold looked, watching as his fists clenched in and out. And she noticed them giving her unsure looks, did they think she was underage. ''Guys, I'm nine-teen so, I should be fine.''

Michael nodded once more, before going to his trailer to go get cleaned as the same for Arnold and Linda, while Y/n went home to get dressed. And she had a plan, she didn't care that she was a virgin, she knew how to piss Arnold off. And tonight she was about to do just that. With a silent smirk, she began to think of a plan.

''Y/n, are you sure this is a good idea?'' Linda asked unsurely. As they made they're way to the bar, and took a seat. Y/n was dressed in only a dark blue dress, with boots, while Linda wore a simple plaid shirt and jeans.

''Shut up.'' Y/n teased, just as Arnold and Michael arrived. And Y/n couldn't help but notice, how sexy her friend looked all in his Terminator outfit. Top which she couldn't place why he was wearing it. But she couldn't help but fantasize, how much she wanted him to fuck her, fuck her like the machine would, ruthlessly.

''Hey girl's.'' Michael whispered, sitting beside the girls, with Arnold. Y/n noticed how nervous Arnold seemed, and gave him a small smile. Before Michael ordered the same order you and Linda had butterscotch.

''You alright?'' You couldn't help but ask, as Arnold just kept looking at his drink. Not even meeting you're eyes.

''Yeah, fine.'' He replied quickly. and You could feel the tension on him, so with a small innocent smile, you got up quickly, drink in hand only to ram right into a solid person's chest. Instantly the person caught you by the waist, as you're drink spilled onto the floor and onto your dress. ''Y/n, you alright?''

You nodded, as Arnold's voice snapped you out of your stunned trance, before you opened you're eyes, to see a man looking down at you with slight concern on his face, and hazel eyes. ''Oh, my God, I am so sorry, are you alright?'' He asked, checking you for any injuries.

You nodded, and lowered you're hand to his waist to keep from falling, and you couldn't help but here the loud cough from the big Austrian behind you, who was staring daggers into the man's back. And that's when you decided to put you're plan into action.

''Yeah, I'm great,'' You replied, letting him go, before trying to show more of your cleavage, to which the man licked his lips, his concerned face disappearing quickly. ''How about you make it up to me? How about your car or mine?''

''Mine, darling,'' He cooed, as he stroked your chin, making your eyes meet. ''How about five-minutes you come back and we can meet up?''

Arnold crossed his arms, smirking to himself, knowing you weren't going to take the bait. You never did, but his smirk quickly turned into a frown, as you nodded. Placing your hand onto the man's solid chest. ''Fine with me, Baby. Just let me grab a few things from mine.''

The man grinned before turning away and walking out the front door, waiting for his prize. You smirked, at how mad Arnold seemed, and quickly you sent Linda a wink, which she returned. Before you waved goodbye to them and headed to your car in the back

Arnold felt anger and jealousy go through him, as Michael placed a comforting hand onto his shoulder. ''You alright man?"' He asked, raising a brow.

''Fine...'' Arnold hissed, throught clenched teeth. That's when Linda tapped Michael's arm and grinned, before whispering about the plan to him, causing him to smirk. Before he looked at Arnold in fake shock.

"Oh my God, you like her" Linda says with a fake laugh. "I thought you hated each other I guess I misread the signs !" She lied.

"Of course we didn't, I could never hate her.'' Arnold snapped a little, making Linda frown. ''In fact, she is a truly gifted and admirable human, and I-"

"And now you're upset because you never told her." Michael responds, understanding what Arnold is feeling. "Man, you have to tell her. What have you to lose?"

"I'm afraid she doesn't like me in that way.'' Arnold replied, his eyes filled with no hope, even though he was seeing red. '' I think she still may harbor hate and disgust towards me."

"I think you'd be surprised by how much you've grown on her" Linda urges. Nudging Michael who nodded quickly.

"I say show her how you feel. Just go for it like a man. Show her who she should really be with" Michael says with a wink, a suggestive smile on his face.

"I will" Arnold stated feeling very confident all of a sudden.

You head out to your car, but as you grab the door handle a pair of arms capture your body. You let out a shrill scream as you are dragged backwards, back into an empty room, you know is in the bar, for people to have one night stands in, and couldn't help but feel worried that the other man found you.

You are shoved up against the door and come face to face with Arnold's scowl. "You're mine" he says in a sultry voice. "Not some other fucking Man's." You want to say something, but you are breathing too hard. Is this fear or lust? At the moment you can't discern the two. "I want to be the one who dates you. I like you a lot. And I'm going to show you who you really belong to."

You let out a squeak, your lower half on fire. He likes you? Holy shit he likes you, and it looks like he's going to prove it.

"Arnold" you whine, your entire body trembling with desire.

"Shut up" he orders, kissing you deeply as his tongue ravages your mouth, tasting and prodding every inch. You close your eyes, letting him completely overtake you, reveling in the feel of his hot breath on your face, his strong hands gripping you tightly. You reach up to grab his hair, but his hands fly to your wrists, pulling them down and behind you. "Maybe you didn't understand my little whore, I'm in charge. You belong to me. You don't do something until I say it is okay."

"Okay" you breathe, eyes wide. He gives you a warning look, "Yes, sir."

"That's better" he urges, his accent deeper and husky. "Now stand still while I take these clothes off of you." You squeak as his hands run down your body, gripping the hem of your dress. He slowly pulls it over your head, every movement deliberate and controlled. He reaches around you, his face inches from yours as he unclasps your bra. You fight the urge to lick his throat, to suck that soft skin.

He drags your bra down, his fingers lightly tracing your arms. He backs away to survey you, his eyes scanning every inch of your bare torso, evaluating and appraising.

"So sexy" he murmurs, his stormy brown eyes slowly dilating with carnal lust. "And all mine" he growls as he lunges for you, slamming your body up against the door. You wrap your legs around his waist as he greedily smacks your clothed back side.

His mouth travels down your throat, scraping his teeth along your clavicle. He sucks violently across the skin of your breasts before taking a nipple. He gropes your other breast with one hand as his mouth teases your nipple mercilessly. The sensation stings and is a bit sharp, but your breathing has become high and wheezy.

Each flick of his tongue, each circle of his thumb sends hot pulsations through your nerves. You squeeze his waist tighter, trying to quell the aching need that is throbbing in your crotch.

"Holy shit" you cry, your breasts sensitive and responsive. He growls as he laps at your breast, blowing cool air on your nipple as his thumb and forefinger twist and tease the other.

"Mine" he mouths against your skin. You reach to run your hands through his hair, needing to grip something. But he smacks your ass harshly, sending a pleasurable yet painful shockwave through your lower half. "No." You throw your head back, resting it on the door. You don't know if it's his dominance, that you were caught off guard, or what; but you're building. Fast.

"Shit" you whisper. No fucking way, you are not already releasing. But your body gives in and your muscles spasm, sending you toppling with your orgasm. Your head falls forward in the crook of his neck, and he carries you to the bed. Your vision is slightly hazy, and your heart beat is hammering against your rib cage. "That was fucking hot" you moan as he lays you on the bed.

Arnold gives a deep chuckle, a bit too malicious for a human. "Oh, we aren't anywhere near done." He takes of his chain jacket off 'from the set', throwing it to the floor. He kicks off his socks and shoes as he crawls onto the bed, straddling your waist on his knees. He unchains the chains from the jacket as he pushes up the sleeves of his purple shirt. He looks completely hot! Like the Terminator about to have his way with you. You bite your lip at him, wanting to press your body against his.

"Put your hands up" he orders, his voice serious and deep. You quickly lift them above your head, studying the Austrian's every move with wanton anticipation. He lifts the chain's over his head and uses it to bind your wrists against the bed frame.

You test the restraints, hoping you could sneak in a grope at Arnold's ass, but they don't budge a centimeter. You whine slightly in frustration, lifting your hips to try to tease his crotch. He presses you down with a firm hand, "Stop that" he snaps, his eyes hard for a split second, and it's enough to send your body into paralysis.

"I'm sorry, sir" you mumble, deciding to be a good little submissive for your man. Yes YOUR big hot Bodybuilder man; he likes you for you. The thought is enough to send you reeling.

"Look at my needy little sub" he growls, dragging down your soaked panties, throwing them to the floor. You suddenly feel exposed. You've never ever fucked anyone before; but tonight feels like the right night to give your V-Card.

You feel out of power; completely and utterly vulnerable. "Open those sweet legs" Arnold commands. You hesitantly open yourself up, spreading your legs apart. He gives a low whistle, licking his lips hungrily. "Already dripping wet like a perfect slut." He leans down, gripping your thighs roughly, his nails digging into your flesh.

His touch stings, but you are distracted by his hot breath skimming across your pussy. "Oh baby, this is all mine" he moans, giving a quick lick across your clit. You squeak, your hips bucking slightly. "Only mine" and he flicks your clitoris with his fingers. "I'll kill anyone who tries to take you from me" and he sucks violently along your clit, traveling down to your wet hole.

You pull at your restraints again, and it tightens around your wrists, cutting off circulation. The material bites into you, bruising your skin. You moan loudly, throwing back your head as Arnold attacks your pussy. His tongue pulsates rapidly inside of you, and he moans loudly, enjoying your taste. His tongue travels side to side, in and out. He twists and turns, teasing your walls with maddening friction. You feel your walls clench slightly, and you can't believe it. No way. No fucking way.

"Cum for me!" he bellows, his deep voice vibrating through you. And you cum again, your body tumbling into ecstasy, still not recovered from the last time, since you used your toy. You scream out his name, feeling as though you are free falling. "That's right, scream my name! Let everyone know who dominates you, who ravishes you."

"More" you beg half-heartedly, not sure if you actually mean it.

Arnold just shakes his head, ripping his shirt from his body. "Oh babe, you haven't seen anything." Your lip quivers as you watch his glistening body, sweat shining across his muscular skin, soft and smooth.

He begins to unbutton his pants, strong fingers slowly dragging down the material. You lick your lips as you watch him undress, his erection springing free from the confines of his boxers. He throws his pants to floor, pumping himself.

"Ooo babe, looking at you all spread out like that, completely helpless" he moans, tossing his head back in pleasure. "So sexy, all mine, my little bitch" he growls, pouncing over your body. He skates his teeth up your hips, over your rib cage, up to your throat.

He sucks violently on your skin his hands reaching under your body to grip your ass. You feel his erection rub against the apex of your thighs, precum spreading all across your skin.

"More" you breathe, wanting his cock inside you. Not caring if it was huge and massive, and big enough to hurt worse.

"What was that, my sexy little slut?" He moans, biting your earlobe.

"More, oh god" you whine.

He sits up, straddling your hips. He rakes his nails across your skin, leaving long red marks. "Louder" he commands,. "I want the entire bar to hear that you're my slut. You belong to me!"

"Fuck me, make me yours! Prove to me how big your cock is" you scream, squirming under his intense gaze.

"Louder!"

"Ruin me, sir! I'm yours!" you yell at the top of your lungs. He grabs your cheeks, cupping your face in his hands.

"That's right" he bellows, gritting his teeth. He gets in-between your thighs, hands spreading you wide open. He teases your entrance, rubbing around your hole till you are completely writhing. "Come here" he mutters, as he presses forward into you, stretching you wide open.

You wither in pain a little, at how painful it felt, and how far he was stretching you. To the point where you felt he would split you in half. And hoping no blood is on him, but it seemed he didn't notice at all.

His pelvis bucks quickly into you, his thick cock rubbing deliciously inside you. You tighten around him, causing him to moan carnally. Your muscles begin to spasm, your entire core vibrating.

"Oh god, oh so close."

"I know. Cum for me baby." Arnold groans. And you burst, spiraling down into pure pleasure. You lose all rational though, unable to catch your breath. Arnold continues to pound into you, and you give a high desperate whine. His thrusts become rough and labored, and he grits his teeth as he absolutely wrecks your once virgin pussy. No, no, not again.

"What the fuck is happening?" you mumble, barely able to get the words out. You suddenly feel yourself release again, your body shaking violently. Your skin tingles, and you feel as though you are weightless. You notice his eyes are glowing bright brown again, and it hits you. He wants to absolutely ruin you for anyone else.

"I want you to cum again" he roars, and you are caught off guard by your body releasing as his cock hits deep inside you, nailing your g-spot. You aren't ready and you let out a pleasured cry. Or is it pained? You can't tell anymore, as every cell of your body is over sensitized.

You feel the power of his thrusts radiate inside you, and you feel as though your body is pushed to the brim, about to combust. You bite your lips, tasting a little blood. You pull at the restraints, desperately needing to hold on to something, needing to anchor yourself down to keep from falling.

"Again!" he screams, lifting up your hips so he can smack your ass. He circles his hips inside you, creating a deep friction as he pummels your pussy, hard and deep. You cry out loudly, a dull ache setting in all of your body mixed with a hot fire in your nerves. You feel tears prick in your eyes; you can't take it anymore. It's too much, it's all too much.

"Stop" you beg, needing a break. Your entire body is too sensitive. You are aware of every hair, every fiber, while simultaneously being numb to everything. You release again, and you let out a sob, your chest constricting.

"Arnold, I can't. Please, please stop!" hot tears streaming down your face. Arnold suddenly pulls out, but not before spilling himself inside you with a growl. The anger and jealousy fading from his eyes. He rapidly unties your wrists and captures your body, holding you as you shake in his arms, trying to recover from your overstimulation. He rocks you softly, careful not to jostle you too much.

"Shhh, shhh, you did so well. You were perfect." You struggle to get your breathing under control, but your heart rate slowly returns to normal. You nuzzle into his neck, breathing in his scent as he softly strokes along your legs. You finally calm down and kiss his neck softly. "I- I'm so sorry. I may have gotten a bit carried away" he says awkwardly, his voice low and husky.

Your about to reply. When Arnold suddenly notices fresh blood on his cock. Before he looks at you and you're vagina, which was bloody. And that's when he put two and two together. ''Oh, my, God, you were a virgin?!'' He snaps, trying not to scare you, angry at himself for not letting you explain. ''And you let me...''

"No, no it, you, yeah I enjoyed it" you mutter, still trying to make your brain work, as you gently cup his face. ''It was an amazing first time, Arnold.''

Arnold still looks guilty. Until you gently kiss his lips. ''Why would you let me do that, Y/n? I-I Love you,'' He admitted, causing you're heart to flutter. ''And I hurt you didn't I? I am so sorry.''

''I-I love you too.'' You reply back softly, as you try to ignore the pain you still felt from him taking your purity. ''And I didn't want to tell you, cause I thought you wouldn't want me.''

Arnold looked taken aback, before he gently grabbed your wrists, kissing the marks he left on there. Which made him feel ever so much worse. Before he made you lay on his firm chest. ''How could I not want you, Y/n?'' He whispered, as he softly rubbed your back. ''You're perfect.''

You gave him a small smile, before nestling under his chin and chest. Trying to fall asleep, until Arnold's voice woke you. ''So, uh, were you on the pill?'' He asked nervously, rubbing the back of his head. Making your eyes widen in realization, but he must have noticed cause he smiled softly ''It's okay if I did get you pregnant I will be right by your side.''

''I love you.'' You mumbled, your heart soaring.

''I love you too, Y/n'' Arnold whispered back kissing your forehead.

And nine months later, Arnold and you received the greatest gift of all. Twins...