Chapter 9

AN: Yep, a chapter of sibling arguments and a ton of smut between our couple. And the smut isn't over yet! It poured over into the next chapter because these two going at it is just difficult to stop!

Las Vegas, NV

"Well this couldn't be more awkward if I tried," Jon mumbled to Syd; his hands moving from the armrests to cross over his abdomen several times in the span of minutes.

"I'm sure it could be a lot more awkward if you really tried," Syd grinned; winking playfully at him.

"He's looking at me like he's gonna pitch me out of the airlock," his blue eyes darted to Randy and caught his steely gaze locked on him.

"Don't pay any attention to him. He's trying to psych you out," she reached over and took his hand, holding it in hers on her thigh.

"He's doing a good job, Kitten," he leaned in to whisper to her while keeping his narrowed eyes focused on her pissed off brother.

"Don't worry, tough guy, I'll protect you. May I have some of your water?" she asked, taking it with her free hand when he handed it over, and with her usual deadly aim, nailed her brother right in the head with it.

"Goddamn it, Syd! What is your problem?" Randy snapped, rubbing the sting out of his forehead.

"Quit hard-eyeing my boyfriend," she chuckled at his scowl.

"So it is boyfriend now," Randy smirked, sitting back in his soft leather seat and crossed his ankle to rest on his knee. "Did you just skip the dating phase and go straight into a sexual relationship?" he leveled them with the trademark Viper predatory eyes and mischievous smirk.

"After we discovered we rock in the sack; yeah, pretty much," Syd grinned when her brother's smile vanished, replaced with a hard glare directed at Jon.

"Hey, Kitten," Jon said after a moment of thought, looking down into her curious eyes while they both ignored the groan her nickname pulled from her brother. "Randy just made me realize I've never taken you out on a date," he furrowed his brow, playing with her fingers in her lap.

"We've had a few dates, Jon. We went dancing and have had movie nights…" he cut her off with a shake of the head.

"No, I want to take you out to dinner…and go from there. You know, a real date," he said softly, color flooding his face when Randy chuckled at his discomfort.

"Fuck!" Randy growled an instant later when another projectile water bottle pelted him in the chest.

"You just might have missed your calling as a NFL Quarterback, darlin," Jon laughed, pulling Syd in for a quick kiss. "So what do you think? Want to go out with me tonight, Kitten?" he asked, moving a lock of hair behind her ear, gently tracing his fingertip down her cheek.

"I'd love to but you have to let me be a girl and stop at my place first to get some decent clothes," she smiled softly, a tinge of blush coloring her cheeks.

"I guess I can let you be all girly then. We'll grab your things, go back to my place to sleep some more and then go do our thing after sundown like the true vampires we are," he pulled their joined hands to him and kissed the soft flesh on her knuckles.

"So you're not coming home again?" When Syd turned to her brother, he had his gaze lowered to his fingers picking at the leather of the armrest.

"Are you pouting, Randal?"

"You haven't been home in a few weeks," he shrugged noncommittally.

"Maybe next week when I'm sure you can behave yourself and not make Jon uncomfortable."

"You're spending next week with him too?" his steely eyes snapped up to her obsidian; a furrow in his strong brow.

"And that attitude is why I'm not staying at the house," she argued with him while the jet touched down on the tarmac. "Whether I spend next week with him or not is his decision but I'm sure as fuck not going to take your shit over it just because you're lonely and selfish," she narrowed her eyes on him, daring him to continue. He didn't disappoint.

"I'm not selfish," he frowned, unbuckling his seat belt when the plane came to a stop.

"So you're lonely," she fired back; standing to grab her bags.

Jon shook his head, laughing quietly to himself while the twins continued to bicker all the way down the ramp to the car.

"Fuck," Jon said softly, glancing up through the windshield at the two-story mansion beyond the security gate that slowly opened to allow them entry.

"Get the feeling you're playing outside of your league, Good?" Randy tossed at him with a smirk from the back seat.

"Don't make me trade in water bottles for bricks, Randal," Syd snapped at him, sending a glare through the rearview mirror.

"I'm just saying he might be fighting outside his weight class," he shrugged; his face meeting the back of Syd's seat an instant later when she stomped on the brakes. "Fuck, Syd!"

"Get the fuck out of my truck!" she put the SVU in park, opened the door and went around to the back, tossing his luggage out on to the driveway. "You can drag your shit to the house, asshole," she growled into his startled face before hopping back into the driver's seat.

"Syd, you're kidding right?" he shouted at his sister while standing beside his mound of luggage. His answer was her middle finger out of the window while she drove down the long driveway.

"You are fucking evil, my Queen," Jon laughed, shaking his head at the smirk on his lady's face.

"I've graduated to your Queen now? I am impressed," she smiled softly when he kissed the back of her hand; their fingers intertwined.

"You'll always be my Kitten, darlin, but you just happen to be my Queen too," he said with an almost shy smile. "And this is your castle…holy shit," he glanced up through the windshield in awe of the sight before him.

"Come on, I'll show you around," she chuckled, parking the car and killing the engine before getting out.

"How many bedrooms are there again?" Jon asked while standing in the den, looking out at the pool that took over a majority of the yard.

"Six; one master upstairs and one master down here, one regular room up and three down," she called out from the kitchen, returning to his side with a Vitamin water. "Let's go upstairs so I can pack some 'us time' clothes and swap out my road clothes," she led him towards the stairs, stopping to pick up her bag but he beat her to it.

"I've got it, baby. I think I could happily move into your theater room and never leave, except maybe to make love to you in that pool," he growled low in her ear, following her up the stairs.

"That can definitely be arranged, big boy," she flashed a wink over her shoulder, biting her bottom lip when he leaned in to sink his teeth into the tender flesh of her neck.

"Can't help it, baby; I could eat you alive," he smirked, trailing behind her towards the master bedroom. "I have to admit, Kitten, your place is intimidating as shit. I almost don't want you to see my pitiful condo but it is the only way I can get you to myself," he placed her bag down beside her closet door, wrapping an arm around her lower back. "I am pleasantly surprised that your castle isn't all…girly. A man could look like he lives here with the dark colors, leather and entertainment setup," he chuckled when she swatted his chest.

"Just because I came here to get girly clothes does not mean I decorated my place like fucking Disney Land. Now make yourself comfy while I dig through my closet," she pecked his lips, letting herself get caught up in it when he deepened it before he pulled back with a pleased look and went to sprawl out on her bed. "You look good there," she said softly; a small smile tugging at her lips.

"I really do," he nodded, crossing his hands behind his head. "You know what would make me look better here? You naked; lying beneath me, and writhing in ecstasy while I inflict as many orgasms on you as I can before you can't take anymore. Want to give it a shot, Kitten?" he patted the mattress beside him in invitation.

"As much as I do want that, my Prince; I want to be alone with you more, in your quiet condo, in your bed, and in your arms. Once there, you can do whatever you want to me," she blushed, disappearing into her walk-in closet an instant later.

'Whatever I want,' he thought with a smug grin, thinking back to the box he had delivered to Joe's place.

"It isn't a castle but its home when I'm not with you," Jon grinned back at Syd, stepping aside to let her pass before closing and locking the door behind them. A look of insecurity crossed his face when she left her road bag near the door and carted her 'here time' bag further into the den. He felt a wave of tension course through him when she silently looked over his rather Spartan living space. "I really haven't had time to fully furnish the place," he mumbled, running a hand along the back of his neck.

"I like it just the way it is. It's very you," she whispered, taking in his bare necessities of leather sofa, matching recliner, coffee table, bar stools at the counter that separated the den from the kitchen and flat screen TV that hung on the wall across from the sofa. "Is the bedroom back here?" she asked; pointing at the hallway just off from the den.

"My room is to the left, bathroom is in the center and the guest bedroom is to the right," he nodded, picking up his bags and following her.

"This is perfect," she dropped her bag against the wall, walked over to the window and drew the shades, enveloping the room in muted darkness.

"This isn't too, uh low budget for you?" he scratched the back of his head, fidgeting a bit under her gaze.

"Do you think I'm that shallow?" she cocked her head with a raised brow. "We're not that different, Jon. I like my privacy and stay out of the public eye when we're not at a show. It just so happens I have a big ass house just outside of the city limits. If I could stand just the small amount of traffic you have here just off of the strip, we might have been neighbors," she shrugged, stepping up to him and running her hands down his chest. "You are so fucking beautiful, Jon," she said suddenly, skimming her eyes down his body while her hands pulled his t-shirt over his head. "I mean you are handsome and sexy as sin," she added when she caught the uncharacteristic blushing smile on his face, "but you're so fucking beautiful too," she ran one hand up through his curls, holding his blue gaze with her onyx while placing a lingering kiss on his parted lips.

"Take off your clothes, Kitten," he said in a husky tone, taking her mouth in a probing kiss before taking a step back. His blue gaze followed her hands working the buttons of her blouse while she kicked her shoes off. He couldn't help licking his dry lips when she stripped off her top, tossing it aside before unfastening her jeans and slipping them down her long legs, kicking them to join her shirt. "Fuck, baby," he groaned, palming his already aching dick through his jeans when she released the catch of her bra; her breasts springing free. "The panties too if you want to be able to wear them again, darlin," he jutted his chin out towards her matching boyshorts panties, biting his bottom lip when she peeled them down her hips, letting them fall to her feet and stepped out of them. "Get on the bed, my Queen, while I fetch your surprise," he smirked, turning to his bag to dig out the box.

"What did you get me, baby?" she asked with an inquisitive look when he sat the ominous brown paper wrapped box on the edge of the bed.

"Toys, my Precious," he grinned while he stripped off his remaining clothes in record time. He sat beside her and tore into the package like a kid on Christmas morning, tossing paper off the side of the bed before lifting the lid and darting his devilish gaze to her. "I picked up quite a few things to play with and use on you, Kitten, but only one that I need to use now. Roll over on to your stomach, baby," he moved to kneel beside her, taking her hips in his hands and lifted her until she was on her knees with her ass up in the air. "Keep your head and chest down and your hands flat on the bed beside your head. Good girl," he stroked her hair down her back, continuing his caress over the curve of her ass. "This is called the Punishment position, for future reference, so when I tell you next time, you'll know how I want you, okay?" he smirked playfully at her when her wide eyes darted up to him.

"Yes, Jon," she said softly; an innocence in her voice that shot straight to his cock.

He growled low in his throat at her submissiveness before grabbing a package out of the box, hopping off the bed and heading towards his bathroom. "Stay right there, sweetheart," he grinned, disappearing into the other room to rip open the package and rinse them in cold water. He quickly returned to find her in the same spot; her pussy was already glistening in anticipation of what he had planned for her. "Do you remember what I said about claiming this, Pet?" he asked, skimming his index finger over her pretty pink asshole.

"Yes, Jon," her voice shook when she took a hitched breath.

"I'm letting you know now I'm going to take it tonight but I ordered some things to help you adjust…be ready for me when the time comes. One I'll use now until I'm done having my way with you and while we nap," he held out a sterling silver ridged anal plug with a blue jeweled top in front of her turned face; stroking her clit with his free hand at a leisurely pace while he continued to lay out his plans for her. "The one after that will be a little thicker and longer; I'll put that in when we wake up," he held out one with a red jeweled top. "And before we go to dinner, I'll put in this one," he switched out the red with a diamond jeweled top that was in fact thicker and longer than the red. "You will wear each of them until I replace them or remove them. Are we clear, Pet?" he asked, tracing the bulbous end of the blue one along her dripping slit before slipping it into her pussy, moving it in circles within her.

"Oh!" she gasped when the cool object touched her heated walls. "Yes, Jon," she sighed with heavy-lidded eyes.

"That's my good girl. Now let's see how wet you got your new training toy," he pulled the plug from her pussy and couldn't fight the smile from how well she lubed it. "Your kitty has it nice and slick for you, Pet. Now I want you to take a deep breath and hold it," he instructed her while he traced the tip over her puckered entrance, coating it in her juices. "As I push this in, I want you to slowly release that breath. Ready, baby?" He got a nod in return. "Go," he pushed the head past the ring of muscle, taking in her shuddering breath while he eased it in. "Relax for me, Syd," he whispered in her ear, trying to soothe her when her hands fisted his comforter. "That is so fucking sexy, baby," he purred; his eyes riveted to the silver disappearing into her. The plug had a shape that once it reached a certain point within her body, her ass sucked it the rest of the way in, pulling it from his fingers.

And that is the exact moment every muscle in her body tensed up.

"Jon!" she began to reach back; panicking when she felt the metal object suction its way inside of her; stretching her, filling her.

"Easy," he took her hand in his, replacing it in position. "It didn't get lost in there. That pretty blue crystal is right there nestled between those beautiful ass cheeks of yours," he wiggled the top, groaning when her back arched, jutting out her ass towards him. "It looks so fucking hot, Kitten. Look how hard I got just watching your ass take that in," he groaned, gripping his length in his fist. "I know it's uncomfortable right now but you'll forget all about it in a minute," he mused, moving to kneel behind her. "Fuck, baby, I just hope I don't pass out when I finally get to take this pretty ass because I'm damn well fucking lightheaded already just from putting that in you," he chuckled, tracing his finger over the blue crystal before taking the hand she reached back to him.

"Please fuck me now. Please…" she tightened her fingers with his and he knew she was not only horny as sin but needing a distraction from the foreign intrusion into once virgin territory.

"You don't even have to ask, Pet," he smirked, grasping his cock and rubbing the head along her slick folds.

"Don't hold back, Jon. You took me as yours; I want you to treat me like it," she said softly.

"Are you saying what I think you're saying, Kitten?" he asked in a guttural growl.

"Do with me as you wish," she resumed her subservient position; ass and pussy in the air, waiting for him to take.

"You want to Sub to me, Kitten?" Jon's feral eyes ran up the length of his lady's back, hearing her moan from his cock gliding along her slit. "Answer me, Pet," he smacked her clit with the swollen head.

"Yes, Jon," she gasped, jolting from each slap to her sensitive nub.

"For today, while we're in this room, you will be my pet and do exactly as I say. If you don't, I will spank this ass until you can't sit. You will answer my questions vocally, you will ask for permission before you do anything and you will address me as Jon or Sir. Do you understand, Pet?" he asked with another smack of his cock to her clit.

"Yes, Sir," she whimpered and the mere sound of it made Jon's eyes roll up into his head.

"Baby, keep in mind that I talk dirty; we both know that, and I might say some over the top shit when you're subbing to me. Just the thought of you subbing to me is making every nerve and muscle in my body vibrate with fucking need. Don't take anything I say badly since I'm damn near out of my mind right now, okay?" he asked with a gentle touch on her lower back.

"Yes, Jon," she nodded; releasing a breathy moan from another tap of his cock.

"I'm going to fuck you now, Pet; I'm going to fuck you until I can't see straight but you will not cum until I give you permission to. You have to prove to me you deserve the privilege to cum. Do you understand?" he rasped out, taking in her shaky nod and slapped a hard hand down on her right cheek, making her suck in a sharp breath. "You will answer me vocally, Pet," he reminded her while rubbing the sting from the already reddened flesh.

"Yes, Sir!"

"Good girl," he smiled, taking his painfully hard cock and thrust into her wet heat. "Fuck, you're always so goddamn tight," he groaned, staying fully seated within her for a moment. "Now you're even tighter with this plug in your ass. I can feel it against my cock," he grabbed the top and pulled it out; fucking her with it and growled low in his throat when he felt the ridges run along his length. "Fuck, Kitten, you feel so amazing around my dick. I could fuck you forever," he fell out of character for a moment, driving his shaft relentlessly into her pussy while he continued to work the plug in her ass. His lady was a mix of short whimpers or moans; each cut off with every inward stroke. "I will fuck you forever, baby," he released the plug; smirking when it slid back into place, and took both hips firmly in hand to pull her back into his thrusts.

Syd was a hot mess. Utterly overrun with sensations and feeling unnaturally full, she was boneless and completely at Jon's mercy. This was the first time she relinquished total control of her body to anyone and; somewhere in the recesses of her thinking mind, it wasn't lost on her that it was him she gave it to. There was something about this man that made her give in to him. Of course, the only thought in the forefront of her mind at the moment was 'do not cum' and she'd already fought it back twice since he had entered her. Yet another beautiful thing about the man, he not only was capable of giving her orgasms through penetration, but he could pull multiple orgasms from her with little to no effort. But damn that man put forth the effort…like now; his hips snapped his length continuously, ruthlessly into her desperate pussy.

"Fuck, Pet, your pussy has an iron grip on my dick," Jon gritted out of clenched teeth, leaning over her to place his hands on either side of her head; using the new angle to drive his length completely into her on each thrust.

"Jon, may I please c-cum?" she stammered out; the force of his penetration driving the air from her lungs.

"Not yet, Pet," he half-smirked; getting caught up in the clapping of his pelvis against her ass. He knew he should have cum a long time ago but he held it off by sheer will power to keep fucking her. The added stimulation of the plug was rubbing against his pounding length in this position and it was harder to hold it back. His pace hadn't faltered once since he entered her pussy and he was positive he could keep it up for hours if he didn't feel his release creeping up on him again. "Fuck, Pet, I'm gonna cum," he groaned; moving a hand to angle the plug to rub harder against his cock. His eyes snapped open when he felt her movement, seeing her snake a hand down between her legs. "What are you doing?" he grabbed her arm, pulling her hand back into position. "Did I tell you to touch yourself? This is not about your pleasure. You exist to please me, and if I want to see you writhing and moaning like a bitch in heat, I'll tell you. Otherwise, your kitty exists for me to fuck and make my cock feel good and that's it," he growled out, clutching the back of her neck in one hand while furiously pounding his length into her pussy. "I was going to let you cum but you're a bad pet and now I'm just going to fill your pussy up with my cum," he growled out, jerking his hips as he began to release and pulled her flush to his groin while the last of it drained out of him.

"Jon…" Syd whimpered, trying to move on his cock to supply the sweet friction she needed so badly.

"No," he kept his pelvis flush against her while clapping a hard hand down on her ass before he pulled out of her aching pussy. "I should punish you for that, Pet, but leaving you unfulfilled until I'm ready for round two should be punishment enough." He rolled off the side of the bed, walked around to stand by her head and lifted her chin. "In the meantime, open your mouth and clean me up, Pet. Good girl," he smiled happily, sliding his dick between her lips. "Fuck, my cock looks good in that mouth," he gathered her hair back, holding it in one hand on the back of her head to have an unobstructed view of her eager mouth devouring his length. "My pet is a good little cocksucker. Keep this up and I'll be hard again in no time," he pumped his hips faster, holding her head so that her lips were flush to his groin. "Hold on, Pet," he said in a soothing voice when he sensed her urgency for a breath before pulling back; starting the process over and over again. "Fucking that throat is making my recovery time half of what it usually is with you, Precious," he held her in place again, moving his free hand to her throat and felt the head of his shaft against his palm. "That's my good girl," he pulled back, removing his length from her mouth. "I'm going to get some water and I want you in that Mounting position we'll be using later tonight," he caressed her cheek before heading towards the door.

"Yes, Sir," Syd said hoarsely, getting up on her forearms to grasp the edge of the bed while mostly extending her legs. When Jon returned to the room, she rolled her hips, jutting her ass out a bit to give him easy access to his kitty.

"Take a drink, Kitten," he held the water bottle to her lips, brushing her hair away from her face while she took a sip. "Can't have my baby getting dehydrated from all this sweating," he kissed the top of her head before he moved to the other side of the bed, placing his water on the nightstand. He crawled up the bed; his legs straddling hers before he blanketed her back, slotting his cock between her ass cheeks. "Are you okay, Kitten? I haven't scared you off yet, have I?" he whispered in her ear, lacing their fingers together.

"I'm fine, Jon, and no, you haven't scared me off. I just…" she sighed heavily.

"What, baby?"

"I just really need to cum," she whined pitifully, dropping her head down while her lungs heaved to calm her desperation.

"You were a good girl sucking my cock so I'll forgive your mistake and let you cum this time…this time," he slid his length along her cheeks, biting his lip when the crystal made its presence known along his sensitive skin. "Disobey me again and not only will I spank your ass raw but I'll deny you an orgasm until tonight. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Sir," she whimpered from his cock applying pressure to the plug in her ass.

"That's my pet. Now be a good girl and use that tight kitty to make me cum, after I gift it to you, I'll give you permission to let go," he rasped in her ear, driving his cock into her. "Fuck, your muscle control in your pussy is incredible," he groaned; his eyes clenching when she squeezed his length on each thrust.

"Your kitty loves her cock, Sir," Syd gasped; face contorting from holding back her release, her body jolting forward with each snap of his hips.

"Fuck yes, she does," he grit his teeth, fisting a hand in her hair and bit down on her shoulder. He wasn't going to last long. His girl was pulling out all stops to get him off, gripping him like a vise that he had to push through. "Shh, your relief is coming, Pet. Take my gift to you," he groaned; trying to sooth her when she shook with silent tears even as his cum erupted within her. "Good, Pet; you can let go now," he palmed her cheek, keeping her face towards his to see her eyes clench, tears flooding down her delicate features while her body convulsed. His mouth fell open when his name tore from her throat in an almost inhuman scream. "It's okay, Kitten; I've got you," he pulled free from her body, moving to scoop her up in his arms. "I'm right here, baby," he whispered to his crying girlfriend, situating them in bed before he enveloped her with his body. "It's okay; you were a good girl," he held her to his chest, gently lacing one hand in her hair while the other rubbed soothing circles on her back.

"I'm sorry," she sniffled, still shaking in his arms.

"There's nothing to be sorry for, baby. It was an intense moment; the sensations you were experiencing, all of it emotionally charged, the massive amount of restraint you used to obey me, I know its at least part of what left you like this when you were finally allowed to let go. Don't cry, my Queen," he tilted up her chin, placing sipping kisses with his tongue just barely grazing her lips. "Let's take a nap, sweetheart; we could use the rest," he gently kissed her forehead before tucking her back under his chin.

"Yes, Sir," she mumbled against his chest, feeling him tense up for a second and turned her eyes up to his.

"You're still not turned off to the idea of subbing to me?" he darted his gaze between her eyes, placing a hand on her cheek.

"No, Jon," she shook her head; the truth glittering in her sparkling eyes.

"I have to admit I was hoping you'd like it, Kitten. You might not realize it but you're a natural Sub and it'd be a good lesson for you. You could use a little discipline. Don't even start with that adorable blush, sweetheart," he chuckled when she lowered her eyes in embarrassment. "Look at me, baby," he lifted her chin; biting his bottom lip while he seriously thought over his next words. "I saw where you came from, Syd, and now I know why you fought so hard for your individuality and dominant personality but it left a heavy scar. You've got one hell of a short temper and you don't trust anyone with you completely, and by that I mean you won't show anyone the real you you're protecting inside. I'm no one to judge, Precious. I have the same scars but for some reason, I let you in here," he pointed to his head and then his heart.

"You're in mine too, Jon," she whispered; tears welling in her eyes again.

"You can trust me not to hurt this, Syd," he settled his palm over her heart, feeling it pound through her chest. "I'll cherish whatever you give me but I won't lie and tell you I don't want it all. You gave it to me earlier whether you know it or not and I want that again. I'll want it always when we're alone. You can keep it from the rest of the world when we're out in it but when we're alone, I want every last bit of you. Just think about it, baby," he whispered against her lips when she opened her mouth to speak. "I've waited a long time for you, Syd; I'm not letting you go no matter what you decide. Now get some sleep," he pulled her into his chest, kissing the top of her head while lazily stroking his fingers over the silky skin of her back. "I love you. Please let me keep you," he whispered into her hair when he felt her drift off; closing his eyes and following her into sleep.

Syd's eyes snapped open when she heard his softly spoken words; not moving a muscle to alert him that she was awake.

AN: Next chapter, Jon and Syd's day continues! Review to continue, peeps!