The rhythmic knock at your door had your pulse racing. Your stomach twisted with anticipation, mouth loosing all its moisture. You knew who was on the other side of the door, amused by the internal dilemma you were battling with. You shouldn't open the door. You should tell him to go away, that you were done, this wasn't going to happen again. But he knew. He knew as well as you did that you would open the door. Invite him into your home, your body. Your heart. Invite him in like every other time he had knocked on your door, like every time you will continue to do so.
You waited with held breath, waiting for someone to come and save you from yourself. He didn't knock twice, he didn't need to, he knew you were completely and irrevocably infatuated with him, dependant on his touch as much as you were to the air you breathed. You caught your reflection in the darkened window, surrounded by the darkness of night, you didn't know who you were anymore. Didn't recognise the person staring back at you with defeated eyes. You were no one when not with him.
You open the door, blocking the entrance with your traitorous body, coming to life at the mere sight of him.
"Gin".
The soft way your breath moulded around his name. A prayer, the most endearing song to pass your lips. His wicked grin spread over his angular face, half laden eyes tightly guarding all his secrets. Pale, slender fingers reached to caress your cheek and you leaned into the warmth, the ghostly promise of what you couldn't have, would never have.
Fighting a loosing battle you turn away into your home, turn away from him, from your desires. The soft click of your door the only sound confirming he had followed after you. Your arms wrapped securely around your middle, holding yourself together in the middle of your home.
"Gin, this has to stop". You didn't believe the words you spoke, they held no determination. It did have to stop, the sneaking around, the betrayal. The hurt you endured loving the man who would never love you back. The guilt over being the other woman, laying with another woman's partner. It slowly spread through you like poison, blackening your heart, tightening your throat. Gin held your heart in his hand, cruelly playing with it, refusing to give it back.
Gin wrapped himself around you, arms slithering around your body, pulling you close. Pointed chin rested on your shoulder, nuzzling your cheek. "This again?" He purred into your ear, kissing behind your ear, breaking your will. "Ya can't fight it, YN, I know how much ya crave me"
The truth settled in your stomach with a heavy weight. Your body craved his touch, obsessed over his touch, yearned for his attention. "Ya know I want ya too" You closed your eyes, savouring the thick, honey sweet words dripping from his silver tongue. Just enough attention to keep your hope from dying out completely . You knew he belonged to someone else, but tonight, you belonged to him.
What little fight you had melted away, lowering your hands from your middle, granting unobstructed access to your body. Gin immediately filled the void, sliding his hands over your body, caressing your curves. His tongue swiped slowly up the side of the your neck, shivers ran through you, icy cold in his warm embrace.
He turned you in his arms, body moving to his will, his to manoeuvre and bend to his content, his amusement. Unusual silver hair and mysterious half closed eyes only enhanced his allure, pulling you deeper into your gluttonous addiction. He was your own personal brand of the most addictive drug, meticulously created to have you desperate and needy until your next heaven sent fix.
He opened his eyes, a rare gift he bestowed on you, reward for your compliant behaviour. Ice blue eyes that held the vastness of the never ending sky and the deepness of the oceans hidden depths that you so willingly drowned in. Enigmatic men like Gin were dangerous, slowly, silently creeping their way into your thoughts, your heart. Surrounding your very soul so skilfully, you only notice when it's too late. When youre already trapped in his snare, his unbreakable web of lies and deception.
Leaning down slowly, teasingly, he hovers a against your lips, a breath away. Hot breath mingled with your own, intoxicatingly pulling you under his spell. His lips captured yours in a searing kiss, dominating your lips, owning you completely. You sink, further into the darkness, further into the forbidden lust. His tongue forced his way into your mouth, dancing across your own, pulling you further into his trap.
His burning touch against your skin was your temptation. His searing kiss your salvation. Gin pulled you close to his svelt body, bringing you home. Lost in the kiss you so desperately craved, you held onto him tightly, anchoring you to whom you most desire. Allowing you only a taste, Gin pulled back, smirking as you desperately tried to follow,
"Do ya want me,YN?" He entranced you with his gravely words, hand brushing your hair behind your ear tenderly . "Do ya want me to make ya feel good?". You nod helplessly, resting your forehead on his chest, felt the heart that didn't beat for you. Unshed tears wet your lashes, blurring the smooth skin you stared into.
"Use ya words, pretty girl" He toyed with you, like a predator playing with their pray before their swift and merciful end. Venomous lips curled, waiting patiently for what he knew you would give
"Please" you sob softly, dam breaking, salty tears stained your cheeks. He had ensnared you in his spellbinding linguistics, dangling the sweet relief you so desperately craved "please Gin, I need you"
"I know ya do, pretty girl" the Fruits of his scheming were beautiful to witness. His deceptive tongue, uttering the words you cling onto like a life raft, calculated to have you yearning. Strong hands bringing you to the most indescribable pleasure conditioned you to want him, to need him.
"I'm all yours" the words broke your heart, a cruel lie. Gin wasn't yours, would never be yours. Completely unobtainable, the best thing you never had. The kiss he bestowed upon you was breathtaking, fuelled by lustful desire, Gin forced you to submit, willing accepting all he gave.
Deceivingly strong arms hoisted you into the air, encouraging you to wrap your legs around his waist. Gin blindly followed the path to your bed, as familiar to him as the back of his own hand. The soft mattress he laid you upon held the memories of countless hours of cardinal love making you shared, tainted with the secrets, holding onto the cry's of pleasure and perfectly calculated words of deception.
You poured your life force into the kiss, the taste unrequited love and unfulfilled longing sweetening the joining of tongues. Gin held himself over you, hovering close enough to consume your senses. Everything you felt, saw and smelt was Gin. Everything you needed. The satisfied, Triumphant grin on his face of having you caged between his arms was dizzying.
Gin attacked your throat, loudly kissing the Erogenous zone he knew would have you putty in his hands. Tilting you head you offered unobstructed access, submissively offering your self to him wholeheartedly. Teeth nibble at the flesh, grazing enough to have you shivering, not enough to bruise. Never enough to bruise, lasting proof of the sinful act you committed over and over again in the darkness of night.
Sneaky hands worked delicately to loosen your clothing, tugging at the sash keeping your kosode tightly wrapped around you. Gin kissed his way down your neck, following your collarbone, chasing the exposed skin he reviled slowly, peeling away the garments keeping him from his rightful claim to your body. Dutifully you assisted, leaning up and bending your arms accordingly to the nonverbal instructions, every nudge and brush against your skin long since conditioned into you.
"look at ya" the praise filled your aching heart, scared with unrequited love. Crystal blue eyes fixated on your naked breasts, skin pulled tight over in the icy gaze, nipples straining painfully. "Being so good for me"
His hot mouth kissed along the swell of your breasts, hand cupping the weight graciously. The top of his tongue flicked your nipple, eliciting a quiet moan from you "so sensitive" he drawled teasingly , moving to the other to give it the same attention, drawing a similar reaction. "Why so quiet? Lemme hear those sweet cries"
Unable to resist the compulsion to please him, you allow your pleasure to verbalise freely. Moaning obscenely at the spikes of pleasure he gifted to you. You could feel your pussy throbbing, rapidly dampening your panties. Your thighs pinched together, squirming together seeking friction. It didn't go unnoticed. Gin smiled around a nipple pulled into his mouth, sucking harshly he rolled his hips into you, brushing his thickening length against your clothed Cunt. The gasp you gave was nice, the way you breathlessly said his name was music too his ears.
"Gin!" Your voice thick with lust, with manic infatuation cried out. Gin chuckled around your nipple, vibrations shooting to your aching core, before letting go with a wet pop. He brushed his thumb against your lips, red and swollen, begging for another kiss. He leaned down, licked the softness of your bottom lip before inching away, denying you your fix.
"Screaming ma name already? I ain't even touched ya here.." Gin accentuated the word, cupping your covered Cunt, rubbing the heel of his hand into your hidden clit "yet"
A whimper left your lips, thrusting into the hand encasing your heat. "Please Gin" you couldn't handle the heat no longer, you felt too tight in your own skin. You needed Gin to make it better, in the way only he could. His palm ground into you, rubbing tight circles into your mound as you writhed beneath him, fingers twisting into the sheets beneath you.
"ya know I can't resist ya when ya beg" his voice wrapped around you, fanning the fire of desire deep in your stomach. Gin kissed his way down your stomach, teasing the elasticated band holding your bottoms to your hips with his teeth. His fingers slithered into the band, dragging it down your shapely legs at a hellish pace, knuckles smoothing down the soft skin of your thighs.
Throwing the garment into the room, he lay between your legs, licking his lips at the sight of your wet pussy. "My, my. So wet already" he muttered darkly, teasing a finger through your dampened folds. You gasp at the intrusion, bucking your hips in want. Gin parted your lower lips with his thumbs, blowing cool air onto your cunt, chilling the moisture from your arousal.
"Gin" the desperation in your voice was pitiful, like a wounded animal you whimpered, prey fallen victim. Another cool blast of air was followed by a sinfully hot tongue lapping at your centre. Heat radiated inwards, warming the chilled flesh. Gin pridefully tasted the result of his touch, savouring the musky sweetness of arousal brought on by his hand.
Gin nuzzled into your centre, rubbing his tongue against your clit as he sank two fingers into your depths. His tongue lavishly twisted and twirled around your clit as easily as it did around the honey sweet words he used to bring you under his sinfully unbreakable spell. You call out blissfully, talented fingers plunged deep into you with increasing speed, grazing over you gspot with practiced ease.
He relished in the feel of your thigh squeezing around him tightly, pathetically trying to him him in place, as though he couldn't easily break free. As though you had any say on what happened here. They quivered around him, feet frantically searching for purchase on the silk sheets. The feeling of your walls spasming around his fingers had him groaning into you.
His fingers curled in a come hither motion, brushing against you perfectly. Tongue swirled around your throbbing clit, wrapping his lips around it to suck gently. Your body stiffened as you came, muscles tightening as you free fell into bliss. You moaned loudly, choking on Gins name. Tears of relief fell from your tightly closed eyes, craving finally being fed.
Gin took the time you needed to come down from your high to remove his clothing. His eyes never left your body, watching the way your breasts heaved with every breathy pant, the twitching in your legs from the remnants of pleasure spiking randomly. Your arousal slowly dripping from your pussy, wetting the sheets beneath you.
You felt the bed dip next to you, encouraging you to open your eyes. Gin laid himself next to you, slowly teasing his fist over his cock. His thumb brushed over the head on every upward stroke, hips thrusting into the motion. His eyes bore into you intently, watching you being mesmerised by his length, tongue darting out to wet your lips .
The smirk pulling at his lips was sinful, letting go of his length he used the hand to tilt your chin up to meet his eyes, the purest of blue shining with amusement, "get on" he nodded towards his cock, leaking profusely at the tip. You scrambled over the distance separating you, tired limbs shaking with excitement as they held you up.
You heaved your leg over his narrow waist, settling your weight on your knees. Grinding your wet core over the hot silkiness of his cock in a rush to feel it. You took the length in your hand, marvelling at the way it twitched in your palm. Directing under you, you lowered yourself onto it, gasping as he stretched you open.
Your hands planted on the hard planes of his chest, breathing though the fullness. Gin's hands settled on your hips, encouraging you to roll your hips forward up his body. Moaning at the feeling, you rolled your hips again, chasing the feeling. Gin directed your pace, squeezing your hips when you found the rhythm he liked.
Moans fell from your lips as easily as breathing, panting earnestly with every roll of your hips. Head bent you stared into the face of the man who owned you, dominated every part of you. Your heart clenched painfully, wishing that he was yours as much as you were his. The immense pleasure radiating through your body flushed your cheeks, skin breaking out in a thin sheen of sweat from your movements.
Gin's thumb smoothed against your hip, trailing down to your clit to rub small night circles. Your head snapped back as a scream ripped through your throat. Leaning back you gripped his thighs, supporting yourself as you bounced up and down on his cock. Gin watched as you rode him, head tilted up to watch your cunt swallow his dick perfectly. Your ass slapped against his thighs, the steady rhythm matching your lustful moans.
The hand holding your hip flew to your breast, squeezing the juicy flesh in his palm. Trapping your nipple between his fingers, Gin pinched it, the sharp pain shooting down to your overstuffed cunt. Your pace faltered, hips slamming down erratically as you chased the high you knew would consume you if you could just push yourself over the edge.
You moaned in frustration, climax seeming tumbling further away from your reach. Your legs shook uncontrollably, spasming defiantly at your frenzied bouncing. Gin watched silently, hands coming to rest on your thighs as he watched you struggle to bring yourself to completion.
"struggling darlin?" He asked, the whimsical lilt in his voice betraying the joy he felt. He had wrapped himself around you so tightly, consumed the deepest part of your mind so fully that you couldn't reach the peak of euphoria without him.
"Gin, please" you almost cried, frustration pushing you to the edge of hysteria. Stopping your movements you sat with him deep inside you. Hands held yourself over him on his chest, panting deeply as your hair fell over you, shielding your embarrassment from his eyes "I can't... please" your begging fed his ego perfectly.
Hands tightening on your hips Gin thrusted up into you powerfully, slamming himself deeper into your core. You screamed out, falling into his chest as your arms gave out. Gin wrapped his arms around your back, hugging you close to him as he brutally thrusted his hips up. Feet planted on the mattress gave him the leverage he needed to fill you to the brim.
His chest muffled your continuous moans, mouth hung open saliva pooled in your mouth, dribbling down onto his skin. Your mind was cloudy, buzzing with the sole cardinal desire to cum. Gin grunted above you, the feeling of you squeezing around his cock tightly, the sound of slapping skin spurring the snap of his hips.
"ya feel so good" he groaned, tightening his arms around you "such a good girl, wettin ma thighs" the dirty praise worked as he expected, as you clamped around him tightly, nails digging into his chest as you clawed for something to grip onto. You screamed loudly, loud enough to get the neighbors talking. A gush of liquid warmed his cock, spraying from your twitching cunt to wet his thighs.
A bright light burst from behind your eyes, dizzying waves of relief drowned you as you tumbled into a powerful orgasm. Your body went limp as Gin used your body to reach his own climax. Your eyes closed, savouring the feel of Gin holding you in his arms, jostling weakly at his strong jabs.
Gin rolled you over, covering your spent form with his own. Face buried in your neck, Gin panted wetly against your skin. His steady rhythm faltered, hips snapping erratically as his balls tightened. You sank into the mattress, taking the beating he was delivering to your used pussy, struggling to keep your eyes open.
His thrusts turned Short, deeply rutting into you as his orgasm approached. Feeling the band about to snap Gin pulled out, fisting himself to completion. He watched as thick, white ropes of his ejaculate painted your body, hotly marking you with his seed. His hand slowed as the last drops leaked out onto your mound, sensitivity rapidly making it too painful to grip.
You laid still on the bed, breathing deeply. Your body felt sluggish, limbs too heavy to even contemplate moving. You could hear Gin moving about the room, getting himself dressed. The rejection stung. As it did every time Gin left. Like a cold bucket of water dousing you, the heat from sex vanished instantly, leaving a cold hollow space in the pit of your stomach. You knew better then to protest, there was nothing you could say to keep him, he had someone he had to go back home too.
A silent tear, full of hurt and anguish escaped your eye. With his seed rapidly cooling on your body, marking you as his, and the uncomfortableness of laying on the soiled sheets your only source of comfort. Gin appeared in your peripheral, crouching down next to the bed
He wiped away your tear, cupping your cheek as he leaned in to kiss you softly "ya did so good" he whispered against you lips. A small act of kindness, Gin covered your naked body with your blanket, hiding your shame, before jumping up lightly. Gin walked to your door, not giving you a second look.
"Bye bye!"He called happily over his shoulder, sending a lofty wave over his head. You cringed at the sound of the door closing behind him. Rolling to your side you curled up, letting out your heartbreak. Sobbing into the pillow you hugged yourself. Gin had left you, to fall into the arms of another. The smell of his skin lingered around you, filling your nose with his absence.
What hurt the most, what you fell asleep knowing, was that you would let this happen again, anytime he asked. And he would ask again, knowing you were too powerless to say no to him.