It was Friday morning when Damian woke up next to Joasia. He had gotten her out of the suit yesterday and found her wearing a black set of underwear. No lace and no thong like he had pictured. Just a normal set of cotton underwear. It didn't matter. She was still beautiful in his eyes.
She had been scared no matter how many times he told her that she didn't have to be. He couldn't trust her yet so she slept in his bed with her right wrist chained to a hook he had secured in the wall. There was no escape for her. He had fallen asleep with his arm around her and it had felt wonderful.
He sat up and took his time eating her raw with his eyes. She was awake and watching him silently while his hungry eyes wandered over her body. He moved them back up to look her in the eyes and smirked at her before leaning down to kiss her. She turned her head to avoid it and he instead kissed her neck while moving on top of her and grinding against her.
"Damian, please!" She begged. "You said you wouldn't hurt me."
"I'm not hurting you, precious," he said.
His erection was painfully hard and he reached a hand down to free his dick. He pushed her panties aside and entered her. She cried out in pain and he continued kissing her neck to make her feel better. He was so lost in his own little world of pleasure that he ignored her tears and her pleas for him to stop. He didn't last long. It was impossible the first time with her.
"Joasia!" He moaned.
He came and held still for a few seconds before raising his head to look at her. Her face was stained with tears and he leaned down to kiss her wet cheeks. It was beautiful to him that she cried their first time together. It was a beautiful moment they had shared.
"I love you," he said.
She didn't say anything back. She didn't even look at him. Her eyes were planted on an invisible spot in the ceiling while she tried to get herself back under control. It was okay to him. She would say it soon enough when she was ready.
Joasia already loved him. She just didn't know it yet.