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Category:
+A through F › Candyland
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
2,900
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own the game that this fanfiction is written for, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Shameless
"You're banished," she whispers, her usual protest, as his lips skim her collarbone. His hips press against hers and the edges of his moustache feather across her skin and she gasps. Tonight he has a sharp knife in one hand, so sharp that it cuts her even if it's barely touched to her white skin, and she can feel it drawing light patterns across her hip. He digs the knifepoint in just before she comes, every time, and it heightens it, makes her cry out in pain even as she cries out in pleasure, and she loves it.
"So what?"
He always sounds unaffected. He might fuck her hard, even with passion, but even when he's murmuring his own special mixture of her name, sweet nothings, and expletives just before he releases, he sounds unaffected.
Truthfully, it turns her on.
The first time he'd used the knife on her he'd been taking her from behind and it had hurt so bad as it skated across her back, and she'd begged him to stop until she sobbed, but she'd never come so hard in her life. Now he makes her beg for it, every time. Makes her suck his cock first, makes her plead as he teases her. Queens aren't supposed to beg, but she'll do anything for him now, other than bring him back from his exile.
Because it wouldn't be the same if he were allowed to be here. Fucking her, making her bleed and beg and hurt and sob and love every goddamned moment he was with her. It's so wrong, not just illegal (because he certainly isn't supposed to enter Candyland anymore, but here he is), but incorrect, improper, foul, even, and she's guilty when they're done, guilty because she feels no shame after he leaves her and she's washing herself off, reveling in the sting of the soap on the fresh cuts.
That turns her on, too.
"So what?"
He always sounds unaffected. He might fuck her hard, even with passion, but even when he's murmuring his own special mixture of her name, sweet nothings, and expletives just before he releases, he sounds unaffected.
Truthfully, it turns her on.
The first time he'd used the knife on her he'd been taking her from behind and it had hurt so bad as it skated across her back, and she'd begged him to stop until she sobbed, but she'd never come so hard in her life. Now he makes her beg for it, every time. Makes her suck his cock first, makes her plead as he teases her. Queens aren't supposed to beg, but she'll do anything for him now, other than bring him back from his exile.
Because it wouldn't be the same if he were allowed to be here. Fucking her, making her bleed and beg and hurt and sob and love every goddamned moment he was with her. It's so wrong, not just illegal (because he certainly isn't supposed to enter Candyland anymore, but here he is), but incorrect, improper, foul, even, and she's guilty when they're done, guilty because she feels no shame after he leaves her and she's washing herself off, reveling in the sting of the soap on the fresh cuts.
That turns her on, too.