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You were furious when you found out. "Rage" wasn't a strong enough word for all the emotions that ran through you when Adrian told you what happened. You had listened to him attentively, your eye twitching occasionally, and your chest growing awfully tight and hot. He was clueless, of course, but when wasn't he? If you shot him in the foot, it would take him approximately 30 seconds to realize what had happened. He was a fucking idiot, sure, and always seemed to make things awkward around the 11th Street Kids, but you still fucking loved him.
You weren't even sure he loved you back, or if he even gave two shits about you. Maybe he didn't. Maybe you were just somebody he fucked and sometimes slept with. And yeah, you two cuddled and made each other breakfast, but then again, he had also done what he did.
And that brings you back to your fury.
“Are you mad?”
You ignore his question as you focus on tying his wrists behind his back. You tighten the rope, making sure it won't break or come loose anytime soon.
“Are you ignoring me?”
You lift yourself with the help of your knees, standing behind him. His hands are tied, and he's completely naked. A mirror is in front of him, and you look at it, seeing Adrian look back at you. His cock is half hard and resting on his thigh.
“Am I mad?” You repeat the question. “Why would I be mad, Adrian?”
“You can't do that!” He whines. “You can't ask me something after I asked you something.”
“Tough shit,” you murmur, and put your chin on his shoulder. “But you didn't answer me. Why would I be mad, Adrian?”
He looks at you through the mirror, and you see him gulp. His body is looking beautiful, toned muscles highlighted by the faint light in your bedroom. The window to your left is also open, letting some blessed cold night air come in.
You have him exactly how you want him: naked and at your mercy. It doesn't help his case one tiny bit that you are just wearing your lingerie, the red lacy one, which you know he loves.
“Uh… Did I forget to take the trash?”
You shake your head and put your hands on his thighs. He looks at your movements, and then you dig your nails into the flesh, making him yelp and speak again.
“Fuck, I suck at this game, baby!”
“‘Baby,’ is it? Now it's ‘baby’...” You laugh bitterly as you drag your fingertips through his thighs. You see him shift in place, and his cock grow harder. “But when you were fucking that bitch with your buddy Peacemaker, I suddenly wasn't your ‘baby,’ uh?”
You see realization hit his face then, making your lips twist into a vicious smirk.
“That?! That meant nothing, baby!” he tells you with a high-pitched voice. “I didn't fuck her because I quote on quote wanted to fuck her… I fucked her so I could bond with my best friend.”
Your smirk drops into a scowl, and you roll your eyes.
“That's even fucking worse, Adrian!” you exclaim, letting your fingers stay inches from his cock. “If you were going to have a threesome with Peacemaker and some other chick, you could have asked me!”
He seems taken aback by your words as if he had never considered your suggestion before. Then he winces.
“Fuck… Sorry?” You grab his shaft, making him swallow dryly. "I didn't think of that, and—and—I'm sorry, okay? Next time you will be the first on the call list, I promise!”
You lean forward, your hair tickling Adrian's face, and spit on top of his hardening cock. He curses as you collect the saliva and spread it on his shaft.
“Next time?” you say with a mocking smile. Adrian nods rapidly, but it's clear he's having a hard time focusing as you stroke his cock. “Oh, baby, it will be long before you get to cum again… Let alone fuck me or anybody else.”
“What?!” he says. “Why? Baby, I'm sorry; I swear I'll never fuck her again!”
“I don't give a shit,” you cut him off, squeezing the top of his head and making him moan. “I thought… We… Never mind.”
Adrian whines again, letting his head drop slightly. You immediately put your free hand on his forehead, pulling his head up again and making him look into the mirror.
“Uh-uh. You are going to look at yourself the whole time, Adrian,” you whisper in his ear. “You are gonna watch as I tease you and deny you and do all sorts of things to your fucking cock. Got it?”
You wrap your lips around his earlobe, making his eyes flutter shut. Your tongue licks his ear shell softly, and you can almost hear his heart pick up its pace.
“F-fuck… Oh God,” Adrian whispers, already breathless.
You smirk and kiss his ear shell before resting your chin on his shoulder again. You look in the mirror and see that his cheeks are flushed and his torso is glistening with sweat. He meets your eyes, and you speed up your hand, his head going in and out of your fist.
You have fucked him enough times to know what makes him tick, so you start doing a swirling motion with your hand on his shaft. Adrian whimpers, fucking whines, as you stroke him.
“Fuuuuccckkk…Just like that,” he moans.
He tries to buck his hips, but you put one foot on his thigh, making him stop immediately. Even though he could easily overpower you, he chooses not to. You know why… You know that despite his protests, he's enjoying every second of this.
He has always been such a submissive fucking whore.
“You close, baby?” You moan, exaggerating your voice so it sounds all porny. “Is my boy gonna cum all over my hand? Make a fucking mess?”
“Yeah… Yes, baby… Fuck.”
You see the way his abdomen flexes and his eyes shut, and just moments before he can cum, you release his shaft. His leaking head hits his stomach, making him hiss and groan.
“No! Oh, for fuck’s sake!” he complains, opening his eyes. “My poor cock.”
“Your poor cock, indeed…” You look down at it, seeing a string of pre-cum drip down his stomach. “That looks like it hurts, uh?”
“Well, it isn't worse than getting half my pinky cut off, but yeah, this fucking sucks.”
“Well…” You put your hands on his chest. “Should have thought twice before having a threesome with that bitch.”
You run your hands up and down his chest, making him shiver. You know he's quite ticklish, so you brush his sides, making him laugh and try to move his hands. Luckily for you, they are secured.
“Baby, come on! It's not like I enjoyed it that much!” Adrian tries to defend himself.
You put your fingers on his nipples, playing with them.
“I bet she didn't know how much you like getting your nipples touched…” You pinch them, making Adrian groan in pleasure. “Answer me!”
“No! Fucking no! She…Fuck… She just wanted me to suck her toes for whatever reason.”
You manage to suppress a laugh. If you want to seem in charge, you can't be laughing at stupid shit like that.
“I bet she didn't even suck your dick like I do…” You put your lips to his ear. “Does she know how you whimper and whine when you cum? Does she know how much you love to be dominated, Adrian?”
“This is straight out of a fucking porno, oh God,” Adrian whispers.
You let go of his nipples and travel your hands to his cock again. The minute you grab his shaft, he moans, and you know he's pretty sensitive already. You start stroking him again and playing with his balls with your other hand. Your panties are starting to get wet, but you try to ignore that as Adrian gets close to cumming again.
“I'm gonna—Motherfucker!” he whines, banging his feet on the floor.
You laugh, watching as his cock is once again left untouched. The tip is bright red now, almost purple, and the vein on his shaft is very prominent.
“Please… Let me,” he begs through heavy breaths.
You look at him through the mirror again and massage his thighs slowly. His hair is sticking to his forehead, and his cheeks are pink.
“Begging already?” You mock him. “I'm not nearly done with you yet.”
He whines in protest and then gasps as you grab his shaft again. You bring him to the edge of his orgasm once more, using his precum as lube to stroke him more smoothly. When you release his cock, you see a tear run down his cheek.
He throws back his head, nearly hitting you. His chest heaves rapidly, and his thighs are shaking.
“I'm gonna die.”
“You aren't gonna die. Don't be dramatic.”
“My dick is gonna fall off,” he concludes with a pained voice.
“You’re lucky I didn't decide to put you in a cock cage.”
He moves his head to the side, looking at you directly in the eyes.
“You have a cock cage?!”
“Yeah, bought it the other day,” you tell him with a devilish smirk.
Adrian's eyes widen, and then he smiles. “We have to try that one day, baby.”
You can't help yourself and smile back, loving how silly he looks right now. Even though he's desperate to cum, he's still as happy as ever.
Idiot…
Well, but that smile isn't gonna last for much longer as you begin stroking him again.
After a while, you lose count of how many times you edge him. Adrian surely isn't keeping count, as he only begs you and moans weakly.
When you let go of his shaft again, he hisses in pain.
“I can't… I have to cum, baby… I have to,” he begs you with a ragged voice.
You hum, brushing his tip and making him shiver. You tease him some more until you have had enough and get up from the bed. You walk in front of him, and Adrian looks up at you like he's seeing God.
“You are so fucking sexy,” he whispers, and it's so raw and honest that you start forgiving him… How could you not?
You take off your bra, never breaking eye contact, and then slide your panties down your legs. You grab them from the floor.
“Open,” you tell him.
Adrian immediately drops his mouth open, and you shove your panties inside. He moans as he can taste your arousal on the fabric.
“Such a fucking whore…”
You part your thighs, feeling your folds unstick as you separate them, and then sit on his lap. He moans again, looking into your eyes and then at your tits.
He's still tied up, and you aren't gonna do anything about it.
Instead, you lift yourself and grab his cock, lining it with your entrance. You try to tease him, but you are aching for him to be inside of you, so you just drop on top of his cock in one swift movement. You moan deeply, feeling him stretch your walls, and Adrian twists in his bondage. He seems like he's in pain and pleasure.
“So big…” you whisper.
Then you begin moving your hips up and down. Adrian's eyes widen, and he flexes his abdomen as you fuck yourself on his cock. His shaft is hitting all the right places inside of you, and you bring your fingers to your clit, circling it.
Your other hand grabs his hair, and you pull it back.
“Don't cum until I cum,” you order him through heavy breaths. “If you do, I'll make you cum until you are sobbing and begging me to stop.”
Adrian moans but nods rapidly, his eyebrows furrowed. You smirk, loving how submissive he is, and then pick up your pace.
You know how close he is. It's a miracle he hasn't come yet, really…
You pull his hair again, and he whimpers, closing his eyes. You moan his name, your tits bouncing as you move faster.
You can feel your orgasm approach you. A knot starts forming in your lower stomach, and you focus on it. Pleasure is running through your veins.
Adrian is crying now, and you reach forward and lick his tears, tasting the salt.
“Don't cum. Don't you dare.”
He whines through the fabric and then squeezes his eyes shut. You moan his name, and then…
Well then, you start shaking around his shaft.
You throw back your head, moaning loudly his name and a string of curses, and approximately a second after you start cumming, you feel Adrian spill inside of you. He moves his body forward as if he has been punched in the stomach and squeezes his eyes shut.
You are still circling your clit and grabbing his hair. Your hips are slamming on his thighs, and you just stop when you feel your orgasm subside.
You crash down to Earth again. Air fills your lungs, and you breathe as much of it as you can.
You look at Adrian. He's shivering, his eyes are closed, and he's dripping in sweat.
You grab his chin. “Adrian, you okay?”
He slowly nods, opening his eyes again. You take the panties out of his mouth, and a string of saliva drips down his chin. He gasps for air, breathing heavily.
“Fuck…” he whispers.
You grab his face, putting your lips together. The kiss is short.
“Was that too far?”
“Fuck no…” Adrian grins weakly. “I had no idea you were so jealous, though. Not that I'm complaining because holy shit.”
“I… I just thought we were like… Forget about it.”
“Not that shit again. Come on, finish what you are going to say.”
You let out a heavy breath. “I just thought we were more than fuck buddies, you know?”
Adrian furrows his eyebrows, considering your words. “Do you wanna be more than that?”
“I think so…”
Adrian smiles. "Why didn't you just say so?! You didn't have to make my dick almost explode!”
You laugh, putting your arms around his neck. “You loved it.”
He looks up, thinking, before saying, “Yeah, I did… Now, can you please untie my hands? I'm pretty sure I lost the feeling in both my pinkies.”
“Shit.”