Lastly, Chucky(CP1,2,3) all walked out in Hawaiian shirts.

Chucky sighed, ""

Chucky slammed the door shut and let his head fall in annoyance.

He turned back to look at you and immediately smirked, "" He walked closer to you,

""

He leaned back against the door, erection highly noticeable.

You tried to keep your eyes on his, not wandering them south.

"He folded his arms over his chest,

Finally glancing down while blinking in embarrassment, you see the erection. It was much bigger than the apple slice that he had stuffed in there awhile back.

He chuckled, dropping his head before looking back to you,

Your cheeks heated up,

You both held each other's gazes, eyes both dark.

You nodded, heart racing too fast to even breathe.

Looking away from him, you turn your body to go to your room.

he called out. You turned to look at him. he smirked.

You inhaled deeply before finally entering your room.

Micah was still there dead, the smell hit you first thing and you winced.

'How the hell am I going to have sex in the same bed Micah died in, is this his fucking kink or something?' you thought as you dragged Micah off your bed.

He hit the ground with a loud thump which only made your heart thump harder.

Chucky walked up to the door and waited there a moment, taking in your backside. He noticed you staring at Micah, his voice went deep,

You couldn't form a proper sentence so you barely let an pass your lips.

You still stayed there looking at Micah.

You heard him sigh loudly,

You looked back down to him with a nod.

With uncertainty, you walk out the door and head into the bathroom.

Shutting the door behind you, you put your forehead against the door, steadying your breathing.

you whispered to yourself, turning around to face the mirror to examine yourself.

Your hands drifted to your pants, you were unsure if this was what you wanted. Your womanhood was screaming yes but your mind was saying

Shaking your head briefly, you undo the button to your pants before unzipping your fly.

You shimmied your pants down, stepping out of them one leg at a time.

Staring at your pants that were on the floor, you finally look back to yourself in the mirror and laugh.

you say as you take your shirt off.

Following the rest of the clothing, your bra, panties and socks hit the floor.

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You dry yourself off with a towel before wrapping it around you.

Going through a cabinet, you pull out some lingerie that Micah made you purchase awhile back. You went with the one you haven't worn, for obviously reasons.

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You grab for the door, opening it, but shutting it right away.

You keep your hand on the knob, this was too much for your mind to grasp.

you mumbled, you finally walk out of the bathroom.

You pause your walking as you see all the lights off, the apartment only being briefly lit up by candles.

Looking to the floor, you see a trail of condoms leading to your room.

You let your jaw drop while laughing to yourself,

You walk slowly to the room, breathing in deeply.

Before you could go in fully, a voice called you from behind,

You turned around in a hurry and your cheeks immediately got red when you looked down to him,

he said while he had a blindfold in his hand.

you mumble as you kneel down.

Inhaling sharply, you sit there waiting. Feeling him near, you jump as his lips brush up against your ear. he whispered.

You had not realized you had been holding your breath until then and let it out slowly.

he said sternly. You obey.

Soon you are being led forward by his voice. You hear a door opening and the song "Swim" Chase Atlantic (Slowed) playing in the background.

You are then being lead forward some more. Then suddenly you are standing alone, you hear the door close. You hear him walking around. You hear other noises as well. Noises you can't quite make out as you stand there.

He says.

You do as said.

The silence but for those noises are getting to you. You feel his hand upon your wrist. You jump. Feeling his thumb rub a slow circle upon your skin. You start to relax. Then his hand is replaced by the feel of leather. You inhale sharply.

Your arm gets pulled slowly out and then restrained there, out to your side. His fingertips slowly run up from your restrained wrist to your shoulder, across your shoulder blade. His body presses up behind you as his fingers keep slowly dancing their way down to your other wrist. He ran his fingers down each one of your own.

Then you feel rope being slipped over that wrist. Your arm pulled out and restrained as well.

he asked, making you jump a little.

You reply as you lean barely back against him. He walks around you and he lowers the straps of your lingerie. Fingers trailing over each new exposed patch of skin until the upper part of your lingerie is pulled down to your waist.

Then silence.

Nothing.

Nothing but the feel of leather and rope and the lingerie on your lower half.

A whimper escapes from your lips. And one word.

His lips against your ear. he pauses.He said softly with warm breath against your neck.

Your mind has become numb yet it is racing at the same time. You are completely shocked by what bursts forth from your lips.

'Did I just say don't st...?'

Low growling laughter confirms your fears.

'Oh shit. I did say don't stop.'

-SMUT BEGINS-

You feel him in front of you. His laughter grips you as he grabs both of your arms. Kissing your neck once, he says

You moan a bit as you love the way he smells.

You feel him reaching down and cupping your pussy in his hand. He says,

You inhale sharply and nod.

He then says, his hand starts to slowly rub over your pussy.

You moan that it was his.

He walks away again. Leaving you in silence. You feel a knife going up your thigh to your hip.

Cutting the lingerie. It drops to the floor in a swoosh.

His breath hot against your ear.

You feel his hand going to your breast. He caresses it gently. Your knees try to move but the straps hold you tight.

He starts rubbing your nipple between his fingers.

Gauging your reaction. You whimper.

He starts rubbing your other nipple. Alternating between the two.

You're moaning and whimpering.

Feeling your wetness seep between your thighs, he begins rubbing between your pussy lips gently for a moment. Then, he stops.

You feel his finger at your lips. He tells you to suck. You moan and open your mouth and suck your juices off his finger.

His lips upon your nipple. Sucking. You cry out. He switches. Sucking your other nipple and then he stops. You moan.

he says deeply.

He blows on the wetness of your nipples. Causing goosebumps to erupt all over your craving body.

He asked you the question again more aggressively,

You squeak out,

He begins dipping his finger into your tight pussy. You shudder and whimper. He dips his finger a little deeper. His thumb finding and rubbing your clit.

His soft groan does you in. You start to beg,

He slowly finger fucks you. You hang there by your straps, moaning.

You feel the straps loosen. Then go slack. You start to fall over. Your body no longer listening to you.

He grabs you laughing.

He pushes you, bending you over and slaps your ass. He then orders you to stand up. You do so.

One step. Two steps. Three steps. You begin to move your foot to walk another step and it hits an edge.

You feel the straps start to tighten up as you hear him say quietly.

Soon you are laying spread eagled on your stomach. Bound once more by the straps.

He begins rubbing his thumb over your soaking wet pussy. You feel his other hand caress your ass.

You're trying to squirm. It tickles yet you're soaked.

He admonishes you with a tisk.

You feel his tongue on your pussy. Tracing your pussy lips, he starts to suck each lip one at a time. His tongue dips between them and finds your clit. He "."ed. That sound is almost more than you can bear.

He sticks a finger in both your pussy and ass. Fucking you with them as he licks up your juices.

he murmurs.

Your orgasm has you bucking and crying out. Your body craving so much more.

The song changes to "Do I Wanna Know?" by Arctic Monkeys.

He whispers in your ear.

He then takes the blindfold off. You blink. He is standing in front of you. His image blurry yet you can see that he is half naked. Striped shirt on, but overalls down to his shoes.

You laugh as you look down and take in his size,

He eyes you in slight anger,

You continue on with another laugh, You flip yourself over on your back to the best of your abilities, due to the rope.

It should have offended him but he started laughing.

You watch as he takes out a knife and walks towards you on the bed.

He traces the knife up your stomach before drawing it to your wrists, with one swift move he cuts the rope off them off.

You wiggle your wrists that were painfully pulsating.

He proceeds with cutting the rope that was on your ankle.

He plopped down next to you and bluntly said

You were slightly uncomfortable but willing to. Your sanity at this moment was very questioning.

You leaned down to kiss his cock, causing it to twitch rapidly as you smirked at him, pleased with the reaction. You licked the underside of his cock-head, making him grunt, building up his need to be inside you. Then you crawled on top of his small from, your breasts hanging and your hair cascading to one side. Your hand kept your grip on him but softened once your pussy was in contact with his cock.

The sensation was odd at first, more from the disbelief at the reality of the situation.

As he watched you let go of him and press your wet pussy down on his hard cock, the feeling of your moist, warm juices against his shaft leaked into his headspace and completely ensnared him.

He thinks it did it to you too, because you were silent, except for your breathing, and your eyes were closed as you laid your palms either side of him and grinded against him as if you were completely lost in the sensation. You were almost torturing the both of you with the sudden need to savour the feeling of y'all meeting this way.

You raised up suddenly, pushing your fists into the bed and looked down at him with the most intense look of wanting he'd ever seen.

He growled as the tip of his cock pushed into your wet, waiting hole, tight but so slick already. You'd been fantasizing about this for awhile, almost ashamed to say, and your pussy leaking its juices down his shaft was ready proof of it. He can't even describe how you felt as you adjusted your hands on the bed and spreaded your legs to push down on him until he was inside of you completely. Warm, wet, snug, soft and almost unyielding all at once.

As you slid down, he heard you half gasp, half moan out,

He didn't even know if you were aware he said something. He didn't even know how he was aware you had.

All he was aware of was your pussy wrapped around him, your hands on either side of him and your body beginning to grind on him, back and forth with an agonizing slowness that only emphasized how deep you needed to feel him. Your weight felt so good, as did your flesh where he placed his hands behind his head to take in this view. Your eyes were half closed but still looking at him but he had no idea if you were really seeing him; there were moments your eyes rolled back.

you whispered, your movements speeding up ever so slightly. Your voice was like lightning all over his skin. You gasped some more, mouth never closing as he felt you squeeze your thighs on his body.

You were half babbling a little, words dissolving into moans as you picked up speed. There was a moment where you slowed enough to lift yourself up and slam down on him with a surprisingly quickness. You did it two or three times before looking at him briefly with worry. It was so brief, he wasn't even sure he saw it but he squeezed your thigh anyway so you'd look at him.

he asked somehow, failing to keep his breathing even.

You slowed enough to lean down and kiss him fiercely and to bite his jaw softly. Then you whisper-moaned into his ear.

That's all he heard.

You moaned again. You were clearly having trouble speaking; any time he thought he was going to hear words, they seemed to turn into moans very quickly. He could still feel you grinding. He had no idea how he was going to be able to stay coherent long enough for you to tell him.

you gasped out in one long breath, barely any spaces between the words. you whispered.

'Was that fucking it?' He tried to decipher your meaning.

If that was it, the answer to him was simple.

He might well have flicked a switch.

You kissed him on the lips again, hard and aggressive before you sat up again. He put his hands behind his head again and before he knew it, you were grinding again, still deep and no faster than before. That didn't last long. You rolled your hips in huge jerking motions, like it was the grinding version of slamming down on him. Then, before he knew it, you were picking up speed.

He was trying to keep still as you did this, but considering his size, he was having trouble.

The bed moved and creaked. Your breasts swayed and bounced. Your hips rolled and your breathing became ragged. He didn't think he had a coherent thought from this point on. If he had to describe it, he would've said that you took all the passion and love you felt for him and translated it into fucking him hard.

You rode him in a way he never would've thought you were capable of doing. Your eyes barely opened, your mouth barely closed and every single sound he heard was a moan or lost thought that couldn't be fully formed. Your fingernails dug into the bed with loving pain and you slowed only to move your hands and you picked up speed again, faster than before. The friction was unbelievable.

He couldn't think. He could barely breathe. He felt the pressure building inside. He couldn't look away from you. Seeing you so caught up in the throes of passion made it impossible. Every single expression that played out across your face, seeing your teeth clenching, the sounds that were getting louder, your pussy tightening and loosening around him; everything drew him back to you over and over.

He felt you press down on him more as your movements became smaller but frantic. He knew he wasn't going to last.

he managed to tell you but he didn't know if you heard.

You must've because there seemed to be one last impulse in you to grind harder. It was almost painful but he barely noticed.