"You really don't think I look fat in this?" Fae asked Emerson, messing around with their silk black dress. It was her first time back at a club since they started dating. He was handsome, dashing too and one of the most sought after guys in the city. She had to look her best for him and so no other girls could steal him away.

"No, Darling. You look amazing in that dress. Everyone will love you." Emerson said reassuringly, pulling into the parking lot of the club. Once parked he got out and walked over to the other side of the car to let Fae out. He reached out his hand for her, their hand size relatively similar but it was obvious his hand was quite large in comparison. Fae stood up, pulling her dress down slightly trying to hide as much of her body as possible. She had a beautiful body, thick thighs, boobs, an ass, a slight stomach but she knew she had imperfections even if it was not true.

"Boss." The bouncer at the door said before opening the door for them both. The music already could be heard from outside of the club but as soon as they stepped in it was overwhelming. Lights were gleaming down on them, their skin illuminating in the bright lights. All eyes were on them. Emerson took Fae's hand and walked her over to a booth with three other guys and their partner's. The tall brown haired guy making out with the blonde was Ryerson, he was the player of the group with a new girl almost everyday. The buff blonde next to him sipping on his drink was Lukas, He was the CEO of the club's partner so he can be always found here. Finally, Fae's ex. Jackson. He was feeling up some ginger in the corner of the booth, it made Fae sick to her stomach seeing him again.

"Yo! Emerson! What's up man?" Lukas yelled over the music. This caught everyone's attention, Jackson pushed the poor girl off of his lap and stood up making his way over to Fae. Fae just stood there, she was scared of him. She felt Emersons hand wrap around her waist and pull her in closer to him as he stared Jackson down . He backed away like a puppy who just got scolded.

"We are here to drink and have fun. You all remember Fae, right?" Emerson said with a slight frustrated tone. The mumbles of 'oh yeah' and 'hey' came from the group as they sat down. Fae sticks out like a sore thumb in the group, short black and red streaked hair, septum and industrial piercings were not very common in this group. Emerson looked at her and could tell she felt off about this whole thing but chose to shrug it off.

Fae felt a hand slide up her thigh, as she looked to her right she saw Ryerson smirk slightly. She tried to scoot closer to Emerson but Ryersons grip strengthened resulting in a soft whimper from Fae. "Ryerson, can you not do that, please?" She asked, looking at him with puppy dog eyes, his grip only getting stronger as it slided closer and closer to her crotch.

"No, the company's actually doing really well, my assistant can get you caught up on how the stocks are doing right now. I'm actually pretty glad to have someone who knows what they are doing for once. Angelica was shit at that. Did you know she would-" Emerson stopped as he looked down at Ryersons hand on Fae's thigh. He snateched fae onto his lap as he glared at Ryerson with his sky blue eyes. "Don't fucking touch my Girl, Ryerson. We will have a fucking problem if you do that again. Got it?" He said snarling. Fae's never seen him this protective of her. It was hot quite frankly.

Fae slid off Emerson's lap and headed to the dance floor, she needed to get away for a moment. Lost In The Fire by The Weekend started to play as Fae let her body sway to the music, her hands sliding up her body showing her curves off perfectly. She closed her eyes and let the music take her over. She felt a hand on her waist, assuming it was Emerson she ignored it. Continuing to dance.

A moment later she heard a loud thud, she opened her eyes and twirled around to see Emerson Beating the shit out of a guy. 'Fuck' she thought, she wasn't dancing with Emerson but actually the guy he was now beating up. "Emerson, stop!" She screamed, pulling at his shirt in an attempt to pull him off of the poor guy. The guy was bleeding, his face not looking like a face as blood dripped from his nose and mouth. Emerson stopped as he realised what he had done. He stood up and pulled a random girl towards him, kissing her. Fae stood there, in shock as Emerson pulled away from the girl. "Don't fucking dance with someone next time, Slut." Emerson said facing Fae before storming out of the club.

Fae ran after him yelling his name, "Emerson stop, Please! I thought it was you! You can't just kiss some random girl after beating a guy to a pulp! That's not you!" She yelled at him angrily, hot tears ran down her face smudging her mascara as it fell. Emerson stopped and turned around before storming up to Fae. "How would you like it if I kissed Ryerson? You know what, I might just go do that now." She said turning around, a hand grabbing the back of her neck and spinning her around.

"If you ever threaten to kiss someone else, I will not hesitate to bend you over and fuck you in front of them just so you both know you are mine. Is that understood, Fae." Emerson said snarling, his chest rose and fell quickly. "Is that understood?" He repeated waiting for an answer.

"Go fuck yourself, Emerson." Fae said, pulling herself away from him as she stormed back inside of the club. Emerson followed and watched what she was doing. Every movement was tracked as she walked back over to the booth and smashed her lips on Ryerson's. Emerson clenched his jaw and his fists before storming over, pusing bodies out of the way. He picked her up and threw her over his shoulder causing Fae to kick and punch him screaming at him to let her go. He opened a door to one of the private rooms, locking it behind him before throwing her down on the red velvet couch.

"What did I fucking say, Fae? What did I fucking tell you not to do?" Emerson yelled, undoing his tie and throwing it on the floor as he unbuttoned the top buttons of his shirt. Fae sat there, in awe of what was happening. "Fae. Answer me. What the fuck did I say to you?" He repeated as he leant over, placing a hand on either side of Fae's head.

"You told me not to threaten you by saying I would kiss Ryerson. You never told me not to." Fae said regrettingly. Emerson scoffed as he poked the inside of his cheek with his tongue. He leaned in closer to Fae's face. She could feel his warm breath hit her face as she took note of how quickly his shoulders rose and fell. He was pissed off.

"Right. Take off your dress." He demanded as he pushed himself back up, shoving his hands into his pant's pockets. Fae stared at him questioningly, she wasn't going to do it. There is no way in hell she would take off her dress in a fucking club where anyone could unlock the door and walk in. "Fine then." Emerson scoffed and stepped over to her, ripping the dress off of her body, exposing her to him.

"What the fuck, Emerson?" Fae said curling up into a ball attempting to shield her body from his eyes. He pulled her up by her wrists and slammed her body against the wall, making sure her hands were above her head. He looked her up and down, it wasn't anything he hadn't seen before but he was still surprised about how amazing she looked. He leaned in and planted his lips on her upper jaw, nibbling slightly leaving a purple-ish mark. He continued doing this down her neck and across her collar bones, ignoring Fae's whimpers and mumbled pleas.

"You are mine, Fae. All of this is mine. Not Ryerson's, not anybody else's. Mine." Emerson said before placing a hand on her chest, massaging it slightly before picking her up and walking her over back to the couch. He placed her on her back, kneeling between her legs placing soft kisses down her legs. He kissed a trail up her inner thigh and onto her core. "May I?" Emerson asked Fae, he wouldn't do anything without her consent. He wasn't Jackson.

"Please, Emerson." Fae whined looking down at him. Emerson pulled her underwear down and off of her legs before placing his thumb on her sweet spot and rubbed small, slow circles. He licked up her core slowly and teasingly. She still deserved some sort of punishment for kissing Ryerson. "Emerson, Please. Please go faster." Fae whimpered quietly, music muffling it slightly but Emerson understood what she meant. He quickened the pace of his thumb and his tongue, earning stifled moans from Fae.

He felt her hips buck slightly as a hand flew to her mouth, She was already so close. He pushed a hand down on her abdomen making her whimper. "You finish when I tell you to, Slut." He said quickening and hardening his pace. He was torturing Fae with every movement, she was constantly chasing her high and not being allowed to let go. "Emerson, Please. Please, I'm begging you. I'm sorry. I won't do it again, please!" Fae begged him to let her finish. He felt slightly bad but kept going. He placed his middle and ring finger inside of Fae curling them up as he lifted his hand off of her abdomen allowing her to release.

He felt the warm sticky liquid coat his fingers, he pulled them out and looked her straight in the eyes before placing them in his mouth, licking the sticky coating off of his fingers. "You taste as good as you look, Love." He said standing up off of the couch before heading to get a clean cloth to clean her off.

He wiped her thighs and ass down from her juices dripping down before pulling up her underwear and pulling her onto his lap. "Don't do that again, ok? Next time it will be worse than this, Darling." he said pulling her head into the crook of her neck, stroking her hair softly and gently letting her rest before they leave again.

"I'm sorry I got mad Emerson. I love you" Fae yawned as their eyelids bobbed shut and their breathing slowed. Emerson planted a soft kiss on the top of her head. 'I love you more.' he thought to himself.