Soft

Brandon

Sore. I was so fucking sore. My jaw was hurting and my voice was husky from all the screaming.

When Nikolai pulled out I collapsed instantly, the ropes holding my arms in place. I was still hanging from Nikos bondage frame, harnesses holding me up, gagging ball still in my mouth, covered in spit. From the corner of my eyes I saw the devil stepping closer. He lifted my head by pulling my hair up. I was tired, drained, used. After multiple orgasms my body was weak and I was on the verge to faint but Nikolai’s hunger was insatiable.

„Fuck“, he groaned, lust still audible in his voice. This man had the sex drive of a fucking rabbit and teenager boy combined. I whimpered when he took off the gagging ball, finally being able to close my mouth. Spit was running down my jaw but I was too far gone to even think about what I looked like. „So fucking beautiful“ he said, watching intensely my features. The whip in his other hand moved along my naked body until it reached my jaw, tilting my head.

„I can’t get enough of you, dainty lotus“ he groaned, almost sounding angry at that fact.

„I can’t control myself.. look what you make me do“ He stepped closer and grabbed shamelessly my already abused dick. I whined lowly.

„..please“ I begged „I… I can’t“ Tears formed in my eyes but Nikolai was cruel, vicious.  He dropped down to his knees and licked along my already in bruises covered thighs. And my damn body reacted. Though slow, tired from all the pleasure, it still reacted. By now the cruel beast that was kneeling in front of me knew how to touch my body, play my body. He knew the reactions by hard and only needed a few touches in order to wake me up. Only a couple moments later he took my semi-hard dick into his mouth and deep throated me like it was the easiest thing to do. Niko didn’t have no gag reflex and he loved to prove it every time. I whined, my voice hoarse. My moans sounded pathetic and weak but they were still no less apparent. Nikolai moaned around me, a delicious vibration teased me closer to my blissful ending. My wrists hurt from the harness and my head was spinning. I looked down at Niko eating me up while jerking himself off. This man was crazy. Crazily beautiful. Insane. But insanely addicting. He was the sin I couldn’t stop committing. 

As if he knew that I was close, Nikolai suddenly cupped my ass and squeezed the cheeks apart. He pushed his middle finger into my entrance with no warning and I came instantly at the intrusion. He moaned in delight, sucking me clean and following my release shortly after. A sob was heard and it took me a moment to realize that it was me that made the sound. I was so far gone that I didn’t even  realize that I was crying, sobbing even. I couldn’t keep up anymore. My eyes were about to close when I saw that Nikolai was standing up. I was almost expecting him to continue this torture - but with my fainted body - when I felt the harness losen and soon taken off of my wrists. I instantly collapsed but was caught but a strong, familiar body. A chuckled rumbled through his chest when he held onto me and lifted me in the next moment to cary me to bed. Or at least I thought it was the bed when I realized that I dozed off. I only startled when I felt hot water around me, panicked eyes wide open. „Shh, lotus flower, don’t worry. It’s just a bath“ My body relaxed instantly when I realized where I was and the warm water was helping incredibly against the soreness. I sighed. Niko was hovering over me, he put on a pair of sweatpants and by the look off it he even took a shower. I must’ve been gone for a moment. I looked through my lashes, he looked so intimidatingly handsome and so dangerous it scared and excited me at the same time. „Lotus flowers only bloom in muddy water“ He mumbled suddenly, his eyes gazing over the bubbly water that surrounded me. He crouched down and dipped his fingers inside and swirled around. „It fit‘s doesn’t it? You being the pretty flower that only blooms around filth and mud“ His eyes met mine.

“Namely me.“ 

I furrow my eyebrows. „What are you saying“

Only then I realized how far gone my voice was, I could barely whisper with a raspy tone.

„Lotus flowers, naturally, blossom in filthy water, loving the sun, hating the dark night. The ugly and the beauty, naturally connected. The lotus flower needs the dirt to blossom in full beauty and the muck water needs the flower in order to appear presentable, approachable even. It’s a give and take. Just like us“

I didn’t like that he pictured himself as the ugly component. He wasn’t ugly, on the contrary. He was freaking beautiful - dark, dangerous and so so beautiful. I opened my mouth to disagree but he shook his head when he saw the unpleasantness in my eyes.

„It’s nothing bad lotus flower, I take it as a compliment. I’d be fucking dirt under your feet when it meant that you could blossom by me“ 

I blinked at him, lips parted. His voice was soft, so soft I wanted to wrap myself in it.

„So, please“ He lifted his hand, stroking his fingers through my hair, carefully, gently, little droplets of water dripping down my strands. I swallowed. 

„Let me be the muddy water that surrounds you, lotus flower. Let me carry your beauty“ I gasped, my breath stuck in my throat at his words. What was this man. A beast? The devil? Sometimes I questioned if Nikolai was a fallen angel. Or an angel disguised as Satan. Either way, there was a part in him, a hidden part, that was shining. A little light that was so far back in his darkness that one might think it’s a light about to extinguish but I think it was a fire about to blaze. It just needs oxygen. And I wouldn’t mind to be the air he needed for that to happen. Maybe I was digging my own grave, maybe I was helping a killer to burn the world down by giving him my lungs. But I was willing to. Call me a fool but it was too late either way. I already made a pact with the devil and I was ready to breathe into his fire when it meant that I could be with him a bit longer than forever. 

Nikolai watched me with intense eyes, almost as if he truly wanted a permission.

I grabbed him by his hair and pulled him in for a kiss, my other hand cupping his cheek. Niko groaned into my mouth and instantly took over, dominating the kiss. His tongue tasted me as if he didn’t just taste all of me for hours only minutes ago. He stopped himself very quickly though, panting against my lips when his forehead leaned against mine.

„Don’t“ He nibbled on my bottom lip. „Your body is drained, you’re sore. If you continue I can’t hold back“ I almost leaned in again, almost. I was going to ignore my body’s protest but when I shifted in the bathtub a hiss left my lips at the movement, my ass reminding me of the assault he already had witnessed. Nikolai pulled back at that, a low chuckle on his lips.

„Exactly“

He helped me clean up, soft hands roaming over my body with a washcloth before he helped me outside. He wrapped a fluffy towel around me and carried me to his bed completely ignoring my protest. While he cleaned up the bathroom I somehow managed to put on a pair of his boxer shorts and a shirt of his. Because he was so big and buff the shirt slipped down one of my shoulder. The moment I was dressed I instantly felt again how tired and drained I was so I threw myself in Nikolais bed and cradled a pillow in my arms, relishing in the soft feeling, before the pillow was snatched out of my hold. I opened my eyes, not having realized that I closed them in the first place, and watched Nikolai throwing the pillow behind himself.

„What-“

„Hug me. Not the pillow“

I blinked at him three times before I understood what he said. 

„Are you competing with a pillow right now?“

Nikolai shrugged, pulling me against his chest and making me use him as a pillow.

„I‘m a simple psychopath“

I couldn’t help but chuckle and relax against him, my leg draped across his torso. I relished in the feeling of his finger running circles on the underside of my thigh when I slowly fell asleep.

„You‘re not my muddy water“ I yawned, putting my head under his chin. 

I felt his body tense at that, his finger stopping the movement on my thigh. 

„You‘re the night“

He didn’t say anything for a moment that I asked myself if he fell asleep when his deep voice suddenly reached my ear.

„Lotus flowers don’t blossom in the night“ He said, his voice clearly sounding disapproving.

„No“ I agreed and felt him exhaling frustrated. I leaned my head back and gave him a peck on his jaw, drifting slowly to sleep when I lastly muttered 

„They sleep at night because they know they are safe now…“