Verse & Vice

“Run.”

I was gone from your arms even before the rumble of the word had finished vibrating against my throat.

My hair lashed behind me in the wind, my laugh disappearing behind me with it –

But you weren’t laughing.

I made the mistake of glancing behind me for just a second, seeing for myself just how easy it was for your longer legs to catch up to me. While my face was already growing red, a small bead of sweat trickling down my forehead as I raced between the trees, you looked impassive at best.

I wasn’t even sure it could be called a hunt.

You weren’t chasing me.

You were just waiting for me to stop running.

I turned to face back forwards, legs peddling just half a beat faster through the crunchy leaves.

I could hear your breath, almost feel it against my neck, I had to go –

The trip was inevitable, just like your hands catching me, your body twisting under mine as we went crashing into the leaves.

You smiled as I panted, flipping us so you had me pinned under you before I could try to escape.

“You should be grateful it’s me. Imagine what someone else might do to you.”

Even as I writhed beneath you, I held your gaze, biting my lip.

It was no fun just giving in.

“I’m more concerned about what you’re going to do to me.”

You smiled, bringing your lips down to the corner of my jaw and nibbling against the thready pulse there as you pressed your hips into me.

“I’m thinking I might keep you from running away ever again.” You shifted to pin both of my wrists with one hand, the other coming down to settle heavy against my stomach. “What do you think, little one?”

My breath caught in my throat.

“Do you really –”

Your fingers trailed under my skirt and up my inner thigh. I tried to fight back, tried to twist away, but it was no use. 

You pressed your body against mine, spreading my legs with yours so your fingers could drag through my folds.

Slick arousal was already drooling through them.

“Mmm, it seems like you agree.” You hummed it as though it were an afterthought. Maybe it was, as civility started giving way to need. Your fingers dipped into me for just a moment before pulling away to tug at your own pants.

“Do you… Do you mean it?”

“Why ask when you’re going to find out anyway?”

I shivered, the words sinking into me at the same moment as the blunt head of your cock started teasing against me, nearly pressing into me before sliding through the folds.

I shouldn’t give in to this –

My response came in between shuddering breaths.

“Then show me, sir.”

You growled, capturing my lips with yours as you guided yourself into me, my walls twitching where they stretched around you. You swallowed every moan as you pressed into me, forcing me to feel every inch of you as you sank in.

You only pulled away when you finally bottomed out in me. My body twitched as pain sparked through me, the head of you pressed against the final barrier between you and your goal.

Instinct told me to run.

I squeezed my eyes shut, twitching underneath you, only for them to flutter back open when you pressed your hand against my throat.

“You’re mine. Say it.”

The pressure was just slightly more than I could take – the words came out with a small strangle.

“Y–yours, sir.”

“Good girl.”

You dragged back out of me, my cunt aching around the empty space you left, only to be filled again a moment later. Your pace was punishing, one hand coming up to my breast as though to steady yourself, kneading it through the thin fabric of my dress.

“These are going to leak for me.” You let go suddenly, hand drifting down to my lower stomach, the heat of my desire following its every move. You pressed in, feeling the way you moved inside me. “And this is going to grow for me. Not once. Forever. You’ll be so full of me you’ll never be able to run from me again.”

I whined, pulling you back towards my lips to mumble against them.

“But sir… I like being chased…”

You bit into my lip, hard enough to pull a hiss out of me.”

“Too bad, little one. You shouldn’t have let yourself be caught.”

Your lips found my neck then, sucking bruises into them as your hips began to stutter, thrusts growing shallow as you tried to press deeper into me –

I wrapped my legs around you, doing my part to pull you in as my own pleasure started to peak.

Nice as it was to be chased, it would be much nicer to be owned.

My thighs squeezed around you as I tried to hold it back, as I tried to wait for you to join me –

“Cum for me.”

I cried out, trying to resist the order even if I never could. My walls clenched down around you tightly, holding there for just a second before I broke, hair tangling with the leaves below as my head fell back into them.

I was lost in the pleasure of it – until the first twitch of you, and the warmth that followed, brought me back.

My head snapped back up, arms looping behind your head to pull you against my lips, walls still fluttering around you as you groaned into me. I sighed at the sweetness of it, at how deeply trapped you were by me as well.

Even as the sticky warmth seeped into me, the pressure grew, your cum leaking out around you.

I cursed.

“Fuck, get my hips up –”

You huffed out a laugh, sitting back and pulling me onto your lap without slipping out of me.

“You want it that bad?”

I rolled my eyes, pulse still thrumming low in my veins.

“You shouldn’t be surprised, and if you are… Well, you’re going to have a problem.”

You smiled, hand smoothing across my lower stomach. You couldn’t feel yourself anymore, not while you were softening inside me, but still, you knew you were there.

“No problem at all… Except that I won’t be able to chase you, of course…”

I grabbed your hand, placing a kiss on the palm.

“We don’t know if it’ll take yet. We still have a few more months of fun.”

You finally pulled out of me, cum flowing after you as you leaned down to graze your teeth against my throat.

“Oh little one, we’re always going to have fun.”