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Fyodor, pale and tall, yet thick in all of the right places. His dark hair framing his face and a pair of deep purple staring down at you. Now you, all dolled up and flushed because your plan was actually working, was pushed on the bed with a nervous smile.
“What did you do to me Sweetie? Why do you smell so good? Hmm?”
The tall figure moved towards you, settling in between your legs, leaning forward to breathe in your neck. It was the new arousal scent that you recently purchased. You also slipped chocolate with an aphrodisiac inside his slice of chocolate cake. You just didn’t think he’d act so quickly upon the effects.
“Me? I-I didn’t c-change my shampoo…” A stutter fell from your lips.
A veiny hand slid up your silk shirt, immediately grabbing your left breast. You heard him groan into your ear with surprise,
“No bra? I have a feeling you prepped this Sweetheart~” He squeezed it gently, his cold hands warming up under your shirt. Fyodor continued to smell and kiss your neck, you moaned quietly as your entire body was affected by his actions.
“Babe- I-!” A low grumble came from the male, suddenly standing up straight. You watched as he scanned your body. Silk shirt without a bra, his boxers, and thigh-high stockings, slipping down. Both hands tracing your hip shape and thigh lines before he pushed onto your clit. “Hey!”
“Ungh…” He breathed heavily, getting down on his knees and placing a wet kiss onto your clothed pussy. You fidget in your spot, one hand grabbing a handful of hair at the scalp. Dark wisps spill from the inside of your fist, only to have a small lick up. He was giving you cunnilingus with his boxers on you. Fyodor groaned again as he inhaled deeply, you also rubbed the scent around your crotch and inner thighs, he moved your thighs onto his shoulders, pushing his tongue slightly inside.
“Fyo~! Please!!” You whine desperately as he buried his face into your crotch. The big nose rubbing against your bean and his overwhelmed moans into your vagina. “Fuck~!!”
The pale man pulled away for a quick breath, both of his boxers showing signs of heavy arousal. He licked a stripe on your thigh before harshly biting into the soft flesh, repeating the process all over your inner thighs. He panted heavily before going back to your crotch, nose first, causing you to flinch and tighten your grip on the black hair.
“So good… such a sweet taste…” Expertly placed kisses on your fat lips, “All mine… just mine~ Mine, mine, mine…” He sucked lightly before he moaned again, “Sweetheart~ What did you do to me?” Eyebrows furrowed and tilted up in pleasure.
You moaned helplessly, letting go of his hair to force him to hold your hand. A warm tummy and hard nipples, you could be easily stimulated into an orgasm. The free, veiny hand rubbed over your thigh, a wave of shivers ran up your spine, a soft grip around the thickest girth of your thigh.
Fyodor pulled back and stood up, wiping his mouth messily from the drool. He pulled your legs together, lifting you up slightly, so that he could yank his boxers off of you. As you were still levitating above the bed sheets, he put a pillow under your stomach.
“Ohhh… sweet thing… I just wanna make you exhausted and put a baby in you…” He drawled, slightly wine drunk, “I wanna just eat you out all night long…” The male slowly went back to his original position, on his knees with your thighs over his shoulders, “My pretty trophy…” He muttered softly.
“Fyo- wait-!” A warm muscle slid right inside with no friction. You moaned lewdly, grabbing his hair again. You knew Fyodor had an above average tongue by a few centimeters or so, but it felt like inches inside of you. Pushing against your walls, sliding in and out as you whimper pathetically.
The older male was practically whining against your crotch like a puppy. Sloppily nodding down to kiss back up, his nose dragging purposefully between the folds. You felt yourself getting close, your stomach getting all knotty. If he kept up with this behavior, you would spill upon him with a tremble. Obviously, he knew, picking up the pace and stopping right before you spilt.
“Shit!” You cursed loudly.
A low grumble made you look down on your boss. Slick and drool all over his face, he opened his mouth, a few strings of slick dropped as he placed 2 fingers inside. Your jaw dropped immediately, it was the first time and probably the last time you’ve seen him suck on his fingers. He even put in a third finger . By the time he was done and your cunt twitching for a finish, Fyodor teased two fingers inside, slipping the third finger. His thumb rubbing over your neglected clit, standing up now to look down on you as he finger fucked you.
The pads of his fingers pressed around where his tongue couldn’t reach, pressing up your g-spot with ease. The way your body flinched at any of his movements, turns him on, circling around your spot.
“Fyo~! Please, please, please!”
Your hand snaked from his hair and down to his cheek, a meek attempt to caress his face to convince him to drive you to an orgasm. Fyodor nipped your fingers, curling his own fingers inside of you. He moaned with you as your legs tightened around his hips.
“Not until you tell me, what did you do to me? I could edge you all night long…” although drugged and enticed, his demand for information was still strong.
“Let me cum first!” You pout, hoping it’s work.
“Answer me.” His free hand hooked two fingers to your shirt and lifted it slowly. “Speak.” It was his low and thick accent that caused you to speak instantly.
“I put this arousal perfume on my neck and my thighs! I wanted to see if it would actually be effective so I wore it to work!” You gasp for air, his fingers were fully tweaking with your g-spot. “T-then I put an aphrodisiac chocolate in your c-cake~!”
Your hips flinched forward, Fyodor went back to his knees and licked between your folds. The male groaned heavily into your cunt as you squirmed on his arms, his free arm hooked around your thighs as he pushed his face further into your crotch. You feel your tight warmth get hotter inside and you instinctively squeeze your thighs around his head.
“Keep them open.” Fyodor pinched your thigh and nipped at your lower stomach and inner thighs, shrugging your thighs back to his shoulders. Thrusting his fingers, knuckles deep now, scraped past your spot, causing you to whine sweetly. He worked on you until you came on his fingers. Pulling back, he pulled his fingers out to watch your twitch.
“Fyo- what-?!” You watched him stand up and press his clothed crotch against your nakedness. It was hard. It’s really, really hard.
“Give me a hair tie.” He snatched it away from you as soon as you offered it. Pulling his front and back hair up, he then asked for another one. This time, he flipped you over and tied your hair in a low ponytail, flipping you back onto your back. Your face was red and surprised.
“Fedya- I-”
“What was that Darling? You know that you can’t back out of this…” The aroused, purple eyes traced your body before it met yours. “You did this to me…” Without breaking eye contact, he dug through his pants to get three condoms. “And now you’re going to deal with it~” He broke a sly and bashful smile.
3 condoms aren’t going to be enough.
Fyodor loosened his belt and undid his pants, he placed the belt to your side as he yanked his pants and boxers off, finally freeing his hardness. “Should I restrain your hands for being so sneaky? Speak.” You were left speechless, stupidly, you shake your head no. He laughed with a dry and low tease. “Fine then. I’ll put it on your waist. Your hips aren’t going to be enough for me…”
You decided to work your dress shirt open, getting one sleeve was easy enough until Fyodor slid himself in. It was a surprise to the both of you of how easy it was.
“Fuck!”
“Oh my, I fingered you to just finger you…” He was breathless as he felt your wetness with the protection of a condom… “Did you do something prior to this Darling?”
Fyodor wrapped his belt around your waist, yanking on it to see its security. You groan, nodding with a blush, “I used that transparent dildo that you love so much…”
“Oh Dear. Oh my Love. My sweet, sweet love. You mean to tell me that my dove really wanted me to get so aroused tonight?” He began to thrust, it wasn’t going to be about you, it was about him relieving himself. You are just a troublesome person. “Does my dove even have a brain at this point?”
Although you’ve been wanting to close your eyes for a while, seeing Fyodor so horny because of you was an ethereal sight to see. His small ponytail bobbed as he had one hand on your waist belt and one on your hips, digging his fingers to imprint themselves later. Those purple eyes rarely blink as he watches himself disappear into you, they soon meet yours. All teary as you whined. The same eyes smirked, looked down at your stomach, glancing up to get you to follow his eyes.
“Fyo- what is it?” You watched his hand that was on the belt, trail slightly lower. The moment he presses down, is the same time he thrusts harshly. The stimulation left you breathless as he continued his actions, the amount of pleasure and slight pain sent you into a frenzy of moans and whimpers. “Fuck!! F-F-FEDYA!!” Your hands twist up in the sheets, covering your mouth as he goes back to using the belt as a handle.
Fyodor leaned back slightly and continued to rail into you deeply as he snapped his hips forward in excitement. His pants were visible, his eyes forming crescents with a big and lustful smile, looking down at you teasingly. “What? What is it my Dear? Does it feel good? Hmm?” He leaned down to kiss your breasts tenderly before he licked over your nipples.
Your eyes shut in ecstacy, “Yes!! Yes it does!!” Your chest arches up, pushing against his warm tongue, “Fuck!! Fyo!! Harder!!” The male grumbled in response, it was a petty grumble. At your demand, he slowed down to piss you off. “Shit!!”
“Don’t tell me what to do Darling. Understand me?” He tugs at your already messy ponytail from the side, “It’s me who needs to get rid of my boner, not you who needs to get pounded relentlessly…” Leaning in, he groans deliciously, his pace quickening, “You’re going to be my good little doll until I’m finished with you. You serve me, just as I worship you.” Fyodor nipped at your earlobe before he went to suck at your neck.
He wasn’t wrong, he worshiped you like a deity. Paintings of you that can only be described as ethereal and majestic, hung up in his office. People who ask who that person was, he’d only say, “That’s my version of Aphrodites. A beautiful goddess that always seem to capture my attention.” It was only a small act of service when he needed a quickie in his office or a long and labourious fuck after a hard day.
“Yes~ Yes~!” You were approaching your climax just as Fyodor was lifting off of your neck. Hues of purple and red peppered your neck and chest, a few at your jawline. You cross your legs over his back, he took it as a sign and simply continued to roughly thrust into you.
“Anything you need?” He licked up a quick tear that fell from your chin, you shivered in response.
You bite your lip, opening your eyes to meet the deep, velvety purple eyes, staring at you. “Kiss me.” You say breathlessly, “Please, I need kisses~” Now you were whining pathetically. “Please Fedya, pretty please. Give me kisses as you fuck me through it~” You begged with a small ask in return.
Fyodor cupped your face as he kissed you without another moment passing by, his thrusts shook the entire bed loudly. Each time you moaned, he’d lick around your mouth or groan back. Every whimper licked from your tongue, he nipped your bottom lip lovingly. Your hands gripped onto his back, his shirt still on, which was odd, it still didn’t stop you from clawing helplessly as your orgasm came again. Gracefully, Fyodor didn’t want you to be out of breath, so he pulled away. The thin string of saliva broke as he laughed dryly.
“Oh Dear, your eyes are looking at your brain…” He was referring to your eyes rolling back, the male wasn’t going to stop any time soon. “Good girl. You’re doing such a good job… taking me in so well. I’m almost done, don’t worry~ Good girl… good. You’ll get a break soon, Sweetheart, keep it up, yeah?” He chuckled slightly as he talked you through it, “I want to put this moment up in my office… remind me of how much of a whiny and pretty girl you are…” It was only a few moments until he was desperately chasing his own orgasm, lifting your hips up and manually moving you onto his dick. The stimulation began to border an overwhelming pleasure with pain hosting it.
As the charcoal colored haired male came into the condom, he pulled out, taking it off, tying it and tossing it to the side. A few twitches and it was up again with a new condom. You moan and squirm for the duration he’s rolling the new condom on.
He smirks as he looks down on you as always, “You’re so desperate without me. Piece of trash that likes to obey only. Although you were a bit of a brat today…” Lining himself up again, “You’re going to be begging a lot this time. Alright Darling? That cute mouth of yours is going to be used, so don’t be stupid.” You nod, mentally preparing yourself to speak properly.
Fyodor slowly thrusted inside of you, the pleasure was welcoming and tingling throughout your entire body. You hiss slightly when he purposefully misses your sweet spot, you moan for his attention, “Fedya… Fedya please…” Round eyes pleaded to the purple eyes, “Hit it for me please… harder and faster~! I know you missed it on purpose but-!” The male grinned, grabbing your chin roughly,
“Pick one Sweetheart. Either I hit it, or I go harder, or I go faster~” He watched your eyes drift off as he spoke to you, “Eyes on me. Keep your eyes on me. Listen to me-” The Russian nearly cursed, “Answer me.”
Your brain flooded with choices, biting your lip as you redirected your eyes to stare at yours, “Hit it for me please? Please Fedya, please~” You yank on his tie absentmindedly, bringing his face closer to yours, “Please, please, please… I’m yours, only you can treat me like this… so please, Fedya please, please fucking my sweet spot until I pass out from the overstimulation-!”
When you yanked on his tie, he nearly pulled away to smack you gently but your pleading made him groan on top of your face. The smell of wine on his breath as he listened to you desperate for stimulation. Fyodor slowly thrusted into your sweet spot, hitting it every single time without a miss. He licked up your neck, laving over your esophagus as you made sounds of pleasure.
His voice became gravely and low, “Ohhhh… Darling, you moan so nicely…” He tilted his head up to your ear, groaning again, it was his favorite thing to do, “You get another prize, pick another one~”
The hot breath on your ear made you burn up with lust, “Faster Fedya! Faster, fuck me faster!”
“Ah?” He pressed a heavy kiss into the side of your neck, “You forgot something.”
With your brain melting, you quickly remembered his words, “Please, please fuck me faster~ Pretty please, please, I’ll-uhn~-I’ll let you go raw after the third- con- dom~!!”
“Oh? Are you sure little Dove?” He straightened his back and looked down at you with an excited grin, “You have your pills right?”
“Yes~!!” Fyodor began to thrust into you quickly without another thought. You often closed your eyes but he reminded you to open them back up. “Fuck~!!”
A drunk giggle surprised you as it came from Fyodor, he was absentmindedly smiling as his eyes were hazy. You take a deep breath before asking him, “What’s so funny?”
He giggled again, “I was suddenly thinking that if we did have a little one, we’d have to get a Dima to take care of them… They’d call us Mama and Papa… I’ll teach them how to drive and cook…” Oh God, what if we did have a family? “My pretty girl with a swole belly because of me? Oh my, it’s turning me on~!”
Maybe you shouldn’t have suggested going raw… You cursed internally, noticing that he was speeding up and thrusting harder, even if you didn’t plead for it. Your thighs shook as you came with a cry, jolting in your place, only for him to keep going. “Fedya please~!!!”
“Fedya, what? What? What are you saying, please, for?” He let your tears fall this time.
You shake your head, “I just… wanted- to say- y-your n-name~!!” Holy shit, he came to that.
“Damn…” For the duration he was out, you slowed your heavy breathing, trying to shake the nerves. Fyodor ripped the third packet and rolled it on with haste. Those violet eyes stared at you with determination, “Let’s try and see how quiet you’ll be… I know you’re a loud one, but I want to see you struggle. Hmm?”
“Y-Yes Fedya.” You were about to cover your mouth with your hands but he pushed them away. Shit.
“I said, I want to see you struggle.” He pushed himself back in, “No kisses either Sweetheart.”
You strangled a whine, “Fedya please~!!”
“No~ That’d be too easy~”
You bit your lip as his girth thrusted into you. Quick and hearty, it was obvious that Fyodor wanted to take the condom off and fuck a child into you. Suppressing your own sounds by arching your back and biting on your tongue.
“Oh? You’ll bite your tongue off if you keep that up. C’mon Dove, let me make your belly swell because of me~ Please… Please, I’ll treat you so well.”
“Oh God he’s begging now.” You shuddered a moan, it was too much. “Please Fedya, please!”
Fyodor began to knock the bedframes into the wall now, his thrusts shot up your spine heavily, “Please? Hah– Please what? Speak Dove. Tell me.” He grit his teeth and drove you into the mattress, “Cum. Hurry up and cum on me. You’re tightening around me, I feel you…”
God, you couldn’t keep anything from him. The kiss on your nipples made you spill quickly around him. Three times, both of you have come… shit.
“Fyo- Uhn–! I-I need a b-break-!!” You were throbbing and overwhelmed.
Pulling out, he took the last condom off, tying it off and tossing it to the side. Although rock hard and not in his right mind, he leaned over to kiss you softly, running his hands up and down your body. His voice was husky now, he was just itching to plunge into your warmth quickly, “Let me get you some water and a couple of towels.”
You swallow dryly and nod, Fyodor places a towel under you, leaning your body against the wall. You watch him walk off, bare and pale. When he returned, he wiped your face down and then your body, letting you drink the cup of water, he had a few extra bottles just in case. Every once in a while, when you gazed at him longingly, he’d give you a kiss before returning to his phone as he sat next to you.
“I-I’m ready now…” It’s been about 10 minutes of a small cuddle session. Fyodor grinned and repositioned you on your back with your ass propped up with a pillow. He grabbed the lube on his bedside table and poured the cool liquid directly onto your cunt, rubbing the excess onto his dick. “Fucckkk…” You groan as his hands, one wet and the other dry, slide up your hips and waist, capturing each dip and fullness of your body.
“Tell me what you want Darling…” First, he needed to hear your consent once more, “I’m going to rail you until you can’t even think .” He pinched your waist, a small giggle escaped your lips quietly.
“Yes, Yes Fedya. I want you to go raw and fuck me brainless~” You smile as your feel the Russian’s lips on yours again, distracting you from the thickness entering you slowly with a bit of pain. You groan, using your breath sparingly as you feel him slide inside, filling you fully.
Fyodor pulled away from sucking your face, drool dripping from his lips, “I’ll put a mirror on the ceiling so that you can see how erotic you look…” He was panting slightly, bringing your knees to your chest, putting a bit of his weight on top. “Oh Mary, Joseph, and Jesus… so tight and warm…” Starting off with small and short thrusts, to fast and heavy thrusts. You moan as his tip brushes against your spot relentlessly, not a single moment to be missed.
“FYO~!!” You shout as your hands look for something to grab or rip apart, the Russian decides on stuffing the boxers that you wore today, into your gaping mouth. Your back arches, as warm kisses are placed all over your body. “Fuck~!!!” Moans muffled by the fabric in your mouth, you continued to scream into it as much as possible.
He groans as your hands make their way to the back of his waist, nails scratching softly, his thrusts only going harder. “Yell it. Hahh– Yell my damn name so loud that all of the Gods can hear it. So they can know that their- little- Aphr-Aphrodities is coming undone so easily-” He bends down to hug around your waist before fucking into you again, “Your moans are like silk ribbons- Blyad– Velvety rose petals- Sweet, sweet, Jesus… My darling is as soft as a damn- marsh-mallow-!!”
The way the male compares you to such lovely things is terrifying, you let the boxers fall from your mouth as Fyodor lifts his head in ecstasy, giving you a view of the strong neck, his Adam's apple bobbing as he vocalizes his thoughts, sweat rolling around every muscle. “ Aaahn~!! ” You moan, a stupid thought passing your brain. You were already close to cumming again, so, you first lick a small spot on Fyodor’s neck before sucking on the same spot.
His reaction was exactly as you wanted, he groaned, repositioning his arms to cage you in, as well as thrusting in faster. He panted as you continued making weak hickeys, you hold onto his shoulders, your head turning to the side in overwhelming pleasure,
“FYO~!!! FEDYA~!!! A-ALM-ALMOST TH-THERE!!!” You shout, a hand grabbing his head by his hair again. You yank on it, holding your breath as your mind goes blank.
When Fyodor looks down at you, he only laughs at your pleasured face, not stopping until he’s reached a blissful release inside of you. “Sweet, sweet Darling… You’re so pretty like that~”
You mumbled incoherently, drool spilling from the corners of your lips. The latter sat up straight, one hand on the belt around your waist, the other hand trailing up your body sensually, caressing your jaw, his thumb swiping over your bottom lip. He then put two of his fingers into your mouth, hooking over your bottom jaw and then playing around with you slightly. Pulling you from one side to the other, hopeless moans coming out as your head bobbed around.
You lick the fingers and Fyodor stops playing with your head and shoves the fingers deep into your mouth, “Close your mouth and suck it.” You whine as a pathetic response.
“Fuck…”
You open your eyes wide, lifting your head up slightly to look at Fyodor, he cursed. Finally!
“Shut up. Do your damn job.” He forced your mouth open and spat in your mouth, “Swallow it you… you whore… ”
Fucking yes please~!!
You swallow obediently, your back arching as he stutters out sinful words. His thrusts became sloppy and desperate, you bit his fingers slightly as your head began to buzz loudly again.
“I’m close… I-I’m close-” He groans, your hand pulling his head closer to your neck, he moans again, “I’m gonna fill you up… I’m gonna make you full of me…” He pants, “Pretty, pretty little belly is gonna hold a kid in there~ You’re going to eat all types of food… whenever you want it… wherever…” Fyodor mumbled into your neck, just as you liked it.
It wasn’t long until you felt him cumming into you, a heat filling each of your insides to its fullest. A few more thrusts to push his semen as deep as he could. Finally, you could feel him get soft, pulling out. “Fedya… shower please.”
“Yes my Dear…”
Your hand drops from holding his hair, his fingers leaving your mouth, he takes the belt off and picks you up. You’re seated on the edge of the tub, he gets the bath started before he cleans your insides in the shower.
“Fyo, can you wash my hair?” You were placed into the warm bath, bubbles foamed at your shoulders, your hair in a messy bun.
“Mn.” He only nodded, scrubbing your body softly and washing your face.
As you look at him on the stool, you lean into all of his cold touches, “Let’s shower together too… I wanna shower with you Fedya.”
“Ah? You’re so whiny. Sure my Love.” He washes your body, taking out your bun and his ponytail, brushing through it quickly. He guided you to the stand-in shower, “I’m hungry.”
“E-Eh?” He turned you around, getting your head wet. “W-What do you want to eat?”
He turned you around again, “Toast with butter and cinnamon sugar but not too much.”
You giggle quietly, it seems that Fyodor was very hungry. It was time for your hair to condition, so as it sat on your head, you washed his back and his hair. “Alright. Throw the condoms away and clean the bed up. Yeah?”
“Mhm.”
Soft kisses pressed onto your cheeks and forehead, he finished first, leaving to get you comfy clothes.
“I love you!”
“O-Okay!"