Hellbound Heart

The feel of his tongue licking her lips had Elle completely go almost catatonic. She had not expected him to do this. To lick her lips like this.

Her body froze with the electrifying sensation of his slick fiery tongue lapping away and at the same time, her heart was thundering so loudly within her ribcage as a little fear began to spread out from her chest, fighting the blazing wildfire his actions of licking on her lips had just caused.

She knew why her fear had ignited in her heart so fast like this. That time in the garden, he had barely even brushed his lips against her and it was already enough to trigger him so bad. She could still remember the horror that was clearly reflected in his eyes, the violent trembling of his body and his tortured breaths. She could never forget it. And that was why right now, even though she had been dreaming of this for so long... For him to kiss her... For her to taste his mouth... his lips... she still could not help the fear that this otherwise simple action of kissing, would trigger him.

Everything had been going so perfectly. So good. So dreamy. She did not want this amazing night to end with him trembling in her arms. Please... she wanted this night to end as perfectly as it had started out.

"F**k, Iza..." his uttered between his still heavy breaths. "This mouth of yours... f**k... it was... it is just so... so good..." He kept muttering and singing her praises. And Elle was as much in heaven, just listening to him and enjoying the sensations that were washing over her.

He continued licking her dazedly as Elle remained as still as a statue. She dared not move. Even her breathing was kept as shallow and light as possible.

"Divine... you have no idea... finally, this pretty mouth of yours is mine. Mine. F**king mine!" He growled as his voice vibrated against her lips and he licked her over and over again, as if he just could not get enough. As if he could not stop himself from worshiping her lips like that.

Elle clenched on her fists. Lord... what should she do? She wanted to open her lips so badly and kiss him right back. She was dying to have him devour her mouth with his. Right here, right now. She had been dying for this for so many times that she had lost count of how many times she had dreamt of it.

But he was in a daze right now. Perhaps he had not even realized what he was doing yet. That he was licking her lips. That he was currently doing what was the exact thing that would trigger his deep seated fears and traumas. What will happen if she... oh lord... she did not know what to do. The temptation and fear were fighting so fiercely within her. What if she ended up triggering him if she opened her mouth, or made a move to kiss him? But what if this was her only chance to break through that barrier and finally make it happen? What if this was the moment he just needed to... oh good lord ... just what should she do? Should she just play it safe? Or should she just risk it all?

Holding her breath, she parted her lips slowly and carefully.

Her heartbeats were like the beating of drums in her ears. She had already made a wish for her birthday tonight, but she would make a wish once more right now. And it was for this... for him to not get triggered. For him to finally kiss her. Please... make it happen...

When the tip of his tongue slipped between her parted lips, Elle's heart almost froze and stopped beating.

But he chuckled so sexily, the sound rumbling from his chest as if he was still overflowing with happiness. "Want me to clean up my mess inside too, huh? Baby? You don't like the taste of it? Well, I can't blame you... cum don't taste that very good it seems... and I actually flooded your lovely little mouth like that... but I have to say sorry because I'm not sorry at all... because it was damned f**king good. You have no idea, Iza... I'm never going to regret it. Because I finally claimed this mouth of yours as mine too, and even sprinkled my seeds in it. F**k, you don't know how happy I am right now to finally have this mouth of yours for myself too..." he licked at her lips again, and then pushed his tongue to lick the insides of her lips as well.

That was when Elle could no longer hold herself back and threw caution to the wind. It was as though she had blanked out and only instincts were guiding her. She felt herself moving and pressed her mouth against his.

The world seemed to grind into a halt in an instant. Everything converged to just between the two of them - focusing on his lips and hers, and all the sensations that were derived from it.

The pleasure of their lips finally touching and the fear colliding all at once as he too, suddenly froze.

Her heartbeat stopped. Lord... please... she begged in her mind. Please do not let what I am afraid of happen now. Not when everything has been proceeding on so well.

But the feel of him becoming completely still, as if he too, stopped breathing had her shutting her eyes close in despair. It seemed as though her fears were about to be realized no matter how she hoped and prayed.

Then steadying her heart, she slowly pulled away. Her eyes opened little by little as her lips began to tremble. Expecting to see him start to crumble again before her. Just like what had happened to him the last time.

Prepared for the worst, Elle's eyes were already stinging hot as she looked up at him.