The Tyrant's Pet

[ Warning: mature content ahead. Proceed with caution. ]

Aries grabbed his hair as her toes curled. Her mouth fell open as she shuddered when his tongue glided from her entrance up to her clitoris. Her breathing grew heavy while his tongue ventured into her territory, sucking and licking it slowly and leisurely.

"Ah… I… I'll fall…" she whimpered, gripping his hair even tighter, but he didn't complain about the pain and simply flicked his tongue against her enlarged nub. She clenched her teeth as she arched her back, opening her mouth when his tongue circled around her clitoris while he inserted his finger inside her. It went in and out while he slurped all the love juice dripping from her.

It felt heavenly, as her mind couldn't think of anything else but the sensation traveling to the ends of her nerves. Her muscles would tense up and relaxed alternately, moaning and gasping, flinching, and shuddering.

Abel gave her core a slow kiss before looking up, grinning upon seeing her flustered face. Oh, how she was so lovely when aroused. Her eyes, which were always so clear, gleamed with conflict, shame, and sinful desires.

"More?" he asked deviously as he licked the love nectar around his finger, eyes up on her.

Aries pressed her lips into a thin line, watching how he taunt her while licking his finger. "You," she breathed out, feeling her pearl throb for more.

"I want you," she confessed, and then bit her lower lip. "Make love with me."

For a moment, Abel froze as his brain went blank.

"Mhm?" he hummed and tilted his head to the side.

"Make love with me." She lowered the volume of her voice. "Don't fuck me… love me."

His eyes narrowed, studying the courage flickering across her eyes. Love her? She didn't need to ask. Abel opened his mouth to give her a silly answer, but his voice didn't come out.

Just how much of his love can she handle? All? He doubts that. Half? Still too much. A quarter? Perhaps half of the quarter?

Honestly, Abel didn't think she could even handle the smallest fraction of his love. The reason he never asked anything for her in return was that if he did, it would be very disappointing if she couldn't do it. No matter what she says, he couldn't put his hope in mere words because, at the end of the day, there were still many things she didn't know about him and he didn't have the courage to pull her out of the dark.

He was satisfied with this setup. Them, Aries and Abel, sitting in the dark, holding hands, thinking they were in the same boat. That both of them were blind in this darkness, that he couldn't see just like her.

Abel rose to his feet and cupped her jaw. "Love you?" he asked while she held her breath.

"Was that too much to ask?" she returned. "Fuck me on other days. I'll be your bitch, your servant, your dominant, your foe, your sister, your ally, or anyone you want me to be. But tonight… I want you to love me."

"I want to feel loved, to have value, to feel clean without ever thinking I am sinning for wanting it," she added, knowing what was about to happen would kill hundreds — thousands of people would shed blood and suffer. Someone might be dying because of her right at this second.

"Can you do that? Love me… just for tonight. Just love Aries without questions asked or explanation why."

'And there goes my sanity,' he thought.

He sighed quietly but said nothing as he bent over and claimed her lips. How would he love her? Her request was akin to a difficult riddle, since the word extreme was engraved deep into his bones. And his grand gestures were the only thing he knew how to show his feelings without even speaking those magical words, ever.

Aries closed her eyes as his tongue slipped in between her lips. Warmth filled her heart as she wrapped her arms around his neck to deepen their kiss. His lips were gentle and hungry, they always were, but only now did his kiss truly felt… something else. She couldn't describe it with words, but what she was certain was her heart felt full.

His large palm that was squeezing her lean waist contradicted the cold breeze that was blowing on her back. He then moved his palm, tracing her spine until his fingers were massaging the back of her head.

"Mhm…" her moan slipped into his mouth while he unzipped his pants to give his bulge some room without letting go of her lips. As if on instinct, Aries wrapped her legs around his hips. As soon as she clung to him, she felt the tip of his shaft poke her rear.

"How do I even love you using only a fraction?" he wondered, panting in her mouth, carrying her by the waist. Before she could even answer, he bit her lips once again, walking back inside as he felt that his warmth was not enough to shield her back from the night breeze.

And before she knew it, her back already hit the mattress, gazing at the man hovering over her. Aries was panting, face flushed, mind barely functioning. All she could do was stare at those crimson eyes over her that had seemed to glow in the dark, looking at her dangerously and sinfully.

What was his question again? She didn't hear properly or did it register in her mind. But what she was certain was those eyes sought answers. No, no. He wasn't seeking answers, but he was waiting for something… something he would like to hear.

"Abel," she called as she reached her hand to him until she was cupping his cheek. Her lips curled up subtly as she felt his face with her fingertips, narrowing her eyes as her vision blurred for a split second.

"Love me…" she caressed his lips with her thumb. "… just for tonight, then no more."

His expression was unsmiling, bending over silently, tilting his head until his lips were only an inch from hers. "Then, I love you… tonight."