The Two Families

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Trigger warning: sex, hard kinks (blindfolding, degradation, slight spanking, honorifics, temperature play)

Laura's POV:

I woke up on top of a hard rock chest, slowly, methodically rising and falling. I pried my eyes open, squinting up at the owner of the chest. Hideo slept peacefully next to me, hair covering his eyes. I shivered, wrapping the duvet over me and throwing my leg over him. Hideo moved in his sleep, placing an arm on my thigh. I drifted back to sleep.

I felt a warm hand shake me slightly, trying to wake me up. I pushed myself onto my elbows, rubbing my eyes with my hands. I looked at Hideo, who had an arm behind his head and a small smile on his face. He seemed so innocent; my heart fluttered. 

"Good morning," He rasped; his voice lower than usual.

I raised my eyebrows at his voice, smiling at him, "butterflies," I swooned.

Hideo shook his head, running his tongue across the inside of his mouth, pulling me on top of him. I sat upright, only to realise that I wasn't wearing anything. Instinctively, I covered my chest with my arms, looking wide-eyed at Hideo.

Hideo laughed, grabbing my wrists, pulling me down to his face, placing a small kiss on the corner of my lips. I hummed against his lips, wrapping my arms around him. 

"No, no," Hideo grumbled, "we need to get up."

I whined against his chest, "but you're so comfortable."

I planted kisses on his chest, snaking up to his neck, leaving marks. I felt his breath hitch; his hands gripping my hips tightly. I could feel his bulge poking my stomach, making me grin. I trailed my hand down his torso, palming the bulge growing in his pants. Hideo grunted under his breath. I smiled at him innocently, before getting on my hands and knees, crawling down. I hooked my fingers in his sweatpants, pulling them down, exposing his already hard dick. I grabbed it in my hand, eyeing the length. Wow. 

Hideo's eyes bore into mine, watching in anticipation. I licked the tip, teasingly. Hideo grabbed a fist full of my hair, pushing my head down towards his dick. I licked the end once again, shoving it into my mouth. I bobbed my head up and down, using my hands to pleasure the part that couldn't reach into my mouth. Hideo threw his head back, his grip on my hair tightened. I felt his length hit the back of my throat, making me gag a bit; tears forming in my eyes. I looked up at him, sweat forming on his brow. 

I felt his dick twitch in my hands; he was close. Hideo pulled me back up to his face, placing a kiss on my cheek. I raised an eyebrow at him, "why?"

"I think it's disrespectful to you," he mumbled, placing more kisses on my face. Actual butterflies formed in my stomach as he said that. Hideo grabbed me, throwing me onto the bed and getting on top of me.

"My turn," he growled, fingers tracing the burn mark on my chest. He placed kisses on the burn, sliding off my pants. He stood up, grabbing a belt from the closet to our right. Hideo looped it carefully around my hands. Hideo made his way to the mini-fridge, pulling out the icetray. 

Hideo covered my eyes with a piece of cloth that I couldn't make out. I squirmed in excitement and anticipation. Hideo walked back to me, getting on top of me once again. He placed the ice cube on my chest. I shuddered at the sudden coldness on my body. Hideo trailed the ice cube down my body, making me arch my back at the cold. The pain from the ice cube felt good, not the pain you get from burning your hand on fire.

Losing my ability to see made me get hotter and more excited. I felt Hideo get in between my legs, fingers rubbing me. I bit my lip, biting back a moan. I felt his tip rubbing against me. The overstimulation made me groan in frustration, and I bucked my hips forwards. I heard Hideo chuckle as he positioned himself, thrusting deep into me. I moaned out loud, struggling against the belt.

At first, the length of Hideo's dick in me was painful, but his slow, guided thursts allowed me to adjust to the size, making the pain turn into pleasure. Soon, Hideo started to speed up, hitting all the right stops. I arched my back, only to be slammed back onto the bed. I gasped loudly, pulling on binds around my wrists. Hideo ripped off the belt from my hands, flipping me on my stomach. He pulled me to my knees and shoved my shoulders down. 

"Your wounds are healing," he whispered. 

My head was too preoccupied with the feeling of Hideo to register what he was saying. I pushed back, trying to get him to understand what I wanted. A firm slap landed on my ass, making me jump. Hideo pulled my hair, making my back arch and whispered, "use your words, slut."

"I w-want you to continue..."

Hideo pulled on my hair once again, "continue what?"

"fucking me," I whimpered.

"Good girl," he growled, slipping his dick inside me once again, pounding into me. I grabbed fist fulls of the sheets, moaning out in pleasure.

"Oh, God Hideo," I screamed into the sheets. Hideo's grunts pushed me over the edge as well. I felt the knot in my stomach grow, as my body shook. The ecstasy made me lose my ability to speak. 

He pulled out.

I whined loudly, unable to form a coherent sentence to describe my frustration towards him. I heard Hideo's snicker at me. I was about to turn around when Hideo flipped me back, placing me on his lap, slipping inside me once again, making me gasp at the sudden burst of pleasure. Hideo grabbed my neck, "look at me, whore."

I swallowed the lump in my throat, looking at Hideo's dark eyes, full of lust. I dug my nails into his back, body shaking from the immense amount of pleasure. I felt the knot in my stomach return, making me dig my nails deeper into Hideo's back. He hissed in pain, picking up his pace. I was practically screaming at this point, unable to control myself, I finished as well as Hideo. 

I collapsed in exhaustion on Hideo's arms. He stood up and made his way into the bathroom. Hideo returned with a towel and began to clean me up. Hideo grabbed the water bottle from the table next to me, forcing me to drink the water. My eyes grew heavier. The last thing I saw was Hideo's smiling face at me, and I passed out.