Sin For Me (bxb)

Ripple***

Thomas

We broke apart, him leaning away from me. The tension was palpable, like you could feel the energy fizzing in the air.

Desire, anger, lust, wrath, a million words for the mix of emotion welling in our chests.

"I just want to try and be with you Tom."

I held my knees back, "I can't... I can-"

"Don't talk right now. Don't say anything. You'll make it worse. You know where I stand. I'm done chasing you."

He stood and turned, walking to the door, "Wait!" I called out.

He hung in the door frame.

"I want you. Please. Don't leave me here." I asked, desperation lacing my voice.

Damian looked conflicted, "What do you mean."

I couldn't come up with the words and he began to walk again when I blurted out "Punish me!"

He spun on his heels and looked at me with wide eyes.

"I want— no, need— you to hurt me, or love me, what ever you want. Just... do it." I needed this, I needed to feel him, his anger, his turmoil.

He smirked and raised a brow. "Do you even know what you're asking?"

I turned more red. My hands shook again, this time out of anxiety. I needed him to stay, I needed to give him everything I had.

"You know I don't understand anything from your side, but please, take out your anger on me. I... I cant deal with it. It hurts, knowing I hurt you. That I messed up. Make me remember it." I explained, looking everywhere but him. I truly didn't know what I was asking for, but i hoped he did.

He shut the door behind him and smiled over at me. "Get on your knees."

I pulled myself up on my knees, looking up at him.

"Did I say you could look at me? Or are you just going to do what you want." He pushed, glaring down at my eyes.

I quickly looked away, "I'm sorry I didn't—"

"Did I say you could talk? That's two times now. Better not keep this up." His voice was like velvet, caressing the air. But it carried so much demand, so much dominance that I couldn't help but listen.

I stayed quiet, hearing him step around my body. My knees ached but I stayed still. I couldn't help but look to see where he was.

"Tsk, we are gonna have to do something about those wandering eyes of yours." He threatened. My eyes shot back down and i gulped, feeling my Adam's apple bob.

A piece of fabric fell over my eyes and was tied in the back,  the belt to my Alb, the red sash. Cheeky. My sight went black, but I still attempted to look around.

"Say Blue if you want me to stop." He told me, making goosebumps rise when I felt his breath against my neck.

He shuffled around, and I heard the chair being moved, then the creak as he sat in it. "Strip, since you love doing it in front of everyone. You're right, a little slut like you doesn't need modesty right?"

I bit my lip and pulled off my shirt, then went to unbutton my shorts. The cold air hitting my skin made me feel even more nervous.

"Actually, keep those on. I'll tear em off later, for now, bend over." He commanded, making my hands leave my shorts. I twitched as he stood up and came closer to me, feeling my thigh up to the curve of my hips.

"What do you want again?" He prompted, finger touching where my spine curved, pushing down, making my position even more humiliating.

"For you to punish me." I repeated, lips trembling.

His touch left, leaving my skin tingling, waiting for his touch.

"You're innocent, so I wouldn't guess you know how provocative you sound. In my world, words like that get you in trouble. You could get someone wanting to rough you up, or even take you. Would you want that?"

My knees went weak as his hands traveled between my thighs and grasped me where only he had touched. His arm wrapped around me, keeping me up.

"Tell me, what did you expect me to do when you asked me to punish you?"

I thought for a moment, "Make me hurt."

"And that's what you want?"

I nodded.

His hand gripped me harder and I squealed out, "Use your words."

"Yes! Yes, I want you too!" I begged. His grip softened. I heard his belt unbuckle and the sliding of fabric as he pulled it off. The the loud snap as he popped it together.

"I'm going to give you a strike across your ass, tell me if it hurts too bad. Remember, Blue." He told me.

I nodded, flinching as he pulled down my pants, revealing more skin than I was ready to show. I bowed my back trying to hide myself but he just pushed me back down, leaving my body at his full mercy.

I breathed in, waiting for the first snap against my skin, feeling my jaw clench and unclench. The waiting was so horrible.

The leather belt swung down, making me immediately let out a yelp. The red hot burn radiated down my thighs. My hands immediately went to rub the pain away but Damian's hands grabbed them and held them back.

"Hands on the chair. You don't get to touch yourself unless I let you."

My face felt hot and my muscles tightened as the adrenaline raced through my veins.

He chuckled, "Still want more?" He asked, tempting me to escape it.

As much as it hurt, and it did, like fire on my skin, it also brought an undeniable pleasure, my eyes rolling back as I felt the ripples of pain that mixed with euphoria.

I nodded, gripping the chair.

"I'll give you 15, if you can stand it."