Opposite Attracts!
Female's P.O.V~
I knew he did not wish to be there. He'd rather be studying somewhere, with calming music playing in his ears, in the lap of solace.
But, in the middle of the crowded restaurant, he was sitting by my side, struggling to form a smile as he sipped a gulp of water.
"Are you okay?" I questioned in his ear, hidden from everyone's eyes, and grasped his tight fist on his lap.
He simply nodded in my direction, willing to portray an expression of calmness. But I knew he did not like that gathering at all.
"Don't you dare leave this plate with anything in it?" He whispered in my ear as he wiped the little stain I had formed on the chest of my dress.
He never failed to allow me his sweetness, even in the places he did not adore, or even if it did not suit his cold aura.
"Are you threatening me?" Smiling at his cold brows, I questioned and witnessed his lips pucker up in attitude, leading me to smile even wider.
"I know this new place that recently opened up." A friend of mine whose birthday we were celebrating suggested and offered to visit that place as well.
But I knew if we went on with that party any longer, my sweet boy would lose his senses, so I simply denied it with a smile.
"Then I will see you tomorrow." Her hand in my grasp was just as tipsy as hers, standing by the door of the restaurant.
We parted ways from there, leading to our separate destinations.
"So, did you like the party?" Unzipping the back of my blouse, I questioned his tired, lying figure on the couch.
"Don't ask me that." Cold as ever, he answered and turned his sight away from me, leaving me to smile once again at his expression.
People might consider his character unfriendly, and cold, but I adored this very factor about him.
The chilly side he held completed me in a way no one could ever.
It was like a touch of ice to the burning lava. He composed me and showed me the ways my eyes might would have never have been able to, without him.
"You know I loved how you threatened me. to eat everything on the plate." I boomed, once again gaining his cold eyes on me, filled with exhaustion.
"I did not threaten you!" He responded with a defensive tone, which made me tease him even more.
"It was a threat!" I boomed, making a bold statement, and sat on his lap, wrapping my hands around his neck.
There was just a bra sticking to my skin and the skirt which I was about to withdraw but could not, which automatically turned his eyes away and turned him stiffer as if he had never seen me naked before.
Noticing the tension in his eyes, I planted my palm on his cheek and gently pulled his face adjacent to mine. Then I whispered above his lips a question. "Was it not a threat?"
I already knew that the warmth between us and my naked skin had already aroused him that I needed nothing to do. Yet he wished to hide it from me, like always. Like I would not notice it, like always.
"I just wanted you to eat properly." He stuttered. His eyes remained away from me, yet he reciprocated the same stiff demeanor. Or tried to.
"Yes? You care so much about me?" Tightening my grasp on his jaw, I whispered along his ear and planted a long lick to his earlobe, witnessing his body instantly quiver at that.
"You're my girlfriend. Should I not be caring about you?" He gasped and squeezed his eyes tighter, while his hands clutched the couch with the same strength he tried to hold his cold demeanor.
"Being cocky are we?" It aroused me even more: made me feel the tingles run from my stomach to my wetness, making me ache for more.
To achieve more, once again I licked his earlobe then dragged my tongue down to his neck, tasting the saltiness of his skin while he clenched his jaw in my grasp, breathing heavily through his nose.
"Let's see how much cockier can you be." With haste, I began unbuttoning his shirt when his eyes opened up and tensed up. I assumed he already knew what I was going to do with him.
Like a hungry lion who pounced on his prey, I yanked his shirt open and revealed his heaving chest and perky nipples.
Arousal coursed down my spine, hunger just stepping up a notch. He looked so adorable and vibrant: an appetite I'd never get full of.
"You have such beautiful nipples." I breathed above his right nipple and regarded him to twitch to the warmth.
"You know, before I met you, I never thought a man could be this sensitive on his nipples." Adding, I stuck my tongue out and spat on his nipple, watching his wide eyes, just watching me like he was about to be eaten.
"Nghh." He whimpered, but quickly covered it behind his hands, only to make me pull them away. "You don't have to hide your moans every time we do this. Or do you perhaps forget that I've fucked you many times that I have even forgotten the number?"
"Don't say such things." He grumbled, still trying to be that cold manly guy, while I spat on his other nipple, prompting his fake persona to have another shock.
"Why? Because you're such a noble person?" I stated and planted a long lick on his nipple, watching him bite his lips.
"You might have this cold, bitchy attitude, but I know it is for the people who you don't like or whom you don't know." Adding, I licked his other nipple and began to lick it with a constant speed, while he just whimpered and struggled to hold his moans back.
"But I'm different," I added my fingers to the play, softly circling them around his nipples. "You love me." Biting his perky nipples one by one, I added, "You can't hide your true nature from me."
"In fact, you wish to show me your true colors every time we are together." Releasing him from the tease, I stood tall to my feet and quickly began unbuckling his pants, urging more unsettlement within him.
His eyes were just watching me, filled with disruption when I continued and removed his pants along with his underwear, revealing his hard-length twitching.
"Are you going to ride me?" Flushed up, he questioned as he watched me remove my sticking panty.
His cold demeanor was almost on the brink of shattering, but he still wished to cling to his cold nature, thinking I would not just love to break him even more.
"Do I have to answer?" I questioned as once again I took a seat on his lap and grasped his length in my hands, dangerously close to my heat.
"I think so." A broken whimper escaped his mouth, forming a smile on my face.
"You want to know, right?" I adjusted and placed his length in between my wetness, not inside, and added, "Let me show you then."
With that, I began rubbing my wetness to his twitching length, inching close to his lips. "I'm going to pleasure your greedy cock, but I will not allow you in me."
His eyes fluttered at my words, his body shivering even more. "I will tease your cock so much that it will leak so much." He gulped loud enough for my ears, which made me crackle out loud on his face.
"You will beg me to let you cum." I was getting wetter as I said those words, my wetness warming up with each slow graze.
"That will never happen." He stuttered as he turned his face aside, shutting his eyes once again.
"That happens all the same time." I paced my hips, and shifted my face into the nape of his neck, beginning to moan with lust into his ear.
"You cry." I moaned out as I began teasing his nipples once again, rubbing them at the same pace as my hips.
"How can you forget that?" Only my moans and his whimpers remained evident as the silence echoed for his response. He had no words to answer me.
"You are getting harder and harder." He was twitching beside my wetness, just as strongly as he was breathing, loud and fast.
My hips then continued bouncing upon him, my wetness leaking along with his length. His whimpers had now turned into moans that he still wished to hide, but was no longer to do so.
"I see you're about to cum." Whimpering into his ear, I paced my speed even more, along with my fingers on his nipples, and felt his body twitch under my body.
"I will let you cum, if you beg and break out of your coldness." He denied my proposal and as he did, I stopped my hips.
I pulled my face back and removed my fingers from his nipples as well, regarding his red face turn disrupted.
His eyes were astounded, his lips frozen in awe.
"Do you like it?" I mocked, running my fingers on top of his dick, and watched him quickly shut his eyes.
"You just have to beg and show me your colors and I'll allow you a breathtaking release." He remained twitching to my fingers and my words, biting his lips until he could not take it any longer.
"Please!" His eyes opened up and shifted their gaze back to me. "Please make me cum!" There was a tone filled with a need that I so much adored.
"I want to cum!"
"Are these your true colors?" I questioned because I knew he was still holding back. "Do I need to torment you even more?" I gently grazed the tip of my finger to his nipple.
"No. You don't!" Finally, he broke down and begged as I wanted him to be. He was growling, whining, and whimpering as he begged me to let him cum.
It pleased me and with a cunning smile, I began rubbing his dick with my wetness once again.
"Let me inside you!" He growled, but I did not want that. Instead, I allowed his hands to grasp my waist and pull me as much as close to his skin as he wanted.
"Cum!" His brows shrunk, his stomach going up and down along with mine.
I moaned along with him, feeling the knot in my stomach wishing to unravel as well.
"I'm going to cum!" He growled out as he grunted, releasing his semen on his own skin, which also stuck to my wetness.
"Oh, God! I love you so much!" He moaned as he continued cuming, his grasp around my waist tightening.
"I love you too, baby boy!" Growling I released on his cock as well, falling on his chest as my body had grown tired.
"Do you like my true colors, Mommy?" He questioned while I kept oozing out, smiling and flinching at his question.
Those were his true colors, scattered widely for my eyes.
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END OF THE SMUT
I hope you liked it!
----Love, author! ❤️
- During the handjob, he was submissive, his body quivering at my touch, clearly begging for more.
- In the world of BDSM, I took on the dominant role, teasing him with threats of finishing his meal and making him beg for release.
- Despite his cold demeanor, there was a submissive male beneath the surface, one that Opposite Attracts to the dominant female in me.
- After the party, as I performed a handjob on him, his moans were no longer hidden, replaced with genuine pleasure and submission.