It’s Cannibal

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Whew, finally got this episode out! Not gonna lie, it was pretty tough to get this one finished for many different reasons, some that I've been vocal about, others that I haven't really talked about but plan to shortly, so keep an eye out for that post.

Regardless, this might be the last episode for a lil' bit. I don't want it to be as long as a hiatus as last year's (which iirc was around 2-3 months), but summer gets particularly busy for me, and my plate has been overflowing for several weeks now, to a point that it's affecting my ability to even feel confident in the stuff I'm making for Rekindled. So consider this a very brief break, I'm hoping to be back up and running by next month but it'll just depend on how the next few weeks go. Hence the undetermined release date because I don't wanna make promises I can't keep.

But rest assured, I'm gonna be working hard to get my ducks in a row so that I can get an eventual realistic release date set, and once I do, I'll be editing this episode and notifying y'all ASAP! Thank you all so much for your unwavering patience through these delays, it's hard not to feel guilty / bad about it but I know if I don't take these breaks when I can, I'll wind up burning out entirely and that'll just make things worse. So I hope you can understand that I don't make these decisions lightly and I often have to make them to ensure the long-term health of myself and this comic <3

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Men Are Terrible and Will Hurt You Because This is Lifetime starring ✨ Artemis ✨

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This newfound attention from the man was exciting. You definitely could get used to this kind of treatment. Little did you know, he had more ideas to try out with you.

Since you had taken control during your last game night, Parker believed it was only fair that he got a turn. After all, fairness was very important to him. Besides, he knew that he would make you enjoy what he was going to do. He just needed to make sure he had another solo game night with you.

“Chancey poo!” Parker waltzed into the office speaking in a sing-song voice.

“Parker, I’ve already told you, I’m not rolling your dice.” Chance was sitting behind his GM screen working on campaign notes.

“Oh Chance, I’m not here for that…” Parker whistled nonchalantly. “I am not opposed to you rolling though!” He leaned over Chance’s screen, pushing the die’s glasses up his nose.

“I’m not.” Chance sighed, waving Parker’s hand off and pinching the bridge of his nose. “What are you here for?”

“You know how game night is tonight?” Parker started, hoping Chance would hear him out.

“I’m aware. Do you have a special game we have to prepare for?” Chance quirked a brow. Parker had never come to him to discuss game night before. 

“Not for us, exactly…” Parker trailed, red was beginning to bloom on his face at his thoughts about his plans.

“Um, then for who?” 

“For just me and our homeowner…” Parker said.

“Oh.” Chance felt a little hurt. “Do you not want to play with me?” He asked.

“No, that’s not it at all. I just…” Parker bit his lip. Sucking in a breath, he decided to be honest.

“I just really want to fuck them again!” He said, face extremely red in the face. 

That had Chance pausing. Looking up at Parker, he let out a chuckle. 

“Again?” 

“Yeah, again. The first time was really nice!” Parker’s voice cracked as he recalled the memory from that game night. 

“Yeah, they are pretty nice…” Chance trailed, also recalling his time with you. 

“Wait,” Parker paused, wide-eyed. “Have you…”

“Fucked? Yes. You’re not the only one they’re seeing, you know?” 

“I see.” Parker swallowed thickly. 

This feeling he was experiencing wasn’t jealousy. No, it was something else. 

“So, how was it?” Parker asked, both curious and concerned. 

“Do you really want to know?” 

Parker nodded enthusiastically, though he was wringing his hands nervously. An action that Chance caught. 

“You sure?” 

“Yes.” Parker said softly. 

“Okay.” Tapping his chin, Chance thought on it. “I really enjoyed my time with them. They’re very… pliant.”

“Pliant?” 

“Yeah, like they let me do what I want. Honestly, they want me to do what I want.” 

“Do what you want?” Parker was very intrigued now. 

“Uh yeah…” Chance didn’t really know how explicitly he should describe his rendezvous with you. 

“Care to share more?” Parker leaned toward him, making Chance’s cheeks heat up. 

“Uhhhh… I don’t know, dude. I feel like that would be prying into their private life a bit too much.” Chance’s voice cracked a little. 

“Afraid to share their private life, or yours?” Parker raised a knowing brow. 

“So what if I just want to keep some things to myself?” Chance grew defensive, crossing his arms over his chest. 

“Oh c‘mon, Chance! Please give me something? I really want to be good to them!” Clasping his hands in a pleading motion, Parker shook them as he begged. 

Pinching the bridge of his nose, Chance let out a long sigh. For a moment, he sat there in thought. Eyes clenched shut as he thought of his next move. Perhaps he could learn something too…

“Fine. I’ll share more with you.” Chance put up a hand to stop Parker’s enthusiastic squeal. “But, you have to share as well.” Chance’s gaze grew dark, making Parker shiver. 

“Oh! Okay!” Parker felt a sheen of sweat on his forehead. “I can totally do that for ya, pal!” He let out an awkward chuckle, red in the face. 

“Very well. What do you want to know?” Chance motioned for Parker to continue. 

“Maybe you could tell me what happened from the start?” Parker looked down, sheepishly. 

“Seriously?” 

“Yes! I really want to know!” Parker leaned even closer toward him. 

“Fine, fine!” Chance sighed. “It started after they found out I could feel what they do to my die.” His cheeks burned at the confession. 

“Really? That’s what happened to me too! Except it was with Bop It!” Parker butted in. 

“Bop It?” Chance raised a curious brow. 

“Yeeup! It’s a very tactile game, so I feel a lot more with it.” He looked at Chance, eyes sparkling. “So how does it work with your die?” 

“Ah, um. Each face is a different part of my body.” He said a bit quietly. 

“Can I try it out?” Parker asked, bouncing on his toes. 

“N-no!” Chance’s blush grew even darker. “Besides, I’m pretty sure they’re carrying my die right now.” 

“Awww. That’s too bad.” Parker pouted. 

“Did you want to hear about our time together, or not?” Chance said, voice laced with irritation. 

“Yes! Yes! Don’t mind me. Go on!” He waved for Chance to continue. 

“Very well…” Chance let out another sigh. “After they learned about my die, they decided to tease me. See how long it would take me to crack.” Chance shivered at the thought of your lips on his die. 

“And did you crack?” Parker was even more intrigued. 

“Heh, yeah. I warned them, but they wanted to be a brat.” Chance’s voice grew low as he recalled the memory. 

“What did you do?” Parker asked. His face was red as he remembered how you had teased him. 

“I taught them a lesson. Showed them what it felt like to have their body used like that. It’s what they deserved for being so cheeky.”  He chuckled darkly, the sound shot straight up Parker’s spine.

“Did they like that?” Parker’s voice cracked. 

“Oh yeah.” Chance chuckled. “They were fucking soaked.” 

A whine slipped out of Parker’s mouth at the thought. His mind clouded with how fucking good your drenched pussy tasted. 

“Heh. Did they get that wet for you too?” Over his frames, Chance’s eyes glimmered mischievously. 

“Y-yeah.” Parker gulped. “They were so wet. It was so- ” 

“Hot.” Chance finished for him. 

“Yeah, hot.” 

“It was so easy for me to just slip in.” Chance felt himself growing hard at the thought. 

“You just fucked them?” Parker asked, wide-eyed. 

“Uh, yeah? They were clearly very into it. Especially considering they came really fast.” 

Although he had wanted to stay tight-lipped at first, Chance was now becoming more and more engaged with this. His cock now straining against his pants, in desperate need of relief. 

Looking at Parker, Chance could see he was in the same predicament. Licking his lips, he thought on how to remedy their shared problem. 

“Hey, Parker?” Chance’s voice was low. 

“Yes, Chance?” Parker gave him a confused look. 

“Mind if we helped each other out?” Chance reached for the belt on his pants. 

Parker’s eyes followed his hand, landing on the protruding bulge in the fabric. A mouthwatering sight, that had Parker audibly groaning. 

“Oh, oh.” However, Parker was unsure. “B-but you haven’t rolled the dice yet…” 

“Parker, we don’t need to be in a relationship to suck each other off.” Chance said. 

“I-I guess not. You sure you want to?” Parker was already moving toward the man, kneeling between his legs. 

“I’m sure.” Chance let out a huff at the sight of Parker sitting before him. So easy, so… willing. 

“Okay. Will you keep telling me what you did?” He asked. 

“Of course.” Chance wrapped his hand in Parker’s Monopoly money hair, knocking off his hat. 

Slowly, Parker pulled down the man’s pants. His hard cock flopping out, tip flushed red. Chance was very thick, making Parker wonder if he could take him. No time but the present, he supposed. 

Wrapping his hand around Chance’s length, Parker gave it a good tug. Chance hissed through his teeth at the feeling. 

“So how did you fuck them?” Parker asked, his breath hitting Chance’s cock. 

“M-multiple ways…” Chance groaned as Parker took him into his mouth. Parker’s eyes stayed locked with Chance’s intently listening to his retelling. “Ah. I first bent them over the desk.” 

“Gave Dasha quite the show?” Parker teased, licking a stripe up Chance’s cock. 

“I suppose we did.” Chance let out another low groan. “It was a convenient position. Made it easier to take. Mmph.” Chance shut his eyes as sparks of pleasure shot through him at Parker’s ministrations. “Easier to take control.” He breathed out. 

“I’m sure they look good that way too. They did when I took them from behind.” Parker licked up another stripe. 

Chance, pulled up Parker’s head with the hand in his hair. 

“Save your retelling for later, I’m not done yet.” Chance spoke lowly. “You can put your mouth to use in other ways…” 

“O-of course.” Parker nodded, then returned to sucking Chance’s length down his throat. 

“Y-yeah. Where was I?” Chance’s hand gripped tighter in Parker’s hair. “T-that’s right, they were bent over the desk. Had em’ pretty much screaming, it’s really easy to find their sweet spot.” 

As he bobbed his head, Parker nodded. He did find you were quite easy to please, something he greatly enjoyed. 

“They came twice that way. F-fuck!” Chance groaned as Parker’s tongue swirled around the head of his cock. “Then, I fucked them against the wall.” Chance watched as Parker sucked him off, the man below him moaning around his length. 

“Made them watch me ruin them.” Chance recalled the feel of your warmth. So tight and wet, not unlike Parker’s mouth and throat at the moment. 

“They were begging, you know?” Involuntarily, Chance felt himself thrust into Parker’s mouth. “Thought they couldn’t take anymore, heh, but we both knew better.” Chance remembered the overstimulated tears that spilled down your cheeks as he fucked orgasm after orgasm into you. 

Parker moaned again, picturing your shivering body being used like that. He bet Chance really did a number on you. 

“Fuck Parker,” Chance moaned, hand rubbing down his reddened face. “Where did you learn how to do this?” 

Releasing Chance’s cock with a pop, Parker smirked. Sliding his tongue over Chance’s length, he teased.

“What can I say? I love men!” He chuckled, then sucked Chance back down his throat.

“I-I think I managed to get them to cum five times. The last one I couldn’t hold myself back anymore I-” Before he could finish, Chance felt his balls tighten then release. His orgasm hit him surprisingly fast. 

Parker continued to suck him off, swallowing the man’s cum with a satisfied hum. Pulling back, Chance saw that he had swallowed every drop. The sight made him groan. 

“So you came? With them, I mean. Obviously you just came right now.” He teased with another smirk. 

“Y-yeah, I came.” 

“I think they really like it when you cum in them.” Parker said, remembering how satisfied you looked when you were finished. 

“They do.” Chance agreed. “Did they get that dazed fucked out look on their face?” 

“Yeah they did. It’s so fucking hot.” Parker had a glazed over look on his face at the thought. 

“Don’t tell me too much.” Chance groaned, putting his cock back in his pants before standing up. “It’s your turn, storyteller.” 

“Oh yeah!” Parker said, feeling giddy. 

Switching spots, Parker unbuckled his belt and shuffled his game board pants down to his thighs. His own cock flopping out. Settling between his legs, Chance reached a large hand for Parker’s cock and began stroking. 

“So…” He kissed up his length. “How did you start?”

“W-with Bop It. Ooh…” Parker had no idea how Chance had managed to keep speaking like this.

“Go on…” Chance took Parker’s cock into his mouth. 

“F-fuck! Ah, um. The game. I. I can feel it. A-and they tried playing with me.” Parker sucked in a hard breath. Damn, this was so much harder than he thought it would be.

Chance kept eye contact with Parker, a teasing glint in his irises as his head bobbed up and down over his length. 

“T-they touched the levers, and. Mmph! And I could feel EVERYTHING.” Parker’s knuckles were turning white with the death grip he had on the chair’s arm rests.

Popping up, Chance stroked Parker while he spoke. 

“What did it feel like?”

“Oh. Like m-many things. Painful, but also really really gooooood…” Chance’s mouth returned around his length. 

“I was so fucking hard.” Parker said, doing his best not to cum right away. 

“I’m assuming they figured it out?” Chance swirled his tongue around the head of Parker’s cock.

Nodding, Parker continued.

“Y-yes they did. They asked if I wanted them to keep playing. Oh, oh, oh! Oh, and I did!” Chance had deepthroated his cock now. “So, so, they made me eat them out. And… they kept playing the game.” 

“How’d they taste?” Chance asked lowly.

“S-so fucking good!” Tears were pricking at Parker’s eyes. Fuck, Chance was good at this. “I really want to taste them again!” 

“You’re lucky.” Chance lapped up his length again. “I haven’t gotten the opportunity to… yet.” 

“Y-you should when you can.” Parker moaned, feeling his climax nearing. Not yet, he couldn’t cum yet. There was still a story to finish. “T-they squirt!” 

“I’m aware.” Chance paused, stroking Parker’s length instead.

“I got them to do it multiple times! So, so sensitive.” Parker moaned. 

“Then what happened, Parker?” Chance’s low timbre had Parker shivering. 

“They rode me and played the game.”

“Did they cum on your cock?” Chance’s grip grew tighter. 

“Oooh, y-yes. They came so hard. But I didn’t cum yet.” 

“So what happened next?” Chance wrapped his mouth around Parker once more.

“They told me to use them.” 

That had Chance’s brows raising. Interesting… 

“S-so I pushed them down and fucked them from behind. I bit them, and fucked them. Made them cum again. And I-I, I came too!” Parker grabbed Chance’s head, fingers curled into his dark locks as he thrust up into his mouth.

Thick loads of his cum shot down Chance’s throat, which he swallowed gratefully. Parker flopped back into the chair breathing hard. 

“Y-you’re really good at that.” Parker said. 

“You’re pretty good yourself.” Chance stood up, offering his hand to Parker. 

He took it, allowing himself to be brought into an embrace. Nose to nose with Chance, Parker pressed a kiss to his lips. Chance went wide-eyed at first, then closed his eyes. Leaning in, he kissed Parker back. The two tangling tongues, tasting each other on their tongues. 

When they pulled apart, the two were red in the face. Chance rubbed his neck awkwardly.

“Well, uh, thanks for doing that… with me.” 

“Of course!” Parker said. “So, what should I do now?” He glanced at the clock, realizing your game night was soon. 

“You take what you learned from me to game night?” Chance teased with a knowing smirk. “You seemed surprised they enjoyed me taking over.” 

“W-well yeah! They weren’t like that at all with me!” Parker said. 

“They will be though.” Chance puffed out his chest confidently. “Trust me, they’re gonna love it. You just gotta be more self-assured.” 

“Self-assured. Right.” Parker bit his lip nervously. He had no idea if he would be able to muster up such a dominant persona like Chance. Regardless, he would try. He really wanted to experience what Chance had. 

“Good luck!” Chance pat him on the back, ushering Parker out of the office. “And don’t forget to regale the details to me at a later date. This was… fun.” Chance gave him a wink, then shut the door. 

“Fun. Right.” 

Looking at the stairs, Parker geared himself up for game night. Before you got to the attic, he set up Twister. A plan concocting in his brain at how he would be able to dominate you. 

Shortly after he was set up, you walked into the room. Sweetly, you sauntered over to him with a smile. Looking at the game, your smile grew.

“Twister already?” You asked, a teasing glint in your eye.

“Uh yeah! I was excited to play!” Parker fidgeted as he sat on the floor. 

Searching the room, you realized one of your regular game night members was missing. 

“Where’s Chance?” You asked.

“He had more G&G prep.” Parker lied. 

“Ugh, more? Damn.” You shook your head, spiritually admonishing the die. “Well, I still have my favorite board games to play with!” You beamed at Parker, making his heart jolt. 

Filled with a burst of confidence, Parker stood up. Grabbing your hips, he pulled you in. The man pressed a deep kiss to your lips, surprising you. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you pressed your lips to his. His tongue danced over your bottom lip, then dipped into your mouth. Sliding his tongue with yours, he groaned at your taste. 

“Someone is eager.” You teased, pulling away to give him a suspicious look. 

“Can you blame a guy?” He nervously chuckled. 

“What are you plotting?” You teased, poking him in the chest.

“P-plotting? Who’s plotting? Not me!” His face grew red. 

“Riiight.” You circled around him, picking up the spinner for Twister. “So, we playing?” 

“Uh, yes… but…” Parker bit his lip, he needed to grasp that feeling of confidence again.

“But?” You queried. 

“But, I have something I want us to do.” He gulped nervously. 

“Okay? What is it?” You eyed him.

“Uh, um…” 

“Spit it out, Parker.” You walked up to him, pressing a peck to his lips. 

“R-right. I want us to strip.” He puffed out his chest with faux confidence.

“Like if we lose?” You shook the spinner.

“No, like beforehand.” 

“Why?” You smirked at him. This was taking an interesting turn.

“B-because it’ll…” He looked up, desperately trying to come up with an excuse. “Because it’ll make us more aerodynamic!” He nodded to himself with a satisfied smile. 

“Aerodynamic?” You giggled, shaking your head. “C’mon Parker, you can do better than that.” 

“W-well you had us strip during Sandyland!” He huffed. “It’s only fair I choose something we strip for.” 

“And you just so happened to choose Twister as our game we’re stripping down for?” You teased. 

“Yes! And that’s final!” He poked you in the chest this time. 

“Fair enough.” You shrugged, then began to pull off your shirt. “How much are we stripping down to?” You  asked.

Parker took a moment to respond as he was staring at your bare torso. Mouth agape at how brazenly you took your clothes off in front of him.

“Uh, just down to our underwear.” He gulped. Maybe he bit more off than he could chew tonight. 

“Cool beans.” You pulled off your pants, leaving you in your underwear. Motioning to Parker, you indicated you wanted his clothes off as well. 

Nodding, he followed your lead. Stripping down to his Twister themed boxers. 

“There! Now we’re ready to play!” He said, voice shaky. 

“Whose controlling the spinner?” You asked. Parker plucked the spinner from your hand and tossed it away. 

“We actually don’t play with it for two players.” He said. 

That’s right, stickler for the rules. Fair enough.

“Okay, then what are we supposed to do?”

“One of us calls out the color, the other says the body part.” 

“What do you want to be?” You asked.

“I can choose the body part.” He decided.

“And I’ll be the color then.” 

“Yup!” 

The two of you took your positions on opposite sides of the board. 

“Okay, what is the first part?” You asked, eyeing the man over. 

He blushed as you trailed over his exposed body, crossing his arms over his torso. 

“Uh, um. Left foot!”

“Yellow.” You added. 

The two of you placed your left feet on yellow. 

“Right hand.” Parker said.

“Blue.” 

The two of you were now leaned on your right sides. You gave Parker a warm smile with a giggle.

“I’m not the most flexible person.” You admitted. “So don’t be surprised if I lose.” 

“Well, I’m very good at Twister. So you’d probably lose anyways, even if you were flexible. No hard feelings though?” He teased.

“None taken.” You grumbled, getting your game face on. Now you had to win, out of spite, if nothing else. 

“Left hand.” 

“Red.” You stuck your tongue out at him as the two of you leaned down, arms crossed over the other. 

“Left foot.” He said.

“Green.” You made yourselves spread your legs out.

“So much for not being flexible, huh?” Parker chuckled. 

“I now have a grudge.” You said pointedly. “I see. Right foot.” 

“Green.” You said, doing your best to maneuver yourself without falling.

“Seriously?” He huffed.

“You said I choose the color.” 

“Right hand.” 

This time you felt you needed to relax yourself somewhat. 

“Yellow.” 

“Aww, getting tired already?” Parker asked. 

“N-no. Just taking a rest.” You shot back.

“Ah, yes. Just a rest.” He teased.

You continued calling out positions, finding yourself in a precarious one. 

“Did you seriously have to put yourself on top of me?” You grumbled, purposely pressing your back up against his chest. 

“Hey! No cheating! You can’t push me!” 

“I’m not pushing! Just getting comfortable.” You lied. 

Parker’s body surrounded yours, it was starting to get you hot. You felt trapped underneath him, and you weren’t complaining. Though you could never tell him that. It would be used to his advantage. Still, part of you wondered what it would be like in this position. 

“Hey.” Parker caught your attention. “You doing okay?” He asked with a knowing smirk.

Through the game mat he could feel that your palms had grown sweaty, and it wasn’t due to the physical activity. 

“Yes, I’m fine.” You breathed out, trying to push those sexy thoughts away.

“You sure?” He slightly pressed himself down on you, the heat of his body making you let out a whimper. 

“Uh, yes!” You said suddenly, hoping he didn’t catch the sound. 

“Positive?” He spoke lowly in your ear, then nipped it. The feeling had you jolting. 

“S-sorry. That was involuntary…” You trailed. 

Looking over your bare back he spotted the remnants of the mark he had given you last time. Now a faded splotch in the crook of your neck. Deciding that needed to be remedied, Parker kissed over the spot. The soft touch had you shivering.

“Parker…” You trailed, heart rate picking up.

“Yes?” He purred against your skin before biting down on the mark.

“Ah! Parker!” You gasped, doing your best to maintain your position. 

“Hmm?” He kissed over the new bruise.

“I feel like that’s cheating!” You growled. 

“You haven’t fallen.” He hummed. 

“Just pick the next part!” You huffed. 

“Right hand.”

“Green.” You said, before gasping. 

As Parker moved his hand, he brushed over your clothed core. Fingers tracing over your sensitive nub through your underwear. The shock of pleasure had a loud whine escaping your lips. 

“You’re already soaked.” He mused to himself before kissing your back. “Left hand.” 

“R-red.” Your body shook, then jolted as you felt him touch over you again. 

“Yeah, soaked. Your underwear is drenched.” He nipped at your neck. 

“Parker…” You whined.

“Left foot.” 

“Parker…” You whined again.

“Choose a color.” He commanded.

“Red.” You said. 

Both of you stayed in a similar position, just shifting up one space. As you moved, your backside brushed against Parker’s crotch. He hissed as your ass pressed against his hard cock. Smirking, you nodded to yourself. It was good to see he was equally as obsessed with you as you were to him. 

“You’re hard.” You said pointedly.

“And you’re wet.” He huffed out, trying desperately to contain himself. 

“What now?” You asked softly.

“Right hand.” He croaked out in a strained voice.

Grumbling, you decided to continue to play along.

“Blue.” 

As you moved your hands, you heard shuffling from behind before Parker placed his hand down. Biting your lip, you tried your hardest not to look behind you. 

“Left hand.” Parker said lowly.

“Yellow.” 

As Parker moved his hand, you felt his finger loop at the crotch of your underwear. He pushed it to the side making you gasp. Your soaked pussy now exposed. Before placing his hand down, he slid his fingers between your folds. Arching your back you let out a pathetic whine. 

“F-fuck, Parker!” You cried out.

“Left foot.” He groaned out.

“Red.” You said, shuffling your foot one space back. 

Parker moved his foot forward. Your newfound position had you feeling his cock pressing against your dripping core. 

“It’d be so easy.” Parker murmured lowly, rutting his hips up and down. Sliding his cock through your folds. The head of his cock caught at the entrance of your pussy, making your hips jolt. Letting out a low moan, you pressed your backside against him. Parker didn’t let you get far, pulling his hips away from you.

Whining, you shot him a glare from over your shoulder. He didn’t give, even though he wanted to. Instead, only smirked and shook his head. 

“Right foot.” He purred, eyes dark.

“Yellow.” You breathed out. 

Again, his cock pressed against your entrance. However, he still didn’t push in. Balling your hands into fists, you let out a frustrated groan. 

“Something the matter?” He teased, though he was feeling his composure cracking. He needed to fuck you. Desperately. 

“Yes, something is the matter.” You growled, gritting your teeth. 

You tried to push back against him again, but he moved away from you. 

“What’s wrong?” He crooned. “Are you not having fun?”

“I’m having a blast.” You spat.

“Doesn’t sound like it.” He kissed your neck.

“Parker, don’t play dumb with me.” You shot him another glare over your shoulder. 

“I’m not playing dumb, I’m playing Twister!” He chuckled. 

“Playing Twister with your dick out, teasing me!” You let out another frustrated huff.

He said your name softly.

“What?” You grumbled. 

“All you have to do is ask.” He said, smirking as he watched you shiver beneath him.

“Ask for what?” You spoke quietly, voice wavering.

“Ask me to fuck you. I’ll do it.” He nipped at your earlobe, making you gasp.

His words made your stomach drop. This motherfucker… who does he think he is? You were the one that was supposed to do the teasing. Not him. Where was this coming from?

While you thought on it, you realized you weren’t really in such a bad predicament. This newfound dominant Parker was certainly… exciting. That, you couldn’t deny. Perhaps you could let him have his fun. Plus, you were desperate. Feeling your pussy desperately clench around nothing as he teased your dripping hole. Yeah, you needed him. 

“Parker…” You whined.

“Yes?” His voice held a teasing lilt to it.

“Please…” You mustered up your words. “Please fuck me.”

“Now, was that so hard?” He chuckled lowly before pressing into you. 

As his cock slid into your heat, both of you moaned. His dick pressed right into where you needed him most. With one pump of his cock smushing against your gooey sweet spot, you were spasming and gushing around him. A low moan droned out of you as your surprise orgasm ripped through your body. Eyes rolling back in pure ecstasy. 

“Oh gosh, golly…” He breathed out as your pussy clenched around him. “D-did you just-” 

Red in the face, you nodded. Yes, you did just cum already. All that damn teasing seemed to have you primed to go for the man. Fuck, you couldn’t tell if that was embarassing or hot. 

“That’s so hot, oh gosh. Oh, you’re so fucking sexy…” He trailed kisses up your spine as you came down from your climax. 

“Parker…” You groaned. “Please keep going.” 

You didn’t have to ask him twice. Pushing your face down onto the mat, Parker began to pummel in and out of you. Slick sounds filled the attic space as he used your body. Chance was right, you were so pliant like this. Fuck, Parker would never get enough of you. Each drag of his cock against your sensitive walls had you whining and crying out. 

“You feel so so good…” Parker bit into your shoulder. “Thank you, oh, thank you…” 

His nimble fingers found their way around your body. They began to circle your sensitive clit. The feeling began building another orgasm within you. Heat bubbling in your core as his cock slid through your soaked cunt and his fingers pressed your nub. Another peak was drawing closer, and all you could do was take it. 

As Parker fucked into you, your eyes glazed over, cock-drunk. His cock pressed against your sweet spot harshly once more, making you scream out. Hands grabbing at the mat below you as he pounded in and out of you over and over. Forcing another orgasm out of you, making it last longer with each drag of his cock. 

“Ah Parker!” You cried out. Your words spurred the man on. 

Somehow, he pounded into you even harder than before. His hands gripped at your hips hard, definitely leaving fingertip bruises on them later. Not that you minded. Being manhandled like this was a dream come true. All you had to do was shut off your mind and allow yourself to be used. 

Feeling your pussy begin to tighten up, Parker decided to switch things up. Pulling out, he flipped your body onto your back. Quickly he shoved himself into your pussy again. The feeling had you reaching for him. Hands holding his arms with a death grip as his rough movements brought you to the edge once more. 

Tightly shutting your eyes, you saw stars. Your body convulsed with pleasure beneath Parker. With your pussy clenching around him, he couldn’t hold back. Pounding into you, Parker chased his high. Feeling the need to cum with you, he allowed himself to release his load into you. 

The tightness of your pussy milked his cock as he came inside you. You moaned as you felt the satisfying warmth fill you. Leaning over you, Parker planted a deep kiss against your lips. Tongues tangling, you groaned. Gosh, he was addicted to your taste. There was never enough of you, he needed more. 

Pulling away, Parker looked down on you. Memorizing the way you look beneath him forever. Face flushed, kiss bitten lips parted as you took in deep breaths, pupils blown out as you looked up at him. 

“Fuck…” Parker breathed out.

“Fuck.” You agreed. 

“Wow.” 

“Wow.” You nodded.

Both you and Parker groaned as he pulled out. He watched as his spend slid out of your pussy and down your thighs. He catalogued the memory, saving it to tell Chance. 

Softly, he pressed kisses all over your face and body. Nuzzling your noses together, you both hummed with content.

Together you laid down on the Twister mat. Parker had you pulled against his chest, his fingers scratching your scalp as you came down. Curling into his chest, you let out a content sigh. Biting your lip, you wondered what to say to break the comfortable silence. 

“That was… nice.”

“Yeah it was.” Parker hummed. “By the way, you lost.” He teased.

Rolling your eyes, you playfully shoved his body. When he rolled back over, you snuggled into him. 

“So, where did you gain all that confidence?” You asked with genuine curiosity. Truly, you wanted to know where it came from.

“Chance might’ve helped me.” He admitted. 

“Is that so?” Interesting… You thought.

“Is that a problem?” He gulped nervously.