Mafiaboss!Chris x Ballerina!Fiona
Intro and previous chapters!
CW: Angst!, power imbalance, mentions of harming animals, SMUT, p in v, fingering, daddy kink, rough sex, cockwarming.
Fiona was eating cold toast that had been sitting out for who knows how long. She sat at the kitchen island in her pajamas trying her best to stay positive with the circumstances she was under.
But it’s been 7 days since Fiona and Chris had their fight and Chris hasn’t uttered a single word to her since. He also hasn’t allowed her back into their bedroom which has resulted in barely any sleep for Fiona.
Thinking about it terrified Fiona, Chris rarely apologized after getting angry with her. Even if he was wrong in the situation he usually would just pretend like it didn’t happen later on and they’d just move on.
But now Chris hasn’t even made an effort to speak to Fiona nor did he let her speak to him. Fiona no longer even cared about the fight they had, she was just simply yearning to be able to speak to him again.
Without Chris to keep her company Fiona has found herself wandering around the garden in the back of the estate more often than she used to.
She’d pick flowers she thought were pretty and make a mini bouquet out of them. There were so many flowers to pick from but Fiona felt most drawn to the red roses in the center of the garden.
One by one she’d pluck a rose from the bush. As she sat on the ground her dress was beginning to get dirty, she didn’t mind it though it’s not like she had anyone to impress with it at the moment.
Fiona whimpered after pricking her finger on one of the roses. She sucked on it in an attempt to make the bleeding stop. She huffed, after the bleeding wouldn’t end which meant she had to cut her time in the garden short to grab a bandage.
When she started to walk out of the garden she spotted a fluffy, white creature limping around. Her curiosity got the best of her and she decided to investigate. She stepped closer to the creature and realized it was an adorable baby bunny.
She crouched down to see what was wrong with it and noticed its paw was bleeding. “Oh no,” she whispered, she moved cautiously closer so she could pick it up. To her surprise it didn’t put up a fight when being ushered into Fiona’s delicate hands.
She no longer paid attention to her bleeding finger instead she was ecstatic about getting a potential pet.
“Don’t worry little bunny, I’ll take care of you.”
Excitement ran through Fiona’s veins as she skipped into the house. She hasn’t had anything thrilling happen to her in awhile. Without Chris the days stretched into unnecessary hours of boredom.
Now though she finally found a new companion to happily spend her days with. Even if the bunny didn’t talk, at least she had another living thing in her presence.
She took it to the kitchen so she could properly bandage it up. She wasn’t really sure how to but she knew she’d be able to figure it out.
She set the bunny down on the counter, “Stay right there.” She said to the bunny as if it could understand what she was saying. She searched for the bandages she knew were hiding somewhere. Since she’d often see Chris come back late at night from some sort of hit with wounds and immediately go to the kitchen to clean up.
Eventually she found just what she was looking for. “Ah ha,” she lifted it up and ran back to the bunny. “Here you go mr bunny,” she wrapped the bandages around its paw. “Soon you’ll be all better and hopefully be my new pet and we can do so many things together like-”
“What are you doing Fiona?”
Fiona froze, she didn’t need to look over to know who it was. Nor did she know how to react to it either. Chris hasn’t even looked at her since the fight, so she definitely wasn’t expecting him to appear so suddenly out of nowhere.
“I-I found a hurt bunny in the garden…I was hoping to bandage it up and keep it.” Fiona’s nerves slowly began to creep up on her.
“You want to keep a injured bunny?”
Fiona nodded hesitantly, “give me the bunny,” Chris said, reaching his hands out.
“What are you going to do with it?” She asked,
“I’m going to put it out of its misery.” Chris sternly said, Fiona could tell that this wasn’t the Chris she was used to. This was the Chris that she first met when she got kidnapped. Cruel, callous, emotionless.
“No! Please let me keep it!” Fiona begged stepping away from Chris.
“Fiona, do not disobey me right now. Give me the bunny.” Fiona looked down at the cute, innocent face of the bunny. She was conflicted, she didn’t want to get Chris even more mad at her but she didn’t wanna just let him kill her new friend.
“Im sorry,” she whispered to the bunny as tears brimmed in her eyes. Her lip quivered as she handed off the bunny to Chris.
She watched as he casually walked away, as if he didn’t just rip her heart out once again.
She returned back to her bedroom, god she hated saying that. She hated being all alone in that stupid bedroom, she hated being neglected by Chris, she hated everything that was happening to her right now.
Since she no longer has a cute little bunny friend to keep her company she was back to square one of being alone.
It was now way later in the day, if she could she would stay in her ‘bedroom’ for the rest of the day but unfortunately her hunger got the best of her. So now she’s venturing out to the kitchen to look for some sort of food.
Usually Chris would have the maids make them something but currently he was putting in no effort to do any of that. So she found a stale granola bar in the back of the cabinet. She shrugged her shoulders and began to eat it.
Each bite made her spiral more and more, she couldn’t take Chris’s silent treatment anymore nor his mean side. She missed when they would be with each other all day and he’d be somewhat nice to her.
She looked down the long hallway where a little glimpse of light spilled out of Chris’s room. He had the door cracked open, her intrusive thoughts told her to walk towards it, see if Chris would finally have a proper conversation with her. He did speak to her earlier, even if it was to take her bunny away still he spoke.
Usually she’d let her anxious thoughts take over by now, talk her out of going, tell her he’d come to her if he really wanted to talk. But not tonight, her feet automatically began to walk to the light.
One step after another, her dedication blinded her from her worries.
Once she finally made it to Chris’s room she gently knocked on the door even though it was cracked open. There was no reply so Fiona took the initiative to let herself in.
She pushed the door open carefully, and immediately saw Chris’s figure sitting on the bed facing away from her.
Fiona took a long and deep breath, “can we talk?” She softly said. Chris didn’t even turn around to look at her, “no.” It was so simple yet it felt like a punch to the gut.
Fiona paused for a moment, debating if she should just leave and try another day. But no, she was too determined to give up, she closed the door behind her and slowly stepped closer to Chris.
Now standing right in front of him she asked once again, “please I just want to talk for a moment.” Chris looked up at her, no emotion shown in his face per usual.
He unexpectedly stood up, “sit” he ordered, Fiona took that as a victory for now.
“What do you wanna talk about?” Chris walked back and forth within Fiona’s eyesight.
“I just wanted to say I’m sorry for telling you, you control my life.”
Chris humorlessly laughed, “that’s all you wanted to say? That you're sorry about what you said.” When Chris said it like that it made her words sound weak. She didn’t want them to be weak, she wanted them to show how much she cherishes their relationship.
“Fiona, I’ve realized these past couple days that you were right. I am overprotective over you, I am possessive over you, and I do things to you that are controlling.”
Fiona cut him off, “But I don’t care about that anymore, I don’t care that you told everyone not to talk to me or that you don’t let me leave the house. I don’t even care that you killed the bunny! Please just don’t shut me out anymore!” She shouted,
“Sweetheart face it, I’m just not good for you. You hate my ways of keeping you safe, you disobey me all the time, and though I hate to admit it I am controlling, I like having power over you but that’s not what you want and if that’s not what you want it’s not what I want either. You’d be better off just leaving…”
Tears began to spill from Fiona’s eyes, her heartbreaking once again. “But what I want it is to be with you! And I’ll be whatever you want to do that! Please just don’t make me leave!” Fiona begged
“You let me degrade you, manipulate you, abuse you, control you, and yet you're still begging to be with me!” Chris barked,
“I-I don’t care! I love you!” The words slipped out of her mouth but she couldn’t bother to overthink it now.
Chris stared at her, “you love me…”
“Yes of course I do! So please can we just go back to the way it used to be? I'll do anything you want.” Fiona reached out to grab Chris’s hand.
Chris sighed, running his free hand down his face. He looked down at Fiona’s hand that grasped onto his then at Fiona. “Anything?”
“Anything, I’m all yours”
Chris throughout the silent 7 days he spent without Fiona. Had convinced himself that the best thing for Fiona would be for her to leave. She just wasn’t cut out for the type of relationship Chris wanted. In their fight she made it clear she was being suffocated by his possessiveness so why would he want to keep suffocating her.
Everytime he watched her pick flowers in the garden through his window, every time he’d see her crying in her room all alone only convinced him more.
But at this moment he doubted those thoughts. Maybe Fiona didn’t actually mind being controlled, maybe she actually did like their toxic dynamic, maybe her brain was so infiltrated with Chris even when she questioned his actions she still didn’t want a life without him she just wanted to vocalize her frustration.
Chris has Fiona wrapped around his finger and knows exactly how to keep both of them happy in this relationship. “Fine. If you’re so adamant on staying then I need you to follow 3 simple rules for me.” Fiona nodded her head desperately,
“1 I will allow you to leave the house on occasions but you have to get permission from me first and you can’t go out on your own, only with me. 2 don’t ever speak to anyone except me unless I tell you you can. And lastly don’t get into any trouble with me, I’ve had enough with your bratty attitude.”
Chris waited for Fiona to say something, the longer she took the more Chris would wonder. What if she changed her mind, what if she realized she doesn’t want this lifestyle anymore.
He was pulled out of his thoughts when he felt Fiona’s petite body hug him tightly. She mumbled “okay,” into his chest then pulled away enough so she could see his face. “Can I sleep in here again?”
Chris chuckled, “of course sweetheart,”
Fiona bounced around the room, squealing as if she just won the lottery. She ran to ‘her’ bedroom and swiftly collected all her things before running back to her old bedroom.
She dumped everything on the floor and ran up to Chris, jumping into his arms. Her excitement went beyond what she could comprehend. She withdrew herself from the hug once again. This time she gazed into Chris’s eyes.
Her adrenaline died down a bit and now she was left with pure and peaceful love in her heart. She rested her hands on Chris’s chest, endearingly looking up at him.
“Whatcha thinking sweet girl?” Chris playfully asked.
“I wanna…have sex with you.” The delicate words spilt out of her mouth sounded like melodies to Chris’s eyes.
Fiona nodded, “I need you to verbally tell me sweetheart.”
Chris threw her on the bed the second he heard yes come from her mouth. He climbed over her delicate body embracing her into a long, passionate kiss. “Fuck baby, you don’t even know how long I’ve been waiting for this.”
He kissed her lips all the way down to her collarbone as he unbuttoned his shirt revealing his abs and scars all over his chest. Fiona ran her hand across every single one.
“Can I take this off sweetheart,” Chris said referring to the black nightgown she had on.
Fiona nodded, he quickly peeled the fabric off her exposing her pale breasts and pink panties. Chris took it all in, “fuck.” He groaned.
He ran his fingers over the wet spot on Fiona’s panties making her whole body twitch. “So wet for me already sweetheart?” Fiona bit her lip violently, nodding her head.
He chuckled to himself as he gently pushed the thin fabric to the side and dipped his two fingers into Fiona’s pussy. A soft moan escaped Fiona’s mouth, only making Chris harder than he already was.
He began to pump his fingers at quick speed, “fuck Chris,” Fiona’s started to clench around Chris’s fingers he thought he might lose circulation. A coil began to tighten in Fiona’s abdomen.
Then right as Fiona teetered on the edge of climaxing Chris added in a third finger continuing to pump violently fast and just like that the coil in Fiona’s stomach snapped, making her unravel in Chris’s arms as she rode out her high. She whimpered as Chris overstimulated her with his fingers.
“Please Chris,” she whimpered
“Please what? Use your words baby,” Chris condescendingly said knowing it would irritate Fiona.
“I need you!” She whined,
“If you insist,” with that, Chris rapidly took off his pants and boxers along with Fiona’s panties. Uncovering his big, hard dick, Fiona has seen it before plenty of times but for some reason seeing it now made her a little bit nervous. “It’s really big..”
Chris chuckled, “you can take it.”
Chris began to pump himself a couple times before lining up with her entrance. “You ready baby?”
Fiona whimpered in response, Chris then gave one good thrust inside Fiona’s tight hole. He eased himself in until he bottomed out. Fiona suddenly felt a painfully good type of fullness she has never felt before. The pleasure mixed with pain made Fiona see stars.
Chris waited until Fiona fully adjusted and once she did he began to thrust in and out of her at an unapologetically fast pace.
“Fuckkk-Chris!” She moaned, Chris leaned down to swallow each and every one of Fiona’s sweet whimpers.
Chris lifted Fiona’s legs up onto his shoulders unlocking a new angle that made Fiona’s brain go fuzzy.
“Ugh-f-fuck…daddy,” Fiona unintentionally moaned out, as aggressively thrusted into her. Chris’s rhythm faltered for a moment after hearing her say that. Fiona was too fucked out to even realize what she said but Chris wasn’t.
“Say that again,” Chris’s words finally got Fiona’s attention. “Hmmmm,” Fiona hummed, still super cock drunk.
“Say. It. Again.” Chris ordered and immediately Fiona understood what he was referring to.
Chris picked up his pace, getting even more turned on by Fiona’s words. “Fuck, ugh…d-daddy t-too much.” Fiona whimpered as a couple tears prickled down her face. But Chris did not care, he was too lost in how good Fiona’s walls felt around him.
Fiona walls once again started to clench around Chris, he could tell she was close. “You needa cum baby?”
Fiona moaned uncontrollably as she nodded, “Y-Yes daddy,”
Fiona’s climax hit suddenly, sending shockwaves through her body. Her back intensely arched and her eyes rolled to the back of her head as she rode the wave of her high once again.
Following not too short after her, Chris’s dick began to twitch once he felt Fiona’s walls clench around him. And with that he gave one last thrust before releasing his load into Fiona.
“Fuck sweetheart, you trying to kill me?”
Fiona giggled, as she ran her hands through his messy hair. Chris cautiously attempted to pull out but Fiona quickly stopped him. “Wait, wait…can you just keep it in for a little longer.” She asked not wanting the full feeling to go away.
Chris was slightly surprised, he wasn’t expecting that from her but he definitely wasn’t gonna say no. “As you wish,” he mumbled.
Chris then laid down next to Fiona making sure to not accidentally pull out. Then he wrapped his arms around her to keep her close. She nuzzled her face into his chest and for a while, they sat in peaceful silence.
Chris played with little strands of Fiona’s hair as Fiona drew circles on Chris' back. After some time passed Chris finally spoke up, “you know…I never killed the bunny.”
Fiona whipped her head up to look at Chris, “I know I’m a cruel man but still I wouldn’t do something like that to you.” He admitted,
“Where is it then? You said you were going to put it out of its misery.”
Chris drew in a sharp breath, “I was but then my heart just stopped me from doing it. I gave it to one of the maids to take to the vet so he can properly heal. The bunny should be back here in a couple days.”
Fiona gasped, “really! I-I get to keep the bunny!”
She squealed, “Thank you baby, I love you so much” she hugged him even tighter than she was before.
“I love you too sweetheart,” Chris murmured,
After another pause in their conversation Chris spoke again, “You’re mine forever…you know that right?”
“Of course I do,” she whispered
“I’m yours forever and ever and ever and ev-”
Suddenly Fiona stopped, Chris looked down at her and realized she had fallen asleep.
“Goodnight my love,” Chris kissed the top of Fiona’s head before finally letting himself drift off into sleep.
Written by: nessabarrettlover101 DO NOT COPY
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