MJ

He had stormed into your office full of a familiar fury. Your door was barely shut as he started to tear off his own clothing. The mess he made was a familiar one, and you wondered if he collected his clothes when all was said and done with pride or shame. You expected the latter, he hated the hold you had on him after all. In his eyes, you were beneath him. Everyone was beneath him.

"Zeno, what a surprise." Your voice was dripping with sarcasm. Gideon rarely made drops by this facility, and when he did, Zeno was in your office the minute their meeting was over. You always new to expect him, but he had never come in such rush before. "Did you work yourself up thinking about me on the way over?"

"Shut up and do something useful with your mouth," he growled. You scoffed, but motioned him to walk over to you anyway. His attitude had always been bad to say the least. Nobody else would put up with him, not that he had much time to look around these days. Everything was coming to a head, so all of his time was spent either in your office or preparing for the end.

You grabbed the base of his cock and squeezed as you gave him his only warning, "Watch yourself. I can send you back out there to sit and sulk. You came running to me, remember that baby."

Zeno grit his teeth as he turned his head away from you. He wouldn't wince or show that your grip hurt, but you knew he liked the pain. The lines had a tendency to blur when you were together in a way that would have made anyone else think you were both crazy. A little part of you probably was, the viral enhancements had rewritten a lot of your brain and body.

"Baby? You're going soft on me," he snickered. His breath caught when you leaned forward, slowly dragging your mouth down his abdomen. You playfully nipped at his hip bones before you took his cock into your mouth. "Fuck, that's it."

Zeno's hands balled up into fists around your hair as he started to move your head up and down his cock. You knew that he could cum, he had before, so you were careful to watch him. This wasn't going to be all about him, but you'd give him a bit of control for now. Zeno needed it, and maybe a small part of you liked the way he wasn't afraid to get rough with you. Zeno knew what had been done to you for the most part, so he knew that you could handle more than any normal person.

"I like you so much better when you're quiet," Zeno muttered as he pushed your head down all the way. Hair tickled your nose, trimmed neatly just like he always was. Zeno was deliberate in the way he kept himself. He needed to be perfect, it was compulsive and obsessive. You didn't give him perfect, but that was why he kept coming back to you.

He opened his mouth to say something else, but you stopped it in his throat. Your nails dug into the skin of his thigh, sharp enough to draw blood. Zeno pulled his hips back as he ripped your mouth away from his cock. Shock was evident on his face, but he made no attempt to tell you off. Zeno seemed to understand perfectly what would happen now as you stood up in front of him.

"On the desk. I know how hard it can be for you hold yourself up when things get hot," you teased. Zeno let you corner him against the desk and watched silently as you reached beneath your own skirt to pull your underwear down. You kept your clothes on to keep up the illusion that you didn't think he was worth dressing for. Truthfully, if you hated him as much as both of you pretended to despise each other, he wouldn't have even come into your office in the first place.

You let him hike your skirt up and placed your leg on the desk behind him. Zeno shuddered at the heat of your cunt so close to his cock. Your hand guided him to your entrance, grazing the tip back and forth teasingly. The thrill of feeling you without any barriers had Zeno's cock dripping with pre-cum. You could feel the extra slickness as you sank down around him with ease. Your body was practically molded to his at this point, like you were made to get each other off.

"Fuck yes," Zeno moaned as you started to move. The pace was fast and hard enough to leave bruises on both of you. Zeno was already worked up, but you kept a tight grip in his hair to keep him from getting too close. He could barely move his hips to meet yours with your thigh pinning him down, but he still tried to every single time you pulled away with a pause.

"Put your hand between my legs and rub. I'll leave you like this if you stop. I swear to God, Zeno, don't stop," you told him. He licked along his fingers before they ventured down in between your legs. He found your clit and moved his fingers in the tight circles he had come to learn you liked. The pressure was light, but increased with each thrust of your hips into him. "That's it. Fuck, maybe you're good for something after all."

"Shut the fuck up," Zeno bit back. He didn't have much room to think of anything better to say, not that you had a teasing retort either. You pulled him in for a kiss, one that was little more than a clash of tongues and teeth. Zeno refrained from biting you as you pulled away, rewarded with a long lick along his neck before you sucked a hickey just below his jaw. "I'm close."

"We can keep going." Your leg wrapped around him a little tighter as your movements grew faster. You were bouncing rapidly on him now without allowing yourself to be empty for even a second. Zeno's head fell back as you felt his cock twitch inside of you. The feeling of warmth that filled you as he came inside of you set something off deep in the pit of your stomach. Your hand covered his as you made him still his movements.

"Jesus Christ," Zeno swore. His breaths came in heavy pants as he tried and failed to collect himself. Your cunt had him in a vice grip as you clenched around him. Every inch of him was buried inside of you until the aftershocks of your orgasm ebbed away. Zeno held you up as he sat on the desk, your face buried against his chest. "Looks like I'm not the only one who gets a little weak in the knees."

"But you are the only one who can't just go again," you teased. Zeno scoffed, but whatever witty comment he had thought of died with the brush of your fingers along his length. You watched with slight disappointment as he softened. You slumped back into your chair, ignoring the rush that you felt as his cum ran down your thigh. "Put your clothes on, then you can walk me back to my housing unit. I hate the labs at night, I can hear too much."

"Will you be inviting me inside again?" Zeno asked. There was a teasing lilt to his voice, as if he could suddenly stomach the idea of a night with you. It almost always ended violently, so you had to turn him away. Neither of you could manage to be around each other for more than an hour or two at a time, and even then, that pushed the limits of your restraint.

Grace is naturally submissive, even after Raccoon City and the Rhodes Hill Institute. She definitely has more confidence in her day to day life, but submitting to you is more of a comfort thing than anything.

You like touching Grace, it's definitely your preference, but Grace does ask to touch you more after everything. You don't like "pillow princessing" so you find ways that both of you can get off at the same time.

Grace is really bad at things like teasing or being a brat. You can shut all of that sort of thing down with little more than a look or a verbal warning.

She's so eager to please you, so you're careful never to ask too much of her. Grace tends to ignore her own boundaries for you, something that you try to work on with her.

The stoplight color system is your go-to because even when she gets fucked out, she can respond to your check-ins. Normally if you check in, you're close to calling things because she looks exhausted.

Grace shies away from your affection a little during aftercare. She gets really bashful when you're looking at her so lovingly when she's panting and sweaty. She loves it, she just wishes that you'd look away a little more.

Praise Grace and she's practically gushing around your fingers. Humiliation works the same for her, but you prefer to give her praise. You're definitely more of a soft dom than anything else (although you tend to push her limits when it comes to orgasms and overstimulation)

Grace begs for everything, and you're always sure to reward her for it. She asks so sweetly when she needs to cum or be fucked harder that you've never really tried edging or denying her. It has nothing to do with the fact that you're also secretly putting in her hands (it 100% does)

Grace has a lot of shame and guilt buried deep inside of herself, so sometimes she needs less of the loving and intimate stuff that you're prone to. Rough nights are fun, but it takes a toll on both of you. Grace is always there to give you the comfort you might need too after you've taken care of her.

The few boundaries she was adamant about from the start stay up, and that's why you're careful about how much you tease her in public. She did almost throw caution to the wind once when you both got a little tipsy at the bar, but you made her wait until you got a cab home first.

She's entitled to say the very least. Alcina doesn't ask if you'll do things like suck her off or let her pin you down against the mattress so much as she just expects it.

Alcina likes being in control and using her size to her advantage when she's fucking you. She will always be fairly gentle, but you don't get an inch to try and squirm around while she's having her way with you.

The size is fitting because she'd feel embarrassed if it wasn't. Lucky for you, Alcina's fingers do a great job of stretching you out before she even begins to tease you with the tip (she loves watching you try to buck your hips for more with no avail)

It's rare for Alcina to let you ride her, but she learns that she likes the sight of it in the bath. She's still shoving your hips down to force as much of herself inside of you as she can, but at least this way you can control more of the pace.

After you take her strap, you're practically bedridden for a few days. She only breaks it out for special occasions and your recovery is absolutely held as sacred. None of her daughters are allowed to bother her for any reason while she takes care of you.

Ashley's stamina isn't the best, so she prefers to be on the bottom when she uses the strap-on. She tries to keep pace with you, but sometimes you go so fast that she can only manage to clumsily buck her hips up and hope for the best.

She's in heaven when you bring home a double-sided dildo for the first time, but you quickly learn that you have to be the one who fucks her with it because otherwise Ashley loses all her focus.

Ashley prefers for you to use the strap on her, but she'll never say no to the opportunity to watch you ride her. She's so attentive touching you that even if she stutters with her rhythm, Ashley still makes you cum.

Even if she's fucking you, Ashley is moaning and whining like she's the one being fucked. You know that when she's on top, the harness rubs against her in a way that can get her close, but it's never quite enough to make her cum.

Sometimes you like to have her bend you over and fuck you while she's still got her skirt on. Ashley always gets really shy about it, especially when you drag her in front of a mirror and stare at her while you beg for her to fuck you harder.

Bela's ability to control herself in comparison to her sisters goes out the window when she puts the strap on. Prepare yourself for a long night because Bela won't stop until she's satisfied with how ruined you are.

She's always rough with it, grabbing and moving you into whatever position she wants. Bela prefers to be on top of you, spreading your body beneath hers and fucking you relentlessly.

The aftercare is always good, especially because Bela assigns a maid to tend to you. She wants to be close to you, so the maid just gets you whatever you need.

Bela gives you little breaks between what feels like an eternity of sex. In the quieter moments, you tend to cuddle. If you're really lucky, Bela lets you touch her or grinds against your thigh to get herself off.

You learned once the hard way that sucking her strap is a no-go because Bela will get overexcited. She will settle for just fucking you because Bela prefers to hear the noises you make when she fucks you over the muffled noises of her strap in your mouth.

Cassandra likes to lay back and let you do the work at first, but you eventually always goad her into pinning you down. You do have to be careful how much you push because she loves an excuse to punish you.

Her strap is longer than it is thick because she likes to see the bulge when she fucks you. Cassandra is always going as deep as she can get with every thrust.

There's not a lot of kissing or anything unless you kiss her. She huffs and puffs about it like she's annoyed, but leans into every press of your lips.

Cassandra is mean when she fucks you. She'll hold your orgasms hostage, make you beg with tears streaming down your cheeks, and then tease you about being a sensitive whore. The humiliation makes your skin burn, but arousal so much sharper.

She doesn't want to be the only one getting rough. Cassandra will purposefully cross lines verbally to goad you into smacking or scratching her. She loves the pain and finds it more pleasurable than when you make her "act soft"

Daniela likes to go fast and hard, normally from behind. She grabs your hips with a tight grip and holds you up because eentually your knees always give out.

She gets excited, but she's definitely eager to please you. If you tell her to just lay back and let you have your way, there's a 60% chance that she manages to listen.

You're rarely in one place when she's fucking you. Daniela likes to carry you around in her arm and pin you to various walls around her room (sometimes in other rooms in the castle if she thinks you won't get caught)

She's loud and expects you to also be loud. Daniela takes it as a personal challenge to make you scream without getting any of her torture tools. She's adamant about not purposefully hurting you.

Daniela likes making sure that you're completely filled, so whatever hole is unoccupied by her strap is getting her fingers if the position allows for it. If not, Daniela has no issue acquiring a plug or another toy to do the job instead.

Donna likes using the strap because it's easier to put distance between your bodies. She loves you so much it makes her crazy, but she gets so nervous when it comes to intimacy.

She mutters a lot of praise while she fucks you. It's quiet, almost whispered and definitely meant to be hidden beneath your moans. Donna loses it when you start praising her back, like a complete mental shutdown.

The strap leads to other things, and suddenly, sex feels a lot less scary for Donna. She stops trying to keep herself so hidden. It's not letting you in all the way, but it's a lot more than before.

Donna works on pollen blends to act as aphrodisiacs and with consent, she'll give you flashes of images that she knows will arouse you. That turns out to be something she does a lot outside of the bedroom.

Donna starts out just trying to have sex with some space between you to burying herself deep inside of you while cuddling. That ends up being her favorite position and yours because you can hear her with so much more clarity than before.

Grace is nervous as hell at first. She refuses to even try to talk to you as she fidgets and checks herself out in the mirror to make sure she doesn't look completely ridiculous.

She goes slowly, but it's clear that Grace has watched someone else do this before. You tease her about it, which leads to Grace pulling up her second, secret Reddit account and showing you the subs she was in.

Grace gets a toy to practice fucking when you're not around. You come over to surprise her one day and catch her. It's a little pathetic watching her grunt as she fucks her toy, but you find it so hot.

You learn little ways to get Grace to be rough with you. It's mostly tugging at her hair because you try not to scratch her. That leaves really deep red marks no matter how lightly you think you're scratching.

It's rare that Grace gets drunk, but you learned after a friend's wedding that Grace fucks hard when she's drunk. There's a layer of restraint that gets burned away and suddenly, she's greedy and just wants to see you squirt.

Miranda expects you to worship her for your reward. She knows how good she is, and it's only after you make her cum that she'll don your stupid sex toy and fuck you.

She enjoys herself, and it's all light work for her physically. Miranda doesn't let you boss her around, but she is shockingly considerate of what positions you favor.

Miranda acts like she thinks the whole ordeal is beneath her, but you've seen the way her face lights up when you wrap your lips around her strap. Technically, neither one of you can really feel anything when you suck her off, but it happens too often for her to deny that she likes it.

Eventually, it becomes a way for her to vent frustrations. If a meeting goes awry, you know to expect a long night "comforting" Miranda. You also know that you'll have to wear high collars and scarves for the next week because she loves marking you.

Miranda starts wearing the strap-on around, especially if the two of you go to one of the churches. She loves fucking you on her altars, but never when someone could catch a glimpse of your body.

You used it on her first, and for a long time, Sherry wasn't interested in trying. She liked using her fingers and mouth, but then you asked nervously and Sherry thought you looked too cute to refuse.

She smothers both the toy and your cunt in lube. Everything is slick and Sherry kind of fumbles around at first, but she's always been a quick learner. Sherry figures out to use a little less even though she loves how you look all wet.

Sherry likes to hold you while she fucks you. She's touching you as much as possible. There is no escaping Sherry, she takes over every single one of your senses when you're in bed together.

After a little while, Sherry asks if she can get a bigger toy. You take a little time to get used to the new stretch, and once you do, she shocks you with a surprise: fake cum. It took a lot of restraint while you were adjusting not to let that one slip.