sharp+swift

The bass of Nine Inch Nails Closer vibrated under the thick platform of your thigh high boots Your eyes scanning the VIP tables that were closed off along the edges of the dance floor. Searching for the big brown eyes you came here for.

You have been playing this game of cat and mouse with the Corroded Coffin front man Eddie Munson for a few weeks now when his band would wander into the club after playing a show. Neither one of you willing to admit defeat and make the first move. Instead you let him eye fuck you for hours on the dance floor. Every week your dresses would get shorter and skimpier trying to break his resolve. You refuse to lose. Not to a rockstar.

Tonight your black velvet dress barely leaves anything to the imagination. The hem resting at the top of your thighs, a slit on the right side showing the leather garter wrapped around you. Your tits on full display, a black choker wrapped around your neck connected in the middle by a metal heart. You were going to break him tonight.

You see his dark, long curly messy hair before you see his eyes but when you do they are already on you. Hungry and devouring. He found you first.

The big black boots on his feet are menacing, his leather clad legs spread wide. A simple white shirt fitting every muscle like it was altered for his body, the short sleeves are cuffed giving you the perfect few of his tattooed covered arms. His fingers littered in chunky rings are clasped together resting over his plump lips, dark eyes watching you intently over his knuckles. He’s ready for his show.

You let me violate you.

You let me desecrate you.

You let me penetrate you.

You decide you’re going to acknowledge him tonight, something you’ve never done before. Maintaining eye contact you start swaying you hips to the beat of the music. Biting your your pierced glossed lip you wiggle your fingers at him.

You see his posture straighten slightly at your gesture his hands moving lower giving you a glimpse of the smirk spreading over his face. He raises a few fingers back at you. Still he doesn’t move.

This was going to be harder then you thought.

You let your hands wander up the smooth skin of your thighs squeezing lightly as they make their way up your body going over the curves of your breasts, your long black nails grazing your nipples feeling them perk at the sensation.

This has him sitting up, leg bouncing, his hands aren’t blocking his face anymore giving you a perfect view of the jaw you would love to trace with your tongue. His ringed fingers gripping the arms of his chair hard enough to see the whites of his knuckles. His control is resolving.

It’s working.

Closing your eyes you get lost in the sound of Trent Reznor’s voice, your small hands making work all over your body, nails dragging over your exposed skin. You spin around so your back is facing him, you want him to get a good view of your ass. You opted to for-go your panties tonight.

I wanna fuck you like an animal, I wanna feel you from the inside.

I wanna fuck you like an animal, my whole existence is flawed.

You get me closer to god.

You raise your hands in the air, twisting your hips in a way that you know has him hypnotized. The bottom of your dress rising up, giving him a glimpse of the lack fabric underneath. You turn to face him again licking your lips.

The look he’s giving you is so intense you have to close your eyes again your own resolve in question now. You can feel your arousal start to coat the inside of your thighs. He was fucking trouble.

You can have my isolation.

You can have the hate that it brings.

You can have my absence of faith.

You can have my everything.

The smell of cigarettes and cologne hit you like a tidal wave. You don’t even have to open your eyes to know he’s in front of you. His fingers gripping your waist so tightly you feel the bite of his metal rings in your sides. You open your eyes, he’s looking at you like he wants to eat you alive. You can’t help when you squeeze your thighs together, picking up on it, a knowing smile creeps up on his plump lips. He pulls you flush against him and you can feel everything. Your little show has him rock hard, his leather pants not hiding anything from you.

You can feel his hot breath on your neck making a shiver run down your spine. His mouth so close to you, you can feel his lips ghost against the shell of your ear. Inhaling your scent deeply.

“You like torturing me sweetheart?” His voice is like velvet and it goes straight to your throbbing cunt.

He doesn’t let you answer him before he pushes you against the wall in the back corner of the dance floor. You’re only slightly concealed by the lack of lights. The bass of the music is so loud vibrates against the walls shooting through your body. His musk even more overpowering, he was every where. He pushes your legs apart with his knee, resting himself between you hips all you would have to do is push forward a little and your hot center would be pressed against the muscle of his thigh. His hands grabbing yours roughly pinning them over your head. Once he gets you where he wants you he holds your small wrists with one hand, his free one ghosts over your curves until they reach the bare skin of your thigh. His finger tips find your garter tugging at it slightly.

“You wear this for me?” His are eyes holding a mischievous look, a smug grin breaking across his face.

“Wouldn’t you be so lucky.” You tease arching your brow. You’re mocking him.

He sucks his teeth hard at your response before he starts moving his fingers up your dress and it takes everything you have not to push your hips forward getting them to where you want them most. His calloused tips touch the inside of your thigh where he can feel your slick. He groans loudly eyes rolling in the back of his head.

“You’re dripping down your leg baby. You don’t need to keep playing hard to get.”

He pushes his thigh hard into your throbbing core making you throw your head back. Eddie uses this to his advantage, his teeth graze at your pulse point eliciting the most pornographic moan from your lips. Sucking hard, he wants to mark you up, stake his claim. Your dress is bunched up at your hips as you shamelessly ride his thigh. The leather making it so slick your able to move exactly how you want to. You can feel the rubber band inside you start to tighten, begging to snap.

“Fuuuuck” You breathe shuddering finally surrendering to what you had wanted all along.

You break your hands out of his grasp one hand landing on his shoulder the other grabbing his jaw roughly detaching him from your neck. His face looks puckered between your fingers, eyes black and blown out. You crash your lips into his hungrily teeth clanking together. His tongue begs for entrance to your mouth almost instantly, the kiss is desperate and sloppy. Your rhythm on his thigh starts to become sporadic as you get closer to your release. When he senses that your close his strong fingers dig into your hips holding you still. You can’t help the whine that comes out. He finally breaks away from the kiss, his lips swollen and pink, there’s a light sheen of gloss from yours.

“You don’t get to cum that easily, not after weeks of teasing.” He chastises. One of his hands moves from you hip sliding to your neck where his grip is firm. Your eyes roll in the back if your head at the feeling, this was even better then you imagined. “God your such a dirty fucking girl” he groans at your reaction.

All of the sudden he pulls his leg from between yours. Your eyes snap open at the loss of contact.

“What. The. Fuck.” You seethe your angry expression causes him to chuckle darkly before flipping you around shoving you face first into the wall, the hand on your neck is now buried in your hair pulling you back to his chest. His other hand has a firm grip on your hips pulling your ass against the hardness of his cock thats straining under the thin fabric of his pants. Without your underwear the feeling makes you almost cum right there on the spot. Your body shuddering under his touch.

Help me tear down my reason.

Help me its your sex I can smell.

Help me you make me perfect.

Help me become somebody else.

Someone could easily be watching what you two are doing to each other in the dark corner, but neither one of you care. Finally allowing yourselves to lose control.

“I want you to beg you little brat.” His teeth are clenched as he whispers in your ear. His words send another wave of arousal to your center you know you have to be making a mess of his pants. You both love it.

“No.” You look up at him smiling defiantly.

The smack you feel on your ass is so hard you can hear it over the music. Your body jutting forward slightly.

“Beg.” His grip on your hair is so tight, if you weren’t so turned on you think it might be painful.

You push your hips back, your dripping core hitting him where he’s sensitive. You hear him hiss fingers digging into.

“You fucking beg.” You spit pushing back into him again with more force.

You feel his rings this time as he slaps your ass again, it’s even harder then before. His mouth attacking your neck, biting harshly at the bruises already forming from before licking them after each assault. He’s leaving you a whimpering mess and you clench around nothing from his actions. You feel his hand leave your hip and slide down the front of your dress, fingers dancing dangerously close to where you need them most.

“Come on baby, let me make you feel good. I know how bad you need it.” His voice is desperate in your ear as the tips of his fingers trail up your wet slit. “You just need to say please.” He dips his middle finger into your hole making you cry out at the feeling. It was starting to hurt how turned on you were.

It’s not even your voice when please’s start falling from your lips like a prayer.

“God, Eddie please, please, I need it, I need it so bad.” You buck yourself into his hand to emphasize how desperate you were.

You can feel his cock twitch at your words, he groans loudly in your ear.

“Good. Fucking. Girl.”

His finger leaves your pussy making you feel empty and you whimper at the loss of contact. Your hands reaching behind you desperately trying to push his pants down, you never needed anything more in your life.

“So needy for my dick huh pretty girl?” He nips at your ear lobe pushing your hands away accomplishing what you had originally set out to do. He pushes them down just enough to free his cock, its so hard that it looks mad, pre cum leaking from the tip. He hisses as his fingers wrap around himself his grip on your hair tightening “Look what you did to me, all this fucking teasing. I’m gonna make sure you can’t walk tomorrow sweetheart, and every time it hurts to sit down I want you to think of me and how good I fucked you. I’m going to make you addicted to this dick.”

His words make you shudder a low desperate whine leaving your mouth when you feel him start to line himself up at your entrance.

“So fucking wet.” He groans before bottoming out in you completely. His hand leaves your hair pulling you against him again, his ringed fingers covering your mouth trying to silence your loud moan at the feeling of him fully inside you. The angle he’s hitting mixed with all of his teasing has you already teetering over the edge, your hands push out against the wall as he thrusts wildly inside of you, his motions are hard and angry. He’s punishing you for all of those nights he couldn’t be buried inside you.

I want to fuck you like an animal.

I want to feel you from the inside.

I want to fuck you like an animal.

Everything starts hitting you all at once, all the build up, the rubber band in your stomach is getting tighter and tighter. You aren’t going to last much longer, not with his punishing pace.

“Ed-Eddie I’m-I’m gonna cum” You manage to get out from around his hand.

His thrusts get even harder somehow from your words. His grip on your hip even tighter.

“Go ahead baby. Cover my cock.” He sucks at your pulse point as he says it, that’s all you need for the rubber band to snap. You’re seeing white as you come undone around him, his grip on your mouth gets harder trying to muffle yours screams. “That’s it, cum all over daddy.” He groans close to his own release at the feeling of your clenching walls. When you start to come down his hand finally leaves your lips so he can use it to grab your other hip pushing himself into even deeper chasing his own release.

“Cum inside me Daddy, I wanna feel it” You whine, trying to meet his rough movements. Your words with your desperate thrusts make him come tumbling down. His fingers are digging so deep into your sides as he shoots his hot seed inside of you, you know there’s going to be bruises. His face buried in your neck as he comes undone mumbling in coherently you make out something that sounds like “So fucking good.”

You both stand there for a minute not daring to talk or pull apart, needing a moment to catch your breath and remember where you were at. His lips are leaving small kisses all over your neck and shoulders anywhere there is exposed skin.

When you told him to cum inside you, you weren’t even taking into account you decided not to wear underwear for this very reason. Eddie will be leaking from you the whole way home, and you hate that the thought sends another wave of arousal to your core. When he pulls out of you he makes sure to use his fingers to push his cum back inside of you.

“I want you to keep this inside of you all night, do you understand me?” He asks as he pushes your dress back down to where it was suppose to be before tucking himself back into his pants. You can see the wet stains that have been left all over him, they gleam when the lights hit them. He looks like just of a fucked out mess as you and you love it.

You bite your bottom lip and nodding, feeling vulnerable after what had just happened in the corner of the club.

Using his thumb he pulls your lip from between your teeth, his eyes are soft.

“I need to hear you tell me you understand baby, use your words.”

“Yes, I understand...daddy” You add for good measure.

He closes his eyes at the new pet name hearing you say it again makes his cock twitch in response.

“Good, now why don’t we get out of here. I’m not quite done with you yet. You have weeks worth of teasing to make up for sweet heart.”

you nod vigorously. "yes, please. eddie- your cock feels so fuck- oh! so fucking amazing,"

"yeah?" his lips twitch into a smirk, your thighs aching, smushed between his chest and yours. "you make such pretty sounds for me, babe. keep doing it for me, okay? so pretty. so pretty pretty pretty...."

his nose buries in the nape of your neck as he starts thrusting again. his heavy balls slap against your puckered rim, your ass rippling at every pound of his, a puddle beneath you that makes the covers stick onto the pudge of your ass.

eddie scatters heat across your neck to your shoulder, a suckle on your jawline and a lick on your pulse point before he lifts his head up to capture your mouth into a hot kiss.

open mouthed, his tongue ventures and grazes yours into a hellish kiss. eddie's pistons faster, one knee pressed against the bed to move deeper, and suddenly he breaks away from you. his darkened eyes of lust rolls to the back of his skull, his head throwing back in ecstasy when your walls clench around him.

your moans go higher, shorter and louder, blunt nails digging onto the thick flesh of his back, a translucent mess glinting from his happy trail to his coarse hair above his dick that has been dampened from your previous orgasms, his bare cock lathered of your white fluids.

"'m gonna cum," he groans, eyebrows connecting while his mouth opens wider to moan just as lewd as yours. "fuck, baby, gonna cum inside you. gonna fill you up until you're all swollen down here in your pretty little belly. fuck you full, yeah? bet you'd like that don't you? filthy girl."

"yes! yes cum in me," you pant into his neck. "gimme your cum, baby. breed me. breed my fucking pussy,"

he gasps out a laugh when his forehead falls down to rest against yours. "shit, honey!"