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THEA: Thea had been teasing and toying with Patrick Donovan for going on 5 years now. She was not sure what exactly in her mind made this all change now. Maybe it had to do with the amount of people Patrick had been with was decreasing significantly, or maybe it was about the place they were now residing in, or maybe it was just that she got tired of playing games. But now in the matter of days, she had kissed him, shortly dominated him, and even lightly sexted with him. If they were both back in New York still, she wondered if any of this would have happened. 

Their conversation last night had been frank. Thea had never felt like she loved anyone. Well, she loved her family and her friends, but that all felt platonic. When she had watched romantic movies, it felt like too much. She didn't need the perfect person, she was perfect all on her own. Of course, part of her thought maybe it had to do with her issues with her father, abandonment, vulnerability, but that just wasn't something Thea wanted to think about.

What she did want to think about was what she would wear. She wanted this memory imprinted in Patrick's brain, even though she was sure it would be no matter what she wore. But she decided on an ensemble she had gotten from The Bikini Bottom. A tiny black robe with a matching slip and tights. Underneath was the lingerie set she had shown in the picture the night prior. It was fucking go time. 

PATRICK: There had been so many times when Patrick's friends had told him to just stop trying to get with Thea. 'She doesn't want anything to do with you', 'she just wants to be your friend', 'what do you care, anyway, you're sleeping with half of New York' - it didn't matter. He'd set his sights on Thea, and he was stubborn about it. Not that he was trying to force the girl to do something that she didn't want to do, but the chemistry between the two of them was undeniable. He'd never been told no, as far as he was aware, which was why he hadn't stopped trying to charm her over. But now, it had happened. Whatever it was that tipped it over the edge, he was grateful, because it had felt like he'd been floating around on a giant, pink sky, ever since she'd kissed him. Perhaps there really was something in the water on this island.

The two of them had gotten close over the years, she knew what a big softie he was, when people got to know him. He would put up a facade, a wall, to strangers, not wanting to let just anyone in - but that didn't mean that he wasn't capable of loving. He loved Thea, with all of his heart; she was his friend, and one that he respected and wanted nothing but happiness for. Did he have feelings for her? Absolutely, he wasn't going to deny that. But her rejection hadn't hurt him, because he hadn't expected anything specific from her; especially not after 5 years of chasing after her. And it wasn't going to change anything between them, he would make sure of that. No, instead, he praised himself lucky that he got this chance to be with her, and instantly ran to his bedroom to get ready, almost stumbling over himself.

He had tried so hard not to masturbate, after Thea had joked about being more pent up when they finally got to do things. He was going to have to try even harder to not cum the moment he saw her, but he was determined to succeed. He wanted to surprise her. After a quick shower, Patrick put Thea's black panties on, trying to tuck everything away and failing. It was clear that he was too big in the thong, underneath his black jeans but he reminded himself that this was for the Domme, and that it was worth it. The white t-shirt enhanced his muscles, and he made sure to spray a bit of cologne on his body, wanting to present himself in a nice way. He quickly threw a bunch of things into a bag, and off he went, walking as fast as he could, so he could have more time with the Hudson girl. Eagerly knocking the door, Patrick tried to adjust himself in the panties, uncomfortably moving around on the spot as he felt himself slip out of it. He heard the door open, and quickly managed to pull his hand out of his pants, and when he turned to look at the girl in front of him, he was so surprised. “I-” He breathed out, not knowing what to really say - his brain wasn’t working. Only one part of his body was. “I’m so hard, right now.”

THEA: Thea had told him to bring whatever he would like and she had ensured he was wearing her panties she had given him as a gift the last time he was over. She had also made her third pair of booty shorts that read "Thea's bitch" on the back of them. When she heard the knock on the door, she casually walked down the stairs. She was denying any type of excitement, although she felt herself already wet with anticipation. As she opened the door, she saw the end of him taking his hands out of his pants. A sly smirk already on her face as he reacted to her outfit. His words made her chuckle a bit before she looked him over. "As a courtesy, you should wait on your knees when you are waiting for a Dominant to open the door for you. When they let you in is only when you should stand," she informs him before saying. "You may come in and take of your clothes, then kneel at the foot of the stairs." She turned around giving him a view of her back as she walked back inside and stepped on to the first step.

PATRICK: He had to snap out of it. He was just staring at her, and those long, lean legs of hers continuing for the longest time, and how it seemed like the fabric of her outfit just melted onto her skin. God, she looked delectable and it almost made him drool. But she was speaking, and Patrick wanted to be a good Submissive, so he snapped out of it - as much as he could. He'd already failed the first, and probably simplest task. He'd been on his knees outside of Matthias' house, but the guards that had brought him had basically forced him down there. It made sense now. Feeling his cheeks burn, Patrick nodded, wiping the surprised look off of his face, and instead turning serious. "I apologize for my mistake, my muse. It won't happen again," He told her, and walked in as he was ordered to. He couldn't help but look up at Thea as he following after her, his t-shirt slipping up and over his head in the process, revealing the muscles that he'd worked hard to get. He unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants, sliding them down his legs, and kicked his shoes and socks off. There, he stood in front of the Domme, his dick clearly twitching and peeking out of the small garment, and he let her take a look at him for a moment, before he knelt down in front of her. "What can I do for you, my muse?"

THEA: She enjoyed the title she had picked out for him to call her. It was appropriate, considering their history together, plus it was unique to just him. "Good bitch," she said to him making sure the door was locked as she watches from a stair above as he takes off his clothes for her. Watching as the final item of clothing went down his body and the only thing he had on was her thong. It covered practically nothing, especially as he began to harden in front of her. He looked like he had been chiseled from a Greek artist, "You're like my little Adonis," she said with a mischievous grin before he goes to his knees. "First you will recite your safe word, your hard limits, and your soft limits for me. Then I shall bring you up to my room."

PATRICK: A little smirk grew on his lips, the edge of his lip curling upwards, at the compliment. He knew that he looked good, but for Thea to acknowledge it was something different. He cleared his throat, getting ready to list everything he needed to for the woman in front of him. "My safe word is 'Voodoo'. My hard limits are gore, scat, vomit, vore, breath play, watersports. My soft limit is pegging." Patrick told her, looking up at her through hooded eyes. He couldn't help but look, there was no one quite like Thea. The way that she kept up with his wit and silly little comments sometimes, and how she wasn't afraid to put him in his place - her outfit was just a bonus. An amazing bonus, at that. The way it fell over her body, revealing every curve got him moaning quietly to himself. She wasn't even doing anything, she was just standing there, and he was already going crazy for her.

THEA: "Good, stand, pick up all your things, and then follow," she said with a small grin. Although she would have wanted to try breath play with him, she understood that it was off limits for him and she wasn't going to question that. Her eyes looked over his body once more before she turned around and climbed up the stairs towards her room, as she went, she slipped off her robe and once getting in the room, tossed it on the small bench at the foot of her bed. Once inside the room, she looked down at Patrick in her thong once more. This would be the first time he was fully naked in front of her so she took a moment before saying, "You may remove the thong, my little Adonis."

PATRICK: Patrick's eyes followed Thea the first couple of steps upstairs, before he finally realized what he was supposed to do. He quickly got up and gathered his things in his arms and rushed upstairs, trailing behind her. Entering into the bedroom, Patrick smiled to himself as he closed the door behind him. She'd kissed him in there. Their first kiss, and she'd kissed him. It had surprised him, because after all of those years, there hadn't been much else, but a few stolen glances here and there, but nonetheless, the kiss had been very welcomed. Patrick placed his clothes and his bag down on a chair, and looked up at Thea when he heard her. Finally. As hot as it was to wear her used underwear, Patrick could feel the fabric creep up in all the wrong places, and it wasn't very comfortable. Her nickname for him caused a little tingle to run down his spine, and he hooked his thumb into the underwear to pull it down and kick it away. His eyes never left hers, wanting to watch every expression she had for seeing him in the nude for the first time. "What do you think, my muse?"

THEA: Thea watched as he entered her room and shut the door. She felt a bit more tension start to build as she knew what was about to happen. She kept looking his eyes waiting until the thong was fully off to take a glance downwards. Instead of answering his question, she took off her slip to reveal the lingerie set. She stepped closer to him, her hand moving to tightly hold his jaw, "I think that I didn't ask you to speak, bitch." She said before letting go of his jaw, her lips giving his a brief yet passionate kiss as her fingers went down to simply run up his cock before pulling away altogether. "Lay on the bed, my Adonis."

PATRICK: His heart was beating violently in his chest as Patrick stood there, waiting for the next thing to happen, constantly. He didn't know what she might do, but he was anticipating it, and the whole feeling was a lot to deal with. She walked forward and he grunted as she grabbed his jaw, being told not to speak. He was about to go against that order, by confirming that he'd heard her, but bit the inside of his cheek, so he remained quiet and just looked at her. He was so hard already, his dick bouncing up and down and hitting his stomach every now and again. And then she kissed him and he finally got a bit of release, and he fell right into it, kissing her back just as passionately, with a long moan coming out as he felt her fingers on his member. He wanted her to keep going, but he also had to follow orders. If he did this fast enough, he would have Thea close to him again, soon. He nodded, following her orders from before of not speaking, and going to lay on the bed. His head hit the pillow, as he watched Thea, waiting for her next move, as his dick stood tall and proud.

THEA: Thea enjoyed just how enthralled he was with her, as he remained quiet now that she commanded him to stay silent. She could feel his anticipation as she tasted his lips. and felt his cock. When he finally lay on the bed she made her way over to her drawers filled with sex toys. She looked over at him for a moment, "I think tonight I won't be tying you up, unless you can't keep your hands to yourself during this next part," she grinned before asking, "Feather or small paddle, Adonis?"

PATRICK: Laying there, Patrick felt an odd feeling of calmness rushing over him. Thea and Patrick knew each other; they had known each other for so long. She was being slow with him - probably mostly because to go that long, after wanting to be with her, and then suddenly doing it would blow his freaking mind. But also, Patrick felt, it was because there was history between them. So, in between her being slow, taking her time to properly introduce everything to him, and them knowing each other so well, Patrick was relaxed, in the middle of the anticipating feeling. Looking over, he noticed her sex toys and he smirked at her. He liked the idea of being tied up, but he was also intrigued in what she would do, if he did follow orders. Seeing her grin, Patrick smiled. He loved seeing her in such a position of power. "Small paddle please, my muse." He finally answered.

THEA: She looked over at him with a grin as he told her the paddle. "Good choice," she said before picking it up and shutting the drawer and standing at the edge of the bed next to him. Gently, Thea ran the paddle over his cheeks, his jaw, his mouth, his chin. She let the paddle travel down Patrick's neck, and his chest, circling both his pecks before tracing his abdomen methodically. Finally her eyes went down to his cock as the leather caressed his sacs, traveling up his length, up to his tip before give a small flick and whipping his cock.

PATRICK: When Thea started to run the paddle over Patrick's body, he held in his breath. He wasn't aware that he was doing it, but the feeling of her running to smooth leather over his body had taken it away, and he watched as it went further and further down. His hands managed to grip onto the headboard before he felt the slap on his most delicate area, and he closed his eyes, instantly jumping slightly from the pain. A groan filled the room and he finally released the breath of air that he had held in. "Fuck..." He grunted out, opening his eyes. The pain was amazing, and he could feel the heat rise up throughout his body, leaving his chest red, as he wanted more. "Please, my muse..."

THEA: Her eyes moved to look at his expression as she hit his cock, he looked like he was in utter joy and she couldn't help but smirk once more as she runs the paddle over his tip, circling it for a moment before letting it run over his inner thighs, giving each thigh a small yet loud smack before going back to his under carriage and giving it another smack. "Please what?" She said as she raised a brow before smacking his cock once more this time a little harder.

PATRICK: Patrick's eyes quickly closed again at the feeling of his thighs being smacked, and his hands moved down to grab onto the sheet underneath his body. He needed to hold onto something desperately. It was stinging, but he didn't have time to think about that, because there was another slap, a question and then his member was punished again, leaving it incredibly sensitive. Groaning and breathing through his teeth, Patrick's chest was rising and falling hard and he could barely make out a word, let alone think. "Please..." He repeated, slowly opening his eyes again to look up at Thea. "Please give me more."

THEA: She could see that this was leaving quite an impression on him. And it was rather invigorating to watch as she smirked happily at how he squirmed. She saw just how he begged and started smacking even harder, her eyes glued on him as she wanted to see him unravel fro her.

PATRICK: Patrick's face scrunched up as he got what he asked for. The pain was a lot, leaving marks on his body and making him groan and yelp out loud and when she hit the spots that she'd already gone over, he was even louder. "Fuck!" He groaned when she smacked him hard, and his hand reached out to grab onto her leg, needing to support himself. "Fuck, fuck!" He yelled through gritted teeth, squirming around on the bed.

THEA: Thea enjoyed the noises as he seemed to enjoy the whipping. He seemed to be having a hard time staying still though as he grabbed onto her as he began to scream and groan. She wondered if Skylar could hear him, as she smacked his throbbing cock. "You must stay still," Thea warned, not wanting to hurt him. Her whip went down to the head of his cock, whipping it before stopping a moment to let him cool of before smacking the head of his penis harder than all the rest.

PATRICK: He was finding it hard to comply to Thea's command, with the pain searing through his body. It went through his legs so much so that he was tensing up, every muscle revealed. She whipped him one last time, and he groaned, but then she seemed to stop, and Patrick relaxed, his breathing hard as he tried to come down from the pain. He was so sore already, and he knew that he was going to be for a couple of days. Just about to open his eyes to look up at Thea, he felt a slap harder than before, and it caused him to scream out loud. He wanted to move his hand down to cover up his sore member, but he controlled himself and instead grabbed at the pillow beneath him, so hard, that he yanked it away and across the room. He writhed on the bed, the pain going into his toes. "Please," He managed to get out in a loud groan as he came down from the pain that seared through his entire body. His chest was heaving and he loosened the grip that he had on her leg, as he looked up at her, his eyes finding hers immediately. He was red in the face and the corner of his eyes were wet, from the tears. "My muse." He sighed, his voice coming out scratchy.

THEA: Seeing the way he was reacting, she was starting to wonder if this was now just pure pain for him and was rather concerned as he moved away, she waits a few moments as he sees his face and wipes at his tears as she placed the paddle down as she ran her hand down his body. "Please what, my little Adonis?" She asks him in a gentler voice, unsure if she had pushed him too far.

PATRICK: Patrick was pretty good at dealing with pain. He'd gotten into various bar fights, and was usually the one who got the shit kicked out of him, because he couldn't hold his liquor and focus, which meant that, over the years, he'd been injured multiple times. But this was different. This wasn't an injury. This was pain mixed with pleasure, and he'd never experienced anything like it before. Still breathing quite hard, Patrick blinked a few times. It was amazing how Thea could go from rough to soft, so quickly. He was truly impressed with how well she played the Domme role. "Just...just give me a moment, please," He begged, enjoying the way that she was touching him. She was so attentive.

THEA: She gave a small nod at his words as she gave a small smile before caressing his face a moment. "Why don't I get an ice cube and cool it off for you? How does that sound?" She asks him, wondering if he would be interested in the temperature play as she looked down at him. "Before I make you cum with just the touch of my fingers," she teases him a bit as she rubs circles into his cheek.

PATRICK: Patrick bit down on his lip as he watched her take care of him. This was a new experience; she'd shown him that she could definitely tease him, and make him beg, but she was showing just how sweet and caring she was right now. It was lovely. He nodded, leaning into her hand. "I'd like that, thank you, my muse," He told her softly, ignoring the pain that he felt in his throat after having screamed and yelled so much. Her next sentence caused a moan to slip out of him, and he wanted to, at the very least, touch himself right then and there. His dick twitched at the thought. "That sounds amazing, my muse. You're being so good to me."

THEA: Thea gave a nod and quickly grinned at his raspy moan, she wasn't even naked yet and he was still so close. "Don't you worry, my little Adonis," went towards a corner of her room where she had placed a mini fridge and grabbed an ice cube before bringing it back over, running it against his lips, his chest, his stomach before bringing it to his thighs, the heat of his body starting melt it down as she ran it over his cock, paying attention to the redder places.

PATRICK: Smiling, he watched as Thea walked to get the ice cube - she looked so good, wearing that slip, and he noticed that it moved perfectly with her body, as she walked across the room. He was calming down now, but that didn't mean that there wasn't any pain. It was stinging and he could even feel certain places around his thighs start to swell up. He probably needed to wear shorts for the next couple of days, so he could let the areas get some air. The way that Thea ran the ice cube down his body, seemingly following that path that the paddle had previously taken, was so sensual and nice. The feeling of it on his body was incredibly and Patrick responded to it with a low moan. It wasn't until she got to his thighs and his cock that he started to feel the pain again, and he winced at first, before realizing that it was actually helping. Then, he hummed. "That's so good," He whispered, mostly to himself, as he rolled his head back and closed his eyes. "That feels so nice, my muse." Patrick told her, licking his lips. It might have been more to do with her fingers on him, than the ice cube, but it was still calming him down, so he was grateful.

THEA: She gave a small wink to him as she brought the ice cube back. The way he reacted to the cold ice pleased her as she watched him relax. The ice was still melting but she kept going. "Good, my little Adonis," she almost purred out as she brought the ice up to the head of his erection, circling it around his tip, teasing him as Thea was testing whether or not she could make him cum right now.

PATRICK: Slowly, but surely, Patrick's breathing was getting hard again, and it was all thanks to Thea's fingers. He felt the cold drops of water run down his shaft, but the feeling that he focused on was her fingers around the head of his cock. "Oh my god," Patrick sighed, his eyes rolling to the back of his head. With how sensitive he was now, she could probably just blow on it, and it would still feel good. His thigh muscles tensed up again, and he was starting to feel that slow burn in his stomach that meant that he was well on his way to an orgasm. "You're gonna-" He interrupted himself with a moan and his head rolling back once more, the tension around the tip of his dick becoming too much. He needed more. "You- you're gonna make me cum already, my muse," He warned her, wanting the release that he'd saved up for, for a couple of hours, but also wanting to experience more. He didn't want this to be the end of it, before he was ready to go again. He grabbed at the sheet underneath him, his knuckles turning red at how hard he was holding onto it, and he moaned out, "Fuck, Thea."

THEA: Seeing the way he started to tense up again, it was clear she was right about it, and as she continued she looked in his eyes as he throbbed and tensed and squirmed again. "I'm gonna?" Thea tilted her head speaking in mock innocence as she teases him. "Not until I allow it," she said in return as there was only a thin layer left of the ice. Her fingers starting to grow numb until it officially melted. "That's not my title," she said before moving her lips to his ears and said, "Cum for me, bitch."

PATRICK: Patrick's hips started thrusting upwards. He needed more. He needed to be touched by her. He needed more, and he needed it now. He clenched his jaw, taking in the feeling of her small fingers on him. He wanted to cum so badly, but he had to hold it in. He was told to, and Patrick wanted to show Thea that he could be Submissive, follow her orders and do exactly what she wanted, in order to please her. "My muse," He breathed out. "My mu-MY MUSE..." He moaned loudly, feeling her lips ghost against his ear, and he immediately started to moan continuously at her words, feeling the white ropes of semen spill out of him, his body twitching underneath and his feet propelling around. "Fuck, fuck!" He moaned, a few extra drops coming out and he grunted quietly, his chest heaving up and down.

THEA: She quickly pulled her face away to watch him, her hand slipping away as he shoots cum on himself and she watches with a glint of pride in her eyes as her cold moved to his sacs one more time before she completely pulls away, "What a good little Adonis," she leans forward, to swipe her tongue against his tip as he cools down, pulling away she grabs a towel to give to him to wipe himself off. Taking the paddle off the bedside counter she brings it back to her drawer before turning back around, staring at him, she unhooks her bra and slips it off her body, waiting for his reaction as she stood there in only her panties attached to her stockings.

PATRICK: Patrick couldn't believe how soon he reached his climax - he wasn't normally this quick, but with all of the teasing that had been going on during the days leading up to this, five years of waiting and generally just being pent up, he couldn't help it. It was a testament to Thea's skills really. His hands moved over his head as he breathed heavily, trying to come down from the high. He groaned when he felt her tongue on his dick for a split second; he was so damn sensitive. But then she was off again, and all Patrick could do was lay there and take in what had happened. He didn't even listen to the sounds of the paddle being put away or her bra hitting the floor - he was in his own little world. Until he removed his hands, finally having gained enough energy to focus back on Thea, and he sat up on his elbows and moved his gaze onto her. "Fuck me," He whispered as he finally saw her. She wasn't fully nude, but what was before him still made his jaw drop. It was like she had been carved out of marble, she looked like a Greek Goddess. Everything was perfect about this girl. He was speechless, no thoughts going through his head, except for how gorgeous she was. "I'm gonna cum again, my muse." He whispered, not even sure if she heard him. He could feel himself getting hard again, and it was a lot to deal with, especially with how sensitive his cock was at the moment.

THEA: Thea watched him trying recover his breath and found it entertaining to see just how breathless he was. But once he made contact with her body again, she smirked at his first words. This was the first time he was seeing her like this and it was clear that as she suspected, he was having a hard time handling himself. Watching as his cock started to twitch, she laughed a bit at his comment. "Is that all it takes for you?" She teased before saying, "Then I better not do this." She slid her underwear down her legs as let them go with her stockings until she was naked. Letting him soak in the image of her.

PATRICK: He wanted so badly to reach out and put his hands on her, feel his fingertips on her skin, explore every inch of her body. He wanted to kiss every part of her and have her feel just as good, as she made him feel. He was itching to touch her, and for a moment he sat up with the intention of doing just so. But he also wanted to control himself, for her. He wanted to be good. Nodding, Patrick's eyes raked over her body. "You have that effect on me, my muse," he told her, quietly as he took it all in. And then she finally took off the last piece of clothing, and he watched her intently, holding his breath. "Oh my god..." He whispered, in awe of what she looked like. "Can I-" he cleared his throat. "Can I touch you, my muse?"

THEA: Thea smiled as she felt like his eyes were shooting lasers to her skin. Or maybe he was just trying to memorize the moment so that he could put it on paper later. He looked like he was holding his breath when she took off the rest of her clothes and she definitely heard his comments which made her smile. People had definitely enjoyed her body before, but never with this level of awe. She smirked at his question. She moved for a moment before giving a small nod as she moves onto the bed before moving on top of him. "You may."

PATRICK: Patrick's heart pounded in his chest as soon as he saw the Domme move to straddle him - something that, only a couple of days ago, he'd found so hot that he needed to jerk off over it; maybe it was the dominant role that she had taken then, or maybe it was because she'd slightly been rubbing against his crotch when she did. Maybe a mix of both. After he was given permission, he gently placed his hands on her waist, finally feeling the silky smooth skin underneath his fingertips. He kept his eyes on her, wanting to take her all in, as one hand started to travel up her stomach and to her breast, his thumb grazing her nipple softly, before it continued up to her neck, and then her cheek. He cupped it softly, while his other hand moved around to her backside, almost instantly finding her ass. Her body fit against his perfectly, and he decided to just feel what it was like to finally have it against his own. "You have no idea what you're doing to me right now, my muse," He whispered, leaning in, desperate to kiss her, but not doing it unless she gave him permission to.

THEA: She allowed him to touch her skin, she would be lying to her self if she were to say that it didn't feel nice and feeling his hands brush up her waist, her stomach, her nipple hardening before his hand found itself on her cheek. His other hand evidently finding itself on another cheek on her backside. Thea let her eyes move to look at him as she let out a small laugh at his words. "I presume making your dreams come true, my little Adonis" she said in return before leaning forward to meet him halfway her lips greeting his passionately as she rubs her cunt teasingly on Patrick's cock.

PATRICK: Humming, Patrick smiled at her. She was making his dreams come true. He had been waiting for so many years for this exact moment, he'd been dreaming about, wondering what it would be like, spent countless of hours jerking off to the thought of her doing whatever she wanted with him. And now, it was actually happening, and Patrick couldn't be more excited about it. He moaned into the kiss, feeling her wet pussy rub against his already erect cock. The sensation of their sex meeting, combined with his lips on hers and their tongues crashing together was something that Patrick wanted to remember for the rest of his life. His hand that had rested on her cheek ran down her back and met the other, on her ass, squeezing softly as he pulled her closer to him, despite it seeming impossible since they were rubbing up against one another. Patrick bit down on her lip softly before pulling away from the kiss again, but his lips still ghosting against hers. "Please, let me make you cum. I want to make you feel good, my muse."

THEA: She felt his moan against her lips as she tried not to make a noise to let him know just how nice it felt. Thea grinned against his lips as she felt his hand squeeze at her. Smiling as his teeth sunk into her lip. Thea felt his lips and the way he pleaded to pleasure her and she smirked as her eyes open to look at him. “Patience, my little Adonis.” She says as she rubs her self up against him once more before moving a hand towards his cock using it to tease her clit.

PATRICK: The room was getting incredibly hot, but Patrick didn't care, because he had Thea right where he'd dreamt of. He could feel her folds against him, opening slightly when she rubbed herself against the tip of dick. He wanted to be inside of her already, he was craving that warmth and tightness that he knew would come with it. He was starting to get frustrated. Knitting his eyebrows together, Patrick heard what she said but couldn't say anything to it, because soon enough, he felt what she was doing. He whimpered, wanting more and let his head fall onto her shoulder to rest as he felt her on his dick. "Thea..." He moaned out in a whisper, not even thinking about titles right now. One hand moved from her cheek and further down, finally finding her clit with two fingers. He needed to make her feel good in some kind of way.

THEA: Thea felt herself sharply inhale from teasing herself as her hips rolled slowly against his tip. Feeling his forehead press against her shoulder, she holds the back of his head there as she guides him to sitting. Hearing him say her name, she gave his cock a firm tug before reminding him, "Titles, this is still a scene, bitch," she spoke before smacking his fingers away from her. "Bad bitch," she said as she warns, "Don't make me get the paddle out again." Thea finally guided his cock to tease her hole before finally sliding down on top of his cock, a soft moan leaving her own lips now.

PATRICK: "Fuck!" Patrick gasped, as he felt her small hand giving him a hard tug and his hands being pushed off. He almost wanted to pout, disappointed that he didn't get to touch her or do anything that worked in her favor, but he stopped himself. "I'm sorry, my muse," He croaked out, not wanting this opportunity to get lost because he couldn't control himself. He'd enjoyed the paddle, up until the point when it had become too much, but he wanted to be inside of her already. "I'll be good," The Donovan boy promised, and brought his head back up, his lips pressing against her jaw and cheek. He finally felt her slide down on him, and, just like Thea, he moaned too. "Oh, Thea-" He stopped himself. "My muse...please, fuck me, my muse." Patrick breathed, correcting himself. He had a tight grip on her, his hands squeezing her hips softly, just waiting for her to settle down on him and get comfortable.

THEA: She felt his lips against her face with a smirk as she slid down on top of him, her walls tightening around him as she groaned. Her body could handle him, but she couldn't handle suppressing the noises that just wanted to leave her lips. When he called her Thea again she glared a bit before he quickly corrected himself. She gave him a small slap to his cheek to remind him before slowly beginning to slide herself off and on his cock, riding him as she felt her breathing started to grow shakier and heavier as she thrust faster.

PATRICK: Patrick gasped, finally feeling her taking all of him in. She was warm and wet, and felt so inviting. Her walls embraced him and he could feel every single part of her. He was at a loss for words about how it felt, but the slap made him wake up, and he couldn't help but grin against her cheek for a moment, appreciating her staying in the Dominant role. She was so good at it. And she was so good at riding him. Shallow breaths came out of his mouth as he moved his head, wanting to look at her. "Keep going please, my muse," He breathed out, his hand tangling into her hair as he moved in to kiss her passionately. "Don't-don't stop."

THEA: Thea looked at him with lust filled in her eyes as she kept going, her body bouncing as she felt herself so wet yet wanting to last as long as possible before she allowed herself to cum. Her eyes met his for a moment as she inhaled sharply, her body slamming into his as he pleaded for her to keep going. Her hands moved to his shoulders as she began to slam herself down on his cock, her lips pressing firmly into his as she lets herself moan again, pulling her lips away from his a moment, before pushing him down on his back so he had a full view of her as she thrust her head back a moment. Her hand pressing against his stomach to use him for balance. "You going to cum for me again, my little Adonis?"

PATRICK: There was no way in hell that Patrick would forget about this experience. He remembered a lot of sexual encounters, but it was mainly based on how weird they were. This was something different; this was a feeling that he'd never had before. He was impressed with himself and the fact that he'd already cum and straight after gotten hard again - that was all thanks to Thea, of course. She was the reason that this time was so memorable. Moaning, Patrick's eyes remained on the Domme, wanting to watch her. She looked like she was in pleasure, it sounded like she was in pleasure and the way her body moved was a clear indication that she was definitely getting the satisfaction that she wanted. Laying down like she wanted, Patrick got to properly enjoy the view. His hands first rested on her hips and thighs, but soon enough made their way up to her gorgeous breasts and he licked his lips, watching how they fit perfectly in his large hands. "Fuck, baby-my muse," He quickly moaned out. The way she rode him made him close his eyes tightly. He nodded to her question. "Yeah," It came out in a breath. "Yeah, I am. I'm gonna cum." Patrick warned her, managing to open his eyes as he looked up at her, his moans getting louder and louder as he got closer to his climax.

THEA: She placed her hand on top of Patrick's for a moment as she enjoyed the way he held onto her smaller breasts. Thea could feel the tension climbing up her body as she felt herself growing closer, her walls tightening with each thrust as she fucked him faster. Her body starting to give into the needs, but she slapped his face lightly again, "Cum for me little bitch," she said as she listened to his moans, wanting to feel him cum inside her as she orgasms.

PATRICK: Patrick could feel it build up inside of him again, his thighs tightening and his hips thrusting up to meet Thea. The same burning feeling came through in his abdomen. His moans and grunts were loud as he watched her. The way she moved on top of him, was so incredibly sexy. "*I'm-" He grunted, knowing that it would only take a few more thrusts. He was wrong. It took her slapping his face. "Cumming!" Patrick yelled out, his head falling back, his eyes closing and his body twitching as he reached his second orgasm of the day. He grunted as he felt the semen shoot out of him and into her body, his hand having moved down to grab at the sheet underneath him. His chest was red from the heat, his breathing was heavy, and his moans were calming down. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," He groaned through his teeth, his hand letting go of the sheet and instead moving up to grab at Thea's thigh, squeezing it. With one last thrust to finish him off, Patrick calmed down. "Fucking hell..."

THEA: Her body was in pure pleasure as she felt him finally thrust up inside her and she couldn't help herself as she groaned, feeling him inside her as he filled her, her head rolling back as her back arches, allowing herself to orgasm as she felt her thighs shaking and dug her nails into his wrist as she stayed there for a moment, feeling him push upwards inside of her once more as she felt the high wearing down as her chest rose and fell as she ran a hand through her hair and looked down at him with a grin as she took a few moments before sliding herself off of Patrick feeling his cum drip down her inner leg as she tried to figure out what to say now. But hearing both of them just breathe also was peaceful.

PATRICK: Knowing that Thea had also reached her orgasm made Patrick feel proud. He knew how to make a girl cum, it wasn't a problem. But he felt like he had something to prove to the girl. He'd spent five years, pining after her; he wanted to show her that she had been missing out and that whatever she'd heard about him had been true. Patrick opened his eyes after a moment, looking up to see what Thea was doing. He almost whimpered at the cold feeling when she slid off of him again, sad that he wasn't inside of her anymore. His hand found hers and he gently pulled at it, wanting her to join him on the bed. Thea knew he was a giant softie, and he liked the idea of being intimate with her, in a way that wasn't sexual. But he also wasn't going to force it. "That was amazing, my muse," Patrick said, still trying to catch his breath. His eyes found hers and a warm grin grew on his lips. "You're absolutely amazing."

THEA: Thea heard the noise and couldn't help but laugh a bit as he gave her hand a tug, she moved to lay next to him as she needed a moment to relax, and she figured that Patrick would definitely need more than a few moments. At this point the scene was over and now it would be focusing on aftercare as she smiled at his words. "All you ever hoped and dreamed for?" She teases him a bit as she looked at, moving onto her stomach so that she could tilt his chin up and she let her lips greet his slowly, her tongue sliding into the kiss almost immediately as her other hand moved to his chest.

PATRICK: He hummed lightly, watching her lay down. "And so much more," He answered her and responded immediately to her kiss and her tongue, his own swiping against hers. Moaning lightly into it, Patrick had missed kissing her. There had been some, during all of this, but not enough. He understood why - it wasn't part of the scene that Thea created. But he was going to make up for that now. He pulled away from the kiss, and wrapped his arms around her, a hand moving up to place a strand of hair behind her ear and caress her cheek. He smiled softly as he took in the way that she looked. Maybe he was going to draw her while she slept. She was gorgeous like this, nude and satisfied. For a while, he didn't say anything, he just laid there and admired her, nothing really going through his brain. "You're beautiful."

THEA: She let herself relax as she kissed him, not having to worry about anything as she did. Thea could go for another round, but also figured she had tired the poor guy out. As he pulled his lips away from hers, she felt his hand wrap around her. She didn't usually like this type of hold, the only person she had really ever cuddled with was Skylar. Feeling his hand against he face as she smiled back at him. Her own hand mindlessly rubbing a small spot on his chest as she tried to figure out what he was thinking at the moment. Obviously this is not what friends do. And she started to wonder if this is what he did with their other friends. If what was happening wasn't abnormal for his style of sex. But she let out a small laugh when he called her beautiful and kiss him softly, "I know."

PATRICK: Patrick loved being so close to the young Hudson girl. He could feel how relaxed he was getting, right there next to her. He moved to grab the blanket covering both of them, beginning to feel the cold air on his body. Patrick knew that Thea wasn't the romantic type, she'd told him the night before. He didn't have to do pull out all the soppy things, like kissing her hand and telling her how much he cherished having her in his life. But he didn't really care, he did it anyway. It wasn't to prove anything to her, or anyone else for that matter. It was just how he felt about her. He couldn't help the chuckle when he heard her answer, and he kissed her back. "So...are you tired?" Patrick muttered into the kiss, his hand traveling underneath the blanket and down to her ass. He was willing to do whatever she wanted to do.

THEA: She laughed gently as he covered them both with her blankets. She let her hip bone press up against his, and that was her version of letting him know that she didn't mind these gestures after the scene was over. She was supposed to be administrating aftercare, but this felt like what Patrick wanted to do, so she let it happen. Her lips lingered against his a moment, her eyes still shut as he asked if she was tired. She felt his hand on her ass which made her smirk a little against his lips before saying, "Not really, are you?"

PATRICK: "Nuh-uh," Patrick shook his head softly, and kissed her lips again, this time more delicately. Then, he placed a kiss in the corner of her lips. Then her cheek. Next, it was a few kisses on her jaw. And thereafter, he moved slowly down to her neck, kissing the naked skin. "I'm" kiss "as" kiss "awake" another kiss, "as I can be," he whispered against her, his hand squeezing her ass softly. His started moving further down, his lips on her collarbone, then on her breast, and his tongue darting out to lick her nipple. He hummed again, looking up to check if this was okay for him to do, not wanting to do anything that wasn't alright for the Domme.

THEA: Thea grinned at his movements, laughing a bit as he kissed down her neck between words, moving to give more room to let his lips travel her body. "Good to know," she grinned as she took the blanket off her body, her hand at the side of his face as she felt his kisses start to spread. Watching him slide to let his tongue press up against her nipple, she looked down at him as she felt her heart starting pound once more. "You like doing that, Pattie? You wanna suck my nipples, Pattie Melt, don't you?" She says, saying his name considering this was post scene now, teasing him a little.

PATRICK: Smirking to himself, Patrick wrapped his lips around her nipple, making his tongue do a combination of flicking over it and smoothing down on it to lick it. He nodded and let go. "They're delicious," he almost growled and placed another kiss on them, before he started moving further down, his lips still on her body as he kissed and licked down the, past the dips and valleys of her chest to her stomach, to her hips. He wasn't sure how well this next move was going to go, so he let his hand go between her legs, feeling his cum from before and also how wet she was. Groaning quietly to himself, he started to rub her clit, his lips still on her hipbone, kissing around one specific place. And then he bit down on that perfect spot, and started sucking, wanting to leave a love bite.

THEA: She watched him for a few moments, "Mmm, yeah? They are." Thea bit her lower lip as she watched him slide under her body as his lips and tongue found each crevice of her body. She looked down towards Patrick as he kisses at her hips. His fingers moving to feel her, a hum left her lips at the touch, her waist moving forward, hand moving to the top of his head, she felt his teeth and tongue and she finally lost her patience bucking her cunt towards his face. "Clean up the mess you made."