#mlbb claude

This man will litter your chest and stomach with hickeys after both of you agreed that your relationship is meant to be kept secret.

His sex drive is high, so expect him to sneak into your room every night just to dominate you.

Will absolutely ruin your innocence if your dad is not around the house, because he knows fully well that you'll be all; sweet little angel on him in the next night.

Your dad will often ask you where the mass amounts of new clothes in your closet comes from, but only you and Claude will know the reason as to why there are... clothes for men there in the pile..

Soooo, you know how he wants to show you off as his precious gem? He'll try to convince you to let go of your voice, even when people are inside your mansion. This man is a risk taker. No joke.

Oh!.. and the big window.. He'll turn you over to it, push the curtains aside and continue fucking you while you're cross-dressing.

There are tons of times that the maids or butlers there would hear your noises, but luckily for the both of you— Dexter is there to act like he made that noise.

Speaking of Dexter, Claude'll definitely have him act like your new pet. To make the sound covering more believable of course.

Imagine he just praises you, brings up the fact that you're a daddy's girl, and tells you; He's your daddy now. After all, he taught you everything about intimacy.

You've definitely been caught by your dad. He just doesn't bring it up, because he doesn't know who your secret lover is, and that he knows that one of the workers will overhear, and spread the rumor. It'll damage his reputation if he dares to bring it up with you.

After a serious day, full of close calls and stressful situations, Claude wanted his pent up frustration out. It was probably time to... teach you another lesson about intimacy. That's what he thought— he's already imagining how oblivious you will look while he explains to you how you can take your frustrations out during sex. Imagining how you would whine for him to stop on the fifth round of sex that the two of you were participating in.

God, it was just something about how unexperienced you are that makes Claude pop a boner— like a really horny teenager. "Alright Dexter, y'know the drill. Just get up on there, place the hologram in her room, and act like a pet." Claude spoke up, nudging his monkey partner; Who was snoozed asleep on his shouder. The monkey, Dexter, made a noise in reply, displeased that he has to climb up.

Claude simply laughed and place the monkey near the growing vines on the backside of the building. "Aw, come on Dexter! You'll get to see your favorite owner— our precious gem that you favor more than me!" His owner pressed on. Dexter pointed a finger to himself, and to his owner before sticking out his tongue and started climbing up the vines.

Claude only rolled his eyes at Dexter's antics. You— on the other hand, was tossing and turning in your comfortable bed. The day you had was awful, and your back was too tense for the literal cloud foam bed below you. You were slowly getting more and more impatient— Where was Claude when you needed him most? 'I need a warm cuddle buddy.'

Luckily for you, your prayers have been answered. Not even seconds after your thoughts passed, you heard a squeak of a monkey from outside your window. "Dexter!" You whispered to no one, springing up from your bed and rushing to let the cute monkey companion in. Dexter jumped onto your head eagerly. Squealing in happiness.

"Where's Claude? Surely he didn't leave you out to visit me, did he?" You asked, Dexter jumped off from your head. When you turned around, you saw him placing something down on the ground before rushing to your fruitbowl and grabbing a banana. "Dexter!" You scolded, playfully stomping over to the monkey and laughing once he gave you; Big, puppy dog eyes. Oh what a manipulative monkey he was.

Taking another banana from the bowl, you replaced the slightly rotting one from his hands with the one you held. Unaware that your desired visitor was already there. Right behind you. "Alright, you-." You were about to charge at Dexter to cuddle him to death, until a pair of hands wrapped around your waist. A squeal escaped your lips, about to scream— Until Claude went ahead and kissed your beautifully exposed shoulder.

You gasped in slight surprise, but was able to relax your back againts his chest. The tension finally being able to relieve itself with Claude's presence. Dexter, however, left after finding that you were distracted. "You're still beautiful as ever, my gem.." Claude whispered, turning you around and pecking your lips. A smile crept its way up to your lips as you hugged him tightly. "You have no idea how horrible my day has been!" You started, pulling away and leaning on your arm.

Claude happily listened to you, containing his lust and watching you rant about the day with your dad. He couldn't help but let his eyes wander, your nightgown was certainly see-through, given him being able to see how your stomach and chest was still filled with disappearing marks that he had left— weeks prior from today.

As you finished the last bit of your rant, you dramatically fell on your bed. Closing your eyes— only to feel the warm lips of Claude's on your own. "Is this another lesson?" You asked, in between Claude's increasingly messy kisses. He simply nodded as an answer. Going down to your thighs and lifting the soft fabric up to kiss your thighs. You shivered in delight.

"You know how frustrated someone can get, right?" He started, sucking softly at the flesh of your thighs. You hummed, gently rolling your hips for him to continue— He knew you well enough to know that you were listening, so, with that knowledge. He continued; "We take our frustrations out on different ways. Like cooking, cleaning, stealing, or something else."

"Mhm.." You urged, allowing him to open your legs— Claude licking his lips at the sight of your soaked core. You looked like a whole meal to him, and damn, was he hungry for something. "I want to take my frustration out with you." He said, tugging your underwear down and surprising you with the cold air of your room. "Then you should.." You offered, suddenly throwing your head back when Claude pushed three fingers simultaneously into your hole.

"No, I need to teach you how. Take everything I give you, you can do it, right? My precious gem?" Why would you say no to disappoint him?

"Yes.. I can."

So, you found yourself in a situation— Claude was literally eating you out for a few hours now. His hand tweaking your nipples and the other pumping his fingers relentlessly inside you. You were getting overstimulated. He just couldn't get enough, you tasted amazing that he kept fingering you, and lapping over your clit in hopes of you reaching your orgasm. Over and over again.

His frustration wasn't saturated, even with the fifth orgasm you had. So you can only hope that sex could finally calm him down. "Claude.. hurry. Please. I'm gonna go crazy if you aren't inside me." You whimpered out, eyes rolling back as he curled his fingers to hit your spot. He felt proud to see you like this— Thighs covered in slick and cum, your face oh so beautifully fucked out.

Though, the thought of permanently ruining you worried him. Only after you looked at him with those clouded eyes, that he found out that be didn't need to worry. "My precious... so overstimulated for me, hm?" He cooed, smiling after your hands pulled his face close to yours. Your heavy breathing gave it away— You needed him. Even if it risks the two of you getting caught.

Claude fell deeper inlove with you after that, you were so beautiful and perfect in every way. He didn't want to show you off right now. He wanted you all to himself. It doesn't hurt to be selfish, right?

"Give me your hands." He told you. You nodded and let him take your hands and place it around his neck. Your skin on his body felt so amazing— and only now did he feel the painful boner in his pants. "Your lips look so plump.." He commented, tracing his fingers over your lips. Giving you butterflies at the feeling. His calloused hand fit so well with your body, it was perfect— even Claude almost forgot his frustration and the lesson he was gonna teach you.

You haven't even noticed Claude was already out of his pants until you felt the similar feeling of his head, poking at your clit. "I won't go easy on you if you let me continue." Claude warned, biting his lip when you released more of your slick to coat his cock. He was asking for consent in a subtle, but still obvious way. It took him everything in his body to not plow into your cunt after you said you were fine wirh it.

Even if it took him everything, it didn't stop him enough to prevent him from pistoning himself in and out of your core at a fast pace. You barely managed to cry out, barely managed to enjoy the feeling of him filling you up so good because he was fucking you like a rabid animal. Every stroke of his cock made your eyes roll back, and your back arched even more.

You were squirming, begging him to touch your neglected clit as he forced your hips down. Possibly leaving marks on your hips, but he didn't care. He was too far in his own orgasm to realize that he did infact, leave marks on you. As much as he would have liked to panic, you suddenly orgasming around him distracted him. He continued his merciless pace, admiring how you gripped the back of his hair and letting the moans from your mouth flow to his ears.

Well, at this point. Who am I to continue this and not leave it up to your imagination~?

Your mind was blank at this point— He had hit your spot countless amounts of times and you were shaking. Babbling nonsense because of the ever going orgasm you keep experiencing from the overstimulation.