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Dorian growls into your ear as he pushes you onto the bed, "By God, I just can't get enough of you, darling..."
You reply with a sound that's somewhere between a moan and a huff, "Then what are you waiting for? Take me until you've gotten your fill."
"Are you sure, love? You know the last thing in the world I wanna do is hurt you," Dorian asks you, to which you affirm that you want this. Dorian asks again and you reaffirm. This continues until you pull him toward you by the collar of his shirt and kiss him hard on the lips. He holds you by your waist, keeping your body close to his as he deepens the kiss.
"How's that for certainty?" You snark to Dorian, "Now hurry up and fuck me until I'm screaming your name, damn it." Dorian, that cheeky bastard, smirks at your desperation and goes in to make love bites at the base of your neck and your collarbones.
Shirts, pants, and underwear come off in a flurry as Dorian continues his trail of kissing and marking down your torso to that one spot where you need him the most. You bury your hands in his hair, while his gently hold your hips down as he makes out with your most sensitive parts.
"A-a-ah, Dorian-!" His name tumbles out of your mouth as your orgasm comes to you in a flash of white. Your legs tremble and your hips ache as Dorian slows his onslaught onto your groin, eventually pulling away and leaving it exposed to the air, which makes you wish he would stay down there just for the warmth his mouth provides.
"Right, then. How's that for screamin'?" He asks as he licks his lips clean of your essence and appreciates the view of you catching your breath. Still, it seems you have more to say.
"Please, that was barely a yell."
"Is that so? Well, I guess there's more work to be done, innit?"
Dorian watches you shiver as he runs his hands up and down your sides as he speaks in a low, sultry voice. He brings one hand down to your crotch to see if you were wet enough to take his dick without too much pain. He figured you were just about ready, but he slips two fingers into your vagina and slowly scissors them inside you just to be sure. And it's not like he'd admit it out loud, but Dorian secretly thought it was fun to tease you like this.
You gasp as you feel Dorian's hand trail down to your vulva and insert his digits into you. You don't complain, though, especially not when he starts moving said fingers in a way that you could only describe as torturous. "Dorian..." you whimper. He angles his wrist to press his palm against your clit, causing you to arch your back and moan at the contact. You come a second time as the man massages your G-spot with his fingers methodically, too sweetly for words to describe.
"Now there, doll... it's time to get what you've been waiting for, eh?" He asks as he pulls his fingers out of you and licks them clean while holding eye contact with you. Your legs part as wide as possible as Dorian says those words, a flustered expression on your face and feet planting themselves on the bed, making him chuckle in that gravelly way that you always swoon for without fail. He looks at you lovingly and leans down for a kiss.
Your lips meet with Dorian's once again as his cock enters your pussy. After being sure you were adjusted to his size, he starts thrusting and gradually increasing his speed and force until he was pounding mercilessly into you, the sheets underneath you getting messier by the second as your fluids mix with his precum and flow out of your hole. You moan appreciatively at the roughness of your usually gentle Dorian and mentally, you thank the powers that be that you remembered to take your birth control this morning. You see stars as you feel the tip of his cock hitting your G-spot repeatedly and his beard brushing against the nook where your shoulder and neck meet, bringing you so dangerously close to the edge.
"DORIAN!!!" You shriek as he thrusts into you at a quick yet steady pace. You continue moaning his name, chanting it like a mantra as you wrap your legs around his waist and dig your nails into his firm, toned back hard enough to leave crescent shaped imprints into the muscles there. The way his torso presses down onto yours might have been too oppressive for someone else, but for you it was just enough to send you over the edge once more.
As you succumb to bliss, Dorian tries his best to power through. Your limbs tying your writhing torso to his, together with your cunt clenching around his dick proves to be too much, however, and he releases his hot, sticky cum inside of you, which makes your eyes roll back in pleasure.
"Oh, Dorian~" you mewl as he slows his thrusting down to a stop. He tries to pull out, but your quiet whines of overstimulation urge him to wait for a bit before moving. He untangles himself from you and starts massaging your hips, which he's sure will be sore later, when he notices the very apparent lack of a condom separating the two of you.
Dorian mentally berates himself for being so careless. You notice this by the look on his face as you come back to your senses, so you tell him, "Baby, don't worry, I took my birth control this morning."
Dorian's eyes flicker up to yours, expression still pensive but a bit more relaxed now as he pulls out of you fully. "Still, I've made a right mess of you, love, and I'm terribly sorry 'bout that," he says eventually, kicking into gear as he draws you a bath and wipes up between your legs with a towel. You tell him to not be sorry as he puts you down into the warm water.
Just as he turns to leave though, you grab his attention, "Wait, Dorian! You're not going to join me?" Making grabby hands at the man, you pout a bit at the idea of him being absent from your side, even if temporarily.
Dorian coos at you and tells you he needs to change the sheets, and then he'll be right back with you faster than you can say "doorknob," then leaves. True to his word, Dorian opens the bathroom door moments later smelling faintly of fresh linen. You scoot forward to let him into the tub and the two of you maneuver around to get comfortable while trying not to let too much water spill out.
Not much is said between the two of you as you relax. You drain the bath when the water starts to get cold, drying off as you step out of the tub after the shower that ensues. Dorian escorts you to the freshly made bed, and you stretch your arms above your head before snuggling close to Dorian.
"Love you, Dori," you say as you settle yourself against your lover.
"Love you, too, darling," Dorian reciprocates as he wraps his arms around you.
Within moments, you were both out like a light.