Other Fan Fiction ❯ The Lost Ones ❯ Chapter Twenty ( Chapter 20 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

"Hey it's not my fault that your panties are locked tighter than Fort Knox. No one can get in!""I got in," Neron said casually as he watched them pull up to Keith's house."You don't count. You're a god.""Demi-god, thank you very much.""You're still a hunk with a huge package. It doesn't count."

"It counts," Mia said. "He didn't even have to do much and he got in. What's that say about you? Work in progress for six years?" She laughed. "Like I said, pathetic."She got out of the car and started to the door.

"Ow...my pride." Keith got out and as soon as he moved he grabbed his crotch. "Ow...my balls!"

Neron laughed and shook his head as he followed Mia inside while Sophitia helped her master.

Mia laughed and walked to their room. "Poor Keith. He can bag anyone he wants and he can't even get his best friend."

Neron wrapped his arms around her and nibbled on her neck. "The right of...bagging, is mine," he said with a smirk.

"Easy boy," Mia said and pulled from him. She threw herself on the bed and yawned. "If I were you, I'd watch your back. Keith is looking pretty hot these days," she said smirking.

Neron jumped on the bed beside her and crawled over her. "Somehow I doubt he will be doing anything for a while after your attacked. Besides, it wouldn't take much for me to lop it off so he couldn't do anything at all." He smirked at the thought. The giver not being able to do anything but take it. Rather amusing.

Mia smirked bigger. "You know, I could always just leave you for him."

"And what would you do when he is missing a vital appendage?"

Mia laughed. "I'll make do."

Neron smirked and kissed her neck. "I'm certain you would. But you would have to admit it would be very awkward." He began to nibble on her neck. "When you felt that spark of arousal, and I was alone and felt it to. Or when I got aroused and you didn't know what to do."

She closed her eyes and moaned as his nibbled her neck. "Then I'll just have to learn to cope, won't I?"

"Do you really think you'd be able to cope when you felt the waves of heat rolling over you?" His tongue ran over her flesh while his hands trailed down her body.

Mia moaned again. "I really doubt you will be with anyone else."

"Oh really?" He massaged her lips with his before pulling back. "If you were oh so willing to go to Keith. What makes you think I wouldn't find someone else so I'm not lonely?"

"I'll order you not to," Mia said straight forward.

Neron smirked into her flesh. "That hardly seems fair. What makes you think I would follow such an order?"

"You don't have much of a choice," Mia said smiling with her eyes still closed. "If I order it, you have to obey it."

"So you think," he smirked as he started back teasing her flesh with his mouth. "Your orders mean nothing to me puny human." He chuckled into her chest.

"Oh really?" she said and opened her eyes. "I order you to take my clothes off."

He smirked at that. "No problem," he said. "I was planning on doing just that, and not because you ordered me." He slowly began to work her shirt off, kissing her exposed flesh as he did. Next came her pants, followed by her underwear. He took his time, enjoying the sight of her exposed flesh, and his lips and tongue covered every inch.

Mia watched him with a sweet smile on her face. "Now take your clothes off."

He smirked and began taking off his clothes. "Well duh. At least, I believe that's the appropriate response to something so ludicrous."

She sat up on her elbows watching him undress. She moved back to the head board and rested her back against it while watching him. "Now...touch yourself."

"What? Why?" Even as she said this his hands started to rub his cock.

Mia smiled big. "Because, I can order you to. Faster," she said.

His eyes widened as his hands began to stroke himself faster. He moaned as his hand ran the length of his shaft quickly and roughly.

Mia bit her bottom lip. That was hot. "Tell me when you get close."

Neron whimpered with a groan. For some reason he was getting excited by this. "I'm almost there," he said with a hiss as his hand continued to pump him faster.

"Ok, now stop," Mia said evilly.

Just like that his hand froze on his cock. Neron's eyes shot open as he stared down and groaned. He bit his lip as he tried to move his hand, but it wouldn't budge. "What the hell did you do to me? Why can't I move my hand?"

"This is too good..."

He glared at her. "What!?

"You can't help but do what I say. I can find a million ways of enjoyment out of this," she said and shifted her body, giving him a nice view.

His cock throbbed in his hand as he watched her spread her legs teasingly. "This is cruel," he told her plainly. "And completely unfair."

"Really?" Mia asked sweetly. "Why don't you tell me what you want and I'll think really hard about letting you have it."

"I want to ravage you," he told her bluntly.

Mia smiled. "Beg for it."

Neron frowned as he suddenly found himself on his knees. "Please, please, let me have you."

Mia laughed. "That's cute." She crawled to the edge of the bed. Laying on her stomach, she looked at him. "Why should I?"

"Because you will regret it if you don't," he told her with a smirk.

"Will I? How so?"

His eyes glowed with a mixture of hunger and power. "Because I said so."

"Well, I can't really believe that. I want details."

"Why ruin the surprise?"

Mia smiled. "Kiss me, but sweetly, not hungrily."

Neron moved over to her, still on his knees as he pressed his lips to hers. Sweetly, just as she ordered.

Mia's hand went to his cheek as his lips kissed her tenderly. Slowly she pulled back. "Do you hate me for using my power against you?" she asked smiling.

"No," he admitted, though he wished he hadn't.

"On your feet," she ordered. "Join me on the bed."

Neron growled softly as he found himself standing before joining her on the bed.

"Now crawl on my back and give me a massage."

He stared down at her. Biting his lip, he straddled her naked form. His hands slid up and down her back, kneading and massaging her flesh with centuries of practice.

Mia moaned. "You're good at this. Why didn't I order you to do this earlier? Feels good."

"The art of massages was developed in Rome," he told her. "So I've had centuries to perfect it."

"I see." She let him massage her for a few minutes, then she glanced at him from over her shoulder. "Touch yourself again."

His hands trailed down her back before sliding up his legs to his cock. As she ordered, he began to stroke himself, his hard on building once more.

"But don't cum. I want you to suffer a bit."

He whimpered, shifting lightly on her back as he did so. "Why won't you let me cum?" His hand continued to stroke him, but the more pleasure he received the slower it went, eventually stopping altogether when he got too close.

"Because, more fun from me," she said smirking. "You can get off me now."

He moved off of her, his hand leaving his cock as he whimpered more.

She rolled over on her back and motioned over him to move next to her, sitting on his knees. "Now touch me."

She was enjoying this. She was enjoying having so much power over him. His hands trailed down her chest and thighs until he reached her already wet core. Apparently the sight of him touching himself had excited her. His hand slipped up her slit before he slid a single finger into her.

Mia moaned. "You are free to do what you want with me right now, but don't touch yourself," she said as she closed her eyes. "And no sex, not yet."

As soon as he was free to do what he wanted, he pinned her hands above her head, and upon taking her discarded underwear, he quickly put it in her mouth and kissed her cheeks. "Try giving orders now," he smirked.

Mia's eyes shot open. She glared daggers at him. She ordered no sex and she ordered him not to touch himself, so the only thing he could do was pleasure her. She shrugged. That didn't seem so bad. He sat there for a few minutes. Every time he tried to touch himself to finish the job, it was as if an invisible barrier was around his cock. He couldn't do anything with it. Glaring at her, he realized he'd just fucked up. Letting to go of her wrists, he pulled the panties out of her mouth.

"Let me touch myself," he told her.

Mia smirked. "You are so going to pay. Fear me."

"The panties can always go back in your mouth," he reminded her.

"You are not allowed to put anything in my mouth that I don't want," she said with narrow eyes. "And because you've been a bad boy, you not have to get me off and tonight you will suffer blue balls."

"What!?" He growled, whimpering as he suddenly he felt his own arousal hurting him.

"Get to work, Neron. And if you are a sweet, good boy, maybe, just maybe I'll let you cum," she said smirking.

He glared daggers at her. "You will regret this," he promised as he started kissing his way down to between her legs where he suddenly found himself hungrily licking her.

Mia moaned. "As long as I have power over you, I don't see me regretting anything. Faster."

His face nuzzled her crotch, her juices covering him as he pushed his tongue in as deeps as he could go while he licked her. His nosed rubbed her clit as his fingers started to work inside her.

Mia grabbed the sheets. She was building fast and he was working her hard. Her hands stroked the back of his head sweetly. "Good boy."

He growled, trying to say something, but obviously his mouth was full at the moment. Mia didn't warn him as she came. She cried out and bucked under him, pushing his face further into her. His nose and mouth were all but rammed into her while her juices flooded his face. He swallowed hard, trying to take in as much as he could. His tongue seemed to have a mind of its own as it continued to lap and curl her juices into his lips.

Mia took a few deep breaths and looked down at him. "Sit up."

Her juices dripped from his lips and chin as he sat back on his knees.

Mia sat up and wiped his face. "What do you want, Neron?" she asked while her fingers teased the tip of his cock, pre-cum covering it.