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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) [Halloween was an important holiday in Gotham. It felt like //the// holiday that everyone favoured, but that was to be expected from the kind of people who remained in a dark, gloomy city populated by costumed villains. Halloween was Gotham. The whole month of October was celebrated, much like the festive season. Everyone's calendar was filled with highly anticipated events, none more important than whatever Halloween party you were planning to attend on October 31st. More often than not, it seemed that you were destined to find yourself at an event hosted by one of Gotham's underworld. This was //their// season. Debauchery, anonymity, indulgence, fear, terror. And the ever important trick or treat element that every criminal seemed to delight in.
You weren't entirely sure who was hosting the party you had decided to go to. You'd seen the flyer in passing and decided it looked like the perfect kind of vibes for a delightfully spooky Halloween. A not-so-secret dance hosted in one of the abandoned warehouses in the industrial district. Not somewhere you would usually choose to venture to, but the season called for it. The directions were purposefully vague, insinuating that you might need to know a friend of a friend of a friend in order to find where the best party promised was being held, but you were certain you could decipher the clues on your own and make it there. And you'd felt so confident leaving the house that evening, your quickly purchased and not very original costume donned and the flyer in hand.
But now, you weren't so sure. Maybe you'd overestimated your abilities, because you found yourself standing in the rail yard, several warehouses to choose from, but none of them even remotely inhabited. And, realising you were alone with the expected rain beginning to drizzle, you wished you'd picked a warmer costume than your predictable choice of 'sexy Batman'. You looked at your phone, straining past the fresh droplets of rain that blurred the screen to see that you had no signal. Blank. Not even a bar. Like there might be a jammer of some sorts somewhere close by. Probably a deterrant to stop people hanging around places like this, you reasoned.
As you looked around for decent shelter, you spotted one building with some paint around the door. The closer you got, the more detail you could see, and you noted that the while most of it was droplets and splashes, there was one question mark on the ground. You were so focused on finding clues to the location of the party that your mind was willfully ignorant of everything you'd learned from living in Gotham. So you clung to this tiny morsel of hope and tugged at the shutter, finding it unlocked. It squealed as it rolled up, revealing to you an industrial elevator shaft with more of the same green paint scribbled on the walls. A quick look back outside to the now pouring rain was enough to push you further inside, convincing yourself that this must be the location you were searching for. So you pushed the button for the elevator and swallowed the lump in your throat as it began to move down into the earth.
The silence of underground was only ever interrupted by the creaking of the gears and the sound of rusted metal squealing out. Until something else was added to the symphony. A crackling, static sound, building to a sharp feedback whistle before clearing up and offering you a voice you knew all too well.
"And what do we have //here//? You're not who I expected this Hallow's Eve, but I expect I'll be able to get some entertainment out of you regardless. I don't need to know how you found this place. I suppose only someone incredibly brainless could make the kind of mistakes that would lead them to my location. And I'm feeling benevolent this evening, in all of my generous glory, so when you reach the end of your journey into my domain, I'll offer you a choice. Can you guess what that might be?"
Looking around you, there weren't any cameras immediately visible, so you couldn't be sure if this was a recorded message or if you were expected to answer, until the voice boomed out once more.
"If you can't even offer a guess, then I //grossly// overestimated your intellectual abilities."
"I... Is it a choice of... Is this the warehouse party?"
There was more silence as you kept travelling downwards, the speaker system chirping once more as it came back to life.
"Pushing aside the grammatical errors in that excuse of a sentence, I can confirm to you that this is not a party. And this is not a warehouse. This..." He paused for dramatic effect "... Is an elevator. You're familiar with those, yes?"
You nodded, and the fact that the voice responded told you that there were cameras watching you after all. The suggestion of someone's eyes lingering over your body made you nervous, and you tugged at the short skirt of your costume, while trying to pull up the top, which now felt like it exposed far too much skin.
"//Good!// Well done!" The sarcasm practically dripped from the speakers. "That helps me to ascertain what level I need to speak to you on. I'm glad you understand at least that. Any lower, and we'd just be grunting at each other like chimps. Now. As it is the season of giving, in some ways, I will offer you a clue to the answer to my previous question. What would you be saying to anyone else, had you knocked on their door this evening?"
"Uh... Trick or treat?"
"Indeed."
The elevator slowed, stopping with a bump and a cloud of rising, unsettled dust as it hit the floor at long last. When the door shuddered upwards, you stepped out onto the damp ground, taking a quick look around you to find your bearings. Then a light shone bright, a green hue falling over your surroundings, as a figure stepped out from the shadows to stand under it.
"Oh..."
"Yes. Oh."
You recognised your mistake immediately, at the same time as you placed the man who stood before you. Edward Nigma. The Riddler. The paint, the secrecy, the questioning, the voice. It should all have been clear, but you were so distracted by your desire to find the party that you'd been foolish enough to let your guard down and take stupid risks. And it seemed that now, you were going to pay for that.
"You've interrupted my evening, but I am open to a change of plans. It seems my intended victim might not be coming after all, so I'm in need of a replacement. And please, don't look so worried. I'm not in the mood to have to clean up the mess of getting rid of you. Instead, we can have some fun. Play some games. And once I'm satisfied, I'll let you go safely."
He watched you as you stood there awkwardly, scrutnising your every move as you swayed nervously.
"Well?"
"Do I really have a choice?"
"Of course you do! You can leave now, but you'll have to take the tunnel exit. Or you can stay and have some //fun//. It's up to you. Trick or treat. You choose."
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) [He stopped in his tracks, caught mid-sentence as he had already begun to explain the rules of the game he intended to play with you.
"I beg your pardon!? You're going to be so insolent as to refuse my generous offer? Well then. You've made your choice. You can leave, but you'll have to make your own way out through the maze of sewer tunnels. I hope for your sake that Waylon finds you and makes it quick, before you starve to death slowly, since I have no doubt that you have neither the brains nor the endurance to make it out alive."
You looked at him, and then to the dark tunnel he had gestured towards.
''(text-colour:#FF73BB)[[[❕"Ok, ok. I'll play your game."->Game Choices ✅]]]'']
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) [You interrupted his thoughts, managing to always irritate him to the exactness of his limits. Edward hissed as you brought your gaze to his, locking him into tense eye contact as you raised your hands and placed them both on his wrists, once again trying to force him to release the grasp he had on you. He was still gripping at your neck, the tension not loosening despite the fact he was looking into your pitiful, watering eyes as your fingers reached up and clawed at his forearm. Finally, he let you push him away, and as you gasped for breath, he tutted and sighed.
"I am, ultimately, unsurprised that you ruined my efforts. Not surprised at all. I'm just disappointed."
The relief washed over you, your chest finally settling enough that you could take deeper breaths to fill your lungs. But your next inhale was sharp, painful, as you registered his further rambling.
"And angry. Not as much as I could be, but still. Enough that you unfortunately have to feel my wrath."
"I'm so sorry Mister Nig-"
"Enough. Don't try to save yourself, you'll only make it worse. I can't expect you to do anything right."
There was a rage in there he had to get out, a punishment that had to be delivered.
"I mean, //really//? How is it possible that you could be so useless? Even I can't find the answer to that question! So you are evidently at such impossible levels of idiocy that it's beyond comprehension of one of, if not the, smartest mind to exist!"
It took you by complete surprise when his pressed together fingers came into contact with your cheek. It didn't hurt, it wasn't forceful, but it was a physical expression of his exhaustion with what he viewed as subpar efforts and intelligence.
Even he seemed surprised that he'd followed through on the action, although he was more surprised that he hadn't slapped you harder. He'd managed to hold back, just a little display of what he was truly capable of before you got too comfortable with him.
And as though he were aware that he might be about to step over a line that would be difficult to come back from, he cleared his throat and tutted once more.
"There isn't even any point in offering further punishment. I just hope you have learned your lesson from this, and that you might carry it with you in future."
You nodded silently, heat stirring in your stomach as the vision of his face, tight with anger, flashed before you. He was so dangerous, far more than you had given him credit for, and there was something particularly intriguing about it, a fact that you hated but couldn't deny.
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) [He waited a few more seconds, relishing in his daydreams, really testing your limits, before he released his grip. He was impressed by your efforts, admiring your will to do exactly as he asked of you, secretly holding a new found respect for you, one he would be equally happy rewarding as he would be with testing further.
You coughed a few times, taking in deep breaths to fill your lungs, but at no point did you whine or moan. Instead, you settled yourself back up straight, cheeks red and eyes wide, but as stoic as you could be.
Edward smiled, quickly wiping the joyful expression from his face in case he gave away how happy he was that you chose this particular option. It was the one he'd hoped for, as he had something in mind that would be a win-win. Though he'd never admit to enjoying it himself, that would display far too much of his true nature to you, a stranger, a lesser being. Instead, he let the corners of his mouth drop into a more neutral, signature scowl as he addressed you.
"Well then, my little experiment. I'm not normally one to engage in this kind of thing, but I do believe you have earned it. So, if you would close your eyes…" He stared at you, unblinking, until you had shut them, blind to what would be coming next but confident that it couldn't be any worse than what you'd just gone through. "That's it. Now, while I may not indulge very often, I can assure you that I am still capable of taking your breath away in a more pleasant manner. I am, after all, Edward Nigma."
You were still piecing his words together to attempt to understand him when you felt the soft touch of his lips against yours. It took you by surprise, of course, and he had predicted correctly. You tried to inhale out of shock, but it was cut short by the contact, and your lungs were quick to expel the air left in them in a soft sigh which blew out and warmed Edward's lips. He was kissing you. Taking your breath away, stealing it from you.
His hands moved, palms skimming over your cheeks on their way to your temples, the memory of the rough callouses against your skin as his fingers began to slide through your hair to the back of your head, holding you there while he kept up the embrace of your lips. It was a gesture so tender and delicate you weren't entirely unconvinced that you hadn't died while he choked you and you were now in a very strange approximation of heaven.
But your reality was quickly brought back to you as he pulled back, letting go of you, your body slumping back to the position you'd risen from without even realising you'd moved at all.
"There, I think that's a suitable enough treat. Shall we move on?"
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) ["I thought you would choose that option. To be perfectly honest with you, I'm not sure why I bothered with the facade of a choice. And lucky for you, I have just the thing, perfect really, given the time of year. A proper treat."
Edward reached into his pocket and procured a bright green lollipop. It was wrapped in a square plastic cover, a cheap white stick pinched between his fingers.
"It might be a nicer thing for you to suck on than my fingers, though I personally think you should have savoured those as a treat. Nevertheless, I am offering you the chance to have a sweeter taste on your tongue. Not out of kindness, I assure you, but because you don't deserve to taste me any longer. That would be far too generous of me."
You reached for the candy, but Edward pulled his hand back.
"Uh, uh. Very presumptuous of you. Did you think you were getting the whole thing?"
"I guess so?"
"Foolish. No, you can have a brief suck, one or two licks. That's it."
He brought his hand back towards you, his free digits plucking the plastic off in one quick pull, and then he placed the lollipop against your lips, waiting for you to part them, before pushing it between them and onto your tongue.
Unintentionally, of course, you felt yourself putting in effort to maintain eye contact with him. You sucked the sweetness hard, letting out just the slightest suggestion of an appreciative moan. It was far more sultry than necessary, but you wanted to pull out all the stops for him. You'd learned already, so quickly, that it was best to please him, and something within you yearned for his praise, for him to be satisfied by you. If pseudo-physical affection and suggested eroticism was all you could get away with, then you were going to go for it.
But Edward seemed to be on to your game, or at least he was very quickly focused on your salacious undertones as you blinked slowly, eyes rolling back slightly. He pulled the candy from your mouth and tossed it in a pile of garbage on the floor before scowling at you and positioning himself behind his desk, his lower half hidden from you in a bid to regain his composure, and his control over both you and himself.
"That will do."
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) ["Marvellous. You know how to appeal to my more //villainous// nature."
He paused for a moment, pretending to think about your trick, despite knowing it well in advance. So rarely did he have to take time to think, after all.
"I think it would be a good idea to let you practice using your mouth for good."
"That sounds…"
"I'll offer you some simple recitations. All you have to do is repeat after me. Simple enough for even you."
"It doesn't seem like much of a punishment."
Edward leaned in to you, his eyes narrowing and his voice far more hushed than before.
"Then you have grossly underestimated me, my dear.
And then back to his usual clear, loud and self-righteous self as he turned on his heel with his finger in the air, the image of his true nature, a dork in denial.
"Let's begin! I'll speak, and you copy. My words are no reflection of myself, please note, but rather an intimation of your deep truths which I am working to help you understand, OK?"
"Uh… yes?"
He turned back to you with a smirk.
"Good. Repeat after me: I am an idiot."
You took a calming breath before you spoke.
"I am an idiot."
"Good! See how easy that was?"
"Good. See how easy that was?"
Your tone was flat as you copied him, and you couldn't help but smile a little as you watched his face drop in irritation.
"Stop that. Immediately."
Taking his instructions to heart, you behaved, waiting for his next sentence.
"I am an idiot, but I can change if I listen to Mister Nigma."
You didn't lift the tone at all, but you spoke every word clear.
"Excellent! Next one: I am nothing without his guidance."
"I am nothing without his guidance."
"I am eternally grateful for any wisdom he chooses to bestow upon me, punishment or praise."
With a sigh, you copied him.
"I am eternally grateful for any wisdom he chooses to bestow upon me."
He motioned with his hand, before offering you a generous hint.
"P… Punish-"
"Punishment or praise."
"Good girl! Ready for the next one?"
"Yes."
"Mister Nigma, sir, I am eternally grateful."
"Mister Nigma, sir, I am eternally grateful."
He was louder now, and getting more excited with each phrase he instructed you to copy.
"Mister Nigma, sir, you are truly the smartest man in the world."
It didn't matter that you weren't copying his excitement in your own words, just hearing them come from someone else was all he seemed to want. And they all followed this same suit of boosting his ego.
(text-colour:#FF73BB)[''[[❕"No one else compares to you, Mister Nigma, sir."->A1 ✅]]'']]
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) [With that, Edward was quick to begin, clearly not wanting you to change your mind before he could start his little experiment, not willing to offer you a chance to spoil his fun. The first touch of his fingertips against your skin startled you, only a little, but enough to have you flinching and moving backwards a little. But Edward paid no mind to it, only reaching further to keep his fingers against you. They skimmed softly over you, until they were on you and in position and his palm was flattening, curving around your throat.
He was so gentle at first, applying the most delicate pressure to your neck, closing your windpipe very, very slowly, allowing you to get plenty of air into your lungs to hold before you were completely close off and unable to gasp for any more.
It was easy enough to begin with, almost pleasant, though you'd hesitate to admit that to anyone who might have asked. There was a time and place for indulging in a kink, and Halloween night in the underground lair of the Riddler didn't seem like the best option. Though you might have been inclined to argue otherwise as he increased the tension and a familiar tingle of excitement, risk and arousal, formed in your chest and ran through your blood.
The excitement quickly turned to panic, however, as you caught Edward's eyes. Making eye contact with him, his intense, cold stare, the way his eyes refused to blink, to submit, made you gasp. Or at least, you tried to gasp.
You'd been so entranced by the scarily arousing manner in which he was constricting your airwaves that you hadn't realised he had ramped up the force, and as your body tried to gasp in surprise and awe, then found it couldn't do that, it instead turned to panic and fear.
In a completely unconscious reaction, you clamped your hands around his surprisingly thick and muscular forearms, the strength of which sent another chill over you. He was strong and determined enough that he might not let go, and you might not be able to make him. But just as you felt your body begin to go limp, an attempt at preservation in the most misguided manner, Eddie let go.
As you breathed in deeply, he stretched his fingers, several of them clicking as he did so.
"Oh, please. That was nothing. I need you to calm down and take a deeper breath this time. Do it quickly, because we are about to start again."
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) ["Excellent. Now, say 'ah'."
You opened your mouth, barely a sound coming out of it before you were choking your hitched breaths in surprise. He hadn't bothered to wash his hands after all, instead he placed one finger onto your tongue without so much as wiping it on his shirt front, not that that would have made much difference.
The taste of him was surprising, though it really shouldn't have been. There was a metallic tang that could only have come from wielding his tools in his sweaty hands day in and day out with no break to wash them. And you suspected that the salty flavour was either from that same sweat or, god forbid, from him not putting any kind of hand-washing regulations in place when he took a bathroom break. You shivered, and the movement caught his attention.
"Hm. How does it taste?"
You tried to talk around his finger, muffled and garbled, but comprehensible enough.
"I don't really know."
"Suck it then. I'd like you to get a feel for it, then tell me how it tastes. Tell me whether or not you like it."
There was a moment of hesitation before you felt your lip begin to move, but it was too slow. Edward had already pressed another finger into your mouth, impatience taking over.
"Maybe you need more? A //stronger// sensation for your pallette?"
Your tongue trembled under his digits, the taste far stronger, thicker being the only word coming to your mind as you tried to figure out how you would describe it to him.
"Another? Or can you fit four? Let's see."
Four of Edward's fingers now sat in your mouth, and you could feel yourself suppressing a cough, trying hard not to insult him despite him surely being aware of how unclean his fingers were. Without realising it, you began to close your mouth, discomfort settling in as you had let your jaw hang open for him, but Edward was quick to correct this action. He used the thumb of the hand that was filling your mouth, sneaking it up at an awkward angle to press on your teeth and push your jaw back down.
"No, no, no. There will be none of that. Keep your mouth open and lock your jaw into place if you must. Wider. Wider.// There we go//."
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) ["A wise choice. After all, it's not every day you are presented with the opportunity to have an audience with a man of my calibre. Now, I do have to tell you, and I take pleasure in being the one to deliver this news, that while I offered you the chance of some treats, there will also be tricks."
"I expected as much."
"Clever enough to deduce that, hm?" You fought the urge to roll your eyes at him, aware that enduring his insults was potentially the only way you might survive the evening. "I can guarantee that you might not have realised that these games will be in my favour. And before you say anything, it is not cheating. I may have an advantage, but the house always wins." I can assure you, however, that should you put in all of your effort and prove yourself a valuable //playmate//, you'll receive your share of treats."
Swallowing your nerves, you found the courage to speak in his presence.
"What kind of games? And... What kind of treats?"
"Oh, the treats will be once in a lifetime offerings, I guarantee it. The games? I think it would be easier on your poor little brain to simply say that they will be mostly physical challenges. Since I could never expect you to match me on an intelllectual level, of course."
Obviously you wouldn't be able to match his skillset there, but you doubted you might be able to compete in anything too physical either, given the outfit you were wearing and the known propensity the Riddler had for what the newspapers, and Batman, called cheating, much to his disdain. But you didn't really have much choice. It was either submit to his request for you to join in, or risk life and limg in the sewers below Gotham.
"Okay. I'll play."
"Delightful! Now, for the duration of our time together, I would prefer you refer to me as either Mister Nigma, Sir or simply, Riddler. You might need to get my attention at some point during your upcoming activities, and I will not respond to anything but those titles. Further to this, please only ask for my attention if you desperately require it. If you think you are going to die, I would rather you informed me so I don't have to dispose of you on a busy evening such as this. Now, I'm sure I'll think of other rules as we go on, but are you ready to begin?"
You weren't sure that you were, but it didn't seem like you had much choice in the matter.
"Y-yes. Sure."
Edward grinned, a crooked smile, higher on one cheek than the other, his eyes dark and sinister below his raised brows as he attempted to hold in his giddy glee."
"Wonderful. Now. Which game would you like to play?"
''(text-colour:#89B51D)[[[❔"Shall we see how long you can hold your breath? A more physical test?"->Choking ✅]]]
(text-colour:#89B51D)[[[❔"Would you like to see if there's anything your mouth can do better than make dreadfully foolish remarks?"->Fit ✅]]]
(text-colour:#89B51D)[[[❔"There's always the option to play a very simple guessing game, if you'd like?"->Guess ✅]]]
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) ["Again?"
Your voice was hoarse, and you fought the urge to cough, knowing it was only going to take much more effort from your windpipe and lungs than you thought they could handle after Edward's assault on them.
"Yes, again. That was a pathetic attempt on your part. I'd like you to at least try to put some effort into this. I am aware that you might not take scientific endeavours such as these as seriously as they should be, but I do. And since you're nothing more than my lab rat for the time being, I expect you to be as dutiful and submissive as one. Understood?"
As terrified as you were, the adrenaline in your body only served to convince you that you could take more. And the pent up arousal, the tension that wormed its way through your veins, only supported this argument. If you nodded along then you would get more of the punishment. And the punishment was painful, terrifying, life-threatening. But it was also hot.
When you nodded, you could have sworn you saw Edward trying to suppress a genial smile, but he managed to catch himself at the last minute. Had he not, he would have given away his own excitement at getting his hands on you once again, and he was already having to worry about the stirring in his pants being at fault for that without adding another sign into the mix.
"Well then? Take your breath. Make it a good one. Be sure to fill yourself up."
You did as you were told, taking a slow, deep, very concentrated breath. You tried not to expel it too quickly as Edward grabbed your throat in a swift motion. He increased his pressure far quicker this time. His teeth were gritted as he concentrated on making sure you were suffering under his hand. Foam collected at the corners of his mouth, saliva frothing as he let his mind wander.
You were weak. It would be so easy for him to crush your windpipe in his palm. And you had let him do this. You consented. You agreed. You must have wanted it, and he couldn't blame you.
He delighted in this suggested desire, impressed with his own strength and how he had complete and utter control over you, over your very life. With a demented grin, he made a mental note of the way it stirred something in him, and to practice this on any future victims should the mood take him. Though he wondered if they would be just as enjoyable, or if there was something particular about you that he found so malleable.
But as Edward felt his chest swell with an excitement he rarely experienced outside of besting true enemies, you could feel the tension of your potential, nearing death getting closer and closer . You could either keep holding your breath in the hopes of this test not lasting much longer, or fight against every instinct and push back, hoping to end your suffering quickly.
(text-colour:#DE6A31)[''[[🔸Give up and push Eddie back.->Trick 1 ✅]]'']
(text-colour:#DE6A31)[''[[🔸Keep going and hope you don't die.->Treat 1 ✅]]'']]
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) [Once your mouth was open wide once more, obeying his commands so willingly, Edward began to slide his fingers along your tongue and further, further, down the back of your throat until you began to gag. Your eyes were watering as you struggled to keep your cool, not wanting to disappoint him any further, not wanting to let him win. But it seemed rigged in his favour, as he was the one in control, and you had let yourself fall into this trap.
You choked on your own coughing, spluttering as he withdrew his fingers from your mouth, chuckling as he did so, smiling contentedly as he only now decided to wipe his fingers on his shirt. Once they were almost completely clear of your drool, he gripped your cheeks with them, holding your head still. You could feel the quickly cooling damp of your own fluids as he pushed your cheeks in against your teeth.
"I think you just need a little practice. They say, after all, that it makes perfection. You have a considerable length to go before you're at those levels, but you could still benefit."
He hooked his thumbs into the corners of your mouth, stretching your lips to the sides, laughing at you when you began to drool, as your whines echoed around the room, as your skin turned a soft shade of pink where the tension built.
You coughed once more, but this time your drool went down the wrong way, and you began fall into a fit of choking, one that had spoiled it for Edward it seemed, as he removed his fingers from you, took three steps backwards, and allowed you the space to calm down and clear your throat. With a gentle sigh, he let his disappointment be known.
"A pathetic, and yet also somehow valiant, effort. I doubt I would have done much better. I'd have gagged immediately at the notion of some lesser being placing their fingers inside of m- I… Yes. Anyhow. A trick or a treat. I'll let you choose. 'Tis the season, and all that."
(text-colour:#DE6A31)[''[[🔸Trick->Trick 2 ✅]]'']
(text-colour:#DE6A31)[''[[🔸Treat->Treat 2 ✅]]'']]
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) [Edward smiled at you, that same grin that could mean anything, running the entire gambit of intentions from cruel to kind.
"Well now. How do you feel? I imagine, given that you have survived through this challenge, as infamous and extraordinary as all of my challenges are, that you are feeling proud. Ready to give up? Would you like to receive your treat? I mean, if it were up to me, I would want to prove myself with another game. But you're not me. I can't imagine your mind or body, or soul for that matter, would want to willingly suffer any longer. But I'll leave it up to you."
(text-colour:#DE6A31)[[[🔸Try another game.->Game Choices Redo ✅]]
(text-colour:#DE6A31)[[[🔸Take your treat.->Final Game ✅]]]
(text-colour:#DE6A31)[[🔸Skip to the end.->End and Exit ✅]]]]
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) [Edward tried to keep his smile from spreading too wide, but he was satisfied with your choice. He'd hoped you would agree to at least hear him out, but here you were, enthusiastic about your reward. He paced the floor as he talked, hoping the distraction would keep him from appearing too giddy, and that it would hide his gleeful grin from you.
"It would be difficult for either of us to pretend that there hasn't been an element of fun to everything we've done this evening. You seem to be a woman after my own heart. Unafraid of the nastier things in life. The grit and the grime. The essentials. Surely, you would agree that there's been something even just a little darkly entertaining about how this evening has played out?"
He paused as though he were waiting for you to answer, but while you were contemplating what would be the best course of action to take, not wanting to sound too enthusiastic either for better or worse, Edward had already begun to speak again.
"I rarely have company, which might surprise you. And it's even rare for them to be this competent. And I must add, by the way, that this isn't a compliment. You are simply the best of a bad bunch, and you've proven yourself as such. So, for that reason, I am willing to confess that I would perhaps entertain the notion of giving you something I've given very few others."
"What… What would that be?"
Once again he paused, something you'd learned hours ago was more of an attempt to add a dramatic effect to his long-winded, rambling monologues rather than to open up the dialogue into a conversation. So this time, you had no intention of breaking the silence, instead waiting for him to inevitably restart his lecture, which of course he did.
"I imagined tiptoeing around this might be useless, given your… Yes. Well, there's a considerable amount of tension which has built up. Perhaps we can resolve that."
"Are you… What?"
Edward groaned and sighed, pressing his fingers to his temples in frustration.
"Your prize, or your treat, should I say, is a night of… Well, not quite passion, not necessarily. But definitely a night of pleasure."
It took you a few moments to register what he meant, mostly because you would never have expected it from him. Hopeful that you had the right idea, you softened your expression and attempted to clarify.
"How can I be sure that means what I think it means? Your idea of pleasure might be a lot different to mine."
"I can assure you, my dear, that despite my god-like qualities, I am made up of as much human material as yourself. I have wants, and needs, and desires. And those are met with the same methods as the dregs of society, much to my dismay. As for my tastes… I am a man of culture. I enjoy learning, it's what I do best. Should you wish to lead us one way, I will happily go along with you. You can be in control, or at least, I can offer you the illusion of control."
"Oh. Oh!"
"Yes."
"Oh… Oh my… Yes?"
"You sound somewhat hesitant. It's entirely up to you. Leave now, safely via the elevator, or agree to one night that you can brag about until your pitiful life comes to a sputtering, meaningless end. Shall we?"
(text-colour:#DE6A31)[[🔸Blank stare. Decision's are too hard.->Lap ✅]]
(text-colour:#DE6A31)[[🔸Don't wait a minute longer, run to him!->Floor ✅]]
(text-colour:#DE6A31)[[🔸Let Eddie initiate things.->Desk ✅]]
(text-colour:#DE6A31)[[🔸Leave without your reward.->Game Over 2 ✅]]]
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) [There was no point in pretending not to be completely desperate for him by that point. Edward had to have been entirely aware of the way you had completely allowed yourself to be under his control, willing it even, the way your gaze lingered, the way your mouth hung open in awe as he insulted you. And now he was offering everything you'd wanted since you'd come face to face with him after stepping out of the elevator. So you knew you would have been a fool not to take the chance.
He'd barely finished his sentence before you were jumping at him, your body meeting his with a loud thud. It knocked him completely off balance, which suggested he might not have been quite as knowledgeable about your desires as you worried he was. But by the time you'd both landed on the floor of his workshop, he was sinking in, a smug warmth spreading in his chest as he felt you press harder into him.
Edward grunted slightly, adjusting to soften the dull pain in his back where he'd landed the hardest, but eventually he was able to let himself go, succumbing to your kiss. His hands travelled over you, tightening his grip on your body as he traced over your sides and your hips.
You were surprised by how quick he was to embrace you, how easy he seemed to find it to sink into your body. It was a comfort, to know he seemed to want you as much as you wanted him, at least in that moment. But still, you could feel him fighting for some kind of dominance though, unaccustomed as he was to being the one submitting in any situation, although you imagined that any manner of submission he found himself in regularly didn't include this kind of reversal of his more familiar role.
As his kiss trailed down to your neck, you questioned whether to continue fighting him, to make him yours and face this new position, or to give in and allow him to have whatever he wanted. So far, that's what you'd been used to, but there was a little bit of appeal in seeing him under you, his kisses more like bites, his touch more like clawing, his moans more like huffing sighs of exerted effort as he struggled against you. It was arousing, to see him flustered, and you weren't sure how to get him more riled up, but you knew there were plenty of options.
(text-colour:#DE6A31)[''[[🔸Let him take over.->F1 ✅]]'']
(text-colour:#DE6A31)[''[[🔸Remain in control.->F2 ✅]]'']]
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) [You made your way to his desk, your feet moving your body before your heart or your mind had really made their decision. It was clearly obvious that deep down, past all of your worrying and overthinking, that you definitely wanted this. You wanted him. So you were grateful that some part of you was able to identify this and was making the effort to get it.
As you approached his desk, you leapt onto the surface, settling yourself, sitting down atop it as Edward sat in his chair in front of you. A sudden shyness came over you, and you averted your gaze from him, trying to find something, anything else, to focus on instead of his intense and studious gaze.
Once you were settled, Edward stepped to you, his fingers grazing over the bare skin of your knee, indicating that he was hoping you would spread your legs apart to make room for him. Ever dutiful, you did exactly that, your breath hitching as you found him there, in contact with you, his body surprisingly warm for all that his demeanour was ever cold.
As you shifted your legs to accommodate him, happy to welcome his body closer, his presence making you giddy, heart rate speeding up, chest heaving with a suppressed giddy glee, he happened to look down, catching a glimpse of your underwear before you readjusted your skirt. You could feel the blush forming in your cheeks, reddening with embarrassment, because you knew he'd seen your shame.
"My, my, my! Aren't you easily excited! All I had to do was lean in a little, put the pressure on you, barely even touch you. And you're already //dripping// with anticipation, hm?"
You were too stunned to speak, and you couldn't even look away. He had you hypnotised, his sudden candour when it came to the matter of your sex enough to have you beginning to drool, your lips swelling as your clit throbbed.
"Shall we see to that little problem down there then?"
The way he spoke about you, slightly more than humiliating, deliciously filthy, only made you warmer, wetter, your thighs tensing as you tried to squeeze the tension away. But you knew only one thing would work. Still, you found it difficult to force your voice to speak up. Edward's casual address of your particular predicament had flustered you, and you sensed that was his goal as he grinned mischievously as he pushed you for an answer to his question.
"It's your choice, dear. I hate to have to reiterate that, but at a certain point I do think I have to usher you towards the next step. Otherwise, we might be here for a far longer time than I can spare. I am a very busy man, as you should well know."
You looked at him, keeping his eyes locked on you without blinking. He licked at his lips before he spoke, as though preparing you both for his next words.
"Well, perhaps I could make it slightly easier for you. Don't want to burden your brain with the impossible task of sifting through the various and sundry lascivious tasks we could engage in. Tell you what! I'll narrow down the choices. Either you bend over and hide your body's shameful glee, or you can lean back and be exposed for the desperate //whore// I now believe you to be?"
(text-colour:#DE6A31)[''[[🔸Bend over.->D1 ✅]]'']
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) [You weren't entirely sure what to say. The offer was tempting, both of them. You could leave and be done with the confusing nature of your evening with the Riddler, but then you would be missing out on the opportunity of a life time. Or, you could stay, and risk a reward that wasn't quite as pleasant as you hoped it might be. The flirtatious nature of his words told you that this might be as exciting as you wished, but there was always a chance that it could go the opposite direction entirely.
As you pondered the choice, you found yourself staring at Edward almost unblinking. And his gaze was directed right back at you, monitoring, calculating. He'd already given you a question, he was now waiting for your answer.
The silence between you both was tense, uncomfortable. This was the longest he'd gone without rambling at you since you'd made the misstep of getting into the elevator in the first place. But thankfully, he broke the silence.
"Why don't you come over and take a seat? I can't imagine that your brain can manage both the act of standing and thinking."
With a sheepish smile, you made your way over to his desk, only realising once there that he didn't have a seat for you. Instead, he tapped on the edge of the desk in front of him with two fingers. You took the gesture as a command, moving into the space between him and the desk, and perching on the edge.
"How is that? Easier to focus now?"
Your eyes had wandered down to his lap, taking in his thighs, his hands resting on them. His own eyes did the same, watching the way your legs moved, crossing over in an attempt to protect your modesty. There was the suggestion of something a little more rude beginning to form at the front of his pants, but before you could embarrass either him or yourself, he interrupted you.
"It's a yes or no, really. Either you want this, or you don't. If you want to walk away, you can, otherwise…"
He patted his lap, and it only took you a second before you committed to your decision, sliding off the desk and onto him, your legs straddling his thighs as his hands curved around your hips to hold you steady.
"There. That wasn't so hard, now, was it? I suppose for a smaller brain, it might be difficult to tell what the //correct// answer is, but you did manage to get there after all."
Edward's smile was surprisingly genial, kind almost, despite his mocking words and tone.
"And now that you've finally made your choice, you will unfortunately need to make another. This is //your// reward after all. So… How would you like to utilise the position you fine yourself in?"
(text-colour:#DE6A31)[''[[🔸Guide Eddie's hand to your rear.->L1 ✅]]'']
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) ["A brave choice."
Edward moved his body closer to you, and this time you could hear the gravel shifting under his steps. He'd given up on being discreet, clearly, or perhaps he was being generous with some subtle clues. But when he asked you to provide an answer, you couldn't.
"Well?"
"I can't smell anything yet… Can you come closer?"
You flinched as his fingers came into contact with your chin, and he held your face, tilting it upwards to face him despite the fact you were blindfolded.
"My dear, I thought you would never ask."
Fabric brushed against your nose, and you could tell it was a rough texture. It bumped into you once or twice but you still couldn't quite place it. There wasn't a distinct scent, just much the same as the others.
"How about now, hm? Or do you need more?" A silent nod was all the response you could give him, because you were so focused on getting this one correct, proving yourself to him, even though you knew that he'd never accept you as a winner under any circumstances so it was a futile venture. "I'll give you a clue then, shall I?"
The sound of the zip was unmistakable, and you could feel your heart thumping louder in your chest, hammering away in your ears, worried that Edward himself might be able to hear it too. There was a shuffling of fabric and then he took another step, the smell much more potent now. It was thick, sweat and salt, the scent of skin, hairs, bland soap underneath it all.
"Can you tell now? Should I allow you to add another scent into the mix? Taste is often intrinsically linked to smell, maybe that would help?"
"I uh… No. I think I know."
"Pray, tell."
"I think it's… I think it's your penis."
"How very formal. I think we're a little beyond that at this stage, no?"
"OK… Your cock then."
He felt himself twitch at the dirtier word and the way it poured over your lips with such ease. It was driving him a little bit more than insane that you were a sufficiently entertaining enough that now he was distracted by you, more than just your interruption to his evening.
"No, no. Penis is… fine. And please do not remove your blindfold, I will tell you once I am decent."
Though he wasn't a particularly prudish about the body, he didn't want you spying the slight firmness that was developing, surely you catching a glimpse of his half-chubbed cock would give away the fact that he was beginning to enjoy himself.
"You can take it off now. And I do believe I would consider that, begrudgingly, a win."
(text-colour:#DE6A31)[''[[🔸Continue->Next Steps ✅]]'']]
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) ["If you make a mess then that would mean you have lost. And so you will be forced to endure a punishment. I really did think that was the simplest part of my explanation. Do I have to write it down for you? Or have someone with a similarly low IQ come in to explain it to you in a words you will understand?"
"No. No. I... I've got it."
"Very well. Go stand against the wall. I'll be right back."
You were aware that you could use your time alone to escape, but the threat of what was waiting for you in the dark sewers below the city was enough to hold you in place. That, and the fact that you were sure Edward had cameras to watch you, and would no doubt find you and enact a far more dangerous punishment on you than the one he had planned if you failed this first game. Even as you waited for him to return with the water, you could feel your thighs beginning to press together instinctually, your stomach beginning to feel tight and full as your bladder strained to contain its contents. Just as you began to jiggle lightly, hoping the movement would, at the very least, distract you, Edward returned with a large, long glass filled with cloudy water.
"It's fine, really. I don't have an adequate filtration system down here. Yet. But you won't die. I haven't. Although, perhaps even my antibodies are smarter than yours. An interesting thought. We might test that out in another game, if we have time. Now, drink up."
He watched as you took the glass from his hands and began drinking, his eyes watching your throat move as you took one large gulp after another, the water beginning to trickle down from the corners of your mouth onto your chin, one droplet making it's way to your front. He caught it's entire journey, and made no effort to conceal his lustful gaze. When you cleared your throat to gain his attention back to the task at hand, he only smiled and took the glass from you before sitting himself back down across from you.
It wasn't long before the water was having an effect on you. Your body was tensing, writhing slightly against the wall behind you as you tried to maintain any semblance of composure you could cling to. Edward watched, breath hitched in his throat, as your movements seemed to hypnotise him.
That familiar tickle, the strain, that came with holding in your needs, prickled your skin and had tiny beads fo sweat forming at your hairline. You were desperately trying not to make eye contact with Edward, knowing what kind of expression would meet you if you did. Taunting, unkind, willing you to fail.
He was hopeful that you would. It would be a far more interesting outcome, not just because he couldn't face someone winning a challenge he set, but because the humiliation you would suffer at losing, at making a laughing stock of yourself, would be unbelievably sweet.
(text-colour:#DE6A31)[''[[🔸Continue->G5 Twist ✅]]'']
(text-colour:#DE6A31)[''[[🔸Give up->Game Over ✅]]'']]
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) [Edward blinked in silence for a few seconds, unsure of what to say for the first time in his life. Not since he'd picked up his moniker, his notoriety, had anyone dared to show such insolence, mocking him directly to his face.
"I- How dare you!? Of course I'm //clean//. And even if I weren't, you should consider it a luxury to bask in whatever scent I happen to be giving off."
"Sorry! Sorry… It's just… The scent you're giving off now is motor oil, and I don't know if I should be inhaling that."
He grimaced, but as he turned away from you to reach for one of the filthier rags on his workbench, you could see him trying to covertly sniff down the front of his shirt. You smiled, a distinct warmth in your chest as you realised he might actually have the capacity to be a little uncertain, less confident than he portrayed himself as. But you made sure to let your smile drop before he turned back around, instead questioning what he was doing with the grubby scrap of fabric he held in his hands.
"What's that?"
"Well, I had no intention of hosting tonight, so you'll forgive me for being unprepared. But this will do as a blindfold. Now, let's get it on you. Take away one method at least with which you are deciding to judge me."
"I didn't mean-"
Edward shook his hand at you, batting away your attempt at an apology or explanation.
"I do not need you to comfort me. Do you really think that you have the kind of power, the status, the mental capabilities to truly upset me? I don't think so. No. I'll take judgement from someone like you when Hell itself freezes over."
He tossed you the rag and you placed it against your eyes, tying it tight at the back. It would be difficult to smell anything past the various smells that lingered on it, but you assumed you'd get used to it.
"Is your vision completely obstructed? Don't lie to me. I will know. And I will punish you for falsehoods."
"I can't see anything."
"Good. Let's begin."
You couldn't hear his movements as well as you expected to, despite his large boots and the gravelly floor. So when he was directly in front of you, speaking close so the volume was increased, you jumped in fear.
"Frightened so easily?"
"No. Startled, yes."
Confident that you couldn't see him, Edward smiled at your brazen attitude, appreciating the challenge you presented him with.
"Good. This is your first guess. Take your time."
You inhaled deeply through your nose, but the scent from the rag was still overwhelming your senses. You thought you could find the slightest hint of something else underneath it, but it was such a similar scent that you couldn't decide if you were imagining it or not. You reasoned, however, that similar scents might suggest stained fabric, so you threw out your guess, not wanting to prolong the inevitable.
"Is it your shirt?"
"Is my shirt a body part?"
"Fuck."
"Indeed."
You could feel the panic rising in your throat, bile building up as you tried to swallow it down.
"Your chest! Is it your chest? Or your torso. In general. The bit below your shirt."
Edward squatted down to your level, his eyes trained on your body, a wide cruel grin that you couldn't even see stretching his deep wrinkles upwards.
"Oh, I'm sorry. You've failed to identify the body part correctly. I'm afraid you lose. We'll move on to the next one, no point in lingering too long on your failures. Otherwise, we'd be here all night. And tell you what, we can call that one a trial run. It'll only get harder from here on out."
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) [He didn't wait very long before he was commanding you to brace yourself for the next round. You could feel a surge of excitement now, knowing how close he was willing to get to you. It was almost an honour, like he would say, to be able to know him so intimately.
"Are you ready?"
"As I'll ever be, I suppose."
"Good girl. That's what I expected."
You could feel the heat of his body as he got closer to you. You weren't sure which part of him, but there was a lot more of it, and far deeper into your personal space than just his fingers had been. You reasoned, therefore, that it must be a larger area, or one close to his torso. And then it hit you, the slight smell of aftershave under the scent of his body and his sweat and his clothes.
"Your neck?"
It was a risk to call out so early, but you figured that going with your gut would get you through it quicker, at least.
"Correct!" Edward leapt back, taking the sweet tang of his aftershave with him. "Well done, you've surprised me. But that was easy, given the lack of faith I had in your ability to get something, anything, correct. Next round? We can make this best out of three."
Forgetting you could speak, not just blind, you nodded silently. You were about to correct yourself and answer him, for fear he might chastise you further, but you were silenced by the sudden overwhelming musk that struck you. He'd moved closer once more, and this was a far more obvious scent. Thick, sweaty, filling your nostrils and sparking something in your brain.
"Your… underarm?"
"Right again. That was an easy one, given to you out o f pity. I didn't want to see you lose a streak. But since you've proven yourself so very smart, let's try for one more round. You haven't won yet."
"Hey! You've changed the rules then. You said best out of three! That's cheat-"
''"THAT IS NOT CHEATING!" ''
The sudden increase in volume, and the pure rage on his face, suggested you had crossed a line that you weren't even aware had been set out. But you'd learned your lesson already, even before he continued with his long rant.
"I am asking you to prove yourself, your supposed sharp wits! Please do not make me put an end to your life over such ridiculous and false accusations. Understood!?"
You were literally shellshocked by the outburst, so much so that you were focused on the direction of the sound, entirely stupefied, before you even attempted to mutter out an answer.
"O-of course… Mister Nigma, sir."
That seemed like what he would have wanted to hear, and luckily, it did seem to wash away some of his anger as he returned to a normal volume.
"Good. Now. Do not test my patience again. This is your game, not mine, and I am the one who will challenge and impart any judgement and wisdom. So take a deep breathe and prepare yourself to make a choice, which I am offering with benevolence and trust that you will appreciate that. Now... Would you like to try one more round? Or would you like me to provide you with a little bit of an education?"
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) [As time ticked on, you began to feel like you might burst. And the longer you stood there, holding in your pee, the more you began to question this game. What were the metrics for winning, exactly? There was no set time limit for how long you would have to refrain from wetting yourself. It felt rigged, like you were going to lose inevitably, eventually.
At the mere thought of the futility of your efforts, you felt your body beginning to give up. A slight trickle of warmth escaped, dampening a tiny spot on the front of your underwear, which luckily Edward couldn't see. It threatened to gush from you, however, and you could tell you were barely holding back the flood.
You glanced up, unintentionally catching Edward's eye. There was an obvious impatience growing, and you could tell he wanted you to fail for more than just the fact he would get to see you lose. Your body tense with a strange feeling of arousal as you noted the way he kept watching you, even after you caught his lingering gaze, licking his lips.
He could tell you were close. There was a scoff caught in his throat as he considered how long he was willing to patiently wait for this outcome, judging you for how quickly you were about to give it to him.
Now, as you reached the end of this challenge, he had to consider a few things. Would he be cruel or kind? Would he make you get down on your hands and knees and clean up after yourself? Or would he save that pleasure for himself?
As he pondered these options, he noticed a slight shift in your posture, knees knocking together as a last ditch attempt to hold back the flow, and then releasing as your urine trickled down your thighs to them. No point in forcing yourself to keep up the charade now that you were soaking your legs and the floor below you in your piss. The relief was amazing, for the few brief seconds that it lasted, until you could feel Edward's eyes on you, boring into your body, looking down at the puddle and then back up at you.
"Well, well. It appears you didn't quite have the strength to see things through. But I will admit that you made a valiant effort. So I will leave it to you to decide. Judge your own actions. Do you think you deserve a trick of a treat?"
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) ["An excellent decision. Wise, for you, at least. No point in struggling along without a clue when you could admit defeat and do what's best for you. Which of course is absorbing as much of my knowledge as I'm willing to give you."
Edward paced around you until he was settled directly behind the seat you sat in. His voice carried through the room, but it felt so much more focused as it came from behind, hitting you and focusing you. Out of a little bit of fear, you sat up straighter, hoping to remain focused on his lecture, praying that you managed to remember what he was saying in case there was some kind of quiz at the end. But you knew it was almost entirely futile, as the concept of him testing you, imparting his wisdom, was sending sharp shocks through your body, excited adrenaline tingling under your skin.
"Do you feel //proud//? Do not answer this. I am offering these questions to you as reflective exercises. I already know the answers. I want you to know them too. Are you proud of your performance? Are you happy with your decisions this evening so far? Does your life fulfil you? Or do you envy someone greater, better, like //me//?"
His voice got ever so slightly louder as he moved closer to you, closing in, the heat of his body almost perceptible before he stopped to speak again.
"I will concede that scent is a particularly difficult sense to master, possibly the most difficult. It takes practice and a breadth of knowledge to be able to distinguish specific undertones and slight hints from each other and to parse that into a definitive concept is… Well, I could do it, but I shouldn't have expected so much from you."
Edward's hands dropped to your shoulders, and you jumped a little, settling down as he began to roll his fingers just above your collar bone in a repetitive and somewhat relaxing manner. His thumbs settled behind them against your shoulder blade, and they rubbed in small circles, easing at the tension that had built there.
"Still, though. You might not have impressed me, but you didn't quite disappoint me either. And everyone, at least everyone else except me, has to start somewhere in their journey to education and enlightenment. Consider yourself lucky to be under my tutelage, even for this brief period and in this constricted subject matter."
His touch was somewhat sweet, a kind enough gesture. But it was causing a new tension to form elsewhere, the pit of your stomach knotting with desire as you realised how you were relishing the feeling of his hands on your body.
"It bodes well, however. Because you might not be as stupid as I thought. Congratulations."
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) ["Very well. I am impressed with your ability to admit defeat. But I'm not willing to go easy on someone who is not only a loser, but an unashamed one at that."
Edward studied your body, your hands in front of your skirt, trying to hide your shame, knowing that the damp patch wasn't visible on the front of your outfit but reacting more out of instinct than anything else.
"Remove them."
"Remove… what?"
He sighed, the exhale turning into an exasperated groan. With his fingers pinching the bridge of his nose, he spoke through gritted teeth.
"Your underwear, imbecile. I'm not having you spend the rest of your time down here with soiled panties. As much as I would like to humiliate you, you seem to be doing a good enough job of that for yourself. At least you're good at something."
The way he spat the last word at you sent a tingle down your spine. You wondered if he'd ever spoke it before, in any kind of context. It felt far lewder coming from him.
"Lift your skirt first. I would like the mess you have made of yourself to be on display. Can't be too lenient in meting out my punishment."
Your trembling fingers still moved to follow his instructions, shyly lifting your skirt up, exposing your damp underwear to him. You couldn't see, but you could feel enough to tell that the white fabric had stuck to your skin, highlighting the details of your crotch to him. And no doubt had become see through too. Ignoring the fact that you hadn't been given permission to cover yourself up again, you began to pull at the band of your underwear, pulling them down and dropping your skirt at the same time to cover yourself from Edward's intense, unblinking gaze. The fabric was soaking wet, and you could smell yourself on them immediately when you were holding them out in front of you.
Edward moved to the back of the room, opening the door of a rusted locker and procuring something from inside before stepping back to you and tossing the balled up fabric your way. With your free hand you caught it, letting it unravel as you pinched the end of it. Boxer shorts, not new, but clean. And then, as it unfurled further, a small rag of cloth-like material fell to the floor just shy of the puddle you had created.
"I'd rather you not make any more mess of my workspace while you're down here. Dry yourself off with the rag. And you will be returning those boxers by the end of the evening. You won't be taking home any additional prizes."
You did as you were told, once again, dutiful in your behaviour. Once you had the fresh underwear on, a slight tension in your stomach as you realised you were wearing his clothes, you looked around for somewhere to place your sodden panties.
"Oh for- How helpless are you?" His gloved hand reached out, snatching them from you. He turned his back, reaching once more for the locker, hoping he could pocket them for himself and that you would forget to ask for them back. When he turned back around to face you, you caught his eyes and you remained trapped in his gaze.
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) ["Interesting. I wouldn't exactly say you were deserving of a reward, but I admire your refusal to admit defeat."
Edward studied your body, your hands in front of your skirt, trying to hide your shame, knowing that the damp patch wasn't visible on the front of your outfit but reacting more out of instinct than anything else.
"Remove them."
"Remove… what?"
He sighed, the exhale turning into an exasperated groan. With his fingers pinching the bridge of his nose, he spoke through gritted teeth.
"Your underwear, imbecile. Unless you have decided you want to be punished and remain in wet, soiled underwear for the remainder of your time down here?"
It seemed like the kind of request that would land you in yet another nerve-inducing scenario with Edward, but you were too fearful of the ensuing punishment not to do as he told you. So you reached up under your skirt, and the moment your hands began to tug, he turned away. The modicum of privacy he offered struck you as a genuine display of kindness, so you made sure to be quick so as not to test his patience. With a light cough, you signalled his attention was free to return to you, but before he did, he spoke.
"Removed?"
"Uh… yes."
"I don't see how that question merited a stammered pause at the beginning. I asked you a yes or no question. Some certainty in whether or not you are wearing underwear would be a simple ask, or at least one would have assumed it would be."
"Yes. I. I took them off."
"Good."
Edward walked diligently towards a locker at the back of the room, taking something out which you could only identify when he was standing in front of you, stretching out the fabric to show you the underwear.
"I will be kind enough to let you borrow these. But I insist you swap them back for your own garments when I'm finished with you."
You reached your hand out to take them from him, but he dropped to his knees before you instead, holding them out in front of your feet and gesturing with a shake of the boxers for you to step into them. Once they were past your ankles, he raised them up your calves and thighs, his fingers grazing over your skin as he did so. His palms skirted over your hips as he secured the waistband at your waist, and you could have sworn you heard him inhaling deeply as his head was at the same height as your sex. Before you could linger on that thought too long, he interrupted you.
"You had better appreciate this. I think you may be the first person who has had me on my knees before them."
He was quick to stand back up, to resume his position of supposed authority. All the while, you chewed on the inside of your lip, realising that your body was reacting to the inevitable rousing experience of wearing his underwear. You hoped you wouldn't make too much mess in them before you had to return them to him.
Edward took your old underwear from you, pinching the wet fabric between two fingers and dropping it less than delicately onto one of the workbenches. You could feel your cheeks reddening again, embarrassed by the fact he had seen you in that state, and that he'd seemed just a little more thrilled than you expected someone might be at having a stranger piss all over their floor.
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) [It wasn't something you could find the words for. This kind of offer felt purely physical, and so you responded as such.
Edward let you take his wrist in your hand, allowing you to make the decision on your own, no influence over it. This wasn't out of any kind of benevolence, but more out of his own lack of preference for what came next. Whatever you would have him do, wherever you were leading him, he was only happy to follow, with no complaints about what he was going to receive.
Once his palms were cupping at your cheeks he grabbed at you, elatedly playing with the part of your body you had given him permission to start with. With his hands sliding over the fabric of your skirt, he felt you, admiring your form, committing it to memory as he grazed lightly over your shape, clutching at you when he felt the overwhelming need to do so.
Your body was captivating in a way he'd never expected, and before long, he was teasing your skirt up, finally letting his hands slide over the tops of your thighs to delve below the fabric. You felt soft, smooth, at least more than anything he was used to touching. He followed your skin, pushing underneath your underwear, surprised by how warm you were, how much warmer you got as he got closer to your crack, heat emanating from your asshole, drawing him in.
As his palms rounded the curves, his fingers spread your cheeks apart, grazing over the sensitive, puckered skin of your hole, having to stifle his own satisfied, growling chuckles as you whined and breathed heavily in response to his adventurous touch.
But before he would give in, go any further and do exactly what you were silently willing from him, Edward removed one hand from under your skirt, holding in front of you, one finger raised as a gesture to give him a moment to speak.
"Are you sure this is how you would like to receive your reward? I only ask because I want to be sure you can handle it."
You took his hand once more, this time pulling towards your lips. The finger that moments ago had silenced you was now being taken in over your lips, resting on your tongue as you sucked it, sliding over it, coating it in your saliva. Once you were finished, you let it out with a satisfying pop, smiling at Edward as he watched you, wide-eyed and in some disbelief at how forward you were being.
"I'm sure."
"Despite knowing how //cruel// I can be? Is that what you were looking for? Or were you hoping to see a softer side, lured in by your tempting offer?"
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) [It wasn't something you could find the words for. This kind of offer felt purely physical, and so you responded as such.
Edward let you take his wrist in your hand, allowing you to make the decision on your own, no influence over it. This wasn't out of any kind of benevolence, but more out of his own lack of preference for what came next. Whatever you would have him do, wherever you were leading him, he was only happy to follow, with no complaints about what he was going to receive.
You lay his palm flat on your upper thigh, fingers still around his wrist as you pushed his fingers forwards. They curled over the curve of your leg, pushing down between them, and grazing over the front of your underwear. The heat of you surprised him, and the next exhale he let out was slightly louder, a shuddering breath that spoke of both excitement and nerves.
He clamped his palm down, his fingers wriggling and tickling over your lips, a smile creeping up into his cheeks, light shining in his eyes as he admired the sounds you made. Soft giggles, little moans that filled the dark, cold space with a glowing heat which struck him in his chest and travelled to the pit of his stomach.
Edward let his fingers push below the fabric that separated him from your pussy, his fingers spreading your folds, teasing at your entrance. He could feel his thighs tensing in response to the touch, the experience of feeling you, the intimacy he'd long avoided finally making sense to him. One finger pressed inwards, surprised by how wet you were already for him, slick collecting at the mere flirtation of his digits against you. He followed your body's instincts, your hips rolling forwards to meet him, his finger sinking deeper into you, sucked in almost, unable to avoid the temptation.
He was breathing hard, trying his hardest to remain collected but finding himself unable to stop. His hand began to move, rotating at the wrist, fingers curling, exploring, fucking you as you whined, biting your lip to stifle the embarrassingly desperate sounds he knew he would never forget.
You were in no better of a state, your body grinding, writhing, desperate for more of him, for him to be inside of you, filling you. More fingers, his tongue, preferably his cock if he would allow you the experience of getting to be fucked by him.
As you watched his body, taking in the way he looked as he focused on fingering you, you could see the growing bulge at the front of his pants, throbbing as he explored your warm cunt with his slender, dexterous fingers. You knew he was just as eager as you were, both of you at almost the point of explosion before you'd even experienced the //real// thing.
"Eddie… That's enough… I'm ready."
"Yes, I can feel that. So //wet//, so hungry for it. But a part of me enjoys the wait, the tension. The fact that you are so //needy//. This is my reward too, you know."
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) ["I want you to make a mess of me, Edward. I want you to //ruin// me."
At your word, Edward jerked his hips upward, his cock up to the hilt inside of you, the feeling of your limits soothing over his head, your slick coating every inch of him as he made sure he was burying as much of his cock within your cunt as he could. But he could only remain there for a few moments longer, before he just couldn't take it any more.
He hooked his hands under your thighs, shifting you upwards, and closer to him, the warm breath of your sighs against his cheek as he let his cock fall completely out of you just in time. Lowering you back onto him, your wet cunt resting against his abdomen, his cock against your ass, he came in thick ropes that shot up your back and onto his own legs, indeed making the mess you had demanded.
The crazed release, the lack of foresight into what kind of clean up might be involved, the way you had moaned his name into his ear, lips grazing over his skin as he came hard. It all had him flustered. In the confusion of the moment, he stuttered over an apology, thinking it was the only sensible action to take in the aftermath of such a frenzied display of lust.
"I mean, your clothes… I'm afraid maybe I made too big of a mess."
"Nah, don't worry about it, Edward. It'll be dark on my walk home, so hopefully no one sees //too// much of me. Or… you."
"You know, you don't have to go home right away of course."
"Of course?"
You raised an eyebrow, playfully questioning his sudden kindness.
"Not //right// away. I didn't say you could move in. Wipe that smile off your face."
But his defensive response only made you smile wider, a look that softened his own expression as he continued.
"I could offer you a shirt, something to put over you in order to keep most of our little secret between us."
He found it odd to be what he could only describe as 'sweet', and when he noticed you were still smiling, he decided to try and pretend he was as cold as he was before he'd known you so well.
"Or you could just leave! I doubt anyone would be surprised to see someone like you covered in… Well, covered in that. In fact, I'd wager they'd be more surprised to see you clean and composed."
Edward noticed you, eyes focused on him, boring into him, giving him enough cause to give up the facade.
"But if you insist, you can stay. But just… Only for a while, understand!"
You nodded, grinning wide, intending to outstay your welcome for sure.
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) ["Please don't pull out, Edward. I want you… I want it… Inside of me. //Please//."
The way you whined on the last word, the pathetic sound trailing on the end of your sentence and filling the room, made him completely lose himself. He was thankful that you hadn't asked him to move, hadn't demanded he leave the warm embrace of your sweet, wet pussy. Because now, he could cum inside of you, fill you up as he whimpered and moaned.
He grabbed at you, scratching at your arms and back as he flooded your insides with his cum, coating his own cock, the mess on his lap and between your thighs cooling in the air but warm and sticky enough that it left a lasting impression. Dirty and sordid, but strangely intimate, and almost romantic, at least by his warped and uninformed standards.
Edward muttered a soft noise, clarifying when you tilted your head and surprising you as much as himself in doing so.
"I said… I apologise for the mess… If you'd like, you can take a shower."
"Oh wow! You're offering me //more//? Even after I've already received my treat?"
Your playful smile made it easy for him to gloss over the irritation at your sarcastic tone.
"Well, I wouldn't want you returning back to the real world in such a state. I have a reputation to uphold."
Now that you had him engaging, you reasoned that it was worth trying your luck. If you could push a little more now that he was in a receptive state, completely satisfied and no doubt a little too love-struck to argue with himself, you might get more than either of you bargained for.
"Mhm. Sure. And will you be joining me? I mean, you're quite a mess yourself."
Edward paused for a moment, as if he were genuinely considering the options, pretending that he wasn't already aware of the stirring in his stomach once more, heat growing as his arousal built up so quickly after dissipating with his orgasm.
"Hm. That would be the most logical option. Only for the strains on the plumbing system down here. It's difficult to filter clean water, and while I would argue that I deserve the shower more than you, given my importance, I can concede to us sharing. If… That's OK with you?"
You nodded, biting your lip to stifle a giggle he might read as //at// him rather than //with// him.
"Lead the way then, Mister Nigma, sir."
You removed yourself from his body, standing on legs still shaken by the eruption of satisfaction just moments ago. Edward offered you his hand and you took it with a smile, one he returned with a blush as he led the way.
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) ["Edward, I can take it. I can take it!"
"Are you //sure// about that?"
"Yes, yes! Please! I want it!"
He let out a derisive, snorting laugh, one of judgement, almost pity, at your pathetic desperation. But he took your pleading and continued to fuck you, rough and hard, a cruelty behind the way he moved that spoke volumes not only about his truthfully dangerous side, but of how badly he seemed to want you, close to pleading himself.
In fact, he was so concerned about concealing that part of him, the little voice that screamed inside, begging and screeching, asking for more of you repeatedly, never seeming to get enough of your body, of the way you felt around him, clenching, tight, warm, clinging. So much so that he lost track of time, or his surroundings, only brought crashing back to the moment when he heard a shuddering sigh, a whimper that turned into a choked sob.
Edward looked at you, furrowing his brow, irritated at the interruption to your previous sultry sounds of agonising ecstasy. You were ruining the moment, because now he had to worry about you. So he studied you. And then he noticed Edward noticed the shine on your cheeks, tears that were sticking to your skin with a pitiful gloss. He pulled out of you carelessly, his still erect cock pressing against your body as you sat atop it. It wasn't anywhere near as enjoyable when you weren't finding pleasure, and so he decided to stop. Only for now, though. He wasn't doing this for you, more for him. So he had to make that known.
"Oh no, what seems to be the matter? Did you make yet another pitiful error in judgement? not even smart enough to know your own limits?"
You nodded sorrowfully, finding much needed relief in the fact that he had ceased his painful thrusts inside of you. You wanted to thank him, but you couldn't quite find the words you needed, nor the energy to speak them.
"I see. Lucky for you I am able to read you like a book written for those considerably under my intelligence level. And even luckier, I've grown somewhat intrigued by your failures. You're like a human riddle, one I'll have to work at to solve."
Edward pushed your body, sliding you off his thighs, leaving you standing by his desk, free of him, feeling empty and hollow without his touch, your slick coating your underwear as you stayed there, aching for him.
"Take a minute to recover. I promised you a reward. And you //will// receive one. We just have to get you to the right level first. Rigorous training might be required."
You weren't sure what he meant, but you suspected you weren't going to be free of him for too long before he came back to you.
"Let's hope that no one misses you while you're gone. Given how dim and weak you are, this might take some time."
It seemed as though you might have to work a little harder to earn your reward, or your escape.
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) ["Would it really be a reward from The Riddler if it //wasn't// a little bit of a punishment too?"
The way you smiled at him, your eyelids closing over slowly, seduced him with ease, and soon he was grinning salaciously, one hand regretfully pulling away from your body to open a lower drawer in his desk. After rooting around for a few seconds, he produced a half-empty tube of lube, a sheepish look crossing his face as he realised how much that gave away of his own more personal exploits. But the fact you had begun to nod at the sight of it had him leering once more.
Edward shifted your body slightly, moving you down his thighs in order to unbuckle his belts and loosen his pants, enough that he could reach below the band of his underwear and grab hold of his cock. When he pulled it out, you could see he was fully erect and ready for you. It was mesmerising, the way he quickly, with obvious practice, lubed himself up, his palm stroking down his shaft as he hissed, coating him sufficiently.
And then his eyes were back on you, pulling at your hips, bringing you back in. He placed a palm against your hip to balance you as you raised yourself off of him, the other gripping the base of his cock, and then, as you slid your underwear to the side, he positioned himself against your hole. You slid down at your own pace, comfortable with the stretch, taking deep breaths as you felt more and more of him inside of you. But once your cheeks touched his thighs, and his cock was buried as deep as he could go, Edward's fingers sank into your skin and he began to rock you against him.
It didn't bother him at all the way you began to yelp, he was blinded by how tight your ass was, how you gripped at his cock with your tensing muscles, how your own hands gripped at him, clawing at him, trying to expel some of their own adrenaline, pain, excitement, as he fucked you with a brutality you hadn't quite expected, despite being mentally prepared.
Edward bounced his legs, only increasing the force of his thrusts inside of you. The pressure building in you was intense, and your body felt full, at capacity, dull, throbbing pain translating into a warmth in your stomach that made your clit twitch as you savoured it.
His breathing was ragged, desperate, and he only broke the rhythmic huffing to whisper into your ear.
"Can you take more? Or are you at your limit?"
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) ["I am desperate. I do need you. I want you. Please, just do it, Edward."
Even you were shocked by how whiny and pleading you sounded. But despite being very well aware of how you were coming across, you only continued. It was perhaps a little humiliating, but you kept leaning into it because you could tell you were getting a reaction from him, and a very physical one at that.
"You promised, Edward. You said I could have it."
Edward smiled, cruel as usual, but with a forgiveness that had you standing up to remove your underwear, shimmying out of it quickly before he could change his mind, or curse you out for daring to do so without his permission. His eyes drawing upwards from where you left your underwear on the floor, settling back to your face as he undid his belts and grabbed his cock, pulling it out from his pants without blinking.
You flinched when he grabbed your wrists, but your nerves were only rattled by the anticipation. Edward guided you back to his lap with a sly expression, only dropping his facade of calm when your bare skin brushed against his cock.
It was clear that he was as desperate as you were, as he carelessly ran his cock along your lips, blindly aiming for your slit before he found it, entering you quickly and bucking his hips immediately in a bid to fuck you as soon as he could. He held you close to his own body, his dirty fingernails clawing at your back, somehow marring your skin even through the fabric of your shirt. You returned the favour, albeit far more kindly, as you found your hands caressing his cheeks one minute, running through his hair the next, scratching at the back of his neck as you balanced yourself while he bounced you on his lap.
Edward seemed like a novice at anything physical, but he made up for it in raw, bold enthusiasm. He fucked himself up into you with a ferocity that filled you with a burning heat, stretching your walls without asking for any forgiveness, and rutting without any aim but simultaneous pleasure. Although you did notice after a while that his movements began to stutter, coming almost to a complete halt.
"I… I hate to ruin the moment, but I do think I should warn you that I'm //very// close."
At the lack of his motion, you found yourself rolling your hips and grinding against him, seeking the same sensation he was providing you, not quite able to make it feel as good as he did.
"Me too, Edward. Keep fucking me, I want it. Please don't stop."
You were begging him, so serious in your tone, but he wasn't quite building up the speed like you wanted.
"There is a slight issue with the quickly approaching finale to our dalliance, though. I don't have any kind of protection… Should I… ?"
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(text-colour:#DE6A31)[''[[🔸Avoid the risk.->L2.1.2 ✅]]'']]
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) ["As long as you promise to be kinder than you've been the rest of this evening."
Your genial smile tapped into a part of him he hadn't realised still existed, long after he'd dedicated his time to eradicating any empathy. Taking to heart your request for a more gentle experience, he reached for the bottom drawer of his desk, finding the bottle of lube he kept for himself in his more stressed moments, coating two of his fingers with it rather than his palm as was his usual routine. You stepped away from his lap for only a second, long enough to slide your underwear down to the floor, leaving it there as you straddled him again.
With his hands back to your ass, he spread your cheeks and ran one of the lubed fingers between them, settling over your hole and pressing against it, watching your face for any reactions, positive or otherwise. When you bit down on your lip, a smile still managing to sneak through, he pushed forwards, beginning to finger your hole, teasing you with a hint of the delights you were about to experience.
Once he was satisfied with how slick you were, how desperate you were, grinding against his leg, he removed his finger and, with difficulty given how wet they were, he unzipped his fly, unbuckled his belts, and set his cock free of his underwear. He was fully erect now, ready to enter you. The remaining lube on his fingers was spread down his length, the excess plenty enough to aid in your pleasure.
Returning his focus to you, he let his palms skate over your hips, raising you slightly, holding you in place as your feet touched the ground, just enough to keep you upright while he positioned his cock head against your asshole. He kept his eyes on you as you lowered yourself down slowly, nodding as you did so, encouraging you to take it in your own time. His mouth began watering as your body encapsulated him, tight walls stretching to take him in.
Edward let you rock against him gently, only ever offering you comfort and stability with his hands, delicate, gentle touches that made you feel safe, cradled and secure. Each soft moan that you let escape over your ever parted lips sent a shock of warmth steadily flowing through his veins. He was entirely enraptured by the way you moved, how you felt inside and out.
There was something so intimate, so romantic about holding you there, the slow, rhythmic movements, the way you were both working at your own orgasms as well as each others. You were aware of each others' bodies, moving in tandem, breathing in sync.
"I'm close…"
He reasoned it might be polite to give you an advanced warning, but he hadn't thought further than that. So your response took him by surprise.
"Fuck, Edward… Give it to me, please."
As knowledgeable as he was with very much literally everything else in the world, he had never considered it might be worth his time to practice any kind of dirty talk, any lewd sentiments being confined to the back of his mind as he focused on more important things. Now that he found himself needing it, he did his best to wing it, knowing an attempt was better than nothing.
"I'll give it to you… I will… Where… Where would… Where do you //want// it?"
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) ["I… I… Edward, I think I can keep going. But… If you wouldn't mind, maybe…"
Edward sighed, closing his eyelids over as he calmed the quickly forming frustration at your indecisiveness and seemingly inherently clueless nature. He paused for a moment, his hips stalling, his cock still buried inside of you but manageable now as it wasn't pressing on and off against your upper-limit.
"You think, or you know? This kind of situation requires definitives, my dear. And if you can't provide them, then-"
"I can. But, please… Maybe just… a little…"
He raised his hand, silencing you.
"Don't beat around the bush when requesting kindness, it's so unseemly. If you would like me to offer you some reprieve from my naturally demanding physicality, then ask. Insist. Is that what you want? You want me to be, contrary to my nature, gentle? Then take some control over what little you have."
"Yes. Ple-. Yes. Do it. Slower."
He did as he was told, his back straight and tense against at an angle, shoulders resting against the back of his chair, his hips working into you. His own pleasure threatened to consume him, but he maintained his focus. A man of his word. Never one to cheat. This was //your// reward. As he watched you, though, marking the changes in your demeanour, he was concerned to see you scrunch your eyes shut, biting your lip to stifle a sniffling sound. And then he watched as a shine of tears welled in your eyes.
Soon the tears stained your cheeks, your eyes pressed tightly shut with droplets still forming and spilling down to your chin as he kept his hips pushing upwards into you, far more gently now, but worryingly still too rough for you it seemed.
"Is this still too painful? Have you learned //nothing//? Were you even listening to me?"
"I was, Edward. I just… It's perfect now. It's good. So I don't know why I'm crying. I don't know. But I'm sorry."
He was shocked by your vulnerability, that you seemed to be not directly but inadvertently admitting that the sensation of him inside of you, the act of having sex with him, was such an emotionally significant experience that it brought you to tears. It was flattery of the highest order, the kind he felt he was deserving of but rarely received. And so, feeling inclined to return some of the favour, Edward reached deep within to find the shred of empathy he had left. His hand cupped your cheek as you steadied yourself in his lap, his cock buried inside of you, his hips slowing down, his other hand guiding your hips to find your own pace.
"You… You have nothing to be sorry for. This is your reward. However you want it, that's how you'll receive it. Please. You take control. Work to your own needs. Use me as you will."
Edward was as attentive as he was before, but instead of the dull tingle of pain from before, you now felt a satisfaction that filled your chest, your body rolling on his lap, letting his cock slide against your insides. It only took a few more minutes of this far kinder movement to find yourself grabbing the front of his vest, clenching your fists around the fabric as you felt yourself cumming over him.
As you whined and moaned, Edward leaned in, placing his lips to yours, kissing you as you rode the final waves of your orgasm. He seemed far less concerned with his own pleasure, holding your hips steady to focus instead on making sure you had drained every last drop of satisfaction, to ensure that your body experienced each and every last jolt of electricity that riding him had given you. And then, when you had caught your breath, he leaned his forehead against yours. You could just about see the smile he wore as he spoke.
"See what you can achieve when you listen to those smarter than you? A valuable lesson that you've learnt tonight."
And you had learned it. Edward taught you the value in taking control of your fate.And he was about to learn something himself. You had no intention of letting your fate end there. You suspected there was plenty more he could offer.
(text-colour:#DE6A31)[''[[🔸The End->End and Exit ✅]]'']]
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) ["You feel so good, Edward. I really can't help it."
He leered at you, greedy and wanting, before he growled under his breath leading into a command.
"Hm… Well then. I think you should remove your underwear. Let's not make this more of a task than it has to be."
His smile was cruel, almost a sneer, and it only seemed to spread wider, more maniacal, as he watched you step away from him, your hands reaching under your skirt, bending over as you slid off your underwear and left them on the floor. With his eyes still on you, Edward blindly unbuckled his belts and unzipped his pants, reaching within them to grab his cock. He pulled it out and let it fall to his abdomen, rock hard and laying there in wait. His eyes narrowed and he moved his head, almost imperceptibly, in a silent gesture that told you to come back to him.
Edward held his cock at the base as you positioned yourself above his lap, hissing in satisfaction as you let your wet, slick lips slide over the head, resting yourself back down on his lap with a satisfied moan, filling your cunt with every last inch of his length.
As he found himself moving on instinct alone, his hips bucking up into you, his hands finding the softest areas to grab on your body, he realised he was looking directly into your eyes and that you were looking right back. There was an intensity to it, an intimacy that he'd never really experienced before. It formed as a heat in his stomach, spreading down his thighs, causing what lean muscles he had in his slender frame to tense up. He was barely blinking. It felt to him as though he were trying to focus completely on you, never wanting to lose a moment of the experience. And similarly, you only closed your lids as you squeezed them shut in the face of the pressure of him stretching you.
You were concentrating on the pleasure, trying to make sure you remembered exactly how he felt inside of you. And when you clenched around him, committing to memory the feeling of his cock against your insides, you felt him twitch, a shudder vibrating over his body.
He was close. It was almost already over before it had really begun, but he expected that given his desperation and lack of practice.
" F… Damn. I... I don't have... While I'm entirely in good health, with certificates to prove as much, I don't have the means of protection for other... Issues. But I… I'm close…"
Even in this moment of tension, he managed to stop himself from saying anything //too// crude, lest he disappoint himself. He was better than that. He could keep composure even if he'd given into this much humanity. But he required from you a firm decision. The permission to give in or the instruction to maintain himself.
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) ["I really don't care, Edward. I just want you. Anything you're willing to give me."
The way you spoke made him tremble, and his hips began moving again automatically, your body suddenly pummelled by his thrusts as he found his pace again with no problem. It wasn't long before he was right there once more, on the edge of his orgasm. It was almost instantaneous, and he felt a little bit of shame at only getting one or two more pumps inside of your wet, velvet walls before filling you up, but he could excuse it. After all, you flattered him so. You were willing to take that kind of risk with him. It spoke of your desire. You wanted to have him filling you up inside, painting you with his seed, marking you as his own. It felt like he was staking a claim in your cunt in the hopes that he could leave a lasting impression on you. Or better still, ruin you for any other man.
And, deeper inside, hidden where he might never look, he hoped it might give you an excuse to come back. Not that he truly hoped that there would be any //lasting// consequences to his abandonment of care…
That sudden panicked thought brought him crashing back to the room, instantly comforted by the way you sighed as you leaned your head on his shoulder, still riding the waves of your own orgasm, hips shifting slightly, very slowly, as you milked every last drop from his cock. And then he was aware of the mess. The sticky sensation over his legs and abdomen, the warmth that spread. It was a little embarrassing, he thought, that he would get so carried away, and he uttered the apology without realising it.
"Edward… Don't apologise. This is //exactly// what I wanted. And what a perfect treat to come away with from my evening's efforts."
He smiled as he let his arms drape around your waist, hands falling to your hips to hold you.
"And perhaps I wouldn't be adverse to offering you the chance to win this experience again. It'll be much easier, next time. You already know my modus operandi. And I'm inclined to be a lot more lenient with you."
His grin spread wide over his stubbled, ruddy cheeks, and you could sense that he was struggling with his efforts to offer a playful dialogue, so you placed a soft kiss to his lips. It surprised him, and you, but it felt like the perfect ending.
(text-colour:#DE6A31)[''[[🔸The End->End and Exit ✅]]'']]
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) ["Oh… Well pull out then, Edward, shit!"
In a less than careful manoeuvre, Edward shifted himself awkwardly and was suddenly free of you, his entire body grieving the feeling of being within your warm, needy cunt. Clumsily, he reached between both of your bodies for his cock, and you slid down his thighs to give him enough room to chase his orgasm.
Edward began jerking himself off immediately, not one pause for breath between leaving the caress of your wet pussy and entering the grip of his rough fist. You leaned back to watch him, your back against the desk for balance, a creeping desire to finish yourself off alongside him. Luckily, that's exactly where Edward's mind had gone too.
"Touch yourself."
He instructed you with such blunt confidence that you felt your stomach tighten into a knot that needed to be released. Keeping your eyes trained on his, feeling like prey with the way his gaze was trained on you in return, you lifted your skirt and began stroking your clit. Edward made a guttural sound, a growling at the back of his throat as he clenched his jaw. No sooner had you begun to tease the sensitive bud that glistened with your slick did you have your fingers pressing deep inside of you, disappearing up to the knuckle, two of them trying to satisfy you, unable to make up for the void he had left.
"More… Take off your shirt… Your breasts… Touch them.."
Edward could barely string together a coherent sentence, but he didn't need to. You understood him and you obeyed his commands. You slid your shirt off your shoulders, enough that you could lower the collar and expose both of your breasts to him. With your tits in the cold air of the room, your nipples hardened, and your free hand cupped one breast, fingers lazily circling the erect nub as Edward watched.
"Edward… //Oh//, Edward."
At the sound of his name being whispered out, the way you bit your lip to stifle any more accidental claims of adoration, Edward felt the final pulse of his impending orgasm and couldn't hold it back any more. His cum shot from his flushed head in long spurts which landed on the front of your dress. He hadn't intended on making such a mess, or being quite as rude as he felt that was.
"Sorry, I… Got a bit carried away. Here."
You wanted to tell him there was no reason to apologise, but you were completely silenced as you watched him shrug his shirt off of his shoulders. Your eyes lingered on them, broad and strong, finding your gaze falling to his exposed arms, surprised by how muscular they really were. He pushed the shirt to you again, offering it as an alternative to your now stained dress, or at least something to cover yourself up with.
"There. At least you can go home with some dignity."
"Do I… Do I have to go right now? So soon…?"
He was flustered immediately at the notion that you would want to say, failing miserably at keeping himself seeming aloof.
"Not at all! You can stay! Absolutely. Ahem."
Realising he might have sounded too keen, he added another sentence, one that seemed more like himself.
"As long as you promise to be quiet. I don't need you causing any further distractions."
You nodded in agreement and offered him a smile that promised otherwise.
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) ["God, Edward! Fill me up! Fuck the risks!"
At your insistence, the almost deranged growl at the back of your throat that pushed your words forward, Edward worked at you fast and rough. Every stroke of his cock inside of you was a threat to his release as he teetered so carelessly on the edge of his orgasm. But now that he knew you wanted him? Wanted it? He was keen to give it to you. Although a little part of him still lingered on the associated risks.
He wasn't lying when he said he had certificates to prove his health in that particular department. He'd be hard pushed to have collected various sexually transmitted infections given how infrequently he was ever physical with someone even in passing. But what about the potential for… No, he could ignore that. The amount of beatings he'd taken? The constant exposure to toxic fumes and dangerous mechanics? He had hopefully rendered himself entirely sterile.
Would it be the worst thing in the world? Likely. But it was worth it to let you take home the prize, a little memento. And it meant he got to cum inside of you, not having to pull out until it was truly over and you'd both had your fill.
So Edward let his palms cling to your hips, fingers digging in as he held you there, pushing you down onto his length, bottoming out within you, intent on his climax.
Fuck the risks indeed. He knew he'd never forget the feeling of letting his cum coat you, of keeping himself steady as his cock pulsed inside of you, not moving until he'd deposited every last drop and made sure that you would be taking more than just the memory of him away with you when you finally left.
But at the very last minute, he panicked, filled with regret for a mistake not yet made. It was a risky maneouvre to wait until the last second, but he managed it, pulling out of you, pushing you relatively aggressively and knocking you off balance a little. His cum spurted onto your thighs and your skirt, and he sheepishly looked to the floor once he was finished.
"Edward… That was… I mean. There were better ways to handle that."
Your thighs were pressing together in a pathetic show of desire, wishing he had left as much of him inside of you as he could have.
"Well, this way you don't have to take away any little reminders... Don't let it be said that I am not a thoughtful man."
You smiled at him, cheeks flushed in a way that made him consider you in a slightly different light, one where he might even call you adorable.
"I suppose I do have to. After all, I still got to have some fun."
He shivered as you shifted on his lap, slick cunt against his thighs, his softening cock twitching. You didn't get up though. You were clearly not quite ready to give him up. But it was OK, because he didn't move you away himself. He wasn't ready to give up either.
(text-colour:#DE6A31)[''[[🔸The End->End and Exit ✅]]'']]
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) [You didn't say anything, you couldn't. It would be a little embarrassing to beg him to keep going, to cum inside of you, to press his cock deep and fill you up. But Edward seemed to share your same desires, and you let out a gasp of excitement and a sigh of relief in one breath as he continued to fuck you with no suggestion that he might pull out.
In fact, he was fucking you harder now, making sure his cock was buried up to the hilt within you, each stroke bringing him a little closer to the ending he suspected you wanted just as badly as he did. Though he would never admit that out loud. There was something so deeply sentimental about it all. He knew that if he let himself go, released his seed inside of you, that there was every chance of you leaving with a little more than either of you bargained for. But the risk, he found, was arousing. The idea of him tethering you to him intriguing. Whether he actually wanted it or not, he couldn't deny that there was a pleasure to be gained from the idea of more of //him// in the world.
And, perhaps selfishly, he knew it would be a reason for you to see him again. And again.
That self-stroke of his ego alone had him letting go, his cum warm and thick and filling you. He could feel it bursting back out of you as he shot spurts within your walls that you couldn't contain. It dribbled over his lap and your thighs, but he kept himself there. The notion that he might be impregnating you made him giddy. It was a gift. It was a violation. It was such a dastardly little plan that, whether or not it came to fruition, pleased him just to know he had instigated it.
He growled as he leaned into you, his voice rasping as he caught his breath. He could barely speak, but that never stopped him from waxing lyrically about whatever he wanted. And right now, he wanted you.
"I've marked you now. You're //mine//. And you'll never be satisfied by anyone else because I did it //right//. I did //good//. I did it //best//. And I filled you up with //me//. Whatever you make of that, so be it. But know you're carrying a //true// gift inside of you right now."
You wanted to argue with him, to deflate his ego a little bit, but you really couldn't find it in yourself to do so. It would have been a lie anyway if you were to say you couldn't feel his warmth within you, how great it felt, how amazing he was, and how you'd be aching for more every day going forward. Quietly, you focused on letting his cum penetrate you, willing the same as he was, hoping for a mistake to turn into something more. A reason for him to call you back. Something to bind you to him. It was oddly romantic. A treat, but also a trick.
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) [Thank you for reading this!! (It's Finnie... by the way... not the Riddler anymore...) I'm so glad I finally completed one of these. I do think I was perhaps... too lenient? There were always options to go back and correct mistakes, but that's how I like my choose your own adventure novels. I remember having to bookmark all the option pages when I was a kid so I could go back and find them easily lmao
Anyway, if you liked this, please like & reblog my post or tell me or even give me a tip on kofi, because this was a looooooong ass project and I would like to know if it's worth doing another one in the future!! I definitely have some ideas for some more interactive stories in the future, so they might get written either way lol
Thank you to my sweet dorks, Gus Gus, Marchie, and Ri, for being my friends and for looking at this while I was writing it and to Linds for giving it a proof read to make sure I wasn't just babbling and rambling when it needed to be punchy and fun!!
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) [You let your body go a little limper than it was before, making it easy for Edward to flip you over, his hands grasping for your wrists and pinning them to the floor above your head. As he looked down at you, pinpointed pupils, clenched teeth with hot breath and spittle, you could almost feel the force of his lust, the pull of his body to yours. Before you could ascertain more from his intense gaze, however, he was diving into you once more, his lips meeting your neck, teeth grazing in attempted bites as he let himself go completely.
Assured that your hands wouldn't fight back, he let go of your wrists, moving to unbuckle his two belts and undo his pants. You could just about hear him unzipping over the shuffling sounds of you both writhing together, and you looked down to try and sneak a glance at him. You watched as he pulled something from his pocket, a condom that you couldn't imagine was freshly purchased but which you were happy to risk. He tore it open with his teeth before beginning to slide it down over his fully erect cock. It was average length, decent girth, veiny and framed by unkempt, dark pubic hair which appeared to have begun to get lighter with his age.
Now that he was ready, he let his hands push up your thighs, lifting the hem of your skirt. His fingers took hold of your underwear, pulling them down to your ankles, pausing to let you squirm out of them. He took a few moments to appreciate you, below him, warm, wet and ready for more.
With a sly grin, he spat onto his fingers and pressed them to your cunt, the most basic effort to slick you up, and then he positioned the head of his cock at your entrance, sliding in with a choked groan. Edward moved slowly, waiting until he had buried as much of himself as possible within you, a rumble in his throat as he pushed up to the hilt, felt your body tense, your fingers grab at him, nails embedded into his forearms. And then he bucked his hips a little more. A rough, brutal movement that made you scream out in both pain and pleasure.
Surprisingly, this was enough to make him stop entirely. His cock rested still within you, and he looked at you with a raised eyebrow, a slight hint of concern on his face.
"Apologies. That was perhaps a little too much too soon. Should I... ease up?"
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) ["Edward, I thought this was supposed to be my treat. You said I could be in control. You're not switching the rules up again, are you?"
There was a tone of familiarity in your words which normally he would find reprehensible and warranting a swift and severe punishment. But it also intrigued him. You clearly felt comfortable enough to challenge him, and while he was insulted that you thought you were good enough to do so, he found your bravery rather delightful, and worth a reward in and of itself.
"Of course not, my dear. But I do think you have to earn the good things that come to you."
"And I haven't done enough yet?"
He stopped for a moment, taking the time to properly consider your efforts. And much to your surprise he seemed to be leaning in your favour.
"I suppose you have. So take control. What would you like from me?"
You couldn't believe how easily he had given up, and while you suspected there might be some hidden motive behind his willingness to hand over the reins to you, it was an exciting enough offer than you decided not to question it.
"Get on your hands and knees. Uh… please. Mister Nigma, sir."
You spoke it with as much confidence as you could muster, but it still read as a suggestion or a request rather than a demand. But regardless, Edward did as he was told and as you lifted yourself off of him, he got himself into position in front of you. When you eventually stood up and looked down at him, on all fours and at your command, you almost felt light-headed. There were so many things you wanted to do now that he was your willing subject, rather than the other way around. But he was still as terrifying as ever, like a stray animal that you might struggle to trust.
In fact, that was just what he was like. A potential pet. He just had to be won over with strict training and plenty of care.
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) ["Well, well, Edward. You're a lot more obedient than I thought you would be. Very well trained, it would seem. Where did that come from?"
He smirked, clearly still maintaining even an imagined sense of dominance despite the fact he was there before you, so submissive, so keen to please as he had promised.
"I'm a man of my word. I owed you, after the entertainment you have provided for me this evening. And I am smart enough to know not to bite the hand that feeds."
You took a few steps closer to him, placing your hand under his chin and lifting it to bring his gaze to you.
"And if the hand wants you to bite? What then?"
Edward grinned, a mischievous smile that felt far more vicious than he might have intended it to.
"Then I'll do as I'm told."
"Good boy. That's what I was hoping to hear."
You ran your fingers through his hair, grabbing close to the roots at the back of his skull and pulling him closer to you.
"I don't want you to bite. Not yet. But if you're hungry…"
There was a gentle movement, only slight, but you could tell he was nodding. So you pulled him further, until his forehead touched your body, then his nose, his face buried against your mound. You could feel him nuzzling in, forcing his face into the front of your skirt, the fabric soft against his cheeks, your body warming the tip of his nose and his lips.
You tossed your head back as you heard him inhale deeply through his nose, taking in your scent, a low, rumbling growl emanating from his throat and vibrating over you. It was too much, almost. To feel him so desperate for you, so interested, so aroused, by nothing but your body as it was.
His hands lifted from the floor, taking his weight on his knees, and you could hear him whining as he opened his mouth and placed it onto the fabric, trying to inhale you, to consume you, through the barrier there that teased him, tormented him.
"Edward… Edward…"
It was impossible to hold back your moans. He was two layers of fabric away from your hot, aching cunt but that was almost enough to send you over the edge, and he seemed to realise it, close himself from nothing but the suggestion that his lips and his tongue and his teeth might meet your sex.
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) [You could barely contain your excitement, giddy glee thumping hard in your chest, almost painfully so, as you took in the sight of Edward at your feet, under your command, or at least pretending to be. It was such a flattering gesture, even if it was only the illusion of control that he had bestowed upon you. A gesture that you reasoned should be encouraged, rewarded, even.
"Hmm… Since you're in the right position for it, Edward… How about you let me give you a treat?"
His ears perked up, and he tilted his head, craning his neck to look at you, curiosity crossing his face.
"Isn't this supposed to be your treat?"
You suppressed a louder laugh, instead letting out a soft, playful chuckle.
"I can't think of anything better than what I have in mind. I find just as much pleasure in giving as I do receiving."
Edward held firmly the belief that people should be showering him with praise, gifts, adoration, and even more so he believed that everyone else should feel grateful for the opportunity to compliment him. So he was never going to turn down this particular opportunity.
"My dear, who would I be if I turned down the offer of receiving pleasure."
With a smile that crossed into the territory of leering, you began stepping towards him and then around him, making your way to his rear. Once you were on your knees, your hands on his hips and rounding his modest ass, he had an idea of what might be about to happen, but he was afraid of letting himself believe it concretely. A taboo, at least in the minds of others, a practice quite lewd, erotic, intimate, personal. His body twitched as he prepared himself, hoping beyond hope that he was right in his assumptions.
Your fingers moved to the waist of his pants, reaching around the front to unbuckle his belt, crossing delicately over his growing bulge as you did so. Now loose, you could tug at his pants, bringing them, and his underwear, down to his thighs, exposing his rear entirely. His cheeks weren't exactly ample, but they still made your heart flutter at the sight of them. The skin was pale, pasty, covered in patches of dark hair which got thicker as it got closer to the tan colour of his asshole.
You ran your finger down between his cheeks first, pressing in slightly as you crossed over his entrance, delighting in the way it made his body jerk forwards, biting your lip to stifle your own moan as he sank back towards you, clearly aching for the touch, chasing it.
With a deep, preparatory breath, you leaned into him, feeling his cheeks across yours as you pressed your face between them and let your tongue fall over your lips, seeking the taste of him. The first few flits that you traced around his hole made him cough and splutter, as though he were choking on the sensation, or attempting to hide how satisfying he found it. But the longer you went on, tongue lapping at him, fingers tensing, holding his hips to keep him in place, the less control he seemed to have over his body, and he let go in a flutter of groans and breaths.
And then, when you inserted your tongue, just ever so slightly, he let out a wail, his fingers scratching at the ground, convulsing, back arching, his mouth opening in a silent moan before he managed to form some semblance of words.
"Ah… Good //god//… That's… You're… Wow…"
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) [You tried not to sound patronising, or like you were kissing his ass, when you chose your words carefully.
"I don't mind... It's an honour, no matter what you're doing."
At the kindness in your words, Eddie suddenly felt himself leaning more towards the slight hint of emotion that had been building up for you. Not quite care or concern, in any genuine capacity, but an admiration he'd rather not admit to but was content to express physically, at least for now.
You could feel it in the way he moved, the way he touched you. Far sweeter and much more gentle as he stopped fucking you with desperation and aggression, moving slower, passionately, dedicated to your pleasure as much as he was to his. It was your reward, after all.
As his cock caressed your insides, sweet stretching in almost slow motion, he took you in his arms, holding you as he fucked you delicately. There was a strange tension now, not the frenetic lustful one from before, now it was a push and pull between your bodies, as though you were making a genuine connection, becoming closer physically and emotionally as Edward exhibited a side of himself that you didn't imagine anyone had seen in a long time, if ever. Maybe not even himself.
Trying to encourage him, you placed a hand to his cheek, the other against his chest, your touch as delicate as he was, reciprocative of his sudden change of demeanour, welcoming it with your own kindness.
Edward's gasps had become quieter, as though he were too focused on everything else to put effort into forcing any louder sounds out of his mouth, not willing to expend the energy where it wasn't needed. Still though, in the back of his mind, he was acutely aware of how vulnerable he was, how the mere act of offering himself in this way could be misconstrued as weakness, and that he was trusting you a lot by showing it to you.
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) ["Don't get soft on me now, //Mister Nigma, sir.//"
It seemed as though he snarled at the sultry tone that was thick on your words. Another growl punctuated his swift movements, his hips picking up a brutal pace, thumping violently into your body as he chased the satisfaction of seeing your bite your lip to hold back your screams. His hands, once busy at your waist holding you securely as he pumped himself into you, made their way to your stomach, sliding up under your shirt.
As Edward's fingers grazed over your nipples you let out a little squeal, and in response he teased them, holding them between his fingertips and pressing hard until you hissed, delighting in the sounds he was able to pull from you, inspiring your pleasure with his hands an a manner undeniable. But it wasn't enough, and soon he found himself palming at your breasts, grabbing them roughly, squeezing and cupping and batting them around as he kept throwing his body into yours.
The way you felt, so malleable and soft against his violent, frantic pawing, was such an enchanting dichotomy he had barely noticed the reddening of your skin where he took out the stress and tensions against you. This wasn't a reciprocal treat, this was using, and while he refused to go back on his word of allowing you pleasure, there was very little stopping him now that he'd gotten going. This was an exercise in adventure, in arousal. Driven by nothing but animalistic desire, he wasn't even aware of the fact that he should have considered stopping for even a brief moment. That was until his mind became distracted by something else about you, the rippling waves of your movements, the sighing and heaving and moaning, almost hypnotic.
He stopped abruptly, his eyes focused but his hands letting go of you, his firm grip loosened immediately as he watched the way your body moved with his thrusts. The way your breasts bounced in rhythm with the speed at which he fucked you. A drop of drool formed in the corner of his mouth and fell to your skin. Within you, you could feel his cock twitching and pulsing. And you knew there was something, either on his mind or in his body, that you had to encourage him to let out.
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) ["Are you close, Eddie? Can I watch you?"
Your words brought him back to the room, back to himself, and his brain began working again. Some of his blood flow had returned and he was able to make a conscious decision, though still with your body and the orgasm he was chasing at the front of his mind.
Though he was content to be inside of you, warm and comforted by the compression of your tensing walls, he knew he wanted something different, something far more visual, an experience that could last with him for a lot longer. And the fact that you were asking for the same thing only confirmed to him that he was doing the right thing by removing himself from your heat.
You gasped as you were suddenly empty of him, his cock sliding out from between your legs, his hand quick to grip i t, removing the condom and tossing it to the side onto the floor alongside the other garbage that lay there. With his fist tight around his shaft, he began to stroke his length, pleasuring himself as he watched you. His free hand held your chest down, his palm flat against your sternum, his own heart racing as he felt yours beat against him.
The way your eyes travelled over his body filled him with warmth, a sensation of value he rarely felt, associated entirely with the appreciative gaze that you held on his form. And when you licked your lips as your eyes were drawn down towards the head of his cock, slick with your own juices, he felt the urge to yell, scream, something loud and vocal to express his excitement, his arousal. But he managed to keep that under control, allowing a deep, dark chuckle instead.
Then, Edward's palm snaked upwards between your breasts, circling to grab one in his palm, squeezing and kneading as he jerked at his cock. His grip was lighter now, far more playful, as though he was letting himself be joyful as he reached his quickly coming climax.
With a gasp that turned into an elongated grunt, Edward came undone, his furious grip on his own cock loosening as his last few motions allowed the last of his seed to drip out onto your chest, following the thick, long ropes that had landed just seconds before.
As his body trembled, muscles loosening back up after the moment of rigid tension required to encourage his orgasm, he admired the view of you, covered in his cum, marked with him, a willing recipient of this interesting treat. As pleasant as he thought you looked before, seeing you under him, smiling in satisfaction, he believed you looked almost miraculous.
Finally catching his breath, and his ability to speak, Edward turned his gaze towards you, his cheeks ruddy with exertion, and possibly with a hint of blush
"Yes… Well… A satisfactory ending, wouldn't you agree?"
You nodded, happy with your rewards, satisfied with your success, and pleased with how your evening's detour had ended.
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) ["It's OK, Eddie. You can do what you want with me."
It felt like his entire body had been taken over by the relief, and as the tension dwindled from his aching muscles, he let himself fall into the comfort you didn't quite realise you were offering him. When you'd spoken those words, you had expected him to be rough, violent almost, but instead it seemed you had given him permission to let himself seek out what he really needed, what he really wanted.
His body covered yours like a blanket, caressing, holding, surrounding you as he sank downwards, his cock still buried inside of you but his hips no longer shifting. Instead, he was content with just being inside of you, feeling your warmth against his sensitive, rigid appendage. Instead, his focus turned to your chest, his hands pawing at your breasts, kneading them between his fingers, entranced by how soft they were, how warm, how your nipples hardened at his touch, responsive to him like he wished everything and everyone was.
Edward felt a deep need to seek your warmth, the gesture of care that you were so generous to offer him after the way he had treated you over the course of the evening. Regardless of whether he believed your very being warranted the behaviour or not, he was still impressed, honoured, almost, by your willingness to show kindness. And he felt it was his right to take it.
His face fell to your sternum, pointed nose running down it as his spine curled to allow him the required range of movement. His lips pouted out next, kissing you as he trailed back upwards, strands of greasy hair tickling over your skin. He placed one kiss to the edge of where your breast began, another on the mound of them, and then his lips enclosed around your nipple.
He moaned immediately, almost in sync with your own sounds of satisfaction as he began to suck on you. He was hungry for the comfort, drowning in the pleasure of the sounds he made you make, and he nuzzled his forehead against you as his tongue flicked over the section of your breast he had clamped his lips and teeth around.
There was no experience like it, not that he could compare it to. This level of intimacy, of unadulterated soothing that hit him in his core. So distracted was he by the pleasure he had gained from just having you that he barely noticed he was close to his release until his body was tensing and he was aware of his seed, caught in the condom inside of you.
He cursed, mumbling around your mouth, your nipple still held between his teeth. But he was quick to let go, to move his head from you, turning his face to the side and looking away from you, embarrassed by how quickly his body had given in. Against his better instincts, he decided that he owed you some kind of explanation, though it was difficult for him to do so.
"I… I… I apologise for-"
You placed a finger to his mouth.
"You don't have to explain. I'm really not as stupid as you think I am."
He smiled, nodding slowly, content to admit that you were indeed far better than he expected you to be. A delightful intruder, and one he would happily welcome back should you wish to indulge in any other challenges he had for you.
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) [It was painfully obvious that he was somewhat nervous. His previous abandonment of considerate form had brought with it a departure from his comfort zone. And you knew it was risky, but you wanted to offer him security, even if it might draw attention to his precarious confidence.
"It's OK, Edward… I won't tell anyone… This can be our secret."
For a moment, it looked as though he might be about to burst, anger forming in his clenched jaws, his dilating pupils, the sudden pressure of his fingers pressing into you. But it dissolved quickly as he leaned in, kissing you far more romantically than you ever imagined he might be capable of, given what you'd experienced of him.
His palm, rough with callouses but surprisingly warm, cupped at your cheek, the other flat on the ground to balance himself as he rolled his hips backwards and forwards into you. The speed at which he moved began to increase again, a telltale sign of his impending climax, and you braced your body for it and your own. The knot in your stomach grew tighter, waiting for the moment it would unravel with ecstasy. His gentle touch, the taste of him on your lips, on your tongue, the sensation of the slow, steady stretching of your walls to take him, all of built up to an intensity you'd never experienced before, and imagined you might never again.
Edward's movements were less careful suddenly, his legs trembling and lips quivering. Against your lips he mumbled something incomprehensible, his voice straining over his attempts at words, fighting back the urge to yell out, groans and warm breath filling your mouth and lungs as he kept himself pressed close to you. The hand on your cheek tensed, almost clawing at your skin, but he let go quickly, aware of himself, his body loosening as he let out a sighing whimper, lips still clamped to yours, his hips jutting once, a spasm of movements as he released himself inside of you, and then his body fell limp, most of his weight on top of you.
But he didn't stop kissing you, not for one moment. And he continued for a while longer, his length still inside of you, becoming softer, making a mess as his seed spilled onto the floor and over your thighs. It was as though he were stuck there, in a trance, driven only be a desire, or an obsession, with chasing that feeling of closeness.
And you were at peace with that. If the rest of your evening was spent kissing him in post-orgasmic bliss then you hoped it might never end.
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) [With generosity in your heart, you decided to put him out of his misery.
"Edward. I didn't say you could speak, did I?"
He shook his head, eyes flitting up only momentarily to flash you a smile that told you he was in on this, and that if he wasn't, perhaps he'd be a whole lot less obedient.
"Good boy! Hm… Shall we see if you can do any other tricks?"
Edward looked at you with a minuscule telling of concern on his face.
"Oh, don't look so worried. I know you're not exactly a blue ribbon winning specimen, you're not that kind of boy. But! I do think you can be good when you want to be. So shall I challenge you? Test your limits, just like you tested mine?"
His silence was a little concerning, but there was a glint in his eyes, a grin sneaking over his lips, spreading them out into what you might have considered a petulant expression had you not known how //good// he was capable of being.
You settled on your knees next to him, lifting his chin, the rest of his body following until he was kneeling, torso upright, most of his admirable form exposed to you. And then you traced your finger back down his sternum, past his stomach, curling over the unkempt pubic hair that topped the base of his cock, and then tracing down his length to the head, which you tapped once, watching him bounce.
"You need to listen to me, and do as I say. Unless I tell you that it's OK, I don't want you to do anything." You squeezed his length, delighting in the sound of his hissing. "And I mean //anything//, alright?"
Another silent nod, and with that you began. Your palm circled around his girth, jerking his cock not too quickly, not too hard, but just enough that he began to gasp and moan, losing his self control almost immediately. Your work on his ass, the way you handled his cock, it was too much. Edward's body tensed, his back arching, his hips inching closer to you, inserting himself into your fist. So you pulled back completely, removing your hand from his body, narrowing your eyes as you held his distraught gaze.
"Uh, uh. No. Bad boy. Did I say you could cum yet? You hold it back. Keep your concentration on me. Don't let yourself get carried away now."
A sullen face, but a gentle nod of understanding, and your hands were back on him, one resting against his chest, palm tickled by his greying chest hair as the other stroked up and down his shaft, precum dripping from the tip of his cock, stifled groans as he chewed his lip in an attempt to steal focus away from his determined orgasm.
"OK, I think you've suffered enough. You can let go now. Cum for me, Edward. I don't mind how much of a mess you make. You've been a good enough boy to deserve it."
It didn't take much more than to have him wriggling, his muscles tensing and releasing as his cock throbbed in your palm, his seed spilling out in warm ropes onto your skin, cooling quickly in the chilling air of the sewers. His face hadn't quite retained his usual scowl, in fact it was more of a dumbfounded smile, one so genuine and pleasant you couldn't help but let out a giggle, praising him sweetly to keep him grinning like a goof.
"And on command too! Wait till I tell everyone what an obedient little fella you are."
He looked up at you quickly, rage furrowing in his brow, quickly dissipating as you giggled.
"Relax! I won't tell anyone. Wouldn't want to ruin your reputation. Besides, I kind of like the idea that I'm the only one who knows. Like I'm the dog whisperer, but just for you."
His expression turned to one that was entirely straight-faced, unimpressed, a hint of scorn behind it. It only broke when he spoke, his smile following his words naturally as he returned to his usual self.
"I truly wish I had killed you the minute you stepped out of that elevator. But… I suppose where would the fun have been."
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) [Nerves trembled over your lips, your voice quivering as you spoke, having built up the courage to finally do so. Your eyes tried to find his focus, but it was almost like he was avoiding it, instead he was looking at your body, a strange hunger, fiery in his pupils, as his warm breath hit you, raising goosebumps over your skin like a blanket. You pushed forward though, wanting to make sure that he was fine, that you were still getting your reward, your prize, and that it wasn't a chore for him.
"Are you alright, Edward? You've got quite a grip on me there…"
Your interruption served as a reminder for him, his body jolting back into place and his hands loosening, returning to the casual, playful pawing he had intended to maintain throughout your interaction.
"I'm more than alright, my dear. I just don't want you to leave her with only a story and nothing to back it up. You'll want bragging rights, no? So I'm giving you the proof you'll need to convince people that you spent an unforgettable night with none other than yours truly."
In disregard to whether or not you had brought up the firm hold he had on you out of discomfort on your behalf or not, Edward only tightened his grip, the force bringing your attention completely to him, eyes holding yours captive in their stare.
"I hope you don't fall into the trap of not realising what you have until it's gone. This should be appreciated. And I want you to remember it for as long as possible. I want you to remember me."
There was no question that you would, but Edward wanted to make sure of it, or so it seemed from the way he had already begun clawing at your body. The sharp scratches of his rough, chewed nails sent sparks of pain like electricity through you, but you welcomed them. Along your arms, then round to your back, clinging to your shoulders, digging into your skin.
And then his mouth, clamped onto your neck. He sucked at the skin, his teeth providing a perfect boundary outline for the burst blood vessels and almost immediate bruising that appeared on the flesh as he took you in his mouth and left his mark.
You sighed and moaned, delight pouring forth with complete abandon as you let him stake his claim, leaving a sign on you that he'd been there, that he'd had you, and that you might as well belong to him now given you would never experience anything like this ever again.
"Don't think you're getting away so easily."
Edward spoke through a clenched jaw and gritted teeth, his concentration on his thrusts as he kept himself going at a powerful rate inside of you. But only a minute or so more of those frantic pumps passed before he was speaking once more, his words clumsy, his voice uneven in tone.
"And now, for the final mark. A little something to take with you as a sign of what you've done this evening, so everyone knows how you spent your Halloween. A treat, or a trick, depending on how you want to look at it."
He removed his cock from you, the emptiness so sudden it made you gasp, but you barely had time to collect your thoughts before you were watching him position himself over you, knees astride your hips, his cock in his hands, fist furiously pumping to chase the orgasm. And then his release. His cum landing on you in thick ropes that seeped into the fabric of your clothing, dark outlines where there would soon be an undeniable white stain of obvious origin.
Once he caught his breath, panting reduced to deep inhales, Edward found the wherewithal to speak.
"There will be no denying that you got something for your efforts."
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) [You seemed to have rendered him at least somewhat speechless, given by how disorganised his unfiltered thoughts seemed to be as he spoke them. There was a beaming sense of pride in the way you had pleased him so well so far, that he was unable to sound like his usual intellectual self, the he was unbalanced, shaking, unable to hold himself with any kind of composure. His hand kept lifting off the floor at irregular intervals, but then slamming back down on the ground as he wobbled, almost as if it were moving of it's own accord, out of instinct or desire or necessity, and he was unable to control it. But to you, it was clear what he was trying to do, to reach for. Himself.
"Would you like an extra hand, Eddie? If I can help in any way, please just say so. If you can."
Words were clearly not his strong suit at this moment, so he nodded instead, saving himself the embarrassment of a desperate, whiny, cracking voice that could only screech out the word 'yes', if that.
Your hand snaked around to the front of his waist, skimming over his abdomen and reaching for his cock which hung in the air, completely rigid. As you grabbed hold of it, you felt it pulsing, the warmth of it in your palm flooding your mouth with saliva. Hungry for him, you went back to using your tongue to draw out his gasps of pleasure while your fist began to pump at his cock in long, firm, slow strokes.
Each rolling groan from the back of his throat hit like a cymbal to your chest, and you were kept at his service by how grateful he seemed to be for your touch. His hips were moving slowly back in forth in time with your fist, forcing his cock through your grip, working in tandem with you to bring himself to orgasm.
Edward's mouth was so filled with drool born of satisfaction that he was gurgling on his own sounds, saliva spilling out over the edge of his mouth, caught just in time by his tongue if he was able to move it in time, which he evidently wasn't given the collecting pool on the floor below him.
And then, it was quickly joined by another mess of his creation. One final slide of your palm down his shaft and suddenly you were milking him to relief, his cum shooting forwards in two long strands, spreading over the ground under his chest. Edward was catching his breath when you finally let go of him, certain you had helped squeeze every last drop of his seed out of the flushed head of his cock. With a slight disappointment you looked down to the floor, lamenting the fact that it had gone to waste.
As you looked back up from the smearing of his cum on the ground, you caught his eye, watching you admiring the mess he'd made with his breath caught in his throat.
"Such a shame, Edward. I was hoping to find out how you taste."
With a derisive snort that didn't quite hide his genuine relief that you were just as filthy as he was, he was quick to retort.
"Maybe I won't send you on your way immediately, then. After all, I promise a treat."
His grin spoke of a merciless desire to hold himself to his word, and you were //very// grateful for that.
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) [From where you stood Edward almost looked pitiful. There was an edge of sympathy that spoke to you, not wanting to humiliate him too much, afraid that it would either cause irreparable damage to his ego or would result in him lashing out. But more of you wanted to see how far you could push him, how deeply you could lean into the game and have him follow along with you. And besides, it was more likely than not that this was perhaps the only chance you would get to do this.
"I thought you'd be a naughtier little pup than this, in fact, I was //hoping// for it."
He looked to you, scrutinising you with his gaze, not giving up anything of how he felt truly until his smile caught the edges of his lips and he licked at them before opening his mouth to speak.
"My, my. I do hate to disappoint you, especially given my prior promises. I can certainly let myself go. Place my trust in my baser animal instincts, if that is what you would prefer."
"It might be… I would like to see how badly behaved you can be. I know it's following a command, but think of it as a little trick. A performance."
With that, Edward shifted onto his knees, shuffling across the floor and closing the small distance that separated you both. Once he was directly in front of you, barely space to breathe between your bodies, he began to press himself to your leg, rubbing his chest against your upper thigh. It wasn't long before that gentle, restrained caress became a grinding motion, and before long, he was humping you.
He bucked his hips, his cock desperately seeking the friction he needed to get off, needing to feel himself against you, like a poorly trained puppy or a dog in heat, he was rutting into you, gasping and huffing and panting as he did so. His tongue hung out, either a part of the act or just a side effect of his abandonment of any composure he was holding on to before you began to stroke his hair and muttered your lewd pleasantries.
"Wow, Edward. So desperate, and so //bad//. You're a bad, bad boy."
Edward made a sound, a whimpering vocal spasm that suggested he might be trying to agree with you.
"But I like bad boys. I enjoy a challenge, you know that now. So I am very willing to train you if you'll let me."
His back was rounded, and his hips were doing all of the work now as he pumped his body against yours, his eyes closed tight, his mouth hanging open, agape and drooling, whining as he sought his release.
"It's good that you're getting this out of your system now. But be a good boy and get there quick. Do you think you can do that, Edward? Do you think you can cum for me?"
The sounds he made were definitely words, or attempts at them, but they were strangled by a choked yelp, a grumbling sound that you supposed was a groan of pleasure before he tried to catch it out of embarrassment. A futile effort to save face, because you realised his body had stopped moving as frantically, only slow residual humping into the air as he withdrew his body from you.
As the front of his pants there was a stain, a dark round patch that he was trying to conceal by shuffling back and forth between his knees. It was adorable, the perfect finish to his efforts. So you reached your hand out, laying your palm flat against his head and patting a few times before you let it slide down, running over his cheek and scratching at his stubble.
"//Very// good boy, Edward."
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) [The way you sighed as you spoke his name had Edward at full attention, his cock twitching, pushing tight against the front of his cargo pants, eyes straining to keep looking up at you to catch the way your mouth opened, how your smile still caught on the corners as he worked at you over the layers that separated him from exactly what he wanted. And you caught him looking, gazing back down, a frenzied stare that told him everything before you even spoke.
"I think we both deserve a treat, Edward, don't you?"
He said nothing, but nodded furiously in response, his hair pushed back as he moved against your front. His hands began making their way up your thighs, pushing under the hem of your skirt. Then up, skimming over the front of your hips until they met the band of the underwear you wore. They teased at the elastic and then stopped, leaving you short of breath and groaning in desire. At his stop, you looked down to him, not sure what you were expecting, but surprised to see him looking back up at you with intense, begging eyes.
"Do I have your permission?"
You bit your lip, trying to suppress the less than sultry giddy smile that threatened to spread over your face as you realised he was really playing into your display of dominance. You resolved to lean into it too.
"Ask nicely."
His eyebrows lowered as he looked up at you with a playful sneer.
"Please, may I?"
"Please what?"
Edward narrowed his eyes, his teeth clenched together, his voice desperate as he begged you.
"//Please// can I taste you."
You couldn't help but let out a moan of pleasure at the way he asked for you, but you regained your composure as you looked down to him, brushing a loose strand of hair from his eyes.
"Good boy, Edward. Take it."
Without any further hesitation, he yanked your pants down to your knees, pulling them further until they were looped loosely around your ankles. And then he dove into you, going at you with a deranged and furious hunger that had his nose buried against your clit, pushing it hard enough he worried he might bruise it. His tongue protruded forth from his lips and wriggled it's way forward, separating your folders to reach your entrance, where he began to lap hungrily at you.
His chin moved up and down as he devoured you, lips circling, closing and opening, sucking and kissing as his tongue worked at you. The gathering slick was lapped up by his tongue and he swallowed everything you gave him like it might be his last meal, or the first one he'd had in a while. His appreciative moans, the rolling waves of his rumbling satisfaction, tickled your sensitive skin, and you could feel the heat collecting in your abdomen, your thigh muscles tensing, your stomach clenching, as you felt the waves of orgasm forming.
Your body began to give way, all focus on your impending climax, and as you shook, Edward grabbed a hold of you, his hands on your thighs, steadying you as your legs gave in, beginning to tremble as his tongue worked at your clit, drawing your orgasm out.
One last satisfactory giggle against you, pleased beyond belief with his efforts in pleasure, and you felt yourself coming undone entirely, body spasming as you felt his tongue, the tingling, the unbelievable relief, washing over you.
Eddie pulled back, strands of his drool and your slick coming with him and falling to his chin. He lifted the bottom of his vest up, exposing his soft, pale stomach adorned only in scratches and sporadic dark body hair, using the fabric to dry his face off. And then he stood up from the floor and turned back to his desk as though he hadn't just given you an orgasm that might ruin every other experience for you from there on out. Without turning away from the work he began to busy himself with, he spoke.
"Now, I would offer to let you stay for dinner. But I'm afraid I'm fully satiated now. You can find your own way back to the elevator, yes? Or at least you can once you've found the strength in your legs once more. Do be safe on your way back home. And don't be a stranger."
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) [You bit your lip, appearing a little too coy for who he thought he knew you to be after studying and testing you for the duration of the evening. But the lilting tone of your voice and the way you batted your eyelashes made him forget to care too much about keeping his guard up.
"I'm a good girl, Edward. I'll be so good for you."
You couldn't see it, but Edward's face lit up with egotistical pride at your desperate whine of submission.
"Of course you will, I knew that. Why else would I treat you so kindly. I can read you like a book. One far below my literary comprehension. Perhaps that's why I find you so //easy//."
There seemed to have been a change of heart within Edward, as he began to control himself. He fucked you slowly, his hips moving oh so gently as he rolled against you and into you. As though your softened demeanour, your willingness to be //good// for him had lulled him into a kinder person, who would treat you in kind.
He was still as lustful as before, however, just in a more romantic manner now. There was still a desire, a //need// to experience you, but this time in a far more appreciative manner. His hands travelled up your back, the heel of his palm running up your spine and his fingers trailing back down over you, pressing deep enough to leave red marks which dissipated quickly, much to his dismay.
Edward leaned in to you, his fingers at your collarbones, gripping tight and pulling your body up by your shoulders until he was completely against you, his cock still jammed within your walls and thrusting clumsily with what hip movements he could make at this particular angle. His back curved with yours so that he could place tender, gentle kisses along your shoulder blades and onto your neck, his lips only stopping when they parted to gasp and sigh, the telltale warnings of reaching his orgasm imminently.
And then he was cumming, spilling his seed inside of you, not much care for how much of it was pushed back out and onto the floor at your feet. His body was shuddering, still trembling long after he thought he had recovered from the burst of adoration that came with being brought to climax by someone else's willing body.
And even longer still after he had finished, and long after he felt like he had to, or should, he kept returning to your body to place kisses with divine intention. Because he wanted to. And because he knew that once he had regained his composure, he could give you what you had given him.
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) [You were more than certain that you knew what he wanted to hear, so you said it without any hesitation, not wishing to be so cruel as to leave him hanging for this last little bit of the act of willing victim.
"I'm a //bad// girl, Mister Nigma, sir. "
His hips came into contact with you as he thrust forward in a particularly rough motion, punctuating your confession.
"That's exactly what I thought…"
Edward leaned into you, his body fitting over yours perfectly, following your shape, curving around you in order to fuck himself up and into you at a better angle all while getting as close to your ear as possible. His lips grazed over it as he whispered cruelly.
"… Now I don't feel as bad about what I'm going to do to you."
His movements weren't quite as quick now, but they were far less smooth even with the slowed pace. He was //fucking// you now, without a doubt. Loud, hard slaps as his body roughly clapped against yours. The slow way he took you juxtaposed with the violence of his rutting, pushing you forward into the desk with such force that it scuffed and screeched as it shuffled across the floor with the force of him.
He curled around you, his hands holding you tight. One of them resting on your hip, one on your cheek with his forearm pressed against your throat, keeping you steady while he took you from behind, careless in his actions, led only by his desire to fill you, to stretch you, to have your body giving in to his form.
Your legs were growing weak, body trembling as you felt your orgasm coming quickly. Every nerve in your body twinged as you felt the heat pulsing from your stomach out to your limbs, fingertips tingling with excitement as you felt him fuck that last little bit of pleasure needed into you. You expected your long moan, the shrill whines as he kept going, to signal the end of your reward, but Edward remained inside of you, hard, stiff and unforgiving.
His voice was low as he whispered into your ear once more, lips dried out from the sharp and constant exhales as he put all of his effort into you.
"Yes, a bad girl indeed. And yet, I'm still treating you."
Another jut of his hips, your own cum pushed out of you, thighs slick with wetness that squirted past your swollen lips and his stiff cock.
"Perhaps because I'm a bad man. Oxymoronic, yes. But don't we make a perfect pair, given that you are similarly //moronic//?"
Edward's fingernails were digging into your cheek, crescent dents left in the skin as he gripped you tight.
"I think we do. So much so that I believe we will prolong your evening, stretch it out. I'm having so much fun, after all. It would be a shame to end it on a trick when I can just as easily find it in me to offer a treat."
He didn't wait for an answer from you. He only continued his thrusting, laughing as you felt your stomach tighten into a knot, quickly feeling the pressure of another release beginning to build. Perhaps this one would be a treat.
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) ["I'm a good girl, Mister Nigma, sir."
He smiled at you with a kindness you felt he either only reserved for the rarest of occasions, or the kind that he hadn't meant to reveal to you.
"Of course you are. And good girls get treats."
Edward had decided before he'd even entered you that he was going to //fuck// you, rather than make any kind of affectionate love in this particular situation. But as he regained his pace, his body pressing into you, his cock disappearing once more inside of your cunt in rhythmic thrusts, he couldn't help himself from becoming more gentle, more appreciative.
His hands soothed over your body, following your curves, tracing your form, gasping with each stroke of his cock against your warm walls. And between those gasps, his mouth started murmuring, his mind no longer in control of it.
"So soft… So warm… You feel… So good."
It took you by surprise to hear such genuine praise uttered from his cruel and spitting lips, but you let it soak in as he continued.
"You're so good… So wonderful… Not a bad thing to happen to my evening after all…"
Edward was well aware of how he sounded, but he couldn't control it. For all his intelligence, his brain power, mind over matter thinking, he couldn't stop spouting praise for you.
"You're a little miracle… A welcome distraction… And //such// a good girl!"
His orgasm came quickly, and you could feel the intensity, the power of it, as he came inside of you. At the feeling of his cum coating your walls you felt your own climax approaching, a wave of it flooding your body and encapsulating you as you whined and moaned and kept grinding your hips to feel as much of him as possible while you let the pleasure wash over you.
Between panting breaths, ragged from exertion, trembling with the vibrations of his fading orgasm, Edward managed to eek out his last words for the moment.
"I have to admit that you received me so well that I might even call upon your particular //services// again, should that be acceptable."
"Of course!"
"Good. Well, you know where to find me now."
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) [You kept your mouth shut, not wanting to risk offending him by pointing out his obvious, barely controlled lust. Instead, you could lay there smugly, knowing the kind of effect you had on him, watching as he swallowed his saliva in an attempt to hide how badly he wanted you, how good he thought you looked laying there in repose, waiting for his next move.
The pool collecting in the corner of his mouth had long since passed over his lip, and as one single drop fell onto your body, he was suddenly once again aware that this wasn't some restrained fantasy where the moment he reached for you, your body would disappear. This was real. he could touch you. he could hold you. He could do what he want as long as it felt to you like a reward. And surely, //anything// he did would be reward enough.
"Oh, I really am the best treat you could have received. Far better than something like you deserves, yes? But I am a benevolent //master//, so don't worry your pretty, empty little head. I'll take care of you."
Fuelled by his own ego boost, he began to fumble with his belts, distracted by his own ranting and then by the fact that you were following suit. He watched as your fingers reached up under your skirt, pulling your underwear back down with them, leaving it on the floor, damp spot visible where your desperation had wet them.
By that point, knowing your dripping wet and eager cunt was within his reach, he grew frustrated by the effort and time he was wasting trying to get his shaking fingers to unbuckle his belts. Instead, he unzipped the front of his pants and reached inside, pulling out his stiff cock, hissing slightly as the sensitive head grazed against the fabric as he bent the length to get it free.
You leaned back on the desk and he immediately shifted your skirt up, pushing it to your stomach, exposing your pussy to him. His mouth flooded with saliva again, and he decided not to torment himself any further. Shuffling closer to you, you felt the head of his cock sliding up and down your slit, pushing your lips apart as he pressed himself inside of you, disappearing inch by inch with a pathetic sounding groan of greed. As he thrust himself into you, one hand on his lower back to guide his movements, you felt your body stretching to accommodate him, gladly welcoming him into your warmth, moaning each time the cold buckles of his belts struck against your skin as he bucked into you.
Aside from the slapping of your bodies meeting, his huffing sighs and groans and your own giddy squeals of pleasure, you could hear him mumbling, his words finally finding their volume once he'd got his pace down.
"Am I the best? I am, aren't I? Of course I am!"
You couldn't find the necessary mental fortitude to reply, instead only moaning louder as he became a little more frantic in his motions.
"I am the best! You know that! Tell me! Am I the best? Answer the question!"
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) [You raised an eyebrow at him, unsure of what to say. If you asked for a treat, you were sure he would give you a trick. If you asked for a trick, you couldn't be sure what kind of experience you were letting yourself in for.
Growing impatient, Edward decided for you.
"A trick for you is a treat for me, I suppose. Get onto your knees."
Following his order you slid down against the desk, letting your back bump along the handles of the drawers on his desk until you were on the floor. You found yourself at his feet, staring up at him as he began to stroke his length, biting his lip. Just the thought of you there was enough to have his body tensing, muscles forming knots that would only be relieved with his impending orgasm. It drove him wild to witness your submission, down at his feet, worshipping him and doing exactly as you're told.
This was the kind of attention, the kind of devotion he was so desperate for.
"Open your mouth. Wait for it."
Edward kept stroking, picking up the pace, gripping his cock hard enough that he could feel the throbbing of his pulse against his palm.
He could feel the surge, his body physically present before his mind was, his cum spurting forth towards you. The first of it landed on your cheeks, his second aimed better, thick, white rope landing on your lips, and then finally the last of it onto your tongue. The taste of him made your eyes water, salted, musky, and you were desperate to swallow it. But he hadn't told you to, not yet anyway, and you didn't want to disappoint, especially given how delighted he seemed to be as he watched it drip to the edge of your tongue, spilling from your cheek and your lips.
"Go ahead. Swallow it."
You closed your mouth and let him slide down your throat, body hot and prickling with arousal. Edward placed his thumb and forefinger on your chin, pulling your jaw down, opening your mouth to inspect whether you'd done as you were told. And once he was satisfied with your efforts, he let go of you, gripping his cock at the base with the same hand.
"Lick it clean. And be grateful for every last drop."
He didn't have to demand that of you. You already would.
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) ["I… I'm a //bad// girl, Edward."
His smirk was so self-satisfied, so smug and knowing, as he narrowed his eyes in concentration while taking in your body.
"Good. I was hoping you would admit to it freely. Now I don't have to feel quite as guilty about doling out the kind of punishment you deserve, young lady."
Edward pulled his cock out of you, a swift motion that made his knees tremble and sent your body into a sharp convulsion as you were suddenly emptied of his stretching presence. He looked down at it, bobbing between you both, covered in your slick and glinting in the overhead light. Then he looked back at you, piercing gaze focused on your eyes as he spoke.
"Take it. Hold it in your palm and stroke it. Gently at first, please. I won't have your clumsy efforts causing me any inconveniences."
You did as he asked, a pulse of heat in the pit of your stomach as you felt the warmth of your own arousal on his rigid length. With steady, slow strokes you jerked his cock, biting your lip to attempt to stifle some of the pathetic whines and moans as you satisfied yourself just by touching him. But before you could squirm and writhe yourself into a position where you could press your thighs together adequately, Edward was reaching for your heat, his fingers poised on your mound and spreading down, stretching and lowering to stroke over your lips.
As your breath hitched with his touch, you let out a gasp as he spread your folds and took your clit between his fingertips. He teased at it, pinching the taught bundle of nerves, squeezing hard until a trapped scream choked in your throat, letting go and waiting before repeating his cruel ministrations. Then he flicked it, watching your body twitch at each impact, the way your grip on his cock tightened as you reacted to his tortuous pleasure.
Your response to his torment only encouraged him, and soon he was smacking your cunt, slapping at it, grabbing it in his palm, pulling and stretching your lips and grunting with each movement.
"Keep up now!"
He inserted his fingers into your pussy, moaning lightly as he once again felt enveloped by your warmth. You did your best to keep your clenched fist moving up and down his shaft at the same speed that his fingers pushed in and out of your cunt. And you were clearly doing a good enough job, as suddenly you felt the throbbing of his veins, twitching on the underside of his length, and then the rattled groan of his orgasm.
As Edward came, you found yourself trembling on the precipice of your own climax, falling over and into the pleasure as his fingers spasmed inside of you, vibrating as he trembled with his own ecstasy.
He finally came to rest on your panting body, murmuring softly. You were unable to make out what he said, but you felt it had to have been positive given the way he nuzzled into your neck, unable to hide the affection he felt now that he'd seen you at your very best.
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) [Edward looked into your eyes, waiting surprisingly patiently for your answer. His mood perked up when you finally spoke, eyebrows raised in surprise as you asked for exactly what you wanted, what you expected after your performance that evening.
"I'd… I'd like a treat, please, Mister Nigma. //Sir//."
There was a hint of attitude as you emphasised the last word, a little bit of cheek that he appreciated more than he would care to admit. He liked that you felt comfortable enough around him to offer him a little sneer, but submissive enough that you were still asking, no, //begging// for him to be kind to you. Polite, and a little bit rude. Just as he wanted you.
So he gave you what //you// wanted. He held your body in his hands, firm but not too tight, just enough for you to know he had you and that he was happy with that. One hand moved from your waist up your front and to your breast, grabbing you, clutching it in his warm, sweating palm as he fucked himself into you.
This new brand of affection shocked him as much as it did you, as he let his truths pour from his chapped lips with the same enthusiasm and confidence with which he'd only just earlier insulted and degraded you.
"You know… You can stay if you want… Since you're such a //dutiful// little guest… "
His huffing and panting gave better meaning to the desperation behind the words. He could pretend that he was making an offer, but really he was begging for you.
"… My little prisoner, my experiment… Perhaps you could serve as more than that…"
His cock was leaking, coated in your arousal, and he was certain he'd soon be filling you.
"… A play thing… //Mine//… Serving me, giving yourself to me, letting me give you //purpose//…"
You were watching him as he spoke, spittle landing on your cheeks as he spat the words at you, nodding along fervently and agreeing with every single thing he said.
"… Carrying my seed… Becoming mine… Caring for me and my legacy… Only if you want to of course."
You couldn't have been more vocal in your agreement. Of course you wanted to.
"Yes, Edward… Yes, sir!"
He gave you a wry smile, his lips parted in an inhale as he felt the climax coming from you both, holding in him the way you had nodded so enthusiastically, certain he'd made the right choices throughout the night. And sure you had to.
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) [You agreed with him immediately, loudly and honestly, open in your developed obsession and adoration for what was essentially your captor.
"Of course, Mister Nigma, sir! You're everything, wonderful, exceptional, amazing. You're the best!"
He smiled as you shouted his praises, your words echoing around the room and reverberating into an echo that sounded like a chorus of angels who knew he was their god.
"You are indeed a smart one. So clever to know how good I am."
Edward twitched inside of you, clumsily bucking his hips to find what rhythm he could now that his body was teetering over the line that, once crossed, would mean he was devastatingly close to cumming and ending the marvellous experience of fucking you.
In a last ditch attempt to suggest that you wouldn't have to leave immediately, without seeming so desperate to keep you in his company for as long as he could, he muttered. Almost as though he were shrugging off the statement, like it didn't hold as much weight as you both knew it did.
"You might be worth keeping after all. Wouldn't that be nice for you? Having some purpose? A reason to exist? I'm not sure you have that up there. Not anything like what I can give you."
He was turning himself on with the notion of having you there at his will whenever he wanted you. How quickly he'd grown fond of you, your body, your willingness to please.
"You've more than proved yourself to be a useful distraction from my more stressful moments. Very useful indeed."
Edward hoped beyond hope that he was playing this off as a tantalising offer dangled in front of you that was yours to beg for before claiming. Even though he was very aware that it was his own pathetic desperation that drove his rants, that pushed the words over his lips.
Thankfully, before he could say anything else, he found himself choking on a needy whine which exploded into a grunt of pleasure as he found himself cumming inside of you. You were wet with him, wet with your own arousal, sweating and covered in his own sweat.
Surely that would be enough to claim you. To mark you as his property now. Surely, with that shuddering pleasure as he watched you come to your own climax, you wouldn't even be able to //think// about leaving before he said you could.
Surely you'd be his.
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) [Unsurprisingly, the pause you gave to consider was met with unbridled fury as Edward spat towards you, taking it as an insult that your praise wasn't immediate. He pulled himself from you, your body clenching in an attempt to hold him in but failing miserably as he was free of your cunt, close enough to tease you with his slick cock head rubbing against your bare thigh.
"Oh? You don't know? I don't know why I'm surprised by this. Yet another in a long list of things that have evaded your feeble mind."
As furious as he was at your inability to give him what he wanted, he found himself even angrier that you were missing the opportunity for him to satisfy you, and in turn, for him to be satisfied //by// you. He thought he could perhaps make you jealous for something you could have been receiving, holding it out, dangling it in front of you to make you beg like he wanted you to.
"Well then, perhaps you don't deserve this treat after all."
But then he quickly realised that you might give up, accepting your fate, punishing both of you. He cursed his own quick leap to cruelty and potential martyrdom silently before trying to claw back some control. Because of course, he couldn't let you get away from him, not that easily. He had to have you. Somehow.
"Or maybe… Yes, maybe you need to stay here just a little while longer. Long enough for you to learn your lesson. To prove you're worthy."
You looked at him, finally finding the courage to speak.
"You promised! I did exactly what you wanted and you said I would get my reward."
Edward shrugged his shoulders, dismissing your pouting whines.
"Yes, I did. But it seems even I'm capable of making mistakes when the subject matter is so stupid as to completely evade my intellect. I judged you too quickly. You require more study, intense, invasive, and perhaps just a little bit more… devious in nature. That might suit you."
With a pained expression, one of confusion and disappointment, you looked into his eyes, hoping to find a little bit of kindness there, but all you could see was the growing ego of a man who knew he had you exactly where he wanted you.
"Let's see then. Trick or treat? I wonder if we can hash this out before the night is over, otherwise I'll need to think of another simple and easy to understand expression to teach you cause and effect. Only then will I let you experience all I truly have to offer. What do you say?"
He asked it as though you had an option.
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) ["Of course, Edward. I've done what you asked the rest of the evening. I can behave for you as you expect."
"As I demand."
"Yes, as you demand."
"Well then. Arch your back."
You let your spine curve, feeling him insert himself slightly deeper into you. His thrusts became faster as he sought more of your soft cavity, hoping he could bury himself entirely inside of your cunt. But he felt there was a little more you could give to him, and you were holding back, either intentionally or without even knowing it.
So he gripped your hair close to your scalp and jerked your head upwards. The motion made you curl into him, your back arched further than before and stretched with a gentle pull. Now, with your body close to his, Edward leaned in to speak into your ear, making sure you heard him clearly.
"I won't ask again."
You followed his lead, letting him guide your body. Edward hissed, satisfaction seeping through his clenched jaw as you arched your back properly, forcing your body into him and his length deeper inside of you. He was fucking you with complete abandon, very little concern for his own resilience or stamina, no concern at all for your ability to take him at such a formidable pace. But you couldn't blame him, as you had no thoughts about your own body's tolerance for pain or thrusting as it was. All you cared about was the chase, the way your stomach coiled and warmed, waiting for your orgasm. Each smack of his hips against your rear another step towards the surge of pleasure that would signal your final moments before that little spark ignited the big bang.
And even through his forcible motions, exerting almost every bit of his energy as he filled you, Edward still found a little bit of him that was able to lecture.
"See? See this? My genius, my intuition, laid bare for you to admire. I knew you could do as you were told. Though I am disappointed that I had to ask you twice… I think, therefore, I have to pose to you an interesting question. A conundrum on your morality. Please do attempt to answer it truthfully, because there is a correct answer."
You held your breath, waiting for him to present you with this seemingly all important query on your very being, body clenching and tensing in rhythmic pulses as you struggled to maintain your patience.
"Are you a good girl? Or are you //bad//?"
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) ["Mister Nigma… You're drooling."
Edward flashed a look at you, eyes fiery with rage at your insolence, shocked that you would be so brazen as to point out what he viewed as a flaw in his exterior facade. More than that, though, he found himself embarrassed by the fact that he was doing such a poor job of holding himself together. It was so painfully obvious that he was enamoured by you physically, and here you were, drawing attention to the fact. Swallowing the nerves collecting in his throat, he forced himself to draw on his seemingly endless supply of ego and decided to correct your behaviour and any assumptions you might be trying to string together in your dull mind.
"It is a symptom of heightened levels of desire… Or arousal! That's all it is. In this case, it is simply biological. No need to point it out as though it were something unheard of. Perhaps you should be taught some manners, hm? It is rude, you know, to point out others' flaws."
"That's all you've done this evening…"
"Yes! And I can! Because //I// am perfect, unlike you. Now, I will accept an apology in the form of action. Take off your underwear. Slowly."
With the base of your back balanced against the desk you slid your hands under your skirt, grabbing onto your underwear and pulling them down over your thighs. It was a tease, and you knew it. You shielded most of you from view, knowing that Edward's unblinking gaze was intent on seeing something. He huffed as you stepped out of the underwear and kicked them to the side, rolling his eyes in annoyance as he moved his fingers to his belts. The moment they were undone, his pants began to slide down over past his jutting hip bones. An inch of the trail of hairs that led to a tuft of pubes drew your attention, and you watched as he pushed his pants down, underwear with them, exposing his cock which bobbed free and stiff. Edward didn't bother to step out of his pants. They pooled over his boots and around his ankles. You let your eyes wander from there up his pasty white legs adorned with dark hair which grew thicker on his thighs and around his cock. When you finally looked back to his eyes, he was grinning at you, waiting.
"I realise that this is //your// reward, so I will ask you once more, my costumed distraction. Trick or treat?"
(text-colour:#89B51D)[''[[🔸Trick.->D2.1.1 ✅]]'']
(text-colour:#89B51D)[''[[🔸Treat.->D2.1.2 ✅]]'']]
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) ["I think you'll have to convince me, Edward. I might need a little bit more persuasion. A little bit of an education."
With a crooked smile that lit up his eyes, Edward growled his response.
"Very well."
He pulled out of you, intending for the exit to be only a brief moment without feeling your warm, tight insides against his cock. Behind you, he squatted down, knees clicking and betraying his true age and bodily exhaustion as he cupped at your ass cheeks. He spread them apart, watching the way your body, your holes, stretched and revealed themselves to him in full. Familiarity pushed him to lean forwards, inhaling at your cunt, before he let go of your body and brought his hands back to it in with a loud smack.
You let out a sharp squeal of surprise, shocked by the pain and by the crude display of lust that Edward was allowing himself.
The sound you made only seemed to encourage him, as he continued to spank you. At first, he offered a substantial break in between each strike of contact between his palm and your ass, but soon he was carried away by his own joy, revelling in the way you yelped and hissed and moaned and groaned and whimpered. He lost sight of himself, focused instead on the way his hand print grew redder and more defined with each smack, how it marked you with his presence. His mouth watered, flooding with saliva as he admired the way your body moved at the point of impact. Almost anticipation, hesitation, perhaps fear. But never enough of any of them to make you move away from his hand completely. Because he knew you wanted it. You would take his punishment, or his reward, however you looked at it. You were grateful for whatever he decided to give you, which seemed obvious to him given his self-appointed importance.
But he was never far from the real goal, and as you let out a yelping moan at the crack of his palm on your raw, pained skin, he pulled away and took a breath before he took stock in the situation before him. If he could lose his train of thought, mind muddied by the lewd act of spanking you and watching your flesh reverberate with the impact, then he couldn't imagine how dumbstruck you would have become. So he thought it best to allow you to reflect.
"Do you still think you deserve a treat? Are you a good girl or a bad girl? And! Before you answer. Remember that good girls will receive said treat, but bad girls? They get tricks. Answer honestly, too. I'll know if you're lying to yourself as well as me."
(text-colour:#DE6A31)[''[[🔸Trick.->D1.2.2 ✅]]'']]
(text-colour:#DE6A31)[''[[🔸Treat.->D1.2.1 ✅]]'']
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) [Standing up from your perch on the desk, your eyes lingered for a moment on Edward, his gaze already travelling down your body, watching you as you shifted a little awkwardly, turning around in front of him and then, with a breath to steady your nerves, bending over.
At the angle you were at, you could tell your skirt had begun to ride up, uncovering your rear. Edward's leering gaze focused there as his hands reached up to cup your cheeks. They landed on your ass with a gentle smack, his palms and fingers tight against you, grabbing and kneading as he felt his mouth fill with saliva, drooling at the thought of you.
As his hands moved upwards to the band of your underwear you pressed your thighs together, making it easier for him to slide them down over your ass and to the floor. You stepped out of them, spreading your legs slightly, opening them wider as Edward pushed them apart with his hands.
From behind you, you could hear a drawer being opened, the rattling of various objects being tossed around. Then there was a moment of silence as Edward coated his cock in lube, unbeknownst to yourself. But when you felt the head of his cock press against you, the chill of the cool liquid explained the pause. Not that you were even thinking about that, or anything else, as he slid his cock into your ready cunt.
He found his pace quickly, and you felt your knees buckling at the immediate pleasure of the feeling of him inside of you. Your walls tensed, gripping his cock as it stroked your insides, moving in and out, the luxury of Edward Nigma within you not wasted on you as you let out a whine of satisfaction.
"Is this good? Are you appreciating your reward?"
The way he was moving behind you, his hands firm on your hips, pulling you down onto him as he drove himself into you with determination, had rendered you completely dumbstruck, unable to form even a single coherent word. So rather than embarrass yourself, you remained silent, biting your lip and grunting as he fucked you.
That was the wrong thing to do, though.
"I asked you a question. Are you going to keep ignoring me?"
He thrust his hips harder, his cock buried deep enough that you could feel the slightest dull sting of pain as he bottomed out within you. His sudden increase in brutality told you he was very serious about what he was demanding of you.
"No!"
Edward slowed his movements, leaning into you, his chin resting on your shoulder as he spoke slowly and clearly, emphasising the importance of this particular question.
"Now. Are you going to do as I say? Or do I have to //encourage// you?"
(text-colour:#DE6A31)[''[[🔸Do exactly as he says."->D1.1 ✅]]'']
(text-colour:#DE6A31)[''[[🔸Let him convince you to behave.->D1.2 ✅]]'']]
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) [As Edward leaned in to you, pressing you for an answer yet again, you felt your body instinctively move back, your elbows stopping on the top of the desk to keep you balanced. But Edward moved further, pushing you, covering you, until you were laying completely flat on your back, your legs dangling over the edge with Edward poised between them. He jutted his hips forward a little, and you could feel the stiffness at the front of his pants come into contact with your soaked underwear.
Edward's hands found your thighs, gripping them tight, a silent command to push them tighter to him, so you curled your legs around his waist, sighing softly as he let hiss hands skate over your skin, moving your skirt up to your waist, exposing your underwear. He leaned his body further, his torso almost resting completely on you. You could feel the twitch of his cock as he took you in, his hands moving further, over the gathered fabric of your skirt, meeting your waist, then curling around your back.
He held you there, close, tight, his eyes taking in every part of you as you arched your back slightly, heavy breaths as you waited in anticipation for where his hands might touch you next. In your stomach, a familiar heat pooled, radiating out, encompassing your entire body. He made you tingle, made you feel like you couldn't quite breathe despite the effort you were putting into just doing so.
You looked into his eyes, catching them once he was done committing the sight of you to his memory, something he would cherish, something he could use later. Aside from the movement of his own exertion in order to breathe, the throb of his cock between the layers of fabric that separated your sex from his, and the slight trembling of his fingers, Edward barely moved at all.
His mouth was open in a smile you could only describe as mad, deranged, entirely consumed by his lust for you. At the corner, you caught a glint of light, saliva catching the hazy white of the overhead lamp. The drop made it's way over his lips and to his skin, passing over stubble and grime. You watched it steadily moving, aware that it would land on you, aware that he was drooling over the thought of you, aware that he had become entirely undone in only a matter of minutes now that he had his way with you. You had to break the silence, bring him out of his trance. You wanted more. But perhaps, distracting him would pull him out of the frenzied state your body had brought him to, and you //did// want to see what he might do to you when he had abandoned all humanity.
(text-colour:#DE6A31)[''[[🔸Point out his drooling.->D2.1 ✅]]'']
(text-colour:#DE6A31)[''[[🔸Keep quiet. Be polite.->D2.2 ✅]]'']]
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) ["Very good. An interesting choice you've made given the options offered to you."
Edward stared unblinking at you, watching for any changes in your demeanour before he continued.
"I am always interested in what the human body can endure until it reaches a point where it cannot go any further. Or expires. Unfortunately, it is rather difficult to get good test subjects to come down to the sewers, and I am a above having to capture people for their attention. So, perhaps we can kill two birds with one stone, so to speak. You help me while you compete for your right to leave safely?"
You narrowed your eyes and looked right at him, trying to study him for any more information, making an attempt to read his expression as though he were even vaguely within your comprehension. It was no use, though. He was a riddle in and of himself, and you had no other choice but to ask for help while you struggled with the answer to his ultimate, overarching question.
"I don't know how comfortable I am being experimented on… What would it entail?"
Edward placed one hand in the other, holding them together as he paced in a small, once repeated loop in front of you.
"Simply put, I will be choking you. I want to see how long you can hold your breath, how long your throat will remain intact."
"That sounds…" The word you wanted to say was kinky but you imagined that might not go down well with your particular audience "… Dangerous?"
Edward smiled, that wide, sharp curve that deepened his wrinkles and pushed his cheeks into his eyes.
"Well of course it is. Where would the //fun// be otherwise?"
There was a tension in your stomach that you recognised, but were a little unwilling to accept. There was no way you could submit to the idea that having his hands around your throat in this capacity was arousing, but the evidence was right there. So you reasoned with reason and decided that if this was how you died, then it would at least be a little bit exciting. You had taken a little too long to answer him, however, so Edward interrupted your thoughts, seeking a conclusion, his tone one of morbid curiosity as he pushed you for an answer.
"What do you think? Care to partake in a little risk and danger to prove yourself worthy of my time?"
(text-colour:#FF73BB)[''[[❕"I can actually hold my breath for a decent amount of time, so I feel confident with this one."->G1 Plot ✅]]'']
(text-colour:#FF73BB)[''[[❕"Maybe not... I'll just choose another game."->Second Chance ✅]]'']]
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) ["Interesting that you would opt for this. It suggests that you're aware that you are incapable of saying anything that isn't stupid."
"I'm more interested in how you're planning on proving that."
Edward laughed, a vile snort echoing out as he tried to cover it with a cough, scrambling to keep up what he thought was a cool facade.
"That won't be the subject of this test. After all, //you're// the one under scrutiny here. No, no, I'm going to explore the integrity of your big mouth, the one that's gotten you into this trouble."
You pursed your lips, unconsciously making an effort to force your mouth to be smaller, knowing what he meant wasn't literal but feeling the shame in a very physical manner. Your cheeks reddened and you clasped your hands in front of you, your body closing off and protecting itself from further criticism. Edward noted the way he had so easily shut you down, smirking to himself, his evident power over your body, your self-esteem, only serving as an additional boost to his already monstrous ego.
"An examination of the orifice. The vessel through which such idiocy spews. That is what the focus will be. A stringent test, but one which will no doubt provide some discomfort to even a willing subject."
"What does it involve?"
Your voice was smaller, hushed and nervous. Edward's comments had you hyper-aware of how you might sound and what you might say, so you were doing your best to remain as neutral as possible.
"Using my fingers, I will test the limitations of your mewling maw, we'll check the teeth, the tongue, and see how wide it truly is in that cavernous space void of any value. And I //will// wash my hands first."
The idea of this particular test not necessarily involving you doing any speaking made it far more appealing, but it felt a little more personal, much more intimate, than you would have expected from him. Edward didn't appreciate how long you were taking to decide, and he lifted the watch that lay on his desk to check on it before speaking again.
"And how does that sound to you? Finally gaining a clear awareness of your limitless flaws? Sound good?"
(text-colour:#FF73BB)[''[[❕"This feels like it might be degrading. But simple enough. Let's do it."->G2 Plot ✅]]'']
(text-colour:#FF73BB)[''[[❕"Maybe not... I'll just choose another game."->Second Chance ✅]]'']]
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) [At first, you read Edward's smile as one of geniality, perhaps even kindness, but the way his brows followed it, narrowing with a crooked arch, told you that whatever he was about to open his mouth to say wasn't going to be directions to his restroom.
"Are you //trying// to annoy me? Trying to waste my time by stalling the inevitable?"
"No, I just... It was a long journey over here, and I figure I better be completely ready before I try and play any of your games. I don't want to interrupt you, like you said."
His cruel smile tightened and he leant his slender neck forwards, lowering his voice to a nerve-wracking growl.
"Perhaps we can turn this into a game then. What would you say to a test of... endurance, I suppose you could call it?"
Edward's voice was so matter of fact as he explained to you the rules of the game. You would be expected to take a large drink which he could fetch from what you hoped was at least a decently clean kitchen. Then, you would stand there and see how long you could hold in your pee, before succumbing to desperation. You would be rewarded for your ability to control your own body, something he decided you should have, and if you couldn't, then you would be suitably punished.
"A treat for a winner, and a nasty little trick for the loser. A concept so simple, and a game so easy, that surely most people could handle it. So, are you up for the challenge?"
(text-colour:#FF73BB)[''[[❕"O-ok. I can try... But what if I make a mess?"->G5 Plot ✅]]'']
(text-colour:#FF73BB)[''[[❕"Maybe not... I'll just choose another game."->Second Chance ✅]]'']]
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) ["Alright then. Let's test your senses. Your brain might not be up to this, or any, task, but your natural instincts should hopefully be of value to you."
Edward paced as he explained the rules of this game. You were to be blindfolded with your hands restrained in front of you. You would be given one guess, and one guess only, to tell him which part of his body had been offered to you. All you had to rely on was your sense of smell. It was going to be difficult, but he was confident that should you use logic, to the best of your abilities, that it would be rather easy.
"So… I'm just sniffing you?"
"It's a little more elegant than that. This is a puzzle built to test the body's lesser trained gifts. So. Do you think yours is up to the task?"
You took a quick look up and down his body. Edward looked like he might have a distinct musk, but you weren't sure that different parts of his body would be unique to the others when it came to their smell. You imagined that overall, he would have an assaulting aroma of sweat and dirt and not much else.
(text-colour:#FF73BB)[''[[❕"I suppose I could try. Are you... clean?"->G4 Plot ✅]]'']
(text-colour:#FF73BB)[''[[❕"Maybe not... I'll just choose another game."->Second Chance ✅]]'']]
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) [Infuriated by your lack of decision making, and the fact that you have now wasted his precious time, Edward sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"Very well."
Before you were completely aware of what was happening, he lifted his cane, tossing it back behind him before bringing it back round again at an impressive speed. The question mark shaped end struck the back of your head, knocking you to the ground, your eyes out, vision black, before you even hit the ground.
"Trick."
(text-colour:orange)[''[[🔸Choose a game this time?->Second Chance ✅]]'']]
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) [Hello!! Welcome to my Halloween Treat for 2025!! I've been wanting to do a choose your own adventure style fic for a very long time, and I have more planned out for the future with different reader genders, characters and plots!!
I thought that Halloween would be the perfect excuse to push myself to finally get one done however, and I wrote it mostly for myself, so please welcome to:
''(text-colour:#DE6A31)["Trick or Treat" - a Halloween Adventure with Arkham!Riddler and a Fem!Reader.]
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The story is told in two parts: four shorter stories to choose from (or repeat steps and do all four!!) and one big finale with 24 possible endings!! It's pretty simplistic in terms of plot, because it's my first go, but hopefully there's something for everyone here!! It's maybe a little simplistic, but this is my first shot at one of these, so I'm still learning the ropes!!
You'll navigate through the story by clicking on the coloured options presented at the end of each section.
''(text-colour:#89B51D)[❔"Eddie's dialogue options will be in green." ]
(text-colour:#FF73BB)[❕"Reader's dialogue options will be in pink." ]
(text-colour:#DE6A31)[🔸Neutral statement options will be in orange.]''
There's also an arrow button to go back one step, if you need to for any reason (like redoing an option to get a preferred outcome) because not every ending is happy or //satisfying//.
<p style="margin-left: 40px">[The following content warnings cover the main arc: (text-colour:#DB4D4D)[coerced participation, degradation and insults, slight hostage themes.]
The following content warnings cover the main theme of each of the five games (don't worry, it'll be sort of obvious which one is which given the dialogue options!): (text-colour:#DB4D4D)[choking/breathplay, finger sucking, oral stretching, scent/musk kink, piss kink. ]
The following content warnings cover the other aspects of the games and the main plot, and to avoid spoilers and maintain an element of mystery and surprise, I will not be alluding to these in the story (either through dialogue or content) so you won't necessarily be able to tell what's coming with them. As such, if any of these are incredibly triggering for you, I would advise not reading them: (text-colour:#DB4D4D)[choking, orgasm control, musk/scent, piss/omorashi, implied death, clothed male and nude female, kissing, biting, food play, humiliation, complimenting, praise kink, throat fucking, rough oral, massage, marking, vaginal fingering, vaginal sex, anal sex, tit grabbing, cum play, cum marking, breeding, creampies, tit job, cum swallowing, crying, mocking, rough sex, gentle sex, punishment, spanking, hair pulling, drooling, yandere, orgasm denial, swallowing cum]]</p>
Remember, you can just click out if you're not having fun.
(text-colour:#DB4D4D)[🔞This is an 18+ story, please do not interact if you are under 18. 🔞]
''Story by Finnie: finniestoncrane on <a href="https://finniestoncrane.tumblr.com/">[Tumblr]</a> / <a href="https://archiveofourown.org/users/finniestoncrane/profile">[AO3]</a> ''
If you notice any mistakes, please let me know because this was a lot for my tiny brain to handle on it's own!!
(text-colour:#DE6A31)[''[[🔸NOW!! click HERE to begin >:3c->Trick or Treat ✅]]'']]
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) ["I don't have to prove myself to you any more than I already have. But I do want to wipe that self-satisfied smirk off your face."
Your forced bravado only served to do the opposite, causing Edward to smile wider than before as he hissed at you.
"Very well. Choose our next game."
''(text-colour:#89B51D)[[[❔"Shall we see how long you can hold your breath? A test of endurance?"->Choking ✅]]]
(text-colour:#89B51D)[[[❔"Would you like to see if there's anything your mouth can do better than make dreadfully foolish remarks?"->Fit ✅]]]
(text-colour:#89B51D)[[[❔"There's always the option to play a very simple guessing game, if you'd like?"->Guess ✅]]]
(text-colour:#FF73BB)[[[❕"Actually... Before we start, do you mind if I use the bathroom?"->Before ✅]]]
(text-colour:#FF73BB)[[[❕"I've changed my mind. I'd like my treat now."->Final Game ✅]]]'']
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) [''(text-colour:#89B51D)[[[❔"Shall we see how long you can hold your breath? A test of endurance?"->Choking ✅]]]
(text-colour:#89B51D)[[[❔"Would you like to see if there's anything your mouth can do better than make dreadfully foolish remarks?"->Fit ✅]]]
(text-colour:#89B51D)[[[❔"There's always the option to play a very simple guessing game, if you'd like?"->Guess ✅]]]
(text-colour:#FF73BB)[[[❕"You know what... do you mind if I use the bathroom before we start another game?"->Before ✅]]]
(text-colour:#FF73BB)[[[❕"I've changed my mind. I don't want to play again."->Game Over ✅]]]'']
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) [Completely and utterly disappointed in your failure to not only choose a game that you assumed your skillset would be suited to, but also to see his challenge through to completion, Edward offered you a grimace, nodding to the elevator.
"You can leave now. I won't even make you find your way through the sewers. It seems cruel that I'd force those who have made their home down there have to endure your stupidity. Call it a rare moment of benevolence, but I wouldn't wish //you// on even my worst enemy."
You stepped into the lift and Edward turned his back on you, hitting a button on his desk which sent the lift back upwards to the railyard and your future, devoid of punishment, yes, but also without any of his promised treats.
(text-colour:#DE6A31)[''[[🔸Start Over?->Trick or Treat ✅]]
(text-colour:#DE6A31)[[🔸Skip to the end.->End and Exit ✅]]'']]
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) ["You are in fact the smartest man to ever live."
(text-colour:#FF73BB)[''[[❕"You are in fact the smartest man to ever live."->B1 ✅]]'']]
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) ["You are the most amazing."
(text-colour:#FF73BB)[''[[❕"You are the most amazing."->C1 ✅]]'']]
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) ["You are the most intelligent."
(text-colour:#FF73BB)[''[[❕"You are the most intelligent."->E1 ✅]]'']]
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) ["You are the bravest."
(text-colour:#FF73BB)[''[[❕"You are the bravest."->G1 ✅]]'']]
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) ["You are the greatest."
(text-colour:#FF73BB)[''[[❕"You are the greatest."->H1 ✅]]'']]
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) ["You are the riddler."
(text-colour:#FF73BB)[''[[❕"You are the riddler."->I1 ✅]]'']]
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) [Edward took a moment to catch his breath, his cheeks reddening with exertion or adrenaline or something else, before he settled himself down and spoke to you with a new kindness you hadn't quite heard yet.
"I'm honoured you think of me like that. An astute observation of my person, an indicator that you might not be as dumb as once perceived."
(text-colour:#DE6A31)[''[[🔸Continue->Next Steps ✅]]'']]
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(font:'Verdana')+(text-size:0.9)+(text-colour:#D1D1D1) [You stepped into the lift and Edward turned his back on you, hitting a button on his desk which sent the lift back upwards to the railyard and your future, missing out on what could have been the best night of your life, or the worst mistake of it.
(text-colour:#DE6A31)[''[[🔸Start Over?->Trick or Treat ✅]]
(text-colour:#DE6A31)[[🔸Skip to the end.->End and Exit ✅]]'']]
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