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The Way He Looks at You Series
Act I: The Way He Looks at You
Chapter 6: The Way He Denies You
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Cal’s hand moves out of your hair and down the back of your neck. His fingers toy with the small bow that ties your dress together. You hold your breath in anticipation of what is coming. He leans in and gently bumps your nose with his before placing a small kiss to the tip. His soft mouth presses a series of slow kisses up your left cheekbone until he reaches the peak of your ear.
“I am going to take my time with you.” He whispers against your ear. His stubble lightly scratches your skin while he speaks, causing you to shiver. “You are to tell me every time you are close and I will reward you. You may not finish until I deem it necessary.”
“Yes, Cal.” You whisper back, barely able to form words. You can hear blood rushing noisily through your ears, everything feels hot.
He takes intentional steps forcing you backwards with his body, his eyes locked on yours. You stumble slightly but the arm he has wrapped around your waist keeps you upright. Backing until you bump up against the armrest of the nearby couch. Cal continues to apply pressure with his body requiring you to perch yourself on it.
He releases his hold and lowers himself until he is kneeling on the ground in front of you. His hands travel down your thighs until they reach the end of your dress. He pushes a few fingers under the hem, raising the fabric several inches to reveal more of you. He stares at the exposed skin before changing direction and trailing his fingers back down your legs. Cal leaves the bottom of your dress disheveled and you watch as he brings his fingers to the tops of your boots.
He carefully tugs on the right boot, angling the black leather so that it easily slides off. He inspects the worn material briefly before setting it on the ground. “You will need new boots.” He says as he pulls your long woolen sock off as well. “What is mine shall only receive the best.”
A blush spreads across your cheeks at his possessive words. It feels so good to belong to someone, but you know you may leave, so you try to calm your heart.
Cal moves his hands towards your other boot, taking the same care in removing it and the material underneath. Once the task is complete, Cal looks up at you while he stands back to his full height. “Follow me.”
Without another word he turns to walk towards a small hallway lined with a few doors. You leap up and follow, your exposed feet enjoying the carpeted floors. You can't remember the last time you walked across something so lovely. Usually you are running through dirty streets or pacing the metal floors of a ship. Neither is a good place to take off one’s boots. You also lose an inch of height from the lack of footwear and it increases the feeling of power that Cal seems to hold over you.
He leads you to the door at the end of the hall and opens it, allowing you to go inside first. As you pass Cal, he follows you and presses his firm chest against your back, closing the door behind your attached bodies. He speaks softly behind you, “Go sit in the center of the bed then turn to face me.”
When you don’t immediately pull away from his body, he nudges you forward with his chest. You walk forward and climb onto the thick comforter, quickly realizing there is no graceful way to get to the middle of the bed. You end up crawling, distinctly aware of Cal’s eyes on your body as the plush terrain forces you into the compromising position. The dress feels as if it is barely covering the naked skin beneath the skirt.
Once in the middle of the bed you turn to face Cal and sit on your knees. You place your hands in your lap which causes your breasts to push together slightly. Arching your back due to how you rest your rear on your heels. Cal notices the way you have positioned your body, he stares for a long moment, scanning over how you look. As if he is trying to memorize the exact way you look on his bed.
“You should be careful with how you arrange yourself on my bed. It will be difficult to treat you as anything but a decoration.” His eyes burn into yours, he sits on a nearby chair, removing his own boots but leaving the black socks underneath. “You’re such a lovely decoration and I would have you on as many surfaces as possible.”
His words cause you to feel an immediate reaction between your thighs. You’re grateful that the bedding is black because you are already making a mess and he hasn’t even touched you yet.
You watch as he stands and unclasps his utility belt, placing it on the chair. He removes his lightsaber from the belt and places it separately on the same surface, ensuring that it is easily accessible. Your eyes follow his every movement, entranced by his disrobing.
He works at the buttons of his thick uniform, taking his time. Cal watches your eyes and you watch his fingers. It mildly disappoints you when you see more black fabric underneath, realizing that he is wearing an undershirt. As he pulls the top layer off his shoulders your disappointment changes to delight. The undershirt is sleeveless and you can see every delicious muscle in his arms. You greedily scan over the exposed skin, and you want nothing more than to touch and kiss all of it.
Cal chuckles in response, “The listed desires didn’t include touching me, you earn that separately.” He approaches the foot of the bed and crawls towards you. His movements are slow and thoughtful, he looks like a predator moving towards its prey. As he nears your body, his pace does not slow, he overtakes you, pressing you backwards until his body encapsulates your now prone form.
“How do I earn it?” You ask, struggling to not reach out and run your hands over his bare arms. Cal drops his lower body to rest between your legs and places kisses to your collarbones. He moves methodically but you never know where he is planning to place the next searing touch.
“Submission.” Cal says between kisses.
You aren’t sure what exactly submission entails in this scenario but you decide to worry later and enjoy the feeling of his mouth on your body. His kisses move down onto your chest and you find your hips moving to rub your needy core against his lower body.
Cal pulls away from his work to look into your eyes, amusement twinkles like stars in his dark expression. “That is not submission.”
You immediately stop moving your lower body and he smirks before dropping his head back down. The kisses become hungrier as he adds his tongue to the mix, sometimes licking then kissing, other times sucking at the skin. Both draw the same reaction from your lips. You gasp and moan quietly, your eyes closing to focus on the feeling.
“Look at me.” Cal says, pausing his movements, but staying close to your skin. Your eyes open and you look into his intense gaze. “I should be able to look up and see your eyes at any moment. Do not deny me your lustful expressions.”
You can only nod.
“So good for me.” He praises before turning his attention back to the exposed skin of your chest.
You watch how his lips move against you. The sight so erotic that you think you could get off from it alone. You want to run your fingers through his red hair. It is such a beautiful contrast to the rest of his body and clothes, warming his otherwise icy demeanor.
Cal shifts his weight onto his right arm and brings his left hand behind your neck. You can’t help but observe how the muscles of his supporting arm flex and strain at the new position. You really want to feel them but resist and grip the blanket below your body. Cal’s fingers quickly find the strings that hold the back of the dress together, he pulls them loose, leaving them coiling in your hair.
His hand then moves down your body with intention. His fingers wrap around the edge of the neckline nearest your right breast. He pulls the loosened fabric to the side exposing the entirety of your soft flesh. Your nipples are already hard from everything he has been doing to your body.
Cal’s hand strokes the outer swell of the sensitive skin. Teasing you momentarily before placing his arm back onto the bed to balance his body weight. You watch in excitement as his mouth works its way towards the newly available area.
As he reaches the edge, he places the tip of his tongue to your breast and licks smoothly towards its center. Just as he is about to reach your nipple, but his tongue re enters his mouth. He instead applies a subtle kiss to the last place his tongue touched. Infuriatingly close to where you actually want it. The sensation has you squirming, and a whine escapes your throat.
Cal glances up, pleased that you are watching him. “I wouldn’t consider whining to be submissive.” He says with a smugness in his voice, “I recommend you let go of earning what you want, at least for tonight. I will make this last and you do not appear to have the resolve to enjoy it without complaining.”
You want to protest, but you are afraid he might be right. “Can I earn it later?” You ask hopefully, glancing at his muscular arms.
“If you stay.” He reminds you.
No further words spoken on the topic, Cal licks more lines across your breast without once hitting the hardened peak. He moves his mouth to the rounded underside and seals his lips in position. He sucks much more firmly and you have to fight not to close your eyes. Cal looks up while he works to ensure that you are not breaking his rules and you moan loudly for his enjoyment.
He finally releases the hold and while you can not see the mark, you watch as Cal appreciates his handiwork. His eyes take in the damage he caused for a long moment.
“Being possessed suits you.” He says, “I’d like to mark you more permanently.”
Your brain courses with electricity every time he speaks, each new word makes you so desperate for everything that he provides. His presence is feeling more and more like a need. You want to give everything that you are to him. Just to feel this high for the rest of your life.
Cal wastes no time bringing his head up to place a hard kiss to your lips. After a moment of pressure, he moves his lips slowly then pulls away, enough to look into your eyes, he looks happy. Then he lowers back down to place more kisses to your breast, closer this time to where you need his touch.
The kiss took your breath away and your brain reels trying to figure out why he kissed you so suddenly. Then you remember what you had been thinking right before the kiss and realize he was rewarding you.
Pulling you from your thoughts, Cal closes his mouth over your erect nipple. Your back arches and you cry out as his lips and tongue pleasure you.
As quickly as you can, you look down to watch his efforts, and it only heightens the enjoyment. He licks at the bud a few times before pulling at it with his lips. His eyes meet yours, taking pleasure in the expressions that he easily draws forth. Cal watches carefully and makes only one move at a time, testing your reactions, trying to learn which you prefer.
Once he has the data, he combines the motions in devastating patterns. Sometimes flicking his tongue, then breaking up the sensation with a small kiss. Then licking broadly across the entire surface before capturing the flesh between his teeth and pulling it into his mouth to suck and nibble at.
You feel desire growing in your body and you are desperate to feel more. You want him to flip you over and fuck you into the mattress until you are screaming his name. Anything to provide relief from this torturous build up.
“So needy,” Cal states as he lifts his head. “There is so much more to do before I use your body like that.”
Your stomach flips at the promise.
“I still have plenty of work to do over here.” He says and leans down to nip at your left breast through the fabric of your dress.
Your eyes roll back as you groan, you hear him chuckle.
“I can’t imagine how quickly you’ll fall apart if I touch both at the same time. Perhaps I should take this opportunity to remind you that you are to inform me when your orgasm draws near.” He says, barely able to contain his amusement.
You nod furiously, ready to agree to any terms as long as you get to feel more. Satisfied, Cal uses his teeth to pull the dress to the side of your covered breast. Once exposed Cal places a barely there kiss to its peak, and for a wonderful moment you think he won’t tease you so severely this time.
It was a stupid thought and you realize immediately that everything will happen when Cal decides it may happen. Cal moves his mouth to the underside, glancing at the other breast momentarily before finding the correct location. His lips once again seal on the skin and suck hard, creating a matching bruise. Pulling back, he compares the two marks and seems pleased with the results.
You watch as he trails kisses and licks across the surface, taking his time. The sensation is delightful but you can’t help but wonder if this isn’t also for him. If he gets off on feeling and tasting every inch of your skin. You imagine Inquisitors are probably quite touch starved and you are grateful to be the object of his needs.
Cal’s weight shifts and his fingers trail along the skin of your now neglected breast. You are so focused on the new feeling you don’t realize that you are being distracted. Simultaneously Cal moves to suck hard on one nipple while pinching the other between his thumb and index finger.
Your brain short circuits and you are a moaning mess, your hips buck against your will. However, Cal doesn’t let up. He presses his clothed lower body hard against the space between your legs. His mouth licks and nips while his fingers roll the other nipple. You cannot stop grinding down hard against Cal, and he pushes his covered erection back with equal force. Allowing you to take everything that you need.
It is the hottest moment of your life and you realize it might be enough to push you over the edge.
“Cal, I’m about to-”
Everything stops. Cal pulls back, no longer touching the sensitive points of your body, only resting on you without stimulation. He’s smiling, a genuine smile. You’ve seen nothing so beautiful in your life. You want to pull him close and hug him tightly for giving you this hidden treasure.
Cal leans forwards and kisses you passionately, but not with heat. Instead, there is kindness and deep emotion in the kiss. He continues to place kisses to your lips but in between, he mumbles small things like, “Good.” “So good.” “All mine.” It sounds like he is praying against your lips, worshiping your obedience.
You want to feel disappointed by the loss of orgasm, but you feel something warm inside you instead, something that feels so much better than a brief high.
“You did such a good job letting me know.” Cal says, his voice husky, but he seems to have regained most of his composure. His eyes return to their normal intensity. “I’ll begin again.”
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