Love Sucks [cw]

Roman could sense she was taking her time. He was fine with it. To him, it only got better if you didn’t jump straight into it, but actually took a little time. Both their bodies needed to be ready, and that was an important step. He lifted his arms to easier get out of the shirt. He let his hand sneak up towards her chest, He let a finger run over her soft skin.
He noticed how she was tracing the outline of his tattoos. ”You like them?” He had a lot of different ones. Some were more meaningful than others. Some he had gotten when he was drunk and didn’t think much of the motive. He did sometimes spend time with people, that was nothing more than a night together. But at times, he also met people who were different. He had met a few of them since coming here. Kennedy was one of them.
He turned towards her, when she sat down on the bed, undressing down to her panties only. He took her in, just looking at her for a moment. He was far from as patient as her. He went over and bent down towards her. ”Lay down.”

Beauty was relative. There was no person in the world, that wasn’t beautiful to someone else. To him, beauty was when he could see the rawness in a person. Just the authentic person, that was not affected by other people, society or anything other external force. There were a few situations you would see such things. Sex was one, situations with a bunch of adrenalin was another. He had one with Kennedy today, which was likely why he was unable to hold back any longer. He wanted to experience the other.
He narrowed his eyes when she disobeyed. Even if she was acting against him, he knew she wanted it as much as him. He could see it in her eyes. He grabbed her shoulder and started to lead kisses down her body, moving closer to the top of her panties. He stopped around her navel and looked up at her. ”Are you sure?” He kept moving his kisses down her body. He skipped her center and instead started to kiss her thighs.

Roman growled from his throat, when she blatantly said she was not going to behave. It might piss some people off, but he loved it. How he would have to work to get what he wanted. It was still a game of tug-of-war. Who would pull the hardest? He was not sure he could last much longer, but he tried with everything in him, to not give in right away.
He leaned back a little, when he noticed the fingers in her mouth. A fire ignited in his eyes, when she slid it down her body and under her last layer of clothing. He grabbed her wrist. ”Don’t you fucking dare do my job,” he growled and attempted to pull her hand back. He was convinced she would do some resistance. Unless she was giving up already.
He for sure was going to fight with everything he had, but he could also feel his patience growing thin. It wouldn’t take long, before he would have to throw in the towel.

Roman was just about to nod in appreciation when she removed her hand. But then she decided to pull away completely. He took a step away from the bed and watched her touch herself. She better be thinking about him at least. He stood back, considering his next move. He moved over to her, leaning down so he could whisper into her ear. ”Touch yourself all you want,” he started a let out an exhale. ”If you don’t want to be touched by me tonight, you can go right ahead and continue.” His voice had a slight husky character, when he was whispering like this. ”But whatever you are imaging, will never live up to the night I could give you.”
He went to the door and leaned against it. He was telling himself, he would not give into her, unless she stopped touching herself right away. But in the end, he knew, he would have a hard time doing that. She looked so damn sexy when she was touching herself like that.

Roman knew looking at her, would make it harder for him to resist her. However, looking away was even harder. He watched how she just kept going. She was making this extremely hard, but it was also how he wanted it to be. He was starting to realize, she was not going to give in. He was going to lose their game. He should just gracefully bow out and admit defeat.
He tightened his jaw, when she said what she was imagining. ”Good choice. Do you think I’ll live up to your imagination?” Roman didn’t know if she, or anyone else, would be able to accurate imagine how it was to be with him. Some might have an idea. But if anyone thought he was going to be gentle, they were dead wrong. Roman leaned his head back when her movements became faster. He let out a huff of air, before he had to jump to action. He got out of his pants and moved to the bed. ”Enough.” He climbed into bed with her. ”Remove that hand, and I’ll give you something to moan about.”

Roman tightened his jaw once more, when she continued to moan. Without him. He had had enough. As he stood on his knees in bed, and she was being provoking still, he knew what had to be done. He removed himself to get the leather cuffs. He returned to her and in a slightly aggressive way, removed her underwear. He had been teased far too much to withstand it any longer. He put the cuffs around his wrists. ”Don’t oppose me.” He had given her enough chances already. He also removed her hand, holding it. He could see how she was indeed ready for him. He let out a slight mocking sound. He licked her fingers, keeping eye contact with her while doing so. He was done being Mr. Nice. She clearly didn’t want that. He let go of her hand and instead removed his last layer. Now that they were both completely undressed, they could get to the fun stuff. He put his hands on her knees to spread her legs apart. He placed himself between them and made sure he was protected. He wouldn’t need to do more to get ready himself. Hearing her moan had done that for him. He put a hand on her hip and used the other to position himself at her center. He made his way inside her and quickly made his movements faster. He had been patient enough. Even if he lost their little game, he wouldn’t wait any longer.

Roman respected Kennedy a lot. They did indeed disagree on a few things, but there were also many similarities between the two of them. Normally he would put distance between him and a person he disagreed a lot with. However, it was almost like he instinctively knew, he would need Kennedy in his life. In which shape and form was unclear yet, but he didn’t want to let her go. His more conscious mind told him it was because he was a person, he actually had enjoyed being around all the time, which rarely happened. He would mostly be slightly annoyed with a person at least once, if he spent time with them for more than an hour. He hadn’t felt that way about Kennedy. It was unlikely to keep being like that, but he doubted it would be very much.
Roman loved listening to her. Much more now that she was gasping because of him and not herself. He quickly began breathing quicker when he entered her. She felt really good around him, and he couldn’t get enough. He kept going at the same pace, not rushing to end this at all. He leaned down to place a kiss on her breast, while still moving his hips. Hearing her sound his name like that was extremely arousing.

Roman did know. She might not be able to show it with actions, but everything else made it clear to him. It felt like they were moving together in perfect sync. It was incredible to believe they hadn’t known each other for longer than they had.
Roman had no way of knowing what would happen in the future, and to be honest, it wasn’t in his thoughts at this moment. He was too focused on her and the activity they were involved in. He was often very focused in these situations, as he wanted to experience everything, as well make sure his partner had a good time. He would never want anyone to leave his bed dissatisfied. He had surely never heard any complaints, so he assumed he was good at what he did. He felt how her hips buckled against him. He used that as a hint to what tempo she would want this moment.
He heard how she begged. He was not sure what she wanted specifically, so he kept going deep, but also moved slightly faster. His gaze was locked on hers, so he could determine if that was what she wanted.

It became evident, that was what he wanted. He felt good about that. It was not always easy to know what people wanted unless they told him directly, so he felt good he had managed to figure it out.
He leaned closer to her. At this moment, he didn’t feel like denying her anything. She didn’t deserve to be heard, surely. Not after how much like a brat she had acted. But something also told him, he should forget about it. He kissed her and tried to angle himself, so he would keep hitting that spot that made her moan in high pitch. He knew he had wanted to be with her since they first met, but he hadn’t had many feelings in it. But he usually didn’t, no matter what. He didn’t want to be involved with anyone like that, because it was going to end up with him being hurt. Why would he want that? But he also had heard, at times you couldn’t really help it. When it happened, it just happened. He would have no say in it.
Roman really liked hearing people. He would even sometimes encourage people to let their pleasure be known. He reached up and put a hand on her cheek while still kissing her.

Roman could definitely feel the affects of being with her. He was hoping she would fall asleep right away too, but for completely different reasons. He could feel how her moans vibrated onto his lips, which felt amazing. He slid his tongue inside and started to move it with hers.
He could feel how she was trying to get him to go deeper. He put both hands on her hips to stabilize himself better. When she encouraged him to not hold back, he decided he definitely wasn’t going to. He rocked his hips to do just that. He could feel how he was growing closer to his climax for each rock with his hips. Small, but deep, moans started to emerge from his lips. He was enjoying it to the fullest and hoped she felt the same. But he was fairly sure that was the case by just looking and listening to her. He leaned down to kiss her, but quickly moved his lips down her jaw and neck.

Roman was not at all in doubt that she had gotten to her heigh. She seemed almost euphoric, which was exactly how it should be. He was getting very close himself, but he was doing his best to make sure she got through another peak of pleasure.
His thrust became a little sloppy, as he was reaching the finish line. He let out a few groans and an even throatier groan as he too got there. He would breathed heavily, before he pulled out of her. He laid down next to her, his chest moving up and down in quick movements. He put his hand on hers. ”Did it pay off to be disobedient?” He asked breathlessly. He was a little exhausted for now. But he also knew he often were able to go for a second round after a break. He turned his head to look at her. She really was something special. He knew that. The question now was, if he would have to see her be special to someone else. She deserved it, surely, but he was also greedy and wanted everything for himself.

Roman let out a breathy laugh when she spoke. She did have a point. Not to mention that her laugh was making him feel immensely relaxed. He watched her as she easily got out of the restrains. He made a click with his tongue. ”Cheater,” he muttered, though his voice was not showing he was dissatisfied with her. It tugged on one corner of his mouth, when she kissed his knuckles.
He watched her every move, not wanting to miss anything. He nodded.
”I am starting to realize that,” he spoke softly. His breathing was slowly getting under control. He was quick to reciprocating her kiss. He felt kissing her, sharing a bed with her and even just spending time with her, was something to be honored. She could be gone soon, and he wouldn’t want to regret anything when she was. ”I feel like a winner,” he claimed. He might technically have lost, but he didn’t feel like a loser at all.