《Destructive Heaven》Chapter 6: Force
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The strength in your legs vanished from your body. Your bottom lip trembled as your breaths came out sharp, and quick. You quickly toss yourself over on your stomach, gripping the carpet as you began to pull yourself away from the TV. You started to crawl, holding back the urge to vomit. Your stomach turned at every word that the anchor said; your body was hot and shaky as you tumbled down the hallway.
Snowball was sitting right in the middle of your door way. She was staring off into your room, her tail delicately moving side to side. As you got your body to your doorway, you were face to face with a large pair of dress shoes. As you looked up the pair of legs that sprouted out from the shoes, you saw two beaming eyes staring right back at you.
Suddenly, you were yanked to your feet by your hair, crying out in pain as you swung both your hands up to the hand holding your locks tightly in its grasp. Cain's face was an inch from yours, his breath beating against your cheek. The very tips of your toes repeatedly grazed the carpeted floor, your eyes pouring with tears as you tried go beg Cain to set you back down on the floor to save you from the excruciating pain shooting through your scalp.
"What's wrong, love? Aren't you happy?", Cain says with an emotionless face to accompany his words.
"No-! Cain what you did was very, very wrong! Please put me dow-"
Without a single moment to blink, you felt gravity disappear for a moment. You were almost floating through the air, your arms desperately trying to reach for Cain. He had thrown you across the room, through the air like a rag doll. You watched him with fear in your eyes, suddenly slamming your lids shut as your back collided with your wall. You slid down the wall, your head pounding so hard you thought you might faint.
Cain slowly walks over to you, a wide grin on his face. His eyes were burning brightly with satisfaction, and he rose his hands up, waving them at you to get your attention.
"Well, aren't you happy? Aren't you glad? You're glad, right?", he says threateningly, his smile growing wider.
"I got rid of that filthy piece of shit, you must be ecstatic! Show me how happy you are! Come on! Do it. Do it!", he chants, grabbing the sides of his face as an eerie laughter fills the room, causing you to shrink back against the wall.
Your tears become suffocating as you choked back on your hiccups. You repeatedly swiped at your eyes and nose, trying to fake a smile, but it only turned to more tears. And that angered Cain, quite a bit. He slowly crouched down in front of you, swinging his fist at the wall beside your head, cocking his head at you as his smile vanished. His eyes stared right through yours, his voice much deeper, filled with rage that was close to bursting.
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"Why aren't you happy? Did you care about that son of a bitch? Did you like being fondled by a filthy animal like that? Speak, dammit! Speak!", Cain screamed, repeatedly punching at the wall beside your head till his fist busted through.
You watched Cain pant with fury, shutting your eyes tightly to hide your fear. You tried to get ahold of yourself, but it was far too obvious that you were absolutely terrified. You felt that you had no other choice. You suddenly lunged at him, your arms wrapping tightly around him, shoving your face against his chest. You were so small compared to him, you could feel his heart pound against his chest as your hands gripped at his clothing.
"T-thank you Cain, I'm so happy.", you cough out softly.
Cains eyes widen with surprise, his hand still as it rests in your wall. He slowly starts to tear his hand out from the wall, wrapping his arms around you in return. You could feel his palms shaking against your back, his breathing finally began to steady after a few moments of embrace.
"Tell me how greatful you are, before I tear your body apart.", he growls in your ear.
You swallow back your fear quickly, being sure to take a deep breath in order to make it more believable. You slowly start to back away from his chest, looking into his deep, yellow eyes. You gently hold his hands, your body shivering as you straddled his lap.
"Thank you so much, Cain. He was such a dirty bastard, I'm so glad you got rid of him.", you said, trying to hold back your tears.
You could see Cain's cheeks flush a bit from your words, causing you to exhale with relief. But you weren't prepared for what was just about to happen.
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Cain slowly looked down your body, smirking as he saw you straddling him. He slowly grabbed ahold of your thighs, that were already tightly hugging his hips. Your body twitched from his touch, causing you to quickly look at him. He slowly slides his hands further up your thighs, staring you down like an animal.
"Show me how greatful you are, [y/n]. Show me how much you love me.", Cain whispers, causing you to scramble off his lap immediately.
"What- What do you mean?", you stutter in reply.
Cain only devilishly smirks. You slowly look down to his lap to see a large bulge popping out from his black slacks. You could feel a heated blush take over your face, quickly shaking your head. His smile drops as you did so, and he suddenly grabs ahold of your head, slamming your face down onto his thigh, your lips only a centimeter away from his bulge.
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"Suck it.", he threatens, his voice falling deeper.
You felt a hot sweat seep out of your body, you began to tremble. Whether that be from fear, or pure embarrassment. You just couldn't even bring yourself to touch it, let alone suck it as Cain requested. Your heart began to pound so hard, you thought you might die of a heart attack. You've never done anything like this, and you definitely didn't want to do it with Cain.
"P-please Cain, I never did this before. I don't think you'll find any enjoyment out of it, so please just-"
Suddenly, Cain starts pressing your head harder against his thigh. He uses his free hand to unbutton his slacks, quickly pulling down his zipper. Your eyes widen with fear as the scent of Cain filled your nostrils, you tried to push yourself away, but Cain only pressed your head down harder. Cain slowly slid down his boxers over the large bulge, and almost immediately his shaft pops upward.
"Do it. Show me how greatful you are before I do the same to you that I did to him.", Cain growls, lifting your head up slowly, before lowering your lips against his tip.
Your face was hot with embarrassment, you didn't want to. You thought about biting down, but you knew you'd be dead if you even attempted that. His tip was wet with pre-cum, causing you to shutter at the taste. You softly wrapped your lips around it, shutting you eyes in hopes of calming your pounding heart. Cain let out a soft exhale as you began to slide your tongue up and down "him".
You slowly slid your hands over his thighs, gently releasing the tip, and sliding your tongue slowly down the rest of his shaft, causing him to twitch slightly from surprise. His cheeks flushed red, his hand slowly moving to the top of your head. You gently move him back into your mouth, softly sucking before he suddenly pushes your head down. He quickly entered your throat, your eyes filling with tears as he thrusted into your mouth.
You couldn't breathe; you were struggling to hold back your gags, but you couldn't. When he finally released your head, his entire dick slipped from your mouth; your saliva dripping down his shaft as you gasped for air. You coughed against his lap, tears dripping from your chin as you tried to steady your breathing. His body was burning up, he must have been enjoying the sensation of your innocent mouth around him.
"Good girl, [y/n].", he coos, softly rubbing your head, his fingers tangling through your hair.
He softly gripped your hair, suddenly grabbing ahold of his shaft before jerking at it himself. You slowly look up at him only to see him biting down on his lip, his hand slipping up and down his shaft faster before suddenly climaxing onto your face. You flinched backward, sharply inhaling from surprise. He slowly let go of your hair, panting softly into the air as his cum began to drip from your face.
"C-Cain..", you utter, slowly sitting up.
Your body was burning up from embarrassment, and your heart was about ready to explode. You quickly got up and ran to the bathroom, spalshing cold water against your face. You quickly got rid of the semen, and tried to calm down the deep blush striped across your cheeks. Cain slowly fixed himself up, before making his way to the bathroom.
Just his presence was enough to send your heart racing again. The blush only grew deeper as he stared at you with soft, tired eyes. He gently scratches at the back of his head, his bangs dangling beautifully in front of his eyes. You shove your face into a towel.
"Did you like it?", he smirked, a snicker soon following.
"No! You forced me- You made me do it, and I absolutely resent you for that in every way!", you scream, throwing the towel at his chest.
Cain grips the towel, before setting it down on the sink. He slowly walks up to you, backing you against a wall. You stare up at him with blurry vision. He was so close, you could smell him. Your mouth still tasted of him, too. All these things kept flooding your senses, causing you to grow weak.
"You'll grow to love it. And, you'll grow to love me. No matter how hard you try, you're mine now. And no one else will ever be able to take you away."
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