heavensnight | open post

[part of her knows it's bullshit.

and the other part of her feels the silver necklace that he had given still on her neck. she sighs.]

give me 20 and I'll be over. Mary's new meds are working? still knocking her out for the night?

take all the time you need.

she uh....won't be up at all tonight.

( surprisingly, her lack of words stung him a bit, bruising what little ego he had left. still he won't let emotions get in the way of what he wanted and needed—

comfort and attention to help lift him up from the dark bottom he's in. )

i'll be here by the front door, waiting for you.

[waiting by the front door? what, like some dog? it's tempting to text that back but she doesn't. James is easy to hurt, she thinks, and he'll change his mind if she's mean. and she doesn't want him to.

so instead she sends over a heart, trying to soften the earlier anger she had sent his way, and gets up to redo her make-up. she never left home without a full face. she puts on a loose black dress and heads out. not like she needs to work much on her clothes. they wouldn't be staying on.

as she drives over, she wonders why she's doing this. why is she sleeping with a man awful enough to sleep with his wife's twin sister? but maybe it's because he's as awful as her, sleeping with her twin sister's husband. Maria knows she can't pretend she's any better. she isn't. both of them had made the decision to sleep with each other and right now, they were making the decision to do it again. the right thing to do was to turn around and tell him off.

instead she pulls into his driveway and gets out of the car, walking up to the front door.]

Hey.

( with that final text message sent off, he remained seated on the couch with an intense wave of anxiety and regret filling his mind and body. there were a number of thoughts and regrets that filled his mind, causing a hazy blur before he nearly slammed the phone down onto the floor. no, instead he held it in his hand squeezing it tightly before something in him snapped—

he had to kill that side of himself. the side that vowed loyalty to mary in sickness and in health, that swore he wasn't like those other men, that swore....he was a protector of women. was he ever any of those things? or was he just a man who did enough to fly under the radar and find a woman who could love him for who he was.

whatever the answer was, it was now silent. the relentless thoughts in his minds were put to rest and all that remained was a growing arousal as he focused on that night he had with maria and just how good she felt on his cock and on his lips. that's all that mattered now, his own self pleasure.

as he made his way to the door, a new sensation and confidence took over his mind and movements and when maria finally walked up to him he seemed....more sure of himself. )

Hey yourself.

( without hesitation he reached for an embrace, pressing his clearly budding erection against her. this was going to be another long night, filled with regret he was sure. )

[Maria wasn't sure what to expect when she would come to James but he's acting differently. much more confident and she guesses if he was able to get her over then that would do wonders for his confidence. she knew Mary had gotten angrier, the closer she got to the end of her life. though Maria thought it was ironic how Mary had a very good reason to be angry and yet she didn't know at all.

returning the embrace, Maria feels his hardness against her and she is surprised. all over the promise of something? that was ridiculous, she thought. was it because of her, she wondered. or simply the fact he would have a warm body. did James want her or any woman at all? was it because she was the closest option, the willing one? Maria had put the work in to get them to this point, seducing him slowly and now they were at this point. it was hard to deny she felt some glee.

when she pulls away from him, she walks into the house. once the door is closed, she leans in and kisses his cheek.] Come on. [she says quietly. even if Mary was asleep, dead to the world, they should be careful. Maria makes her way to the guest bedroom, not even looking back to see if James follows her or if he wanted something else first. not that she would offer anything else. they were here for one thing. what was the point of pretending otherwise?]

( in order to be here before her, with a confidence he had never shown before, he had to shut off the side of him that cared. that cared about the sanctity of his marriage, that cared about mary as a person, and the one that cared about not hurting maria. that side of him was far gone now, instead all that remained was a lustful desire only this vision of a woman he so wanted— maria. she truly was a sight for lonely, weary eyes that craved gentle affection and companionship.

only this time, instead of dismissing her coldly like he had last time, james had decided to do his best to put in at least an ounce of effort to keep this going. whatever that truly said about him and his desperation was left to be answered because as maria pulled from him and walked into his house that now harbored pain, death, and pleasure all in one, he could only focus on her.

the way her hips swayed when she walked in, the softness of her lips against his cheek, and how he had been holding his breath as they went inside. he's following along like a starved dog, eyes focus only on her backside as his arousal grew deep and deeper. once they were inside the guest room, he closed the door behind him and lingered just briefly—

contemplating on what he should say or do next. )

Maria....I want you so bad.

( there's an apology at the tip of his tongue, wondering if he should actually say those words. yet instead he began to walk towards her, tilting his head up to press a kiss against her lips.

he could only hope she could feel just how sorry he really was. )

[Maria doesn't feel the apology in his kiss. all she feels is his desperation, his hopeless desire for the only woman who will give him what he wants. it says a lot about her, she thinks, but she doesn't care. Maria had long since given up on caring about such things when she'd known she wanted James, when she saw the path they were going down.

so when she kisses him back, it's simply accepting the desire he has. not accepting any apology.

Maria turns them and then pushes him onto the bed, standing at the foot of it before she gets on top of him to straddle him right over the bulge in his pants. there's a smirk on her lips as her hands move up his chest.]

We do things my way. If you really want me, that is. You do as I say and I'll fuck you all you want. As long as you behave then I'm yours. I'll give you whatever you want when you want it. Things my sister certainly never did. [there is no beating around this now. who she is. which leads to the first matter.]

Now be honest. I fucked you better, didn't I? It felt so goddamn good because we shouldn't have done it and you can't get it out of your mind.

[Maria knew that was part of the charm for her.]

( although the sudden shift in attitude and dominance was a surprise, he couldn't help but find himself excited by the prospect of being treated this way. was he possibly feeling at his lowest point, in need of punishment? was this his secret desire deep inside? or was he just happy to have any kind of attention even if it was negative?

the answer was a resounding yes because the moment she came over him and began to straddle him, his entire focus was on her. his eyes were wide and he was again breathless, waiting and anticipating to see what she had to say. what delights she truly had in store for him, with all of her anger and annoyance over his behavior. )

Maria you...

( a part of him wanted to protest over that line about being better than mary but what right did he have? all he could do was swallow the saliva that dripped on his tongue, feeling like a dog who was desperate for that first taste of a depictable meal.

so with a voice filled with resignation, he finally answered her. )

You were better...yes.

( he didn't want to think about mary in a time like this, but when he looked back he always had to be the one to initiate things. take things gentle and slowly and while he was happy at the time to play the role of prince, now he knew what he liked and he knew how to get it.

with his hands reaching out to grab maria's hips, he looked at her directly in the eyes before he fully succumbed to his degeneracy. )

I'll do anything you say...anything. You can have me any way you want and I'll fuck you until the only thing you can remember is me.

[pathetic. it's the word that keeps going through her mind every time he speaks. Maria knows she's not much better. she had just told James to tell her she fucked better than her sister.

but she's not pleading for James to fuck her, to spend time with her. James is behaving like a dog in heat. is it because of her, is it because he knows he will never get anybody better? Maria knows she is probably the only one who would fuck James and she knows James must know that as well.

her hips begin to grind against the erection in his pants as she smirks down at him.]

You think you can fuck me that well? [their last time had been on her mind. even when she had slept with someone else, her mind had gone to James. it perhaps wasn't him but what it meant. what they were doing when they had decided to fuck.

and Mary is so close by. knocked out from her meds, certainly, but physically she's there. when Maria looks down at James, she remembers this is her brother in law. a man she shouldn't even be in this position with. yet he had messaged her. wanting her. it feels good to have something of Mary's. everybody had always liked Mary better...

unless it was about this. Maria knew how to fuck.

Maria's hand moves to James's neck and wraps her fingers around it lightly.] I wonder what sick little fantasies you've had in that mind of yours because you have, haven't you? Dirty things you never wanted to say. [her fingers tighten just a little.] Say it. Say you've been disgusting and you've wanted all sorts of nasty things.

( every little thing maria said and did in this moment felt to james as if he were inhaling some kind of intoxicating, nauseating, yet arousing aroma that pulled him further and further into the pits of depravity. there was no escaping this further, no where for him to run and no regrets to comfort him, to tell him he just had a lapse in judgement.

no, with his cock being rubbed up by maria and only thin layers of clothing separating them, he couldn't rely on that old excuse. he had called her over here because this was he wanted, this was what he desired, and her treatment of him only reflected the kind of punishment he felt he deserved.

even if was being punished though, there would be pleasure. it was the only way his mind could wrap itself around what he was doing, only a few feet away from the woman he promised all of his love and loyalty to. )

I've been....

( there's a brief hesitation in his voice as her hand gripped his throat, his adam's apple throbbing against her grip as he swallowed down a bit of saliva that had gathered in his mouth. he truly was like a dog, already salivating for what was to come. )

Disgusting and I want all kinds of depraved things with you Maria. So please...do with me as you see fit.

( really if she wanted to get revenge for his cold indifference from before, this was truly her moment. )

[it's not that Maria wants to think about Mary, especially not as she's trying to fuck James, but the thoughts cross her mind. surely Mary never made James talk like this. he must have never imagined being in this situation.

and Maria isn't very sure that James has ever wanted this. to be treated in such a way, to be forced to say these things. Maria can't say she understands exactly what James wants. just sex? there had to be less demeaning ways of getting that. even if she was the easiest way of getting it.

if he would go so far just to be fucked then he deserved whatever she did, she decided.

Maria smiles sweetly and moves up so she can take her dress off then her bra. only her panties and the silver necklace he had given her remained on her. that was purposeful. every time she would fuck him, she would have this necklace on. to remind him. he had started this.

her body moves back down onto his and she grinds herself against his clothed cock with a pleased moan.] You're going to make a mess right in your pants. I won't let you go inside of me until you beg like you really mean it.

( even now when he was in the process of getting what he said he wanted, james was still unsure of exactly what kind of outcome he had been hoping from all of this. he absolutely wanted to have sex with her, to have someone actually touch him and utter words of desire in his ear. there were brief visions of maybe having a future with maria, of having someone to comfort him when his wife finally passed from that disease. yet both things seem to dangle in front of him like a chain, spiraling around his mind and leaving him full of doubt and confusion.

being under maria like this, although humiliating, took away any sense of control he might have had and while he would have never admitted this to his wife, he genuinely liked it. hearing maria's voice drip with a dominating tone and terse, well he was already getting to the point of making a mess in his pants as she requested. )

Beg...right I can beg.

( he's speaking to himself more than her, a way to affirm in his own mind he could pull this off. yet as she fully became undressed, and all that remained were two obstacles on her, he couldn't help but look up at her neck and see the way that necklace dangled against her skin. it was like a silver beacon, drawing him towards what he had done, and how he was the one who started all of this. truly he was done for.

he began to reach out, his rough and calloused hands gently gliding up her thighs, fingers pressing into her skin lightly. he leaned forward and pressed his head against her upper torso, eyes looking up with the most pathetic expression he could muster. )

Please let me fill you, I need you Maria....I want you so badly. I'm a pathetic man and I'll make a mess in my pants just for a chance for you to kiss me again...

[Maria didn't know where they would be once Mary was gone. frankly, she didn't want to think about the day that happened even if it was fast approaching. it wasn't today. no, today was about her and James.

and he is pathetic. how he doesn't really want to beg, practically has to convince himself to do it. but he did it anyway. he was that desperate. it shouldn't spur her on as much as it does. the fact he goes so far just for the opportunity to go inside of her again.

she shudders when she feels his hands on her and god she wants him too. she can't pretend she doesn't. even if he disgusts her, she's just as disgusted at herself.] James, shut up. [Maria had asked him to beg so it's hardly fair but she doubts he'll care when she leans down to kiss him. There's no time wasted in sweet and simple, just hungry and filled with lust. the panties come off just as quickly as she works on his pants, trying to free his cock as quickly as she can.]

You want me to ride you? [she hisses against his mouth as she takes his hand to her folds to feel how wet she is as she moans.] Under you? Or you want me ass up? Bet you don't even care how. [Maria can't say she does either.]

( for once, there's a genuine reaction to her words, a look of shock on his face as he looked at her intently but before he could say anything about her demands, she was kissing him. even now when she was berating him and playing with his mind in such a way, he couldn't help but feel a deep sense of arousal from all of it. his cock was throbbing against the fabric of his pants and soon when her hands went towards freeing it from the confines of his pants, it was evident by how soaked in precum it was that he was truly aroused by all of this.

it took him a moment to catch on what she was saying, the vibrations of her mouth against his hissing words that asked him to decide what was going to happen next. he was a simple man but when presented with so many choices after having given up control left him a bit stunted.

finally he spoke up, a soft breath escaping his lips. )

I want you from behind, your head against the pillow....moaning as I fill you up.

( was there a deeper meaning to that request? maybe in a way he couldn't quite look her in the face anymore after all this. )

[a few brief seconds pass as his request hits her and then she's laughing.]

So you don't have to see my face? [there were many reasons for him to want her like that. it could just be the position he liked best but she doubted it. even now part of her was certain he was being a coward. not able to accept what was happening and wanting to pretend anything else was happening. it was what Maria believed was happening.]

Request denied.

[just because she had asked didn't mean she had to do it. and she wouldn't. no, instead her hands grab his cock and she sits up, helping herself to slide down onto it. Maria keeps her eyes on his, as if willing him to look away. to try to take that chance.]

I'm going to make you watch everything. You can't hide away. [her hips move up and down, her tight heat rubbing along his length.] Say my name. Say just who is fucking you, making you feel good.

( she was far too clever for him, far more perceptive than he could ever be. james had these feelings deep within himself, but he was so detached from it all he could barely register the connection his thoughts, desires and words had. they were all so far removed from him, his mind and body frozen over from the turbulence of mary's disease.

yet as she laughed at him, saying he was too much of a coward to admit, he couldn't help but smile just a bit at her. his arousal was still going strong, cock hard and throbbing even as he felt a slight sense of humiliation over being called out like that. for now he remained silent, watching as she began to position herself over him, sliding onto his cock with such ease that it left him breathless.

all he could do was lean back and try and adjust himself as best as possible as she began to ride him. his hands reached out, firmly gripping her waist. )

Okay Maria, I'm here, my attention is all on you.

( a soft moan escaped his lips, breaking his words but soon just as she requested— )

Maria....Maria....Maria.

( he went on like this, her name being spoken more firmly and full of determination each time. )

[her name repeated again and again from his lips feels like a chant urging her to keep going. the more they keep going, it is obvious he is getting lost in the moment. the pleasure he had so desperately needed being given to him so easily. with the way her hips move, it is obvious she is a dancer. but it's not just that. Maria was an expert when it came to sex. she knew what she was doing.

and she was fucking her sister's husband. coming to him even after he'd brushed her off. but he hadn't brushed her off tonight. he'd asked her here and his cock was hard inside of her. it was hot and felt so good. Maria wanted control, and she had it, but fuck. there was no denying how much she wanted James. even if she couldn't understand her own reasons.

her hips pick up speed and his own name is tumbling from her lips.]

James...James...

( with each rise and fall of her hips down onto his cock, he could feel just how wet she was becoming and just how numb his mind was becoming to all of this. whatever shred of guilt and insecurity he had about falling back into this was slowly being eroded away. as his own pleasure heightened, evident by just how hard he was becoming inside of her, his mind began to disassociate from what he knew about himself. his wife was no longer only a few feet away, writhing and dying from that damn disease—

no, he may as well been another one of her clients at a strip club for all he cared. all he could focus on was just how amazing she looked, dominating him like this and how erotic his name sounded coming from her mouth. slowly and shamelessly, his hands rose up to her waist, gripping and holding her as he helped her ride him with more ease. )

Fuck.....Maria.

( he managed to say as his eyes closed briefly, a moan escaping his lips. he could feel it, just how their wetness — a mixture of his precum and her own arousal, was becoming a frothy mess pooling against his pelvis. )

[Mary had been part of Maria's focus for so long, even as she was with James. a reminder of what her sister had, what Maria never got, and how she took it from her in her weakest moments.

no, she didn't think about that now. what was on her mind was how good James felt, how well they fit, and how she didn't know if she could ever find someone else (or something) like this again. Maria couldn't quite put a word to what this was between them and it was better not to. simply focus on how wet he made her and how good it felt to have his cock in her.

as her hips bounced on his cock, as he touched her, and his name kept escaping her lips like a chant; she hoped this wouldn't stop. that he wouldn't stop wanting her. it was possible, she did just have to give him what he wanted and yet also keep it from him. an easy enough game.]

You make me such a mess, James. You feel so good...

( in his resistance to her after that first encounter, there was something there that drew him back to her. was it his never-ending pathetic need to comfort all of his heavy emotions and burdens? absolutely, but there was also something magnetizing about maria. whether she treated him with the same compassion and kindness she had before, or treated him like dirt that wasn't worthy of kissing the soles of her feet, he enjoyed it. he didn't show it, opting to simply express the pleasure he was feeling now but—

he enjoyed any kind of attention she was showing him like the coward he was. as she grinded against him, hips rising and coming down on his cock, he began to pull her closer, hands on her hips holding more tightly. )

Come on....come for me....ride your orgasm out on my cock....please.

( now he was truly begging, wanting to feel that blissful sensation of her tightening around him and coating him with as much wetness as she could muster. as for himself, he wasn't close to his own orgasm— instead wanting to selfishly ride it out for as long as he could. )

[the sexual tension between them once they grew closer after Mary got sick had been genuine. even if Maria knew she had manufactured situations to help build that up, some of it had simply come. part of it was because they needed a distraction from Mary, part of it was because James was horny, and the other part? Maria thought it was best not to think about it too much.

and later she would remember how James had treated her. he had brushed her off when she'd tried to make them a thing. that isn't on her mind at the moment. instead Maria does as he says. playing with herself to bring her to that point, her body bouncing on his cock. Maria can feel he isn't close but for her, it was so easy to get to this point. it's all too easy for her to reach orgasm and she gasps as the ripples of pleasure overcome her body, overcome her. like he'd wanted, her walls tighten around his cock but she moves on his cock for him.

even as she finishes, she keeps moving as she looks down at him, her face flushed and heart beating rapidly.]

How do you want me to get you off? I won't say no this time. [she was too relaxed into her own pleasure to continue being mad.]

( in spite of his selfish pride, he was a man down inside and deep to his core. whatever emotions they had, tensions that escalated to point of toxicity, he still wanted to feel her climax at least twice before he finally gave in. call it him needing an ego boost― whatever the reasons were, he needed this to last longer than their first encounter. he still wasn't sure where he stood with her, if she'd be willing to provide him the attention he so seemed to crave after this, but whatever the future held, he needed to get as much as he could from this.

with a roll of his own hips, he let out a shaky breath and watched as she began to play with herself. he probably should have reached out first to do it, but he opted to simply hold her waist as tightly as possible, fucking inside of her with an increased speed. that's all he needed―

to hear those moans escape from her lips and things would be okay. )

Like this....just keep riding me. I'll hold on and give you more pleasure soon.

[there's a laugh when she hears his answer. this man was exhausting, with his ever changing ideas and cravings.]

Oh, so now you want to see me? [it would be tempting to reject what he wanted but she had said she would give him what he wanted, no matter what that was. there were many things she was but this type of hypocrisy was not one of them. but being an awful sister who would fuck her twin's husband? that she would do.

best not to think about it.]

Or maybe you just like seeing me work for it? To make sure you feel good. That it, James?

[there's a smirk on her face as she goes back to her previous pace, moving with him so he can be as deep as possible into her.]

( with so many things and feelings ruminating within him, he found himself truly lost for words. he wasn't sure how to react to any of this or what to do to avoid maria's ire. he felt if he was honest and admitted he just wanted to have more control through this way, he was sure she'd get angry with him. if he hid his intentions, he was sure she would call it out.

so instead he simply let out a loud moan the more she began to grind deeper onto him. his hands held her more firmly, and he slowly lifted his head up, forehead resting against her neck as he began to kiss her skin. it was a way of placating her, but also fueling his own selfish little desires. finally though, he spoke. )

I guess....it doesn't really matter. You just feel so good...

( that was probably the best she was going to get from someone like him who was so wishy-washy at times. )

[was there a right move here for James? probably not. no matter what he did, he was doing something wrong. after all, he was here fucking Maria. but if he was honest, Maria would have appreciated that just a little more. what was the point in pretending they were here for anything else than he wanted someone to fuck? he had tried pretty words earlier and that had failed because Maria saw through it.

but she wouldn't have been surprised if he didn't even know what he wanted.

at least she can enjoy this. letting out a pleased sigh when he kisses her skin and she makes sure she clenches around his cock as she bears down on him.]

Mm, so romantic, James. But I know. We both know what I'm good at.

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