Hauntingly Seductive | Angeless [C]

Puppet Strings

Coming up to the bedroom door I try to quietly pulled it up and looked in the room. Of course as expected there was no one in here. Slowly I walked into the room and once I was passed the door I heard it slam shut behind me. 

Jumping I turned around to look behind me and in that moment the whole situation felt like it was one of those strange dreams I had before. I could see them all flashing before me eyes and looking over on my right side I noticed the same hand with the writing scrawled across it that had been haunting my mind since I first saw it. The word rang through my mind like there was some strange echo. Lost.

Slowly I turned around to face the person behind me. I felt like my motion wasn't my own though. It was like I was some puppet and someone else was the one pulling the strings.

Even in the dreams I had like this I never seen the face of the person, or thing, that has been causing so much havoc in our lives.

Taking in there appearance I felt in entrance by them. The man standing in front of me had unruly, long black hair. His skin was as white as sown which made him appear to glow in contrast to the rest if his outfit. He was in a short black dress with fishnets and those same black heels that had caused so much harm a while ago.

The one thing that fully drew me in where his eyes. They were soft and so light. I had flash back running through my mind of them from those moment where my  Angelo didn't seem like himself. I thought I had just imagine the color change but this made me think other wise.

"It's been you." I stammered out as my mind raced to process everything.

He squinted his eyes slight and turned his hand as he look me over and a sister smirk appeared on his lips. "Who else would it of been sugar." He said with a laugh.

He started to circle me slowly, looking me over. I wanted to run but I couldn't move and I don't even think I could I would make it out of here without him catching up to me somehow.

Once he was standing behind me I felt him wrap his arms around my waist and my gaze moved down to his arms and I noticed that they looked just like Anges with even the same tattoos that he has. "I can be whoever you want me to be. My names Devin though by the way." He said moving his hands back and running then up and down my back. Placing a hand on my shoulder he walked back in front of me and he was back to looking like himself. "Or I could look just like this. Both you and I know you have a tendency to get bored anyways. What you did a year or so ago just proves that." He walked closer to me and wrap his arms around my neck, pulling himself up so we were face to face.

"I don't know what you're talking about." I said to him keeping a straight face. I knew actually what he was saying though. The incident that made Angelo lose trust in me and almost ruined our relationship. How can I forget that? It was my fault and it will always haunt me.

"I know you know exactly what I'm talking but let's not focus on that though. You fucked someone behind his back once what's the difference of doing it again. I mean you technically already have." He lent forward a bit more and his lips were inches from mine. "Because it wasn't your pretty little boyfriend on his knees for you the other night but I think you have already figure that out." 

I felt his one hand trail down my chest and stop right above my crouch. He had a smirk on his face and I felt complied to go along with it. It was like my thoughts now weren't even my own. Before I may of not been able to move but I still felt like I had some control over myself but slowly that was vanishing.  

Without a thought I moved across the room and sat down on the edge of the bed. I didn't even know I was doing it till it was done. Devin came over and straddle my lap and lent his face near mine.  

"All of you are so easy to control. Regardless of what I do or say I always get my way." He said in a way like he was more talking to himself then me. "I guess that a good thing for me though because I get bored way to easy. As much as I love fucking someone I miss being fucked. " He said grinding down on me. 

He lent forward once again putting his mouth by my ear. "I know you want to fuck me. I'm way more fun then your little boyfriend that you have. You and I know he can be a bit too much of a prude for you. I'll let you do whatever you want to me." He said in a low tone. 

I let out a small growl and flip us over so I was on top of him and wrap my hands around his throat. He smirk up at me as he was seeing he had won. I didn't even make the concessions decision to that, it happen without even thinking about it. 

"You said I could do anything I want with you so that's what I'm going to do." I said menacingly down at him. 

"That's exactly what I want from you." He said starring further into my eyes and at the point I knew I had lost full control of myself.  

I moved off of him and glared down at him. " Get up and get on your hands and knees then." I spat at him. With that same sickly pleased smirk he got on his knees in front of me.I pulled his skirt up and gripping my nails into his fishnet tights and I ripped them of as much as I needed to. 

Unbuttoning my pants and pulling my cock out i watched him start to thrust his hips down. "What do I get no prep?" He ask me condescendingly. 

"You're a little whore I don't have to worry about that." I spat down at him bringing my tip to his entrance. 

"Please fuck me Master." He moaned out. 

I couldn't help but smirk down at him. "I'm going to have fun with you."