Labyrinth: A Jeremiah Valeska Story *COMPLETED*

Chapter 55: The Temptation (Part 2)

The Penguin choked on his potatoes at the abruptness of Jeremiah's decision to kill Barbra. "Is that really necessary- let's be rational!" The small man rambled. I didn't find myself affected by Jeremiah choice however, my leg trailing up his. His eyes found my own for a second and I flashed him an evil grin. My foot made its way to his crotch, and he grunted as I applied pressure with the front of my red heel. Within seconds I could feel his hard member poking through the fabric of his pants. I gently moved my foot, watching his face carefully so that I could continue the movements that earned the most noticeable reaction from him. Penguin was continuing to plead Jeremiah to call off Barbra's execution but it was all just background noise. Jeremiah's hand that was in my own moved to grip my knee, perhaps an action that was supposed to tell me to stop. I didn't listen however as I continued my ministrations, taking his hand from my knee and moving it to trail up my leg. Once his hand grazed my inner thigh, I let my eyes fall shut in anticipation. Suddenly Jeremiah ripped his hand away from my thigh,  grabbed my ankle with his other hand and threw me off him rather roughly under the table. I rubbed the sore skin he had left where he grabbed my ankle and I puffed out my bottom lip at him. He took a deep breath before he situated himself and stood up from his chair, moving to stand behind mine. He leaned over to whisper in my ear. "Go to my room now. I'll be there in 5." Jeremiah demanded and I felt a wave of excitement rush through me. "I'm going to show Mr. Cobblepot out." He said with a smile as he looked to Oswald who looked bewildered as he hadn't even finished his meal. "It was very nice to meet you." I bid him goodbye, despite Penguin's eyes that were pleading me not to leave them alone. I quickly retreated back to Jeremiah's room and then began pacing, my mind racing with how the night could play out. Five minutes felt like hours until Jeremiah finally entered the room. He slammed the door behind him, a dangerous look in his eyes. "I thought you were above public seduction my dear?" He smirked as he approached me. "It's your own fault, you made me do it." I told him as I loosened his tie. "How so?" Jeremiah asked as he gingerly dragged his hand across the exposed side of my neck. I leaned into his touch, my body yearning for him. "Don't make me say it..." I whispered, the sexual tension in the room climbing to unbearable heights. "We both know your going to give me what I want." Jeremiah said cooly, his hand beginning to caress my neck before it wrapped around my throat. I gasped at the sudden action, but I was not afraid as he lightly applied pressure. He was leaning closer now, our lips only mere centimeters apart. "Tell me." He ordered. I couldn't deny him any longer. "Because I need you! Please, I need you Jeremiah!" I finally begged. By the satisfied smirk on his face, I assumed that I said what I needed to say to get this man in bed. "That's right. You need me, you want this." He concluded, eyeing me seriously. His goal since his transition had been to win me back, to earn my love and trust. I hadn't realized until that moment that I had just given it to him. I had just surrendered my entire life because I needed this man. He was my rock and the love of my life and I'd follow him anywhere. Even if that meant I lost myself, and perhaps I already had. Suddenly his lips crashed into mine. I decided that kissing him was like drinking wine, it always left me intoxicated and dizzy. He kept his hand on my throat, applying pressure for as much as a minute before he would release his hand and allow me to get a proper breath. It was wildly erotic and I found myself growing impatient so I reached down and began palming him through his pants. Jeremiah coughed in response, but as I continued my movements I realized that he would clear his throat to cover up his moans. He must have been super sensitive since it had been so long that he was embarrassed to let me know just how good he was feeling. "I wanna hear you... I love hearing the way I make you feel." I said and not two seconds later, Jeremiah grabbed my wrist and stopped my motions. "I'm not in the mood to play around tonight." Jeremiah told me before he grabbed the silk fabric of my dress and tore it right open. I stood there both shocked that he had just ruined a very nice dress and also that he had done it at all. His eyes darkened when he saw that I wasn't wearing any underwear. "Get on the bed. Now." He demanded as he removed his tie before ripping his own white collared shirt open, leaving buttons flying across the room. I did as I was told and I hoped onto his bed excitedly. Jeremiah then stepped out of his pants and underwear just as I removed my bra. I couldn't believe that I had deprived my body of such a beautiful creature for such a long period of time. Jeremiah crawled over me and began kissing me feverishly. I had been on birth control ever since I was injured and brought to his hideout as a way to reduce the onset of my period so I wouldn't have to deal with that pain on top of the pain I was experiencing. I was grateful for that now as I had never experienced my husband fully. I had to shove Jeremiah up so that I could break away from our kiss long enough to speak. "I want to be on top." I told him and he was taken aback. "Are you sure?" He asked, as we had never tried this position before. I nodded while rolling him over on his back and straddling his hips with my own. I bent down and kissed him, my wet folds sliding against his very erect member. We both moaned, both being very responsive and eager. After thirty seconds neither of us could wait any longer so I broke our kiss, lifting myself up as I aligned him to my center. As I slid down, I felt him in his entirety. There was no rubber barrier between us, just flesh on flesh. I stayed still just in awe of how amazing it felt to be connected to this man. "Lilly... If you don't... Start moving I'm... Going to flip us over and... drill you into this mattress." Jeremiah struggled to get out, and as compelling as his threat was, I was determined to be in charge tonight. I carefully lifted myself back up and then slammed back down. The shock of the pleasure I revived from the action caused me to cry out louder than I was proud of. I paused again and I felt Jeremiah's hands come up to my waist, an action that would prepare us to flip over. I quickly grabbed his hands and then pinned them on the sides of his head. He looked up at me in question before I began moving forward and back, grinding into his hips and creating such a pleasurable movement that I saw Jeremiah's eyes roll in the back of his head before they fell closed. I felt so powerful on top of him, doing all the work and causing all the pleasure. I wondered if this is how he felt when he was above me, and if so, I understood why he wouldn't want to give it up. We quickly found a rhythm and began a brutal pace that proved to be very psychically straining. Jeremiah was a mess beneath me, and sounds where coming out of him that I think he was too occupied to release during our previous times in bed together. I was beginning to loose my vigor as my muscles grew tired and my hips began to move slower and I was grabbing onto the headboard for support. Jeremiah picked up on my lack of stamina and he wrapped his arms around my torso, bringing me to lay on my chest. With a tilt of his hips he began ramming into me again so quickly my moans sounded like they were going through a fan. I bit down on his shoulder as he tightened his grip on me and I was sure that we would both have bruises in the morning. I had felt that my climax was near since the moment we were joined but it was now approaching at full force at a blinding speed. I repeated Jeremiah's name over and over again until firecrackers shot off behind my eyelids and I screamed as my entire body tensed on him. Jeremiah must have been waiting for me to finish because he seemed to be holding his breath until I came and he let out a strangled grunt as he filled me with his white warmth. I had never felt the feeling of his cum inside of me before, and I decided that I never wanted to use a condom again. I felt so complete, so absolutely taken by my husband that I wanted to stay like this forever. After our bodies stopped twitching in the after math of our climaxes, Jeremiah pulled out. I groaned in disapproval and he chuckled as he walked over to his bathroom and grabbed a paper towel and cleaned himself off before he came over to me. "That was hands down the best sex we've ever had." I said breathlessly.  Jeremiah pressed a sloppy kiss to my forehead before he crawled back in bed next to me. "You definitely know how to drive me wild." He responded as he wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me closer to him. I nuzzled my face in his chest, feeling satisfied and whole again. "I love you..." I said softly, cuddling closer to him. I felt him release a long breath, as if he had been waiting for this moment for a long time. "I love you too."

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A little spicy update for y'all😏... Sorry this update took so long! I just recently got invested in another project which has been taking most of my time but I promise you guys I will update more frequently! I'm going on a road trip soon so I'll have lots of time to write so get readyyyy! Love you guys!
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