AntiXReader| what're you doing to me?

Part 7: where have you been?

(THIS IS THE VERY NSFW PORTION OF THIS STORY)
Y/n pov:
     I'm held against the wall, all weight on my wrists and ankles, waiting for him to either speak or do something. He walks slowly up to me putting his hands on my upper thighs and stroking down my legs.
"You know y/n, there's something about you that brings out a new feeling in me. You'd be dead by now if it weren't for this, but something inside me craves you. There's this feeling of needing control over you; but of wanting you close. I just don't know what it is."
"Anti, do you mean lust?"
He halts and looks up at me seemingly thinking it over.
"I suppose so," he mutters,"what should I do about it?"
He brings a hand to my lower abdomen fidgeting with the top of my jeans.
"I'm not exactly in a good position to give any effort back."
"Who said I needed you to?" With that he begins undoing my jeans and sliding them down slowly. He brings his mouth to my hip and bites right on the bone, scratching my legs while moving the pants. I wince and whine and move my hips closer to him. I try to contain myself. I want to appear stronger than I am but dammit he sets me on fire.
As my jeans come to my ankles he let's go and licks all the way up my leg meeting my panties with his teeth. He bites a hole right through them and tears them off. I'm a mess and my legs begin to shake with anticipation.
"As much as I want to hurt you, y/n, I also want to see you writher in pleasure." With that he brings a hand up to me and I can feel his nails dull in preparation. He rubs slowly through my slit and begins circling my clit, all while biting my thigh. I moan slightly and he speeds up.
"Don't you start holding back now,
y/n."
He slips two fingers in at once and I breathe in hard. He then takes his thumb and continues to work at my clit. I moan loudly and he smiles at me, chuckling and licking his lips. As he removes his thumb I whine but he soon replaces it with his tongue, adding more pressure and lapping roughly. I try to bring my legs up as instinct but of course I'm chained. My body begins to feel so heavy my wrists feel numb, I have no strength anymore. I wiggle in my bounds and begin to kick. "Aw does someone want let down? Is it too much for you?" He teases still touching me.
I nod and beg with whines for some freedom.
He snaps his finger and the chains release leaving me to fall into Anti's arms. My jeans fall the rest of the way off my feet and I wrap my legs around him, grabbing around his shoulders for support. He holds me close, breathing heavily into my neck and laughing deeply. He bites me hard, making me yelp before dropping me to the floor in front of him. I land in my knees.
"You know, it's been awhile since I've had some real human fun." He says, unbuttoning his jeans,
"and I intend to make the most of it."
Grabbing my hair hard and pulling me up, he takes his cock in his hand and rubs the head against my lips.
"Lick." He spits harshly, grabbing my chin to open my mouth. I stick my tongue out and lick slowly up his shaft, sucking the tip into my mouth and easing down more. He pulls my hair hard by tightening his fist and pushes himself further into my throat with a groan. He keeps this motion and I run a hand up his stomach to his chest, using my nails to scratch downward slowly. He let's out a low "fuck" and gags me hard now allowing me to breathe, but I fight back pushing on his hips. He laughs and lets me go; I fall back on my heels and palms.
"You are such a brat," He says meeting my gaze and coming closer.

Anti's pov:
I grab them by the shoulders and pull them up off their feet, throwing them onto the king size bed. They quickly get their bearings and perch themselves on their elbows waiting for me. I creep over to them, eyes locked, taking off my tshirt to reveal dark tattoos covering my chest and abs, continuing over my shoulders down to my elbows. They look at the marks intently then meet my eyes once again.
Still, I see that need in their eyes and I lunge on top of them, grabbing one of there legs and tediously bringing it to my shoulder and pushing it back. They seems nervous so I rub their face and smile; at the same time I grab the dagger from beside us and hold the steel flat against their lower tummy. I move it slowly down and I can feel them shake with anticipation and they lay their head back in defeat as I trace down their warm thigh with the blade making way to their entrance. They gasp as the ice cold hits their heat and in response I take it away, causing them to whine.
"Just cause I get scared doesn't mean I don't want it. Go ahead, terrify me."
Y/n mutters through aroused stuttering.
"My pleasure."
I raise a hand and a chain flies around their throat, squeezing lightly, as another wraps around their mid section like a harness squeezing hard making them yell. Their ribs are instantly reddening; I grab the chain for balance as I push my length into them. As I do this the lights flicker and everything goes green. I leave my head back to laugh and coming back up I look at them with black eyes and a sharpened smile. Their expression changes and their body tenses up, but they still push onto me. I hold the chain and thrust in as hard as I can. They grip the sheets and moan loud. Continuing, I grip their hips. I've never felt this much pleasure and damn I don't want it to stop. They as I pull them up close to me, their calf still resting on my shoulder as I have a hand around their thigh. As I pull them in, I grab the chain around their throat and bring my lips to theirs. I brush against them, feeling the breath as they whimper; I lick slow along their bottom lip and gently bite it. I bite harder causing then to bleed, and they tense in my arms. Letting go of the bite, they kiss me.
Im not sure what I was expecting. I don't know why it caught me so off guard. This kiss made me revel; I tightened my grip around them coming even closer but slowing my hips to truly live the moment. There was overwhelming peace in the need we felt although the room around us was chaos. They begin to dig their nails into my back as our lips moved in unison and our tongues met. I groan gruffly into their mouth and they smile.
Placing my palm on their forehead I flood their head with extasy. They twitch and moan and shiver entwined with me and I begin to kiss their neck, sucking hard leaving marks all the way down.
Without missing a beat, y/n pushes me back, moves their legs and crawls on top of me, dangling chains with then. Looking me in the eyes they're learning to love, and the smile that scares them, they ease themselves down into my cock. I grip their hips hard and moan as they grind down against me, letting out their own noises, I pull them and push myself deeper. I've never had a time I even wanted this. I sometimes used intimacy as a lure before a kill, but never more.
Pulling them down on top of me, knees either side of my hips and their face just over mine, I bring them in for another kiss, holding their head in desperation and bucking my hips with their movement. I could tell I was close so I moved a hand down to their sex and rubbed their clit with every move they made. They whimpered into my mouth while I moved my hand to the back of their neck keeping them there; I grab a hand full of hair and squeeze hard as I rub faster. Without any warning I cum inside them pushing deeper than ever and letting out a deep loud groan, making the light flash bright and some of them blow. Steadying my thumb on their clit and pumping in a few more times, they cum as well and I can feel all their muscles tighten around my cock. It was antagonizing yet beautiful. I kiss them hard and I bring both my arms back up and around them and they fully fall forward allowing me to slip out as they hugged me.
I think about what I normally do. How any want at all flood into murderous thoughts and how at this point ever I should be killing. I contemplate.
Grabbing the dagger from before, I roll y/n over quick on their back. All the lights die back down and the windows illuminate us dimly. They're still dazed and catching their breath but they realize whats happening.
I lean down, towering over them face to face; I bring the blade to their neck and watch them shake and a single tear roll down their face while they stare back at me.
"Just make it quick." They whisper. I'm taken aback. They expected this. I instantly feel like everything is wrong. They make me feel like I could never hurt them unless they wanted it. All the need to torture floods away.
I kiss their head, throwing the dagger over my shoulder. "I can't," I whisper in their ear wiping away the tear and pulling them into a real hug.
"Let's go clean up." I say.
They stand slowly from the silk, naked and vulnerable in front of me, walking dizzily to the bathroom and doing a grabby-hand motion. I have never been more completely content and more drawn to a human.
There's just something about y/n; I follow them to draw a shower as the clock hits 10pm.