Start of Darkness (Google and Skittish_butterfly)

DomG · Nov 24, 2012

A new school year and a new school, by now this was the norm for Dominic Strauss, his fifth high school in four years and honestly the only one that made this one stand out from the others he had attended was the fact that instead of an exclusive private school he was being sent to a public school to finish up the final year of his school. His parents had finally gotten tired of sending him from one elite school to the next when he inevitably got kicked out of the last and after getting ending the semester at an out of state boarding school by nailing the Dean's twin daughters in his office... well public school at least wouldn't be sending a bill home if he got himself expelled.

This time Dominic wasn't intending to get himself kicked out though, the rebellion of the past three years had been interesting enough and had certainly passed the time but he did have college the next year and even with the money of his family he would need to have some decent greats in order to get accepted and his eventual plans for law school would require some studying. Of course just because he was intending to be a little less rebellious then he had been before didn't mean he couldn't have any fun... he had been ready to keep an open mind and then he had seen her.

First day, just before the first bell he had gone to the office to sign up for his schedule and sitting right next to him was a beautiful young lady who seemed to be having some schedule issues of her own. Unable to put a finger on what it was about her that caught his attention Dominic had glanced down at her own schedule out of the corner of his eye and quickly copied most of it down onto his own class list, only two different classes in total to round out his required credits for graduation. Soon he was turning in the schedule and a quick word with the woman at the front desk had gotten the young lady assigned to show him around on his first day. Dominic put the time with her to good use, by the end of the first class he had asked her out and been turned down... and he hated to be turned down, not getting his way was what Dominic hate more then just about anything else in the world.

SO he had persisted, turning on the charm and using his winning smile, he had to ask a few more times but eventually she had agreed to go out with him the next Friday. He had offered to pick her up for the date but she had held firm on that point, she would meet him at the movie theater. He was hardly going to complain about that though, once she showed up he would be able to get down to business and he suspected she would be a great deal of fun.

Of course word that she would be going out with him spread, more then a few other guys at the school expressing jealousy, apparently he wasn't the first who had asked her out but she had never agrees go go on a date with anyone before... one even put forth the thought that she was a lesbian and was just going out with him to cover up her sexual preference.

None of that had mattered to Dominic though, he was looking forward to being able to spend some time with her outside of the school and when the night came he took his time getting ready. Really it was something simple enough, a tight black t-shirt that showed off the hard work that he put into staying fit, matched perfectly with a pair of designer jeans... he wanted to come off casual while going out with her that night, relaxed but well dressed. His hair took a little more time, carefully moussed and tossed so it looked as though he had rolled out of bed... amazing how much effort it took to look entirely relaxed. Soon he was satisfied with his appearance and it was time to go.

Grabbing the tickets he had printed out online Dominic made his way to his car, a vintage 1967 GTO hard top that had been his sixteenth birthday present and was on his way to the theater... running slightly behind schedule but worst case scenario they would miss some of the pre-preview comercials, but they were hardly the point.

Traffic was worse then expected but Dominic hardly noticed with the way he drove, weaving in and out of traffic, cutting some red lights incredibly close and cutting off someone in a minivan when pulling into the only open parking spot he could see. It was close enough to the theater that he didn't have to rush, walking at a relaxed place through the outdoor shopping center until he caught a glimpse of her, she wasn't looking in his direction so he moved up behind her, passing through the crowds of people like an animal on the prowl, stalking it prey... a similarity that occurred to him and brought a smile to his face just before he reached her.

“Glad to see that you showed up.” He said, leaning in close to her as he placed a hand on her arm. “It had occurred to me that you might have actually decided not to come here tonight.”

skittish_butterfly · Nov 25, 2012

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That first morning of Erin's senior year was just like all her other mornings in every way except one. Yeah her Mom was too hung over to remember the water for her oatmeal was supposed to be hot, or even to get out of bed for that matter. And her latest boyfriend Kurt, or was it Kirk... no this one was Doug -- the even dumber asshole, Kirk or Kurt, was last week -- Doug it was, he had the usual string of profanity for her as she walked through the house gathering her books that he'd been using as coasters for Vodka tonics the night before, and making sure his eyes were the only things undressing her in the process. Doug, like a few of Mom's men, had made it awkwardly clear his very first night how he felt about petite redheads with tight figures. Erin wanted to disappear already, but her mom just laughed with some twisted sense of pride, as if it validated her own fading, tawdry looks.

No, none of that was different, just like the last year and the year before and every year since Dad died. Just change Doug for Lance or Herman or whatever. Erin checked her hair in the mirror right by the trailer's door, doing her best to fluff it out to show off the body and the shine, anything to make sure she didn't look anything like her mother. Check of the short white skirt and pink tshirt to make sure she hadn't sat on any of her Mom's old puke stains. Then she bolted out, purse and books in hand, and slammed the door behind her. Tradition. The long wait at the bus stop. Smell of pee from the homeless guy snoozing in the seat next to her. Glaring at the hoodrats who propositioned her in the lewdest possible terms. She hated her life. But at least she was out, going back to school after a summer cooped up cleaning up after her mom and her Fuck-of-the-Week club. Erin didn't even bother trying to convince mom to dump them anymore. She just accepted it. Coped. Scarcely hoped for anything more than the boredom of a school year spent gazing out the window while teachers droned on, doing well enough on tests based on simple intelligence to keep the dim hope of some sort of college alive, barely. More likely she succumb eventually, give in to one of the football players asking her out, let him be the first of her own boyfriends, find a nice trailer to live and drink in. The guard holding the metal detector at the door got first crack at her again, lingering with the squawking device, playing it around her bottom as if he was fondling her with it. "Ok, Ms. O'Neal. We're going to have to do a cavity search." Always the same snicker shared with the big guys in the letterman jackets gathering around as she pushed her way past. All the same.

But this was her last year, and when her class schedule was messed up she had to go to the office to set it right. She needed the history units to qualify for State, if she was going to qualify for anything at all. She hardly even noticed the handsome boy she was making wait while she rejiggered her schedule with Mrs. Mullbridge, but then things changed. Her life. Finally.

Mrs. Mullbridge had to change the printer cartridge for her, which takes the old lady forever. Erin turned to the boy who was waiting so patiently right behind her Erin couldn't imagine how he wasn't bored to death. Then when she turned to apologize for the delay she suddenly realized he hadn't been staring at the soft swell of her ass, or the slender sway of her back. Was he checking her schedule out instead of her body? A slight shy curl to her lips, the softest hint of her first smile in... forever.

They shared the time in comfortable silence while the old lady fussed, and Erin's initial blush even faded, but he didn't call her fire hydrant or any of those other names some of the kids had been calling her since 3rd grade. They didn't talk much, but somehow she felt something with him. Little smiles, hopeless shrugs shared over the sight of arthritic fingers fumbling forever with the printer. Then it was done and she had to go to class, slow return to cold reality.

Reality lasted about 5 minutes. The new student was introduced to 1st period English. Dominic Something. She hadn't heard his last name over the pounding of her heart as he took a seat right next to her, then leaned over and whispered to her after handing a note to the teacher. She was to guide him around. As class wore on she explained the basics of what they'd covered the previous year, let him share her textbook and told him where he could buy his own. And for his part Dominick smiled, paid attention, and of course asked her out, just like practically every other boy in school. But not like them. She said no on instinct, that part of her that knew the moment she said yes she'd end up drunk and miserable and living her mothers life taking charge, protecting her from herself as always. But his smile didn't fade, and he didn't fold up his tent or turn on her like the others.

By the end of the day she'd agreed to a movie with him, his steady persistence and strong nature having pushed aside her usual concerns. She saw the looks of the other students as they whispered, could only imagine what they were saying, how the trailer trash Ice Queen was finally on the prowl like her whore of a mother, or something like that. She couldn't worry about it. At home she dressed, her door locked tight and a chair pressed against it so Doug wouldn't accidentally see her again. The light green blouse that highlighted her eyes, the matching hair-band drawing her thick red mane back into a pony tail. Tight skirt, playing with how much leg to show and ending up showing more than ever at school, smiling as she looked in the mirror. The swimming and running were good stress relief, but they also kept her out of the trailer most nights and in great shape. Erin thought she looked good. She added her highest heels, worried less about their slut factor than her being 5'4" and Dominic looking like a giant that belonged on Mount Rushmore. Erin even brought out the makeup, something she hadn't done since Gary or Jerry had insisted she had the face of a model when she was 14. It wasn't like her freckles could tolerate that much makeup anyway, but a little lipstick and eyeliner made the statement she was looking for, just a touch of color on her cheeks. Understated, but stated. She smiled back at the reflection, trying out different smiles and angles.

Finally she was ready. Bus to the theatre, a little change and her cell phone in her tiniest handbag. As her heart started pounding and the little anxieties started yapping at her about how this could end up, how it was sure to go wrong somehow, she pulled out her phone and called Betsy, told her to call her back in 15 minutes and tell her the trailer was on fire or something, that her mom was dead. They both laughed but Betsy understood the need for an emergency plan, having used Erin for just the same job so many times. Erin hung up and scanned the crowd figuring Dominick would have to be easy to see. She was up on tip toes, scanning the crowd, but couldn't see him. Just when she started to worry it was just a big joke at her expense she felt a touch on her arm, light but warm, and his voice right behind her. She turned, surprisingly close but not pulling back, looking up into his eyes even in her heels, and smiled easily, even her eyes in agreement with her mouth. "Don't be silly, silly, of course I would show up. I *am* your guide after all. You need someone tough like me to keep you out of trouble and show you the ropes right?" She made a play muscle with her right arm, knowing it must look ridiculous to him given how much he must workout to maintain his amazing physique. He looked perfect, at ease, relaxed to be with her. With *her*. She slipped her arm in the crook of his elbow like she saw all the ladies do in the romcoms. "So, should I guide you to the theatre?" Her eyes twinkled in the lights of the box office right in front of them.

DomG · Nov 25, 2012

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Dominic had heard the rumors about her mother, apparently she was queen slut of a trailer park that wasn't too far off but he hadn't really cared much, at least not in the way that people might think he would care about it. Dominic was a manipulative bastard, it came from having a mother who was a partner at a high end law firm and a father who held a seat on the state senate, what little time they had to pay attention too him was more often paid because he had done something they didn't approve of and when they weren't paying attention he would watch them go about their lives, learning lessons they probably wouldn't have approved of but were still easy enough to put to use. Dominic had a natural charm, he was generally good with people and they soon wanted him to like them. Quite often he would pass a class because he had been able to either talk the teacher into cutting him a little bit of slack when it came time to turn in a paper or just convincing his partners that they wanted to make sure HE got an A on group projects.

No the knowledge that she came from a lower class didn't change the fact that he wanted to take her out, but it was a little bit of information that he filed away... some people might frown on the fact that he would use that sort of information for his own personal game but again, from who his parents were it came second nature to him. Something as trivial as her less then savory situation at home wouldn't keep him away from her, it wasn't something that he could put his finger on but Dominic wanted her, a feeling that had only grown stronger every time she turned him down. In his experience women were always happy to go out with him, that made someone who could turn him down intriguing and the fact that she was built just the way he liked it didn't hurt in the least. If he was too judge he probably had something close to a foot on her and easily outweighed her by at least sixty pounds, while the combination of red hair and pale freckled skin with the color of her eyes made for quite the enchanting look. She had looked even better with the faint blush that had been on her cheeks when he had asked her out for the first time, he was looking forward to finding out if she blushed across the rest of her body as well.

Her smile when she turned too see him though almost seemed to light her face up, he knew that he was standing closer to her then was necessary but she didn't move to step back at all. He enjoyed pushing a young ladies buttons when on a date with them, finding out just how comfortable they were and what it might take in order to make them uncomfortable. Even his choice of movie had been set up to see just how comfortable she was with him, and of course to establish where her boundaries were so that he would be able to push them. “If not for you showing me the ropes this week I have no doubt that I would have found myself in an immense amount of trouble.” He told her with an honest and open smile, playfully squeezing the muscle she made. There was truth in what he said, if he hadn't met her then he wouldn't have had anything to focus on, likely ending up growing bored and starting to find some way to keep himself amused... Erin though was something that drew his attention and while he might otherwise have picked a fight or started trying to seduce a young teachers assistant he instead allowed his mind to drift over thoughts of her and what he would soon be doing to her. Relationships were not his thing at all but Erin might be able to hold his attention longer then most.

“I do however know where the theater is, I have lived in town for most of my life.” Of course he lived on the opposite end of town from her, where most families chose to send their students to private or charter schools rather then let them languish in the public schools. With her arm linked in his he led the way towards the theater, knowing that even with the commercials that would be playing they would be cutting it close to making the movie on time, and from what he had heard you didn't want to miss the opening of this flick.

He had chosen a horror movie, a little cliché for a first date but Dominic was a fan of this particular director and had heard some fantastic things, and of course it had been out for a few weeks so there likely wouldn't be too many people in the theater with them. Isolation, suspense, and of course a good scare or two tended to be a winning combination in Dominic's experience and he would be happy to take advantage of that combination.

Soon enough they were inside the theater, the tickets he had printed out were passed to the usher and they were directed to one of the many screens inside, but of course Dominic couldn't just sit through the movie without something to snack on and drink. Fortunately the line at the concession stand wasn't all that long and he was quickly placing his own order, candy, popcorn, large drink... Dominic worked out for more then just general fitness, being able to eat whatever he wanted was of course a great motivator. “Is there anything that you want Erin, everything is on me tonight.” He had the money and he would be happy to use that to his advantage, having no problem at all with showing off what he had.

skittish_butterfly · Nov 25, 2012

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Erin walked next to him into the theater, a small thrill of pride buzzing through her at the way the other theater-goers looked at them. He was so handsome and had such a sure way about him, it was almost like some of the other people deferred to him when they went in the door and she couldn't explain it but her hold on his arm tightened just slightly.

She hadn't been to many movies -- couldn't afford to -- mostly watching the pirated ones Betsy was able to download on her laptop, or sometimes sneaking a peak at some of the awful porn her mom and "the guys" would watch. But she knew horror movies and even though it might be cliched, like some of the rom-coms she used to watch back before the cable got cut off, the thought of having Dominic sitting next to her when the slasher jumped out made her feel very tingly. She looked up at him, watching the line of his jaw, the glint of his eyes as he ordered for himself at the snack counter.

Then he turned and offered her whatever she wanted. She knew it was just material things, knew money can't buy love, knew it was just cheap freakin' soda water for that matter, but she couldn't help beaming back at him, unable to hide the smile on her lips as she looked up at him. Erin cocked her head and turned back to the counter. "Just a Diet Sprite please?" How much junk food passed through the trailer every week? How much garbage could one failure of a mother afford with one family's food stamps? Erin didn't care anymore. The thought of it disgusted her, at least for herself. She always ate salad, or made a cheap lentil or chickpea or potato dish. Whoever was fucking her mother that day would usually comment on how skinny she was, even as he leered at her, but she'd learned to just ignore it, to keep herself healthy and fit. She didn't think of herself as needing to be the opposite of her mother in every way, but it certainly fit.

A tentative sip was enough and she thanked Dominic with a smile as they turned to go in. She looked at him and suddenly worried she'd taken away his chance to show off for her. He was so generous with her... did her insistence on just a small soda seem... ungrateful or off-putting? As they stepped into the dark she squeezed his arm and went up on tippy toes in order to whisper into his ear. "Just a soda for now. Maybe I'll want something more a little later." The words were barely out of her lips, whispered breathily into his ear over the sound of an advertisement on the screen, and she suddenly realized they didn't necessarily sound the way she meant them. She swallowed back the panic that he would think she was a lets-go-back-to-the-trailer slut like her mom, shrugged, and decided she would trust him, that Dominic seemed to *get* her, and it would be ok regardless.

DomG · Nov 25, 2012

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Erin wasn't the only one to notice that others were watching them. Though he didn't acknowledge them Dominic recognized a few people from school who were looking at them, guys and girls both looking on with envy and it was a struggle to keep a smirk from his face. No doubt the guys had heard that she would be going out with him and were hoping that it just wasn't true and more then one of the young ladies he recognized had offered in rather explicit terms, to do things to him that would make his eyes roll back if he would just take them out in Erin's place. Those offers had amused him rather then intrigue him, it had never been hard for him to get laid whenever the urge struck him and if they thought that they were offering something that he had never enjoyed before they were sorely mistaken... but Erin offered the promise of something new, and Dominic was looking forward to exploring that something new and from there he could work to mold her. Erin was a wellspring of untouched potential, ideas occurred to Dominic constantly and he was looking forward to having a chance to explore each and every one of them.

Hell even her smile when she decided on just a Diet Sprite was refreshing, money was something that he had always had, that his family always had so spending it really meant very little too him. People he dated, or rather had a short arrangement with, tended to view things the same way that he did. Taking them out to a movie and grabbing something for them too drink wouldn't be nearly enough to make them smile the same way, to even see half as much enthusiasm from them would usually involve not only the movie but also last minute reservations at the most exclusive and expensive restaurant he could find.

And yet with only a few bucks spent on a soda, over priced though it was, he had gotten a much more sincere reaction from her then he ever would get from the women he normally slept with. It was refreshing, and yet though it was a pleasing thing to see the manipulative bastard at his core also saw that it was something that he might be able to take advantage of without too much difficulty. It wasn't something he felt bad about, it was a part of his nature and he wouldn't apologize for it.

Leading her towards the theater it was impossible to keep a smirk off his face when she mentioned that she might want something more later. He knew what she had meant but her choice of words combined with the tone of voice and feeling of her breath on his neck was more then a little bit stimulating too him. “When you are with me you can have whatever you want.” He told her, smiling down at her and knowing that his own words could be just as suggestive as hers.

The theater was dark, lit only by the screen which was currently displaying one of those advertisements for the United States National Guard combined with the music of some alt rock group that had been popular a few years before. The light was enough to show him that the theater was practically empty, only a hand full off teenagers who looked too young to be attending a R rated movie, likely having bought a different set of tickets to sneak into this film instead. Ignoring them Dominic led the way up the stairs towards the back of the theater, not only giving them a better view of the movie but it was also darker back there which would allow more privacy for them... and to ensure closeness Dominic even took the time to raise the armrest between the seats that he had led them too, it would be put up eventually so me might as well do it early.

“I do hope you don't mind me picking a horror flick.” He said with a smile as he arranged all his snacks to his left. “I have been meaning to see this one for a while and it is supposed to be a new take on the teenagers get murdered in the woods genre.” Rather then waste time he went right for some intimate contact, reaching his right arm over and stretching it around her shoulders, no reason to waste time and boldness tended to work in his experience.

skittish_butterfly · Nov 26, 2012

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Dominick's smile as he looked down at her, taking her awkward whisper at face value, lifted her spirits, and his promise that she could have anything she wanted with him made her feel oddly secure, easily ignoring the slightest hint of something lewd lingering on the edges of his words. She went with him easily, happily even, a sense of something like relief making her feel very loose and relaxed with him as for the first time in forever she simply stopped worrying about falling into her mother's foul footsteps and just enjoyed a moment in her life.

As she followed him into the dark row of top-row seats and he lifted the arm rest between them, rather than pulling away like she knew she was supposed to, like she ordinarily would if she ever even let a boy within 20 feet of her to begin with, instead she leaned into it, letting his arm settle around her shoulders and nestling her head against his powerful shoulder as the lights went down even further for the main show. She nodded, not really caring what they saw, but committed to taking him seriously, "Horror is fine. It's nice to see bad things happening to other teenagers once in awhile." She chuckled against and let her hand rest comfortably on his powerful leg in place of the missing armrest, not teasing but just relaxed as if it was normal. Could such a simple thing be normal? Could she simply touch a boy like Dominick, enjoy his company, and not turn into the second coming of the holy whore of Babylon?

She gave the screen half her attention for a few minutes, not really caring which teen was which since most of them would be dead soon anyway, and focusing more on Dominick's breathing against her, the feeling of his muscles, what it felt like to just be with him, the occasional heads turning to look back at them from down below making her smile. People were jealous of her! Or of Dominick. Same thing really.

DomG · Nov 27, 2012

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He had expected that she might tense up a little bit when he placed his arm around her shoulder, a rather simple display of intimacy but in truth it was something that could perhaps be considered forward considering it was a first date and he hadn't even tried to be subtle about it, no pretending to yawn and then just slipping his arm over, a cliché movie but one that worked just like going to a horror movie. However she did the unexpected, resting a hand on his leg . It was no where near as interesting a movement as he would normally be enjoying but it was still a sign that she was comfortable and Dominic would be happy to push that comfort a little and find out just how comfortable with him she really was.

He was looking at the screen but really hardly paying any attention to it at all, in truth he was focusing on his date out of the corner of his eye a great deal more, thus far the movie wasn't proving to be anything special while Erin held a great deal of promise. The hand resting on her shoulder squeezed slightly while his left hand abandoned the snacks that he had been enjoying and was laid on her knee, resting there for a moment and only squeezing lightly. “Well it is a little bit exaggerated isn't it?” He asked with a chuckle, ignoring the fact that the people below were occasionally looking back at them, nosy punks should focus on the movie rather then what was behind them... though Dominic might be able to take some advantage of his curiosity in order to exercise some control over the situation. “I mean the teenagers in the flick are all in their early twenties, and the punishment for their minor misbehavior is being punished with a variety of gardening implements.” Hell they weren't doing anything he hadn't done, drinking, mild drug use, and of course plenty of implied sex.

As he spoke though the hand on her leg didn't quite remain idle, it moved slowly, a patient progress of squeeze gently then advance upward just a little bit. There was no reason at all to rush things, he had plenty of time with the movie having just started and considering where his skirt sat on her leg... and with the teenagers towards the front he would be able to use that to keep her quiet while pushing her limits.

skittish_butterfly · Nov 27, 2012

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The touch of his hand on her bare leg, warm and firm just above her knee, was at first exciting and almost comforting to Erin. The cumulative effects of the risks she was taking, opening herself with Dominick in a way she just never did with anyone else, were having an effect on her. With her hand resting intimately on his leg, as if it were a normal thing for her to do, it was reassuring to her to know a wealthy and sophisticated guy like Dominick didn't find it forward, trailer-trash behavior but simply returned the gesture, as if they were in sync with each other.

Erin watched the screen with about as much interest as an astronomy lecture, her thoughts instead orbiting tightly around the black hole that focused solely on every minor detail of her social standing, both with Dominick and the darkened shadows of the heads of some fellow students scattered throughout the hall. And for once it all seemed right. She sighed softly, content for once.

Dominick's hand slid up on her thigh just a bit, the feeling of his fingers sliding smoothly on her bare skin at first thrilling. Erin stole a sidewise peek at him through a stray lock of her hair and found his face watching the screen totally relaxed. She took a breath and relaxed herself, and then his fingers slid upward again to mid thigh, gently pulling her leg toward him. Erin couldn't deny it felt good, his hand so big and warm and strong. But she was starting to lose the sense of comfort, the reassurance that the way she was behaving was leading to something better for her rather than to her own trailer. His hand slipped upward again slightly, the light tug on her leg toward him starting to feel a little possessive to her, entitled maybe. Erin didn't want to make any big deal about it, didn't want to turn it into her usual self-fulfilling prophecy of doom, ached for everything to stay perfect and good, but couldn't help tensing a little and trying not to let that tension reach her leg where he would feel it.

She suddenly became aware of her breathing, that it was coming a little faster and shallower, recognizing the sign of tension, and that just made it worse in her head. Dominick's arm was still around her as he looked at her and smiled before turning back to the screen, his magnificent profile and strong jaw lit by the flickering light. Erin closed her eyes, repeating in her head over and over, "this is good, this is fine, this is what normal kids do...".

His hand slid further, close to the hem of her skirt now, and before she could stop herself she made a noise that sounded something like a moan, his hand reaching something of a sensitive spot for her there on her inner thigh. And as the heads turned and her cheeks flamed red with embarrassment she tensed up, her positive affirmations losing the battle against her many anxieties and the simple embarrassment of having her classmates hear her make that back-row trailer trash sound. Erin straightened up a little, realizing how their silhouettes would look locked in an embrace to anyone staring up from below, pulling away from him slightly and making a big show of reaching for her drink from the other armrest. Dominick's hand never moved, even as her own left his leg as she reached. After a long sip she put the soda back in its holder, but she didn't put her hand back on his leg, torn between the strong desire to somehow recover that moment of comfort and rightness she'd felt before and the anxieties swirling in her head, the vision of her moving her few possessions into a trailer right next to her mom's as all her classmates laughed. Her hands were in her lap now as she watched the screen, one hand very close to his but not reaching for him because she didn't know what she would do if she actually touched him: pull his hand closer or push him away, so she sat stiffly and stewed in her uncertainty.

DomG · Nov 28, 2012

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Dominic was watching the movie, it didn't have his full focus but he was able to follow it easily enough and was enjoying it quite a bit and would make time to get his hands on it as soon as it was available, or perhaps he would just come back and see it by himself at another time to ensure that he was able to fully appreciate it. Though he was following the plot and would name the characters if pressed on it he knew there were small things he was missing, just a moment before he had caught sight of a reference to the Hellraiser franchise and he would love to find more easter eggs like that.

Missing parts of the movie didn't upset him in the least though, he was enjoying the simplicity of the moment. It might seem strange that he wasn't eager or rushing head first to taking her then and there... but normally the women he saw would normally fall to their knees by this point in an attempt to make him happy so they could get something out of him... the fact that Erin was behaving herself compared to others was regressing and would make his time with her when he finally had her all the more enjoyable. There was an innocence about her, it was something he didn't see very often, something that he had never encountered, he had seen a facsimile of it before, people who faked it, but this was true innocence and he had made up his mind that he would possess it.

Everything about her, the feeling of the smooth skin of her legs, the scent of the shampoo she used, the sound of her breathing were arousing to him, catching him off guard because he had thought himself desensitized to things, it had taken so much to arouse him before but Erin was something refreshing to him. Almost as though cleansing his pallet a bit and he suspected this could soon become addictive.

His cock was beginning to harden, with where her hand was she would notice it before very long but then she pulled away from him and for a moment he wondered if she had noticed his growing erection before he realized the noise that she had made was tied to a particular place that his hand had touched, a spot on her inner thigh and his fingers curled softly, squeezing that particular place carefully, perfectly groomed fingernails lightly scratching over the soft white skin.

People were looking up to them now, Erin was embarrassed, he could see her brush a little bit but honestly he didn't care in the least about that, he had been close to giving her what would be her first touch of his member and that was just something that he didn't want to have to wait for. “Why did you move your hand?” He half growled to her, leaning in closer so that his ears almost brushed against her ear, his breath hot on her neck. Right now he lacked any real patience, taking hold of her wrist and moving it back over to his leg where it would rest just bellow his swelling member, soon to be noticed. “Keep your hand there, move it up higher if you feel the need... but I like feeling you this close.” He instructed her when he put his hand back onto her leg again, moving his fingers over that sensitive spot once more.

skittish_butterfly · Nov 29, 2012

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Erin was focusing on the movie, trying not to think so much about the complicated dance going on between them, to calm herself and relax. So she flinched just a little, startled by his low growl and warm breath at her ear, his firm sudden grip on her wrist. She started to turn her face to his but the realization of how close his lips were stopped her half way between the screen and his face, eyes lost in the darkness between them as he told her to put her hand back with his words and with his firm pull on her wrist.

The feeling of his firm grip on her wrist flashed her back to a couple of her mom's more aggressive over-night guests, the ones who had started up with her over the recent years since she had "blossomed" as her mom put it when trying to explain to her why it was her own fault. "You don't see yourself how they see you, now that you've blossomed. The way you walk around in front of them is like blood in front of a shark, men can't help it." Pretty soon by mutual agreement with her mom Erin spent most of her time in her room or the kitchen, trying to stay away from the men cycling through, worried there might come a time when a whimpered complaint or even a slap wouldn't be enough.

Erin wanted Dominick to want her, not at all like her mom's guests, but her instinctive first reaction put her right back in the trailer and as he guided her hand back to his leg she found her slender arm tightening up, resisting his firm pull even as her fingers were inevitably brought back where he wanted them and not so far from where she herself had put them just a few moments earlier. It wasn't the panicked resistance she'd mustered before actually slapping that jerk Tony across the face, but even as her hand felt the warmth of his big leg under her hand, the fabric of his fine pants, she still couldn't stop herself from pulling back against his grip ever so slightly, forcing him to hold her hand still.

It was then she noticed the subtle movement. The cloth of his trousers shifted against the soft skin of her hand and then a little more, like something nearby was pulling it up and away from his leg and her hand. Erin gasped in realization of how he must be physically reacting to her being so close, and her mom's words came flooding back to her. She was blood, he was the shark, it was because of her, and he couldn't help it. But she wanted Dominick, and knew this time she had dressed this way on purpose, and he wanted her. He wanted her. She could feel his desire, its swelling making a tent of his pants leg so close to her hand. And she settled down, stopped tugging against him, left her hand right there where she could almost imagine her hand could feel the heat of his thickening cock nearby. And when his hand left her wrist alone, leaving hers where he'd placed it, and returned to her bare leg easily finding that magic spot he seemed to have marked with a glow in the dark X, she didn't pull away. As her breath came faster she relaxed into him, let her legs open a little, yielding to his insistence, and swallowing down all the trailer-trash anxieties that tried to stop her.

DomG · Nov 30, 2012

RE: Start of Darkness

Her attempt to keep him from moving his arm was a rather sad one in his opinion, there was no way that she would be able to resist him considering how much larger he was then her. The time he spent working out made him quite a bit stronger then her and she wouldn't be able to stop him. However just forcing her to to do whatever he wanted wouldn't be nearly satisfying enough for him, no he wanted her to want what he was up too and he would have her entirely comfortable with what he was doing, or if uncomfortable at least willing to overlook everything that he was up to.

She acquiesced though, letting him put her hand where he wanted it and the growing bulge in his pants made itself evident too her right away. In fact it he was reading her timing right she hadn't truly relaxed until about the time that she felt the growing bulge near her hand and he smiled to her, his hand around her shoulder moving lover till it brushed over the top of her breasts through her blouse, still taking his time. The blood in the water with a shark analogy wasn't a bad one, but this wasn't the actions of a mindless hungry predator that had no patience... it was a wolf slowly running down a deer that it had caught the scent of... she could run and try to resist but he would wear her down over time until eventually she was too tired to struggle.

Feeling her relax, her legs spreading was a sign to him that he had her right where he wanted her, she was giving in to his desires. It wasn't enough though, not just yet. “I know you are nervous right now.” He whispered to her, his voice still deep enough to nearly be mistaken for a growl again. “I know that I make you nervous... but I really can't help it, I want you.” Breathing in deep be brushed his lips over her neck for a moment, a fleeting contact just to tease her. “And I understand that you will have limits, that I might want things that you don't feel ready for... I will be aggressive, I will push, but if you say no I will respect it... though you might have too say no twice just to make sure that I hear you.” A fair enough warning in his opinion, he wasn't just going to tie her down and force her to do something against her will though he would push her limits and take advantage of her as best he could. There was a fine line there and he would happily go up to that fine line.

His hands didn't remain idle as he spoke, the hand that had been brushing over the top of her breasts moved further down once more, cupping and gently squeezing her breast though the blouse while the hand on her thigh, with her legs spread as an invitation, moved further up again, brushing along and squeezing closer and closer until he felt the edge of her panties, lightly starting to stroke two fingers up and down the soft material. “I wont even push too far tonight Erin, a movie theater is hardly the proper place for me to truly show you what your body can enjoy... but I might give you a taste of what you could experience. But if you happen to be feeling bold, you could just reach into my pants and grasp my cock."

skittish_butterfly · Dec 3, 2012

RE: Start of Darkness

His voice was deep, tinged with need and desire -- for her! -- and Erin held still, listening intently, transfixed by the cadence of his words and her own pounding heartbeat. He was so insistent, so self-assured. So arrogant even. It reminded her of some of her mothers boyfriends but Erin pushed that thought away. She wouldn't let herself end up like her mom, and Dominick wasn't like any of the pricks who used her mother and ogled her as well. Maybe she shouldn't expect him to be exactly a gentleman, but compared to the trash her mom brought home he was a saint. And he brought her to a theatre, this wasn't a trailer or rutting in the grass out behind the pump (as if Erin couldn't hear them back there). He said if she said no he would respect it, and Erin convinced herself it meant he respected her too, which was what she wanted most. She was sure he must see her eyes glistening slightly reflected in the light of the screen, feeling so emotional as she sat next to him, letting him touch her, keeping her legs open, and convincing herself this was ok. It WAS ok.

She gasped at the feeling of his finger tip lightly toying at the crease at the top of her thigh, teasing gently with the hem of her panties. Erin was not used to this, not to a boys fingers at least although her own had visited that spot a time or two. Certainly not in a theatre. Dominick's touch felt so good she let out a gasp, and she heard the squeak of several fancy movie seats as she imagined others turning around to try to look, but she didn't care. It was dark. And this was ok, she was with Dominick, and whatever everybody else thought of her mom and of her, things would be different now.

Erin tentatively brought her small hand across his pants to his shirt, feeling his hard abdomen under his shirt. She slipped a couple fingers under his belt, into his pants, a tight fit as they were still snapped and zipped. "Oh Dom," she whsipered, gasping again as one of his fingers slipped ever so slightly under the hem of her panties, stroking her, and she realized how far he'd brought her body already, how she felt the yearning inside, the desire to be touched. She wanted so much, but she knew what came next when she did this to herself. "Stop... not here, please, not like this..." Erin heard a snicker two rows in front of them and something about "trailer bitch."

DomG · Dec 3, 2012

RE: Start of Darkness

Right now Dominic was truly enjoying himself, he was in a half decent movie that he was able to enjoy without paying much attention at all to it, and he was slowly slipping his fingers into the panties of the lovely young thing beside him. He was able to feel the moisture gathering there, he was just starting and her body already responded to him to wonderfully, such a sensitive little red head. Given enough time, and Dominic suspected it wouldn't be much longer, he knew that he would be able to have her body contorting in the chair as she struggled to hold back screams of pleasure. He had plenty of experience working with the female form, he considered himself skilled but her body was like a finely tuned instrument beyond any other, as if a talented violinist had gotten a Stradivarius dropped into their lap. What would he be able to do with a little bit more effort and time with her, she exuded innocence and given how responsive she was... just what would he be able to mold her into, what would he be able to expose her too, could a little effort shape her into what he had always truly desired?

He heard the people turning around before them but that hardly mattered, he knew they wouldn't be able too see anything and even if they could it would show them that the schools innocent beauty was all his. He was feeling her hand slip into his pants, he wished that she had bothered to unzip them first so that she would get a real feel but this was an excellent start but his fingers were lightly pressing into her, tight but eased by the moisture and then... it was then that she said stop after moaning his name just a moment before.

Dominic didn't stop, at least not right away, his fingers stroking for just a moment longer and even running across the little bundle of nerves right at the top of her slit. He did stop though, a little late after she had spoken but he did withdraw his hand from her leg, bringing it to his lips and lightly tasting the moisture that had gathered at his finger tips.

He didn't fail to hear what had been said ahead of them, and he wasn't just going to let someone talk about her like that, she was his. Normally he would be happy to just jump the few rows between them and kick them in the back of the head. He had gotten thrown out of one of his previous schools for starting a brawl but considering this was the first date he didn't want to start a fight before her, holding his temper down and instead of doing what he truly wanted to do he grabbed ahold of the bag of candy that he had bought and threw, no hurled it down at the heads he saw before him, satisfied to head a little thwack and a burst of swearing. “I did warn you that you might need to tell me twice.” He teased her, whispering so as not to be heard, lust clear in his voice... but controlled.

skittish_butterfly · Dec 5, 2012

RE: Start of Darkness

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Right now Dominic was truly enjoying himself, he was in a half decent movie that he was able to enjoy without paying much attention at all to it, and he was slowly slipping his fingers into the panties of the lovely young thing beside him. He was able to feel the moisture gathering there, he was just starting and her body already responded to him to wonderfully, such a sensitive little red head. Given enough time, and Dominic suspected it wouldn't be much longer, he knew that he would be able to have her body contorting in the chair as she struggled to hold back screams of pleasure. He had plenty of experience working with the female form, he considered himself skilled but her body was like a finely tuned instrument beyond any other, as if a talented violinist had gotten a Stradivarius dropped into their lap. What would he be able to do with a little bit more effort and time with her, she exuded innocence and given how responsive she was... just what would he be able to mold her into, what would he be able to expose her too, could a little effort shape her into what he had always truly desired?

He heard the people turning around before them but that hardly mattered, he knew they wouldn't be able too see anything and even if they could it would show them that the schools innocent beauty was all his. He was feeling her hand slip into his pants, he wished that she had bothered to unzip them first so that she would get a real feel but this was an excellent start but his fingers were lightly pressing into her, tight but eased by the moisture and then... it was then that she said stop after moaning his name just a moment before.

Dominic didn't stop, at least not right away, his fingers stroking for just a moment longer and even running across the little bundle of nerves right at the top of her slit. He did stop though, a little late after she had spoken but he did withdraw his hand from her leg, bringing it to his lips and lightly tasting the moisture that had gathered at his finger tips.

He didn't fail to hear what had been said ahead of them, and he wasn't just going to let someone talk about her like that, she was his. Normally he would be happy to just jump the few rows between them and kick them in the back of the head. He had gotten thrown out of one of his previous schools for starting a brawl but considering this was the first date he didn't want to start a fight before her, holding his temper down and instead of doing what he truly wanted to do he grabbed ahold of the bag of candy that he had bought and threw, no hurled it down at the heads he saw before him, satisfied to head a little thwack and a burst of swearing. “I did warn you that you might need to tell me twice.” He teased her, whispering so as not to be heard, lust clear in his voice... but controlled.

Erin had just asked him to stop, and heard the snickers. She could feel her face and chest flushing red, thankfully invisible here in the dark. Dominick's fingers didn't stop though, he kept stroking her, and even though she had asked him to stop, she couldn't bring herself to close her legs or push his hand away, her own hand still wriggling just inside his pants, her fingertips feeling the contours of his hardness pulsing warmly against her. It was a struggle inside her, the ache and desire for him to keep going, to feel what it was like, to lose herself in his desire for her, and at the same time that burning embarrassment of being the trailer girl, the one who everyone thought acted better than them but that they all knew would end up a slut just like her mother.

Erin didn't know what to do, still breathing heavily, her hips moving in the chair. The seconds passed marked by the pounding of her heart, until finally Dominick decided. He pulled his fingers from her, and she slumped back down in her chair, scarcely aware how she'd been arching and pressing for his touch. Erin felt a flush of disappointment together with the relief, and she only slipped her hand back out of his pants a few seconds later when Dominick bent forward reaching for the candy he'd bought.

She didn't realize right away what was going on. Erin heard the comments and knew the color of her embarrassment must be on her cheeks, warm to the touch if Dom had brushed his fingers against her face, but for the most part she didn't really think about them, didn't consider there was anything she could do except accept the shame inside herself as quietly as she could so they wouldn't have reason to tease her any more than they already did.

Dominick seemed to think otherwise, his big arm moving quickly in the dark, and she heard a clattering off the metal chairs down below a few rows, muttered "oofs" and complaints from the kids that were whispering about her. Erin was puzzled for a second, but then she realized what he had done. For her! When in her life had anyone actually defended her? Stuck up for her? She looked around in the dark, wishing it was just light enough to see the expression on those jerks faces, or more so, to see Dominick's eyes right that second. She wanted to see his eyes so badly.

Erin leaned into him as he leaned to her. She heard him whisper something about saying no twice, but she'd forgotten that already. "You... you're amazing Dominick." Erin put one hand on his leg again and the fingers of her other hand brushed through the back of his hair as she leaned closer. She brought her lips right to him, kissing him very softly but slowly right on his cheek, feeling the light prickle of the short stubble there against her smooth skin, the light scratch of it somehow unexpectedly at the moment more a turn on than an irritation. It told her she was kissing a man, not a boy.

DomG · Dec 5, 2012

RE: Start of Darkness

The trace of her on his finger tips had tasted absolutely fantastic and he wanted more then her, in fact it was tempting for him to just get down on his knees right there and pull aside her panties so that he could taste her straight from the source. He didn't know if it was because she was a virgin or just because it was her taste, but she was sweeter then normal. The spilled candy, popcorn, and soda on the floor in a sticky residue didn't even make him pause in that thought for a moment, but her comfort did, he wanted to push her slowly, not cross the line but awaken her desires and make the line change of her own desire and the pressure that he put upon her. Perhaps he would taste her again soon, but not just yet... or perhaps he would just need to enjoy her other lips first.

“I'm amazing?” He asked with a smirk, enjoying the innocence of her kiss to his cheek. It was such a simple gesture and yet from her it felt even more intimate then having a slutty Hispanic girl tonguing his ass. “Well all I did was throw a bag of chocolate at someone who said something rude about my girl.”

The hand that had been cupping her breast shifted as he spoke, cupping the back of her head and holding her in place, gently but firmly to keep her from moving back. “And make no mistake Erin, you are mine.” There was an intensity in his voice now, not threatening but a strong indication to her just what he was like, possessive, jealous, she might even be able to get a hint that he was controlling but that wasn't enough to give her his true measure just yet and rather then give her a moment to object to it or even think over what he had said he moved in to brush his lips against hers.

The kiss started out soft, even more softly then her kiss of his cheek had been, the lightest possible contact just to tease her with the chaste contact before starting to deepen the kiss as he leaned into her, the lack of barrier between them making it easy to become more aggressive. It wasn't an instantaneous thing but before long his tongue was gently running over her lips before dipping into her mouth to tease a reaction from her, his hand which had been teasing her panties just moments ago running over her breasts, seeking to find a way under her shirt for a better feel.

He didn't hold the kiss forever though, just as he was starting to feel a true need, arousal threatening to drive him mad and make him work on impulse Dominic broke the kiss off, another quick brush of his lips over hers at the end of it. Staying close to her his eyes met hers, even in the dark theater able to see her blush, just as she would be able to see his intensity and desire.

skittish_butterfly · Dec 6, 2012

RE: Start of Darkness

Erin had felt his big hand on the soft fabric of her blouse, right over the softer flesh of her breast, almost encompassing it as she kissed his cheek, and still she hadn't pulled away from his advances. Maybe it didn't feel exactly "right", but it didn't feel totally wrong either, and it felt good, and being around Dominick was somehow letting her forget her mom and the trailer park at least for the moment, making it ok to just enjoy being with him.

His hand moved, leaving her breast, and then she felt its firm pressure behind her head, in her hair, holding her right there close to him, her lips still so close he must surely feel the warmth of her breath on his face. Initially her instinct was to pull her head back, to resist his hand behind her head, his hold on her just strong enough to surprise her. But his hand didn't yield and the shock passed and she realized that though he was so strong he wasn't using anything close to the full power of his muscles to hold her close, as if he knew exactly how much was okay and didn't use more than 1% or 2% more than that. Besides, his wanting her, holding her, pulling her close, it was a heady feeling. He even said it, came right out and said it. Well, more like it slipped out but he called her "his girl" which made her heart soar. It made her feel so good even her slight puzzlement about the way he reinforced that she was "his" quickly dissolved into her general pleasure over having this amazing guy want... her. In a matter of seconds she felt her cheeks burning even hotter as he spoke in that quiet but intense voice.

Then words stopped. His hand tugged her head closer and she scarcely resisted at all, her lips already tingling, the angle of his head telling sensitive spots in her body all she needed to know. Her eyes closed, the movie playing in front of them part of another universe as she felt his lips brush hers. A soft whine, the tiniest whimper slipped out as years of pent-up heartache were chased out of her in a heartbeat. The touch of his lips was so soft. And he was so strong, his grip on her head still holding her close, his powerful muscles rippling under the gentle touch of her fingers as she leaned in closer. Something about him wanting her so badly, the feeling of how strong he was, knowing deep inside her he could take what he wanted from her with relative ease if he chose, and yet he kissed her so... damned... softly. She melted into him, their breath mixing and swirling warmly as their lips and then tongues explored and slowly got to know each other.

Erin felt him slowly leaning into her, pressing her back against the plush seat rest, cushioned by the velvet seat rest so she wasn't uncomfortable, but exquisitely aware of his size as his kiss grew more intense and demanding. The kiss had started out with them as equals, partners in discovery, but as Dominick seemed to get more urgent and intense, Erin found herself softening her lips, her mouth yielding to what he wanted, accepting his invading tongue and greeting it softly and warmly as a new temporary part of her.

Then it was over. She didn't know what decision made Dominick pull back, or how he went from overdrive back down to neutral so quickly. Erin was still breathing hard, chest heaving, her eyes glowing bright and her cheeks burning hot as she stared back at him. The gravity of his nearness pulled her to him and she leaned closer, aching for more, no real thought because sometimes need was stronger than thought. Even as he pulled away and ended the kiss she followed, not ready for it to be over, her lips still tingling. She looked into his eyes as the two of them hovered so close, and she could see his eyes so bright in the dark hall.

Erin didn't know what to do. He had pulled back, and yet the light in his eyes, the way he looked back at her... didn't he want to kiss her still? He must, she was almost certain. It was one of her last trailer-park anxieties though, rearing up its ugly head. Afraid of chasing what she wanted and looking the part of the fool, the slut, knowing from having witnessed it that it was a real possibility. But she could hear his breath, imagined his heartbeat pounding in time with hers. She couldn't sit still, couldn't be this close to him and not touch him. As she leaned in again, this time her lips parted and not aiming for his cheek at all, she ignored the warning voice from the trailer park. If he pulled back from her, leaving her feeling ridiculous and slutty, she wouldn't care, because she wasn't sure her heart would survive it anyway.

DomG · Dec 6, 2012

RE: Start of Darkness

The kiss, everything about it fit together wonderfully. She was hardly the first girl he had kissed, far from it in fact but her response was earnest in a way that he hadn't experienced in years, not since his own first kiss many years ago, back before he had started to see the world the way that he did then. How long had it been since he kissed someone who had responded to him because they enjoyed the experience... and only because they enjoyed it. She hadn't just allowed him to kiss her though, her response to it had been just about perfect, submitting to his desires without hesitation or fear... perhaps because she didn't truly understand just what it was he desired but Dominic suspected there was something more to it then that, he suspected that she understood or at least had an inkling... and that she was doing what came naturally to her.

He could have her right then and there, Dominic was sure of it, that it wouldn't take much by way of effort, that her objections could easily be stifled by another kiss that would seal her lips and bring that blush back to her cheeks. Still he only smiled at her in the darkness, enjoying the moment, able to read the doubt in her eyes and knowing just how he could take advantage of that... imbue her with some confidence, let her think that she was in control while also showing her just how hard he was finding it to resist her. That would make her all the more malleable to him, allowing him to continue to draw things out for a little while longer while having the fun of getting into her head.

“You are dangerous Erin.” He whispered to her, leaning in for another quick stolen kiss before taking hold of one of her hands. Slowly he moved her hand lower again, but instead of just laying it over his pants as he had before he slowly and carefully unzipped his pants, slipping her hand within and pressing it against the hardness that was there.

Warm and pulsing he felt himself throb against her hand, even this touch which wasn't innocent was hardly lewd was making him want her all the more. The last time Dominic had been this hard a few blue pills and a game of truth or dare had been involved, but this was Erin and her innocence doing it all on her own. “That is why you are dangerous, I have been hard since I first sat next to you and I have been getting worse ever since... if I were to kiss you like that again then I might not hear it when you ask me to stop.” His voice was low, full of suggestion as the hand which he had used to slip her own within his pants was laid back over her leg again, just stroking his carefully trimmed nails over the spot that had first made her gasp.

Again his lips brushed over hers before he trailed a kiss slowly up her jaw, his teeth catching her ear for a moment. “So I say this only once more Erin... you are mine and anyone else who has a problem with that, or anyone else who causes trouble for you can answer to me.” The edge was still there, would she have any clue what it was that she had drawn the attention of... the wolf hadn't only chased down the deer, but was now taking a personal interest in it, protective but no less dangerous.

skittish_butterfly · Dec 6, 2012

RE: Start of Darkness

Dominick briefly interrupted her lips' pursuit of his with just a brief whisper, that she was "dangerous" -- and the fact he thought so only made the flame inside her burn even hotter. Erin felt like he had ignited her, set her heart ablaze with a heat that would burn down every trailer home on the lot, leaving none behind for her to worry about ending up in. And it made her giddy. And it made her bold.

Erin leaned all the way to him, her mouth smiling wide, her white teeth shining as the two of them stole another quick kiss. She started to turn her face to that perfect angle that would invite him back, but he paused. His hand was on hers, strong again, guiding, momentarily taking charge.

The sound of his zipper was loud enough that the snickering boys in front of them must have heard it, but she didn't hear a peep from them. Dominick took her smaller hand in his, and slipped it into his pants. Her moment of hesitation passed immediately as she realized no one said anything about the zipper sound because they knew Dominick wouldn't tolerate it, and she believed it, and it made her want him even more.

She let him guide her hand in, all the way, finding him hard and thick and pulsing against her curious touch. Her fingers felt his heat, grasping him gently and feeling how much of him there was to encircle. Now he was talking to her, whispering urgently, not stopping, his words all chosen as if walking a razor's edge between intimidating and intimate was as natural to him as breathing, and Erin felt her body eating it up, gasping and opening her legs as his other hand returned to her leg.

His touch was intoxicating, the feel of his cock speaking directly to an empty part of her that ached for completeness. Erin couldn't think about what she "should" do. Couldn't bring herself to worry about what her mother "would" do. The certainty of what she needed to do was all she could feel. She couldn't stop thinking how he was hard for her, this amazing guy yearning for her, like putty in the palm of her hand -- amazingly hard, thick putty. And even if the worry what anyone else would think could have somehow have penetrated the fog of hormones clouding Erin's thoughts, Dominicks final whispered entreaty, so possessive and protective at the same time, made her feel totally safe with him as she felt him slowly deconstructing every barrier she had to just giving in to him.

Her fingers grasped inside his pants, stroking, her breath coming hot, her hips pressing for him, feeling her needs growing hot and wet between her legs, primal and urgent in their own way. She kissed him with a passion she'd never felt, never imagined even on those long summer nights she lay in bed sweating with just her hand and her imagination for company. Dominick's heart was perfect, his body... perfect, his feelings for her were everything she could dream of at that moment. She kissed him and pressed against him and stroked him, not thinking past the moment.

DomG · Dec 6, 2012

RE: Start of Darkness

Just two days before Dominic had met Erin on the first day of school, just a little less then a week ago, in a fit of boredom Dominic had gone to a massage parlor to take an edge off of the boredom. The massage had been half decent but it had ended with what Dominic would have classified as a professional hand job from an Asian girl who had to be able to speak better English then she had let on... an Asian who probably gave a dozen hand jobs a day and would have plenty of practice at pleasing men with her hands...

This was better though, Erin's hand might be a tad bit hesitant and the rhythm wasn't perfect, but Erin wasn't doing it for money or because she was expecting him to take her to a fancy macro biotic fusion restaurant after the movie, she was doing it because she wanted to please him and that brought a massive smile to his face before she kisses him, something that had been unexpected but he responded to it quickly and took charge again before long, seeking to establish dominance through his kiss, releasing the back of her head and starting to shift his hand down into her blouse, his hand roaming eagerly even as he felt her hips shift in an open and clear invitation to him.

The movie, if Dominic was any judge at all, would soon be reaching its climax as the survivors were all herded together for one massive last stand. The movie wouldn't be the only thing experiencing a climax though and as a point of pride Dominic wouldn't be allowing her to get him off without making sure she screamed in a manner that made it very clear to everyone in the theater what they had been up too.

His hand on her thigh moved upward and now instead of just teasing her he quickly pulled aside the crotch of her panties, tracing a finger back and forth across the moistened slit for a few moments before gently sliding it into her. He was taking his time with that finger, she was tight around him and he didn't want to cause an undue amount of pain as he was gently curling that finger within her, searching carefully for the sweet spot that would make her toes curl while his thumb ran in small circles over her clit, slowly at first but increasing in speed as the kiss grew deeper, rougher even as his teeth lightly caught over her tongue and lips, maybe enough to cause a slight amount of discomfort but not exposing her to the pain that he wanted to show her, that he wanted her to learn to crave.

“I want to hear you scream my name.” He growled against her lips, his body tensing with its own impending release, it had been nearly a week, and he had been on edge since the movie nearly started. “I want you to scream and moan as your juices soak my fingers, I want to make you lick my fingers clean and then taste you as we kiss.” He wanted so much more then that but right now he was playing gentle with her now, not saying how he wanted her on her knees, arms bound behind her back, hair messed, makeup smeared, begging him to use her... that would come later.

skittish_butterfly · Dec 7, 2012

RE: Start of Darkness

Erin felt his hand on her bare thigh, oh did she feel it, and even as he kept sliding it a little higher and a little higher, coming so very close to running out of leg and reaching her panties all she could do was keep her legs open, try to keep her hips from moving too lewdly as the ache for him grew stronger and stronger. They kissed, she stroked, softly whispered words in the darkness while the movie played unheeded. She relaxed, letting go more with each passing minute, willingly accepting from Dominick and behaving herself in the very ways she had resisted so fearfully all along, no longer worried about whether it made her trailer trash like her mom or not. It made her Dominick's girl. She closed her eyes and kissed him again, letting the words swirl around in her head. Dominick's girl.

She gasped into his kiss and her eyes opened with shock as his fingers reached the very top of her thigh and didn't stop, just roughly brushing aside the warm slightly damp fabric, exposing her. Her face pulled back just an inch from his kiss, her eyes wide and locked on his, her fingers around his neck gripping him while her other hand didn't stop stroking him for a second.

Their eyes locked, and his glinted with a steely light, smiling a knowing smile at her, and just continuing to open her up. His finger was a little slick as she felt him teasing her outer lips, spreading her, stroking. She stiffened and gasped in, biting her lower lip as a jolt of pleasure zapped up her spine and right into her brain. Stroking her, stroking her, hitting her sweet spot again and again as he circled her entrance, and her breath came ragged. Her eyes closed again and she parted her lips for him again, kissing him deeply, losing herself almost completely. Her own stroking hand felt slightly damp, and she suspected it was her imagination, her own slight embarrassment at how wet his hand had found her, but stroking him was getting easier and easier, and her mind could almost see his cock, the shape of it as she ran her hand again and again over its thick length. Kissing, gasping, moaning as quietly as she could against him.

He pulled his lips from her and she stayed exactly where she was, wanting him to kiss her more. His whispered growl was close, so near to kissing her, the warm breath of his words tickling her lips. To scream his name. Scream his name. He said it again, and she heard it and it echoed in her head with the same rhythm of his fingers, one now slipping inside her. Dominick inside her, part of her! Scream his name, scream his name. Her brow furrowed as he spoke about her juices on his fingers, licking his fingers clean, moaning at the dirty thought of it and spreading her legs wider for him. Scream his name, scream his name! The thought pounding in her head so much harder than his shockingly gentle knowing touch inside her.

Couldn't take it anymore, stroking him faster and faster, matching his rhythm without even thinking about it, just working her hand along his length and reveling in the feeling of his strength against her palm and fingers. Scream his name! She couldn't! Scream his name! Eyes squeezed tight, his teeth trapping her lower lip, his kiss playing with her, like he knew. Scream his name! Couldn't! Shouldn't! Scream his name! "Ohhhhh!" The theatre suddenly was bright, bright as a summer day, but her eyes were still closed, and all she could hear was a high pitched voice very close by, "Ohhh! Oh, Dominick, yes! ohhhh!" She pressed her forehead against him, unable to control herself, bucking in her seat and listening to the voice crying out his name.

DomG · Dec 7, 2012

RE: Start of Darkness

She was so wet, so hot, just the tip of his finger was within her and she was already writhing around like mad. He was tempted to push further, to slide his entire finger within her and experience the true depths of the warmth and moisture that he had found there. For not though he contended himself with less then half his finger, just enough to let it curl within her and show her just a small amount of the pleasure she could feel while his thumb did its work to push her over the edge. He wanted her then and there, to pull away her hand and take her with one hard and rough push of his hips, to make her scream out in pain as well as pleasure... no sooner had that thought gone through his mind then his feet started to find purchase on the ground and he readied himself to stand, barely able to stop himself and stay inside of his seat before it was too late.

Then she was screaming, her body twisting, his finger... his hand practically soaked in the juices from her body as her voice drowned out the movie. Dominic didn't stop though, he hardly cared that others were hearing what he had done with her... let the world know the pleasure she had experienced at his hand, he was going to keep working her until she was limp.

Again he bit her ear before growling to her a little more, his approaching climax deepening his voice with lust. “You like that don't you Erin, just my finger in your pretty little pussy and I have you screaming... I can hardly wait to see what will happen when I eat your pretty little pussy...” He had intended to say a little more, to tease her with his intentions but her increased confidence in stroking the hardness between his thighs was enough to over come him and he stiffened, his breath hissing from him as he shuddered for a moment, his cock jerking once, twice, a third time within her hand as he came hard, pressing his lips against hers one last time as he came down from his own release and slowly withdrew his hand from between her legs... almost feeling sorry for the usher who had to clean up after them, all he could smell was her arousal and there was no way anyone would mistake the copious moisture that she was leaving it behind for anything else.

With a crocked smile on his face Dominic raised his soaked finger to her lips, rubbing the moistness from her arousal there for a moment before moving to kiss her once more, enjoying the knowledge that they would both be able to taste her as his tongue ran over her lips, savoring the taste once more, it was stronger now, sweeter to him and there was more of it for him to enjoy. He enjoyed the kiss, letting it linger until the sweet taste upon her lips had faded away, and only then did he break off the kiss and smile at her, aware that the movies credits had started rolling but only because a little music was playing and the screen had gotten darker.

“That was fantastic...” He praised her as the kiss came to its conclusion. “Though I am of course looking forward to more.” Of course there would be more, oh so much more... his darker fantasies, the ones that only hints of had ever been shown before, Erin was perfect to mold to meet those desires, to break her down and build her back up. When he looked at Erin it was like looking at a beautiful painting, one put to canvass by an artist with few peers but the painting had been left unfinished, vast swaths of it left blank and the proper paints to finish the master piece had been put into his hands.

He had to take a few deep breaths to calm himself, to remember that he wanted to take this step by step and couldn't even begin to do it all tonight, instead he had just been able to show her the barest hint of the pleasure she would experience at his hands, like a drug dealer giving out a small sample to draw a potential addict in for more.

“That can wait though Erin because in a moment the lights will come back on and people will no doubt look back at you. Now they won't say a word, trust me on that... but you must walk out of here with your head held high, if they see any shame upon your face then they will never let you live this down. My girl is going to be better then they are and I am going to take every opportunity to show you off.” Oh how his mind had raced, he would be happily taking her out to parties with others from the school and of course the other schools that he had gone too in the past. “Now be a good girl and zip me up, would hate to walk out of here with my cock hanging free for everyone to get a glimpse of.” It seemed the credits were coming to an end, the movie over and soon the lights would come up... and Dominic would lead Erin out of there with a smile on his face.

skittish_butterfly · Dec 10, 2012

RE: Start of Darkness

Erin was crying out his name and bucking in her seat, the pleasure of his stroking touch too much for her, her mind flushed clear of thoughts, just rushes of sensation and his beautiful, nasty, irresistible, taunting words just washing through her head on that river of pleasure, rushing right to the core of her self where they nestled comfortably like they owned the place. She welcomed him inside her, euphoric as he kept stroking her into a whimpering lather, not letting her stop, her own hand still stroking his hardness too and the feeling of him exploding in her warm grasp sent her fully back up to the heights as she heard the sounds of his joy as well. They kissed and it felt like they were sharing one huge pleasure, too big for either of them alone, and it went on forever. She couldn't imagine it ever ending.

Finally, though, he broke off the kiss, his deep voice sounding so pleased with her she couldn't hide her silly grin. When he pulled his hand from between her legs she realized how slumped deep in her seat she was, her legs spread, hips pressed over the edge of the seat and turned to let him touch her as he pleased more easily. She reached for his hand, to touch him, as they both slowly came down. There were screams from the screen as the last teens died and the movie reached its end, but the only screams she heard were her own, still echoing in her head as she smiled, hearing herself crying out for him just like he said she would.

His eyes glowing in the light of the on-screen credits caught her attention. He must know she'd never done anything like this before because he was telling her what to do, so concerned for her, that she not be embarrassed in front of the kids who'd laughed earlier, and she gave him another quick kiss for being so perfect before she readjusted her panties over tender flesh so sensitive she couldn't keep from gasping a little. Then he wanted her to zip him up, told her to do it more accurately. She blinked once, finding it strange the way he just kind of assumed she would, and wondering ever so briefly why he didn't just do it himself, but then she looked down and saw his cock, remembered the feel of it, could smell him suddenly, the smell of his pleasure mixed with the overwhelming scent of her own wetness, and she nodded, not giving another thought to it. "Of course." She gently packed him away, taking a little pleasure in the weighty feel of him in her fingers, being super careful to zip him without incident. Then on a whim that she couldn't ignore she bent down and gave him the slightest playful kiss, right on the crotch of his pants where he still bulged beneath her lips.

That was the moment the lights came on. She straightened, and her face was indeed red, her whole upper body felt flushed, but she paid attention to his advice, he seemed so wise and in control and it kept her from panicking, from making a mess of the situation. She ran her fingers through her hair and sent it back over her shoulder with a toss of her head. She waited for him to stand and then got to her feet with him, took his hand, her eyes locked on the back of his head as she followed him out of the aisle and up the hall to the exit. There were definitely whispers, and she heard all the adolescent giggling, sounding so juvenile compared to what she and Dominick had just shared. But Erin didn't even care what they thought anyway. Why did it matter? It was what Dominick thought of her that counted, and he seemed to think she was just fine. She walked next to him, head high in the fully lit hall, feeling perfectly fine.

DomG · Dec 10, 2012

RE: Start of Darkness

Telling her what to do and how she would behave, letting her know that she must walk out of here with a smile on her face only made sense to him. She was new to this, clearly had no idea what to do at all and if he had allowed her to behave how she would on her own then she likely would have rushed from there ahead of him with her face covered and blushing like mad. That just wouldn't do though, if she didn't behave just right then she would be mocked by the other students at the school and he wouldn't allow her to give them something to mock her over. He felt no shame in what he had done to her, in how he had made her scream and there was no reason at all for her to feel the least amount of shame.

And as she obeyed his order to zip him up Dominic couldn't help but smile, she was so careful in her actions, he had feared that he might need to tell her to take care when doing it but not a single hair was caught in the zipper, not even a single moment of discomfort. Of course after that, after the further touch of his hand which made his cock twitch once more, the icing on the cake turned out to be when she leaned down to brush her lips over his cock, though his pants were between her lips and his flesh he still shifted his hips a little bit to press against her, enjoying the sensation entirely and knowing that before long he would have her working to cover each and every inch of his cock with her lips and tongue.

And of course, that was the moment the light came on. It was so contrived, such a spectacular coincidence that Dominic nearly laughed out loud, biting the inside of his cheek to keep control of laughter that no doubt would have entirely destroyed Erin's sense of sense esteem. As she straightened up he took notice of her intense blush, finding it to be something that made her even more desirable then before.

Slowly he got to his feet and allowed her to take his hand, entwining his fingers with her own and squeezing lightly to give her a moment of comfort and assurance as he led her down the stairs and towards the exit of the theater. He noticed the people watching them, he heard the whispers and he met them with a glare of his own... he would remember their faces and would ensure that they regretted their actions before all that long, sooner or later he would run into them at the school, an empty hall way, a locker room after class... before long he would ensure that they were repaid for their actions and that they would spread the word that Erin was not to be mocked or even looked at in the wrong way.

It wasn't just enough to lead her out the back exit with her head held high though, that was good but it would take a little more. As they approached the door, just a few short feet away from it, Dominic pulled Erin close, using his body to press her up against the wall and smiling down at her before brushing his lips over hers. “Sorry...” He grunted, not meaning it in the least and knowing that people were watching them. “But I saw you blushing, its a good look on you, now its getting a tad late and I don't want to worry your family... so rather then letting you take the bus I will be driving you home.” She hadn't let him pick her up but he wouldn't be letting her get home any other way, driving her would of course give him some more time with her.

skittish_butterfly · Dec 11, 2012

RE: Start of Darkness

Erin followed him out, feeling like the Princess marching out with her Prince as the poor commoners all looked on and commented. Surely royalty has to put up with some pathetic people who say the worst, but they are still royalty aren't they? Do they let it bother them? Well, at least not that Erin ever saw. She followed Dominick's lead, walking right past them, ignoring their eyes. In the lobby they walked toward the front door, her hand nestled in his, and suddenly he gave a little twist with his strong wrist and he had her turning around, facing him and then walked her back the half-step into the wall next to the door. She looked up at him. He was just so tall. And so close. She felt his heart beating and then his lips were on hers again and everything else went away for a moment.

The kiss was short but set her heart on fire again, and he saw it, saw how the flames licked her cheeks from the inside. That he thought it was a good look on her was more than she could take without smiling. The lobby, the other movie-goers, the stale smell of popcorn butter, her phone still in her hand bag ready to call her friend for an emergency extraction, none of it registered. It didn't matter. She was a Princess in that moment as he insisted on driving her home. There was no question in his voice, and no answer in hers. It was fact and she accepted it, happily. "Ok, thank you, I would love that."

That's when her mind flashed on where he would take her. Her hand went back in his and squeezed, wanting to cling to this perfect moment, to hold onto it, to this moment when she was still his Princess, before he drove her back to the trailer park and the dirty little caravan her mother and boyfriend-de-jour shared with her. She looked up at him hesitantly. "You're going to drive me home? You, uh, know where I live? My... house" She almost spoke the word house with quotation marks around it, like it felt like a lie to her to even say it to him, given her shabby truth. Erin didn't have a house. Maybe she could get him to drop her off a few blocks away. Dominick was perfect; more important to Erin, he seemed to think she was perfect too. What would happen when he saw her reality? As beautiful as this time out together was, her home life, her circumstances could never measure up to the way Dominick lived.

DomG · Dec 11, 2012

RE: Start of Darkness

If Dominic had known that Erin was mentally comparing them to some kind of royalty he likely would have laughed a little bit at the thought. A rather interesting little thought considering that he had practically been considered royalty at his previous school and even been elected Homecoming King, though he hadn't managed to even show up to the dance, instead getting side tracked with two of the candidates for Homecoming Queen. The crown however had been something he hung onto though he had been supposed to return it at the end of the year, along with the Homecoming Queens crown, they hadn't been kept because of sentimental reasons at all but instead because he had just wanted to piss of the school just a tiny bit more on his way out.

Her reluctance to be driven home though wasn't anything that surprised him and he smiled a little bit at her reaction to it all. “I don't know your address but I am... aware of your living situation if that is what you are asking about.” Of course rumors got around a high school, more then one jealous young lady had tried to point out to him that she was just trailer trash in order to dissuade him from going out with her and maybe get a date instead. What they didn't know, what Erin clearly didn't realize, was that her situation made her all the more appealing to him. A broken and poor home would make her all the easier to manipulate down the road, in fact it had paid off pretty well earlier that night when he had been able to get into her favor easily with just a small diet soda that had cost him very little and taken even less effort to provide her with... what would she think when he started to really work to take care of her, he already had the image of a choker made of leather and lace with a garnet to match the color of her hair hanging in the hollow of her throat... something that would say to anyone who saw it that she belonged to him, that she was not to be touched.

Stepping back from Erin, knowing they were being watched and happy that he had given people a tiny show Dominic smiled at her, a hand around her waist holding her close to him. “I don't want to worry your family, so getting you home safe is now my top priority.” Of course safe was a rather relative word right then and there, she wouldn't be hurt but while she was with Dominic how safe could she really be, he was hungry for a chance to devour her, to pin her back against the seat and ravage her body until they were to exhausted to move and she was left bruised and satisfied.

With that arm around her waist, squeezing her ass slightly he led her from the theater and towards his car, he wouldn't be taking no for an answer, she would be going home in his car, he would take his time driving her home, a chance to enjoy her company and give a few small instructions for what he expected from her... “By the way Erin, I heard about a party being thrown tomorrow night, I intend to go and I will have you there with me.” Of course there was no party being thrown, but his parents were out of town and he would be able to have her all to himself, once she was there she might find leaving hard.

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