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Repercussions of a Summons Gone Awry [Sera X Procyonix]

Once she finally had him sheathed within her she cried out an ecstatic, "Yes!" The pressure on her scalp as he pulled her hair back was just icing on the cake, a delightful tingle as her locks were used to pull her against his chest. The promise of more with him made her moan, nodding her head in anxious approval. She imagined the lab room and the tables, her skirt pushed up, and her face pressed into the table. "Derek!" She cried as he started to fuck her without any steady force or rhythm. This was pure, hard fucking. It was exactly what she needed and wanted. Within moments she'd been built back up to that edge, where she hung just above her climax. She was cursing and crying out his name as he continued to powerfully thrust into her from behind. When she finally fell off the edge, toppling into a massive orgasm, she screamed, her body pushing back hard against him as her depths constricted. He didn't stop, his continued strokes overwhelming her.

His firm bites seemed to extend her pleasure, making her moan and shudder, her hands reaching behind her to loop behind his neck. Her head fell to the side, giving him all the space he wanted to bite and torture her sensitive flesh. She had no concern for marks on her skin. Though she'd be mortified to find them later when she prepared to see anyone in public, she couldn't have cared less as long as he was providing her the pleasure she wanted. Already his strong arms and thrusts were building up the mounting pressure in her core, inching her closer to what she hoped would be another climax. She dropped one hand, placing it over his large one as she guided him between her legs, urging his thick fingers over her clit. "Touch me, Derek. Fuck, just touch me," She gasped. If anything could give her a second orgasm it would be from stimulation to her sensitive bud.

Ceci was still tight around his shaft, occasionally an aftershock of her first climax would make her body shudder and pulse around him, making her cry out with surprised bliss.
 
Derek moaned at her dirty talk. It was a lost art so far as he was concerned. Most girls thought just profanity was enough. But Ceci seemed to grasp that it was more, and it delighted him. Given the opening on her neck, he took full advantage of it, blazing heat along her with more kisses and deliciously sensuous hard bites. And she wasn't a timid lover either. She moved his hand where she wanted, as well as the one wrapped around his neck. She was exactly the sort of girl he wanted. “Fuck, Ceci. I wish I hadn't waited so long... You're exactly what I want...” his voice hoarse and husky.

Fingers rubbing her clit as he fucked her hard, he could feel the shudders and pulses, the heat of their hard sex. Moaning against her neck, he whispered heatedly against her neck, “You're gonna have to come to my locker in the mornings so I can fuck you before class.. I want you walking around school with my cum in your panties...” As if to drive the thought home, he picked up the pace inside her pulling his cock all the way out of her before driving it back in harder and deeper than ever. “Look in your mirror, baby... See how hot we look together..”

Soon, he knew he would last no longer. Her hot core clutched him like a vice, and milked him as if begging for him to fill her with his seed. Moaning again, his thrusts grew intense and more uncontrolled as his climax approached.. “You gonna be my little slut, Ceci? A slut for my black cock?” he asked her just as his climax arrived. Moaning deeply, he pumped his cum inside her, thrusting the entire time to get her to her second climax from him.
 
You're exactly what I want. Ceci arched against him, her eyes shut as she focused on just his voice and his touch. The slide of his length as it continued to pound within her slick entry. He did as she wished, using his fingers to further draw her over into unthinkable pleasure. She bit down on her lip when he started to whisper his desires to her, a strangled moan forcing its way from her throat, "Who says I wear panties?" She purred, unable to say much more before his deep thrust stopped her ability to speak without gasping. She could still hear though, and when directed she opened her eyes, glancing at them in the mirror. His body looked so large in comparison to her small one, her skin flushed but still pale against his darkness.

She knew when he hit his own climax, his thrusting becoming more erratic. Somewhere between the sight of his sexual abandon and his dirty words, her body gave in. He hit her in just the right spot and she detonated around him, milking him further as she pulsed and tightened around his cock. "Derek!" She screamed, her body writhing against him as he thrust and released himself between her legs. She hadn't expected such an end to her evening. She had just wanted Tyler, John, and Kevin to leave. She hadn't necessarily wanted Derek to stay in their place. But she was suddenly thankful that he did because something deep inside her hand needed his firm hand and delightfully dirty words. "Your slut?" Ceci gasped, glancing over her shoulder as his body started to still behind her. She pulled his hand away from her, letting her fall forward and onto her hands and knees. Slowly, very slowly, she slid forward so that he'd pull out of her deeply pounded sex. A soft cry escaped her pink lips as the head of his shaft spilled past her lips, a shudder rocking her body. She felt empty without him deep inside of her.

Ceci turned over, lying on her back, her legs still spread wide as she stared up at him, the evidence of their fun glistened in the low lighting of her bedroom. Her nightie was still bunched between her breasts and her hips, her robe beneath her. Ceci's breathing was still slightly labored, her lips parted as she forced more air into her lungs. "Is that what you want, Derek?" She murmured, licking her lips, "A slut? A little white slut to make all your fantasies come true?" A trickle of laughter spilled from her and she closed her eyes, stretching her arms above her head as her breasts pushed up. "I'll meet you at your locker tomorrow..." She promised, a twinkle in her eye.
 
Derek grinned at her as she teased about not wearing panties. He'd not considered it honestly. “Well, I hope you do, wouldn't want me running down your leg and ruining your dress code, would you? Might get the wrong people's attention. Besides, I'd rather it stay in you, where maybe you get that little black present,” he teased her with a wink. Caressing her body as she lay beneath him, he gave her a warm grin. “I want more than just a little white slut, Ceci. But let's start there for now. So much to explore with you yet,” he told her playfully.

Getting up off the bed, he looked around for his clothing, and got dressed. As he did so, his hand touched the metal in his pocket where he put his jewelry while working. A big grin crossed his face. Helping her up out of the bed, he turned her towards the mirror. Standing behind her, he slipped a large gold chain around her neck. Hanging between her breasts was a large crown of the sort worn by kings ceremonially. It was gold and inlaid with diamonds. At the bottom of the crown in big bold letters was his name, Derek in sparkling diamonds. Kissing her neck, he whispered into her ear, “You're my girl now, Ceci.. Wear that from now on. Understood?” His voice was firm, demanding.

Turning her to face him, he kissed her once more deep and possessively. “See you in the morning, girl,” he murmured against her lips as he pulled away from her reluctantly. Making his way back downstairs, she would hear the door close behind him.
 
Ceci didn't respond to his teasing comment, merely keeping her burning gaze on him as he caressed her spent body. It was obvious that he had plans for what he wanted, but she wasn't in the mind set to think about them or care. As he slid off he bed, she slowly rose into a sitting position, her hair a little messy around her shoulders. He collected his jewelry and got dressed, her eyes watching him the entire time. When he stepped over and helped her get off the bed, she didn't argue, curious about what he wanted. Positioned in front of the mirror she was once more confronted with their startling contrast. But when he pulled out a necklace, slipping a large gold chain around her neck, she glanced at him in the mirror, startled. The necklace felt heavy around her neck and it was cool to touch as it laid between her breasts.

Her head naturally tilted as he kissed her neck, nodding in response to his demanding tone. "Mhm..." She turned as his hands shifted her, their lips meeting and igniting the low burning passion in her body. Moments more and she found herself alone, her body slowly relaxing from the high she'd just experienced. For several long minutes she stood in front of the mirror, eyes unfocused as they stared at the disheveled state of her dress and body. Already she could see the bites blossoming with color around her neck and shoulders. A deep ache was spreading between her legs and Derek's necklace gleamed with every shift of her body. "Oh my God..." She whispered, her mental awareness crashing down on her. That guilty voice started to creep back into the forefront of her mind and she wrapped her arms around herself. She'd cheated on Keith- again. Cecilia groaned with frustration and headed to her bathroom, turning the shower on and undressing fully. It was the strangest thing. She was able to say no for only a little while, but soon found herself a willing participant in sex with men that were NOT her boyfriend.

She was confused and unsure of what she was doing. Unable to confront her mix of emotion, she showered quickly and went to bed. Sunday was spent alone, her phone silent, her doorbell quiet. Her thoughts loud and angry. Half of her way mad she was cheating on Keith, constantly trying to remind her of something she was forgetting. But then the stronger half of herself was telling her to stop worrying. To enjoy what she was doing with Derek, and even with Tyler, John, and Kevin. After another night of rest, she got dressed for school, Derek's necklace still hanging heavily between her breasts.

As he'd suggested, she had worn a pair of panties beneath her plaid skirt, navy blue and lace cheekies that gave an appealing aesthetic to her smooth cheeks. She rolled her socks over her knees and straightened her white collared blouse. She left the top few buttons undone to give a view of her breasts and Derek's necklace.

Arriving at school had her in another conundrum. She was fighting with herself over whether she really should go to Derek's locker or not. That little voice in her head told her no, but her feet were carrying her down the halls to where she'd find him anyway. Her blue eyes landed on his tall figure quickly, his dark features standing out amongst the other students around him. Slowly she stepped in front of his locker, pressing her back to the metal as she waited for him to notice her. It didn't take long for their eyes to meet. Ceci was holding a few text books at her hip, her head tilted curiously at him as she eyed the other members of the football team that he was conversing with. "Can we talk, Derek?" She asked, her tone suggesting that his 'friends' go elsewhere.
 
The other guys saw the necklace between her breasts and let out a low whistle while patting Derek on the back. They left one by one until only Derek and her were left at the locker. Seeing her back pressed against his locker, Derek closed the distance between them and kissed her hungrily. It was a hot deep kiss, the sort that spoke of his desire for her. His hand was under her skirt already, teasing her through the lace of her panties. “Hey babe,” he whispered in that deep masculine voice of his against her lips, “I see my little white girl is already wet for me..”

His fingers moved up to undo her blouse to push her bra off of her full breasts as he bit the nipples gently. While “dressed” she was fully exposed if anyone came by at this point, breasts on full display, and a hand up her skirt, lifting it enough that the passerby would see her blue lace panties, with his massive black hand in them. Pushing her panties down enough for him to get his cock into her, he placed both of his hands on her cheeks. “How do you want this babe? Facing me, or do you like it from behind more?”

Body on fire, Derek was ready for her the second she had walked up to him. But now, he was even more so. But this was something he wanted her to love, since this would be their morning routine. That she wore his necklace was a helluva turn on, anyone who saw it would know she was his, and he loved that. He loved her being his. Of course, at this point, he knew enough that she would likely be with other men too, after all, she seemed to love sex more than any single man, but he hoped that he could tame her. Not that he would, since he wasn't even real, but one of the aspects of Ozramis' created world.
 
Ceci eyed the other guys as they started to disperse, then her focus shifted to Derek only. He quickly closed the distance between them, his lips igniting the always lingering desire in her veins. His exploring fingers made her whimper against his lips, her arms letting her books fall to the hallway floor as they moved to grasp the front of his shirt. While inside her mind was screaming as his fingers undid her blouse and pulled her breasts free of her lacey bra, her body was encouraging his every move. Her nipples hardened and she felt no shyness upon having them in his view. With his hand pulling down her panties, she felt only a rush of warmth between her legs, getting her body ready for the noticeable bulge in his pants.

Ceci's pink tongue slid slowly over her lips, "I want my back against these lockers and you buried deep, Derek..." She whispered sensually, one leg lifting to wrap around his body. She was small in comparison to him and wouldn't be able to get positioned right until he picked her up, but she made her desires clear. "Can you do that for me, big boy?" She mused, using her grip on his shirt to pull him closer. "Better hurry," She whispered softly, "I've got an exam first thing this morning...Don't want to be late...." His necklace was warm from being against her skin for so long as it hung between her breasts, the diamonds catching the fluorescent lighting in the hallway when she moved. "Maybe I'll come find you for lunch...I think I'll be hungry for some dark meat by then...." She teased, her blue eyes sparkling with mischief.

You little whore! The voice was yelling at her, it's presence getting more and more distant the more her desire burned. Ceci kept him focused with her gaze, her teeth gently tugging on her lower lip enticingly, drawing Derek in more as if she were the spider and he was tied in her web. Though she didn't realize how much it was the reverse. She was tied in Ozramis' web and didn't even know how much she should have been struggling.
 
Derek grinned at her words. “I'd like that, I have your lunch right here,” he teased her with his bulge against her naked pussy, Taking a moment he moved a hand from her ass to his trousers and let his cock out. It was hard and pulsed with his heartbeat Moving his hand back to her cheeks, he lifted her up and kissed her hard. Pushing his shaft into her, he moaned into her mouth. As the kiss ended, his lips close to hers, he whispered, “I love your tight little pussy, Ceci. Do you like being my little white slut?” He was teasing her of course, as despite everything he knew about her, and that if she cheated with him, she would cheat on him too, he still wanted more from her than just her as his little fuck slut.

Holding her up made the sensations more intense for him. It reminded him of just how much larger than her he was, and made him feel the power he had with her. Starting to thrust inside her, he started slowly for the fist few strokes, but knowing time was short, he started to drive into her hard and fast almost immediately. The locker rattled from the power of his fucking her against it. Whispering against her mouth, he told her, “Talk to me, Ceci, I want to hear you talk dirty for me, baby.” His mouth moved to her neck where he bit and kissed her as his lips moved from the nape of her neck up to hear earlobe.

The sight and sound of their sex was attracting attention. As people passed by, more than a few stopped to watch the sight of the small beautiful woman pressed against the lockers with her black lover drilling her for all to see. Girls whispered among themselves as they moved on. The guys watched hoping to get a glimpse of her body. Derek was aware of them, and shifted slightly to allow onlookers a view of her naked breasts with his name hanging between them. He was proud of her wearing it, knowing the significance of it. Even is she did have other men in her life, she was at least partially his.
 
Their lips entwined with each other, both of them moaned their pleasure when he pushed into her. "Yes," She cried, her lips parted as her face twisted with a blissful expression. "God yes, Derek. I'm your little white slut and you're going to fuck me all over this school..." Ceci gasped, her legs wrapping tightly around him as he held her against the lockers. He was so strong she doubted he even felt the effects of her weight. It didn't take long for his thrusts to pick up their pace, pushing her harder into the lockers with every stroke. Ceci's hands gripped his shoulders to steady herself, moaning his name softly as he kissed her neck. The forbidden act they were taking part in, in their school hallway, it made her adrenaline rush, her pleasure rocketing even higher than before.

As students started to notice what they were doing, Ceci's inner voice lost it. You can't go back from something like this! What are you doing!? Her body tensed as her eyes slid over the onlookers, but instead of being horrified like her mind was, her lips curved into a smile. As some of the boys passed, she sent them a wink, Derek shifting so they could get a better look of her bare breasts and his necklace. Ceci was distantly aware that he was making a claim on her, but she didn't care. He could do whatever he wanted, it didn't mean she would be any different. Inside she was dying, shame and embarrassment trying to worm its way to the forefront of her mind. But something shut it out, keeping Ceci focused on the mounting pleasure between her legs. "Derek, yes!" She whispered, "Do you like the other boys watching you?" She purred, "Watching you while you fuck me against the lockers?" Ceci grinned. With each stroke his body seemed to drag across her clit, sending sparks of sensation through her, her toes curling and her eyes clenching shut. "All the little girls are jealous," She moaned, "Wishing they were me."

Ceci's nails dug into the fabric of his shirt, her breathing becoming more sporadic as her climax approached. They were having a quickie in the hallway and she was going to come undone while her back dug into the grooves of the locker. Then she was going to pull up her panties and take an exam, while the evidence of their joint pleasure soaked her panties through. The visuals she imagined of what others were seeing and what she would endure the rest of the day brought her even closer to the brink. "Derek, I want you to cum so bad..." She whimpered, "Fuck me faster," She begged. So far no teachers, or heaven forbid the principal had seen them. Though she was sure it wouldn't take long for word to spread. But rumors would remain rumors until the adults witnessed the deed first hand.
 
Derek nodded at her question. Absolutely he loved others watching them as he fucked her hard. While he knew that he didn't really have any control over her at this point, the fact that she was openly being claimed by him might deter at least most of the male population of the school. Nobody wanted to cross a football star, as that usually meant a reprisal from not just him, but from his teammates as well. Add that Derek was a hard hitting linebacker whose name was being talked about already in college circles as scholarship material and potentially NFL capable, and the fear factor was likely doubled. “Yeah, babe, I love them watching me as I fuck you. The girls may wish they were you, but I know the boys all wish they were me. Your hot little pussy is the most desired one in the entire school,” he told her huskily.

Her breathing was growing heated and showed how close she was already to climax. This had to be a quickie, since she had class and an exam shortly. The five minute bell had sounded, so she had less than that to get reorganized and get to class. Of course they had to finish first. Slamming his hard rod into her with nearly twice the power as before, hard and fast, he drove both of them to the brink of climax. With a loud deep moan, he came, filling her pussy with his thick seed. The power of his thrusts were enough to make the entire row of lockers shudder and complain from the force of motion. He kept going until she came before pulling out of her, a slender trail of his cum already leaking from her body.

Kissing her as he set her back down on her feet, he whispered against her mouth, “Think about me as my cum runs down your leg, Ceci. Remember your black stud. “ Moving his hands to her shirt, he helped pulled her bra back into place before buttoning her shirt back up. His fingers touched the necklace around her neck. “I hope this means to you what it means to me, Ceci,” he whispered, “I want you to be my woman. And while I suspect I will have to share you, remember to come back to me, ok?”
 
When her climax came she cried out, her legs gripping him even tighter as her hands clutched to his shoulders. "Derek," She gasped, her body pulsing in time with her orgasm. Their releases combined deep within her, only to slowly start to leak out as he pulled away. For a quickie it had left her very satisfied, her head a little woozy as she stared up at him. Her expression was that of a blissed out woman, her lips eager to embrace his when he kissed her. As her feet touched the floor, she shivered, Derek's husky tone making her crave him even more. She let him help her with her shirt and bra, all the while a trail slid down her thigh. "Mmm..I won't be able to forget you now..." She purred. Derek's fingers touched his necklace and his words caught her off guard. She regarded him with a small frown, "I'll come back to you.." She promised, grinning up at him. "Don't you worry..." She brushed off his confession with a slight wave of her hand.

Ceci reached down, pulling her panties back into place and wiping the trail of cum off her thigh. Maintaining eye contact with him, she slipped her fingers between her lips, sucking off the fluid. "Mm..Till later when I get my lunch..." She murmured. She bent down, grabbing her textbooks and then walked away from Derek, leaving him to stand at his locker as she sashayed down the hall. She ignored the people who had stopped to watch the entire scene unfold. She had a test to take.

Her first few classes went by slowly and all she could think about was the wet patch in her panties, making her squirm with frustration. She hated school. She wanted to get back to what she enjoyed doing. Since when!? Her inner voice cried out. You love school. You love learning. This is NOT you.. It tried to argue, but she the wall came snapping back down- silencing her. Ceci grew uncomfortable, her body yearning for a firm touch, and heated flesh beneath her fingertips. She'd never been so feverish for sex before. Not that she could remember at least. Remember.... Her head started to throb and she grumbled under her breath. Another headache. "Teacher!?" She called out, raising her hand. "I need to go to the nurse..." She complained. She was excused and stopped at her locker first, dropping off her books before wandering down the hallway. Lunch was going to be in twenty minutes and she wondered if she was better off just meeting Derek and then going to the nurse. She pulled out her phone, texting him to meet her on the third floor- in the chemistry lab. It was empty during the hour before and after lunch.

She made her way there after hitting send and let herself in. Ceci glanced around, finding the table she'd sat at with Derek the year before. With a sly grin she walked over and sat on top of the table, her legs dangling from the height.
 
Derek's day went by quickly, despite the fact that his mind was on Ceci the entire time. And it wasn't just the sex that made him think about her. The sex was fantastic, of course, but there was something special about her. Something in her that pulled a part of him that he didn't know he had, and in reality, he didn't, or rather shouldn't. After all, this was a created world, and outside of a few people who were in here, those who were not, like Derek, should have no soul. Yet Ceci was touching him there, where there should be nothing. And while he was unaware of it, he only knew that she drew him to her unlike any other woman he'd met. He needed her in his life.

When the text arrived, he smiled at it. Replying to her he told her that he would be there. The one perk of being on the football squad as a starter, he could come and go more or less as he pleased, since most of the staff loved their team. That he happened to be bright enough to be on the honor roll only helped his cause. Getting permission to leave his class, he made his way up to the lab. The choice in location not lost on him, as it had been where they had first met. And where he had fallen for her.

Arriving at the lab, he walked in and closed the door behind him, not at all surprised to see her sitting on their old lab table waiting for him. Setting his books down on one of the tables near the door, he sauntered over towards her. He was wearing his letter jacket, rather than his uniform blazer, another perk of being a star athlete. Pulling it off, he draped it around her shoulders. “Hey babe, I've been waiting for your text all day,” he whispered to her as he pulled her to him by the jacket and kissed her surprisingly tenderly.
 
When Derek arrived, her gaze quickly took in his appearance, Letter jacket and all. That was something she didn't like about Keith. He wasn't at school with her everyday. It was nice dating an older boy, but it didn't help when she needed attention. Ceci leaned back a little, her legs crossed in front of her. She nibbled silently on her lower lip as he approached, her eyes never leaving his powerful form. When the warmth from his jacket settled around her shoulder she smiled, “Mmm..” His distinct smell seemed to flare up around her, and mixed with his whispering tone made her eager for his lips. He pulled her forward using his jacket, and she grasped the front of his shirt with her small fists. The tenderness of his kiss surprised her, but combined with some of his other actions and statements it really shouldn’t of. It was obvious that Derek wanted more than Ceci was necessarily ready to offer him. She had Keith afterall- he was her boyfriend. Right? The voice in her head told her yes, Keith was her boyfriend and she needed to focus on him. Mostly on finding out where he’d been lately, but another part of her told her she needed to stop worrying and focus on the men that were around. Like Derek.

Ceci tugged on his shirt until they were pressing chest to chest, their lips still locked in Derek’s tender kiss. When Ceci broke away she stared up at him with a coy smile, “You really do like me...don’t you, Derek?” She whispered against his lips. “You’re so sweet…” Ceci pressed their lips together again, molding herself against him to absorb both his warmth and scent. “I could just tangle myself up in you all day long,” She cooed, trailing a flurry of kisses across his jawline. Small hands slid down the front of his shirt until they met the edge of his slacks, where they slowly pulled the excess fabric out of his pants so her hands could slide up his bare chest underneath. “I was going to go to the nurse for a headache,” Ceci pouted, “But so close to lunch I didn’t want to miss our date…” Her hands wrapped around the back of him, pulling herself to the edge of the table where she could also wrap her legs around him. Ceci rested her chin on his chest and grinned up at him, “Do you think you can be my Doctor and make sure I’m okay?” She teased. “I’m not sure I have money to pay my Doctor bill...so you might have to get creative in how I make it up to you…” Her eyes danced with playful intent as she pulled her legs and arms away, laying back on the lab table as if she felt faint. Ceci lifted an arm over her face, “I just feel so weary…” She gasped, playing the part of the patient.

It wasn’t a lie. Her head did hurt and she did feel tired, but she was hoping a little pick-me-up from Derek would get her back in the right spirit. He had practice in the evening and she knew he wouldn’t be available for her after school. Her mind wandered for a moment on what she would do after school. Her body wanted to be involved in certain extracurricular activities that her mind wanted Keith to be there for, but if he wasn’t- what did she do?

A soft wail fell from her lips, her leg lifting and bending, resulting in her skirt to ride up. “I think I need your medicine, Derek…” She moaned, giggling slightly when she finished. Ceci’s head lifted and she stared at him with a playful grin, “Touch me, Doctor…Before I simply fade away...” Her tongue slipped out from her lips, teasing him further as she watched him.
 
Derek sighed as she stroked his chest under his shirt. She was a magical young woman why wouldn't he really like her? Regardless, he nodded in response to her comment. “I do, Ceci,” he said with a soft caress of his deep voice, “very much so. Enough to know I want you to be mine, someday, mine alone. Do you think you would ever be happy that way? I know you have a very high sex drive, you have that aura to you. But I want to tame that wild animal if you'll let me.” He was sincere, but he also knew that she most likely wasn't looking for that from him, at least not yet.

As she played the patient needing urgent care, his hands moved along her body, caressing her for real now, not just with a deep soothing voice. Undoing her blouse for the second time today, he gave her breasts firm squeezes and her nipples firm flicks of his thumb as he removed her bra this time rather than just push it up. Putting her blazer back on afterwards, she was naked from the waist up under it. Leaning down, he sucked a nipple into his mouth, teasing it with his teeth. His tongue blazed a trail from her breasts slowly down her body to the top of her plaid skirt, which he flipped up to reveal her soaked panties, stained from their earlier sex by his cum. Peeling them down her long legs, he turned her so that her pussy was before his lips, placing her legs on his shoulders.

Looking up at her with his intense dark brown eyes, he smiled at her. “You know its a myth that black men don't go down on women,” he said huskily. As his tongue traced along her soaked nether lips, parting them gently. He took his time, not in any hurry. Between the period they were currently in, and the following lunch hour, they had nearly a full hour of time alone, and he wanted to make the most of it. Moving his thumb to her sensitive button, he used the coarseness of his skin from all the football he played to tease her, and excite her further. The mixture of their mingled juices made a unique taste that mixed her flavor along with the saltiness of his semen. Grinning up at her from between her legs, he took long strokes of his tongue along her slit, ending with it diving down into her and lapping on her clit as he came back out.
 
Ceci's smile faltered slightly, she wasn't sure what to tell him, so she was honest. "I don't know Derek...I just don't know..." She murmured. To devote herself to him completely would mean leaving Keith. He might leave you first! Her inner voice shouted angrily. Could she be happy with one man? You were with Keith! What happened?! She violently shoved the voice away, unwilling to listen to another second of it's nasty comments. Derek wanted to tame her. She wasn't sure how she felt about that. But he was too delectable to let go of just yet.

He ended up silencing any other words as his hands started to roam her body, her skin rising with goosebumps. Within moments she was wearing nothing on her chest but her blazer, her breasts fully revealed to his gaze. The moment his lips wrapped around one of her nipples she cried out, a bolt of desire hitting her deep. "Derek..." She moaned, her breasts heavy beneath his touch. Her skin burned where his tongue trailed, making her squirm and release breathy sighs. She felt the chill of the room as he flipped up her skirt, knowing his eyes were taking in the sight of her panties and the dark spot where his cum had soaked through. The next thing she knew she was moved, her legs over his shoulders, panties discarded, and his face intimately close to her sex. Their eyes met and his smile made her own lips twist up. "A my-" Her comment ended before it even began, her lips parting with a gasp of delighted surprise. His tongue was wet and warm as it slid between her lips, sending shivers up her spine.

Torture, pure and beautiful. That's what it was like to have him so devoted with his attention between her legs. He wasn't rushing like so many men did. Derek was taking his time with every tease of his thumb and slide of his tongue. She tried to watch him, seeing him between her legs was erotic and made her body restless with sensations, but it was too much. Her head fell back, resting against the lab table as she lost herself to the feeling of his tongue drawing more of her desire to the surface. She felt worshiped, his tongue skillful as it delved between her folds and set her blood to boil. She was unable to form coherent sentences, her lips lost to gasp and moan instead. Ceci's hands rested on the back of his head, fingers curling as her hips threatened to buck off the table. "Hold me down," She gasped, "God Derek!" She was suddenly gripping the edges of the lab table, trying to stop herself from squirming her way off.
 
Derek had expected worse than that she didn't really know. That was at least something that allowed for the idea to exist at some point. The way her body was responding to his treatment of her was powerful and gratifying to him. He loved making his lover feel good, to make her feel loved, needed, and desired. Even if it was just sex sometimes, that didn't mean that letting the woman feel it was more was inappropriate. Sensuality was important, and something far too many men ignored in their race to nut. He had been lucky, and learned young that making the woman want more and more was the best way to give her pleasure, and by doing so, it usually meant that his own pleasure would be so much more intense.

When she started to buck and squirm on the table, he placed a firm hand on her belly, holding her down. Slowly, he pulled his mouth away from her pussy and eased her legs off of his shoulders. Sliding her off of the table, he turned her around and bent her over it. “Something I should have done a year ago,” he told her huskily. “Fortunately, for your condition, your doctor makes house calls, including after hours ones. I might just have to come over tonight, and observe you over night, in case you need emergency doses,” he suggested heatedly.

The sound of his slacks and belt hitting the floor was followed by the press of his weight against her body, and the sensation of his hard thick cock rubbing along her soaked sex. It wasn't long before he slid it into her molten core, filling her as only he could. Ramming his shaft into her hard at first, he then started to make love to her slowly, giving her time to feel every inch of him as he moved inside her, and rubbing her clit with his shaft whenever he moved. Pulling her up by the shoulders, he pressed her against his body making full use of the position to cup her breasts with his hand and kissing her neck hungrily. Firm bites followed of course, but his tongue traced them softly as if to soothe the tortured skin.
 
The pressure from his large hand against her belly, holding her down and grounding her, intensified her pleasure. She moaned loudly, likely louder than she should have, moments before he lifted his lips and let her legs slide from his shoulders. Her chest was rising and falling rapidly and her cheeks were flushed. Ceci turned, pressing her breasts into the cold table as Derek bent her over. The chilled surface brought an ache to her breasts and she groaned with need, her hips wiggling at the way his voice sounded. "I think I need a round the clock watch, Doctor..." She purred, her legs parting. "I need you..." His weight pressed against her and she gasped, once again reminded of their startling size difference.

Then she felt him and she whimpered, the touch of his cock against her sensitive sex threatening to send her over the edge. What started off hard and powerful, tearing a sharp cry and loud moan from her lips, began to ease into a steady and slow pace. It was a different side of him, a different side of her that she found enjoyed his careful and deep strokes. It was a powerful feeling. To feel every little bit of him enter her and then slowly slide out, her breath catching with each slide of his shaft across her clit. "Derek," She breathed, her head falling back against his shoulder as he pulled her against his chest. Calloused fingers held her breasts and her hands reached back to caress his head. It wasn't what she'd expected or wanted when she asked him to come to the lab. She'd wanted a hard and fast fuck against the tables, maybe with her back against the chalkboard, but she couldn't deny that her body was still loving every second of what they were sharing.

Teeth sunk into her neck and her hips pushed back against him, only for her to then melt into his arms as his tongue soothed the stinging pain from each bite. She imagined him waking her up in the early morning by thrusting between her legs, tearing her from her dreams to enter another one where they enjoyed each other's bodies for hours until the sun rose. "Tonight. My house..." She moaned, turning her head so she could coax his lips to her own. When they were near enough she stole his lips in a passionate kiss that screamed desire, her tongue sliding along his lower lip before dipping forth to tangle with his own wet muscle. Each stroke brought her closer to a perfect and blissful end, but she didn't want to get there too quickly. She was enjoying each slow slide of his length within her, their bodies joined so deeply that she was sure they'd never part fully.

Ceci found herself considering more with Derek. He was obviously besotted with her. What more could she offer him? Nothing! You've got Keith! She once more found herself pushing away from her obnoxious inner voice. Derek's necklace was hot against her skin, hanging between her breasts and shifting with each move of their bodies. "Derek, please don't stop...This is..." She panted, "Perfect..."
 
Derek loved the feel of their bodies together, and that she loved how he made love to her. He had been worried that she would want the harder pace they had used the first two times. And while he loved a good rough fuck as much as the next guy, there were times when sweet soft love making was a nice change, and deserved to be shared with the right woman. And to him, Ceci fit that bill. And not just because he wanted her to himself, but also she was a wonderful lover, and he wanted to share every aspect of their sexuality with her.

“I don't plan to stop, baby,” he whispered huskily. Leaning into her to kiss her hungry lips with his own in a desperate battle for supremacy. She was a fantastic kisser, and it only made him want more. Without changing pace, he made his thrusts a little deeper, wanting to give her more of what she was enjoying. “Ceci, baby,” he moaned, “I need your lovin'.”

Despite the soft slow pace, he knew that a climax wouldn't be terribly far off, given the heat they were generating together. “Ceci, babe.. damn... I need you so much. Fuck.. be mine babe, I need you in my life and my bed as much as possible..” Finally he started to pick up the pace, giving her deeper more powerful thrusts at a steadily increasing pace.
 
Thrusts became deeper, but still the same intimate pace remained, giving her an other worldly experience. There was something more intense about Derek. She hadn't felt it with Tyler, or John, not even Kevin. Something that made her almost crave his touch and his voice. Was it the fact that he seemed so devoted to her? That he so openly declared his affections? Whatever it was, Ceci wasn't running away. Her mind was a confusing place to be, but it did know something about Derek was different.

Derek's pace picked up, deeper, stronger, and faster. Ceci's hands fell to where his arms were wrapped around her, her fingers digging into his arms as she gripped him for the support she didn't actually need. If her legs gave out on her, which she feared they would, he'd hold her up. She knew that. Her climax was approaching, she knew from the way her legs were shaking, her cheeks tingling from the intense sensations her body was experiencing. It was as if her limbs were growing numb, all growing silent as they waited for what was coming. "Derek," Ceci cried, her eyes wide and her lips parted as she felt it begin. It was unlike any they'd shared yet, it started deep and just exploded out to every fiber of her being. The tingling in her cheeks spread to her neck and fingertips, feeling as if she was so much more alive as her orgasm shook her. As Derek continued to thrust deep, she enjoyed the drawn out pleasure, each thrust pushing another wave of blissful ecstasy through her. Her cries didn't yield, they didn't quiet. Derek had made her unravel in a way she didn't remember experiencing.

With trembling lips, her legs weak and her body still pulsing around him, she moaned again, "Cum for me, Derek..." Ceci was still gripping his arms like they were her last lifeline, her chest rising and falling in time with her frantic heart beat.
 
The power of her climax took Derek's breath away. He couldn't remember any woman he'd been with ever cumming that hard, to have it be the girl that he really wanted was like something from a dream. His body shook from the power of her orgasm. Hearing her call his name as she came only made him want her more. That was something he didn't think possible, given how much his desire for her was already. Still the intensity seemed to grow more and more with each minute they were together. If he wasn't careful, he would fall completely for her.

Her urging him to climax while unnecessary was powerfully erotic, and he moaned in response to it. “Oh yeah baby?” he whispered heatedly against her neck. His pace grew frantic as he slammed into her hard to get himself off. His moans grew louder and closer together as his own climax was fast approaching. “Here it comes, babe...” he moaned out as his cock erupted inside her with the most powerful climax yet. Pumping what felt to him like an endless stream of hot semen into her body, he shuddered under the power of his orgasm, his toes curling in his shoes as he strained to support both of them in that moment.

Once he was done, he left himself inside her, but didn't move any longer, The sex was done for the moment at least, and he wanted the after sex intimacy. Stroking her beautiful long hair, he murmured against it as he told her, “We are great together, Ceci.. You are the hottest woman I've ever been with.”
He could hardly wait for tonight.
 
Ceci was overly sensitive after the completion of her orgasm and she couldn't keep still as Derek thrust himself to completion. She writhed against him until he finally stopped moving, her sex full of his burning release. She made a soft sound as he held her against him, her breathing still hard to control. She felt a hand in her hair and she leaned back against his chest, "That was fantastic..." She said in agreement. "Like I said yesterday..." She laughed softly, but then bit her lip as her laugh shifted his shaft inside of her. He hadn't pulled out and so he still touched her in ways that made her squirm with the slightest movement. "You should have taken me over this table long before now..." Ceci smiled and slowly pushed back against him, giving room so he would pull out. Once he had she turned to face him, her expression one of a very satisfied woman.

With a small jump she sat on the table, her legs spread as she coaxed Derek forward. With him close enough, she rested her head against his chest. His shaft was wet with both of their climaxes and it pressed against her exposed skin as she hugged him close. "I know you have practice later...But I'll leave the door unlocked at the house..." She explained with a bright grin. Her head turned so she was staring up at him. "Just come up when you get there...." She urged him. "Promise you'll show up?" Ceci pouted.

She knew there was no way he'd stand her up. Derek didn't seem like that kind of guy to begin with, but also what guy would stand a girl up when they knew they were going to get laid. More than once at that. Besides, she could see it in his eyes. He'd do anything for her. She could just feel it. If their night proved to be anything like their day, they were going to be late for school Tuesday. Ceci knew they'd sleep right through the alarm, or fuck right through it. That was still to be determined.
 
Derek laughed lightly as she reminded him of the lost time. “Yeah, I certainly should have made a move on you last year. Would be interesting to see where we would be right now,” he told her warmly. His hand running along her firm flat stomach, he grinned at her and suggested, “This belly wouldn't be flat still I don't think.” Kissing her tenderly, he whispered against her lips, “Would that turn you on? The idea of us having a child together? I know it turns me on like crazy.”


Holding her, he felt her head on his chest, enjoying the moment. Leaning his head down, he rested it lightly on her hair. Taking in every bit of her scent, the feel of her body pressed together with him. That they were both mostly naked didn't matter to him at that moment, that they were in one another's tender embrace was all that mattered. “Of course I'll be there tonight, no way I would ever stand you up. Maybe you should get a key cut for me,” he teased her with a smirk.

Stroking her hair softly, he sighed, “How long till you have to go?” He was in no rush to lose her touch, Nor her scent. Grinning, he thought of something. Kneeling down for a moment, he took her panties and placed them in his blazer's inside pocket. “Something to keep me through the long day until I can be with the real thing again,” he told her as he took her back into his arms and returned to their cuddled position.
 
Her eyes flashed with an unknown emotion as he mentioned a child growing within her womb again. Ceci smirked, "You and your baby..." She teased, licking her lips while she got lost in thought. "You'll just have to wait and see if you get your dream come true...Won't you, Derek?" Ceci mused. Most high school boys didn't have the same thoughts as Derek, it was an interesting change of scene. When he suggested her getting him a key she laughed and shook her head, "You'd like that..I have to keep you on your toes..." She teased, watching as he crouched down and grabbed her panties. Her brows rose in surprise as he slipped them into his pocket. "Oh...aren't we being dirty..." She acknowledged.

She let him pull her back into his embrace while she considered his question. "I should go now, honestly..." Ceci sighed, pulling back and then slipping off the table to stand beside him. She bent over, giving him a full view of her backside as she grabbed her bra and blouse off the floor. Slipping her blazer off, Ceci put her clothes back on in the proper order. Once she was situated she grinned up at Derek, "Sadly I have math after lunch and I can't miss it..." She leaned forward, wrapping her arms around his neck and standing on her toes to kiss him. "How about you play your cards right and we'll talk about that key soon, hmm?" She teased him again. Ceci let her hand drift down his chest until it reached his sex, where her hand wrapped around the semi-hard flesh. "Give this big guy a break so he's well rested for tonight..." She purred, giving him a slight squeeze before she turned and walked to the door. When she reached it she turned to look at him over her shoulder. "Keep my panties safe..."

The rest of her day passed uneventfully, her focus more on her torn morals than on any lesson she was forced to sit through. By the time she'd gotten home she was exhausted. The first thing she did was take a shower, cleaning off the mess of the day to get herself fresh for her evening ahead. She hunted through her lingerie drawer until she found a matching set of black stockings, a garter belt, sheer lacy bra, and panties. As was Derek's dark skin, the black fabric was a startling but appealing contrast to her light skin. For the sake of warmth she pulled a black silk robe on over the ensemble and crawled onto her bed. It didn't take long for sleep to overcome her.


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Which was exactly what her subconscious had wanted. Knowing it had no power while her body was in control, it could seek strength only while she slumbered. Keith, it cried, No..Rakith. Rakith! It realized. Ceci formed within the recesses of her mind, surrounded by a black abyss. She knew she would not be aware of anything when she woke, her dreams forgotten completely, but for the moment everything was right with her mind. And she felt them. Both of them. Alaric and Rakith. For what seemed like forever, she searched the black void around her, trying to get closer to the thin tendrils that still tied them all together.

When she found a piece, red and hot like a flame, she grasped it tightly. Her dream self cried out, the darkness ripped apart as she fell to her knees. When she opened her eyes she saw none other than her love. Her true and real love. He was on his hands and knees, his face bowed to gaze at the ground beneath him. "Rakith..." She gasped, lifting her hands to grasp his face and pull it up to look at her. The edges of their existence were hazy, hinting that they were not physically real.

While half of Ceci's mind wandered to Rakith's side, the other half was still searching for the tendril that connected her to Alaric. When she found him, his line was blue and chilled to her touch. Grasping it fully she once again felt a sharp pain as she was pulled from her black void and inserted into his dream. She didn't see him immediately and she called out, "Alaric?" Ceci's voice was panicked, her concern obvious. It was her only chance. She needed to find him. She needed them both.
 
Rakith hung in the darkness, his mind was elsewhere. He was trying desperately to find Ceci through their link. But it was so difficult. Ozramis had trapped him well, and while he could feel the link, he couldn't seem to control it. Of course he could feel her through the link. And he could feel her mind losing ground steadily to the fate Ozramis had condemned her to. Was his foe so foolish to think that by turning his woman into a cock crazed little minx would ruin what they had? Rakith knew that he would love her and with their bond, he knew she still loved him. And then there was Alaric. The man had bound himself to Ceci, though he knew from the link that had he not, she would have been bound to a far worse man who was a puppet of the Cabal. So despite his anger at the binding, he knew it was for the best for Ceci. Finally unable to find her, he let his mind drift into the deep slumber he allowed himself to avoid the pain and humiliation that Ozramis was heaping on him.

And of course that was when she found him. Rakith's mind saw her in her clothing from the future. She was beautiful, even if she had a chain around her neck with another man's name. Who was this Derek? Did he want to know? “Ceci?” he called out in the dream...”My love,is that you?”

Laying asleep in the ship carrying him back to the Holy Land, Lord Alaric slept fitfully. His dreams had been troubling now for many nights. The words kept coming back to him every night. Remember. Run you clever boy, and remember. Who was this woman's voice in his head? He felt he should know. Yet, it was always just out of reach for him. He knew only that she was beautiful and whomever she was, he loved her. But why would he have left a woman he loved behind? A Templar didn't do such things, even in times of crisis.

Then suddenly there she was. In strange clothing unlike anything he'd seen before. And who was this... Derek person? And why did he have his name around her neck? C...Something... her name was C... something... What was it? Ceci? Yes, Ceci! How could he forget her? “Ceci? What are you doing here? And who is this fiend who claims you as his?”
 
Ceci was close to tears as she heard Rakith's voice. "Yes...Yes...It's me...I'm here..." She gasped, "Rakith where are you?" She sounded a little panicked, "Where did he send you?" She asked quickly. Both in the mental creation of their physical image, they sat in front of each other. Her legs were beneath her as she knelt beside Rakith. Ceci wanted nothing more than to remain in his presence, mental as it was, for as long as possible. "I...I don't know where I am...But something isn't right..." She murmured, her gaze shifting to her lap. "A lot isn't right..." She looked up, trying to search Rakith's expression. "I can't believe I found you..." Ceci was a little in awe that she'd managed to reach out to him. It wasn't something she'd been aware they could do. Desperate times she guessed...

"Is he hurting you?" Ceci whispered, her expression shifting from panicked to concerned.


When Alaric remembered, he finally came into focus, Ceci turning to see him. His clothes were not what she remembered him wearing before, but she didn't comment on them. His comment however surprised her and she looked down at what her mind had reflected in her attire. It was what she was wearing as she lay in her bed asleep. Derek's necklace was still around her neck. That probably wasn't for the best. "I came to find you..." She responded softly, crossing the space that their setting provided. "Derek?" She laughed softly, "Some creation of Ozramis' I assume..." She shook her head, leaving out the details of what was happening in her world.

"Where are you, Alaric?" She tried to redirect his focus. He needed to worry less about jealousy and more about getting reunited. "You and Rakith...I need you.." She stated, her brows knitting together. "It's Ozramis...I can't resist the world he's put me in..." A shiver rocked her body. "I don't know how to escape it...My mind is not my own...Even now I can feel it trying to pull me away from our connection. Yours and Rakith's..." Ceci sighed, her hands forming small fists at her helpless state. "Can you escape where you are, Alaric? Can you come to me?"
 
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