Take Me So Well by Raven Rose (18+)

Aug 6, 2024

20 min read

Raven’s hands shook as they paced the hotel room, their nerves kept them on edge like a chihuahua in a high heel factory. Everything felt precariously like a dream, but weighted with a finality they’d spent a lifetime searching for. Understanding wasn’t easy to come by in this world. It was even harder if you had something different about you and/or you could not hide it. Finding someone to, for lack of a better term, put up with your shit, was harder than it seemed. Loving oneself in this economy was verging on illegal. Finding a person to more than tolerate you? Unrealistic.

Despite the world being all too eager to supply cruelty and life lessons, Raven was desperate for the tiniest sliver of peace. Thus, they’d scraped and scrounged for this chance to escape what kept them shackled to self-hate, and grasp peace with two hands. And maybe their mouth or pussy or a—

A loud buzz sound interrupted one of Raven’s most basic drives only to replace it with an another. They freeze for a solid 5 seconds before they realize they’re not having an aneurysm , their phone was just vibrating. They pulled it out of their jean’s pocket and stared at the screen in disbelief - at everything they never knew they needed.

Breathe, beautiful.

Raven was overcome with an intense barrage of feelings. The sensations started in their nethers and bubbled upward, like the butterflies in their stomach might have rabies. It felt like torture. It could be magic. They thought they might throw up. They were scared they might be in love. Raven was struggling to remember why they thought meeting someone they cared about and wanted to impress was a good idea. Oh no, this was a terrible plan. They looked back down at their phone about to start typing an apology and get very real about absolutely choking at the last minute — and not in a way that is fun at all.

Raven swung the door wide and there was a person on the other side of it, fist raised to knock and a phone in his other hand. The phone in Raven’s hand vibrates again, and they look down at it where a message makes its delivery known.

Ready or Not…

Raven looks up into the face on the other side of the door that flashes them an awkward grimace. “I regretted it the second I sent it and realized it was creepy, I’m sorry.”

There’s a beat of silence and then Raven bursts into laughter at the look of stark horror on his face. Neither of them could be sure whose panic sweats are worse at that moment, but the ease of realizing the other person was just another stupid human trying their goddamn hardest to survive was a welcome boon. It allowed Raven to step out of the self-hatred spiral that wanted to take hold and see him exactly as he was.

The smile on his face was sheepish and sweet. It triggered the ooey-gooey memories of conversations the two of them had, the vulnerability each of them bared, the friendship forged. Raven remembered being wildly enamored with his soul. It all rushed in on them in an instant, and they flushed, staring at his mouth for an indeterminate amount of time. His smile slowly morphed and sharpened like a knife. Raven licked their lips and looked up into his eyes, heat meeting heat, and nodded once.

He moved fast and Raven wasn’t ready for it, but they didn’t really want to be. As he kicked the door closed, his hand wrapped around Raven’s throat, and they stumbled back with the force of him pushing them up against the wall. He leaned in, kissing Raven’s quaking lips and tightened his grip, forcing out a gasp. It gave him the perfect chance to slip his tongue into their mouth.

Raven responded on instinct and sucked his tongue deeper, massaging the length of it with their own and making him rumble like a big kitty. Their hands shot out to grab onto him, but he slapped their spindly limbs away and flipped up their shirt up so he could slip a hand down the front of their pants. Despite the fingers still squeezing their neck, Raven yelped out in pleasure as a thick finger forced their slick lips apart.

With an approving growl, he crooked said finger, fucking deep into their pussy, and forcing a moan out of their mouth. He leaned back to get a good look at Raven’s face with both his hands dutifully occupied. Their mouth hung slack and their eyes blinked lazily, hooded with lust and pleasure as he pumped into their cunt. “I just got here, but you’re so fucking wet, angel. Did you do all the prep work for me, Baby Girl?”

"No..." Raven simpered at the endearment and their knees knocked, despite the large hand that forcied their thighs apart. “It's just… like that…”

“Oh, so your pussy is just accidentally this wet? All for me?” He grunted and fit two fingers inside of Raven. "That’s a very good little fuckdoll."

They keened loudly, and the feeling of fullness made Raven want to explode. They listed uselessly up onto their toes as he hit a spot inside of them that felt transcendent.

He was loudly amused. “Didn’t think you were such a desperate slut, little pup, but fuck… Aren’t you such a handsome sight stretched over my fingers?”

“Oh fuck…” Raven groaned and their cunt started clenching.

“Already!?” he cheered and fucked his fingers harder into Raven, forcing another orgasm on them that made their thighs shake. “That’s my beautiful baby boy, you take me so well.”

“SHIT!” Raven squealed and their body rolled with the force of their orgasm, chasing the thick fingers pumping in and out of them.

“Gorgeous!” He growled, sliding his hand out of their underwear - much to Raven’s displeasure. He laughed at their clearly frustrated efforts to clamp their legs shut and trap his hand, but ultimately ignored them. He just flipped the button of their pants open and tugged the zipper down with his slick covered fingers. Despite Raven’s half hearted pleas for more, he used the grip he had on their neck to pull them closer for a deep, deep kiss. Once Raven seemed satiated, like a contented kitten, he pulled away and forced them back against the wall.

This time facing it.

Held pinned by the back of their neck, Raven put their hands out to cushion their impact on the wall. They needn’t worry, as the grip on their neck was sure and only tightened as he maneuvered them with an exacting precision. His other hand grabbed their hips and yanked them back. Raven’s feet shuffled after the momentum for balance, but before they got a chance to settle, he was kicking their heels apart. They whined through the gut deep clenching of their pussy and ended up ass out, feet more than a shoulder’s with apart, slightly bent over, and pressed face first into the wall.

“Inspection time, darlin’,” he grumbled and hooked one of his big hands in the back of their pants before tugging them down over their ass. With Raven’s thighs spread, the pants couldn’t go lower than just beneath the globe of their buttocks, where thigh met cheek.

Raven’s heated skin prickled in the cold air of the hotel room and it didn’t take more than a blink for the slap to resound as he spanked them.

“Gods, your ass is spectacular.” He grips the soft skin in his palm and squeezes with his fingers in a way that stretches Raven’s cunt wide open. He spanks them again and runs a soft hand over their simple black underwear, cheeky, but mostly keeping them covered. With a pleased hum, he pulls their underwear down too, and lets out a long low whistle. His fingers trailed the soft skin between each cheek until it rest on the simple slim handle of the plug Raven had been wearing for the last new hours after prepping themselves that morning.

"Surprise?" Raven attempts for a dry humour. He gently presses against the plug, pushing it deeper into their hole, and they moan and ruin the bit. Their knees knock again and they have to press their forehead against the wall to maintain some sense of composure before they're tempted to drop to their hands and knees, begging to be mounted.

The growl that came out of his mouth was so far past erotic it turned Raven's eardrums into erogenous zones. “You're fucking amazing.”

Raven couldn’t actually look back at him from their position of being pinned to the wall like a bug. A whine squeezed out past their clenched teeth as his fingers played with the plug and spread them open. He whistled approvingly at the absolutely depraved way their pussy squelched with his machinations. He chuckled with a vindictive glee at the way Raven's back arched when he carefully pulled the plug out.

It took a second for the haze of lust to clear, leaving Raven to stare out in the only direction they could. But with how they were pinned, their eyes suddenly lock on the reflection moving in on the mirrored doors of the closet. He ground his erection against the bare swell of their ass. From the top of his head, down to his clunky boots, he was one glorious sight indeed. Raven couldn’t tear their eyes away from the look on his face and the utter reverence with which he stared down at their body on display and aroused, all for him.

One of his thick thighs planted between both of Raven’s, and he took hold of either of their hips and forced them back into the lean of his pelvis. His grip kept their ass spread wide as he rubbed the rough jeans over his cock against the soft skin of Raven’s bare ass, and Raven let out a soft little mewl at the strain. He took one of their hips and used it to guide their ass into a gentle little roll, grinding them down on his thick thigh. He repeated the motion over and over, torturing Raven’s clit and forcing their wetness into the rumpled clothing between them. They whined through the wondrous excruciation, tilting their hips and pushing a deeper bend to their back as they rocked back into him.

“That’s it, baby. You gonna come on my thigh?” he rumbled, pleased with the way Raven’s hips stuttered towards orgasm with the delightful little mewls they tried to hold back. "Answer me, Raven," his demand was grave.

“Yes! Shit!” Raven admits reluctantly, cumming in a mess of mumbled curses.

“Didn’t tell ya to stop, babe.” He continued to force their hips into the same motion, tortuously dragging out the orgasm that had them desperate to be filled. He moved and slowly thrust back against them. “Gods… I can’t wait to pump you full of my cum.”

“Please…” Raven whines, wiggling their ass further into his erection.

“Fuck me!” He growls, spanking their ass again and stepping back. “Now, stop distracting me.” He presses their face against the wall with a might bit more force. “Hands behind your back and don’t fucking move.”

Raven follows directions and clasps their arms behind their back, holding onto their elbows and putting all their weight on the wall in front of them. They feel the way his hands ghost down their back and arms, tracing the way they hold themselves for him. He knelt before following the length of their spine to the curve of their ass, and gripped both ass cheeks in his hands, stretching them wide open. Raven’s pussy was in fact dripping wet and glistening. He didn't have to inspect that hole to know it's very much ready for him. He rubbed their clit and kissed the backs of their thighs, making them quiver. He dove in, tongue thrusting and lapping at their cunt as his hands groped their ass, making them moan high and loud for him. They came and he dared not hold back with the way their pussy clenched so sweetly around his tongue.

Raven couldn't stop their orgasms from rolling into each other. They scream against the wall and try not to lock their knees to keep them from giving out. Two fingers plunged into their pussy and scooped out their wetness like honey, spreading it into the puckered hole pulsing with the need to be filled again.

"Please —," Raven choked off with a scream as a searing pain sunk into their left ass cheek.

He pulled back his lips in a snarl and nearly shook his head with their flesh still between his teeth, much like a wolf with now limp rabbit. He let go of their skin and spanked the bite mark, making Raven yelp out a curse. "I didn’t ask you a damn thing," he snarled and then made a deliberate show of loudly spitting right onto Raven’s anus.

Before Raven can even pretend to protest, he sunk his index finger into their hole and began pumping. He spat again and worked in another finger with brutal efficiency that had Raven shouting out another orgasm. As his fingers fuck into them, his mouth descends on the dripping and agonizingly empty pussy where he teasingly thrusted his tongue.

Raven’s next orgasm was a brutality through their entire body, shaking and seizing every single muscle and forcing pleasure on them that they can barely contain. Another scream ripped through their throat, another smack landed on the bite mark already bruising their ass, and fingers forced their way into their panting mouth.

"Clean those off for me, sugar," he growled and pumped them into Raven’s mouth as they moaned. "That’s right, just what you need. Daddy’s fingers’ covered in my spit and your cum, fresh from fucking your ass. Absolutely perfect, pet." He shoved his fingers into the back of Raven’s throat, forcing a gag. "That could be a fuckin’ symphony!" He finger-fucked their throat and dragged his hard as hell erection through the wetness coating their ass and thighs. "Look at you. Such a pretty little thing, gagging on my fingers, almost as pretty as when its my cock down your throat."

Raven’s eyes roll into the back of their head as their throat and pussy constrict. A soft sob garbled around his fingers as they came, and he takes a moment to spank them six times, three on each side.

"That’s my pretty boy," he growled and ground into their ass. Raven practically came again at the pride in his voice. "So beautiful when you come for me, aren’t you princess?"

"Yes," Raven simpered.

SMACK!

"Yes what?"

The word was stuck in Raven’s throat, deeper than his fingers once were, and holding tight. There’s such a weight behind this admittance, it's hard to just let the words go, even when passion seems to pilot Raven more than sense. It’s not just that he’s stopping to check in on Raven, it’s that even in this maddening dance of violence and pleasure, he still wants to know what they want. "Yes…" they swallow the fear that the trust wants to smother, "Daddy."

SMACK!

"Good girl. Good fucking girl, goddamn. No wait, say it again, little one!" His fingers tangle in their hair and twist, "Right fuckin’ now."

"Yes, Daddy!" Raven shouts over the cacophony of insecurity.

"FUCK!"

Raven was disoriented by the nearly guttural sound of approval and need that came from behind them. Their face was pulled off the wall and they’re spun around and unceremoniously slammed back against it. Being short, he easily towered over them as his fingers wrapped back around their neck.

"Get both our pants off," he demanded and then leaned down, capturing Raven’s lips in a ravenous kiss. Raven only hesitated as they metaphorically scooped their brains off the floor, then pushed their pants further down their hips as they kissed him. They maintained the deep kiss and shimmied their legs, shuffling their feet as their own pants dropped. They finally had his unbuttoned — the fucker wore button fly jeans that had them biting at his lip a hair too hard. He barked out an expletive at the bite the same time his belt hit the floor, and he pulled back, but his hand never left Raven’s throat. They smiled up at him, teeth stained red, and his crimson grin stretched near maniacally. He knelt and scooped Raven’s knee over his shoulder in one fell swoop, and dove back into their pussy.

Raven shouted out their orgasm as he latched onto their clit. They tried to bend in half with the force of the pleasure overriding their muscles, but his grip on their throat kept them pinned to the wall. They ground back against his mouth in a dance-like, lust filled haze.

He pulled away, barely, to demand almost directly from the source, "Another."

Raven squealed past the grip on their throat as another orgasm sure as shit listened to him more than they’d ever listened to Raven. They couldn't quite give a fuck as they rode the waves of pleasure his mouth supplied.

He moaned into Raven’s cunt and his hand gripped their thigh with a brutality only forged within the insanity of need. He intended to fuck his fingerprints into their skin’s memory, and make them carry the debt of his pleasure past a lifetime and into forever. His tongue lapped at the plump outer lips of their vulva, biting down on the skin with just enough pressure to have them jerking back into his face, begging him for more with their movements and the way their pussy clenched right in front his very eyes.

Raven already felt ready to combust again when the hand around their neck and thigh both tensed. His mouth abandoned its post and its ardent efforts. Though that was enough to make Raven redirect their attention, the searing pain on their inner thigh sure did as it also eked out a scream. Their eyes drop to meet his and his teeth are still sunk in their flesh.

He gazed up at them with an ardor meant for wondering at the cosmos and smiled as his fat tongue snuck out to lap at the brutal bruising adornment. "Better keep that leg up on my shoulder." A challenge already formed in his gaze as his hand traveled from the outside of their thigh to meet his mouth at the apex of them both. Raven hooked their knee over his shoulder with an alarmingly single-minded focus. Though they could have hit him with a semi truck and his attention wouldn’t have, couldn’t have, been diverted from watching the way he sunk one finger into their cunt and another into their ass. He pumped into them once, twice, and then leaned in again to lap against their clit and pull it between his lips.

Raven went full supernova, hot, fast, and a glorious destruction. Their eyes rolled back and their head followed, thudding into the wall behind them. Their entire body curled into him and refused to let him move an inch with the way their leg kept him clamped to them. In another breath the hand from around Raven’s throat jumped up to their jaw and tugged their face down. Raven’s eyes shot open as their chin hit their chest. With his hand clamped above their jawbone, he held their gaze in place.

His eyes were wide open and practically burning as he gazed up at Raven from between their thighs. Another wave of pleasure tried to take over Raven’s body, muscles twitching, eyes trying to close and focus on the phenomenal power of their orgasm, but his grip on them held them sure. The hand on their jaw tightened, as if demanding Raven’s attention. They refocused on his gaze, bright, brutal, and consuming, and then came again. He looked extremely pleased with himself and the way Raven cursed in four different languages, two of which might not have been created yet.

When most of Raven’s faculties returned to them, he was already standing up and that leg was still up on his shoulder as he positioned himself at their entrance. He slid right into the tight channel with almost no resistance, despite the way Raven’s pussy clamped down on his cock like a vice.

"Fuck!" Raven screamed but it was soon swallowed as he forced their mouth to his with his grip still on their jaw. He pumped into them nice and slow, making sure to take his time coating his cock with the slick juices of their cunt, all so he could tighten his grip on their throat and slam back in. He fucked Raven up on to their tip toes, their body contorted for his pleasure, bent, gasping, stretched, begging, they were completely at his whim.

"You’re perfect," he moaned into Raven’s smiling mouth. "Fuckin’ perfect!" He punctuated his adoration with brutal thrusts that had them whining through another orgasm, wrecking them through an assortment of clenching muscles. He fucked them brutally through the haze of pleasure that had the two so wrapped up in each other they’d lost all sense of time and place. He held Raven so surely, slamming into them with the wall at their back, creating an unrelenting backdrop that bounced them back onto his cock with a delightfully slick slurp.

"Daddy, please…" Raven begged but couldn’t tell you what for.

He seemed to know regardless, adjusting his grip on them and planting a deep kiss on their mouth as he thrusted relentlessly into their clamping pussy, feeling like they hadn’t stopped cumming since he first slid home inside them. "Fuck!" He snarled and let himself truly lose his composure, not only fucking into Raven’s tight little cunt with an insatiable need, but by the grip he had on their body, he forced them down on his cock much harder than they could fuck themselves. The scream that came out of their mouth was like a chorus of angels.

He can barely hold back the crazed desire that drove him now. He tugged on their pliant little body and Raven folded in his arms like reeds in a summer wind, moaning and rolling into him, pawing at him disjointedly, suddenly bereft without him inside them. "Don’t you worry, baby. I’ll take care of you, I’ll give you what you need," he rumbled into their lips as he dragged them towards the bed and laid them down on their back. He climbed on after them and positioned himself on his knees between their spread thighs. One hand grabbed at an ankle and lifted it straight up like a fish he caught, and his other hand wrapped around his cock, so hard it feels like it might shatter if it doesn’t go right back inside them. "Hold on tight, sugar," he mutters and pushes himself into their ass in one, slow thrust.

Raven was forced flat onto their back when he grabbed their other ankle and lifted it up in the air, suspending both of their legs in a tight V. He held their ankles secure enough to bruise, leaned slightly forward, and thrust his thick cock into their ass hard. It stretched so perfectly around him and clenched even tighter. The rest of Raven tried to flail from the pleasure, but he bent over them, further fucking them into the mattress.

"Ain’t getting away, darlin. Play with those tits for me." He bit out the demand and punctuated it with a hard snap of his hips. Raven keened at the pleasure and their hands obeyed so obediently, grabbing onto their big tits and playing with their nipples, pinching and tugging them, making them pucker under the attention. "Fuck yes!" The growl in his chest sent a thrill through Raven as another orgasm took them by surprise. He took both of their ankles into one of his hands and extended his arm, bending Raven almost in half and giving him a perfect view of his cock sliding in and out of their ass as they cried out his name over and over.

His free hand spanked their thighs through another orgasm and he was practically in heaven with the way their tight little hole milked his cock. He thought, this must be it. Nothing would beat this. Raven came and sobbed his name, squeezing their tits till there were welts on their skin. He was about to cum because there was nothing more perfect than this, than them. He let go of their ankles and their legs wrapped around him instinctively, forcing him to bend over them, crushing them into an intimate missionary position with him still rock hard and firmly lodged in their ass.

Raven was pinned beneath him, they couldn’t escape the sensations lighting them up as he thrust inside their ass with a loud moan that had them wanting to cum on the spot. When one of his hands dropped between them and began to rub their clit in slow circles, he pulled out in an agonizingly slow thrust that had Raven quite literally scrambling for grip on his shoulders as they were overcome. He fucked back into their ass, holding them tight, and refused the allowance. He wouldn't let them avoid the pleasure, the intensity, the way he completely and utterly owned every inch of them, inside and out. There was no more pretending now. Raven was his.

That sense of possession and pleasure kicked at him like a mule. He felt the way they were linked together, in his gut, eye to eye, lost in a pleasure beyond anything they’d ever imagined before. He would never shake the way they fit around him, perfect like a song. He couldn’t forget the way their eyes lit up with pure need and an effortless lust that had him leaking like a sieve.

The sensation was intense, their mounting pleasure gathered between them like their bodies were a brewing storm right before the moment lightning strikes. His large hands found their way to Raven’s face, holding them in place as he gazed down at them.

"Eyes open," he demanded and they acquiesced like it was the easiest thing in the world. They gazed up at him through half lidded eyes, watching him with a devotion that kept them from blinking. "Beautiful…" Their face crumpled with the praise and he felt their ass clench around his cock as they came and drove him further into a madness that had him nearly rabid.

"Cum in me," Raven begged. A sob escaped their bitten lips and tears streamed down their cheeks as their nails dug into his shoulders. "Please Daddy… Fill me up, please?"

"Eyes on me, then little one, show me those pretty eyes?" He was close to begging himself, unable to stop the way his cock needed to be seated inside of them to the hilt. They rolled their hips against him and it was his eyes' turn to roll back into his head. One of the hands cradling their cheek slid its thumb towards their mouth and they opened to him without hesitation. Sobbing with his thumb between their teeth, they came again to him fucking their ass like it was their last night on earth.

"That’s it kitten, suck on it good," he encouraged with a vindictive glee as he watched the way their eyes lit up and felt their ass tighten around him. "Take what you need from me, little one. Daddy’s got you now."

Another sob choked Raven’s throat as tears made their eyes close to luminous, staring up at him with so much love and adoration. There was nothing that could replace this sensation that had him feeling close to God-like. It might be comparable to the way their ass takes him so perfectly. It had his mind growing weak with the desire to completely black out and rut inside of them until there’s nothing left, until this need he feels tearing him to pieces is satiated.

Raven sucked on his thumb and rolled their hips as their legs grappled around him. He watched the moment the orgasm truly hits them and it probably resembles the beauty of Aphrodite emerging from the seas with how truly transcendent pleasure becomes on them. As they came around him, they begged for him to cum too and the last thing he could do was deny them what they truly want. He pressed his forehead into theirs and held them tight as his hips stuttered into them without restraint. The only beat he cared to keep was in time and tune with the moans and screams that come from those perfect lips.

He doesn’t let hesitation or the need for control stop him this time. There was nothing more Raven seemed to want than this, and so he would give it to them in spades. His cock throbbed and the sensation thudded into the base of his spine and outward. He came with a growl, shooting thick ropes of his cum inside of them. Raven, the little minx, just moaned through the sensation of each pulse stretching them to their limit. But pleasure doesn’t give a fuck about being out of bounds and so neither did he. Whatever free hand was to be had found Raven’s clit, and he decided he was not quite done with the way his cum made their ass feel that much better. He was still hard and Raven hadn’t stop cumming.

He fucked them brainless and boneless, into a beautiful heap in his arms covered in tears and bruises and their mixed cum. There was nothing quite so glorious as that sight, and he decided to commit it to memory, he’d paint it and hang it in his home if he could. It was something he’d fuck his hand to any day of the week if he couldn’t get back to this delightful little body he intended to worship well into forever. He wrenched one more sobbing orgasm out of Raven and then pulled out, much to their dismay.

They begged him for a plug and he acquiesced, and didn't hide the approval and pride he felt when they pleaded to keep his cum inside of them. He got them sorted and situated and carried them to the bathroom, getting them set up in the shower chair before he went back to change the sheets. They’d made the perfect mess, and he had no problem witnessing the way their passions played out, and making space on the canvas for it to happen all over again.

It was his soul's greatest joy that when he got back to bathroom, Raven hummed the song they said reminded them of him. It was the easiest thing in the world to join them, kneeling in front of their chair as the water poured over them both in a cascade. He started massaging their thighs and was going to work his way up their body, reassuring himself and them that they were not just loved, but precious. They were each other's most cherished posession.

He was almost shocked by their small hands on his shoulders, moving up to sink into his wet hair. They’d snuck in some shampoo and started massaging the bubbles into his scalp. He couldn’t quite help the way his eyes rolled back into his head, and that thrumming comes to life back in his chest.

"Good kitty," Raven muttered playfully, barely above a sigh.

His eyes opened up and captured their gaze. Raven smiled at him like they didn’t just shift his entire world and reframe every bleak little thought he ever had in his head to revolve around them. He just hummed that purring sound louder, nuzzling his soapy head in their chest, delighted by their amused little giggles from above him. It wasn’t until their lips press against his forehead that he really understands he’s not dead and this wasn’t heaven. Though it was the closest he’d ever cared to get. His hands found their soft little body of their own accord, and he'd gleefully let himself die a little more if it meant he can have his fill of them from this day forward.