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You and Caleb burst through the door, all over each other. As you made your way to the bedroom, articles of clothing were slowly discarded off your bodies.
He cages you underneath him on the bed, kissing down your neck. You enjoy the feeling, but are quick to speak up. You had a plan tonight, and while you knew he'd put up a fight, you were determined to beat him.
"You won't... win so easily..."
"Yeah? Just how do you think you're gonna get the upper hand, pips?" His voice is low and sultry, smiling against your skin as he speaks.
Caleb gently bites at your neck, trying to make you falter, to give up. No. You will win control over him this time. You move one of your legs up between his, putting pressure on his groin. He lets out a low groan, and you move your hands up his bare chest, stopping when you reach his nipples.
"Ah, so it's like that?" He moves his arms down to grip your waist. "Tryin' to find my weak spots?" You could hear the mirth in his voice. He's being too cocky, you wanted him under you, now.
You attempted to push him to the side, pulling yourself up, trying to move from his grasp. Suddenly you felt that all-too-familiar weight on you—his Evol. It forced you flat against the mattress again, containing you beneath him.
"Damn you—Caleb!"
"You'll have to work harder if you really want to pin me down, pipsqueak~" A playful scowl found its way to your face. Oh, you will work harder, and he'll realize you're not messing around this time.
Luckily, he'd only applied his Evol to your torso, meaning you were free to use your hands as you please. You reached up and placed your hand against his chest, immediately resonating with him. Using his Evol against him, he turns weightless, giving you the perfect opportunity to flip him over to where you once were.
He gasps as his back hits the mattress, his necklace jingling as it settles on his chest.
"I'm in control tonight. So be a good boy and obey." You lean down over him, your tone commanding. You tug his necklace upward, teasing but firm, smirking at his shocked expression.
Caleb swallowed hard. You were insanely hot when you got like this, he loved every bit of it. It took everything in him not to give in and let you take control, to be a good boy like you wanted. But he wanted to push your buttons, to see how far you'd take it, and hopefully, you'd punish him.
He smirked up at you, mischief in his gaze. "Commanding the commander is no easy task, pips. How do you expect to keep me in check?"
You climb on top of him—straddling his hips. A groan emerges from his throat when you push your own hips down onto his clothed cock. You take both of his hands, pulling them over his head and lean down, licking a long stripe along his neck.
"You'll obey if you want to cum," You whisper before biting his flesh, pulling back to reveal a mark and a flushed expression on Caleb's face. "Understood?"
He turns his head to the side, cheeks and ears red from your dominant demeanor. His heart was racing, his cocky attitude from before was already fading away, falling right into the trap you laid for him. He nods sheepishly, awaiting your instruction.
Smirking, you get to work. Using your tongue, you trail down to his nipple again, lapping over it before taking it in, sucking on it while your hand massaged the other one.
He let out a sound you hadn't heard before. Submissive whimpers emerged from his lips as he subtly arched his back off the mattress.
Of course, you were used to hearing him moan and groan during head, and sex, but whimpering? This was new, and damn was it hot.
However, while the feeling did elicit these noises out of him genuinely, he was mostly playing it up for you. Little did you know, he still had a few tricks to make you crack just like you thought he did just now.
You pull away from him, his nipples now tinted red and a bit puffy. You unclasp his belt, and in a swift motion, you pull it from his belt loops. Tossing it onto the bed, you go to undo his pants, palming his cock through his underwear.
He lets out a low groan, and you smirk at him.
"I love how responsive you are, so cute."
You heard him scoff. He propped himself up on his elbows, finding that cocky expression again.
"Just wait, you'll be in my position responding the same way in a bit, pips~"
Your eyes darken as you look down at him. You weren't going to challenge him, that's what he wanted. If it were any other time, you would've, but not now. Tonight, he was yours, not the other way around.
With a little more force than even you expected, you get off of him, and push him back down, pulling his pants the rest of the way off. Bending over, you pick up the hat from his uniform, positioning it onto your own head before turning back to him.
"Colonel."
"What?"
Caleb's pupils were blown, stunned by how attractive you were. You crawl back up on top of him, slowly, keeping eye contact as you fix your hips to his, grinding down as you come into contact.
"Call me Colonel."
A breathy laugh rings out of him.
"Colonel?"
"Good adjutant~"
Oh.
Caleb didn't expect to like that as much as he did. He was used to playfully switching roles during missions with you, but during sex was new. His face immediately flushed a darker shade of red, his eyes widening as a wave of arousal hit him like a truck. You giggle at him, satisfied with his flustered response.
He was breaking this time. Even you could see the cockiness in his demeanor slowly fade into submissiveness. It was only a matter of time before he gave up the act completely, you thought.
"Since you seem to think that you can overpower me this time, let's try an endurance test, hm?" Shuffling off of him again, you pull his cock out of his underwear, the tip glistening with precum already. You slowly slid your palm up the underside of his shaft, watching his eyes flutter as you got to his tip.
"Heh... Just what are you planning for me?" He asks, and while you had an idea of what you wanted, you thought of a way you could make it better. You glance around the room, eyes falling onto the chair against the wall. A satisfied smile reaches your lips.
"Hmm... why don't we move this off the bed? You'll squirm too much if we continue here." You see him swallow hard at your words, his eyes following your gaze to the chair and picking up on your idea. He liked the idea, but he also liked being a brat, so he wasn't going to let you have him all too soon.
"Squirm? Are you gonna tie me down?" His cockiness was returning a bit too fast for your liking. You needed to put him in his place before he put you in yours. You nod.
"Disobedient adjutants like you need to be punished accordingly..." Moving to the closet, you grab some leather restraints. Shortly after, you walk over to the chair, pulling it away from the wall for better access. "Come sit."
He only smirks at you from the bed as he props himself up onto his elbows again. He lets out an arrogant chuckle before grabbing his cock, keeping eye contact with you as he strokes himself. "Mmm... What are you gonna do if... if I continue disobeying?"
Your eyes narrowed at him. While you thought about using his Evol again to put him in the chair, you decided against it, opting for a more threatening approach. "Then you won't cum tonight, simple as that."
But of course, he took that as a challenge, throwing his head back and stroking himself faster, moaning to taunt you. You scoff, walking over and taking his hand away, slapping his cock right after.
"Agh— Fuck—! Pips-"
"Colonel."
Using some of the restraints, you tie his wrist's together, pushing them up above his head while your free hand goes to put pressure on just the head of his cock.
"Mmm—!"
"You want more? Are you going to keep up this act or are you going to show your Colonel some respect?"
He huffs out a heavy breath, his hips chasing your hand as you pulled it away from his cock.
"Apologies, Colonel... I'll obey..."
"That's a good adjutant. Up, go sit in the chair now."
You undo his wrists as he sits in the chair, moving them behind him before tying them again. With the extra restraints, you bind his upper torso, keeping his back and arms bound to the chair. He smirks at you as you finish, watching as you get onto your knees in front of him.
Even when tied up he still seems to act as if he's in control. He doesn't say anything, but the expression on his face shows he's still feeling defiant. And of course, you can't help but let him so you have an excuse to punish him more.
"Now, before I continue, you remember our safe word, right?" You make eye contact as you ask him. He only nods, but that wasn't enough for you. You wanted to make absolutely sure. "Say it for me."
"Apple, Colonel."
"Good adjutant." You praise, smiling before you continue.
With slow movements, you trail your hand down his abdomen before taking his cock in your hand, but not stroking yet. You keep your hand on it, light but firm, just enough to get a bit of stimulation. Sure enough, he began trying to buck his hips into your hand.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk... So eager even when you're being punished."
In quick succession, you move your palm to the head of his cock, gathering the precum and stroking down the full length before pulling your hand away again. He sucked in a breath.
"Hah... teasing me..." There was mirth in his voice again, but you began to hear a hint of desperation. This was it, the moment he'd crack for good.
"Mhm. Be a good adjutant and take your punishment." You spread his legs, your hands feeling up his thighs to further his arousal.
His cock was already painfully hard, and his skin looked delicious with the warm pink tint it got from the heat of the moment. You couldn't help but think of what he'd look like covered in kisses. Maybe you'll revisit that idea later.
Leaning forward a bit, you blew air onto his cock, hearing him hiss at the light temperature difference. Indulging him slightly, you use the tip of your tongue to lick along the underside of his shaft, missing the head on purpose.
"Ughh... Just— Mm.."
"Hmm? What was that?"
"Come on..."
You cocked an eyebrow at him, adjusting the cap on your head. "Careful, don't step further out of line if you don't want further punishment."
But he wanted just that. In fact, the mere thought of disobeying you made his cock ache. So when you hovered your mouth over his cock again, he pushed his hips up, the head gliding over your tongue perfectly, while making sure he didn't go too far in.
"Mm— Yes-!"
Pulling away from him, you deliver a firm smack to his inner thigh before standing. You narrow your eyes at him before striding over to the bed, where his belt was. You grab it, kneeling down in front of him again and folding the belt in half around his cock.
"Still wanna disobey orders, huh? You wanna get punished so badly?" You grip both ends of the folded belt as you look up at him. His expression was shocked but excited. The light touches from the leather against his, now sensitive, cock made his hips jerk. He knew what would happen if he continued disobeying, but he wanted it, so, so badly. He nods frantically.
"Please pipsq— AGH-!" He yelps out as you suddenly snap the belt around his cock.
"That's not my name. Correct yourself." God that felt so fucking good. He needed more.
"Pip— AH COLONEL—!" The belt snaps violently around his shaft a second time, his hips jerking up sporadically. "Fuck—! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Colonel-!"
But you weren't so merciful yet. After a third snap of the belt, using just the palm of your hand, you put pressure on the head of his cock. Immediately, he cries out, the previous under-stimulation leaving him extremely sensitive.
"Co— Colonel—! Please-! Ah-Hah-! FUCK-!" You land a harsh slap on his thigh to stop his hips from bucking up into your hand. "AGH-! I'M SORRY COLONEL-! IM SORRY—!"
You let out a chuckle, stopping your torment. "That's my good adjutant." Fuck. His dick pulsed with need. He couldn't help but think this new side of you was... so fucking hot. You'd finally put him in his place.
Whines poured from Caleb's mouth as you walked away again, letting the belt fall to the floor. You came back quickly with a lipstick and a thin pink ribbon from your vanity, deciding it was time to revisit that previous thought.
"Obey and you'll get what you want, alright?" He nods frantically again, a string of incoherent mumbles falling from his lips as you tower over him. You cup the side of his face, gently hushing him.
Kneeling down again, you uncap the lipstick and apply it to your lips, looking up at him. "Time for your endurance test, hm?" His chest rose and fell quickly, his upper chest restraints flush against his skin. He didn't dare respond to you, desire and fear that you wouldn't continue in his eyes.
Luckily, he didn't have to. You gently spread his legs apart again, leaning in. Placing light, intentional kisses to his inner thighs, your lipstick leaving stamps of where your lips had previously been. You took your time, slowly decorating his lower half with love.
Caleb on the other hand was aching. Your mouth was so, so close to his cock. Anytime he glanced down to watch you litter him with kisses, he imagined you bobbing your head on it. He loved the attention you were giving him right now, but fuck, he needed to cum so badly it hurt.
"Mm... Colonel, pleeeasssee... I need— I need you."
"I know, I know~~" You soothed him, rubbing his outer thighs to not mess up your work. You loved that he was begging already. "Just keep being good for me. You can do that for me, right?"
You were using those words on purpose. It was the same words he uses on you when you were in his position. It felt mocking, but still comforting. He loved how small it made him feel. He let his head fall to the side, eyes slowly closing as he felt your soft breath graze over his sensitive cock.
You took the opportunity to stand and lean over him, ignoring his previous pleas for touches. Reapplying your lipstick, you begin stamping his neck now. He whines, wanting nothing more than your attention between his thighs.
Your lips trail down, just a bit, dotting his chest and pecks with kisses before moving back up. Tugging his face upright, you kiss his cheeks before crashing into his lips roughly. A low and deep groan emerges from his throat as he kisses you back with need. You pull back and admire the drunk look on his face, savoring his submissive gaze.
"You're so pretty like this, y'know. I almost want to call you... pipsqueak..."
He looked up at you, heavy breaths with a desperate desire. His flushed face now covered in kisses, and his lips swollen and messy from the smudged lipstick. His adam's apple bobs as he swallows hard at your comment, unsure of what to say, if he should even speak at all.
You let go of his chin, trailing your fingers down the un-kissed side of his chest until you meet the dog tag on his necklace. You grab it, lightly tugging as not to break it, just to taunt him some more before shoving it between his teeth.
He whines loudly, so incredibly aroused that he couldn't think straight anymore, he just wanted to cum. He struggled against his restraints, trying to reach for his cock himself to ease the sensation, to give himself that oh-so-satisfying relief. He only stopped and gasped in response when he felt you land a loud smack on his cheek, smearing the lipstick from before.
"Behave."
He was struggling to keep up with your demands. He loved being good for you but damn, damn...
You knelt down once again. You see his excitement as you reapply your lipstick one last time. He can only assume what you were going to kiss next, and his anticipation was growing, growing so much it hurt.
You leaned in, looking up at him as you blew air onto the tip of his neglected cock. His hips stuttered at the subtle feeling, precum pooling at his slit.
Finally, you close the distance and stamp a perfect kiss onto his tip. His necklace fell from his mouth, a throaty whine emerging out of him as he attempted to close his legs at the overwhelming feeling.
God it's taking everything in him not to cum from just that kiss alone. Reeling himself back in was no easy task, especially now that you had steadied his cock in your hand, slowly and meticulously kissing down the shaft.
"Ahhh..." He let a drawn out moan slip. His sweat drenched body curled over in the chair as far as his restraints would allow. His legs began shaking, he was so, so close. More precum dribbled out of his tip as you reached his balls, giving them two kisses before pulling away.
"Such a good adjutant."
Fuck... He almost came at that. His eyes shut as he sucked in a fast breath, warding off his release. As he opened his eyes again, he watched as you held the pink ribbon from before. He could only wonder what your plans were with it, he just hoped it would ease his aching cock.
"Now, hold still, this part needs precision and patience. Can you do that for me?" You rubbed his outer thigh again, steadying his restlessness. You watched as he swallowed hard, nodding and ready for your next move.
Except he wasn't ready. Because now you were wrapping his cock, crossing the thin pink ribbon over his shaft slowly. The fabric created a delicious friction on the underside of his cock, making it impossible to stay put. It was too good, this is exactly what he was craving. The friction. God... He couldn't take it anymore.
"Mm... Ahh— Please-! Colonel I can't-! I- I can't take it anymore, please-!" A newfound desperation lept from his lips, his eyes now on the verge of tears as you look up at him. He was shaking his head, begging for you to give him his precious release. "Please! I n-need to cum—! Need— PleasePleasePleasePlease—!" His legs trembled, trying to close again, but you didn't let up.
"You'll cum when I say you can, understand?" You harshly smack his thigh again, hearing him yelp in response. "You know your safe word."
The tears that welled up had begun to fall. This was the first time you'd ever pushed Caleb this far. You were surprised at how well he was receiving it, despite his constant pleas.
"I've been g-good-! S-So— So obedient for you-! Need— Need you-! Need- Ahh haaa..." You could tell he really was close to breaking now. No amount of edging would keep him from cumming anymore.
Picking up your pace a bit, you continue wrapping his cock in the ribbon, occasionally landing light smacks on his thighs to steady him. He's sobbing by the time you reach his tip, precum pouring from it.
"Pleasepleaseplease—!"
You make quick work of the ribbon, tying and fastening it into a bow, snug against the underside of his tip.
"Cum for me."
His eyes rolled back immediately, his hips bucking in tandem with his breathing. The friction from the ribbon was perfect, god it was everything. But you took it even further, quickly using your finger against his slit. And he came.
Hard.
"AAHH—! FUCK FUCK FUCK—! THANK YOU—! THANK YOU-! AGGH AHH GAAHH—!"
Thick ropes of white painted your chest as he came undone. His chest and legs vibrate as he tried to calm down from his high but fuck, he was so, so high.
"Colonel-! C-Colonel-! Thank you—!"
"Shh Shh, you did so well. So good." You coo at him, getting up and running your hand through his hair. You look down at the display you created, he was gorgeous like this, so submissive and cute. Covered in your lipstick and his own sweat. His face and thighs were red with heat, and his cock swollen against the ribbon as cum dripped down the side. Fuck. You had to preserve this moment.
You stepped away and quickly grabbed your phone.
"Look at me, pipsqueak~"
Through half-lidded eyes, still breathing heavily, he looks into the camera. You snap a few quick photos, full bodies, and close-ups.
"Those... are for later~" You say before tossing your phone onto the bed behind you. You kiss his lips gently to further pull him from his high, pulling back to speak.
"Let's get you cleaned up, my dear adjutant~"