#( you make me weaker you're my keeper pull me deeper ; cyrus. )

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Midnight action | Cyrus&Octavia

Doing her best to step as lightly as she could, Octavia made her way down the hall towards the entrance. She knew that if she laid her path out towards the obvious exit, then the guards would be looking there and not by the kitchen exit. The game of sneaking out after midnight felt old, though the excitement to go where she was going was fresh. It was such a rush, performing for other musicians. The kind of people who understood her and truly appreciated her music. The dress she wore was a little short maybe, but she had a certain image at the Speakeasy that she wanted to maintain. She felt a little bad though about leaving her fiancee asleep. But she had left a note explaining that she was going to meet some friends she couldn’t see that often and for him not to worry because she would be back by morning. It wasn’t the most detailed explanation but it would have to do for now. This night was just for her, and just about her music, no one or nothing else. 

Once in the entrance hall, she pulled on her coat, feeling a little rushed. Being late was annoying but if she hurried she wouldn’t be too behind schedule. She was about to take the side door, the servants halls to the kitchen, when the door behind her opened and her eyes fell on Cyrus. Crap.. That was quick. Presented with just two options, staying and trying to explain, risking both a fight and a whole lot of time persuading him to let her go alone versus running as fast as her legs could carry her and face it all in the morning, Octavia opted for the latter. “Please go back to bed. I’ll be back later..” she murmured before beelining for the side door, well aware that the margins of her getting out scot free now were incredibly small. 

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There was always that slight possibility of him not letting her have any break. Though the truth was that idea excited her a whole lot. Along with concepts of being tied up, tied down or blindfolded. Certain things she wanted to try but knew would have to come with a certain discussion so she hadn’t yet found the right time to voice it. She knew he would be game though. Just like she knew he was probably rock hard at this point and yet prioritizing her because he was just that great.

Lying back Octavia had to fight to stay coherent and awake. Her mind was empty, her body aching a little. She knew it would pass quickly, though lying back to rest would ensure she recovered faster. He said something about food and energy, to which she managed a tired “Mhm.” How long he was gone she had no idea as she simply closed her eyes, probably drifting off. Biting back a sigh, she sat back up, her eyes still glazed over with tiredness as she surveyed the tray. While she wasn’t incredibly hungry, she knew not eating wouldn’t be much of an option, so she took a macaron to nibble on. “You’re so sweet to me.” She said softly, tugging at his hand to make him sit down close to her, pressing a chaste kiss to his lips. “So which ones did you pick?” She asked, holing her hand out for her phone, curious to see. Though when she did get it back.. her account was gone. Stiffening where she sat, she turned to him with a mix of livid fury and sheer disbelief. “You fucking deleted my entire account? What the actual hell Cyrus!”

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The hand in his hair tightened more and more, until her hand was a fist. God how utterly at his mercy she was in this position. Both his experience and knowing her body so well made it seemingly easy for him to hit all the right spots with what seemed to be little effort. She loved it though. The sensation of his tongue invading her core, the tingling in her skin where his scruff brushed, his hands holding her thighs.

The first orgasm was always the strongest, making her see stars and fight for breath. Luckily she was getting better at this, able to breathe her way trough which made her body come down faster. As suspected, he didn’t stop, warning her that it was going to be a ‘cum until you break’ session. Which she both loved and hated. Mostly because she found herself being so damn exhausted and spent afterwards. Soft moans, interlaced with his name crossed her lips. This time when she came again, she groaned, throwing her head back.

Each orgasm made her more sensitive, violently shivering, unable to do much but whimper. When they hit number five, Octavia was barely able to stay upright, feeling dizzy, breathless and so damn tired. “Break, please.” She managed, her tone pleading. When she felt his tongue withdraw, shstepped back to the bed, collapsing back against the mattress. Hazily relocating her phone, she put in the pass code and logged into her Instagram, then holding it out for him to take. “Here. Pick five to delete.” She breathed, too exhausted to do it herself, trusting that he would stick to their agreement.

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Cyrus wasn’t going to stop, he knew her limit would be around four and five, but he wasn’t going to stop until she asked him to, he used his hand to held her in place, it didn’t matter how much her body moved and shivered, there was no escaping his tongue.

He was enjoying himself as well, he could feel his pants getting tighter, but this wasn’t about him, he wanted to focus on her and only her, this time not wanting her to see start, but be too tired to see anything, to leave her mind completely blank, and as he expected around five, she asked for a break. He moved away from her, and placed a kiss on her lips before standing up away from the bed.

“I going to bring us something to eat, you’re going to need your energy back.” he said with his smirk as he grabbed her phone, pressing the delete button without paying much attention on what he was doing as he left the room. A few minutes he returned with a tray filled with all the things he knew she liked it. ‘Eat up cupcake.”

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descending into chaos / Cy&Octavia

The day had been a whirlwind of different stores containing clothes, to shoes to even bags. Octavia couldn’t remember the last time she had went on such a spree, much less had she expected her fiancee to come along and never once utter a single word of complaint or show a shred of boredom trough all of it. They’d truly enjoyed the day, even taken the time to sit down for lunch before deciding on that last thing on the list. Lingerie. Which she had to admit intimidated her a little bit. There was a big difference between buying Cyrus a Christmas gift and showing him in private, than trying on different things in a not too busy store with only a slight curtain between them. Of course she hadn’t been surprised when the guards had cleared the store and been posted at the doors to avoid anyone else entrance. 

Octavia had just put on a black set that she thought fitted right, but wasn’t sure the lace was too much, when she felt her stomach curl and something pushing up on her throat. Searching around in panic, she found a small garbage can in the corner just in time. No doubt the retching was easily heard on the other side. Staring with shock at the contents once the feeling of wanting to hurl subsided, Octavia’s mind spun. Vampires didn’t get sick.. “No don’t come in yet! I’m fine.. Cy what day is it?” she asked out loud, though her voice was thinner than normal. It couldn’t be? Could it? 

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You belong with me | Octavia&Cyrus

While she had been offered to have someone come do her make up, Octavia had decided to only have assistance with her hair. There was nothing better than having the hair dresser show up four hours before to make your hair look picture perfect. Yet she preferred to do her own make up and decide from the various styling options to go wit her dress, that she had been offered. Having taken everything out so she could have a final look, she was adjusting the corset of the lingerie set she was wearing when she heard the doors open and looked over at Cyrus coming in. She was about to ask what he was wearing when she saw the look on his face. “What?” she couldn’t help but ask, biting back a sigh as she supposed she knew what.. she’d chosen a pastel pink dress and her lingerie was white.. none of them being colors he would have chosen for her. “Let me guess, we won’t match?” 

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Take my hand, don’t let go | Cyrus&Octavia

Octavia woke with a start, sitting abruptly up in bed and hugging the covers to her. She’d been having a horrible dream, or rather a nightmare and at the end of it she had been pushed and fell. Which was why she woke up, feeling like she was falling, no balance, no bed beneath her, just plummeting trough the air. Breathing a little hard she was about to lay back down when she noticed her thighs felt kind of wet and sticky. Frowning she pushed the covers off, blinking in shock as she couldn’t wrap her head around what she was seeing in the dark. That was when she truly noticed the stabbing pain in her lower abdomen and she could feel liquid oozing between her thighs. “Cy.. somethings not right.” she said, reaching over to shake his shoulder a bit, wanting him to wake up. Reaching over to flip on the nightstand light, she found that her thighs and the bedsheet underneath her was covered in blood.. some dark red, but some in a brown like color she had never seen before. She was bleeding a lot.. the baby.. “Oh god. Oh god. No.. no no no no please no.” Octavia whimpered, feeling fresh tears on her cheeks as she pushed herself backwards in bed, trying to wipe her thighs off and yet the blood kept coming, She terror rocking her body as she couldn’t help but scream at the sight of her own blood covered fingers. She was loosing the baby... she was loosing their baby. 

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“Yes, make sure it is distributed to the ex human vampires please, they are the ones in most need right now. The nobles can wait.” she said, re-directing her blood supply, not for the first time in the last weeks. While supply to the royals were ensured first, she knew that others needed it more badly than her. Then again, the burning stare she could feel against her back, belonging to her hungry and concerned fiancee, told Octavia she was risking another fight over this pretty soon. “Don’t look at me like that Cy. I’m fine.” she said with as much conviction as she could muster. Sure she felt light headed a lot, sometimes a bit dizzy and weak, but it wasn’t that bad. “Its not fair that we should get more blood and you know others need it more.” 

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“Take my hand Don't let go While the snowflake stands Will you take my hand? Stay with me Never leave On the cold, dark eve Will you stay with me?“

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Octavia thought on it for a beat. “I don’t know. I think I’d like to find something that is less generic.” She answered, not entirely sure what it would be as finding something more specific would require some genuine and serious thinking as it was something to use for the rest of their lives. She had no idea how he had come up with ‘cupcake’ for her but now it had become downright normal for her to hear it. Even more so after his explanation of why he’d felt compelled to come up with it. Smiling warmly at him she was glad that he was going to be less difficult about it than she had been. “That’s nice to know. I’ll figure something out. For now though I like ‘Cy’ the most.” She had noticed that no one else used that shortening of his name which did make it feel more special and personal. Being locked in wasn’t something she’d experienced before. Sure she had been occasionally sent to her room as a child, but no one had made sure she was locked inside or chastised her for going to another room. Thankfully his room was as large as hers, and the bathroom was rather spacious. Feeling his eyes on her as she undressed, a small smirk played on Octavia’s lips. It was a new sensation entirely, to be desired by someone you liked as much as she currently liked him. Naturally her eyes couldn’t help but pay attention either when his clothes came off. Marveling at the muscles of his arms and shoulders, as well as his broad chest and ripped stomach. Every proportion, ever inch of him really was perfectly sculpted. The sight made her stomach flutter as well as the muscles below her abdomen tighten. Taking his hand, she stepped into the shower with him. “Oh I’m sure you will.” She murmured, her tone light but slightly suggestive. Sighing a little in response to both the hot water and the skin contact, Octavia instinctively pressed her body flush against his. He felt much warmer than she did, as did his lips once they claimed hers. Resting her hands on his shoulders she leaned into the kiss, molding her lips into his, happy to return to that blissful bubble they created each time they gave into each other like this.

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Octavia scrunched her nose a little at him. “I was trying it out. Yes or no?” she asked, not sure if he’d liked it or not. He had his nickname for her, but she didn’t really have anything that equalled it for him. Maybe names like ‘babe’, ‘love’ and ‘darling’ were too cheesy? Hell if she knew. It was not as if she had felt compelled to use one of them with anyone else. She smiled widely at his response, a somewhat childish excitement flashing in her eyes for a moment. Glancing over at the guards at the question, Octavia thought they seemed to be somewhat bored at this point. Perhaps it was new to them to have to actually escort them around like this. When there was no answer, she rolled her eyes a little, lacing her fingers with Cyrus’s when she felt his hand in hers. As they moved back up and trough the halls, she could tell it was his bedroom they were heading for. Once there, one of the guards opened the door and ushered them in. Hearing the door not only close but also being locked behind them was the only reminder that they wouldn’t get back out. Letting out a deep breath, Octavia tugged Cyrus with her to the bathroom. She was still feeling cold and that made her eager to get under warm water. Unzipping her dress, she let it fall before unclasping her bra and sliding out of her panties. “I can’t wait to feel entirely warm again.” she admitted. 

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He smiled at her. “Do you like calling me babe?” He asked, after all the same way he had decided on cupcake, he would happily go with any nickname she wanted for him, although he had to admit, he truly liked how she spoke his name, he didn’t hear his name a lot, it was always my lord, or any title like that, she was the only person that even called him Cy. “You can call me anything you want, cupcake.” He said, placing a fast kiss on her hand as they walked. He could tell that they were heading toward his room, he had to admit he was a little curious about her room since he hasn’t been there yet, but he wasn’t going to complain, besides her room and him going over her things, might cause them to spend the week fighting and that wasn’t the goal. Once the guards were gone and the door was locked he took a deep breath, he couldn’t remember if someone had ever locked him in his room before, it made him feel like he was 5 years old or something like that instead of the future King, but it didn’t matter, they deserved the punishment. Walking with her toward the bathroom, he watched as she took her clothes off, her soft skin, her delicate body, she was just so perfect, he could never get enough of her. Taking his clothes off as well, he walked inside the shower, turned the water on and offered his hand to her. “Come, I will help you get warm again.” he said, letting most of the water that was falling to her, he pressed his body against hers and moved his hand up and down her arm to help her get warm again, after a while he kissed her deeply knowing exactly what to do to warm her body.

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Cyrus kissed her deeper, letting his tongue dance with hers as he groaned against her mouth, it always felt so good to be this close to her, she intoxicated him, her touch, her smell, her look, everything drove him crazy, he pulled her closer to him, his hand exploring her body, her legs, her ass, squeezing them as he started to move, first slow and each time faster and faster until he found a nice rhythm for both of them, his other hand easily making his way between her legs and finding that perfect place to rub her and give her more and more pleasure.

Octavia easily lost herself to the intoxicating feelings and sensation of their tongues dancing and stroking, always so quickly overwhelmed with it. With all of it really. He was everywhere and he was everything she needed. When his hand squeezed her ass she couldn’t help but moan, wishing he would toy more with it, but also finding she was curious to know what it would be like to be taken from behind or in the ass. At some point she ought to ask him if that was something they could explore. Her fingers stroked trough his hair, exploring the muscles and contours of his upper arms and shoulders. Her focus began slipping more and more however as the pace increased and she could feel him deeper inside her, softly whimpering when he got deep enough to stroke that sweet spot with each stroke, yet also simulating her clit. She didn’t have time to think about holding back this time, her orgasm hitting her fast and hard. “Fudge..” she muttered, locking eyes with him. “I’m sorry I couldn’t.. hold it..” she breathlessly pushed the words out.

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It was clear that whatever pictures he was referring to, in his mind they had to be really bad and revealing. Which left her puzzled and confused seeing as the only pictures besides the one she had mentioned she had online was her Instagram account. And sure there were some pictures there of her in tops that didn’t converse her chest and shoulders and wearing short dresses. But they had all been taken before he came to the island. Since then she had barely posted anything of herself. Forced to study him seeing as he appeared to be having a hard time talking with her, Octavia could tell that her words made absolutely no difference to him. If anything they only made matters worse.

“Are you talking about my Instagram account?” She asked, having half a mind to take his phone simply to get on the same page as to what pictures they were talking about. Getting to her feet, Octavia gently steered his hand grasping his phone so she could see the screen. Oh yeah, that was her Insta alright. “I am not going to do that Cy. Look I know to you some of them look quite revealing and you don’t approve of that, which is fair. How about this? I’ll delete the ones you find to be the worst ones and I’ll make the account private so only the people who follow me can see them?” She suggested, running her fingers down his tense arms, doing her best to defuse the tension and compromise.

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There truly was nothing better than to spend a rare, lazy day in bed with the person you loved. They had been trough the ringer for a good while, and now was the time to appreciate and cherish each other. The kisses left her breathy though she could not help the soft giggles that escaped her. Yet her body was filled with a certain anticipation, excited about simply being with him, tasting an feeling him. She loved when being close to him was all consuming like this.

So when he pulled away to focus on his phone, it was hard for her not to sigh a bit disappointedly. Really? Still she didn’t say anything, hoping it was simply some princely duty he had to contend with for a short while. Watching his face as she waited, it was becoming quite clear to her that he was having a strong reaction to something on his phone. “Cy?” She prompted, searching his eyes for answers, her heart rate slightly increasing as her stomach dropped snot icing the anger there. Oh fudge, what now? When he actually stood up from the bed, putting distance between them, she couldn’t help but sit up. The fact that he couldn’t seem to get the words out made her worry even more. Pictures? Naked? “What? Where?” She asked, not entirely sure what he was referring to. “Did someone send you a picture from my make up ad last year? Because yes there’s one picture there that is without clothing but it’s really up close and very tasteful.” She half asked, half explained as that was the only picture she could think of that might be a naked one online of her.

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He knew she wasn’t exactly naked per say, however for his culture that was a lot of skin that she was showing, if he didn’t want her wearing short skirts in public, it was obvious to him that he wouldn’t want pictures of that on the internet for everyone to see. He tried to calm down, maybe it was just something that she forgot about it, an old account that slip her mind, however her words just made him see red again.

There were two ways he had been dealing with his anger, yelling, which he was trying very hard not to do, and just walking away and pushing her away, which he promised her he wouldn’t do it, Cyrus stood there without being able to move or speak. “Take them down…”  he said, it was the only words he managed to say, while he looked toward the bathroom, it would be so easy for him to just go there and lock the door to try to have a moment alone to gather his thoughts, but he promised her not to walk away.

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There truly was nothing better than to spend a rare, lazy day in bed with the person you loved. They had been trough the ringer for a good while, and now was the time to appreciate and cherish each other. The kisses left her breathy though she could not help the soft giggles that escaped her. Yet her body was filled with a certain anticipation, excited about simply being with him, tasting an feeling him. She loved when being close to him was all consuming like this.

So when he pulled away to focus on his phone, it was hard for her not to sigh a bit disappointedly. Really? Still she didn’t say anything, hoping it was simply some princely duty he had to contend with for a short while. Watching his face as she waited, it was becoming quite clear to her that he was having a strong reaction to something on his phone. “Cy?” She prompted, searching his eyes for answers, her heart rate slightly increasing as her stomach dropped snot icing the anger there. Oh fudge, what now? When he actually stood up from the bed, putting distance between them, she couldn’t help but sit up. The fact that he couldn’t seem to get the words out made her worry even more. Pictures? Naked? “What? Where?” She asked, not entirely sure what he was referring to. “Did someone send you a picture from my make up ad last year? Because yes there’s one picture there that is without clothing but it’s really up close and very tasteful.” She half asked, half explained as that was the only picture she could think of that might be a naked one online of her.

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Today Cyrus decided it would be a good lazy day, stay in the room with just him and Octavia, after everything that happened it would be good to have a time just the two of them, specially since he had some lost time to make up for it. After breakfast, he just pulled her back in bed and kissed her, covering her face with small kisses, he wanted to kiss every inch of her body and just lose himself in her. 

Before he could continue, his phone rang, as much as he would to ignore everything else that wasn’t his beautiful fiancé, they were responsible for the speak easy, he had fixed the broken floor himself, and now he had asked for a little surprise for her, he wanted her to sing in the opening and place a stunning photo of her for the poster, but when he looked the photos on his phone Cyrus just stopped, his mouth opened, but no sound came out, he opened the link of the photo and gave a fast look around at her Instagram, one photo worse than the other until he had to stand up from the bed and was finally able to look at Octavia. “Why do you…?” Cyrus was trying not to be angry and yell at her, but it was hard to control his emotions and talk at the same time. “Why….” He tried one last time, but failed again. He took a deep breath and decided to look away so he could focus on the words instead of her. “Why there are basically naked photos of you on the internet?”

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Octavia bit her lip, still feeling horribly about the entire trip and how she’d let her fear get the best of her. Yet it was pointless to argue over who should be apologizing and he was right, it was better if they both simply stopped. “Alright.” She agreed with a small nod, managing a brittle smile in return. The quiestion of why they had left in somewhat of a rush was still fresh in her mind, though she reasoned it was better to ask once they weren’t supposed to embark a plane and be in public among his people.

Relief settled on her features the moment he told her he had actually thought ahead and brought something for her along with some make up. That took some of her nerves about stepping out into the public eye here off. “That’s.. good. I’d like to make a decent first impression.” She said softly, nodding a bit. She might not have done the best job of showing it, but it mattered to her that the public in the kingdom she one day had to be queen in got the best impression of her. At home, her own people already knew her and had formed an opinion, while here, everything would be fresh. Probably even more scrutinized given the different culture she was from. “I know Cy. I’m aware you’ve been fairly liberal with the clothing we’ve got at home. It’s okay. We’ll have fun with it, or at least try.” For once she was the one being reassuring, wanting him to know she really did understand both what was at stake and how important following the dress code here would be. Leaning in Octavia captured his lips in a deep passionate kiss, putting all her emotions into it, all the sorry’s and gratitude and love. Then she carefully manouvered off his lap. “I’ll go change and fix my make up then.” With a gentle smile to him, she retrieved the bag that was clearly hers and went into the bathroom.

Once she was done, she emerged, eyes searching for his again until she found them and could cock a questioning eyebrow. “Do I look okay?”

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A mix of shame and humiliation was burning trough her where she sat, hiding her face in his neck, wanting to apologize until she had no voice left but not knowing where to even start. Saying she was sorry for not telling him? Or for lashing out and harming him over and over in her panic? Or making him feel horrible about bringing her on a plane in the first place? “Please don’t say that.” she rasped, finally managing to speak, pressing a kiss against his skin. “I’m the one who’s sorry.” Not to mention wholly mortified. 

While the decent towards the ground made her body shiver again, she managed to take deep breaths and remain outwardly calm. Somehow. His question puzzled her a bit. Ready for what? Landing? Seeing the city he loved so much? Chewing her bottom lip, she was suddenly acutely aware of what she was wearing and sure her make up was ruined.. “I can’t walk off looking like this..” she said quietly, not entirely sure if he had brought what she would need to remedy her frayed appearance. 

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Cyrus smiled sweetly at her words. “How about we both stop being sorry.” it was the only thing they could do, and besides he hated that she felt she had to apologize for him when he felt this was entirely his fault, sure he wanted to go home, but it was his fault this trip was rush.

At her question, he nodded. “I brought you a change of clothes and some of your makeup.” He said. “We will have to go shopping, I couldn’t exactly bring your clothes, even the ones I gave it to you, they would still be inappropriate here.” He tried to explain, hoping that she wouldn’t be angry at him, it wasn’t that he was trying to control what she was wearing and didn’t like most of her clothes, which was technically true, but she really couldn’t wear any of those things here, specially since people would be looking at her as their future queen

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Cyrus truly just wanted to continue eating her up as she ate the macaron, but he contained himself, he might take the time she was eating to take a cold shower himself, he certainly was going to need it, there were a lot of pictures he wanted to be gone, and he wasn’t willing to wait for much longer to do it.

It was fully how this started with a fight and now everything seemed to be okay again, he knew it was just a matter of time until their next fight started again, so he truly wanted to just enjoy this time they had between them, but it seemed like their fight was going to start now. “I just deleted the first five I saw.” he figures it would be easier than going through all of them and analyzing which one he wanted to be gone faster, that would just going to make him angry all over again. “What?” He said, grabbing the phone from her, he didn’t exactly use Instagram, so he just pressed delete and confirm, he couldn’t say he was exactly upset with his mistake, but it was a mistake. “You know it was an accident.” He said not exactly happy with her cursing at him. “Can’t you just send an email and get it back?” he really had no idea how that worked, if it could be gone that easily, maybe it was just pressing something else to get it back.

Octavia had been so focused on not creating a fight before, as she was just tired of having them. They never lead to anything constructive and their explosive tempers just made for a lot of badmouthing that was painful to endure and hard to take back. Yet this was crossing a line. A big one. It was one thing to ask her to delete something, a whole other deal to take advantage of her mental state, which he had put her in, to delete every single thing. And the worst part was she had downright agreed to it.. setting it all up by teasingly suggesting an orgasm for a deleted picture, and trusted he wouldn’t take advantage of her or he’ll, break her trust when she handed him her damn phone. Letting him take it to look, not seeing why on earth she was going to need it for a good while.. part of her was still in shock. “I can not believe you..” she said, slipping off the bed and heading for her closet, needing to get dressed and get the hell out of here before saying anything thrice as hurtful. An accident?! “Like hell I do! You wanted ninety percent of my pictures gone less than thirty minutes ago and now they are all gone! Like always, you get exactly what you want, and clearly it doesn’t matter what I think or feel or need!” She yelled, unable to hold back her voice high but also powerful for once. She’d had it. Pulling on underwear, a top and a skirt, she reached for her flats.

“Stop playing dumb with me Cyrus!” She warned, so far from in the mood to play along with him pretending he hadn’t meant to do this. “You know I keep defending your shitty behavior to everyone. Riley, Kate, my friends, my father, Lady Adler.. they are all asking me why the hell I put up with your possessive shit and frankly, right now, I have no idea.” Shaking her head, she headed for the door, hoping he would let her leave before this turned into something even bigger.

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The hand in his hair tightened more and more, until her hand was a fist. God how utterly at his mercy she was in this position. Both his experience and knowing her body so well made it seemingly easy for him to hit all the right spots with what seemed to be little effort. She loved it though. The sensation of his tongue invading her core, the tingling in her skin where his scruff brushed, his hands holding her thighs.

The first orgasm was always the strongest, making her see stars and fight for breath. Luckily she was getting better at this, able to breathe her way trough which made her body come down faster. As suspected, he didn’t stop, warning her that it was going to be a ‘cum until you break’ session. Which she both loved and hated. Mostly because she found herself being so damn exhausted and spent afterwards. Soft moans, interlaced with his name crossed her lips. This time when she came again, she groaned, throwing her head back.

Each orgasm made her more sensitive, violently shivering, unable to do much but whimper. When they hit number five, Octavia was barely able to stay upright, feeling dizzy, breathless and so damn tired. “Break, please.” She managed, her tone pleading. When she felt his tongue withdraw, shstepped back to the bed, collapsing back against the mattress. Hazily relocating her phone, she put in the pass code and logged into her Instagram, then holding it out for him to take. “Here. Pick five to delete.” She breathed, too exhausted to do it herself, trusting that he would stick to their agreement.

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“I bet.” she murmured wistfully. That smirk was so dangerous, yet the sight of it caused her blood to boil and her heart to beat faster. She had an avid love/hate relationship with that smirk, just knowing he was up to something, though also aware it would feel incredible long before that something he was up to would twist events and make her feel anything close to regret. 

Well aware that she would quickly be struggling with her balance, Octavia slid her fingers into his hair, tightening her grip just a little. Her breath was already shivering, though it didn’t take long before her body was too. He wasn’t in any rush, and yet the moment he located one of her weak spots she knew she was doomed. For once though, she didn’t bother holding back, her orgasm building quickly, causing her to come fast and hard with a small cry.

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Cyrus loved when she placed her hand on his hair, he wouldn’t even complain if she pulled it, because he liked to have her touching him, like an extra connection, he wanted to be in her mind, in her hand, inside her, and take every little space he could. 

Feeling her cum, he smirked but didn’t stop it, he kept tasting her and working on her after all his objected was to make her cum again and again and again, he had to admit he missed the time they were returning from the speakeasy, and he didn’t allow her to cum at all, he should do that again, having that power over her body it was something he truly enjoyed having.

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Octavia felt her cheeks heat as always when they kissed, always struck by how hard she had to focus to even contemplating pulling away from him. Especially when he drew her in closer kissing her so deep she could feel it in her toes. “Why thank you.” she murmured, bitingback a sigh when he began to tease, awfully tempted to simply be an hour later. “Gods you are making it awfully hard..” she couldn’t help but say, that sigh coming out anyway. Gently placing her hands against his chest she pushed just a little so he would let her go. “We’re going.” She announced, trying to sound determined though aware that had burning eyes and flushed cheeks were contradicting her.

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Octavia had found a new pair of pants, a cool t-shirt and a pair of heels. She’d even spent some time in the bathroom curling her long blonde locks. Wanting to look nice but not overdressed. It was going to be amazing tonight. Taking the man she loved to see and hear the one place in town she loved. Turning from her mirror as Cy asked her something, she took a look at what he was wearing and smiled wryly, slowly getting to her feet. “No, you look amazing.” she said, her voice breathy as she admired him where he stood, before crossing the floor and reaching up to press her lips against his. Him asking her was so new. But it felt kind of nice. “Should I change? Cause if not we should get going.” 

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Cyrus smiled at her words and was happy with the kiss, he placed his arms around her and kissed her deeper. “You look perfect.” he said, happy that she was wearing pants. “You sure we have to go now?” He asked, teasing her and kissing her neck, he knew this was important to her, so he didn’t wanted them to be late, but it was hard to resist and stop himself from kissing her.

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“I’ll do my best not to.” She replied with a bit of an innocent face. One of her great cruxes was overthinking things and fussing about the future, usually when there was next to nothing she could do about it. Though shortening his name had come entirely naturally to her, so maybe she should just stick with it given that it was already special in that way. “Good, cause I’m not going to stop using that.” Her tone was a little teasing, her eyes sparkling with a certain satisfaction knowing no one else had thought of it, or maybe not dared to. He seemed like such a personable guy that she wondered how he could be any different. But maybe things just were when he was at home. Truth be told that was the kind of shifts in future Octavia struggled not to fuss about. Nothing much beat having him pressed up against her, feeling his arms around her and his lips against her skin. Being with him forced her out of her own mind and somehow made time both race past and stand still at the same time. Ensuring that all she could think of was being in the moment with him, and there really was nothing else she wanted. It was so damn evident that he was beginning to know her body, his lips finding all the right spots, making her shiver and mewl, forgetting anything but the suspension and breathing. Glancing down at him, perched between her legs, Octavia’s eyes were heavy lidded yet filled with love and desire. A small gasp sounded from her in response to being kissed down there. Trying to be gentle, she ran her fingers trough his hair, caressing the lengths. Amazingly enough, having her leg over his shoulder gave her a tad more stability.

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Octavia thought on it for a beat. “I don’t know. I think I’d like to find something that is less generic.” She answered, not entirely sure what it would be as finding something more specific would require some genuine and serious thinking as it was something to use for the rest of their lives. She had no idea how he had come up with ‘cupcake’ for her but now it had become downright normal for her to hear it. Even more so after his explanation of why he’d felt compelled to come up with it. Smiling warmly at him she was glad that he was going to be less difficult about it than she had been. “That’s nice to know. I’ll figure something out. For now though I like ‘Cy’ the most.” She had noticed that no one else used that shortening of his name which did make it feel more special and personal. Being locked in wasn’t something she’d experienced before. Sure she had been occasionally sent to her room as a child, but no one had made sure she was locked inside or chastised her for going to another room. Thankfully his room was as large as hers, and the bathroom was rather spacious. Feeling his eyes on her as she undressed, a small smirk played on Octavia’s lips. It was a new sensation entirely, to be desired by someone you liked as much as she currently liked him. Naturally her eyes couldn’t help but pay attention either when his clothes came off. Marveling at the muscles of his arms and shoulders, as well as his broad chest and ripped stomach. Every proportion, ever inch of him really was perfectly sculpted. The sight made her stomach flutter as well as the muscles below her abdomen tighten. Taking his hand, she stepped into the shower with him. “Oh I’m sure you will.” She murmured, her tone light but slightly suggestive. Sighing a little in response to both the hot water and the skin contact, Octavia instinctively pressed her body flush against his. He felt much warmer than she did, as did his lips once they claimed hers. Resting her hands on his shoulders she leaned into the kiss, molding her lips into his, happy to return to that blissful bubble they created each time they gave into each other like this.

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He smiled at her. “Don’t think too much about it, it will come to you naturally.” He said, or that was how he came up with cupcake, if he had though about it, maybe now he would her macaron, knowing it was her favorite desert, but that was something a lot of people knew about her, which ended up not being so special, the best nickname was something simple, and something that only the two of them shared it. “I like Cy, no one calls me like that except you.” he told her, a few people called him Cyrus, but no one ever tried to give him a nickname, too afraid to offend him and get in trouble after all, so whatever she came up with, it would be perfect even if it was just babe, after all mattered to him was that she was calling him. He truly liked having her body pressed against his, she was safe, and nothing bad was ever going to happen to her when she was that close to him, he could shield her from the entire world, and just like that they were back in their little bubble, like the meeting with the King didn’t happen, like she was choosing to be there with him and not because the doors were locked it, he reluctantly broke the kiss to move him lips around her body, near her collar bone, and all those places he learned it made her body shiver, until he was on his knees in front of her, he slowly moved one of her legs around his shoulder and kissed her between her legs, that would certainly make her feel warmer again in no time.