She’s been teasing him all night with little comments, mocking him and flirting, fluttering her lashes and pushing her tits at him. When they got to his place and she made another sarcastic comment, he rushed to her and pushed her against the kitchen wall.

She gasped out of surprise.

“One more word, and I’ve got to teach you some manners.”

She smirked. He was so close, she could smell his cologne and shampoo, she could see the little lighter fleck in his eyes and as her eyes wandered down she could see how his lips slightly parted. He wanted her and she knew it, he’s been gushing all over her the entire day. It’s only been a few dates, they meant to take it slower. She wasn’t sure how much she wanted it, but the idea of toying with his desire was too tempting.

She looked into his right eye, left eye, to his lips and back up. Meanwhile she slightly relaxed against the wall. How long until he broke? Did she want to find out? It was too fun not to.

He licked his lips. “You’re playing with me.”

She nodded, the smirk growing wider in her face as she bit her lower lip. His hand came up and cupped her behind her neck as he brought their heads even closer together. “You think that’s a good idea, fairy?”

She didn’t say anything, just looked innocently into his eyes. Then tentatively to his mouth. She didn’t want to kiss him tonight, she just wanted to get to know him better. But his parted mouth and breathing, the firm grip of his hand behind her neck, his cologne in her nose. She felt so tempted to throw her principles over board. For him.

Lust was growing inside her, making her stomach fuzzy and her knees wobbly. A pleasant shiver went down her spine. She looked into his eyes, almost pleading. She wanted to tease him. She wanted to push him. She wanted him to lose a little control.

“If you say stop, I’ll stop. But I don’t have much strength left.” He declared.

Her head nodded in the slightest way, she arched her back a little more, leaning into his hand behind her neck. Again she looked from his lips to his eyes. Her tits almost grazing his chest. Slow blinks and dilated pupils looked up at him, he was done for.

He snapped. With a groaning “fuuck” his lips captured hers, a small gasp of surprise escaping her mouth. Her body melted into his as her arms came up around him and his left arm roamed the back of her body. He deepened his kiss and licked her lips, which she gingerly opened for him.

Stars dancing behind her eyelids as she tried to take it all in, not knowing which sense to focus on.

He stopped their kiss and a soft “mmmm” departed from her lips. “Don’t make that noise again.” He warned, a stern look on his face as his eyes took in her flushed face.

The corners of her mouth turned up.

“Oh you want to play? I bet you’ve been thinking about this for the entire day, how’s that for playing. If you want me to come on you that fast, okay, fine, toy with my desire.” He rested his head against her forehead, her eyes closing on instinct.

But it wasn’t his lips he found next on her. It was his fingers toying with the hem of her dress. Her eyes flicked open. “Mhmmm I can play too,” he smirked. He waited a moment, for her protest, but he could see the curiosity in her eyes.

Her mouth opened for a sharp answer but his hand had already stolen between her legs. She gasped. His eyebrows darted up. Her cheeks turned red with embarrassment and she averted her gaze away from his eyes, quickened breaths flaring her nostrils. “Ah, this is how it is.” He said. He wasn’t sure if this was too much but she had tempted him for too long.

With a skilled flick of his forefinger and thumb he pinched her clit slightly through her panties. Her eyes darted to his and widened in shock or surprise or a mix of both as a moan escaped her lips. She clasped her hands over her mouth. He was mean, this was unfair, she wouldn’t do this to him. This was embarrassing. How could he do this?

“How long?” He wanted to know. They both knew they were talking about the large wet spot in her underwear.

She slightly shook her head not wanting to give an answer. “Not so talkative now, hm?” She looked into his eyes. It was a moment of silent consent, she knew he would stop if she said something. But she didn’t. Her gaze wandered lower and lower until it rested on his arm under her dress. He understood immediately.

“Is this what you wanted, hm?” He flicked her bundle of nerves again. She moaned. His other hand came up and gently pulled her hands from her mouth. “I want to hear.”

They looked each other in the eyes for a moment before he pinched her clit again. “Is this what you wanted?”

She couldn’t admit it. Her eyes were wide open, looking from his wrist under her skirt to his eyes and back down. His fingers started moving along her clit and she shut her eyes, a moan coming out of her mouth again as her heartbeat quickened even more. This was unbearably. Unbelievable. They wanted to take it slow, he can’t just grab her like this, he can’t just call her out like this.

“Tell me, little fairy.” He teased. “Did you want this?”

She just deeply exhaled as a response to his fingers continuing the slow motion. No, impossible. Or did she? She teased him all day, she wanted to push him… maybe it was what she severely had hoped for.

“Do you want this?” He asked again, rising the pressure of his fingers. He pinched her clit again and continued moving them up and down in a tiny motion, the friction of her panties causing extra stimulation.

“Do you want… me?” He pinched again.

A shrudder shook her body and she moaned again, louder this time. She felt so turned on and embarrassed.

Her eyes opened to find his dark ones staring at her. He had a smirk on his face, his eyebrows slightly raised and the hand behind her neck kept her close. He loved the power.

His last question still hollowed through her mind when he repeated the motions over and over. Sighs and pants left her lips, her eyes fixed on his as her face slowly scrunched up. All she could do was slightly nod at him. Yes, this is good. Yes, keep going. Yes, I want it. Yes, I want you.

But nodding wasn’t enough for him, he wanted to hear it.

“Who do you want?” His fingers adjusted the pressure once more, he wanted her at the edge. He wanted her desperate for him. She’d teased him all day, kept him on his toes and on the verge. He wanted her needy. Her eyebrows scrunched a bit more and she made a noise again. She was close.

“Who. Who do you want? Tell me.”

She nodded again, one hand was at his shoulder at this point, steadying her. He flexed his hand on her neck, applying pressure. She knew she had to say something. He wouldn’t stop. So she pressed out a “you.”

His movements got a little faster, rubbing and pinching her clit between his fingers. God, she was wet. These weren’t damp panties anymore, she was aroused. A lot. Because of him. He was close to the edge himself.

“Ah” she moaned again, this time with her mouth still open from her last word. God, how much he wanted to hear her scream.

“Who do you want?” He repeated. He didn’t want “you”. They both knew it. It was time.

“Mhmm ahh” she made. “M-my wizard” she choked out. Good, he thought, but not good enough.

Her face scrunched more and her hips bucked, eyes closing as she concentrated on the feelings and sensations and he knew he had her where he wanted her.

“You won’t come until you use the right word, Fairy. You know it. Who do you want?” He whispered against her lips once more. His fingers focused on the same rhythm to not slip up.

“Mhmmmm” she pressed her lips together. But she wanted to say it, she wanted to do him this favor and she wanted it for herself. To finally admit what they’ve been talking about for months. She was so close, a few more moments and she would explode.

“Are you gonna come? All over my hand? In your panties?” He whispered mockingly and watched her face scrunch up and turn red. She absolutely would. “Are you gonna come without me even touching your skin? Hm?” She shivered with lust and need, moving her hips against his hand as a response because she was unable to form any response. “Not until you use your word.” He promised.

She whimpered, his finger slowing down for a moment to prove his words. She whined, opening her eyes for a second to look at him and take in his expecting expression. She swallowed. Hot with arousal and embarrassment, he was in control and she knew she was gone, far beyond her breaking point.

He picked up his pace again, drawing her as close to the edge as he could. She whimpered and moved her hips, he could feel her sticky panties and the heat of her pussy. His dick was painfully hard against his pants, already wet from the sight of his Fairy like this. She pressed her lips together, but the waves of her orgasm rolled on fast, and she couldn’t hold it in anymore.

“Daddyyy” she whined with a long pressed sigh and his fingers kept rubbing her clit through the wet fabric, rewarding her, and within seconds she came.

She squealed. Her hips bucked forward to his touch, moving frantically to chase her high, and her knees became wobbly. Her hands clutched to his shoulders as she rested her head against his chest.

“Fuuuck…” he exhaled. This was more than he had imagined over the time. This was hotter than everything he’d come up with. She actually said it. And then she came on his hand. She let him dom her. They did that.

He slowly pulled his hand away and wrapped her in his arms. His fingers were as slick as her panties.

When she was relaxed again, he placed a kiss on her head and moved them to the kitchen island so she could sit. He wanted to grab a glass of water for her but her hands clutched his shirt and held him close.

“Shhh, it’s okay. I’m here. Not going anywhere.” He reassured. “Are you alright?”

She nodded and turned her face up to him. His warm eyes and smile made her relax into him again.

“Are you tired?”

She shook her head with a grin on her face. Then she looked up and pulled him in for a kiss. This was not at all what she had expected from this evening. But it was more she had hoped for.

Her kiss got more passionate and he nibbled on her bottom lip, making her sigh again. He stopped to get her something to drink and as she drank, he admired her beauty once more. How did he get so lucky.

She sat the glass down and pulled him to her again. Another kiss, another hug, adjusting her sitting so he stood between her legs. One hand stole under his shirt and a finger traced along the skin at the hem of his pants. He got goosebumps.

“You’re such a tease,” he said, a mocking grin on his face as he picked her up. He needed her, now. His hard-on was painfully pushing against his jeans. Her legs immediately closed around his waist as he carried her out of the kitchen, feeling him against her slickness and heat.

She buried her face into the crook of his neck, smelling him and peppering him with kisses, knowing this night had so much more to offer now.