Chiba and you had been dating for a few month now, he owned his own architecture business in town and you were headed in to meet him after he finished for the day.
Being part of class 3-E meant that you had gotten to know Chiba pretty well in school.
His quiet, stoic ways had always intrigued you. He was super intelligent and an amazing marksman, that’s when you had first started to pay attention to him.
Being quite a serious type his confession to you had been more like a business transaction but you didn’t mind because you knew that was just how he did things.
You entered his work building and noted how quiet it was.
“everyone has already left then obviously.” You thought as you walked through the marble foyer, your shoes making minimal noise on the hard shiny surface.
Suddenly the hair on the back of your neck stood on end and you felt eyes on you.
Quickly you ducked in behind one of the marble pillars and pressed your back up against it, listening intently with every fibre of your being.
“I feel like someone is watching me” You thought as you peaked out from your hiding spot.
Suddenly a toy gun landed on the marble floor near you and slid towards you, stopping beside your foot.
It had a note attached to it.
“Winner gets a special prize.” You read. “Ohh? Special prize, huh? I wonder what kind of special prize?” You thought as you bent down and picked up the gun, picking the note off it and folding the message before packing it into your pocket.
“You’re on!” You shouted from your hiding place as you picked the gun up and checked how many bullets it held.
4 rubber bullets.
“He probably thinks that’s ample, only putting 4 in, he really only needs ONE to be honest, the other 3 are for fun.” You thought with an eye roll as you closed the catchè and took off the safety clip, cocking the gun and holding it with both hands up to your shoulder.
As you listened you slowly slipped your shoes off.
“I need to be basically mute.” You thought as you slid slowly to your left and around the pillar, looking at the first place you could run to.
You crouched down and looked out from around the pillar, trying to visually locate Chiba but you couldn’t see him.
Taking a risk you ducked and ran to another pillar nearby.
A rubber bullet suddenly smacked you directly on the ass and you yelped in surprise.
“What the hell?” You said as you spun around.
Chiba was standing by the front door, gun raised and pointed at you, a knowing smirk on his face, his fringe still covering his eyes like it used to in school.
“Got you.” He said in a very calm, deep voice as he lowered his gun and started walking towards you.
“You didn’t even give me a chance!” You replied as you raised your gun at him and pulled the trigger.
Chiba leaned to his right suddenly to avoid your bullet and raised his gun, shooting your bullet mid air.
Your bullet ricocheted away and pinged into the marble pillar nearby.
“You play dirty.” He said lowly as he approached you, “not only do I win, but I get to punish foul play.” He added as he grabbed your chin and tilted your face up to his.
“What do you propose as the punishment?” You asked in a seductive tone, your eyes glazing over slightly with lust.
Through Chiba’s fringe you saw his maroon eyes glint with desire and he exhaled softly through his nose with amusement, a small smirk pulling at his lips.
“My office, now.” He said as he let go of your chin and tucked his hands in his pockets.
You spun and headed for the stairs, walking up them slowly as you let your hips sway from side to side a little more than usual, teasing Chiba’s vision with your body.
You could feel his eyes on your ass and you grinned mischievously as you walked up the stairs and turned right to his office, sauntering towards it and entering.
“On the desk.” He commanded lowly from behind you and you walked over and hopped up on it, sitting back and resting your weight on your arms as your half lidded eyes smoldered into his only just visible ones.
He smirked again and walked over, pushing your legs apart and up as he gripped your knees and stepped between them.
Silently he leaned in towards your face and poked his tongue out, running it across your bottom lip in languid movements as you let out a small sigh of pleasure.
You let his wet tongue trace your lips, tingles of pleasure shooting through you.
“Is this my punishment?” You asked coyly, “because it’s feeling pretty pleasurable to me.”
“You sure about that.” He asked lowly as he took one had off your knee and tilted you chin up with it. “Let me tell you what I’m going to do.”
He reached across the desk to grab a pen from the pen jar and took the lid off, placing the pen between his teeth as he helped you slide your shirt up over your head.
“Ok.” He said as he placed the pen to your collarbone. “I’m going to kiss down to here.” He stated plainly as he drew a line down to the top of your bra, over your left breast. “Please remove your bra.” He asked gently in his monotone voice.
You did so and he drew a circle around your nipple, the cold pen tip making your bud stiffen with excitement.
“I’m going to kiss and lick all in here.” He said bluntly, “then over to here.” He added, drawing another line from left breast to right breast then circling that one as well.
You let out a small gasp of excitement and watched as he then drew a line down your stomach to the top of your pants.
“And then, if you take these off, I’ll draw part two of the plan.” He said, his tone of voice very matter of facts he watched his hand draw.
You reached down and undid your pants and panties, pulling them down then sliding them off your ass as you wiggled on the desk top.
Both items fell to the floor with a plop and you pulled your legs back up and placed your feet on the desk, opening your legs to him again.
“Nice.” He said as he ran his hand down to your pussy and rubbed over it gently. “Ok, part two of the plan is very simple,” he stated as he put the pen on your pelvic bone and drew an arrow down to your clit.
You tilted your head down to watch him.
“Here is where I lick and suck on you until you beg me to cum and then I pull back and make you wait… over and over… until I say you can cum.”
He tilted his head back up and looked at you through his fringe, his sharp maroon eyes gazing at you longingly.
“You’re very cruel.” You pouted playfully, “this is the punishment, is it? Orgasm denial?”
“Well it certainly sounds like orgasm denial doesn’t it?” He replied dryly.
“Well if that’s my punishment then so be it.” You said airily as you leaned back for him to put his ‘plan’ into action.
“You may want to lie down for this one.” He said nonchalantly.
You spun on your backside and lay down, like a food platter about to be devoured.
Chiba very methodically kissed down your neck and to your left breast, standing off the side of the desk as he leaned over your naked body and took your nipple in his mouth, sucking and licking it as he watched for your reaction from the corner of his is eye.
Your body shook slightly from erotic excitement and small huffs escaped your lips as his tongue flicked over your nipple.
Slowly he leaned across you, following the line he had drawn to the right breast but he couldn’t reach.
Quick as a flash he sprung up onto the desk, landing lightly between your legs and continuing his ministries while he held his body off yours.
You moaned loudly as he gave your right nipple the same treatment as the left, fighting the urge to touch your throbbing pussy.
“I can see you’re ready.” He said lowly, “your face is flushed, pupils dilated, body is hot. It’s time to move on to part two of the plan.”
Slowly he kissed down towards your clit, making his movements more calculated the closer he got to your heat.
He pushed your legs open wider and kissed all over them, deliberately avoiding your clit and pussy, your pussy, that was now leaking juices onto his desk.
“Very wet.” He commented, “good.”
He poked his tongue out and pressed it to your clit, holding your legs out so you had minimal contact, the only thing you could feel was the tip of his warm tongue against your throbbing bud.
You cried out and slammed your palms against the desk top.
“More Chiba!” You moaned.
“Not so fast.” He replied lowly.
You moaned in frustration and let him lick you a few times, giving you more pressure before pulling off you again.
You squealed in sexual frustration and tried to rub your own pussy but he stopped your hand.
No, Y/N.” He said, his maroon eyes only just visible behind his fringe.
Again and again he gave you just enough to excite you then pulled back for a bit to let you cool down.
As you growled in frustration again he inserted 2 fingers into you and pumped them into you furiously before pulling them out and observing his hand calmly while you writhed before him.
“You’re so meeean~.” You wailed playfully, loving this edge play.
“I know.” He said in monotone calmness, glancing at you again as he bent his head back down and sucked firmly on your clit.
He pushed his fingers back into you while he sucked on your bud, bringing you closer and closer to orgasm but each time just as things we’re feeling really good he would cease all activity and either sit back or crawl up your body a little to make out with you.
It was now the 5th time he had bought you to the edge of climaxing and hadn’t given it to you and your body was quivering and sweaty, well and truly worked up.
“Please! Please!” You begged through ragged breaths, “let me cum, I want to cum!”
“How badly do you want it?” He asked in his deep calm voice.
“Please!” You wailed, “I’m desperate!”
He unzipped his pants and sagged then down over ass, pulling his boxers down a little way too to reveal his massive dick.
“Would this make you climax?” He asked calmly, his sharp maroon eyes focused on you from behind his fringe.
“YES!” You wailed excitedly, “please let me have you.”
“As you wish.” He said as he leaned forward and pushed sharply into your sopping wet pussy.
You wailed as he slammed into you hard and fast, your fingers gripping into the back of his shirt as he forced your body to the point of climax.
You were so overstimulated but this point that the climax was HUGE and you cried out loudly as the euphoric feeling washed over you, Chiba still slamming into your pussy furiously.
As you came he pulled out, sitting back and stroking himself before packing himself away.
“Y-You don’t want to climax?” You panted as you sat up a bit.
“I’m waiting till we get home.” He replied with a devilish smirk, “this is strategic planning.”
“You’re always thinking tactically.” You replied with a chuckle of amusement.
~ END ~