"Me?"

You heard his voice heighten as you bit down on your lip, a chuckle ringing throughout the room as he let his head rest back against the wall.

"Why me, Y/n?"

"I don't know, its just racing through a lot of things right now but its solely focused on you at this moment...and...I want to ask you a few things..."

You turned your head to look at him, his eyebrow raised before he turned to you and leaned into the palm of his hand.

"Go ahead then."

You cleared your throat and stood up out of the chair, clinging to the nightgown as a source of comfort as your eyes glanced around the room.

"Well..firstly...I just want to know why you use me the way you do...is it solely just for your entertainment and pleasure or something more than that...?"

You looked back at him, shuffling your feet on the wooded floor.

"Mm.."

You watched him shift, crossing a leg over the other as he tapped a long finger against his temple.

"Why do you ask me this hm? Riddle me that."

"I would like to know. I have a right to know why you're using my body the way you do; its my being you're toying with and I want to know what you plan on doing to it."

You rubbed your arm as a grin formed on his lips, shifting from the couch up to the floor as he stood.

"Well I mean why not? You're allowing me to do it to you aren't you? You could've stopped me at anytime that you didn't feel comfortable with me; but you don't."

"That's not what I'm asking."

"Its what I'm asking."

He shifted his hand to his pocket, pulling a cigar from his vests pocket and lighting it, inhaling deeply before sighing out the thick smoke.

You rubbed your cheek, closing your eyes as you thought of some way to explain it to him.

You could tell him truthfully; you indeed liked it when he came to see you..or you couldn't.

You glanced up as he stood, waiting.

"Well...I..."

You shake your head.

"How am I suppose to explain this to you without it sounding like I'm some sort of naive little girl? I know I'm not but you make me feel that way.."

You bit your lip.

"I like it...I like it a lot... That's the only way I'll be able to tell you, to answer your question I like it...a lot...too much actually to the point I wish you'd come back and see me more often..."

You looked at him, hands freely fidgeting with whatever they could grab as you waited for some kind of response.

All he did was sit, he sat back on the couch as you stood and looked at him.

You stood like that for awhile; just watching him as he leaned against his knees, propped up on his elbows as he puffed away at his cigar.

"Why."

"Wh.. What..."

"Are you deaf woman I said why? Why do you like it I need to know."

You stood back, taking a step towards him as you cleared your throat.

"I l..like it because...because..."

You swallowed, reaching your hand up to brush a strand of hair away from your face.

"Because it makes me feel needed in a way, even though I know you have other women who can pleasure you, instead of me coming to you, you come to me, like I'm doing something right for you and it makes me feel like I'm still able to feel safe even when I'm a prisoner to my own fantasy..."

"Fantasy you say..."

You nodded slowly and walked towards the couch, resting a hand against his shoulder.

"Yes...I sometimes feel myself falling for you, like right now...and every other time i see you all I can think about in that moment is you and you alone...I focus on the pleasure you are bringing me in that moment and it brings me to an ecstasy I know no other man would be able to give me.."

"What are you telling...what are you telling me..."

You chuckled slightly and look down.

"Well, if this isn't a case of Stockholm syndrome, I guess you could say I love you...or at the very least I care for you..."

You felt his shoulder tense against your palm, your other hand coming to smooth his hair back​ as you hum.

"I don't understand how you could possibly-"

"I know...it sounds so strange and bizarre that even I thought i was lying to myself to cheer me up...but no...its not that.."

You looked down at him, running a gentle finger across the grooves of flesh missing from his face.

"I understand if you don't feel the same way, I know that you're not really one for relationships..."

"No I'm not...especially when said person is someone who I had been keeping locked away from everyone for my own necessities..."

You sighed and frowned, pulling away slightly before a hand grabbed your wrist.

"But...if you may know...the answer to your question..."

You looked at him as his eyes looked up to meet your own.

"No..I mean yes, it was for my own sexual entertainment and pleasure, but that is not all I went for..."

His hook wrapped around your middle, pulling you down to sit on his lap as his hand came up behind your back to gently rub and travel up to the back of your neck, eyes still on you the whole time.

"I went to hear my name fall from those pretty lips with that sweet voice, the clawing of a rabid and lust filled hand against my bare skin, to see the rawness of eyes glazed over with something even I couldn't pinpoint, the unbridled cries of pleasure you fueled to me...yes, it was for my pleasure...but not as much as it was for yours...for that was what gave me pleasure..."

He chuckled softly, a warmth coming to your cheeks as his hand now caressed the skin of your cheek.

"And of course...those flushed faces of ecstasy after your invigorating climax..."

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I hope this didn't seem rushed ;-;

Thank you