No, no, no. This can't be happening.

As the first tear escaped his shut eyelids, I couldn't help but gasp and bite my own lip, my stomach tying itself in knots. This scene felt all too familiar, bringing back a flood of memories that threatened to overwhelm me. I watched helplessly as Adrian's chest heaved with sobs, his shoulders shaking uncontrollably.

It's just like I'm reliving fateful night all over again. I didn't learn, did I? I..I promised to never hurt him, but here we are. Fuck, even his cute little sniffles are tearing apart my heart. This situation must be incredibly scary for him...

I reached out gently to touch his shoulder. He flinched at my touch, pulling away slightly as if expecting pain. It broke me inside to see him so scared and vulnerable.

"Hey, hey-", I whispered with a gentle tone, trying to catch his attention.

"Come on, honeybee, please don't cry...", I took in a deep breath to calm myself down. His cries were progressed now and he was hiccuping as well.

"Hey!", I snapped my fingers right besides his ears, jolting him.

He turned slowly as his tears silently fell down the sides of his face. His expression was the mix of a cocktail of emotions; anger, desperation, hate, lust, while his eyes were half lidded.

"Look at me, babe.", I called out to him, before finally raising my knife. His eyes widened now, almost expecting a slash to his face.

"See this?", I swung the knife like a pendulum, right before throwing it lazily over my shoulder. It made a violent thud as it hit the ground, vibrating and reverberating against the walls by itself before finally stabilizing and going quiet.

Adrian stared at me with a curious face now. The waterworks had stopped, but I needed one more final push. Caressing his face, he closed his eyes preemptively, mimicking a flinch. His face felt hot to the touch, but I couldn't care less.

"There, there... I'm not going to hurt you, babe..", my fingers traced along his jawline gently as I placed soft kisses along his neck and shoulders—an unexpected sensation after such a demonstration of raw power just moments before.

I sat on his cock for a second as I raised myself, putting my hands on his shoulders as support.

"I..I just got carried away...", I leaned in, wrapping my arms around his neck. Our noses were kissing as we sat in silence, huffing and wheezing, with hot breaths wafting down one another's face. It was a simple position yet it felt so sensual in this moment.

"I..I'm so soo sorry...I..I-", I struggled to get my words out.

"T..there really is no excuse, is there..?", I glanced up at him with a sad look.

I could feel his heartbeat racing beneath my palms as he tried to steady himself. The scent of fear mixed with arousal filled my nose; it was intoxicating. As if reading my thoughts, he moved closer to me without breaking eye contact, his legs wobbly from the mixture of fear and anticipation. He licked his lips nervously, his tongue darting out to catch a bead of sweat that had formed on his top lip.

"You...you look so handsome..," I purred against his skin.

My words sent shivers down his spine; he could hardly believe what was happening but couldn't deny my flattery. He looked away with shame, but couldn't hide his cheeky blush. Seeing him vulnerable and scared tugged away at my heart. I gently took his chin in my hand, forcing him to meet my gaze.

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We sat there in silence for what felt like an eternity, our hearts beating in sync as if trying to communicate with each other without words. The sound of our breathing filled the air around us like a symphony of sorrow and desire

The way he looked at me spoke volumes, his eyes filled with confusion, and possibly a hint of desire. I couldn't help but think about how much I wanted to take care of him, to make things right.

His shaky hand reached out for mine, and it hesitated for a moment before holding me. His skin was incredibly soft, his touch warm and comforting. I had never felt so connected to someone before.

"You...you're really not going to hurt me?" he whispered, his voice weak and shaky.

I shook my head, trying to reassure him.

"No, I swear. I..just couldn't control myself. I shouldn't have scared you to death like that. I really am sorry.", I pleaded desperately.

His eyes held onto my every word, the pain evident in them, and I realized then that I didn't want to upset him anymore.

Adrian turned his head to the side as he opened his mouth,

"No more second chances from now, okay? The next time you try to hurt me just because you became crazy in the heat of the moment, I'm not gonna stand for that any longer.."

I slowly nodded, realizing that I too, truly needed help. It's a scary combination; to have a short fuse and be clingy to him at the same time. It really sets up a nice recipe for a disaster.

"I..I agree. There's something wrong with ne, yeah...", I whispered sadly.

"No more knives. No more chasing your husband through the dark woods! Y-You were so scary like a slasher movie villain..", he joked lightly trying to take the tension off between us.

I smiled faintly, before a frown replaced it. Guess that's it, huh? All this planning just for it to end up messed up like this. Great.

My insides were now starting to flare up and were aching, so I raised myself to put a hold over our copulation with a disappointed sigh.

Adrian however, had other plans in mind, as he quickly pushed me down, while intertwining both of my hands, and plunging himself deeper. I couldn't help but let out a soft whimper. As he held me down, he had a smug look on his face. One that I'd never seen before.

I stared at him with a scared expression.

"W...what do you think y..you're doing,honeybee...", I mumbled.

Adrian's face twisted into a scowl and his eyes darkened with both lust and anger.

"So you think you can just toy with me like that and get away with it, hm?", Adrian scowled. I could sense an undercurrent of venom, and love in his voice.

"No, that's not how this relationship works,", he said as he raised his hips, as he withdrew himself from me, making my eyes widen. His dick had almost imprinted itself into me from all the time it was sitting inside dormant, and I could feel my body calling out for him to come back.

'This is for everything!', he raised his voice for the very first time, making me squeal from both fear and desire.

He slammed into me again, hard and fast, hitting my G-spot with precision that left me breathless. My grip tightened around his hands as I braced myself for this night.