All of Me
By Misha
Disclaimer- Not mine. I’m just borrowing them for a little while and will return them when I am finished.
Author’s Notes- Happy Diavolos Appreciation Day! This one is set immediately after “Flirtation” as part of my A Modern Romance series and is a response to the following prompts: sex with the clothes still on, playful use of a man’s tie, “Do you trust me?” “With my life”, “Baby, all I need is you” from an anon and “I plan on taking my time with you”. This fic is new territory for me as I explore a new element of Kenna and Diavolos’s sexual relationship, one I’ve been building for a while. I’ve been doing a lot of research so that I could get the dynamic right and I hope I have.
Pairing- Modern Kenna/Diavolos
Rating- NSFW
Summary- Kenna and Diavolos reach a new level in their relationship.
Words- 1470
Kenna absently read the document on her screen, only half-paying attention as she waited for the sound of the door. Diavolos had texted from Zenobia’s birthday party that he was on his way and she’d been waiting impatiently for him ever since. She told herself that she was eager because of the nature of the conversation, not just because she wanted to see Diavolos and craved his company constantly. This was about sex, not emotion.
Finally, she heard the sound she had been waiting for and Kenna rose from the couch as Diavolos entered her apartment and closed the door behind him. She smiled in satisfaction at the heated look that appeared on his face as he took in the sight of her in nothing but his black t-shirt. She’d discarded her yoga pants and underwear while she’d waited for him, liking the idea of surprising him like this and the look on his face was her reward. She had to admit she liked knowing how much he wanted her.
“Do you know the things I want to do to you?” Diavolos asked, quickly crossing the room and wrapping her in his arms.
“I have some guesses,” Kenna commented with a smile, his words sending a thrill through her. This was exactly what she’d been waiting for, the feel of Diavolos’s arms around her and the promise of a very satisfying evening ahead of them.
He leaned down and kissed her, a deep, possessive kiss that left her hungry for more. “You look so fucking hot in my shirt,” he told her, his hand cupping her ass through the fabric. “I’m glad you decided to wear it.”
“Me too,” Kenna told him, though she still wasn’t sure what impulse had led to her grabbing it after her shower, especially since she and Diavolos hadn’t originally planned on getting together that night. But she was really glad she had and that she’d given in to impulse and teased Diavolos with that text. Because now she was going to get mind-blowing sex.
“I’m going to enjoy fucking you while you wear it,” Diavolos told her casually, “though first I plan on taking my time with you.”
“Do you?” Kenna asked, gazing up at him, wondering if he could see how much his words affected her.
“Oh yes, I have plans for you,” Diavolos assured her, “It was all I thought about during that boring party.”
He suddenly lifted her off her feet and into his arms, carrying her towards the bedroom. Kenna relaxed into his embrace, feeling completely secure. There was something about how strong and commanding Diavolos was that made it easy to give herself to him completely. She spent most of her time in control, being the boss, and she’d never thought she’d enjoy handing over that control, but with Diavolos she did and it was one of the things that drew her to him and made him so impossible to walk away from.
Diavolos sat her down on the bed and then stepped back and quickly began to take off his clothes. Kenna lifted herself onto her elbows and turned to watch him.
Diavolos grinned at her, “do you like what you see?”
“Yeah,” Kenna admitted, “I do.”
He really was a beautiful man and she wasn’t sure she’d ever get sick of watching him undress. Or of knowing that in a few moments, she’d be able to touch him, to run her hands all over that muscular body.
Once his clothes were off, Diavolos approached the bed and that’s when Kenna noticed that he was holding his tie in his hands. Her breath caught at the sight of it and she bit her lip, wondering what he was planning on doing with it, the possibilities filling her with anticipation. Diavolos met her eyes, his full of heat but also something tender.
“Do you trust me?” He asked in a low voice.
“With my life,” Kenna said instantly and it was true. Despite everything that stood between them, she trusted Diavolos completely. She knew that he would never hurt her. Maybe that was why it was so easy to give herself to him and let him take control.
“Then get on your back,” Diavolos ordered. Kenna nodded and complied. “Hands over your head,” he added, as he got on the bed beside her.
She did as she was told and Diavolos wrapped his tie around her wrists, tying it tight enough to bind them but not so tight that it hurt. “I told you I wanted to take my time with you,” he told her, gazing into her eyes, “and this way I can.”
Kenna just nodded, unable to form words, her mind running wild imagining what Diavolos had in mind.
Diavolos parted her legs easily, pushing the t-shit up to her stomach. “Look at you,” he commented with obvious satisfaction, “so ready for me, already. Just the idea of this turns you on, doesn’t it?”
“Yes!” Kenna admitted with a little cry.
Diavolos lifted her legs over his shoulder, lifting her ass off the bed a little and giving him better access. His hands gripped her hips as he lowered his mouth to her.
He teased her with his tongue, “damn you taste good,” he sighed his breath tickling her and filling her with pleasant sensation before he plunged it inside of her.
Kenna ached to touch him, to grab his hair or his shoulders, but she couldn’t. All she could do was react to him and the way his mouth was making her feel. “Diavolos!” She cried instead, arching her body against him as much as his hands would allow.
Diavolos continued to pleasure her with his tongue, hitting all the right notes and causing her to bite her lip as the sensations overwhelmed her and it wasn’t long before she was shuddering against him, his strong hands still anchoring her in place.
“Oh… Wow…” Kenna exclaimed as she came down from the high, Diavolos lowering her leg so she could collapse against the bed. She had never felt anything like that before. With Diavolos in control, all she could do was feel and the sensations had been so intense.
“This is just the beginning,” Diavolos told with a satisfied smirk, moving so that he was leaning over and kissing her deeply. She could taste herself on him, which just made her more desperate for him and she wanted to wrap her arms around him, pulling him close and deepening the kiss, but of course, she couldn’t.
“Are you ready for me?” Diavolos asked against her lips.
“Yes…” Kenna moaned, arching her hips upward, eager for him.
He didn’t make her wait. Instead, he entered her immediately, filling her up and making her sigh with pleasure at the sensation. Diavolos thrust into her hard and fast, which was fine with Kenna, his one hand tangling in her hair.
Kenna wrapped her legs around him, since those were free, pulling him as close as possible and meeting his every thrust eagerly. Their mouths were joined, exchanging deep, messy kisses, desperate to have as much of one another as possible. It wasn’t long before Kenna couldn’t take it any longer, coming with a scream.
A second later, she felt Diavolos shudder and then he spilled himself inside of her, filling her with his heat. He collapsed against her, his strong body pinning hers to the mattress for a moment. He pressed a hard kiss to her mouth, claiming her one more time, and then rolled onto his back.
“That was amazing,” Kenna told him honestly. She was pretty sure that was the most mind-blowing sex she’d ever had. Diavolos was already the best lover she’d ever had, but he’d just taken things to a new level.
“That was all you, baby,” Diavolos told her tenderly, gazing at her in a way that made Kenna breathless in an entirely different way, but also scared her. “You’re the amazing one.”
He reached over and gently untied her wrists, bringing them to his mouth and placing gentle kisses before gathering her into his arms. Kenna nestled against him happily, feeling completely sated and content.
Diavolos had this way of unleashing these intense emotions in her and bringing her to places she’d never expected to go and it was exciting and terrifying at the same time. Exciting because she’d never expected to feel like this, so alive and so connected to another person, but terrifying because it was Diavolos awakening these feelings in her and as much as she wanted him, as perfect as moments like these were, she couldn’t keep him.
This was temporary. As much as she wanted to give all of herself to him, to belong to him, mind, body, and soul, she couldn’t and she had to remember that.
– End
