A Modern Romance: NSFW Alphabet
By Misha
Disclaimer- Not mine.
Author’s Notes- I’ve had a few people ask me about Modern Kenna and Diavolos and this morning they just walked back into my head. This is for Day 15 (yes it’s late) of the September Choices Challenge: Smut. Kenna and Diavolos do the NSFW alphabet together. This is set between “What Haunts Us” and “Now and Forever” and takes place two weeks before Kenna and Diavolos’s wedding.
Pairing- Modern Kenna and Diavolos
Rating- NSFW
Summary- Kenna and Diavolos do a sex survey together. Smut ensues.
Words- 2773
Kenna lay in bed, checking a few emails before she got up for the day. She clicked on one from Annelyse listed as “Personal–NSFW”. Her eyebrows raised as she scanned the email, which included a link to a sex survey.
Now that you no longer have to hide your relationship, I can send you things like this. Isn’t it nice no longer keeping secrets from your best friend?
Kenna laughed at the teasing e-mail and then clicked on the link, her curiosity aroused. She’d just opened it when Diavolos emerged from the bathroom, clad only in black sleep pants.
“Work stuff?” He asked as he climbed into bed next to her.
Kenna shook her head, “no, it’s a sex survey.”
He grinned, “that sounds interesting.”
Kenna shifted so that they could both see her laptop screen, Diavolos’s arms wrapped tightly around her as they read the first question.
A = Aftercare
“You’re a softie,” Kenna teased, “Diavolos Nevrakis, the bad boy of the corporate world likes to cuddle after sex.”
“Only with you,” Diavolos told her, placing a kiss on her shoulder. “Are you objecting?”
“Nope,” Kenna answered. Diavolos’s tenderness with her, the way he’d made her feel so cherished from the first time they’d slept together was one of the reasons she’d fallen so hard. He’d made it impossible for her to consider it just sex.
B = Body part
“You like my ass,” Diavolos grinned.
“That’s because you have a fantastic ass,” Kenna countered. “Especially when you wear jeans.” She grinned. “You like my boobs.”
“Yes, I do,” Diavolos told her, his hands moving to cup them, eliciting a moan out of Kenna. “I mean, I like every part of you. Your gorgeous ass, those long sexy legs, those luscious lips…” He leaned down and kissed her, slow and lingering, “but yes, I love your breasts. I love knowing that they are mine to touch.” He slipped his hand inside her nightgown, teasing her nipples and making it very hard for Kenna to concentrate.
C = Cum
“You like to come inside me,” Kenna commented. It was rare for him to finish anywhere else.
“I don’t mind coming in that pretty mouth,” Diavolos commented and then shrugged. “But yes, I prefer coming inside you. Making it clear that you are mine.”
Kenna grinned. “I think you especially liked it those times we had quickies during functions and I had to go back out there, my thighs sticky with your cum and pretend nothing happened.”
“Well, I hated the pretending part,” Diavolos told her, “but yes, I liked knowing that I’d marked you as mine even if I couldn’t show it from the rooftops.”
D = Dirty Secret
“I’ve fucked you in my office,” Diavolos commented as they moved on to the next question, “and yours.”
Kenna laughed. “Yes, you have.”
“We should have sex in Marco’s office,” Diavolos commented, “someone should christen it and it won’t be him. Well, unless money exchanges hands.”
“Diavolos!” Kenna scolded, “we’re not having sex in your brother’s office.”
“Are you sure?” He asked her, his hands roaming her body. “I can be very persuasive…”
“Next question,” Kenna said quickly, trying to focus on the laptop, and not Diavolos’s hands, because he was right. He was far too persuasive.
E = Experience
“Nope,” Kenna said as she read the question out loud, “no good ever comes from answering that question.”
“Agreed,” Diavolos told her. “I don’t want to think about you with other men.
“We can just agree that we both know what we’re doing,” Kenna added, “and whatever prior experience we have, we put it to good use.”
F = Favourite Position
“You like being in control,” Kenna commented with a smirk as they moved onto the next question.
“Are you complaining?” Diavolos asked, moving the laptop to the side and then, swiftly spinning them both so Kenna was pinned underneath him. His hands roamed along her body as his lips found the sensitive spot at the nape of her neck.
“Nooo…” Kenna moaned, arching into him. “Not at all…”
G = Goofy
Kenna opened the laptop again, feeling very sated. Beside her, Diavolos was looking very pleased with himself.
“I wouldn’t say you’re goofy,” Kenna commented, “you’re too intense for that.”
He smirked. “Is that a bad thing?” His hands ran over her naked body, still flushed from the pleasure they’d shared. “I thought you liked my intensity, my dedication to doing things well if I’m going to do them…”
H = Hair
Kenna gave herself a moment to enjoy Diavolos’s touch and then turned her attention back to her computer.
“We’re both pretty good about staying groomed,” Kenna mused. “Though I’m glad you don’t wax your chest.”
She let her eyes linger on Diavolos’s chest, which had just the right amount of chest hair.
“But I bet you’re glad I wax my back,” Diavolos teased, catching her hands as they trailed down his chest.
“Maybe…” Kenna admitted with a laugh. “I guess there is a limit to how hairy I like my men.”
I = Intimacy
The laughter faded as they read the next question.
“You make me feel like no one else exists,” Kenna commented, “it’s been like that from our very first night together.”
“That’s because no one else exists for me,” Diavolos told her, “I knew that first night that I wanted you more than I’ve ever wanted anyone else and when I got you… I knew I’d never let you go.”
Kenna bit her lip at the intensity in his dark eyes, the depth of this man’s love for her. “I’m glad you didn’t,” she confessed, remembering how miserable she’d been, trying to convince herself that she couldn’t keep Diavolos when both her body and her heart knew otherwise.
J = Jack Off
“Only when one of us is away on business,” Diavolos commented, reading the question. “And usually on the webcam where I can at least see you and hear your voice.”
“Mmmm… Yes,” Kenna murmured, thinking of the very satisfying video chats they’d had when business called one of them away.
“Otherwise, I’d much rather be the one getting you off,” Diavolos commented, his hands trailing between her legs.
“Diavolos…” Kenna whimpered, “the survey…”
He teased her for a moment and then withdrew his hand, causing Kenna to whimper at the loss of contact. “If you’re sure…”
She wasn’t. Not at all. But… She took a deep breath and continued reading.
K = Kink
“I like control,” Diavolos admitted and then grinned, “but I think you like it too.”
“I do.” Kenna agreed, snuggling closer to him. Before Diavolos, it wasn’t something she’d have said she liked, but with him… She liked the way he took control of the situation, the way he gently dominated her. “Because I know you’d never hurt me.”
“Never,” Diavolos agreed, his expression tender, “I couldn’t live with myself if I hurt you, Kenna.”
“And that’s why I trust you,” she said simply. She knew that whatever he did, however his need for control manifested, he’d never take it to a place of pain and that made it easy for her to give in to the pleasure.
L = Location
“Marco’s office,” Diavolos answered immediately as his eyes scanned the next question.
Kenna glared at him. “Not happening.”
Diavolos shrugged. “Then anywhere. I’m not picky. I’ll take you anywhere I can have you.”
“I’ve noticed,” Kenna said with a laugh, “conference rooms, elevators, the back of a limo…”
“It’s not my fault you are so fucking sexy,“ Diavolos told her with a grin that stayed in place as he read the next question.
M = Motivation
“You,” Diavolos said simply, “you turn me on, all I have to do is look at you and I’m hard.”
“Mmmm….” Kenna murmured, “the feeling is mutual. Sometimes when we’re out, you can be across the room and just look at me in a certain way and I want you.”
“Good,” Diavolos said with obvious satisfaction, “I want you to want me as badly as I want you. It’s only fair after all.”
“It is,” Kenna agreed before moving onto the question about turn-offs, knowing the answer before Diavolos even said anything.
N = NO
“I don’t share,” Diavolos said flatly. “What’s mine is mine.”
“I don’t either.” Kenna agreed, her hand resting on his chest. “You’re all mine.”
“Forever,” Diavolos told her, his hand coverings the one that wore his ring.
“Besides, I wouldn’t have time for anyone else,” Kenna teased, lightening the mood, “you’re insatiable.”
“Only because you taste so good,” Diavolos told her, and then laughed when he saw the next question. “And on that subject…”
O = Oral
“I love the taste of you,” Diavolos groaned, “but I also love the feel of your mouth on me.”
“Me too,” Kenna agreed, “I love the sounds you make when I go down on you, but I also love the way you make me feel.”
“Which is why it’s good that we can do both at the same time,” Diavolos told her suggestively, his hands trailing over her hips as if he was resisting the temptation to pick her up and sit her on his face.
P = Pace
“It varies,” Kenna answered trying to keep them focused by moving onto the next question, “you’re always commanding, but sometimes you can be so gentle.”
“You deserve gentleness,” Diavolos told her, cupping her face in his big, strong hands, “sometimes I want to make love to you and make sure you know without words just how much I treasure you.” He grinned, that devastatingly sexy grin that made her weak and wet at the same time. “Other times I want to fuck you hard and remind you that you are mine.”
“And I like both,” Kenna told him honestly, “I love it when you fuck me,” she really did, “but sometimes when you make love to me… I just… I shatter. Your tenderness destroys me. If it was just sex, I probably would have been able to keep pretending it wasn’t real but… You had to make it more.”
“It was always more,” Diavolos told her softly, his eyes dark with love and desire. “It was more before I even kissed you.”
Q = Quickie
The two of them took a moment and then Kenna read Question 17 out loud. “You’ll have sex anywhere, anytime.”
“Yep,” Diavolos agreed, “quickies can be great. Especially during boring functions.”
“I admit you do make those functions much more enjoyable,” Kenna told him, “in fact I’m almost looking forward to tonight’s banquet.”
Diavolos raised an eyebrow. “Is that so?”
“You see my dress is very tight, so tight that panty lines would show…” Kenna told him.
He groaned. “Kenna… You’re going to kill me.”
She just grinned and moved onto the next question.
R = Risk
“Well apparently tonight I’m going to fuck you at one of the biggest fundraisers of the year,” Diavolos mused, his eyes dark with promise.
Kenna felt a shiver of anticipation go through her. Yes, the boring function would definitely be worth it.
“You’ve never minded getting caught,” Kenna reminded him.
Diavolos shrugged. “There are worst things that a sex scandal. Hell, my sister’s had at least three.”
Kenna giggled, “I guess that’s one way of looking at it,” and turned her attention back to the survey.
S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)
“I’m hoping for at least a second round this morning,” Diavolos told her with a grin. “And then we’ll need a shower…”
“I think you’d spend the whole day in bed if you could,” Kenna told him, shaking her head, trying to ignore the need his words awakened in her and focus. He’d already distracted her once.
“Wouldn’t you?” Diavolos asked her, “I think that’s what I’m most looking forward to about our honeymoon. I’m going to have you completely to myself, no work, no real world, nothing but each other and the ability to make love as long and often as we like.”
Kenna let out a little moan at the image. “Two more weeks,” she promised him and then she took a deep breath, trying to focus on the present.
T = Toy
“You banished all my toys,” Kenna joked once she’d regained her composure.
“I told you, you could keep them,” Diavolos reminded her, “I just told you I’d show you why you didn’t need them. I quite liked the idea. I always enjoy a challenge.”
Kenna just rolled her eyes and moved on.
U = Unfair
“It’s definitely you,” she told him, as she read the question about which one of them teased more. “You can be merciless.”
“I’m not the one that goes to formal functions without underwear,” Diavolos reminded her.
Kenna grinned, “well if you’re not going to play fair, then why should I?” She shot him a look. “So your hands aren’t going to wander tonight?”
Diavolos smirked. “Oh, they definitely are. I’m going to make sure you are aching for me before I drag you off to the nearest private spot and fuck you hard against a wall.”
“Diavolos…” Kenna groaned, shuddering at the image. This was going to be a good night.
“Anticipation is part of the fun,” he reminded her and then he read the next question out loud.
V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)
“You’re a talker,” Kenna mused, “you use your words as well as your body and you are so good at it.”
“And you reward me with the most delicious sounds,” Diavolos told her, “I love the way you scream my name when I make you cum.” He grinned. “Though I also like making you be quiet. Like tonight, you’re going to have to keep all those lovely sounds inside while I get to put my hands all over that sweet, wet pussy.”
“Diavolos…” Kenna groaned.
Diavolos parted her legs, sliding his hand between them and teasing her slick folds. “But right now you don’t have to be quiet,” he told her, “you can be as loud as you want. In fact, I encourage it.”
Kenna closed the laptop and pushed it aside, knowing they wouldn’t be focusing on the survey for a while…
W = Wild Card
“I like fucking you fully dressed,” Diavolos mused when they finally got back to the survey. “Just knowing that we need each other too much to even bother getting rid of our clothing.”
“Mmmm yeah,” Kenna agreed, “though I’m surprised, I thought you liked having me naked.”
“Oh I do,” Diavolos told her, his eyes running over her naked body with clear admiration, “I’d keep you naked all the time if I could, but since I can’t, then I’ll settle for the way you look all made up with your dress hiked around your hips as I make you scream in pleasure.”
“You have definitely influenced my wardrobe,” Kenna admitted, before turning her attention back to the computer.
X = X-Ray
Diavolos grinned. “Well, I’ve never measured, but I’ve never had any complaints.”
Kenna laughed, “Imagine that.” She couldn’t resist the urge to run her hands over his length, noting the way he stirred at her touch despite how… active they’d been that morning. “You really are insatiable.”
“It’s all you, baby,” Diavolos assured her.
Kenna removed her hand and placed it on his face instead, kissing him softly before pulling away. “Well, now that we’ve satisfied your male ego, what’s the next question?”
Y = Yearning
Kenna read it and laughed. “I think the way your body was responding to me just now answers that.”
She focused on the final question before Diavolos could make any kind of comment that would distract them again.
Z = ZZZ
“I usually fall asleep first,” Kenna admitted.
“Usually mid-sentence,” Diavolos teased, “but I’m usually out a minute or two later, just in time for you to start to snore.”
“I don’t snore!” Kenna protested, frowning up at him.
“You do,” Diavolos told her, “but it’s ok because it’s cute.”
She glared at him, about to protest some more but he closed the laptop and put it aside, for good this time and then he got out of bed and held his hand out to her. “I think it’s time for us to move this to the shower.”
“Is that so?” Kenna asked coyly, getting up as well. “And what do you intend to do in the shower?”
“Get clean, of course,” Diavolos assured her with that heart-stopping grin, “but first I plan on getting really dirty.”
- End
