rageandruin (rageandruin) wrote in shadows_rpg, @ 2021-09-05 09:30:00 |
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Entry tags: | #june 2018, caden, caden x shan, shan |
Who: Shan and Caden, Part 2
When: Late night 6/16 into early morning 6/17
Where: Atlantic City
Warnings: NSFW
Status: Complete
She gasped a little as Caden pulled her head back and his cock out, but it felt good anyway. Shan’s eyes were hazy and unfocused as she looked up at him, licking at the drool on her full bottom lip. Her pussy gave a throb -- now came the really good part, and her body was oh so ready for him. She wasn’t too far gone to lose all of her sense though, and raw-fucking a stranger was the kind of risk she didn’t like, so Shan lifted one hand to point toward drawer of the bedside table. Who knew how often he did this and what he’d picked up along the way. “Condom, please,” she murmured, her own voice rusty from the strain on her throat. Shan didn’t move to get into position yet, needing to watch him put it on so she was sure.
Caden was so out of contact with rational thought that it took him a second to figure out what she was asking. When it clicked, Caden gave an internal groan, although he appreciated the reminder. She was a stripper, and quite obviously a whore, so he didn't want to pick up anything she might be carrying around either. Licking his lips, Caden yanked open the drawer, found the box of condoms and pulled one out. She was watching him, like he might toss the thing over his shoulder or something. Amused, he ripped open the package and rolled the condom over his cock before lifting a brow, a smirk playing on his lips. "Satisfied?"
Pregnancy wasn’t a concern for Shan, but she didn’t feel like getting tested again so soon after her last one and maybe having to treat an infection, blah blah, gross. Plus, maybe a condom would make him last longer. Shan didn’t want to end up disappointed by this whole night. She did watch him just in case, because she’d been stealthed before and it sucked, but Caden was a good boy and actually put it on, so she gave him a wicked smile to answer his smirk. “Mmm, not yet, but I bet you can get me there,” she purred, pivoting on her knees to turn around. Shan scooted back until she was at the edge of the bed, knees close together, and she gave a catlike stretch to put her ass in the air, wiggling it a bit for him.
Her ass was a beacon for Caden's hands and he smoothed them over the soft skin, squeezing for a moment with a soft curse of appreciation. He had always loved women with curves and watching Shan dance earlier, he loved that she had curves and muscle. But Caden was too drunk and too horny to really contemplate worshiping her body with his hands, so he held her hip tight with one and guided himself to her slick opening before thrusting inside of her sharply and with force. He could have taken it slow and eased them into it, but he didn't want slow and he doubted Shan did either. "Fuck," he groaned, gripping both hips now as he immediately began to pound into her. It was just to just let his body take what it wanted and he wasn't even sure he'd care if she told him to stop.
Shan wanted to really purr at the admiration, she always loved to make men cuss under their breath like that. Really, any form of cursing was a good sign. Caden didn’t give her much time to bask in it, but Shan wasn’t going to complain. She gasped and whimpered at that first hard thrust, her pussy suddenly deliciously full. Fuck, it felt just as good as it had looked and tasted, and nothing in her wanted to tell him to stop. Shan curled her fists into the blanket beneath her as the fucking really started, hot pleasure already filling her lower belly. Sharp cries passed her lips and she moved with him, pushing back into those punishing thrusts like she couldn’t get him deep enough. It hurt, but exactly in the way that she liked, and Shan felt herself getting even wetter as she slipped back into mindless lust.
Caden didn't know if it was the pills and booze, or if it was Shan moving back to impale herself on his cock, or just the fact that he was fucking a woman who wasn't Roxy, but his body was awash in such intense pleasure that he nearly blew his load right then and there. His hands pulled her back on his cock firmly before he held still for a moment until the edge dulled enough that he was sure he wasn't going to embarrass himself. "Fuck, you're tight," he groaned as he started up again, the sounds of their bodies slapping together as erotic to his ears as everything else. One hand slid up her back to grip a fistful of her hair before he yanked her head back, his other hand sliding around her throat where he gripped her. Certainly not enough to scare her, but he wanted her to feel the pressure of his fingertips as he pounded into her. Maybe he wanted to hear her scream and Caden wasn't sure he would let up until he did.
If that was Caden’s goal, he was definitely going about it the right way. The hard pull in her hair made Shan cry out again, and she pushed her upper body up onto her hands, her back arched as deep as she could get it. And then his hand was around the front of her throat and the last of coherent thought died in Shan’s brain. There was nothing but intense pleasure and pain all tangled together, the sense of being completely owned and used. She was caught between his grip in her hair and the grip on her throat, and Shan tried to lean into the latter, wanting even more pressure. “Yes,” she panted, not even really aware of any words coming out of her mouth. “Yes daddy, fuck ... fuck, fuck, yes --” Her voice rose into a whine and then a sharper cry she didn’t have any control over as an orgasm crashed into her. Shan’s hips bucked as much as they could and she throbbed hard around his pistoning cock, the intense flood of pleasure sending her flying into some other dimension. That was how it felt, at least. Shan was happy to be multi-orgasmic with most men, but it had been a long time since that first one had hit so hard.
Caden grunted when he felt Shan's body start to pulse rhythmically around his cock. Goddamn, she was sexy as fuck. Listening to her cries sent pleasurable tremors down his spine and his hand pressed more firmly against her throat. That violent edge was always there inside of him when he was fucking someone and knowing that Shan was getting off on it only spurred Caden on. It probably helped that he felt completely stoned and removed from rational thought. Panting, Caden let Shan go, pulling out of her body and grabbing her with both hands to flip her over on her back. Curling his hands around her thighs, he yanked her back to the edge of the bed before slipping his cock back inside of her body. Leaning over her body, Caden braced himself on one hand by her head, the other curling around her throat again as he started to pound her.
Her body still humming from her climax, Shan bonelessly went where Caden put her. She managed to lift a hand to push dark hair out of her face once she was on her back, and she whimpered as he filled her again. It was so fucking good, and she greedily hoped that Caden lasted a while so she could come around him another couple of times at least. She pulled her knees higher toward her body to give him plenty of room, eyes opening again at the pressure of his hand against her neck. Fuck, she loved that, and she wanted him to squeeze harder, take her breath, flex his control more. This one-nighter might leave her battered and bruised and the thought only made her pussy ache even more. Shan reached for Caden’s body, skimming her fingers over the muscles working in his sides and back before she raked her nails down his chest, some spark of challenge in her blue eyes as she stared up at him. One hand flashed up again to smack him in the face -- though she couldn’t get much of a swing from down there, she wanted to inspire him to retaliate.
The sting from her nails added a dangerous mix of pain to the pleasure that was also pummeling his body but Caden barely had time to hiss when she slapped him. It wasn't as forceful as it might have been had he not been pinning her down by her throat but it was still unexpected and triggered a flash of white hot rage. As stoned as he was, Caden barely registered his own hand letting go of her throat to slap her hard across her face in retaliation. And then his fingers were digging into her neck again, applying more force as he began to fuck her mercilessly, wanting to hurt her as much as he wanted to fill her up with his cum - had he not been forced to wear a condom, anyway. He was at least going to make sure she still felt him in her pussy in the morning. "Fucking bitch," Caden growled, clenching his eyes shut now as his body raced to completion, his free hand slipping between their bodies to press his thumb roughly against her clit.
The crack across her cheek made Shan’s ears ring and her mind reeled in that way she loved. It hurt so good, and then her throat was being squeezed again and it got harder to breathe. It was a strange mix of feeling like she wasn’t in her body at all and like that was all she was, just a bundle of nerve endings to be roughly played with. Shan barely heard the hot insult over the rushing and ringing in her ears, and just as she felt like she was sinking into darkness, another orgasm hit her. Her body arched and bucked against the onslaught, mindless pleasure pummeling her from all directions. Shan couldn’t get the breath to scream, but she let out a wheezy cry that she wasn’t even aware of, her pussy spasming around Caden’s cock. It was almost like a seizure, but it felt so incredibly good, she didn’t really care if he never let her breathe again.
It was impossible to stop once he felt her pussy start to pulse around him again and he marveled at the knowledge that this bitch liked it this rough. His balls grew tight against his body and Caden grunted with every frenzied thrust until he couldn't hold back any longer. Yanking himself out of her, Caden released her throat to tug the condom off of his cock. It only took three strokes before he was coming with a low, long groan over her stomach and breasts. His heart pounding like a jackhammer in his chest and Caden could feel the tremors start to overwhelm his body as he wrung every last ounce of pleasure from his cock. Holy shit, he couldn't remember the last time he had come so hard and he was positive he was about to pass out.
Shan gasped as he let go of her throat, her body insisting on pulling oxygen back in, even though she liked being so dizzy and half-conscious. She whimpered and groaned as she felt Caden come all over her, her hips still rocking up of their own accord, rubbing against his balls and the back of his hand. Her hand slid down to where she felt some hot cum on one breast and Shan swiped it up and guided her fingers to her mouth. She hummed as she sucked on them, her eyes finally cracking open to look up at Caden. Her body was still thrumming with warm pleasure, and she wrapped her legs loosely around his hips to keep him close. Fuck, that had been perfect, and exactly what she’d needed.
Panting, Caden leaned over Shan, his hand braced against the bed to keep himself from collapsing on top of her. It took him a few moments to catch his breath and find the energy to move, flopping down on her bed beside her. He wasn't entirely sure he would have been able to stay upright for much longer. "Goddamn," he muttered, draping his arm over his eyes. It had felt good to just let go and fuck without worrying about the woman becoming emotional or driving him crazy. He could get up right now and leave if he wanted to, though he certainly didn't have the right state of mind to do that and he sure as hell wouldn't know how to find his way back to the motel he had gotten with Max. It didn't matter. He could lay there and chill for a bit, maybe drink some more and fuck her again before he left.
She gave a luxurious stretch as Caden hit the mattress next to her, releasing the tightness in her hips. There was still a dull throb in her face and her pussy, but Shan enjoyed even that sort of after-pain. She idly smoothed her fingers over her skin, rubbing his cum in so it wasn’t just globs sitting there. It was good for your skin anyway, she’d heard. Shan didn’t feel the need to speak to him as they caught their breath and wound down, she just enjoyed the emptiness of her mind and the lowkey humming feeling in her body. She was distantly glad that Caden obviously wasn’t a cuddler, the comedown for her was always easier with some space to breathe. After resting for a little while, Shan stretched again and sat up with a soft grunt. She got the beers they’d left behind, along with the baggie of pills from her bag, and returned to the bed to sit down next to him. “You’re not gonna be boring and leave now, right?” she murmured with a soft smirk, offering one of the beers out to him. “The night is still young.”
Caden was feeling pretty boneless and satisfied, like he could fall into a deep sleep and never wake up. He'd be okay with that too, because his body felt so damn good. When he felt movement in the bed, Caden lifted his arm a bit to peer out at her. The beer was appealing and he took it before sitting up a bit with a grunt. "I'll leave when I'm ready to leave," he said simply, taking a drink of the beer and not really caring if she found that to be boring or not. But she was right, the night was still young and he eyed the pills in her hand. "You gonna share some more of those?"
Shan crossed her legs in front of her and tossed the bag onto the bed between them. She was tempted to tell him he could only have more if he stayed for a while, but maybe that was kidnapping or something, she didn’t know. It wasn’t like she’d paid for them anyway, and the less she had left over, the less likely she was to just scarf all of them down at once. “Knock yourself out,” she murmured, lifting her beer to her lips for a couple of sips. Shan eyed him for a moment, a little smile toying with her lips. “I haven’t been fucked like that in a long time.” It wasn’t quite a thank you, but it was true. Most men were too pussy to give her what she needed, at least to that level. The most she usually got was some hair pulling and a light choking, but Caden either instinctively understood what she wanted, or he had some Issues. Or both, maybe.
Caden picked up the bag to fish out one of the pills, washing it down with some beer as he eyed her. A smirk twitched at his lips. "You're welcome." He knew it wasn't necessarily a thank you but he took it that way. If she hadn't liked it, she would have fought back. She certainly wouldn't have come as hard as she had. Twice. "I haven't fucked like that in a long time either." Caden drank some more, trying to decide whether his body had enough energy to even move from the bed anytime soon. Not that he really wanted to. The bed was pretty damn comfortable and Shan was smokin' hot, so he was feeling pretty content.
Once Caden had pulled what he wanted out of the baggie, Shan took it back to pick a couple of pretty little pills out herself. It probably wasn’t a great idea to take more, she should probably switch to weed or something, but hell, it was a celebration. Whatever. “Well then, you’re welcome too,” she told him with a soft snicker. Shan washed down a couple of pills with her beer and shifted around to lounge against her pillows, her eyes still on Caden. “What, so ... Roxy doesn’t throw down like that?” she asked, her head tilted to read the name tattooed along the fingers of his right hand. Her tone was light and teasing, and it didn’t even occur to her that the woman’s name might be a sore spot for him.
Caden tensed at the sound of Roxy's name and he eyed her warily before remembering he had Roxy's name tattooed on his knuckles. It would be easy to tell her to mind her own fucking business but at least she reminded him that he needed to figure out how to get Roxy's name removed... or changed into something else. "You want me to lay here and compare you two?" Caden asked with a chuckle before he took another drink of his beer. "I'd rather not." Mostly because he knew he wasn't in his right mind and the last thing he needed to do right now was talk about his ex-girlfriend.
That wasn’t exactly an answer, and it amused Shan for some reason. She wondered how old that tattoo was, how far back in his past this Roxy was, but she didn’t want to irritate him out of her bedroom with a bunch of questions he didn’t want to answer. “Hard pass,” Shan answered, smirking faintly. “Just fishing, that’s all.” It was fun to imagine that Caden’s ex was boring and vanilla in bed, and he hadn’t gotten to really fuck in ages. That might be way off base, but Shan didn’t care. If he wasn’t going to tell her, it was her own little fantasy. Shan sipped on her beer some more and let the pills settle in, that nice heaviness spreading through her body. She slid her foot over to lazily push toes against Caden’s calf. “We should do it again before you go,” she murmured.
Caden laughed deep in his chest, the sound somewhat surprising to his ears. It must have been the liquor and pills. He pushed his toes back against hers. "Do what? Fuck? We could do that." He drank more of his beer, eying her before resting the can on his leg. "Roxy's my ex. I guess we were goin' to get married." Caden shrugged, not really sure why he was talking about Roxy now. It had to have been that he was intoxicated. That and Shan was still essentially a stranger to him. And he was nowhere near Point Pleasant. It felt like he could say whatever the fuck he wanted without any consequence. "I wasn't Prince Charming though, so she ditched out."
Shan liked his laugh, and that he was relaxed enough to do so now. She also liked hearing that they could fuck again before the night was over. It was so rare to find someone on her level, she wanted to get as much out of it as she could. Shan didn’t expect him to keep talking about Roxy, but she listened with interest. Not just an ex-girlfriend then, but an ex-fiancee, that was interesting. “What like, she didn’t know that before?” Shan muttered as she rolled her eyes. “When was that?” She knew it wasn’t any of her business, and he might not tell her, but she was curious if he was fresh off of a break up or what. Maybe that was why he needed a good fuck.
"Nah, she knew. She must have liked it for a while, but then figured she could change me." Caden thought he'd made it pretty clear he was who he was. If she hated it so much, he had no idea why she'd stayed for as long as she did. Her question prompted him to grin and he lifted his beer in salute. "And she ditched out on Friday. Yes, last Friday. That's why I'm here. To celebrate my freedom. So thanks," Caden added, "for being a part of that." Roxy had been the only person he had been with in the past five years or so, so being with someone new, someone as hot as Shan, felt pretty damn good.
Shan rolled her eyes at the bit about changing him -- too many women fell into that trap. Not usually the women she knew, they were too busy getting high and getting laid by men they accepted as bastards, but other women. “Friday? Holy shit,” Shan said with a laugh, her brows lifted high. She drained the last of her beer and set the bottle down, then shifted up onto her knees and moved to straddle Caden’s hips. Smiling faintly down at him, she took his free hand and pulled it to one of her breasts. “Fuck her, then,” she murmured. It was as simple as that, to Shan. If this Roxy bitch had broken off their engagement for some stupid girly bullshit, then she could fuck all the way off. Shan leaned down to kiss Caden, slow and lingering.
There was maybe a teeny tiny part of him that wanted to push Shan off of him, to defend Roxy, despite the fact that he had bad mouthed her too. Then again, Shan's breast felt nice and soft against his hand and her lips felt even better. Caden parted his own and slipped his tongue into her mouth, squeezing her breast as he did so. She was right. Fuck Roxy. Fuck Point Pleasant too. Fuck everybody. He was free now and he was going to fucking enjoy it.