Pyrokinesis: the ability to generate and control fire. One of the 7 Wonders.

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S.E. // The 7th Supreme

"And baby, I love being in control"

As soon as the words left his lips, I lost it. I dove forward to connect our lips; eyes fluttering close instantly at the feeling of how soft his lips felt pressed against mine. He didn't seem to protest however, gladly responding with grabbing my hips and pressing me against the wall firmer. My hands caressed his strong jaw, feeling it move as he parted my lips with his own and pushed his tongue in.

My body flushed with heat when our tongues came into contact, rolling against each other as my painted nails slid into his long curly hair. The kiss broke momentarily for a breath of air, before we both automatically tilted our heads to opposite sides and joined our lips again. The feeling of his lips on mine was just so good I couldn't help but moan a little when he unexpectedly sunk his teeth into my thick lower lip.

He pulled it back, before letting it go and watching it pop back into place. His pale jade eyes watched me carefully, deep breaths leaving his rosy parted lips. I blinked before everything started to sink in slowly. I had just kissed Harry. My eyes widened all of a sudden, apologies stumbling out of my lips profusely as I started moving around but my body was trapped against the wall with his own one.

"Shit I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have done that. I just had too much to drink and god this is so emba-"

"Sage, it's fine," he chuckled at my awkward self, pulling my face up to meet his gaze. "Don't worry about, I enjoyed it to be honest," he told me with a light grin, triggering my own as I blew out a short breath. "Why are you apologizing?"

"I don't even know," I mumbled sheepishly, my cheeks flushing at how randomly forward I was. Harry smirked in amusement at my words, before he pulled his lips to the side in a curious frown.

"I don't get why you're trying to fight this," he frowned at me a little, knitting his brows over his blazing eyes.

"Fight what?" I asked, dumfounded.

"Your want for me, and I'm not saying it in a cocky way. It's just obvious, even more now that you've kissed me," he told me, dropping one of his hands to grasp my hip firmly the other one staying planted on my face. I was enjoying the warmth of it against my cheek, not gonna lie.

"It's just been a while since I've done something like this," I told him honestly, a sigh leaving my lips as I looked down at our feet.

His hand came around to cup my chin, pushing my head up slightly to gaze into my eyes. His thumb traced the curve of my bottom lip, lips that were still tingling from being kissed by his own.

"What are you so afraid of then?" he asked me gently, his eyes growing slightly concerned. It warmed my heart a bit, to show that he was actually concerned instead of being curious, or maybe it was both.

"I just don't want to get emotionally invested with someone right now, accidentally," I murmured, feeling odd all of a sudden for telling him all of this. I wasn't a very open person, but here I was mumbling away about old mistakes and whatnot. Maybe Christoffer put a little bit too much whiskey in my drink.

"You won't with me, I just want to make you feel good," he told me softly, his hand grasping my face firmly as his face inched closer to mine. "I want to show you what you've been missing out on."

His words caused a stirring in my abdomen, the lust swirling in his eyes speaking out to me and encouraging me to give in. I had a feeling that even if I wasn't drinking tonight, I would've still said yes, and that's what I did. I said yes.

"Then show me."

With that, his lips met mine once again, this time with much more fervor and force. His tongue rolled against mine heavily, my fingers slightly tugging on his hair as it did so. A surprising grunt left his lips, muffled by our heavy kiss as he squeezed my hips before trailing his hands down the outside of my thighs. His knee came up to spread my legs, moving himself in between them as he pushed his tongue deeper into my mouth.

His heavenly lips broke away from mine; a breath of air was sucked in through my mouth as he trailed his wet swollen lips over my cheek. My hand gripped the nape of his neck, the other holding onto his shoulder as he sucked on the skin near the end of my jawbone, before rolling his tongue lightly against it. A small whimper left me at that, my leg unconsciously hooking itself onto his hip.

He smirked against my neck, hand coming around to hold my thigh, squeezing it before he continued his gentle assault on my neck. My mouth dropped open as he carried on sucking, gently biting and kissing away the dull ache of the faint bruises he began to leave on my neck. I could feel him straining against his jeans near my inner thigh; positive that I too was aroused to a point my sex was probably soaking.

A short gasp left my lips when he rolled his hips all of a sudden, his clothed crotch rubbing against mine in a pleasuring way. My teeth sunk harshly into my bottom lip to conceal my moans as he did it once again, his lips moving up to my ear where he nipped my ear lobe gently.

"Baby, look what you've done to me," he whispered, his raspy voice making me a hundred times wetter than I already was.

He pulled back to gaze at me, his eyes darkened with lust and anticipation while his hand slid up my thigh to squeeze my ass. I sucked in a breath when he roughly grabbed the soft flesh, gazing back just as intensely as he was staring at me while he did so. His gaze flickered only momentarily to my legs, examining the black sheer panel thighs I was wearing.

"Not wearing panties I assume," he smirked, tracing the sheer part of the tights that ran down the side of my legs.

The look my eyes were confirmation enough when he suddenly pressed two fingers to the place between my legs. A breathless moan left my dewy lips as he rubbed gently, a cocky smirk dancing on his lips as he watched me in the dark. His fingers continued moving against me, increasing that ache down there more and more as I tried to conceal my quiet moans. His lips pressed against the shell of my ear, using his knees to part my legs wider before continuing to run his fingers against me.

"I can feel you soaking through your tights, darling," he chuckled, bringing his hand up and rubbing his fingers together as if my arousal was coating them. It probably was.

"Harry, I need you," I finally spoke breathlessly, watching his eyes darken at my words.

He ducked down, pressing his lips against mine as both his hands came around to grab my ass, squeezing the flesh through my tights. I dominated the kiss this time, pushing and rolling my tongue against his, all while my fingers fisted his curls. Our lips separated with a 'pop', foreheads resting against each other's as we breathed heavily.

"Whose place?" he finally asked.

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As soon as his bedroom door slammed shut behind me, I was dragged and pushed against it, warm lips finding mine, large hands grasping my hips. The corners of my lips curved upwards in a smirk at his restlessness, my arms gladly curling around his shoulders when he picked me up. My ankles interlocked behind his back, my fingers holding onto his curls as he carried me to his bed. Laying me down, he kicked his shoes off before proceeding to take my own shoes off, discarding them.

His body hovered over mine, large hands splayed on the mattress on either side of my head as he swiped his hot tongue over my lower lip, getting me to open my mouth again. My hands slid down from his hair and landed on his chest, I added slight pressure as he was too distracted with kissing me, before I pushed along with the aid of my telekinesis skills, he moved.

His breath was knocked out of his lungs as he stared up at me, while I took the dominant position with a smirk. I took a moment to gaze at his breathless self. I have slept with quite a few men before, but he was hands-down the most beautiful one. His dark brows were sloped downwards over his intense bright eyes, ruby lips coming into a small pout as he stared up at me, holding the upper hand. He didn't like it.

"Ever had a women on top, Harry?" I questioned lowly, my voice dripping with seduction as I lowered my body, face inching closer to his.

"No," he admitted, his jaw clenching a little. I smiled, I wasn't going to be on top for long, but when he takes the dominant position tonight I knew it was going to be rough.

"How about we try tonight, hmm?" I teased, trailing my lips over his jaw as I moved my hips ever so slightly. I heard his sharp intake of breath when I rolled my hot core against his clothed crotch.

He caught me off-guard by grabbing my hips and sitting up so abruptly, pulling my body close until our chests were touching. With one arm wrapped around my waist, his other dove in between us to cup my sex through my tights, making me suck in a sharp breath at the sudden move, lust-filled eyes flickering to his own as he smirked.

"Oh darling, I'm up for trying anything. As long as I get to fuck you so hard you'll remember me for days," he growled, his tone full of desire and impatience. I was dragging this on for too long, but I loved it.

His words went straight to the ache down there; my tights were pretty much destroyed from all this foreplay already. The feeling I got from his words gave me a surge of confidence, pushing me to be the first one to strip. Looking at him straight in the eye, I reached for the bottom of my crop top, tugging it over my head slowly as he laid back down to get a better view.

My curls flopped once I pulled the tight top off, bearing my full chest. Harry's gaze focused on my breasts, which were practically spilling out of the maroon lace bra I had on. But they soon flickered to the permanent ink that decorated my bronzed skin under my breasts. My lips parted slightly when one of his hands rose from my hips, fingertips lightly skimming the dark ink before his eyes met mine again.

"You're so beautiful," he murmured, his tone genuine and full of awe.

When men usually complimented me, it was always part of their tactic to get into my pants; some men were genuine about it. But when Harry spoke those words, I felt a flush creep up onto my cheeks, a smile dipping into my lips. His smile mirrored mine for a second before a certain emotion flickered through his eyes and it changed. It transformed into his usual smirk as his hands rose up behind my back to undo the clasp of my bra.

Confusion flooded my brain momentarily before I remembered that this was just a one-night stand, he was probably reminding himself that too. My breasts spilled out of my bra cups, which he pulled away and tossed it away. He instructed me to move my hips against him, hand on my hip encouraging me as I grinded against him. My eyes fluttered shut at the feeling, my hands trailing up my own chest and squeezing my breast for extra pleasure.

In an instant, Harry had us flipped over, a victorious smirk drawling on his lips as he brought his face towards mine and kissed me. He kissed my collarbones, sucking and biting gently to create faint bruises as I whimpered and flailed around in pleasure. My body flushed with heat when I felt his wet mouth on my chest, kissing down the valley of my breasts before moving his lips to my tits. His devious jade eyes locked with mine suddenly as he rolled his hot tongue against the tip of my right breast.

"Fuck, Harry," I moaned when he wrapped his lips around it and sucked, other hand coming up to squeeze my left breast.

But his assault on my chest didn't last long when he pulled himself back, kneeling between my open legs as he finally pulled his shirt over his head. My lips parted at the beautiful sight of me. His firm torso tanned and tainted with black swirls of ink and a few scars that held unknown stories behind them. My tongue peeked out to wet my lips when my gaze travelled down the expanse of his torso to the beautiful olive branches that decorated his mouth-watering v-line.

He hooked his fingers into the tops of my tights, tugging them downwards, before he removed them completely. Ardor-filled bright eyes drank in my naked form, his lower lip unconsciously being tugged into his mouth as the image of my naked body sunk into his mind. His eyes locked with mine as he unbuckled his belt, popping the button of his jeans before sliding them down his firm thighs.

My teeth sunk into my bottom lip to stop it from hanging when I watched his rock hard length spring up against his abdomen, fully erect with pre-cum leaking from his pink head. He was way bigger than average. He quietly asked me if I was on the pill or needed a condom, and I told him I was on the pill. Normally I'd go for the condom even if I was on birth control, but something told me I needed to feel him properly.

"You're dripping wet, love," he observed, his gaze transfixed on my sex before he abruptly dragged two fingers up my wet folds.

A sudden moan flew out of my lips at the action, my head dropping back onto the pillow as Harry chuckled, bringing the two fingers up to his lips. I was captivated by the way he popped the two fingers into his mouth, sucking and licking my arousal off them. He then wasted no time in pressing the tip of his cock to my clit, dragging it down my slit before circling my entrance.

Bending my knees, he pressed my thighs back, spreading my legs further and pushing into me with his thick cock. My jaw slackened at the overwhelming feeling of him being inside me, stretching my walls to the point where I was already moaning. I watched him through narrowed eyes as he knelt between my spread legs and snapped his hips back, before thrusting into me once more, this time going all the way until his pubes nudged my clit.

"Mhmm you're so wet and warm," he muttered through gritted teeth, hand grasping my hip tightly as he began to drive in and out of me more.

His pace was slow at first, pushing in and out, filling me up completely with every single push. It was good in helping me adjust to his size and the burn that came with the stretch he caused, since I haven't had sex in a while. But I needed him to go faster, and rougher.

My fingers wrapped around his wrist, squeezing when I felt the tip of his cock strike that spot inside of me that had me moaning louder than normal. He was watching me the whole time, concentrated on watching how my breasts bounced with every thrust, face contorted in intense pleasure. The way his body moved had me mesmerized, right from how the taunt muscles in his stomach tensed with every thrust to the way his slick cock slipped into me with ease.

I was surprised when I found myself inching closer to my orgasm already. I was slightly embarrassed that I was about to cum this quickly, but I couldn't help it. The way his cock rolled into me at such a lazy fluid pace had my mind going dizzy and vision blurring. The pleasure was too intense.

"You're close," he observed, lower lip hanging low as he continued his movements. "Cum for me baby."

My legs automatically spread wider, back arching as he pushed into me one last time and my face scrunched up and I bit my lower lip harshly. I exhaled sharply, when his thumb came around to rubbing circles into my clit, the rough texture of the pad of his thumb against my sensitive nub driving me crazy. My eyes drifted to the place where we were connected, watching him thrust in and out of me, causing me to finally lose it. My jaw dropped when I finally came, heat coursing through my veins as I released onto his thick cock, which continued its movements until I came down.

I was caught off-guard when Harry ducked down to capture my lips in a hot messy kiss. I wasn't able to kiss back in rhythm due to my shallow breathing, but he didn't mind, simply pulling back with a smirk.

"I'm not done with you yet."

With that, I was told to flip onto my stomach, pushing myself onto my hands and knees as I felt his hand squeezed my ass. For a moment, I smiled to myself, remembering that I was practically living the dream I had just yesterday night, right now. I was ripped out of thoughts when his hand came down on the soft flesh of my ass, the rings he was wearing striking extra hard. My body jolted forwards, the flesh of my ass stinging as he gripped it and pulled his lips near my ear.

Before he could speak, my hand came up to grip his jaw confidentially, my lips brushing the corner of his before I spoke lowly.

"I want you to go rougher," I murmured lowly, pulling back to watch his pupils dilate, before he parted his lips and spoke words that made me inwardly scowl.

"You don't get to tell me what to do." By mischievous glint in his eyes, he was playing around, wanting to see how I would respond.

"Darling, I own the pussy, I make the rules," I tapped his cheek with one finger, causing him to pout playfully at me before chuckling lightly.

"Rules are meant to be broken, love," he said pulling away, shuffling behind me as he shifted lower on the bed.

"I don't think this is a rule you would brea – mmph!" My words were quickly muffled by the heavy kiss Harry pressed to my lips as his hands trailed down my own while he bent over my body.

My lips parted to let out short breaths as he kissed my cheek, leaving wet kisses as he trailed his lips over the soft skin of my shoulder. Wet open-mouthed kisses were laid onto my back, moving lower and lower until he reached the small of my back. His tongue dragged up my spine, causing a shudder to run down it as his large warm hands slid down the sides of my torso. He shifted lower on the bed, hands squeezing the soft flesh of my ass before he pulled it apart, revealing my dripping sex. A mix between a gasp and a moan flew out of my lips when he dipped his tongue into me, gathering up my arousal as he buried his face into my ass.

He gave me a couple of hard licks, each one causing pleasure to shoot up my spine as I arched my back, ass pushing further into his face as he ate me out. But it ended quickly, him pushing himself back up again before he gripped my hip and pushed his cock into me once again.

He went even rougher than I had asked him to, slamming his cock into me repeatedly with heavy grunts, making me cry out into the pillow in pleasure numerous times. My ears were filled with the sinful noises of my ass hitting his lower stomach, along with my soft moans and his throaty groans. As his pace got faster and rougher I found myself becoming more vocal than usually, expressing my pleasure with crass words.

"Fuck- that's it, Harry. Fuck me," I called out, fingers gripping the sheets so tightly until my knuckles turned white.

"Mhmm you take my cock so well, Sage," he hummed, slowing down his pace to watch me work my hips.

Pushing back onto him, I bit my lip and held myself up with my hands, swirling and swiveling my hips onto his, feeling his cock push and pull out of me quickly. My gaze flicked over my shoulder to watch his face as I dipped my hips back onto him, noticing how heavy he was breathing, his facial muscles tensing. He was close. His gaze met mine, and I simply tapped my mouth, indicating that I wanted him to release down my throat.

His gaze darkened even more as he grabbed my hips suddenly and pushed back into me again, pounding into my sex rough and fast as he tried to get me to orgasm for the second time before him. With another thrust into me, I came hard all over his cock, a deep moan ripped from my throat as my body slumped against the sheets. His movements continued before they became slightly sloppy.

As soon as he pulled himself out, I flipped onto my back, hand reaching out to hold his hip as he straddled my chest and tossed himself off. My hands pushed his away, before stacking on top of his hard slick length and twisting. My gaze flickered up watching him grip the headboard in pleasure when I rolled my tongue around the pink head, wrists twisting sharply, tongue flicking against the slit.

"Fuck, Sage," he called out, finally releasing into my mouth, me swallowing every drop.

With my lips wrapped around him, I cleaned him up quickly, sucking him dry before letting go with a 'pop'. He exhaled heavily, before moving away to the side and leaning against the headboard with his head back, eyes closed and lips parted. I laid there in euphoric bliss, which only lasted for a minute or so until I felt exhaustion roll onto me. The last thing I remember was Harry, pulling the covers of his bed over me before I fell into a deep slumber.

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➰ how was that chapter lovelies? 💦💦 the sexual content will probably increase from now on lol.

➰ down below is that tattoo Sage has under her boobs. What do ya think?

Until we meet again...

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