Warnings: Oral Sex, Manipulation,
Mention of Drug Use, Vaginal Sex, Dark Themes, Pregnancy
Author’s Note: I don’t own AHS: Cult or
any of its characters. Hope you enjoy this short story! Let me know what you
think.
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You were kneeling in
between Kai’s legs, head tilted towards the sky, arching your throat into his grip.
You brought your chest forward to make sure it was directly within his line of
sight. Based upon the number of hungry glances he shot down your plunging neckline,
you’d say it was.
Upon your arrival, a few hours prior, Winter raced you past
the men on guard, taking refuge in her room. You sat on her bed, listening to
her warn you away from Kai until he calmed down from his fit of rage. His polls
had seen a slight decline and he was livid;
So were you for that matter. The chants downstairs were him getting his frustration
out and rallying the troops. You and Winter took that opportunity to talk.
With Winter, it was easy. You curled your pinky around hers
and listened as she told you all her secrets. She was so reckless that it was
almost endearing how she mimicked Kai.
It wasn’t long before the racket downstairs subsided. Winter
had gone to wash the scent of marijuana off her skin, obviously giving Kai no
room to speak to her had he wanted to.
While she hid from
him, you sought him out.
“Kai?” You bounced down the steps slowly, giving him time to
expect you. With every step, you emphasized the length of your legs and shape
of your body. You passed one of his henchmen along the way. He didn’t bother to
pry his eyes from your hardly covered chest. Your eyes never strayed from Kai’s.
He stood at the center of the room, arms wide in invitation,
palms pointed at the ceiling. His shoulders were tense, and his smile was tight
“What brings you here, sweet one?”
You stopped about a foot away from him, raising your chin upward
to look him in his eyes. Lips parted, the two of you noticed of the lack of in-between
each other. It would have been so easy for him to just lean down and capture
your mouth with his, but you had other things in mind. Daringly, you held out a
pinky for him to take.
“I need some alone time with you,” you confessed with a
sinful and seductive shit-eating grin.
His eyes flickered with want, roaming down your body to
admire your figure. All traces of anger faded from his face. Instead it held a
feral grin as he gestured to the table. You sat at the edge of your seat, giving
him the opportunity to appreciate the view. You saw him bite the inside of his
cheek in hunger.
“Assume the position.” He rolled his shoulders backward and
you could see lean muscles of his arm. You moved to take his pinky again, but
he reared his hand back from yours.
“No. I’m talking about the one you were in last night.”
Your jaw dropped
slightly in surprise. Of course, he
already knew. Heart aflutter, your face flushed in embarrassment. You searched
his eyes to see no hint of amusement. He demanded compliance.
You kneeled in front of his chair.
“Good girl,” He cooed, brushing your hair away from your
face. His tone sent shivers down your spine and electricity through your nerves.
“Such a good girl, so obedient; It’s too bad you’re ruled by your cunt.” You flinched.
He tsked sadly. “I could almost trust
you.”
Your mind drifted to last
night and the young Officer Jay Bradley. Kai had requested that you to break
into the law office you worked at after everyone had gone home for the night to
get some information about State Attorney Michael Linton, or StricktDaddyDom69,
according to gaybdsmwrld.com. Everything went according to plan until you were
spotted by a local cop on patrol in the parking lot.
“You, uh, got any
reason to be here after hours, Miss?” He had asked. USB already hidden in your
shoe, you turned to face the man. He was tall, tan, and fit; that was what you
first noticed. Next, it was how his eyes lingered over your frame.
“I work here and I
just needed to grab some work that needs be done by tomorrow.” You would have
gotten away with that lie, if it had not been one in the morning, and had you not
have been wearing all black.
“Ya see, I don’t
believe you, darlin’.” Despite his words, you could only wonder how that Texas
accent make it all the way out here in? You bit your lower lip gently, glanding
to your left and right, making sure no one was in sight.
“So what do I have to
do to get a little trust ‘round here?”
Next thing you knew,
your nose was pressed against the dark patch of curls that lay at the base of
Officer Bradley’s cock. His left hand held the back of your head steady as he
thrust in and out of your throat in slow, deep strokes. His pants were around
his thighs and he was leaning against the trunk of his cruiser. Every few
seconds, he checked that no one was around. You wouldn’t care if there was; you were
having the time of your life.
He held you on his
shaft for a moment before removing himself from your mouth. He grabbed your
forearm and pushed you to lay over the trunk. He took his dick in hand and,
with a quick look to both ways as if he were to cross a street, slid into you.
He fucked you hard and
fast, quick and rough. Kind of like Kai.
But he wasn’t Kai.
After that first encounter, your supreme
leader had gotten caught up in work. The relationship, if you could call it
that, was still too new – You didn’t know if Kai had meant everything he said,
or if it had all just been in the heat of the moment. You tightened your lips
as you thought about him fucking Meadow. The possibility alone was enough
reason to kill her. Kai was yours.
You felt like you were
losing your mind slowly. You were obsessed. You were furious.
You were fucking a cop
in the parking lot outside your work after you stole your best-friend’s file on
Senator Linton. Once that file gets out, Angela was done for. But your cause
would further. What’s one life to change a nation?
You threw your guilt to the back of your mind
and focused on the sound of Officer Bradley’s harsh pants as he fucked into you
mindlessly. You threw a low, appreciative moan in his direction. He was a good
distraction. You felt the cold, gold band around the ring finger of his left
hand each time Jay grabbed slapped your ass. You supposed you were a good
distraction too.
Jay finished quickly
after that, though he made up for it in the back seat of his cruiser, licking the
wet cavern in between your thighs until you were sated.
Later that night, the
policeman’s number was kept safe in your phone on the bathroom sink counter as submerged
yourself in your tub.
Done, You texted Kai.
Putting on some music, you put the USB in the safe and removed your clothes in
the process. Thank God you rolled that pair of blunts before you left, knowing
you’d need it.
Your phone buzzed, but
you couldn’t hear it over your thoughts.
Lighting the
cigarillo, you wondered what Kai would think if he knew what you had done that
night. It wasn’t as if you were his, you dismissed. You let the warm bath and
drug relax your body. You flicked the ash in the candle that was closest to you.
Winter had confessed he kissed Meadow. You slammed your left hand against the
wall in hurt and betrayal. She was going to die. You took a deep hit to calm
yourself.
Kai didn’t deserve you
but you loved him; so, you didn’t care. You needed him, so he was yours. He
kissed Meadow, so your little moment of intercession meant nothing, you
concluded.
Therefore, he had no
right to say shit.
Your eyes darted up
to meet his. “You can trust me,” you insisted to Kai’s deaf ears. He slapped you
and you were hit with arousal.
“I thought we were
being honest to each other.”
Kai’s large, callused
hand cupped the back of your throat, pushing his thumb against your windpipe.
His hair fell loosely in front of his shoulders. His forearms bulged with the
amount of pressure he placed on your throat. You felt yourself gasping, lungs
desperately grasping for air. The image of Kai started to darken and blur.
His hands released
you and you automatically fell into his lap, left cheek making contact with his
stomach through his black sweater. Oxygen burned the inside of your throat and
you trembled while you tried to get a
hold of yourself. You weren’t afraid. You knew Kai would let you breathe
eventually. Still weak, you exhaled and coughed into the soft cotton of his pullover.
Kai moved your hair
out of your face and wiped at your cheeks with soft swipes of his thumb.
Teardrops clung to your lashes and blurred your vision, still. Before you got
your bearings, you felt something poke at your face from beneath you. You tried
to move, but a callused hand held your head to it. A dark excitement wordlessly
floated through your mind. He still wanted you, even when your head was still
swimming, dizzy from your asphyxiation. You lifted your eyes to stare at Kai with
a shy lust.
He parted his lips
and a groan of pleasure escaped. He immediately circled his hips to thrust
against your cheek. You parted your lips to mouth at the outline of his cock. He
grunted and tore his hand into his pants, lifting his hips up to yank his jeans
down, uncovering his hardening dick.
You could see his
dark eyes flaring in excitement as he grabbed the back of your head to dribble
your spit across his length. He shook your head rapidly against his balls,
coating them with saliva. He humped your
face mercilessly, as if he owned you. He probably did.
“Yes, you filthy fucking,
slut. Open your mouth.” He ordered. You swallowed him whole. “Fuck!” He swore,
thighs bucking wildly. You hoped Meadow heard. You contracted your throat
around him, making him shout again. His hands were now gripping your soft hair,
setting a quick rhythm.
“You’re so fucking
good at this, you little slut. Yeah, Daddy knows, Daddy knows everything you’ve been doing behind his back. He’s
dead. You hear me? That fucking cop is going to die.” You caught his eyes. He
meant every word.
But so did you.
You dug your nails
into his thighs and he let go of your head. You wiped your mouth and lifted
your skirt to your stomach. You weren’t wearing any panties.
You climbed into his
lap and stopped yourself just above his eager dick.
“Along with Meadow.”
You sank onto him and
bucked into him hard. His hands went to grab your ass from behind your thighs.
Your breasts hit his chin with every bounce until he lowered his mouth to latch
onto your tit. Kai was an animal. He attacked your breasts with his lustful
lips, biting and sucking and kissing every inch of your chest.
You grabbed his hair
and exposed his throat to you, never ceasing your hungry, desperate pace. You
let your hand encircle his neck; you could feel his throat swallowing underneath
your palm.
“You’re going to kill
her.” You demanded.
He could have easily
tossed you off him, but he simply raised a curious eyebrow, letting you sit on
his cock with a hand on his throat.
“Why?”
“I’m pregnant.”
His eyes immediately glossed over. He let out a huff of bewilderment,
letting a smile dominate his face. “I’m going to be a daddy?” He whispered.
“I thought you were already my daddy?” You slid your hand to cup his
sharp jaw and swiveled your hips, making him release a groan of arousal.
“That’s right, baby.” He pulled you down to kiss him, but you covered
his mouth with your hand. You leaned in so that all he could see was your face
and how serious you were.
“I’m giving birth to our messiah. You need to get the world ready for
him.” Your brows furrowed, and your eyes hardened. “Starting with Meadow’s
death.” You let out a fake sigh. “Kai, a pregnancy is very intimate. I can talk
to the baby. I can feel him. He doesn’t want Meadow here anymore.”
“You can feel all that? He doesn’t want her alive anymore?” Kai was so
gullible sometimes. He looked at you like you were made of gold.
“Yes,” you breathed, smiling down at him because he finally lost his
sanity. You blinked away false tears. “Yes, Kai. He’s so proud of you. He can’t
wait to meet you. He loves you so much and what you stand for, don’t you see?” You
grinded down on his lap.
“Yes.” He brushed your hair out of your face with both hands, arching
his pelvis up to meet your body. He was beautiful when he smiled. “Yes, I see.”
“You’ll kill Meadow for him?” You sped up your bounce, taking leverage
of his shoulders. He pulled you in closer and helped you keep your speed.
“Yes.” He huffed into your ear, losing some of his rhythm – a clear
sign he was going to cum. It didn’t matter that he wasn’t wearing a condom; it
wasn’t as if you were worried about getting pregnant.
“Oh Daddy, we’re so happy.” You whispered in his ear. You felt his hips
stutter and you shivered around him as you reached your own peak.
“I love you.” He kissed your throat as you breathed heavily against his
hair.
“I love you too.” Came your automatic reply.
He pursed his lips and lifted his pinky. “Promise?”
You smiled. Everything was all going according to plan.
“Promise.”
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