Filled Fantasies Fit Pt 05

This story features drunkness, dubcon and stalking as well as very light femdom and bondage - If you don't like to read about that stuff, feel free to skip this! I really appreciate any feedback or ideas, drop a comment or send me a direct message and you might end up giving me inspiration :)

Anyways, please enjoy!

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Leo watched Kaya sleep with a wide, goofy smile on his face. He finally had her. Everything he'd ever wanted for years was in the palm of his hands, snoring softly beneath expensive sheets. The stunning woman he'd needed for years was finally his. He'd felt the tightness of her cunt around him, heard the sounds of her moans and tasted the sweetness between her legs.

He'd spent years becoming everything she desired. Years spent, training, learning, improving. Every promotion, every conquest, every night spent studying had been for her. He'd wanted to stay virgin for her, for her perfect cunt to be the only one he ever felt around his cock, but he needed to be perfect for her. He needed to know how to please a woman, how to hit every nerve and stoke up the flames of her desire.

He had honed his body into the huge, muscular form that he knew drove Kaya crazy. Even with all his training and years of watching her, he'd underestimated how her scrutiny would feel. She somehow turned him into that shy boy he'd been before and it both frightened and excited him.

He checked his phone and saw that it was midnight. Kaya often slept, in when she actually allowed herself to rest, and the pills he'd given her for their little game would still make her tired as they worked their way out of her system. He wanted to get up a little before her so that he could make her breakfast. Leo climbed into the bed and held her, snuggling her against him. She sighed against him in her sleep and drew him even closer, making Leo smile. Even in her sleep, she knew that he existed for her.

He closed his eyes, satisfied. It was a happy Valentine's Day.

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Kaya woke up with a splitting headache and swore off her wine nights again. She looked around and rubbed her wrists, which were weirdly sore. She padded to the kitchen to get some paracetamol and frowned when she smelled the sweet vanilla of fresh pastries. She didn't remember leaving the oven on, but she rushed forward into the kitchen and froze.

She hadn't had a crazy dream last night. It had been real. Her wrists hurt because she'd been cuffed to the fucking bed! The man was real and he was stood in her kitchen shirtless, plating up food.

The afternoon sunlight streaming in through the floor to ceiling windows made him look like some kind of demigod. He was breathtaking. Every muscle bulged with tightly held power and even his small movements around the kitchen looked controlled and practiced, like this place was his own and his body was a familiar weapon. As gorgeous as he was, he was psycho! Kaya panicked and her breaths shuddered as she stepped back slowly and cautiously.

"You can leave, but a tape of what we did last night will be sent to everyone you know before you can make it to your car, baby. Alternatively, you can come and sit down for brunch. You haven't eaten since yesterday afternoon."

She stopped, irritated. "Revenge porn is illegal in England, dick. I'll get you arrested for kidnapping and rape, then just hire someone to clear the videos."

"Yes, but I can't imagine footage of you begging me to fill you and telling me you love me won't hurt your case. They'd also likely be more concerned about the anonymous documents detailing your embezzlement of company funds. Come sit down, Kaya. You're hungry. We can always discuss our future once your stomach isn't empty."

Anxiety solidified itself in the pit of her stomach. If that came out she'd be ruined.

He said it so calmly, so sweetly that she was sitting at her island, looking down at a full plate of food before she could even consider what she was doing. He sat beside her and planted a kiss on her bare shoulder before tucking into his food as if it was the most natural thing in the world. She couldn't believe it.

"By the way, I personally understand your whole 'robin hood' rationale."

He'd watched her much more closely than she'd thought.

She ignored him and looked down at her plate, surprised by the brunch he'd prepared. "This is my favourite brunch. You really have been watching me, haven't you? You can't seriously think I'm going to eat something you made when you basically roofied me less than 24 hours ago."

He chuckled and reached over to her plate, making her flush with the closeness of his very naked, very lickable chest. He picked up her croissant, taking a bite and swallowing it before offering her one. His eyes didn't leave hers and memories of him inside her made her face hot again.

"Fine. Whatever." She snatched it from him and took a bite, groaning at the buttery goodness in her mouth.

"You freshly baked croissants for me? These are homemade, I can tell."

His nod was strangely shy and she pressed him further, "these are amazing, but the lamination on them is beyond perfect. That means you've been planning to do this to me for days on top of all your other stalking -- for the record if you weren't a psycho stalker, all of this-" She gestured to him from head to toe, "would have totally worked on me."

He smirked lazily between bites and nudged her. He practically purred, "don't tell me you've never fantasised about something like this - a man who loves you so much it drives him crazy?"

She dropped her fork and jumped off her stool. She remembered. "It's you! From all those years ago!"

"Hello, Kaya." He left his seat too, and edged towards her. "You just left. You gave me the greatest night of my life, then ran off in the morning. Why, baby?"

"What in the fuck, Leo? Have you heard of a one-night stand?! We were drunk on a goddamn Valentine's Day and we were young! I thought it would be fun to give a cute guy his fantasy! That's all it was." It had been years since that night.

"If that's all it was, why do you remember my name?"

She wouldn't admit that she'd thought about him since that night, that she'd touched herself to the memory before finally forcing herself to move on. She'd left that night because it had felt too real. She'd even regretted it.

"You needed me to give you your fantasy, baby. I'm the only one for you, I became everything you'd ever want and I'll own you just like you'll own me." He held her hand, "it's me and you. I understand you. I love you. I want- I need to please you. If you can't love me, just keep me, baby! You can use me all you want, just me love you."

Kaya had a wicked idea. She wanted payback and he was practically offering it to her on a platter.