Day 10: Knife Play/Top Violet
"Hold still," Violet's voice was soft, but there was a dark edge of command in it that sent a shiver down Xaden's spine. He was lying on the bed, his chest bare, his arms stretched out on either side of him, fully exposed and vulnerable to whatever she had in mind. His muscles were tense, coiled with both anticipation and excitement, but he didn't move. He knew better than to disobey her in this moment.
Violet stood at the foot of the bed, her eyes gleaming with a predatory intensity as she twirled one of her knives between her fingers, the blade catching the soft candlelight as it spun. There was a quiet danger in her gaze, a confidence in the way she held the blade that made Xaden's heart race.
"Do you trust me?" she asked, her voice low and sultry as she moved closer, her eyes never leaving his.
Xaden swallowed hard, his breath coming in slow, measured bursts as he looked up at her, his chest rising and falling with the weight of his anticipation. "Always," he replied, his voice rough but full of certainty. "I trust you with everything."
Violet's lips curved into a small, wicked smile as she reached the side of the bed, the knife still twirling effortlessly in her hand. "Good," she murmured, her fingers tracing the length of the blade as she looked down at him. "Because tonight, I'm going to push you."
Xaden's breath hitched, his muscles tensing beneath her gaze as she straddled his hips, her body hovering just above his as she leaned forward slightly, the cool metal of the knife brushing against his chest. The sensation sent a thrill of both excitement and apprehension racing through him—he had never been in this position before, so vulnerable, with the sharp edge of one of her knives so close to his skin.
But he trusted her. He always had.
"Tell me if it's too much," Violet whispered, her voice soft but commanding as she slowly dragged the flat side of the blade across his chest, the cool metal sending shivers through him. "You're in my hands tonight, but I need you to tell me if you want me to stop."
Xaden nodded, his breath catching in his throat as the tip of the knife traced a slow, deliberate line down his torso, just barely grazing his skin. "I will," he muttered, his voice thick with need as he fought to keep still, his muscles coiled tight with anticipation.
Violet's smile deepened, and she leaned down, her lips brushing lightly against his ear as she whispered, "Good boy."
The knife moved lower, its edge glinting in the candlelight as she dragged it slowly across his abdomen, teasing him with the sensation of the cold metal against his heated skin. Xaden's breath came in shallow bursts now, his body trembling slightly beneath her as he struggled to stay still, his mind whirling with the intensity of the moment.
"You like this, don't you?" Violet asked, her voice a quiet purr as she continued her slow exploration, the tip of the knife tracing the lines of his muscles with maddening precision. "The idea of being completely at my mercy, knowing that I could cut you if I wanted to… but trusting that I won't."
Xaden let out a low, breathless moan, his body tensing as the knife hovered just above his waistband, the cold metal sending jolts of excitement through him. "Fuck," he muttered, his voice strained as he looked up at her, his eyes dark with desire. "You're going to drive me insane."
Violet chuckled softly, her free hand coming up to rest on his chest, her fingers pressing lightly against his skin as the knife continued its slow, deliberate path lower. "That's the point," she whispered, her voice thick with amusement as she watched his reaction, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "I want to see you break for me."
Xaden's breath hitched, his body trembling with the effort of holding himself together as the blade danced dangerously close to the waistband of his pants. He could feel the sharp edge just barely grazing his skin, the cool metal sending shivers down his spine as Violet's gaze bore into him, her dominance over him absolute.
The knife paused for a moment, the tip pressing lightly against the fabric of his pants, teasing him with the threat of what she could do if she wanted to. Xaden's muscles tensed, his heart pounding in his chest as he waited, his breath coming in short, ragged bursts.
"Do you trust me?" Violet asked again, her voice soft but edged with danger as she leaned closer, her lips brushing against his ear. "Do you trust me to push you further than you've ever gone before?"
Xaden swallowed hard, his throat dry as he nodded, his voice barely more than a whisper. "Yes."
Violet smiled, and without warning, the tip of the knife slipped beneath the waistband of his pants, the sharp edge cutting through the fabric with a soft, deliberate sound. Xaden's breath hitched, his body trembling with the sudden intensity of the moment as the cool metal brushed against his skin, sending a jolt of adrenaline and arousal coursing through him.
"You're mine tonight," Violet murmured, her voice low and commanding as she continued to cut away the fabric, her movements slow and deliberate. "And I'm going to take you apart, piece by piece."
Xaden's muscles coiled tighter, his breath coming in short, ragged bursts as he watched her work, the cool sensation of the knife against his skin both thrilling and terrifying in equal measure. He could feel the tension building inside him, the heat pooling low in his abdomen as Violet's dominance over him became absolute.
When she had finished cutting away his pants, Violet leaned back, the knife still twirling effortlessly in her hand as she looked down at him, her eyes dark with satisfaction. Xaden was completely exposed now, his body on display for her to do with as she pleased, and the vulnerability of it sent a fresh wave of desire surging through him.
"How do you feel?" Violet asked, her voice soft but full of command as she leaned down, her lips brushing lightly against his neck.
Xaden let out a shaky breath, his body trembling beneath her as he struggled to find the words. "Like I'm yours," he muttered, his voice rough with need. "Completely yours."
Violet's smile deepened, and she pressed a soft kiss to his neck, her breath warm against his skin. "Good," she whispered, her voice full of satisfaction as she leaned back slightly, the knife still gleaming in her hand. "Because you are."
Without another word, she brought the flat side of the blade to his chest again, dragging it slowly over his skin, teasing him with the cool, sharp sensation. Xaden's breath hitched, his muscles tensing as the knife traced a slow, deliberate path across his torso, each touch sending shivers of excitement and anticipation through him.
"Tell me if it's too much," Violet whispered again, her voice soft but commanding as she continued her slow exploration, the blade dancing over his skin with practiced precision. "I want to push you, but I need to know you're with me."
Xaden's breath came in short, shallow bursts, his body trembling with the intensity of the moment, but he nodded, his voice a low, strained whisper. "I'm with you."
Violet's smile widened, and she leaned down, her lips brushing lightly against his ear as she whispered, "Good."
The cool steel of the knife hovered just above Xaden's skin, the sharp edge glinting in the low light as she dragged the flat side of the blade slowly across his chest. The sensation sent a shiver racing down his spine, his muscles coiling tighter with every inch of metal that skimmed his skin. He couldn't help but tremble beneath her touch, every nerve in his body on high alert.
"You like this, don't you?" Violet purred, her voice a low, seductive whisper as her free hand drifted down his abdomen, fingers ghosting over his hard length. "The danger. The control. Knowing that I'm in charge… and you're completely mine."
Xaden swallowed hard, his breath catching in his throat as the sharp tip of the knife traced a slow, deliberate line down his torso, stopping just above his hip. "Violet…" His voice was rough, barely a whisper, but it was thick with need. His body was trembling beneath her, a perfect mix of tension and desire coursing through his veins. "You're driving me insane."
"I know," she whispered, her breath hot against his ear as her fingers finally wrapped around his length, stroking him with slow, deliberate movements that matched the rhythm of the knife. The contrast between the cool, dangerous metal and the heat of her hand was almost too much to bear, and Xaden's breath hitched, his hips bucking involuntarily as the pleasure built inside him.
Violet's grip on him was firm, her hand moving with a steady, teasing pace as she kept the knife in her other hand, the tip barely grazing his skin as it made its slow journey across his chest and abdomen. The cool metal sent jolts of excitement through him with every touch, but it was the sensation of her hand working him over that made his mind spiral into a haze of pleasure and submission.
"You're doing so well," Violet murmured, her voice soft but full of command as she shifted her position slightly, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction as she watched his reactions. "Taking everything I'm giving you. Being so still, even though I know you want to move. I love seeing you like this."
Xaden groaned, his body trembling beneath her as the pleasure and anticipation coiled tighter in his core. Her hand was moving faster now, her strokes more deliberate, and every time his hips jerked in response, the knife followed with perfect precision, its edge never breaking the surface of his skin but always teasing him with the possibility.
"You're so close, aren't you?" Violet teased, her thumb brushing lightly over the tip of his cock as she continued to stroke him, her movements deliberate and torturously slow. "I can feel how hard you are. How much you want to come."
Xaden's breath came in short, ragged bursts, his muscles trembling with the effort of holding himself together. He could feel the tension building higher and higher, every touch of the blade and every stroke of her hand pushing him closer to the edge. "Violet… please…"
Her smile deepened, and she leaned down, her lips brushing against his neck as her hand moved faster, her grip tightening around him as she pushed him closer and closer to release. "You'll come when I tell you to," she whispered, her voice thick with satisfaction. "Not a second before."
The knife traced a slow, deliberate path up his chest, the cool metal gliding over his skin in a way that made him shudder with both fear and desire. Violet's free hand continued to stroke him, her movements faster now, more demanding, and Xaden could feel his control slipping with every touch, every teasing graze of the blade.
"Look at you," Violet purred, her breath hot against his ear as she pressed the flat side of the blade against his abdomen, her hand moving in perfect rhythm with his ragged breathing. "So strong, so powerful… and yet here you are, completely at my mercy."
Xaden let out a strangled moan, his body trembling with the intensity of the moment as Violet's hand tightened around him, her strokes becoming more relentless. His muscles tensed, his hips bucking against her hand as he felt himself teetering on the edge of release, his mind spinning with the overwhelming sensation of the knife and her touch.
"You want to come, don't you?" Violet whispered, her voice low and sultry as she dragged the tip of the knife down his chest, the cool metal making his breath hitch. "You want to fall apart for me."
Xaden groaned, his body trembling with need as his breath came in short, desperate gasps. "Yes… gods, yes…"
Violet's smile widened, and she pressed the flat side of the knife firmly against his chest, holding him still as her hand moved faster, her strokes rough and demanding now. "Then come for me," she growled, her voice thick with command. "Come for me, Xaden. I want to feel you break."
That was all it took.
With a deep, guttural moan, Xaden's body tensed, his hips jerking as his release hit him with brutal force. His cock pulsed in her hand, thick spurts of hot release spilling over her fingers as his entire body shook with the intensity of his orgasm. His muscles trembled, his breath coming in ragged gasps as the pleasure consumed him, leaving him gasping and shaking beneath her.
Violet didn't stop. She continued to stroke him through his release, her hand moving with a relentless pace as the knife remained pressed against his chest, the cool metal grounding him in the intensity of the moment. Xaden's breath hitched, his body trembling with the aftershocks of his orgasm, but Violet didn't let up until he was completely spent, his body limp beneath her.
When his release finally slowed, Violet pulled back, her hand still wrapped around him as she set the knife aside, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction as she looked down at him. Xaden's chest rose and fell with the effort of catching his breath, his body still trembling slightly from the intensity of it all.
"You did so well," Violet murmured, her voice soft and full of praise as she leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips. "Taking everything I gave you. Being so good for me."
Xaden let out a shaky breath, his eyes half-lidded as he looked up at her, a small, breathless smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "You're going to kill me one day," he muttered, his voice rough but full of affection.
Violet chuckled softly, her fingers brushing lightly over his chest as she pressed another kiss to his skin. "But you'd die happy, wouldn't you?"
Xaden's smile deepened, his arms wrapping around her as he pulled her close, his breath finally evening out. "Every time."