The promise I made

{Yami}

"I'm not a very big drinker," Maizey admits. I chuckle and look down at her. She's changed into a long red dress that hugs her hips and keeps her breasts perked up. They bob up and down, even with the corset hugging them tightly. "Where'd you get that, anyhow?" I say breathlessly, ignoring the urge to take her. I want to. She'd put up a fight. Try to act like she doesn't look at me the same way I look at her. While I was changing, she practically undressed me with her eyes. She huffs. "This was the dress I wore to the coronation festival. Inan made it for me himself." She smiles. I open the door to the pub. "Must have liked you a lot," I say, touching the small of her back to guide her to a table. Maizey smiles. "He did. We were engaged." She whispers wistfully. My eyes widen in surprise, but I manage to conceal it. " 'were'?" I counter. She sighs. "He married a prettier, more classier woman." She says painfully. "He got bored, so he left. I found out the day of our wedding." 

"Jesus," I say. She nods. I signal a waiter over for our first round of beer. I drink it down, while Maizey takes a bit longer to finish hers. Surprisingly, it doesn't take her long at all. "That was fast for someone who's 'not a very good drinker,' Small Fry." I tease. She looks at me. "The trip down memory lane put me in the mood to forget, what can I say?" She smiles as she signals for another round. "Plus, this is the last night i'm going to get to cut loose. I should enjoy it." The waiter brings us two more glasses of beer. I grunt, making myself comfortable in my chair. "Alright, Small Fry, let's enjoy ourselves." Maizey smiles. "To our last day of fun," She says, lifting her glass. I smirk. "To our last day of fun." 

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"Alright, superstar, I think you're done for the night," I say as Maizey leans on me, both hands wrapped around my waist. I place my hand on her lower black protectively. Her head lols. "I'm not ready to go yet, I'm still having so much fun!" Her words slur as she smiles. Her eyes are droopy and her hair is a bit messy. I chuckle. "I can tell," I say, intoxicated myself. Sure, I was drunk, but I was not drunk the way Maizey was. A bit, dizzy, sure. But I still had to keep my guard up. Maizey couldn't even walk. "Let's go back to the pub and show those guys how much we can take," she spouts, giggling. She snorts as she laughs, which makes her laugh even more. The sound of her laughter is so calming. I open the door to the motel and look down at her. "Can you walk up the stairs, Small Fry?" I ask, already knowing the answer. She pouts. "Of course I can, Princess. Do you think I have no class?" She giggles to herself. I sigh and stand her up on her feet, to which she tries to take a step, then promptly leans back to fall. I catch her and huff, picking her up like a baby. I start up the stairs as she feels my biceps. "Very strong, Princess." she purrs. I stay silent, my cock twitching for her to touch me more. I shake my head, trying to regain my thoughts. What am I thinking? I can't do this, I'm her captain! I huff as I finish up the stairs and open our door. She continues feeling me up, touching my chest, my arms and my neck. "Small fry..." I warn, sitting her on the bed. 

"Don't call me that," She whines, falling on her back. "I hate that name." I grab her shoulders and sit her back up, taking off her shoes. "let's get you ready for bed." I say gently. She pouts. "Do I have to sleep on the floor?" She huffs, slurring her words. She can barely keep her eyes open. I shake my head. "No, don't worry about it. You can sleep on the bed." I say. "I'll sleep on the floor." I slowly put her hair up for her, laying her down. "I thought we were sleeping together?" A dry laugh escapes my mouth as I grab a pillow and a blanket, then lay on the cold ground. 

I wake up to Maizey on top of me, kissing my neck. It can't have been long since we got home, I was barely asleep. "Maizey--" 

"Last night of fun," She says into my neck, breathlessly. "I want to make it count. Let me make you feel good. Please." 

My breath hitches as I can feel her grinding on my dick, even through my pants. I let out a low moan, and she kisses me, our mouths crashing together. I pick her up and drunkenly stumble onto the bed, where I pin her to the mattress and kiss her neck. "I want you naked," I say as she whimpers. She tries to take her dress off, but she drunkenly struggles with the strings. I impatiently turn her over, ripping the dress off, tearing some of the fabric. I kiss her mouth, and she huffs. "My dress," She says into my mouth. I cup her ass. "I'll buy you a new one. I don't want any man's craftmanship on your body anyways." She nods. "What will I wear out tomorrow?" Her hips buck against mine. I breathe into her mouth,swirling our tongues together. "I'll get up early and get you one, baby. Just focus on me right now. I impatiently rip her corset off. She tugs at my shirt. "Take this off," she says, her voice smooth. I take off my shirt for her as she takes off her underwear. My cock is aching and I uncontrollably moan as she palms my dick. "Maizey, I'm your Captain," I say, my voice wavering. "what's that supposed to mean?" She asks, sliding off the bed and dropping to her knees. I sit up, looking down at her. "It means that this is inappropriate." She frowns, unzipping my pants. My dick springs out and she grabs my balls, kissing my dick with enough pressure to drive me crazy. "You're right," she says. "We should stop." She puts my tip in her mouth and sucks it, her tongue doing circles. "We should," I agree. My hips buck up. She takes her mouth off as soon as I do. "We could get in big trouble," she pants, jerking me off. "Big trouble. I could lose my job," I acknowledge.

"I don't want anyone to think I'm some kind of--" 

"Shut up and put your mouth on it," I rasp, finally snapping. I put my hand on the back of her pretty head and force my dick all the way down her throat. I moan as she gags on my dick. "Fuck, baby, you feel so good." I say, my head falling back. Maizey moves faster at my praises, moaning on my dick. I keep pushing her head deeper onto my cock. She coughs on my dick, and I thrust into her mouth, feeling myself about to finish. "You like that, huh? You like me fucking your pretty little mouth?" She nods, looking up at me. Her eyes are watery and she has some of my cum on the side of her mouth. Her lips and coated in saliva, and they're red. Looking at her like this, gagging and coughing on my dick is so hot. She doesn't take her eyes off of me for a second. I whimper as I feel myself finish, fucking her face a bit longer. When I pull out, Maizey looks up at me and swallows my cum. I tilt my head. "You're such a good girl, aren't you Small Fry?"