Cronus Ampora

Cronus was a smug bastard. He knew what he was doing whenever he'd tease you in public, he knew what he was doing when he'd get you all hot and bothered just to leave you aching and without pleasure. He was a prick, and you hated yet loved him for it. You weren't sure you'd ask for anyone different.

Cronus has been your matesprit for a few months now, and he loves to shower you with all kinds of affection. Because of his highblood status, he could regularly afford to take you out wherever you wanted. Expensive shopping trips, fancy restaurants that were impossible to get reservations at, whatever you wanted he could get it for you.

He had decided to take you out tonight, wanting to take you to his favourite high end restaurant. You happily agreed to go, but before you could get ready, Cronus had come to you with a proposition, a challenge almost. He dangled a small bullet vibrator in front of your face, telling you that it'd be fun to wear it under your clothes to the restaurant!

You had originally been against it, not wanting to have something so vulgar happen to you in public, but then the idea had gotten you all flushed and you agreed. You wished you didn't.

You two were sat down at a booth table, hidden away from the rest of the restaurant. He was controlling the toy on his phone, watching you tense and squirm in your seat when the vibrations got too much, and he had a sly smirk on his face the entire time. He was loving this, seeing you so desperate.

He slid the controls up high, watching you bite your lip and press your head against the table as the vibrator pressed against you perfectly to make your brain feel fuzzy. He snickered, resting his arms behind his head. "Ya okay babe? You look a little flushed, is somethin' wrong?" He asked, his voice laced with that smug attitude you hated when he did something like this.