“…Baby what you got hiding under that halo? That little bit of rebel nobody knows, that turn it up, burn it up all night, wanna do a little something wrong kind of right…”


Charlotte pushed Darcy back against the wall of his new apartment as soon as she possibly could. She didn't even get a chance to admire the way he’d begun to decorate it, because all she wanted was his lips on hers. He was quick to reciprocate, for the fear of missing out on his chance again was too great. To this very moment, he still hadn’t slept with her in LA since being acquired by the Kings. But now he had a bed frame, and he knew that would change.

Her hands drifted down to his belt, unbuckling it in one swift motion. He grinned against her lips and ran his fingers over her dress. She always knew what to wear in order to rile him up. Now all he could think about, was what she was wearing underneath. Her alias had been a lingerie model, which meant he couldn't wait to see what she had put on beneath the dress.

Darcy looked into Charlotte’s eyes and cocked his head to the side. He was too into what he could do to her. Charlotte returned his lustful glance and tugged his pants down, refusing to tear her gaze away from his. He watched her face when she pushed her hand down his boxer briefs and curled her fingers around his shaft. She leaned into him and was only able to peck his lips as his hand gripped onto her hair and tugged on it, forcing her head backwards to force her to look up at him.

“Take your dress off,” he ordered, loosening his hold on her hair.

Charlotte moaned softly, “yes, Mr. Kuemper.”

He almost lost control of himself at that one. But he kept his eyes locked on her as she shimmied out of her dress. Her alias had prepared well: a black corset with a garter belt, holding up sheer, skin colored stockings. Darcy flicked his eyes back to hers as she sent her dress crumpling to the floor. She was blushing and smirking, knowing his look was coming from a place of wondering why she wasn’t wearing panties. Charlotte had thought this one out. Not the Mia alias; that was just quick thinking at the advance of a guy. But the lingerie had been chosen as a reward. She knew Jules was going to ask Darcy some tough questions, and Charlotte also knew that Darcy would do his best to answer honestly. The least she could do was reward him for being a good boy.

The muscles in Darcy’s jaw clenched and he reached forward, bringing his hand up around Charlotte’s throat. Even though she reached up to place her hand on top of his, he wasn’t squeezing too hard. He spun her around and pushed her against the wall, towering over her frame. His grip on her throat got a touch tighter, and her mouth dropped open, letting out a slight whine.

“Lingerie model from South Carolina… you were trying to turn that guy on,” he growled and began unbuttoning his dress shirt with his free hand.

Charlotte smirked, and when Darcy loosened his fingers around her neck to allow her to speak, she took a deep breath in. “Yes, Mr. Kuemper,” she moved her hands back to his shaft, squeezing it gently.

“You think you should be punished for that?” He pulled his hand away from Charlotte’s neck, admiring his fingerprints on her skin. When she nodded, he smiled wider. “I think so too,” he grabbed her wrist and whipped her around, guiding her into his bedroom.

As much as she was into this game they were playing, Charlotte was more than pleased to find his mattress off the floor. “Babe, you got a bed frame,” she beamed. But before she could kiss him, he sat on the edge of his bed and tugged her down over him.

Darcy positioned her over his knee, hooking his other leg over hers to keep them down. And with her one hand twisted behind her back and held in place, he stared at her beautiful ass as she tried to wiggle her way to freedom. To simmer her down, he smacked his palm flat against her ass. Charlotte wailed out and looked back at him, wrestling her wrist against his grasp. Darcy held firm and looked down at her as she turned her head to the side. He spanked her twice more in quick procession.

Charlotte shrieked again and tried to block her ass as much as she could with her hand. But Darcy let out a frustrated sigh and pushed it to the side to spank her again.

“Wait,” she muttered. Darcy spanked her once more, harder than the previous times. “Mr. Kuemper, I have a better idea,” she tried to push back off his lap.

Darcy let go of her wrist as to not hurt her, and Charlotte positioned herself between his legs. She palmed his cock from outside of his briefs and looked up at him with big, doe eyes. “We agreed you needed to get punished. Remember, baby girl?”

She batted her eyelashes, “but I think it’s better if I suck on your dick.” She chewed her lip, and Darcy thought she made a valid point. He wanted those lips of hers on his cock.

He held firm though and rewrapped his hand around her wrist, tugging her up. “We’re not having this conversation. Get back over my knee,”

“Mr. Kuemper, I’ll be a good girl,” she fought against his grip and gave him a smirk. She was too good at this.

“Yes, you will. Back over my knee,”

He pulled her back over his lap and pinned her in place again, smacking her ass and enjoying the way it bounced beneath his touch. With each spank, Charlotte screamed a little louder and flinched. And finally, when he felt that he’d given her enough of a punishment, he looked down to watch her as he slipped his fingers between her legs. She let out a breathy coo and touched his fingertips until Darcy repositioned his hand behind her back so she could hold it. Darcy hummed to her quietly as he sunk his middle finger into her wet pussy, twisting and turning it inside of her.

“Darcy,” she moaned and lifted her ass for him.

“Hmm?” he returned, smiling softly as he watched her.

“Yeah,”

He stopped moving his hand momentarily in order to add his ring finger. Charlotte nearly fell off of his lap as his fingers stretched her out, and Darcy laughed devilishly. He pulled his fingers out of her and wrapped his arm around her waist, repositioning her squarely on his lap before pushing his two fingers back into her. She cried out for him and Darcy twisted his fingers inside of her until his palm was face up. He quit moving in order to lean forward and suck on his thumb. When he sat back up straight, he brushed the pad of his thumb over her asshole.

Charlotte squeezed his hand and turned to look back at him, “Darc…”

He glanced at her and smiled softly, adding pressure to his thumb but not yet pushing it inside of her. “Only if you want it, baby girl,”

She gave it quick, serious thought. It had felt good last time he experimented this with her, but she wasn’t sure she was ready or anywhere prepared. Charlotte bit her bottom lip softly and shook her head. Darcy smiled sweetly and pulled his fingers out of her. Immediately, she thought she had killed the mood so much, that he didn’t want to get off anymore. But he kissed the back of her head and lifted her up onto the bed, repositioning her how he wanted: on her back with her legs spread apart.

Charlotte spent the next twenty minutes with Darcy’s mouth on her, and not because it was taking long for her to reach her climax. Simply because after the first orgasm, Darcy was encouraged to give her another. And when she reached her second orgasm and pushed against his head to take a moment, he shook her off and edged her closer to a third. After the third orgasm overwhelmed her entire body, Charlotte pressed on Darcy’s head again and scooted away from his mouth. Her body was still twitching and flinching in the aftermath, and she needed to catch her bearing on reality. Three orgasms in twenty minutes, and all because Darcy was more than willing to spend as much time down on her as she needed.

Her body was still too sensitive and Charlotte pushed her hands back through her hair, sucking in deep breaths. It was at this point that Darcy crawled on top of her, carefully straddling her delicate body as he worked his lips upward. He stared down at her, smiling wide, before he leaned in to kiss her. She moved one hand up to his head, cupping it around his cheek, letting out a soft groan when he pulled away and sat back on his knees. He nudged his boxer briefs down, his erection bouncing as the tight fabric pulled away from it. Charlotte looked up at him and forced herself over. If he had any expectation of what was going to come next, that was pushed away when Charlotte turned over onto her stomach and faced him, kissing along his shaft as he knelt in front of her.

Her knees were bent beneath her, spread apart as she rocked her body back and forth, using her mouth to tease the tip of Darcy’s cock. When she finally wrapped her lips around the head, he let out a low breath and reached down to gather her hair in his hands. He held it in a loose ponytail behind her head and cocked his head to the side, admiring what she was doing to him.

Darcy slid one hand down Charlotte’s back, stopping at the clasps of the corset. As good as she looked in it, he wanted to see her naked now. He went one by one, unclipping each of the six clasps until he could pull it away from her body. After he placed it on the bed beside them, and when he looked back down at her, he found Charlotte had already tilted her head to the side to catch a glimpse of him. He grinned and nodded sightly, reaching around her body to hold her breasts in his massive hands. She flinched immediately and pulled her mouth off of Darcy’s member, taking it in her hand for the time being.

“My hands are cold?” He asked, giggling when Charlotte nodded as a response. He pulled his hands away, and cupped them over his mouth, blowing into them. Meanwhile, Charlotte replaced her mouth on his dick and shook her head back and forth to work it deeper down her throat. Darcy groaned and pushed his hands back through his hair, jaw dropped as he watched her, “fuck.”

She smiled as best she could and lifted one hand to cup his balls. She massaged them gently and moaned against his shaft, bobbing her head quickly up and down. Darcy’s moans were getting louder and the muscles in his stomach flexed and released. His dick was throbbing in her mouth and he knew this wasn’t going to take long at all. After he let out another needy moan, Charlotte pulled her lips off of him and tilted her head down lower. She flicked her tongue over his balls, kissing gently, and Darcy took the initiative to curl his hand over his shaft, pumping away. Charlotte looked up at him and smirked, brushing her lips over the head of his cock. She opened up her mouth and stuck her tongue out. Darcy bit his bottom lip and shook his head.

“Really?” He mumbled like he didn’t really believe this was real.

“Where else are you gonna put it?” She giggled and kissed the tip softly. It was surprising he had enough self-control to talk this out now. She could tell he was still hesitant, “don’t worry about me, babe.”

When he finally did reach his orgasm, he came in Charlotte’s mouth like she asked. At least most of it went into her mouth. Traces of it covered her chin, and when Darcy finished, Charlotte tilted her head back and opened up her mouth to show him what he’d done. He smiled at her cupped his hand behind her neck, holding her gently. It earned a small giggle from Charlotte.

“You can spit it out,” he searched her face, giving her an out.

Charlotte stared at him and closed her mouth, refusing to break eye contact as she took a deep breath and then swallowed. She wiped her fingers across her chin, and sucked them clean before refocusing on Darcy. He kissed her intensely before rolling over onto his back. With his arms outstretched, Charlotte laid down too, tucking herself into his side. For the first time, she looked around the new surroundings.

“I’m liking what you’re doing with the place,” she smiled, looking around the room. There were still boxes to unpack, but most of this things had been placed in preliminary spots.

“Yeah?” He grinned and looked over at her, curling his arm around her body. “This dresser’s a bit bigger than my last one,”

His comment seemed strange, but just to humor him, Charlotte sat up slightly and looked across the room. The new piece of furniture was pretty big, and when she laid back down, she nodded in agreement to him.

“A couple of those drawers are empty… if you wanna leave some clothes here or something,”

“What?”

As Charlotte’s face went blank, Darcy felt he should probably explain. Usually, leaving personal belongings behind meant that things were getting serious in a relationship. And sure, he wanted things to get serious, but he wasn’t trying to press or force that. She sat up and searched for her corset or shirt, or anything to cover herself up with.

“Hey, Char… C’mon,” he reached for her back. When she tried to elude his touch, Darcy sat up with her. “What are you freaking out about? It’s convenient to have clothes at your place and here.”

She looked back at him. “People date for months before they leave things at each other’s places. It’s only been a couple weeks, Darcy.”

He laid back down thinking that was the end of it. Fine, so she wouldn’t leave any of her stuff here. Eventually, he figured she’d come around. He also thought she’d lay back down and cuddle with him. But after a moment she began moving again, this time to get out of bed.

Darcy sat up again and grabbed onto her wrist before she could get too far away. “Charlotte,”

Charlotte looked back at him and tugged her arm away. She found some form of comfort in the fact that he let her pull away from his grip rather than tightening his hold. She picked up her corset and dress and ran into the bathroom, shutting and locking the door behind her. Darcy was quick to run after her. He tried the door knob to the bathroom, but once he realized it was locked, he set his forehead door on the door.

“Charlotte, what’s going on?” Darcy knocked on the door, “can you let me in?”

“No.” Her answer was strong from behind the door, and Darcy could hear the rustling of fabric.

“Is this really all because I offered a drawer to you?” When he didn't get an answer, he let out a long sigh. “I take it back. You can’t have the drawer. I don’t want any of your things here.” He thought he heard her giggle from within the bathroom, and he placed his hand on the door knob again. “Can you open the door so we can talk? Please,”

There was a moment of nothingness, and then the lock clicked and the door drifted open. Darcy pushed it the rest of the way and found Charlotte redressed. He stood in the doorway, feeling like he probably should’ve been in any other state of dress. It was like she didn’t even realize he was naked in front of her.

“Was it really the drawer, Charlotte? Did that really set you off?”

Charlotte finally looked up at Darcy. She too wished he had been in any other state of dress. It was hard to take him seriously when he was standing there fully nude. She cleared her throat and timidly raised her eyes, “Bryan used to go through my clothes and tell me what I was and wasn’t allowed to wear. And Noah and I would go out to bars and he would tell other guys about me and then when we got back to his place, he’d freak out and say that I’d been leading them on. And Travis called me a cunt, and a whore, and a slut because I was working all the time and doing something with my career.” She furrowed her eyebrows and looked down at her feet, “I don’t like to be controlled. So excuse me, when you say to move some of my stuff in to your place after a few weeks. I haven't had the best track record with guys. It freaked me out,”

Darcy listened intently, not saying a word until she had finished. When she did, he stepped forward, hoping she wouldn’t shrink away from him. He was thankful when she allowed him to wrap his arms around her. He held her tightly, stroking her hair, and then eventually pressed his lips to her forehead. “I wouldn’t dream of controlling you; I don't think I could,”

Charlotte looked up at him, and she too wrapped her arms around him. She buried her face into his chest, “I’m sorry for overreacting.”

He shook his head and held her tighter, “I didn't know it was something you were nervous about.”

She looked up at him, “we don’t really know a lot about each other. We just like having sex,”

Darcy chuckled in agreement, “the sex is just too good.” He brushed her hair away from her face, “maybe we should spend time learning each other.”

Charlotte nodded and backed up from Darcy. He stepped to the side and let her leave the bathroom, and by the way she began gathering her purse, he knew she wouldn’t be staying the night, and he wasn’t about to ask. He put on his underwear and followed her to the door, and pulled it open for her. When she turned around to face him, she smiled weakly and stood up on her tip toes to kiss him.

“I’m gonna get rid of that fuckin’ dresser,” he murmured against her lips.

She smiled and readjusted her purse on her shoulder, “I don’t mean to project every fear and apprehension I have onto you. I don't consciously think you’re like my exes. But I don’t know what a good relationship is,”

Darcy hugged her again and kissed the side of her head, “that’s alright, babe. I’m gonna call you tomorrow, okay?”

Charlotte nodded. She backed away from the porch and ran out into the night and to the car. When she got back to her apartment, she barricaded herself in her room, wrapped up in her duvet. She never would’ve guessed that being asked to leave clothes at a guy’s place would set her off. And surely, she never thought it would make her feel ultimately uncomfortable.
Part of the intrigue about Darcy was how Charlotte felt comfortable with him all the time. From the moment they met for that quick hookup, she couldn't deny that she felt safe with him. And now seven months later, here they were. She was afraid he was going to become like all the other guys she'd been with: controlling, spiteful, jealous.

Notes

"Halo" by Dustin Lynch.

I hate the Kings so much. Like I love them. But I hate them. Why can’t we have nice things, boys? Why can’t we have ray of sunlight Darcy Kuemper? Why can’t we have that gem of a human? Forever in mental anguish.

I'm currently pretty heated that my team traded Darcy away and I'm not sure I'll ever forgive them. But I'm uber happy that the Coyotes gave him a contract extension. So have this chapter :(