Let him have you

Your bra falls to the floor as you feel his hard cock press against your leg. You stagger backwards into a wall. The young man reaches down and begins pawing at the little petals on your flower. Your eye lids flutter as pleasure begins to build up again between your legs. Before you know it you become a shaking, panting mess. But you can't help it. His brush on your petals are far too gentle. Just a little more pressure would have you orgasming.

You whimper softly, "Please sir, more." He seems to ignore you. It hadn't escaped your attention there was something weird about his features. His blue eyes had turned a funny colour, like the colour from the flower. He finally spoke but his voice was lower than before more... creepy.
"Hush. Be still!" His voice seemed so shy and nervous before, certainly not the type to give orders. What did the flower do to him? Your so close to cumming can almost taste it.