A drink before we start
Arms carefully tied to the top of the metal headboard as her back laid upon a mountain of feather pillows. Her pale skin covered only by the pink in her cheeks. The bed sheets laid in a ruffled pile at the foot of the bed. The walls--light red--a glow by the lamps placed upon the night stands beside the bed.
She looked to be a sleep. Her skin radiated a slight heat as he ran a hand up her left arm from shoulder to elbow. A low hum escaped her lips. Moving slightly--her hips. Down the side of her chest finger tips ran. Warm skin under cool hands.
"...Are you awake?" A whisper, spoken calm. "If you need something first... I could wait, if you want."
"I'm awake. Just sleepy." She said before a yawn. "But I am a little thirsty, can you get me something to drink before we start."
His round ears twitched as he turned right to the night stand for a glass. It was filled with apple juice, 2 ice and a lemon slice on the lip. Carefully he brought the glass to her lips. Tipping it gradually as she sipped.
She bobbed her head slightly when she was done. As he brought the glass back, a small drop fell. It landed atop of her breast, shocking her skin as it rolled towards her valley. Her breath deepened as her breasts did rise.
"Sensitive this morning?" Laughing lightly. "Maybe... there's another game we can play."
Her eyes widened. "Hey now, nothing done that you don't want yourself."
Eyeing the glass with a grin. "Good thing I'm covered..." in fur. Spoken not. She would surely do her worst when she regains the reins if said.
He dipped his left hand into the glass, fingers past the ice before pulling them back. Lightly he dripped the tinted liquid over her breasts. Letting the water roll over her curves, her belly, and down her sides. Tiny tips of cool liquid, turning shy.
Retuning the glass to the night stand. Fingers still damp, he placed the back of his fingers just under her chest. Gliding them down towards her navel, over, then past. Opening his hand and letting the tips caress her lips.
"Tease..."
"Should I dip them again?" Turning towards her face. Noticing the pink of her cheeks, the narrow space under her eye lids, and the slight parting of her lips. He sighed as he turned away from her silence. Looking back to his hand, curing fingers between her thighs.
She pushed her body against the bed. Trying to pull away from his cool fingers. She swallowed hard as her face scrunched together. Toes curled as her hips wiggled in vein.
"Your making it worse. Relax, they'll warm up... eventually."
"Sick little rat..." Spoken under her breath.
He traced a finger just pass her lips. Licking the soft knob with the last of the chill. She inhaled with a squeak, eyes forced open.
"Sick little mouse... my dear."
"S-sorry."
"It's ok" spoken as he pulled back his fingers, bringing them to his lips. Breathing through his nose. He reached for the glass and let his fingers dip into the liquid. "Oups... clumsy me."
Once again he began sprinkling her breasts with the tinted water. Flicking his fingers gently to ensure the drops didn't flow the same way down her breasts.
He reached back for the glass looking towards her pleading eyes... grinning. But instead of dipping them past the ice, he picked the lemon slice off the rim. He brought the lemon slice over one of her breasts and squeezed it, letting the liquid contact the nipples before flowing pass. Then used the inside of the slice to caress the nipple. He duplicated the process to the second nipple before he returned his hand to the icy water, drizzling her body until flushed.
"Spread your legs... Please."
She smiled and opened them as he placed himself over her. His member resting upon her lips. Hands on her hips. Rocking slightly. Savouring her body's warmth and kiss.
Her breath quickened with hope. Skin a glow around mounds of light rose. Eyes opened with intent as she tested her bonds.
He leaned forward, placing his hands past her sides, fur from his arms to close to be shy. Lowering his face down to her chest, inhaling through his nose. Just an inch from her breasts.
"You smell wonderful today. And it's not the lemon." Spoken to her chest, the words flowing over her flesh. He lowered his lips around but not touching the mound. He inhaled slowly pulling the air back around.
Her chest raised and contact began. The gentle suckling upon her breast started without a flinch or word. A hand began to glide over her body towards her other breast. Cupping her mound with care.
Squeeze and roll, suckle and lick. Her body betraying her as lips redden under his...
Pulling away from her mounds, hands at her sides. "Ready my dear?"
She nodded.
He pulled back, letting himself find entry. A slow push, warmth seeping through his rod. A little deeper, she squeaked. Pulling back, a moan. Inward again he pushed gently till she squeaked. "That so sweet when you do that for me."
The squeaks softened as she wiggled between his arms. Her skin brushing against his arm fur.
"A little faster please."
"I'm sorry, no..." pushing back in, "not yet."
"Your mean... and a tease."
"Am I?" He pulled out till only an inch was left inside. "Really?" Pushed in half an inch. Stopped. "My love..."
His arms left the bedding and pushed down upon her hips. Holding her down firmly as he pushed deeper into her lips. She squeaked, but he pressed on still. Breasts rose as she took him full hilt. A moment passed before he continued. Pulling out of her slowly, going back, watching her quiver.
The pace increased, but only by little. Her legs tight around him, Body begging for more. Growing wilder, pulling upon her restraints as tight as she did upon his waist.
He enjoyed watching her struggle, the blushing upon her face. Her predictable motion to quicken the pace. Her moaning and gentle squeaks. The swelling of her breasts as she breathed in deep.
"P-please!" She spoke, dew brimming on the edge of her eyes.
He sighed. "Alright."
She loosened her grip on his sides and he pulled out gently. She was about to pull him back in when he trusted him self in roughly. She squeaked loudly, eyes wide towards him.
"Too quick? I could..."
"No! no... it's fine."
The next pull was a little faster then before and the thrust matched it's speed. Building a rhythm that gave her what she did need. Building speed, but not without time. Continuing to please her while staying calm in the mind.
1...2...3...4... Counting the breaths, taken in through the nose. 5...6...7...8... Concentrating on the number, not the squeaks or moans. 27...28...29... Why won't she just release! 44...45...46... I bet she's already planed what she'll no next with me.
Her moaning grew louder to the strength of a yell. Thrashing away inside a hormonal cell. He pushed in hard and her eyes went wide, body quivered violently and chest did rise.
Seconds passed before she settled down. Lungs empting wordlessly, body melting into pillow's down . She wiggled slightly, nestling herself into the bed. But something was amiss. She looked down to the foot of the bed.
He looked back at her with a devious grin. "Notice anything?"
She wiggled her hips gently. Her eyes opened wide.
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