[When Henry seems to straddle over her, she brings her fingers to his back, sliding her palm across his spine as he drew forward. Her other hand braces her position against the mattress, while she attempted to go with the flow of his motions. She certainly didn't mind being on the bottom again, if that's what he wanted, though LB is initially curious as to what he was going for this time.
However, as she processes Henry's next request, LB first feels a bit of a flush go through her at his choice of words until she realizes how it didn't quite add up. Quickly, her eyes shift from mild to surprise to something more intense, more predatory as her lips stretch lecherously. Her hand against the mattress moves to his waist, rubbing by his hips while responding.]
You want me to fuck you? Heheheh?
[She doesn't wait for a response, as she quickly flips him over to his back. Part of her wondered if this would satisfy the bracelet's conditions (even if they had long been met by now anyway), but she supposed she'd find out. Lifting her leg, she straddles over Henry's hips, grabbing one of his wrists at the same time. There's a momentary pause as LB analyzes his expression before she lowers her body closer to his, pulling his wrist near his head while her lips hover by his ear.]
You're so impatient. [Like she can talk.
Still, her hold on his wrist temporarily presses a little harder against the mattress as a demonstration, while the other strokes at his jawline.] Perhaps you need a little restraint?
[She's testing the waters; if he seemed uncomfortable with the idea, LB would play it off as a joke and go with something else. If there were no objections? Well, then this could get interesting.]
[He could've worded it differently, a little more subtle, perhaps a word that was more specific as to what he wanted from her... but he wanted to see her reaction to a word like that. Fucking something was generally a masculinity charged term, though slight modifications in phrasing could easily make it applicable to both sexes, so to see how she'd interpret it interests him.
While it's possible she could take it quite literally, he doesn't know what she's into, he is all too captivated by that smile that spreads across her lips. He wants to know what's going on in her mind right now. Even as he's deftly upended and put on his back, arm tugged up, all he offers is a soft grunt, air hissing through his teeth as he inhales.]
Mn– [Yes. Yes, I do. Is what he'd like to say, but he finds himself unable to answer right away as she strokes his face gently. There's always something quite paralyzing about her touch, though he can't be sure if that's literal or not. It feels good though, right in this moment. His free hand is splayed against the sheets by his side, his muscles a bit tense after being rolled onto his back, but his body language is open and receptive.]
You may need it. I will try and take back control if you allow me to... [His hips shift a little bit underneath her, rolling them up a bit sensually. The bit of pressure against his crotch has him breathing a little harder. The hand in her grasp is still holding his tie, as he waggles it in reminder.] I'd like you to help me keep my hands to myself.
[The terribly ironic thing is that this was the exact position she'd place her victims in – in a last ditch effort – before literally stroking their face to death. Granted, both her and whoever was pinned below her always had a hell of a lot more clothing on too (or at least her plugsuit covered more of her body than this set of lingerie did). However, LB did at least find she had some degree of power over that ability of hers; it'd be terribly tragic if she accidentally killed sexual partner, during the act.
LB inhales quietly, feeling his hips rub against hers. It was tempting to just abandon her ideas to just grind against him now until they were both quivering from their release, but she had to be more patient this time. Still, she moves her hands temporarily to the center of his chest while pressing her groin harder against his, deliberately sliding slowly upwards until she was now on his stomach to be able to do what she wanted more efficiently.]
Heeheehee, you're such a naughty man. [Her head briefly tilts with a smirk as she reaches to unwind the tie from his hand.] It'd be terrible if you got control back so quickly.
[Putting each corner of the tie around a thin post on her headboard, LB tries to make each end of it even before reaching for both of Henry's wrists.]
Clasp your hands together. [It's a gentle, but still firm command – it'd be easier for the both of them if he went along with it. Funnily enough, even if she hadn't done anything like this, LB was actually pretty adept in tying knots. It was a skill necessary when the main hobby in her hometown was fishing – tying for fish hooks, in particular, could be tricky.
Once she's done with that, LB glances back to Henry, trying to read his expression.]
Is it too tight? [Even if she wanted the hold to stick, LB also didn't want him to be too uncomfortable during this either – it was a necessary step for herself to be comfortable, otherwise she'd likely worry about it the entire time.]
[On top of seeing her, all of her, just looming over him so imposingly with that coy grin and almost wicked gleam in her eyes, feeling her grind and roll up his body so teasingly has him hissing in a sharp breath. His attempts to quiet the noises are only made all the more obvious with how heavily he breathes out his nose.
He just makes a sound of agreement, letting the silk slide across his palm. He obeys her, not at all willing to go against her instructions. His hands come together, and the firm knot around his wrists has him breathing in again, gently losing the control of his hands. It's...definitely nicer this way, it feels safer, especially with her, and although he usually revels in danger, he does have a preference for what kinds.
Giving the tie a tug to check how secure it is, he looks at her with a relaxed expression. The only sort of distress she'll see is perhaps just how needy he feels in this moment, how warm and heavy her body feels against his. But it's a minute expression, and something he's good at holding back a bit.]
Not at all. It's perfect... [His voice comes out a little rough, breathy, and he clears his throat to rectify this.] I'm at your mercy.
[Naturally, Henry was proving to consistently be more difficult to read than most people, even if LB did feel she was slowly understanding the subtleties in his expressions. In any case, she wasn't picking up any sign of discomfort, and that was the most important thing to her. While she liked the security of feeling like the dominant one, LB also had a lot of insecurity about the darker parts of her taking things too far in an undesirable direction.
Still, LB has to smile crookedly at his last remark. Narrowing her eyes wickedly, she leans forward, placing her lips by his ear.]
Don't forget that. [Her own tone is sultry before she slowly flicks her tongue across the lobe, followed by a light bite. She shifts her hips afterward, so she's back to straddling his groin, sighing out against his skin to mask her enthusiasm while trying to think of all the areas she wanted to taste, to leave her mark on.
For now, she nibbles at the base of his throat as her fingers undo the last couple buttons of his shirt, until she's able to push it open. Satisfied, her face comes back up to capture his lips in a kiss, deeper than the ones that had preceded on this particular encounter, savoring the taste of it while her hands slowly trailed down the skin of his chest until her nails dug in near his waist.
Just to note his reaction, her hips roll over his at an agonizingly slow pace – if he wanted to be at her mercy, then by god she was going to do just that.]
[The subtle shifts in his expression will surely become less so as their time together wears on, this much he's sure. It doesn't mean he won't try, but there's only so much one can rein back when someone is grinding so artfully and heavily down against your stiffening erection.
He lets out a soft huff at the flicker of tongue and teeth against his ear, followed by a sharper hiss of air when she rolls her hips down against him. His hips automatically rise up to add to the pressure, letting out a soft sound despite himself. Flexing his bound hands, he pulls at the tie, bringing it taut, as cool air hits his warming skin fully. Her hands exploring his bared chest has him breathing faster, stomach muscles contracting attractively at the pinch of skin by his waist.]
Ah... [His eyes flutter shut though only briefly, cracking them open just enough to look up at her with a shaky breath escaping his lips. The slowness is most certainly agonizing, so he rolls his hips up again to meet hers, drawing it out nice and slow. It's...not enough, he knows this. Hell, he'd anticipated it, knowing that he wanted to be at her mercy, to squirm at the pace, to be even a little frustrated when things didn't go exactly his way. Every once in a while, he wants to experience the sensation of losing control, willingly letting someone do it for him.
They didn't even have to be someone he necessarily liked very much, but trust was important. LB is one of the few women he trusts (to an extent) to at least honor his wishes.]
...it's always, mmph, a bit funny how when one is bound, the desire to touch is even stronger than if they weren't bound.
[Silently, she notes his reactions as her mouth moves to different areas of his body, trying to discern where his most sensitive areas were, for future encounters. Of course, she fully anticipated that he'd react the most to shifting against the erection that was making itself more apparent below her, but that was just common sense.
Lowering her mouth, she kisses along his jawline, eventually moving her hand to gently tilt his chin to have access to his throat. With his hips adding pressure to her own motion, she pauses to sigh against his skin, though she quickly covers it up by digging her teeth in near a collarbone.
Once she notices him tug against his restraints, her eyes shift back up to watch, smiling against his skin at his response.]
Mmm, you really are impatient. [She mutters against skin, breathing out with a vague sort of amusement as she moves down to drag her lips between his pectorals, placing a light nip there as well. After that, though, she moves her hands to his upper chest, pushing herself up to be able to glance at his face better.] But – heheheh – maybe this is a little unfair?
[Her smile briefly broadens as she slides her hands up his bound arms.] Would you like me to take off my bra?
[Perhaps he can detect a hint of wickedness in her expression – either way, she was probably going to be a little unfair regardless, but even she wasn't quite certain in what kind of way that was going to be.]
[ She'll notice that his neck is particularly sensitive, as he sucks in a harsh breath when she presses her lips there and kisses at it. If she grazes her teeth against it, he'll let out a shaky exhale. There's a slight trembling in his muscles at all the light teasing touches, the anticipation seeming to rock him to his core. The only saving grace he has being the restraints around his wrists, hard and taut, a surprising source of reprieve from all the lightness.
His chest rises and falls slowly, watching her intently as warm lips press in as his chest rises and her mouth follows as it falls.] It could be, quite...
[His gaze goes up as she pushes her self up, though his eyes occasionally flicker down to her chest where they're pressed up against each other as she leans forward. They look like they're about to burst forth from the confines of the lacy garment, and his teeth are itching to bite down on it, to feel the crunch of the fine fabrics as his nose nudges against her skin.
The look she gives him has him pausing, though the eager arousal is evident in his pupils alone.]
Please... slowly, now. [He whispers with a bit of a raspy quality to his voice, hips rolling up again in contrast to the patience in his words.] I'd like to watch it all come apart nice and easy.
[With her watching Henry so intently, she notices when his eyes roam to her chest, which draws a satisfied huff from her lips. Leaning forward, placing her hands at both sides of her head, her lace-covered breasts are just a few inches from his face and LB is fully aware of this.
Her hips press down hard against his when he impatiently rolls forward, causing her to briefly close her eyes – god, all she wanted to do was to rip the rest of his garments off and just fuck until they were both shuddering from their climax, but she herself had to be patient as well. Just a little longer, now.]
I don't think I heard you, lover.
[She heard him loud and clear, but she's being a shit right now.]
[ He automatically breathes in when her chest nears, pulling in her scent, cherishing the almost comforting hold she has around his face. He let's out a hot breath against her skin, to let her know his heady desire.
When he rolls against him hard, he grunts harshly, cursing softly under his breath and finding his hips wanting to fight against hers. Her words have him stopping though, as he gives her a shaky grin. Ah, making him show her just how much he wants her, eh? ]
I-I do, please- [ His volume rises, desperation flitting about in his tone. He's still quite in control of himself, despite how much he really wants it. It makes the act of begging all the more easier to conduct the way he wants. ] -I want... need to see all of you- just as much as you want to see all of me.
[ He grins a little devilishly at the last part, because let's be real- he can be a little shit too. ]
[Satisfied, LB smirks back at him, tilting her head up to briefly meet his lips in a kiss just to give him a taste of what was to come. Directly, after that, though, she sits back up — arms propped back on his chest as she glares approvingly above him.]
Heehee, that's better. [Perhaps Henry himself was a bit naughty with his last remark, but it wasn't like he was wrong either. Keeping her eyes on his, she finally reaches behind her back to unclasp her bra.] I do want to see the rest of you.
[As if to accentuate her point, her hips roll against his again while slowly letting the straps of her bra fall down her shoulders — just as he requested. Eventually, though, she shrugs the rest of the garment forward until she had to pull it the rest of it off, revealing her breasts and her revealed, hardened nipples. She leans back a little, to make to display of it even more enticing before lowering herself near his mouth again.]
Do you want to taste them? Hahaha? You might not get another chance once I start fucking you.
[She pretty much has her tits in his face, at this point. She'll be nice, for now.]
[ He almost chases after her lips, a forced breath out his nose in frustration as she gives him just a sample. It's stopped short by the look she gives him, finding that harsh approving look to be somewhat satisfying on its own, like he'd pleased her in someway and that's always a good start. He watches her reach behind and undo her bra, inhaling slowly and deeply at the sight.
A weak moan leaks out unexpectedly while he'd been breathing in when she applies sudden pressure to his aching length, and he inhales sharply again when the wires and fabric begin to fall away, the supported flesh relaxing and bouncing a little as she pulls it off completely. He drags teeth over his lip, eyes drinking her in fully when she leans back and then eyes trailing up to her face as she leans forward. ]
Oof- [The way her words impact him have him huffing out again, and as she offers her skin for a taste he is sincerely sorry that his hands are bound. Oh, how hard he'd be grasping at her body and plowing into her already. It's amazing just how much being restrained brings out the more animalistic side.] God, yes...
[ He's practically mouthing the words against her breasts, pressing his lips against the soft curve of it near her sternum (or at least as close as he can from the angle) towards the hardened nipple. Baring his teeth slightly, he catches it around the nub of flesh, rolling it gently between his incisors as he's lapping against it with broad, flat licks of his tongue. She tastes clean and almost a bit floral, like soap would, glad for the lack of saltiness. It only encourages him to fully envelop his lips around it completely and suck on it hard followed by a deep, muted moan.]
[She initially sighs out from anticipation as she feels Henry's lips roam the mound of her breast, closing her eyes as she feels the first strokes of his tongue against her nipple. As he gets more into it, though, she groans from the feel of the whole of his mouth suctioning around her tit. Gritting her teeth, another muffled hiss is heard soon afterward.
Her cheek nuzzles close to his hairline while instinctively nudging her chest up against his mouth even more, before she starts speaking again in a hushed purr.]
God... heheh. You're making me so wet. [Even if the positioning is a bit awkward, LB manages to reach a hand up to stroke her thumb against his jawline.] I– I think we're both still a little, ah. Overdressed.
[ The quiet lapping sound of his mouth and tongue turn slightly obscene as she pushes her chest against his mouth, even if he's trying not to. He sighs heavily out his nose at the pressure, his mouth filling up with her taste, and he's finally seemed to stop forgetting that his arms are tied above his head. His eyes crack open slightly at the enunciation.
He is wearing quite a bit of his clothes, this much is true. As he smacks his lips gently, popping off of her skin with a light sound, he tries to get his two cents in... as he always tries to do, even if he obviously should just be quiet. ]
Mn, the strip of lace around you is a bit much... [ Despite his attempt at light humor, his voice comes out a bit strained than he would like, but it's hardly worth noting in this moment. ] Please... let me feel you.
[She raises her brows at the remark, but otherwise doesn't seem all that bothered by it. If anything, her expression briefly turns a little playful again while she leans in to place a lingering kiss on Henry's lips. It doesn't last long, however, as she pulls herself up first to straddling position and then completely steps off the bed. Sliding her hands down to the band of her panties, she begins to drag the small hint of lace down her legs with her thumbs.]
I won't disagree, heheh. But that leaves one question.
[Temporarily, she breaks her gaze away from Henry (letting that said question linger), so that she can purposefully turn around and lean down to push the underwear down the rest of her legs – graciously providing a demonstration both of her shapely backside as well as her flexibility.
Pivoting back around, she returns to Henry, reaching to work on sliding his pants the rest of the way down his legs. Once they're about halfway, LB lowers herself enough to be able to place her mouth near his navel first, taking a moment to savor his aroma before she tugs down the band of his own underwear just enough to nip hard near his inner thigh. At the same time, she moves her fingers over the noticeable bulge in his boxer briefs, stroking her palm against it.]
[ His mind races frantically, though he does his best not to look too disappointed as she steps off of him completely. That sudden bit of pressure weighing down on him, the give of the bed being none too merciful, has him gasping hotly as she moves away. Eyebrows pushed together in an almost needy expression, he watches her with desperate interest, eyes following the slipping of dark fabric against her fair skin. His gaze flickers up briefly as she speaks, and it takes all his willpower not to groan with arousal as she presents her shapely backside and watches her bend over to push down the rest of her lingerie. When she finally turns, that agonizing and tantalizing display that seemed much too brief, he lets out a shuddering breath.
He lets her do as she pleases, completely at her mercy at this point. Not even just physically, but with how aroused he is, he's willing to submit to anything she asks (within reason, of course). The soft touch at his stomach has his stomach flexing slightly, and as she nips him he flinches slightly. It feels like a small trigger that sets off a chain reaction through his skin, goosebumps washing over his entire body and breathing heavily at the warmth of her palm against his hardening cock. ]
Mngh....all. All of you. How could I possibly handle only just a little part of you?
[As a person who prided herself on her observational abilities, LB takes extra care in watching Henry's reactions to her various teasings with a certain lustful intensity. However, as fun as it was to see how far she could bring him to the edge, she was getting a little impatient herself – she desperately wanted to feel him within her, to get lost in the sensation, especially since she had been having an especially rough time lately.
So, at his response, she doesn't linger at all to pull his underwear down his legs, letting the garment drop to the ground.]
Heehee! Good, I was hoping you'd say that.
[With all the relevant clothing stripped off of both of them, LB takes a moment to admire Henry's mostly bare skin, arms tied up as if on some sort of incredibly attractive display. Perhaps there was some part, in the back of her mind, perturbed that she was apparently into tying men up, but LB supposed it wouldn't be the worst of her hobbies.
With a thoughtful hum, LB finally straddles over Henry again, positioning her hands back on his chest as she slightly leans forward. Locking her gaze with him, the hunger should be evident in her glare as LB again moves her hips against his, this time letting her clit rub against his length. While it was meant to be one last tantalizing motion, LB's lids shut halfway in pleasure, her breath coming out in a bit of a shudder.
Lowering her shoulders, she brings her face close to Henry's, speaking out in a strained half-whisper.]
I need all of you, too.
[Not giving him a chance to respond to that, she brings her lips to his, quickly delving her tongue inside as she reaches for his cock. Carefully, LB leads the tip to her entrance, sighing out from the initial penetration.]
[ Henry breathes slowly but deeply when the fitted fabric of his boxer briefs slide over his half-hard cock. There's just something about being bared like this with little to no control over his state aside from the verbal commands that she could either take or leave that really gets his blood pumping. The way she just looks him over with some lust and admiration has him stretching a little under her gaze, letting his muscles flex attractively for her.
She climbs on top, and he exhales at the weight and pressure introduced again. His eyes never leave hers, though they do threaten to shut when she glides the folds of her slick skin against him. He mimics her almost, with how she shudders out a breath and he follows suit. He quickly clamps his mouth shut, swallowing when she draws near. ]
Sh- [ He begins to let out an appreciative curse, but it's quickly swallowed by LB as she captures his mouth and he lets out a quiet sound of surprise as the air suddenly rushes out of his lungs. His hips stiffen as she grabs a hold of him, controlling the amount of penetration he's allowed. It's much too teasing of a touch, as he feels a tantalizing warmth envelop the tip of him which has him groaning against her mouth. He lifts his hips, in hopes of driving himself deeper into her. ]
[The way he flexes his muscles for her almost makes LB want to turn around and grab her phone to take pics for later examination. Though perhaps it was a good thing that she was more dead set on satisfying both of their present, growing desires. If she had a picture, it'd only make her want the real deal all the time – the last thing she needed to do was make someone tired of her company.
Regardless, she forms something of a shaky smile as she notices Henry desperately try to push more into her. While she wants nothing more than to have him fill her completely, with that kind of reaction, LB has to play with it a little. So, pulling away from the kiss, she mutters a chuckle as she initially denies him the deeper penetration.]
You're so eager.
[Her thumb strokes at the underside of the length not quite inside of her as she sits up a little. Before Henry can be too disappointed, though, LB pushes herself down the rest of the way down his cock. Part of her wanted to make him beg for more of her, but she already successfully did that not all that long ago, didn't she? Besides, it wasn't like he was the only eager one here.
Moving her hands to his stomach, she steadies herself before starting a rhythm – not agonizingly slow, but not fast enough to really drive either of them to the edge either. Arcing her head back for a few seconds, LB closes her eyes as she takes in the first few thrusts, eventually opening them halfway as she glanced over Henry's face.]
How's – mmm – how's this?
[She's expecting him to tell her to go faster, and honestly she's at the position to let him get what he wants – if he says it the right way, anyway.]
[ The idea of having his bared and vulnerable state immortalized into a phone's picture gallery would be distressingly sexy, if he were to be honest with himself. He'd definitely protest, though, although he'd find some satisfaction in knowing that she'd desire him from those pictures alone.
The slight delay of pleasure, the coy bit of denial has him gasping out. His toes spread out as his leg muscles tense, the bit of attention on the underside of his cock making him feel like he should prepare for something. He's most certainly glad she has good timing- knowing just how long to tease and how well to reward him. When she sinks down on his length, he lets out a loud groan as the suffocating warmth of her body coats him completely. Her body touches down against his skin and he pushes his hips up to meet hers, drive himself in further before she starts to move again. His eyes squint, just barely open as he watches her body move up and down, his arms pulling at the tie with each jostle of his body. His face grows flush as he clenches his teeth, growling softly through his teeth as she works him up steadily. ]
Amazing- you, ah- you feel bloody amazing. [ He does want her to move faster, but he's having trouble catching up with his brain. He knows the position he's in, he knows he's at her mercy here even if she'd been the one to ask him to tell her what to do. ]
[Another time, she might reconsider – at the very least, the idea was at least planted in her mind to perhaps come into fruition later.
For now, though, LB continues to steadily grind on Henry's cock, sighing out pleasurably as she waited for his response. She glances down at him, swerving her hips in the moderate pace even as he strains out his reply. It was actually a little impressive, really, that even in his position he still used his manners in his request – she had nothing left at all to tease him with, but with how the heat was building up within herself, she was more than okay with that.]
S-since you, ah... asked nicely...
[She leans forward again, trailing her hands down his restrained arms, bringing her chest closer to his face as she angled her hips to allow him more access to be able to drive his length deeper within her. It's not long before she hastens her pace, driving her hips harder against his, her pants becoming more desperate as the thrusts became deeper.]
[ It's all can do to keep his breathing even as she works her body down around his cock with that steady rhythm. She slides and pulses around him warmly, the temperature of her body seeming to envelope his entire body instead of just that one part, and it has him gasping for air.
The shift of her body leaning closer to his is maddening. There's so much he wants to touch, grasp, and fist hard in his hands- her body is supple, soft, and he can practically taste it. He lets out a low moan as her body tightens a bit with the change. His hips move, automatically sensing the room that her shifting has offered him, quickly meeting her pace with enthusiastic thrusts of his hips. His wrists are sore, arms as well, with the tie starting to choke off the blood supply to his hands. The numbing sensation that starts to prickle at his fingertips has him clenching and releasing them.
He grunts, huffing between the low sounds he emits from the effort. As LB's body takes him in deeper with each pointed strike of his hips, all he can think about is how badly he wants to continue feeling her body around him as he comes. The more he thinks about it, the tighter the metaphorical coil in his gut grows. ]
N-Nghhh, shit– all of you, I... it's so damn- [ He cuts off with a sharp hitch of his breath, his thoughts blanking for a moment as his incline towards his climax nearly reaches its peak. Each rhythmic slap of skin, each groan, sigh, and curse whispered under their breath has him unable to hold on for much longer. ]
[Even if there's some part of her that wished to feel Henry's fingers digging roughly into the skin at her hips as she pounded herself harder against him, LB was finding that the degree of control she had over him right now more than compensated for it. Perhaps she would think long and hard about what the hell that meant later, but for now, she let herself get intoxicated in the feeling of it all.
Perhaps if she weren't in the midst of fucking him, the pleasure building her mind into more and more of a haze, she'd be far more perceptive of the soreness rising through his arms to his fingertips, but it's all an oversight right now. Concentrating more on thrusting roughly against his erection, partly to fulfill his own requests, but to get her closer to her own climax.
Her hands first travel up to his wrists, unwittingly pressing onto them harder as she bucked against Henry at a more wild pace. Eventually, though, she found that unsatisfactory, instead gripping her hands at the rungs of her bed post, panting as took in each eager stroke of Henry's dick inside of her.]
I know. [She really didn't actually compute any of what Henry was saying, so it's more of an automatic response, as she was more focused on the sounds the creaking of her mattress was making underneath them. With her own climax coming soon, her skin flushes as her moans became more desperate, straining her next few words.]
[ Henry can attest to the fact that having the control in this sort of situation is an amazing feeling, having gone through something similar with another person here in Tanagura as well. He hadn't been a stranger to it, but he's generally OK with relinquishing control to his partner should they be much more comfortable in that situation.
Fortunately, Henry doesn't mind the ache in his arms. It only heightens the experience, like how salt enhances the taste of sweet treats. The tight pressure of silk against his wrist when she presses on them briefly gets a harsh exhale, leaning his head back against the bed as the core of his entire being tightens again. Her hand moves, adjusting her position and the movement completely seems to shift. Such a small change and that has him groaning out loud, though the attempt to muffle it with bites of his lips are there.
The wild rocking of their bodies punctuated by the protests of bedframe and mattress is also a sound he focuses on, and all he hears is "do it"- it's firm enough of a command to making him submit, and enticing an action to just indulge in it yet again. She's hot and wet around him, clenching here and there just at the right damn time that it makes him lose his control completely. Not that he needed to hold back, but it's just an automatic response whenever he comes close to climaxing, and in turn it sometimes makes the release that much more powerful. ]
Fuck- [ He mutters out a string of expletives before shuddering out an exhausted and relieved moan, teeth clenching suddenly as if in embarrassment, but soon giving up as his hips thrust up for the last time. He falls flat, but his hips seem to buck on their own whether Henry wants them to or not, and his gasps come out an octave higher from the effort. He didn't even realize how tight he'd been pulling at his tie, now thoroughly stretched and ruined, but he doesn't give a damn in this moment. ]
[While she specifically commands him to come – in order to try to get him to his climax before hers – LB still finds herself intoxicated by the overpowering feeling of her orgasm soon afterward, letting out her own string of curses as she stiffly thrusts against him to literally ride out the waves of pleasure throbbing within her.
However, it might have been something of a good thing that she comes first, as by the time she can feel the vibrations of Henry's climax within her, LB has enough of her senses back to be able to watch the strained expression on his face as he fills her with his seed. Her arms are still stretched above him, arousal still evident in her expression while LB looms above him, continuing to buck her hips against his until the pace seems to slow down in a satisfying lull.
Just to make sure he was done, LB lowers her arms to his chest, swerving herself against him in a couple smoother motions until stopping entirely. Her chin lowers as the exhaustion begins to overtake her; she wants to lie on top of him, but LB knows that she should probably untie him first.
However, before she reaches up for the tie, she has to take a few moments to catch her breath. During that lull, her eyes crane to Henry's, a tired laugh passing through her lips.]
God damn. [She huffs it out in a somewhat humored way as she finally works on lazily loosening the stretched out tie. Well, at least that made her own knot a little easier to untie, she supposed.]
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Date: 10/27/15 05:46 am (UTC)However, as she processes Henry's next request, LB first feels a bit of a flush go through her at his choice of words until she realizes how it didn't quite add up. Quickly, her eyes shift from mild to surprise to something more intense, more predatory as her lips stretch lecherously. Her hand against the mattress moves to his waist, rubbing by his hips while responding.]
You want me to fuck you? Heheheh?
[She doesn't wait for a response, as she quickly flips him over to his back. Part of her wondered if this would satisfy the bracelet's conditions (even if they had long been met by now anyway), but she supposed she'd find out. Lifting her leg, she straddles over Henry's hips, grabbing one of his wrists at the same time. There's a momentary pause as LB analyzes his expression before she lowers her body closer to his, pulling his wrist near his head while her lips hover by his ear.]
You're so impatient. [Like she can talk.
Still, her hold on his wrist temporarily presses a little harder against the mattress as a demonstration, while the other strokes at his jawline.] Perhaps you need a little restraint?
[She's testing the waters; if he seemed uncomfortable with the idea, LB would play it off as a joke and go with something else. If there were no objections? Well, then this could get interesting.]
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Date: 10/29/15 05:48 am (UTC)While it's possible she could take it quite literally, he doesn't know what she's into, he is all too captivated by that smile that spreads across her lips. He wants to know what's going on in her mind right now. Even as he's deftly upended and put on his back, arm tugged up, all he offers is a soft grunt, air hissing through his teeth as he inhales.]
Mn– [Yes. Yes, I do. Is what he'd like to say, but he finds himself unable to answer right away as she strokes his face gently. There's always something quite paralyzing about her touch, though he can't be sure if that's literal or not. It feels good though, right in this moment. His free hand is splayed against the sheets by his side, his muscles a bit tense after being rolled onto his back, but his body language is open and receptive.]
You may need it. I will try and take back control if you allow me to... [His hips shift a little bit underneath her, rolling them up a bit sensually. The bit of pressure against his crotch has him breathing a little harder. The hand in her grasp is still holding his tie, as he waggles it in reminder.] I'd like you to help me keep my hands to myself.
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Date: 10/29/15 08:10 pm (UTC)LB inhales quietly, feeling his hips rub against hers. It was tempting to just abandon her ideas to just grind against him now until they were both quivering from their release, but she had to be more patient this time. Still, she moves her hands temporarily to the center of his chest while pressing her groin harder against his, deliberately sliding slowly upwards until she was now on his stomach to be able to do what she wanted more efficiently.]
Heeheehee, you're such a naughty man. [Her head briefly tilts with a smirk as she reaches to unwind the tie from his hand.] It'd be terrible if you got control back so quickly.
[Putting each corner of the tie around a thin post on her headboard, LB tries to make each end of it even before reaching for both of Henry's wrists.]
Clasp your hands together. [It's a gentle, but still firm command – it'd be easier for the both of them if he went along with it. Funnily enough, even if she hadn't done anything like this, LB was actually pretty adept in tying knots. It was a skill necessary when the main hobby in her hometown was fishing – tying for fish hooks, in particular, could be tricky.
Once she's done with that, LB glances back to Henry, trying to read his expression.]
Is it too tight? [Even if she wanted the hold to stick, LB also didn't want him to be too uncomfortable during this either – it was a necessary step for herself to be comfortable, otherwise she'd likely worry about it the entire time.]
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Date: 11/2/15 01:25 am (UTC)He just makes a sound of agreement, letting the silk slide across his palm. He obeys her, not at all willing to go against her instructions. His hands come together, and the firm knot around his wrists has him breathing in again, gently losing the control of his hands. It's...definitely nicer this way, it feels safer, especially with her, and although he usually revels in danger, he does have a preference for what kinds.
Giving the tie a tug to check how secure it is, he looks at her with a relaxed expression. The only sort of distress she'll see is perhaps just how needy he feels in this moment, how warm and heavy her body feels against his. But it's a minute expression, and something he's good at holding back a bit.]
Not at all. It's perfect... [His voice comes out a little rough, breathy, and he clears his throat to rectify this.] I'm at your mercy.
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Date: 11/3/15 04:49 am (UTC)Still, LB has to smile crookedly at his last remark. Narrowing her eyes wickedly, she leans forward, placing her lips by his ear.]
Don't forget that. [Her own tone is sultry before she slowly flicks her tongue across the lobe, followed by a light bite. She shifts her hips afterward, so she's back to straddling his groin, sighing out against his skin to mask her enthusiasm while trying to think of all the areas she wanted to taste, to leave her mark on.
For now, she nibbles at the base of his throat as her fingers undo the last couple buttons of his shirt, until she's able to push it open. Satisfied, her face comes back up to capture his lips in a kiss, deeper than the ones that had preceded on this particular encounter, savoring the taste of it while her hands slowly trailed down the skin of his chest until her nails dug in near his waist.
Just to note his reaction, her hips roll over his at an agonizingly slow pace – if he wanted to be at her mercy, then by god she was going to do just that.]
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Date: 11/4/15 07:35 am (UTC)He lets out a soft huff at the flicker of tongue and teeth against his ear, followed by a sharper hiss of air when she rolls her hips down against him. His hips automatically rise up to add to the pressure, letting out a soft sound despite himself. Flexing his bound hands, he pulls at the tie, bringing it taut, as cool air hits his warming skin fully. Her hands exploring his bared chest has him breathing faster, stomach muscles contracting attractively at the pinch of skin by his waist.]
Ah... [His eyes flutter shut though only briefly, cracking them open just enough to look up at her with a shaky breath escaping his lips. The slowness is most certainly agonizing, so he rolls his hips up again to meet hers, drawing it out nice and slow. It's...not enough, he knows this. Hell, he'd anticipated it, knowing that he wanted to be at her mercy, to squirm at the pace, to be even a little frustrated when things didn't go exactly his way. Every once in a while, he wants to experience the sensation of losing control, willingly letting someone do it for him.
They didn't even have to be someone he necessarily liked very much, but trust was important. LB is one of the few women he trusts (to an extent) to at least honor his wishes.]
...it's always, mmph, a bit funny how when one is bound, the desire to touch is even stronger than if they weren't bound.
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Date: 11/5/15 03:08 am (UTC)Lowering her mouth, she kisses along his jawline, eventually moving her hand to gently tilt his chin to have access to his throat. With his hips adding pressure to her own motion, she pauses to sigh against his skin, though she quickly covers it up by digging her teeth in near a collarbone.
Once she notices him tug against his restraints, her eyes shift back up to watch, smiling against his skin at his response.]
Mmm, you really are impatient. [She mutters against skin, breathing out with a vague sort of amusement as she moves down to drag her lips between his pectorals, placing a light nip there as well. After that, though, she moves her hands to his upper chest, pushing herself up to be able to glance at his face better.] But – heheheh – maybe this is a little unfair?
[Her smile briefly broadens as she slides her hands up his bound arms.] Would you like me to take off my bra?
[Perhaps he can detect a hint of wickedness in her expression – either way, she was probably going to be a little unfair regardless, but even she wasn't quite certain in what kind of way that was going to be.]
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Date: 11/7/15 04:06 pm (UTC)His chest rises and falls slowly, watching her intently as warm lips press in as his chest rises and her mouth follows as it falls.] It could be, quite...
[His gaze goes up as she pushes her self up, though his eyes occasionally flicker down to her chest where they're pressed up against each other as she leans forward. They look like they're about to burst forth from the confines of the lacy garment, and his teeth are itching to bite down on it, to feel the crunch of the fine fabrics as his nose nudges against her skin.
The look she gives him has him pausing, though the eager arousal is evident in his pupils alone.]
Please... slowly, now. [He whispers with a bit of a raspy quality to his voice, hips rolling up again in contrast to the patience in his words.] I'd like to watch it all come apart nice and easy.
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Date: 11/7/15 07:43 pm (UTC)Her hips press down hard against his when he impatiently rolls forward, causing her to briefly close her eyes – god, all she wanted to do was to rip the rest of his garments off and just fuck until they were both shuddering from their climax, but she herself had to be patient as well. Just a little longer, now.]
I don't think I heard you, lover.
[She heard him loud and clear, but she's being a shit right now.]
I'm not so sure if you want it?
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Date: 11/7/15 08:47 pm (UTC)When he rolls against him hard, he grunts harshly, cursing softly under his breath and finding his hips wanting to fight against hers. Her words have him stopping though, as he gives her a shaky grin. Ah, making him show her just how much he wants her, eh? ]
I-I do, please- [ His volume rises, desperation flitting about in his tone. He's still quite in control of himself, despite how much he really wants it. It makes the act of begging all the more easier to conduct the way he wants. ] -I want... need to see all of you- just as much as you want to see all of me.
[ He grins a little devilishly at the last part, because let's be real- he can be a little shit too. ]
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Date: 11/8/15 01:13 am (UTC)Heehee, that's better. [Perhaps Henry himself was a bit naughty with his last remark, but it wasn't like he was wrong either. Keeping her eyes on his, she finally reaches behind her back to unclasp her bra.] I do want to see the rest of you.
[As if to accentuate her point, her hips roll against his again while slowly letting the straps of her bra fall down her shoulders — just as he requested. Eventually, though, she shrugs the rest of the garment forward until she had to pull it the rest of it off, revealing her breasts and her revealed, hardened nipples. She leans back a little, to make to display of it even more enticing before lowering herself near his mouth again.]
Do you want to taste them? Hahaha? You might not get another chance once I start fucking you.
[She pretty much has her tits in his face, at this point. She'll be nice, for now.]
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Date: 11/8/15 08:16 am (UTC)A weak moan leaks out unexpectedly while he'd been breathing in when she applies sudden pressure to his aching length, and he inhales sharply again when the wires and fabric begin to fall away, the supported flesh relaxing and bouncing a little as she pulls it off completely. He drags teeth over his lip, eyes drinking her in fully when she leans back and then eyes trailing up to her face as she leans forward. ]
Oof- [The way her words impact him have him huffing out again, and as she offers her skin for a taste he is sincerely sorry that his hands are bound. Oh, how hard he'd be grasping at her body and plowing into her already. It's amazing just how much being restrained brings out the more animalistic side.] God, yes...
[ He's practically mouthing the words against her breasts, pressing his lips against the soft curve of it near her sternum (or at least as close as he can from the angle) towards the hardened nipple. Baring his teeth slightly, he catches it around the nub of flesh, rolling it gently between his incisors as he's lapping against it with broad, flat licks of his tongue. She tastes clean and almost a bit floral, like soap would, glad for the lack of saltiness. It only encourages him to fully envelop his lips around it completely and suck on it hard followed by a deep, muted moan.]
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Date: 11/8/15 09:32 pm (UTC)Her cheek nuzzles close to his hairline while instinctively nudging her chest up against his mouth even more, before she starts speaking again in a hushed purr.]
God... heheh. You're making me so wet. [Even if the positioning is a bit awkward, LB manages to reach a hand up to stroke her thumb against his jawline.] I– I think we're both still a little, ah. Overdressed.
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Date: 11/10/15 04:43 am (UTC)He is wearing quite a bit of his clothes, this much is true. As he smacks his lips gently, popping off of her skin with a light sound, he tries to get his two cents in... as he always tries to do, even if he obviously should just be quiet. ]
Mn, the strip of lace around you is a bit much... [ Despite his attempt at light humor, his voice comes out a bit strained than he would like, but it's hardly worth noting in this moment. ] Please... let me feel you.
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Date: 11/11/15 12:59 am (UTC)I won't disagree, heheh. But that leaves one question.
[Temporarily, she breaks her gaze away from Henry (letting that said question linger), so that she can purposefully turn around and lean down to push the underwear down the rest of her legs – graciously providing a demonstration both of her shapely backside as well as her flexibility.
Pivoting back around, she returns to Henry, reaching to work on sliding his pants the rest of the way down his legs. Once they're about halfway, LB lowers herself enough to be able to place her mouth near his navel first, taking a moment to savor his aroma before she tugs down the band of his own underwear just enough to nip hard near his inner thigh. At the same time, she moves her fingers over the noticeable bulge in his boxer briefs, stroking her palm against it.]
How much of me do you want to feel?
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Date: 11/13/15 09:36 pm (UTC)He lets her do as she pleases, completely at her mercy at this point. Not even just physically, but with how aroused he is, he's willing to submit to anything she asks (within reason, of course). The soft touch at his stomach has his stomach flexing slightly, and as she nips him he flinches slightly. It feels like a small trigger that sets off a chain reaction through his skin, goosebumps washing over his entire body and breathing heavily at the warmth of her palm against his hardening cock. ]
Mngh....all. All of you. How could I possibly handle only just a little part of you?
[ His hip raises up a little into her hand.]
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Date: 11/14/15 06:30 am (UTC)So, at his response, she doesn't linger at all to pull his underwear down his legs, letting the garment drop to the ground.]
Heehee! Good, I was hoping you'd say that.
[With all the relevant clothing stripped off of both of them, LB takes a moment to admire Henry's mostly bare skin, arms tied up as if on some sort of incredibly attractive display. Perhaps there was some part, in the back of her mind, perturbed that she was apparently into tying men up, but LB supposed it wouldn't be the worst of her hobbies.
With a thoughtful hum, LB finally straddles over Henry again, positioning her hands back on his chest as she slightly leans forward. Locking her gaze with him, the hunger should be evident in her glare as LB again moves her hips against his, this time letting her clit rub against his length. While it was meant to be one last tantalizing motion, LB's lids shut halfway in pleasure, her breath coming out in a bit of a shudder.
Lowering her shoulders, she brings her face close to Henry's, speaking out in a strained half-whisper.]
I need all of you, too.
[Not giving him a chance to respond to that, she brings her lips to his, quickly delving her tongue inside as she reaches for his cock. Carefully, LB leads the tip to her entrance, sighing out from the initial penetration.]
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Date: 11/18/15 06:36 am (UTC)She climbs on top, and he exhales at the weight and pressure introduced again. His eyes never leave hers, though they do threaten to shut when she glides the folds of her slick skin against him. He mimics her almost, with how she shudders out a breath and he follows suit. He quickly clamps his mouth shut, swallowing when she draws near. ]
Sh- [ He begins to let out an appreciative curse, but it's quickly swallowed by LB as she captures his mouth and he lets out a quiet sound of surprise as the air suddenly rushes out of his lungs. His hips stiffen as she grabs a hold of him, controlling the amount of penetration he's allowed. It's much too teasing of a touch, as he feels a tantalizing warmth envelop the tip of him which has him groaning against her mouth. He lifts his hips, in hopes of driving himself deeper into her. ]
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Date: 11/19/15 12:41 am (UTC)Regardless, she forms something of a shaky smile as she notices Henry desperately try to push more into her. While she wants nothing more than to have him fill her completely, with that kind of reaction, LB has to play with it a little. So, pulling away from the kiss, she mutters a chuckle as she initially denies him the deeper penetration.]
You're so eager.
[Her thumb strokes at the underside of the length not quite inside of her as she sits up a little. Before Henry can be too disappointed, though, LB pushes herself down the rest of the way down his cock. Part of her wanted to make him beg for more of her, but she already successfully did that not all that long ago, didn't she? Besides, it wasn't like he was the only eager one here.
Moving her hands to his stomach, she steadies herself before starting a rhythm – not agonizingly slow, but not fast enough to really drive either of them to the edge either. Arcing her head back for a few seconds, LB closes her eyes as she takes in the first few thrusts, eventually opening them halfway as she glanced over Henry's face.]
How's – mmm – how's this?
[She's expecting him to tell her to go faster, and honestly she's at the position to let him get what he wants – if he says it the right way, anyway.]
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Date: 11/19/15 05:05 am (UTC)The slight delay of pleasure, the coy bit of denial has him gasping out. His toes spread out as his leg muscles tense, the bit of attention on the underside of his cock making him feel like he should prepare for something. He's most certainly glad she has good timing- knowing just how long to tease and how well to reward him. When she sinks down on his length, he lets out a loud groan as the suffocating warmth of her body coats him completely. Her body touches down against his skin and he pushes his hips up to meet hers, drive himself in further before she starts to move again. His eyes squint, just barely open as he watches her body move up and down, his arms pulling at the tie with each jostle of his body. His face grows flush as he clenches his teeth, growling softly through his teeth as she works him up steadily. ]
Amazing- you, ah- you feel bloody amazing. [ He does want her to move faster, but he's having trouble catching up with his brain. He knows the position he's in, he knows he's at her mercy here even if she'd been the one to ask him to tell her what to do. ]
Harder, please.
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Date: 11/19/15 06:28 am (UTC)For now, though, LB continues to steadily grind on Henry's cock, sighing out pleasurably as she waited for his response. She glances down at him, swerving her hips in the moderate pace even as he strains out his reply. It was actually a little impressive, really, that even in his position he still used his manners in his request – she had nothing left at all to tease him with, but with how the heat was building up within herself, she was more than okay with that.]
S-since you, ah... asked nicely...
[She leans forward again, trailing her hands down his restrained arms, bringing her chest closer to his face as she angled her hips to allow him more access to be able to drive his length deeper within her. It's not long before she hastens her pace, driving her hips harder against his, her pants becoming more desperate as the thrusts became deeper.]
Fuck...
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Date: 11/22/15 04:59 am (UTC)The shift of her body leaning closer to his is maddening. There's so much he wants to touch, grasp, and fist hard in his hands- her body is supple, soft, and he can practically taste it. He lets out a low moan as her body tightens a bit with the change. His hips move, automatically sensing the room that her shifting has offered him, quickly meeting her pace with enthusiastic thrusts of his hips. His wrists are sore, arms as well, with the tie starting to choke off the blood supply to his hands. The numbing sensation that starts to prickle at his fingertips has him clenching and releasing them.
He grunts, huffing between the low sounds he emits from the effort. As LB's body takes him in deeper with each pointed strike of his hips, all he can think about is how badly he wants to continue feeling her body around him as he comes. The more he thinks about it, the tighter the metaphorical coil in his gut grows. ]
N-Nghhh, shit– all of you, I... it's so damn- [ He cuts off with a sharp hitch of his breath, his thoughts blanking for a moment as his incline towards his climax nearly reaches its peak. Each rhythmic slap of skin, each groan, sigh, and curse whispered under their breath has him unable to hold on for much longer. ]
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Date: 11/22/15 07:47 am (UTC)Perhaps if she weren't in the midst of fucking him, the pleasure building her mind into more and more of a haze, she'd be far more perceptive of the soreness rising through his arms to his fingertips, but it's all an oversight right now. Concentrating more on thrusting roughly against his erection, partly to fulfill his own requests, but to get her closer to her own climax.
Her hands first travel up to his wrists, unwittingly pressing onto them harder as she bucked against Henry at a more wild pace. Eventually, though, she found that unsatisfactory, instead gripping her hands at the rungs of her bed post, panting as took in each eager stroke of Henry's dick inside of her.]
I know. [She really didn't actually compute any of what Henry was saying, so it's more of an automatic response, as she was more focused on the sounds the creaking of her mattress was making underneath them. With her own climax coming soon, her skin flushes as her moans became more desperate, straining her next few words.]
Do it. Ugh, come into me.
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Date: 11/24/15 04:35 am (UTC)Fortunately, Henry doesn't mind the ache in his arms. It only heightens the experience, like how salt enhances the taste of sweet treats. The tight pressure of silk against his wrist when she presses on them briefly gets a harsh exhale, leaning his head back against the bed as the core of his entire being tightens again. Her hand moves, adjusting her position and the movement completely seems to shift. Such a small change and that has him groaning out loud, though the attempt to muffle it with bites of his lips are there.
The wild rocking of their bodies punctuated by the protests of bedframe and mattress is also a sound he focuses on, and all he hears is "do it"- it's firm enough of a command to making him submit, and enticing an action to just indulge in it yet again. She's hot and wet around him, clenching here and there just at the right damn time that it makes him lose his control completely. Not that he needed to hold back, but it's just an automatic response whenever he comes close to climaxing, and in turn it sometimes makes the release that much more powerful. ]
Fuck- [ He mutters out a string of expletives before shuddering out an exhausted and relieved moan, teeth clenching suddenly as if in embarrassment, but soon giving up as his hips thrust up for the last time. He falls flat, but his hips seem to buck on their own whether Henry wants them to or not, and his gasps come out an octave higher from the effort. He didn't even realize how tight he'd been pulling at his tie, now thoroughly stretched and ruined, but he doesn't give a damn in this moment. ]
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Date: 11/24/15 05:22 am (UTC)However, it might have been something of a good thing that she comes first, as by the time she can feel the vibrations of Henry's climax within her, LB has enough of her senses back to be able to watch the strained expression on his face as he fills her with his seed. Her arms are still stretched above him, arousal still evident in her expression while LB looms above him, continuing to buck her hips against his until the pace seems to slow down in a satisfying lull.
Just to make sure he was done, LB lowers her arms to his chest, swerving herself against him in a couple smoother motions until stopping entirely. Her chin lowers as the exhaustion begins to overtake her; she wants to lie on top of him, but LB knows that she should probably untie him first.
However, before she reaches up for the tie, she has to take a few moments to catch her breath. During that lull, her eyes crane to Henry's, a tired laugh passing through her lips.]
God damn. [She huffs it out in a somewhat humored way as she finally works on lazily loosening the stretched out tie. Well, at least that made her own knot a little easier to untie, she supposed.]
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