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“You're sure you want to?” Foolish asks again for what feels like the twelfth time as he runs the spool of navy rope through his hands in the low light of their bedroom. Tina, beautiful as always, is sitting in front of him on the bed, knees drawn up to her chest, arms wrapped around her shins as she rolls her eyes before letting out a sigh.
“I wouldn't have brought it up if I didn't want to.” She nods her head once, before reaching out and tugging the rope between his fingers. “Yeah I’m sure.”
“Okay.” He looks at her for a moment, her amber eyes blinking up at him and he leans over for a kiss, soft and lingering, her lips plush from chapstick. He can feel her smile as he pulls back and says, “Shirt off, underwear too.” His lips brushing hers as he speaks.
Foolish stands up from where he is sitting on the bed removing his own shirt as well as his sweats, making a pile on the floor, keeping his underwear on, the cool air from the ac sending a shiver down his spine. He sits back down next to Tina and helps her slide her black panties down her thighs, his fingers dragging along her smooth skin. Excitement is taking hold of him, his heart picking up pace at finally getting to do this, as he grabs the rope and gestures for her to hold her wrists out in front of her. “You'll let me know if it's too tight, right?”
“Mhm, I trust you though.” She agrees quietly, shuffling forward closer, her own excitement shown in her smile and the glint in her eyes. She does trust him, he knows this, she wouldn't be letting him do this if she didn't, but that doesn't make it any less exhilarating when she acknowledges it. He threads the rope over top and in between her wrists twice pulling it tight, only leaving enough of a gap for him to cross it over vertically to tie a knot, and looks back up from his handiwork to check in.
“That okay?” His voice has already gotten thick and he can feel himself twitch against his thigh at the contrast of the dark rope against her skin.
“It's good.” Tina replies and makes two thumbs up with her entrapped hands, making him chuckle for a moment. Moving down the bed he wraps his hands around each ankle and tugs gently, dragging her further down the bed, she makes a small noise at the sudden movement. Mimicking what he did around her wrists, he wraps the rope around her left ankle adding an extra loop before tying her down to the foot of the bed and he turns to the right to finish. Foolish made a point of picking a more silky rope, not minding the slipperiness of it in order to make it more comfortable for Tina, he still can't really believe this is happening, and is very pointedly focused on getting through this part, so he can truly enjoy it shortly. With both her legs now unable to move, he then maneuvers himself back up the bed placing arms up behind her, above her head and finally makes her rest against the pillows he has propped up for her, fastening her to the headboard, humming to himself as he does so.
“Are you humming spongebob? As you tie me down? For your fantasy sex?” Tina pauses after each question, very clearly holding back giggles as Foolish tugs on her hands to make sure she can't move.
“Uh, yeah.” He pulls back and looks at her with the utmost sincerity he can muster, amusement seeping into his tone anyway. “I had to do a loop dee loop and pull.”
Tina giggles hard enough at his silliness that she tries to cover her mouth and kick her feet but can't due to the restraints, the perfect way to truly find out if they are tight enough, her sweet laughter ringing in his ears. A soft kiss is pressed to her temple and he gets off the bed to stand at the foot of it finally taking all of her in. The image of his girlfriend stretched out and held down on the bed is being burnt into his retinas and he doesn't even want to blink in case it isn't real. Her hair is fanned out behind her, lips chewed, tits moving with each breath she takes and her pink cunt laid bare, making Foolish grip himself through his underwear, already getting hard. He can see Tina squirm under his eager gaze, embarrassment flooding her cheeks and that won't do at all.
“You are so fucking hot, Tina.” He can still see the embarrassment etched into her skin from his watchful eyes but it's now paired with a bashfulness from the compliment.
“Thank you Foosh, I think the same of you.” It's a soft reply full of admiration that he knows she feels, otherwise he wouldn't have this sensational view in front of him. Slowly he climbs back on top of the bed, knee first, one of his hands steadying him on the mattress as the other glides its way up her leg starting at where the rope meets her ankle, fingertips catching on her knee before wrapping his wide palm around the narrow line of her waist. Leaning over her, she stares up at him wide eyed, he cups her cheek, his thumb brushing over her plush lips as he licks his own and he kisses her, long and lingering.
He hears himself make a low noise as she slides her tongue along the seam of his lips and into his mouth against the edge of his own. He slides his hand down the side of her neck, thumb drawing a line down the center of her throat as it comes to rest on her collarbone and he sucks her bottom lip between his teeth, biting lightly making her moan, a high sweet noise. Having sex with Tina still hasn't gotten old, he keeps waiting for it to feel like it's a normal part of life, yet the dizzy feeling he gets every time he touches and kisses her like this is just like the first time, especially with the perfect sounds she makes egging him on. His hand on her waist moves down to her ass, the other running up and down her curves, delicately groping at her, and he drags his mouth along her cheek to where it meets her jaw and presses open mouth kisses there, with a hint of teeth and suction, the way he knows she likes.
Taking his time, he mouths his way down past her pulse and the junction of her neck and shoulder to the edge of her collarbone, leaving a trail of red marks on her pale skin with a hint of spit, and god he wishes he could leave a hickey or two sometimes. The scent of crisp apples, honey and, sweat are intoxicating him as he scrapes his teeth along her collarbone and back up along her neck again, hand wandering it's way down her chest and taking hold of her breast, thumb brushing over her perky nipple, he can feel her heartbeat pumping under his mouth and hand as she gasps and he wants to chase that sound with his mouth. It's a little sloppy how he kisses her, more tongue than anything but she tastes like the tea she was drinking earlier and he thinks he should savour it just like she did.
Pulling away he looks at her for a moment and she is already flushing pink, on her cheeks and down her neck, and his eyes catch on her nipples from where he has toyed with one of them, leaning down he licks across the other pink nub before pulling it between his lips. He can feel her trying to squirm, the restraints holding her in place as she clearly wants more, needy girl, and that's exactly what he hoped to get, the tightness in his stomach growing more taut the more she struggles to move.
“Foolish, more,” She requests and he scrapes his teeth along her nipple before dragging his mouth to the other, “Please!”
She did ask nicely, he reasons to himself and presses his thigh, right where it meets his knee, against her wet cunt, the dampness dragging along his thigh as he takes a firm hold of her hip, long fingers splayed out along her back, to help her grind down on him. She moans, high and wanting, he can see her hands twitching above them, unable to grasp onto anything other than the rope, the very reason she is struggling in the first place, and starts sucking hickeys on her tits, grinding her harder on his thigh. She's edging closer he can feel it, eyes closed tightly, the sticky patch on his leg only getting damper, her breathing getting quicker as attempts to muffle her moans by biting down on her bottom lip and she looks so fucking good he can't help but share, his lips making a light pop as stops his ministrations.
“So pretty right now.” His voice low and crackly as he compliments her, the words of encouragement doing wonders as he sucks her nipple back into his mouth and Tina cries out, her orgasm washing over her in a wave of pleasure as he keeps moving her through it, her thighs twitching where he is positioned between them. One of the best things he has going on in his life right now is the fact that he gets to be privy to how Tina looks when they have sex, how she feels and tastes, and the fact that he is the one making it happen, especially right now with her unable to help herself, it's nirvana. She is trying to catch her breath again, his own having gotten heavy, amber eyes opening to stare up at his own molasses ones.
He pulls his thigh away from her and releases the firm grip he had around her hip, making her shudder, dragging his fingers down the inside of her thigh. The room feels as though it's getting hotter, sweat starting to build at his temples, yet he can see his touch leaving goosebumps along Tina's skin. Foolish slowly grazes back up her soft pale thigh to where she is pink, glistening, and wanting, before sliding his two middle fingers between her folds. Looking up at her questioningly, pausing right where she wants him most, his eyebrow raised slightly, she nods her head in response, and as he finally slides his fingers inside she takes in a sharp breath. He wants to make sure she is having just as much fun as he is, even if it feels slightly obvious given the wet patch she has left on his thigh, and the easy glide of his fingers inside her soft walls.
“mmm warm.” He says aloud, more to himself than her, basking in the feeling of her around his fingers, sliding his thumb back and forth gently on her clit, matching the tempo of his fingers stroking inside her. He wants her to cum again and again he thinks as he pushes his own free hand down his underwear to stroke himself in tandem, it's dry but the friction is enough to take the edge off.
“Foosh, feels ah- good!” Tina chokes out, her voice high pitched and ringing sweetly in his ears. He can see her skin starting to shimmer along her neck as it becomes damp with sweat and pushes himself closer to get a taste, teeth and tongue enough to make her whimper. He feels as though he is smothering her, if he gets any closer he will be in her skin and he almost wants that. He wants to be everywhere and all she can think about, how tiny she is compared to him, the way he makes her feel and how badly she needs him.
He can feel himself getting a little too close to going over the edge, just teetering there and giving his cock one tight squeeze at the base before letting go, the precome that was leaking out the head sticks to the tips of his fingers. The fingers stretching inside her find that soft spot that makes her sing, her whole body starts to writhe and struggle against the bonds, her feet digging into the mattress behind them and he can hear her trying to muffle those sweet sweet sounds falling from her lips. Well he can help her with that he muses to himself and slides his fingers spoiled with his own excitement into her open mouth, the soft pink of her tongue wrapping around them as she takes them down to the hilt, eyes closing as she savours. She swallows the taste of them and bites down on his three longest fingers in her mouth, just before the knuckle, and he watches her face, chin resting in the valley between her breasts, unable to blink as she cums again walls contracting around the fingers inside that touch her in just the right way.
“That's it bunny,” She opens her eyes at his words, they are fuzzy and she is starting to seem frayed at the edges, “You can do another before I fuck you.”
He doesn't stop touching her, fingers and thumb still working her through the aftershocks of orgasm before reaching overstimulation, kissing her down her chest and the soft planes of her stomach, wanting to drink her in, make her run through his veins. Foolish removes his fingers from her mouth, an indent of her perfect teeth left on them, before sucking them into his own and dragging his tongue along his palm and reaching down to jerk himself off again. He sucks a hickey into the v of her hip, teeth scraping harder than normal, before he pulls back, taking a moment to stare at how wet she is, sticking to the inside of her thighs and down to her ass cheeks. Sliding his fingers out of her and into his mouth he looks up at where she is looking down at him and it's like the heavens have opened up as her needy gaze shines down on him as he revels in the taste of her wanting cunt.
He can see her open her mouth to ask for something, hesitancy making her close it before opening again, while she figures that what she wants to ask he may as well have a proper taste and he uses his fingers to separate her folds before sliding his tongue up her center before dipping inside and swallowing her down. Tina lets out a whining noise he hasn't heard from her before as his two middle fingers join his tongue and again he has to grip his large cock tighter in order to prevent himself from finishing too soon. She's trying to squirm away from him again, and he lets go himself to hold her hips down even more than the ropes are and starts sucking on her clit, the overstimulation forcing her third orgasm out of her even faster than he could have ever dreamed of, ripping through her as she goes speechless mouth agape as she holds her breath, riding his fingers and face through it as he groans into her.
“Noah,” Tina catches her breath to gasp out, “Noah, please.” Foolish can feel a humming through his veins at her pleading, and he sits up and takes his underwear off, throwing it on the floor, his cock springing up, hard and leaking.
“How you feeling baby?” He questions, his hands rubbing soothingly along the outside of her thigh and her ribcage. “Do you want the ropes untied?”
“Maybe just my ankles?” She sounds unsure of herself, and he can't have that, leaning down he kisses her softly for a moment before nodding and saying, “I can do that.”
He leans over each one and slowly undoes the knots, fingers and lips soothing over the light red marks that have been left on her skin by the navy rope. One last final kiss to her ankle and he looks up at the love of his life, pink blotches left on her pale skin, breathing still heavy as she takes her time drinking in her fill of him, her eyes catching on his cock. Swallowing thickly, he grasps her hips and shuffles her up the bed slightly before flipping her over gently, raising her hips to force her up on her knees, her face resting against the pillows hidden by her long brown tresses of hair. Using his wide palms on her ass, fingers spanning to her hips, he spreads her cheeks and licks from her clit, through her cunt, all the way up to her asshole, chasing the flavour of her wetness from where it has spread, a loud gasp escaping Tina as he slowly pumps his fingers inside her vagina before lapping over her rim.
“Fuck, please!” It's muffled into the pillows and she pulls her head up, hair dropping down to one side “Inside me, Noah!”
His brain goes mushy at the sound of Tina begging for it, something he thought he might not ever get a few months ago, fingers gripping her tighter momentarily before he comes up for air after one last lick. He pulls back, his fingers leaving her to wrap around his cock as he lines himself up and pushes himself inside, and oh fuck her tight plush walls wrapping around him like he is meant to be there. He has known for a long time now that there was never going to be anyone but Tina, but everytime he seats himself inside god it's like christmas morning as a little kid, a giddiness bubbling inside of him. He starts off slow, enjoying his time sinking into the feeling of her, rolling his hips in a steady languid rhythm, eyes watching his cock slide in and out of her.
“Harder,” Tina chokes out, “harder please!” and who is he to deny her. Leaning over her, he wraps an arm around her narrow waist, his fingers beginning to rub light circles into her clit, picking up his pace, chasing the hot tension burning through his veins and melting out of his ears. His free hand reaches up and intertwines, his fingers between her small ones, palm resting on the satin bindings that tie her to the headboard, and mouths sloppily at the nape of her neck, nose buried in her hair, encompassing her entirely in his embrace. Foolish can hear his hips smacking against her ass distantly over the sound of her gasps and moans, fucking into the way he knows she likes, he is well practiced now, even when he leaves her, here in LA, he can always the remember of how she feel as she cums, the consistent reminder tonight a blessing and a curse for his lonely nights in North Carolina.
Suddenly everything tightens, the slip of rope underneath his hands a reminder of what he is being blessed with, the air grows sharper and the hot coil of pleasure sitting in his gut bursts, bright spots of colour painting behind his closed eyes as pleasure seeps into his entire body, toes curled and fingers clenching as he reaches intense euphoria, Tina following him over the precipes, his name just barely being moaned out. He keeps thrusting until they are both spent, her insides filled up to the brim with him until the oversensitivity starts to become painful for him, and she starts flinching away from his fingers on her clit. As things start to come into focus again Foolish unties the navy ropes, the sound of blood rushing through his ears starting to fade, collapsing the bed next to Tina as he pulls out, tugging her close into his chest, her bareback pressed along his front.
“Baby, how are you feeling? Do you need anything?” He murmurs softly behind her, not wanting to overwhelm her anymore than he already has this evening, his thumb rubbing along the indentations in her skin left from the ropes, as he holds her tight. He is met with a silence only broken by her soft breaths, and he lifts his head off the pillow to get a better look at her, eyes closed in a blissful sleep. Jesus Christ, he fucked until she passed out, he scoffs in disbelief, and swallows his incredulousness, slowly pulling himself away from her to get a warm washcloth to clean them up. Stretching as he stands, muscles taut from exertion, he crouches down to grab his briefs off the floor, pulling them back up his legs and he turns to see his extraordinarily beautiful girlfriend laying naked on their bed, before making his way to the bathroom.