How 'Deep' Is Your Love? *ducks tomatoes*
[ OOC: Happens after 'Karaoke Night' ]
Karl: *I'm fidgety the whole ride home--after what happened with Marton and Viggo, I don't want to do anything obvious while in public--inside the club perhaps I was a bit friendly, but we were all drunk, and most of it could be attributed to simple playfulness. But as soon as we get inside the flat, I can't wait any more. I immediately kiss you hard, possessively, beginning to unbutton that silly disco jacket, work at your shirt underneath, pushing you towards the bedroom. My mouth is everywhere, suckling your neck, nipping your jaw, making a trail down your chest as we reach the bedroom.* Oh . .. . .want you . . . . take off your clothes. Lie down on the bed.
Bean: *After your obvious restraint in the cab, it is an utter relief as you immediately strip off my clothes the moment we get home, unable to do anything but surrender to your touches and your kisses as I work at the buttons on your shirt, taking off your cowboy hat and flinging it to some corner of the room.* Oh God, Karl....wanted you since you got on stage just now. *My eyes widen a bit at the commanding tone of your voice, but I am in the mood to be submissive tonight, taking off the rest of my silly flares and lying down on the bed, propping myself up on one elbow and just drinking in the sight of your body, already knowing what you look like undressed, licking my lips* Coming to bed with me?
Karl: *I grin darkly, removing the rest of my clothing a little more leisurely now, eyes traveling over your nakedness, enjoying it.* Oh yes. Now let's see. Anything special you've been wanting me to do to you? Speak now, or else I'll start making the decisions. *Pulling my bag to where I can reach inside from the bed, then climbing onto you to lay full length on you, let our cocks rub together. I dip down to kiss you slowly and deeply, rumbling in my chest, my fingers clenching on the mattress on either side of you.* Love you. Want to fuck you so bad . . . . your voice. Your voice was driving me loony tonight, up there on stage. *Nipping at your throat.*
Bean: *I arch my neck up towards your mouth, needing to feel more of your kisses and nips as I writhe under you, settling us in such a position that you're nestled between my legs nicely, our erections sliding against each other with every movement we make.* Nothing special, luv. I feel like just putting meself completely in your hands tonight. I think it's a side of me that got awakened ever since I wore that collar. *Laughing, I rung my hands through your dark hair, pressing a kiss to it* And I'm glad you like the song, luv. I've been meaning to sing that to you someday. Glad to see my voice put you in this mood....should sing more often, I reckon.
Karl: *I grin, then give you a proper kiss, deep, tasting you, the drink; an intoxicating mix.* All right then. Scarves or cuffs? And would you like to be blindfolded or see? *I slip down your body, mouth planting kisses down your throat, over your shoulders, your collar bone, your chest, my tongue finding its way to one nipple to suck until it pebbles, rolling it around, scraping it with my teeth. I pinch the other one hard, watching your reaction.* Spread your legs wider for me, luv. As wide as you comfortably can.
Bean: *At your instruction, I moan a little, shifting my legs and parting them even more for you, sighing in pleasure as you lick at my nipples* God. I don't know, luv. I want it a bit rough today. *I think it over for a while* I think I'll go for cuffs this time. And it would be interesting to be blindfolded so I can't see what vicious things you're going to be doing to me body. *I grin down at you, caressing your shoulders as I rub my foot against your calf, just pleased to be lie under you, skin to skin*
Karl: *I smile, pleased, and reach into the bag first for a black silk mask, which I then tie over you, making sure it is snug but comfortable, kissing around the mask, over the side of your face, around your ear--and wrapping my fist around your cock to pull up once, sharply, making sure you are good and hard. Next I take each wrist, and a little roughly, I bind them, shoving them up over your head, attaching them to the frame. I scrape my short nails down your arms, digging in, then proceed to lick your chest again, using my thumbs over your nipples in little circles. I bite your side, where you will perhaps not expect me. Then I get off you to get more things from the bag, leaving you there waiting for me, keeping silent for the moment.*
Bean: *I wonder why I feel a little nervous when you blindfold me, knowing that I'm safe in your arms. Maybe it's just the feeling of being helpless and unable to see, but I have to admit it feels rather exciting, especially when you start kissing around the mask and on the side of my face, able to concentrate only on the wet feel of your lips and the sound of your breathing and oh God, your smell....I can just get hard from that alone, moaning a little as I shift under you, feeling you pin my wrists up to cuff them to the bed frame. I wince slightly as you scratch down my arms, feeling a little thrill at the slight pain as I wriggle impatiently under you, laughing a bit when you bite my side unexpectedly, wondering where you will strike next, getting more relaxed in the ensuing silence*
Karl: *I bring out something you should remember, though I haven't made you wear it since my birthday. Trailing the studded leather over your stomach, I make a little pattern down to your cock., then wrap the cock ring around your cock and balls, stroking you as I slowly fasten it tight to you.* You remember that? You might just need it. I'll fuck you hard into the mattress, but first I want to play with you a little. I want to hear what other songs you and your sexy voice can produce. *I bring out another item--the flail I'd used once before on you. To let you know what I'm planning, I trail its leather strands over your chest, up and down your thighs, and over your rigid cock, smiling. * What do you think about this so far, Sean?
Bean: *I perk up when I feel the leather sliding around my cock, realising what it is and laughing* Karl, you kinky bastard. I can't believe you brought this to Canada. *I shift under your touch again, my cock getting used to the tightness of the cock ring.* If you keep this up, I'll be singing you plenty of different tunes tonight, luv. *I shiver as you trail what feels like strands of cool...leather over my skin, my toes curling up when you trail it over my cock* God, what is that? Is that...*I laugh suddenly, feeling even more turned on when I realise what it is* Is that what I think it is, Urban?
Karl: *I smile, not answering you--except with a quick swipe across your thighs. Hmm. I inspect the little streaks of red that appear, and your reaction, reaching out a hand to slowly stroke your cock again. I bring out some lube and coat my thumb, then push it in a little, slowly fucking you with it, just gently.* Sean. *A low voice, full of admiration.* Knees to your chest. *I pull my thumb out, still watching you, ignoring my own body urgently telling me to get up there on the bed and start fucking you.*
Bean: *I wince as I feel a sharp sting across my thighs -- yes, I was right, it was the leather flail. But the slight pain is accompanied with a slight thrill as well, especially when I try to visualise myself lying in front of you, at your mercy, and the dominant look in your eyes as you lash the flail at me, marking me as yours...I shiver as I adjust my arms into a more comfortable position, which is saying a lot since my wrists are cuffed up. It feels even better when your thumb stroking in and out of me, and I obediently pull my knees up to my chest, waiting to see what you would do as my breathing gets heavier in anticipation*
Karl: *I grin as you obey, stroking your thighs now with the flat of my hand as a reward, leaning in to lick a trail up the inside of your thigh to one of your balls, sucking it gently into my mouth, twirling my tongue around it, then repeating this action on the other leg, only this time lapping at your balls with little licks, the licking up your cock, tasting the precum at the top . . . then sitting back. And with the flail, two sharp swipes, one across the back of each thigh, the strands flicking out to just graze your cock and balls too. I go back to stroking you, soothing you.* Sean . . . How comfortable are you with the idea . . . of a vibrator?
Bean: *If I weren't blindfolded, my eyes would have definitely widened at the sound of that request. I contemplate the idea for a while...it sounds a bit frightening, but so far, everything else you've shown me since we've gotten together has proven to be a lot more interesting than it looks, and I end up nodding rather enthusiastically, trusting myself entirely in your hands, moaning a little as you continue to stroke me* I'll say it once and I'll say it again....you're daft, Karl. But it sounds like something I am willing to try, so bring it on. *I grin in the general direction of where your voice is, running my tongue over my lips*
Karl: *I chuckle deep in my chest.* Well I could have told you I was daft from the day we met. But if you like to try . . . . it can be a little intense, so I'll keep it on a low setting. Just tell me if it's too much. *with that, I bring out the vibrator, dildo-shaped but small to averaged sized, and with a turn base. I lube it up, then very gently start working it into your arse with it still turned off, one hand moving back to continue stroking you as I work it deep enough that it should hit your prostrate. Then I switch it on, to the lowest setting, and nip your knee.* Good with it so far, luv? *Want to take you; want to pound into you. But patience . . it'll be so much better this way, I remind myself.*
Bean: *I still myself, waiting patiently until you finish inserting the vibrator deep inside me, and when you switch it on, it feels like a thousand colours are flooding my blindfolded eyes as I try to yank my wrists away from the headboard, groaning as they get yanked back. Fuck. The feeling of that...thing vibrating against my prostate is too much and by default I moan your name, twisting as it sends more waves of pleasure up my body, still panting your name* Karl....fuck...feels so good...wish it were you in me. *The feeling of being sightless heightens my other senses even more, smelling the lube and the leather and hearing the low buzz of the vibrator, as well as the sound of your breathing.*
Karl: *I let out a small moan--I'd planned more, but you're so sensitive, pushed this far so easily, I don't think I can do it, and just the sight of you thrashing and panting has me perilously close to coming. I breathe harder, climbing back onto the bed, dragging my fingers up your thighs, up your stomach and over your chest, up your arms, and lean down to cover you with my bare body, tilting my head to suckle at your throat, then bite down slowly--and hard, sucking, hard enough I know it will leave a mark for a few days. I hiss hot in your ear, our hips grazing.* Do you want me to fuck you now, Sean? Or should I play with you more? What would you like, luv? Tell me. /Beg/ me. I kiss you hard, sucking on your bottom lip, biting it, then wait for the answer. All the while, I leave the vibrator buzzing in your arse.*
Bean: *I hiss softly as I feel you bite down, feeling the sting a lot more now that I'm blindfolded. And your voice in my ear, telling me to beg you....oh God, I feel like I can come from how low and sultry that voice is alone, feeling even more overwhelmed by it thanks to my temporary sightlessness. I find myself nodding enthusiastically, arms yanking on the cuffs again* Bloody 'ell, yes, Karl. I want you to hitch my knees up further and just fuck me like you've been wanting to all night at the karaoke pub. I want to feel the sensations of your cock sliding in, magnified a thousand times because I can't see it but fuck, I want to feel it and not be able to sit for days without thinking of you. *My voice is reduced to a whispered plea, shivering as the vibrator continues to buzz* Please, Karl, -please-.
Karl: *Oh God; here you are tied up and powerless, and yet you've turned the table with your voice, your words. I groan at the sound of them, the words, and I couldn't wait more now if I tried; I switch off the vibrator and pull it out, put just a dab of lube on my cock, and plunge in--you're already stretched out from the dildo, so I can sink in deep, hard, making sure the angle is right to bump right against your prostrate. I immediately do as you request; start fucking you hard, pushing up your legs, slamming into you so that my balls slap your arse, my breath hitching in my throat, sobbing almost.* Oh god, Sean . . . god . . . . *I kiss you hard, desperately, sucking your tongue into my mouth.*
Bean: *It's strange as though we can somehow read each other's minds....just as I'm about to start whimpering for your cock in me, I feel you slide in and I would have definitely come just from that, if it weren't for the cock-ring you've strapped on me. I take a deep breath, moans mixed with breathless cries of your name as I arch back up towards your hips to meet your thrusts.* Karl....*I'm whimpering your name now, aching to feel your lips on me when you finally kiss me, flooding me with sweet relief, and it feels so good that I'm almost sobbing with pleasure, moaning into your mouth and still blinking into darkness, my wrists yanking harder and harder against the cuffs*
Karl: *I'm lost with sensation, with the sounds you're making, feeling myself get closer and closer--I feel you pulling harder on your bindings, and reach a hand down to unclasp the cock ring, removing it, then stroking you hard as I continue to pound into you, raining kisses over your mouth, your throat, your shoulders, your chest, peppering those kisses with hard little bites, almost animal. I feel myself tumbling over the edge and give a hoarse roar, spilling into you, ramming my cock deep as it will go, to the center of you as I come.*
Bean: *Even though I can't see a thing I can sense when you are about to come, and I bite back a moan as I feel you flood me, tightening my legs around you one last time. I groan with even more relief as you take off the cock ring, just thrusting up into your hand with abandon, my knees slick against your abdomen as I can feel my own orgasm getting closer and closer, and after a few more strokes of your hand I spill all over both of us, feeling the warm come splash onto my stomach and wondering if I had gotten any on you. Utterly satisfied and spent, I lie back in bed, letting my hands dangle from the cuffs, blinking in darkness* Oh, Karl. Fuck. Have I mentioned how much I fucking love you?
Karl: *I grin, reaching up to release your wrists, pull off the blindfold, pushing all the stuff off the bed to have just you lying beneath me, sweat cooling off both our bodies, limbs tangled together.* Yeah, you have. I loved your song tonight. And I love you. *I look into your eyes, the irises pinpricks as you get used to the light again, enjoying the magical sparkle in the green depths, the emotions. I lean down to now very gently kiss you, soothing any spots of my former roughness, tongue flicking out to caress them. Then I pull out, moving down to lap up some of your semen, winking at your, before grabbing a towel to finish cleaning us both off. I curl up next to you after, arm heavy across your chest, lips against your throat.* Mmmm. Maybe you can tie me up next time. Love you. Good night, Sean.
Bean: *This always gets me....the tenderness after a very rough bout of sex, and I wouldn't have it any other way. After the blindfold, I realised I missed looking into your eyes during sex, and I brush the hair away from your face, looking at you in wonder* I'm so in love with you that I don't know how I ever managed without you before. *I grin slightly* And I'm glad you like the song, although you didn't seem to like the outfit, since you were so quick to strip it off. *I wait for you to finish cleaning us off and climb into bed as I wrap my arms tightly around you as well, murmuring at the feel on your lips on my throat as I stroke your hair* Sounds good. And night, Karl luv. Love you too. Sleep well, love. *I yawn before drifting off into sleep*
Karl: *I'm fidgety the whole ride home--after what happened with Marton and Viggo, I don't want to do anything obvious while in public--inside the club perhaps I was a bit friendly, but we were all drunk, and most of it could be attributed to simple playfulness. But as soon as we get inside the flat, I can't wait any more. I immediately kiss you hard, possessively, beginning to unbutton that silly disco jacket, work at your shirt underneath, pushing you towards the bedroom. My mouth is everywhere, suckling your neck, nipping your jaw, making a trail down your chest as we reach the bedroom.* Oh . .. . .want you . . . . take off your clothes. Lie down on the bed.
Bean: *After your obvious restraint in the cab, it is an utter relief as you immediately strip off my clothes the moment we get home, unable to do anything but surrender to your touches and your kisses as I work at the buttons on your shirt, taking off your cowboy hat and flinging it to some corner of the room.* Oh God, Karl....wanted you since you got on stage just now. *My eyes widen a bit at the commanding tone of your voice, but I am in the mood to be submissive tonight, taking off the rest of my silly flares and lying down on the bed, propping myself up on one elbow and just drinking in the sight of your body, already knowing what you look like undressed, licking my lips* Coming to bed with me?
Karl: *I grin darkly, removing the rest of my clothing a little more leisurely now, eyes traveling over your nakedness, enjoying it.* Oh yes. Now let's see. Anything special you've been wanting me to do to you? Speak now, or else I'll start making the decisions. *Pulling my bag to where I can reach inside from the bed, then climbing onto you to lay full length on you, let our cocks rub together. I dip down to kiss you slowly and deeply, rumbling in my chest, my fingers clenching on the mattress on either side of you.* Love you. Want to fuck you so bad . . . . your voice. Your voice was driving me loony tonight, up there on stage. *Nipping at your throat.*
Bean: *I arch my neck up towards your mouth, needing to feel more of your kisses and nips as I writhe under you, settling us in such a position that you're nestled between my legs nicely, our erections sliding against each other with every movement we make.* Nothing special, luv. I feel like just putting meself completely in your hands tonight. I think it's a side of me that got awakened ever since I wore that collar. *Laughing, I rung my hands through your dark hair, pressing a kiss to it* And I'm glad you like the song, luv. I've been meaning to sing that to you someday. Glad to see my voice put you in this mood....should sing more often, I reckon.
Karl: *I grin, then give you a proper kiss, deep, tasting you, the drink; an intoxicating mix.* All right then. Scarves or cuffs? And would you like to be blindfolded or see? *I slip down your body, mouth planting kisses down your throat, over your shoulders, your collar bone, your chest, my tongue finding its way to one nipple to suck until it pebbles, rolling it around, scraping it with my teeth. I pinch the other one hard, watching your reaction.* Spread your legs wider for me, luv. As wide as you comfortably can.
Bean: *At your instruction, I moan a little, shifting my legs and parting them even more for you, sighing in pleasure as you lick at my nipples* God. I don't know, luv. I want it a bit rough today. *I think it over for a while* I think I'll go for cuffs this time. And it would be interesting to be blindfolded so I can't see what vicious things you're going to be doing to me body. *I grin down at you, caressing your shoulders as I rub my foot against your calf, just pleased to be lie under you, skin to skin*
Karl: *I smile, pleased, and reach into the bag first for a black silk mask, which I then tie over you, making sure it is snug but comfortable, kissing around the mask, over the side of your face, around your ear--and wrapping my fist around your cock to pull up once, sharply, making sure you are good and hard. Next I take each wrist, and a little roughly, I bind them, shoving them up over your head, attaching them to the frame. I scrape my short nails down your arms, digging in, then proceed to lick your chest again, using my thumbs over your nipples in little circles. I bite your side, where you will perhaps not expect me. Then I get off you to get more things from the bag, leaving you there waiting for me, keeping silent for the moment.*
Bean: *I wonder why I feel a little nervous when you blindfold me, knowing that I'm safe in your arms. Maybe it's just the feeling of being helpless and unable to see, but I have to admit it feels rather exciting, especially when you start kissing around the mask and on the side of my face, able to concentrate only on the wet feel of your lips and the sound of your breathing and oh God, your smell....I can just get hard from that alone, moaning a little as I shift under you, feeling you pin my wrists up to cuff them to the bed frame. I wince slightly as you scratch down my arms, feeling a little thrill at the slight pain as I wriggle impatiently under you, laughing a bit when you bite my side unexpectedly, wondering where you will strike next, getting more relaxed in the ensuing silence*
Karl: *I bring out something you should remember, though I haven't made you wear it since my birthday. Trailing the studded leather over your stomach, I make a little pattern down to your cock., then wrap the cock ring around your cock and balls, stroking you as I slowly fasten it tight to you.* You remember that? You might just need it. I'll fuck you hard into the mattress, but first I want to play with you a little. I want to hear what other songs you and your sexy voice can produce. *I bring out another item--the flail I'd used once before on you. To let you know what I'm planning, I trail its leather strands over your chest, up and down your thighs, and over your rigid cock, smiling. * What do you think about this so far, Sean?
Bean: *I perk up when I feel the leather sliding around my cock, realising what it is and laughing* Karl, you kinky bastard. I can't believe you brought this to Canada. *I shift under your touch again, my cock getting used to the tightness of the cock ring.* If you keep this up, I'll be singing you plenty of different tunes tonight, luv. *I shiver as you trail what feels like strands of cool...leather over my skin, my toes curling up when you trail it over my cock* God, what is that? Is that...*I laugh suddenly, feeling even more turned on when I realise what it is* Is that what I think it is, Urban?
Karl: *I smile, not answering you--except with a quick swipe across your thighs. Hmm. I inspect the little streaks of red that appear, and your reaction, reaching out a hand to slowly stroke your cock again. I bring out some lube and coat my thumb, then push it in a little, slowly fucking you with it, just gently.* Sean. *A low voice, full of admiration.* Knees to your chest. *I pull my thumb out, still watching you, ignoring my own body urgently telling me to get up there on the bed and start fucking you.*
Bean: *I wince as I feel a sharp sting across my thighs -- yes, I was right, it was the leather flail. But the slight pain is accompanied with a slight thrill as well, especially when I try to visualise myself lying in front of you, at your mercy, and the dominant look in your eyes as you lash the flail at me, marking me as yours...I shiver as I adjust my arms into a more comfortable position, which is saying a lot since my wrists are cuffed up. It feels even better when your thumb stroking in and out of me, and I obediently pull my knees up to my chest, waiting to see what you would do as my breathing gets heavier in anticipation*
Karl: *I grin as you obey, stroking your thighs now with the flat of my hand as a reward, leaning in to lick a trail up the inside of your thigh to one of your balls, sucking it gently into my mouth, twirling my tongue around it, then repeating this action on the other leg, only this time lapping at your balls with little licks, the licking up your cock, tasting the precum at the top . . . then sitting back. And with the flail, two sharp swipes, one across the back of each thigh, the strands flicking out to just graze your cock and balls too. I go back to stroking you, soothing you.* Sean . . . How comfortable are you with the idea . . . of a vibrator?
Bean: *If I weren't blindfolded, my eyes would have definitely widened at the sound of that request. I contemplate the idea for a while...it sounds a bit frightening, but so far, everything else you've shown me since we've gotten together has proven to be a lot more interesting than it looks, and I end up nodding rather enthusiastically, trusting myself entirely in your hands, moaning a little as you continue to stroke me* I'll say it once and I'll say it again....you're daft, Karl. But it sounds like something I am willing to try, so bring it on. *I grin in the general direction of where your voice is, running my tongue over my lips*
Karl: *I chuckle deep in my chest.* Well I could have told you I was daft from the day we met. But if you like to try . . . . it can be a little intense, so I'll keep it on a low setting. Just tell me if it's too much. *with that, I bring out the vibrator, dildo-shaped but small to averaged sized, and with a turn base. I lube it up, then very gently start working it into your arse with it still turned off, one hand moving back to continue stroking you as I work it deep enough that it should hit your prostrate. Then I switch it on, to the lowest setting, and nip your knee.* Good with it so far, luv? *Want to take you; want to pound into you. But patience . . it'll be so much better this way, I remind myself.*
Bean: *I still myself, waiting patiently until you finish inserting the vibrator deep inside me, and when you switch it on, it feels like a thousand colours are flooding my blindfolded eyes as I try to yank my wrists away from the headboard, groaning as they get yanked back. Fuck. The feeling of that...thing vibrating against my prostate is too much and by default I moan your name, twisting as it sends more waves of pleasure up my body, still panting your name* Karl....fuck...feels so good...wish it were you in me. *The feeling of being sightless heightens my other senses even more, smelling the lube and the leather and hearing the low buzz of the vibrator, as well as the sound of your breathing.*
Karl: *I let out a small moan--I'd planned more, but you're so sensitive, pushed this far so easily, I don't think I can do it, and just the sight of you thrashing and panting has me perilously close to coming. I breathe harder, climbing back onto the bed, dragging my fingers up your thighs, up your stomach and over your chest, up your arms, and lean down to cover you with my bare body, tilting my head to suckle at your throat, then bite down slowly--and hard, sucking, hard enough I know it will leave a mark for a few days. I hiss hot in your ear, our hips grazing.* Do you want me to fuck you now, Sean? Or should I play with you more? What would you like, luv? Tell me. /Beg/ me. I kiss you hard, sucking on your bottom lip, biting it, then wait for the answer. All the while, I leave the vibrator buzzing in your arse.*
Bean: *I hiss softly as I feel you bite down, feeling the sting a lot more now that I'm blindfolded. And your voice in my ear, telling me to beg you....oh God, I feel like I can come from how low and sultry that voice is alone, feeling even more overwhelmed by it thanks to my temporary sightlessness. I find myself nodding enthusiastically, arms yanking on the cuffs again* Bloody 'ell, yes, Karl. I want you to hitch my knees up further and just fuck me like you've been wanting to all night at the karaoke pub. I want to feel the sensations of your cock sliding in, magnified a thousand times because I can't see it but fuck, I want to feel it and not be able to sit for days without thinking of you. *My voice is reduced to a whispered plea, shivering as the vibrator continues to buzz* Please, Karl, -please-.
Karl: *Oh God; here you are tied up and powerless, and yet you've turned the table with your voice, your words. I groan at the sound of them, the words, and I couldn't wait more now if I tried; I switch off the vibrator and pull it out, put just a dab of lube on my cock, and plunge in--you're already stretched out from the dildo, so I can sink in deep, hard, making sure the angle is right to bump right against your prostrate. I immediately do as you request; start fucking you hard, pushing up your legs, slamming into you so that my balls slap your arse, my breath hitching in my throat, sobbing almost.* Oh god, Sean . . . god . . . . *I kiss you hard, desperately, sucking your tongue into my mouth.*
Bean: *It's strange as though we can somehow read each other's minds....just as I'm about to start whimpering for your cock in me, I feel you slide in and I would have definitely come just from that, if it weren't for the cock-ring you've strapped on me. I take a deep breath, moans mixed with breathless cries of your name as I arch back up towards your hips to meet your thrusts.* Karl....*I'm whimpering your name now, aching to feel your lips on me when you finally kiss me, flooding me with sweet relief, and it feels so good that I'm almost sobbing with pleasure, moaning into your mouth and still blinking into darkness, my wrists yanking harder and harder against the cuffs*
Karl: *I'm lost with sensation, with the sounds you're making, feeling myself get closer and closer--I feel you pulling harder on your bindings, and reach a hand down to unclasp the cock ring, removing it, then stroking you hard as I continue to pound into you, raining kisses over your mouth, your throat, your shoulders, your chest, peppering those kisses with hard little bites, almost animal. I feel myself tumbling over the edge and give a hoarse roar, spilling into you, ramming my cock deep as it will go, to the center of you as I come.*
Bean: *Even though I can't see a thing I can sense when you are about to come, and I bite back a moan as I feel you flood me, tightening my legs around you one last time. I groan with even more relief as you take off the cock ring, just thrusting up into your hand with abandon, my knees slick against your abdomen as I can feel my own orgasm getting closer and closer, and after a few more strokes of your hand I spill all over both of us, feeling the warm come splash onto my stomach and wondering if I had gotten any on you. Utterly satisfied and spent, I lie back in bed, letting my hands dangle from the cuffs, blinking in darkness* Oh, Karl. Fuck. Have I mentioned how much I fucking love you?
Karl: *I grin, reaching up to release your wrists, pull off the blindfold, pushing all the stuff off the bed to have just you lying beneath me, sweat cooling off both our bodies, limbs tangled together.* Yeah, you have. I loved your song tonight. And I love you. *I look into your eyes, the irises pinpricks as you get used to the light again, enjoying the magical sparkle in the green depths, the emotions. I lean down to now very gently kiss you, soothing any spots of my former roughness, tongue flicking out to caress them. Then I pull out, moving down to lap up some of your semen, winking at your, before grabbing a towel to finish cleaning us both off. I curl up next to you after, arm heavy across your chest, lips against your throat.* Mmmm. Maybe you can tie me up next time. Love you. Good night, Sean.
Bean: *This always gets me....the tenderness after a very rough bout of sex, and I wouldn't have it any other way. After the blindfold, I realised I missed looking into your eyes during sex, and I brush the hair away from your face, looking at you in wonder* I'm so in love with you that I don't know how I ever managed without you before. *I grin slightly* And I'm glad you like the song, although you didn't seem to like the outfit, since you were so quick to strip it off. *I wait for you to finish cleaning us off and climb into bed as I wrap my arms tightly around you as well, murmuring at the feel on your lips on my throat as I stroke your hair* Sounds good. And night, Karl luv. Love you too. Sleep well, love. *I yawn before drifting off into sleep*