Romance Fan Fiction ❯ Sleepy Love ❯ Sleepy Love ( One-Shot )

Her hands tied behind her, held tightly above her head attached with silken lines to the wooden frame of the bed that lay beneath her. Lengths of skin touching itself as a smooth leg ran down her own, a silent gesture that stole her breath and made her back arch. A pillow was pressed down as her head leaned back, her mouth open with a voiceless gasp as fingertips trailed down her warm, inviting skin.

 

His lips were searing, no matter how hot she had felt like before, his tongue seeming to burn the soft layer of flesh that was presented before him. Hips pressed down upon hers, a teasing touch that left her mouth dry and her mind swimming with what more she wanted. Her eyes looked up at him and he realized the look within them as she turned her head away, exposing her neck and allowing him access, also showing him the trust she gave him with such a delicate area.

 

She let out a soft sigh as his lips caressed her skin, soft pecks of emotion flowing from neck to shoulder. It was when she felt the first tease of his teeth that she began to feel a stronger desire rise, and it was stronger than she could remember feeling in a very, very long time. Her head titled more, giving him as much room as she could manage with her wrists bound, her hair getting tossed to the side in a swift motion.

 

He didn't bother to waste any time with moving the last few strands, or brushing aside the blanket edge that had crept to try and hide her. His mouth descended on her neck and closed, teeth drawing inward to collapse upon her flesh like a beast that had found its last meal. Her hips moved up towards his, brushing almost harshly with the need that flooded through her. A soft moan escaped her lips as his hips ground down onto hers, still refusing however to enter her.

 

“Please… please….” Her voice was soft and broken, words turning to a mere gasp as he bit her again, causing another grind as her body tightened.

 

He was soft again, teasing with only lips as he kissed her neck and jaw, teasing more so when he chose not to kiss her but cover the skin near her mouth with fluttering kisses.

 

“Please…” She was begging now and he knew he had teased her enough. His hips pressed farther against hers and he began to work in her, her body pressing desperately against his for she needed him in now. She didn't want to wait. She didn't want him to be gentle. She wanted him completely sheathed within her, she needed to feel him inside her and the lack of it made her feel like she was drowning. He was so close to giving her what she wanted but she needed it sooner, she needed him faster, faster… Oh gods she needed him deeper.

 

Her hands struggled at the binding rope that held them above her. Her hands needed to touch his skin, needed to pull him in deeper.

 

His eyes traveled up the line of her body, mentally caressing every inch of soft, loving skin that he saw rising from the line of her hips from where they were connected. Her breasts were full and ripe as always, their tip hardened from her own arousal. The span of skin on her neck had always intrigued him, always made him want to explore and hear the sounds that she made only for him. He bit down again, this time being rewarded with a soft whine from somewhere within her, her body pressing up against him, trying its best to force him deeper within. His teeth found the side of her neck towards the base, near where the joint of shoulder grew upwards, and bit again into the flesh, causing a gasp to come out of her mouth, her eyes shutting in sheer pleasure as his hips finally came down to meet with hers.

 

Both were striving towards alike goals, hips pressing and grinding into each other as her wrists no longer fought the bindings. He found a slower pace that fit into the pattern and thrust into her willing body with a soft push, a few seconds later repeating the movement.

 

“Please…I need you faster…” her voice was merely a whine now, her body telling her exactly what she needed to feel. His pace quickened as did their breathing, both struggling to remember how to breathe. Another soft moan was drawn from her lips, her mouth opening as her head fell back, back arching up against him and grinding her hips almost painfully against him.

 

“Faster…” Her eyes met his and they had turned to an almost liquid green, tears held in the corners as emotion threatened to spill over the edge. A pleading expression was held within them and he knew what he needed to do to please her. He doubled his pace and brought her with an almost speak-able scream, her walls tightening around him and pulling him further into abandon as his pace quickened yet again, moments later bringing her a second time.

 

He had reached his limit and he knew it, but still all effort was put into making it last longer, making her come for him a third time. His pace was beginning to become murderous, his hips striking hers with such force that the sound of skin on skin could be heard throughout the room.

 

A sudden wave struck them both and her body surged against his, clenching down tightly and making him spill himself within her warm depths.

 

They stayed like that for moments, bodies curled tightly together, her legs having found their way around his waist. His head rested upon her chest as he lay completely empty within her, body still basking in the warmth that she offered.

 

She nudged him softly, gently kissing his forehead before nuzzling her cheek against his. “Undo my hands?” Now her voice was a soft whisper, a more than tired but overly happy tone to it.

 

He did as was asked and she cuddled against him, wrapping her nude body to his and closing herself within a safe and warm circle that he offered to her as comfort and support.

 

She yawned before she could help it, eyes fluttering shut and body falling back onto the pillow and blankets beneath her.