"Valdis?" he calls on his way up the stairs, "You want first shower or should I?"
No answer? Well, not with words. He spots the card and is smiling even before he opens it. And now he's really, really smiling.
"Guess that answers my question," he giggles to himself as he starts stripping to make a bee-line for the shower.
Once he's scrubbed down and toweled off, he goes to fetch the good wine he's been saving for them, along with two glasses. He sips on that while he waits (in his birthday suit) on the bed for her to return. Giddy excitement bubbles inside him until he can't help but fidget and squirm in anticipation of her return. It won't matter what the present is, he can't wait to unwrap it with her.
It’s about an hour before Anani finally leaves his vigil at Max’s side, slipping away as only a cat can, very nearly without notice. Valdis appears just as quietly, dressed in victorian lingerie with a little high low skirt, her long hair loose around her shoulders.
It's especially easy for his furry bed companion to sneak off since Max is lightly dozing, curled up loosely on top of the covers napping off the wine. He stirs to the sound of her sweet voice, and when he opens his eyes he can hardly believe the angelic vision before him.
"V-ah.hh..." he starts to say her name but the word becomes a thready gasp of lust. His gaze flits from the claps on the front to the fabric holding in her bust to the skirt where it falls short on her gorgeous legs. He wants to reach for her hair, tousel her loose locks, and watch them cascade over her lovely shoulders. He wants to kiss her until his lips go numb. He wants to worship her on his knees for hours.
Where words fail, his body speaks the truth loud and clear. He's already twitching for her, fully awake and burning with a need so hot he could light the house on fire.
She always loves how he looks at her every time he sees her, filled with pure love and affection, but it’s the moments like this, when his heart races and that more primal desire clouds his senses that thrill her. He always acts as if it’s the first time, like he could never grow bored of her, like she’s the only thing he sees and wants.
“Stay…and no touching until I tell you you can.”
She gives him a sly smile and slowly saunters over to the bed to join him, expecting him to listen.
The tattoo on his chest throbs with heat, in time with his loins, and it delights him because by now he's learned to recognize the effects of the magic infused within the art. It's her love he feels, and he could never grow tired of this. Never ever.
But, OH! Oh, he likes this game. He sits up at attention, thrumming with the effort of containing his need to reach for her. He can be a good boy. He will. So, his hands stay pointedly planted on his knees, but his eyes are glued to her, practically begging for her next command.
His tongue darts out to wet his dry lips, "Yes, my queen."
Valdis can feel his excitement spike at the command, and her own rises to match it. She winks at him, breaking the act for only a moment. Then she slips onto the bed, leaning toward him so he can get a very good look at her bust and part of what he has to look forward to when she eventually allows him to remove it.
“Lay against the pillows. On your back, arms at your sides.”
His smile softens at the wink she gives him. It makes him happy to know she's as into the game as he is.
As she slips onto the bed his fingers grip a little harder on his knees. He eyes her cleavage like a hungry wolf, no shame in his lusting for her.
Now he scrambles to do as she says, scooting down onto his back and laying his arms beside him palms up. He's looking over the swell of his chest at her, barely even letting himself blink. His erection stands proudly between them, aching for her touch and yet also aching for her to withhold it longer.
She doesn't even look at his length as he obeys her, her eyes not leaving his face. It's not really about the sex for her, though the sex is always nice. It's about the connection, and, tonight, it's about the game and making him want her more than he ever has before.
She scoots a little closer, shifting onto her hip, lifting her hand to trail her fingers up his chest, just barely touching him. Up. Down. Up again, all the way to his lips. Her thumb runs along them, then her fingers trail back down his neck, down his chest and down, down almost all the way to what she knows he wants her to touch.
His muscles quiver beneath her featherlight touch, and he whimpers deep and low in his throat. His eyes lock with hers, captivated, his whole body alight with heat from the way she looks at him and only him.
When her thumb brushes his lip, he nibbles lightly at it, then he makes sounds both pleased and frustrated at the way she retreats down, down, down--so close, so desperately close.
"Y-yes, my queen," he says breathily. "I'll be a good boy. For you."
Valdis smiles, letting her hand linger on his lower stomach and abdomen, lazily and aimlessly drawing nothing with her fingers. At his answer, in which she can both hear and feel his desire, her fingers drop lower and then rise up his length, her hand gently caressing it, up and down, watching him intently as she does so.
The muscles of his belly jump and twitch, and so does his cock, as she torments him with her lazy touches. Then, when her finger runs up the length of him at long last, his eyelids flutter shut. Her touch is what he needs and wants and yet it's not nearly enough yet.
Her soft pur draws his gaze back to hers. "I promise. I promise." His hands flex at his sides as if to call her attention to them and how strong he's been to keep them at his side still. "I'll be so good."
She appreciates the strength it takes for him to keep himself from touching her, from acting on his very intense desires. Her runs her hand along his length a few more times as she waits for his answer and when he gives it, she swings her leg over him, righting herself and her weight just in front of his cock, which touches what is very clearly her bare ass, which means there is nothing between him and the warmth of her except her commands.
"You are being so good."
His hands and forearms are now pinned to his sides by her knees and she leans over him to kiss his chest with her soft lips.
"Nnngth!" When he realizes he's feeling her bare ass he convulses with lust. Oh fuck oh fuck, she feels so good settled against him. And her weight pinning him down both excites and relaxes him. A shuddering breath eases between his shivering lips as he beholds her with eyes so dilated they look black.
"I love you..." Max whispers huskily as her soft lips caress his chest. All of him thrums with devotion for her. He's never safer than when she's got him in her arms. He can relax and give himself to her completely. "Valdis!"
The sound of her name coming from his throat and the shivering and shudders running through him make her heart race faster. To be wanted so badly by someone she loves more than anything in this world or the next thrills her in a way she hasn't felt for so long. A feeling she never thought she would feel again. She kisses up his chest, to his neck, slowly, deliberately, and she also shifts her hips back and forth against his groin, letting him feel her and yet denying him at the same time.
"Max." She whispers in reply, her tongue flicking out and dragging up his throat.
Then, just to tease him a little more, one hand reaches behind her to massage his cock a little harder than her ass can.
"Valdis he moans, tilting his chin up to give her access as more whimpers climb the back of his throat. She knows exactly how to drive him mad. His fingers convulse where they're pinned at his sides. She's taking him apart piece by little piece with each, kiss, lick, and shift of her hips.
And then she reaches back to stroke him! Pleasure explodes in his chest, and he bucks against her without meaning to, so needy he can't control himself. But he must. He must! He promised to be a good boy.
"Valdis...O-oh....fuck..." he groans again, pleadingly. She knows he's weak for her every move. He can't help it, but he's trying his best.
Her tongue drags up his chin, to his ear, and she grabs his earlobe with her teeth, tugging gently. The sudden spasm beneath her isn't unexpected, she knows she's pushing him to the edge and she wants to send him over when she finally releases him to take her in any way he wants. She can feel his need, but it's not enough, she needs to push him harder. She continues to run her hand up and down his length for a few more moments, continuing to lick and kiss his cheeks, his neck.
"How badly do you want me?" She purrs
Then she bites him right where his neck meets his shoulder, not hard enough to break the skin, but hard enough to hurt.
"Mmmm!" He wiggles even more under her as her teeth drag his earlobe. The answer goes without saying but he knows part of the game is having to actually use words when he feels like he's made of pudding with whipped cream for a brain. But fuck it's hard. (Physically and metaphorically.)
"I-I...AH! God, p-please, I need you so much I'm gonna explode!" He bursts out as she goes right for his sweet spot with her teeth. He bucks wildly, without even realizing he's doing it, "Pleeeease, harder."
He's strong and he almost dislodges her when he bucks, but her hand reaches for his, shifting her weight to release it and twine her fingers through his, her teeth now nibbling across his throat to the other side, and up to his ear.
"Soon," she purrs. "But I'm not going to be a good girl for you."
Her teeth land in that same spot on his neck and she bites him again, as hard as she can without injuring him too badly. She's certain it will bruise though, and she likes the idea of that.
Just that one word, soon, sends a delicious shiver down his spine. His fingers grip hers desperately as she nibbles her way over him, each little scape of teeth feels like it's setting off explosions behind his eyes.
"I like it when you're naughty to me," he purrs back, though it lacks the same gravitas when he's nearly breathless while doing it.
And then her teeth find their place in his flesh and he howls in agonized pleasure, all of him alight with electric tingles. "Fuckfuckfuckyesssss," he hisses, tilting his chin away to give her more room. He can feel the bruise already blooming. He won't be able to keep himself from touching it for days. Every time he'll be thinking of this exact moment.
Downstairs, Shasta also howls, and there's a small crash, presumably one of the other three doing something naughty. Valdis laughs against the bruise, not at him, but in delight at how they've built this life together. They have a home, they have pets, jobs they love, friends. Despite the danger, they are all alive and together.
She squeezes his hand, brushing her lips against his neck and up over to his mouth, where she kisses him, gently, lovingly, softly, with all the passion of something more than just sex, because to her, this has far more meaning.
He laughs too, loud and booming. "I'm choosing to consider that applause."
If he could freeze this moment in time, he would, so he could come back to it over and over. This. This is everything he's ever wished for. This life he's built with her, with them all, is the fulfillment of his deepest desires. It all started with her.
Just when he fears he'll be overcome with emotions and start crying for joy as she kisses him so lovingly, she reminds him he's already in the middle of something very important. And he's allowed to touch now!
"Fuck, you look so sexy in this," his fingers trail over her bodice, teasing at the stays but not undoing them. "I want to run my hands up and down you, I want to wind you up just as bad as you got me."
Valdis says in answer to both statements. She smiles against his lips, shifting slightly so he can feel her against his length as he runs his hands down her bodice, his fingers lingering on the stays. She'd chosen this one for the ease of access he would have, so he could feel the excitement of revealing her, so he could tease and enjoy her body as much as she enjoys him.
"And I want the same, but also..."
She slips her hand across his chest and down under the pillow, pulling out her enforcer's cuff.
His eyes go wide when he realizes it's handcuffs she's showing him. A bolt of lust shoots down through his belly so fast his cock rocks in place against her. Suddenly, there's not a speck of saliva in his mouth. This is no small thing she is offering him. His first urge (well, after the initial reaction) is to ask her if she means it. He resists that. Of course she means it. She wouldn't offer if she didn't trust him. That is a gift more splendid than any other she could give him.
He doesn't answer in words, but he closes his hands on the cuffs as he dives into another passionate kiss, saying yes and thank you with his whole soul because words will never be enough. As soon as he does have to come up for air though, he's asking, "Should we switch places?"
His reaction is exhilarating, so much so that when he lunges into that kiss she dives down to meet him, burying her fingers in his hair and never wanting it to end. Nothing about him has ever concerned her, if there was any hesitation to give him this gift, it vanishes within that kiss and the intense desire to have him inside of her to give him the chance to be the dominant one.
When the kiss breaks and he asks his question, as respectfully as always, she giggles softly.
"Yes, and you don't have to be gentle about it."
She knows he will be still careful, that he will check in because this is new for her, because he's a good partner and he loves her...and she loves him.
The love he feels for her never changes, but a wicked little grin crawls onto his face when she tells him he doesn't have to be gentle. He'll never hurt her for real and they both know it, but now and then it's fun to use some of his own muscle. So, he puts the handcuffs in his teeth with the same energy as holding a rose in them during a tango, and grips her by the hips as he pushes up and rolls them both over together, aiming to come out straddling on top of her.
He'll guide her hands up above her head and hold her there by the wrists, telegraphing what he plans to do next, which is to put the cuffs on above her head. He considers attaching her to the bed with them but decides that might be too much. Besides, he wouldn't be able to move her around that way, and he loves the idea of that much more.
"Make sure to tell me if these get too tight," he cautions as he moves to close them on her. He means it. He doesn't want to cut off blood flow at the wrong moment. But, in the interest of keeping the roleplay mood going he adds, "Say please and I'll loosen them for you~"
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Date: 2024-12-19 09:21 pm (UTC)No answer? Well, not with words. He spots the card and is smiling even before he opens it. And now he's really, really smiling.
"Guess that answers my question," he giggles to himself as he starts stripping to make a bee-line for the shower.
Once he's scrubbed down and toweled off, he goes to fetch the good wine he's been saving for them, along with two glasses. He sips on that while he waits (in his birthday suit) on the bed for her to return. Giddy excitement bubbles inside him until he can't help but fidget and squirm in anticipation of her return. It won't matter what the present is, he can't wait to unwrap it with her.
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Date: 2024-12-20 01:38 am (UTC)“Hello, Max.”
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Date: 2024-12-20 02:06 am (UTC)"V-ah.hh..." he starts to say her name but the word becomes a thready gasp of lust. His gaze flits from the claps on the front to the fabric holding in her bust to the skirt where it falls short on her gorgeous legs. He wants to reach for her hair, tousel her loose locks, and watch them cascade over her lovely shoulders. He wants to kiss her until his lips go numb. He wants to worship her on his knees for hours.
Where words fail, his body speaks the truth loud and clear. He's already twitching for her, fully awake and burning with a need so hot he could light the house on fire.
"Hello, beautiful."
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Date: 2024-12-20 03:01 am (UTC)“Stay…and no touching until I tell you you can.”
She gives him a sly smile and slowly saunters over to the bed to join him, expecting him to listen.
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Date: 2024-12-20 03:14 am (UTC)But, OH! Oh, he likes this game. He sits up at attention, thrumming with the effort of containing his need to reach for her. He can be a good boy. He will. So, his hands stay pointedly planted on his knees, but his eyes are glued to her, practically begging for her next command.
His tongue darts out to wet his dry lips, "Yes, my queen."
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Date: 2024-12-20 03:20 am (UTC)“Lay against the pillows. On your back, arms at your sides.”
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Date: 2024-12-20 04:00 am (UTC)As she slips onto the bed his fingers grip a little harder on his knees. He eyes her cleavage like a hungry wolf, no shame in his lusting for her.
Now he scrambles to do as she says, scooting down onto his back and laying his arms beside him palms up. He's looking over the swell of his chest at her, barely even letting himself blink. His erection stands proudly between them, aching for her touch and yet also aching for her to withhold it longer.
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Date: 2024-12-20 04:12 am (UTC)She scoots a little closer, shifting onto her hip, lifting her hand to trail her fingers up his chest, just barely touching him. Up. Down. Up again, all the way to his lips. Her thumb runs along them, then her fingers trail back down his neck, down his chest and down, down almost all the way to what she knows he wants her to touch.
"Are you going to be a good boy for me?"
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Date: 2024-12-21 02:38 am (UTC)When her thumb brushes his lip, he nibbles lightly at it, then he makes sounds both pleased and frustrated at the way she retreats down, down, down--so close, so desperately close.
"Y-yes, my queen," he says breathily. "I'll be a good boy. For you."
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Date: 2024-12-21 02:46 am (UTC)"You promise?" She purrs softly.
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Date: 2024-12-21 02:56 am (UTC)Her soft pur draws his gaze back to hers. "I promise. I promise." His hands flex at his sides as if to call her attention to them and how strong he's been to keep them at his side still. "I'll be so good."
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Date: 2024-12-21 03:04 am (UTC)"You are being so good."
His hands and forearms are now pinned to his sides by her knees and she leans over him to kiss his chest with her soft lips.
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Date: 2024-12-21 03:50 am (UTC)"I love you..." Max whispers huskily as her soft lips caress his chest. All of him thrums with devotion for her. He's never safer than when she's got him in her arms. He can relax and give himself to her completely. "Valdis!"
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Date: 2024-12-21 04:00 am (UTC)"Max." She whispers in reply, her tongue flicking out and dragging up his throat.
Then, just to tease him a little more, one hand reaches behind her to massage his cock a little harder than her ass can.
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Date: 2024-12-22 10:15 pm (UTC)And then she reaches back to stroke him! Pleasure explodes in his chest, and he bucks against her without meaning to, so needy he can't control himself. But he must. He must! He promised to be a good boy.
"Valdis...O-oh....fuck..." he groans again, pleadingly. She knows he's weak for her every move. He can't help it, but he's trying his best.
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Date: 2024-12-22 10:30 pm (UTC)"How badly do you want me?" She purrs
Then she bites him right where his neck meets his shoulder, not hard enough to break the skin, but hard enough to hurt.
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Date: 2024-12-27 07:05 pm (UTC)"I-I...AH! God, p-please, I need you so much I'm gonna explode!" He bursts out as she goes right for his sweet spot with her teeth. He bucks wildly, without even realizing he's doing it, "Pleeeease, harder."
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Date: 2024-12-27 08:33 pm (UTC)"Soon," she purrs. "But I'm not going to be a good girl for you."
Her teeth land in that same spot on his neck and she bites him again, as hard as she can without injuring him too badly. She's certain it will bruise though, and she likes the idea of that.
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Date: 2024-12-31 02:26 am (UTC)"I like it when you're naughty to me," he purrs back, though it lacks the same gravitas when he's nearly breathless while doing it.
And then her teeth find their place in his flesh and he howls in agonized pleasure, all of him alight with electric tingles. "Fuckfuckfuckyesssss," he hisses, tilting his chin away to give her more room. He can feel the bruise already blooming. He won't be able to keep himself from touching it for days. Every time he'll be thinking of this exact moment.
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Date: 2025-01-04 10:41 pm (UTC)She squeezes his hand, brushing her lips against his neck and up over to his mouth, where she kisses him, gently, lovingly, softly, with all the passion of something more than just sex, because to her, this has far more meaning.
"Your turn," she whispers, kissing him again.
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Date: 2025-01-15 03:25 am (UTC)If he could freeze this moment in time, he would, so he could come back to it over and over. This. This is everything he's ever wished for. This life he's built with her, with them all, is the fulfillment of his deepest desires. It all started with her.
Just when he fears he'll be overcome with emotions and start crying for joy as she kisses him so lovingly, she reminds him he's already in the middle of something very important. And he's allowed to touch now!
"Fuck, you look so sexy in this," his fingers trail over her bodice, teasing at the stays but not undoing them. "I want to run my hands up and down you, I want to wind you up just as bad as you got me."
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Date: 2025-01-20 08:40 pm (UTC)Valdis says in answer to both statements. She smiles against his lips, shifting slightly so he can feel her against his length as he runs his hands down her bodice, his fingers lingering on the stays. She'd chosen this one for the ease of access he would have, so he could feel the excitement of revealing her, so he could tease and enjoy her body as much as she enjoys him.
"And I want the same, but also..."
She slips her hand across his chest and down under the pillow, pulling out her enforcer's cuff.
"If you want them."
Then she kisses him again.
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Date: 2025-01-21 10:33 pm (UTC)He doesn't answer in words, but he closes his hands on the cuffs as he dives into another passionate kiss, saying yes and thank you with his whole soul because words will never be enough. As soon as he does have to come up for air though, he's asking, "Should we switch places?"
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Date: 2025-01-25 05:45 pm (UTC)When the kiss breaks and he asks his question, as respectfully as always, she giggles softly.
"Yes, and you don't have to be gentle about it."
She knows he will be still careful, that he will check in because this is new for her, because he's a good partner and he loves her...and she loves him.
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Date: 2025-02-11 04:17 pm (UTC)He'll guide her hands up above her head and hold her there by the wrists, telegraphing what he plans to do next, which is to put the cuffs on above her head. He considers attaching her to the bed with them but decides that might be too much. Besides, he wouldn't be able to move her around that way, and he loves the idea of that much more.
"Make sure to tell me if these get too tight," he cautions as he moves to close them on her. He means it. He doesn't want to cut off blood flow at the wrong moment. But, in the interest of keeping the roleplay mood going he adds, "Say please and I'll loosen them for you~"
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