"mh..~" A moan escapes her, her hands tied together up above her head while being thrusted into- over and over again while she squirms and whines.
"s-mmh.. slow d..own..~" She groans as he starts to speed up some, his hands pulling her body back to him on each harsh thrust.
"No..- ha.. do what I say..-" His hands are all over her like she's made for him, begging for him to stop.
" ahh.. i-i'm cu-m-mming.."
her legs tremble with a loud wail. He keeps her legs wide open while thrusting into her like a machine
"C'mon babe.." He'd thrust at different paces just to tease her, her hands pulled on the rope tied to the bed frame which lead to the frame nearly breaking.
"p-please..~ ah..!~" She starts to pant harder than when he started, feeling the rush of hot stickiness make its way down and slip out, gasping, causing her legs to twitch and force themselves shut.
He pulled himself out and looked down at the mess. "Ah, you're such an easy tease.." He softly chuckled and wiped some of the residue off with a nearby towel then licking the rest off of of her.
A few loud moans also slipped out. He'd kiss her inner thighs and rub them after he'd unleashed his other half to her.
He'd start untying her harshly tied up hands, throwing her over his shoulder like she just weighed nothing. "That's my girl," he proceeded to say. Then walked to the bathroom with a hand on her ass.
"Hm.." He then turned on the water in the bathtub and waited patiently while she dangled over him.
While he waited, he looks to the side at the mirror big mirror and traces her long snake tattoo from her underarm all the way down to her thigh.
She were too weak to do anything really, so she stayed still while her arms dangled over his shoulder. She was a bit drained from how many rounds her and her lover did, but it was enjoyable.
He would fill the bath with bubbles and carefully step in, laying her on-top of him like he were a mattress. His long arms and veiny hands wrapped around her waist, kissing her shoulder.
"You okay?" He whispered into her ear while kissing it. managing to break the silence in the bathroom before completely turning off the water.
"mhm." She was just barely able to say anything, but did her best to respond with a manner.
"Your tattoo's sexy." He says.
"which tattoo?" She pauses for a moment before she remembered.
"oh my snake one?. Thank you."
She smiles tiredly.
"I'll try not to talk too much Scar, I really did drain the living hell out of you. I apologize."
Scar was a nick name he used for her, she loved it.
"It's okay, it was fun." She'd sounded a bit drunk at the time— since she were— with her halfway closed eyes and limited attention span tonight, so she mainly stayed silent.
"Scar,"
"mh?." She responds, her eyes completely shut now.
"I'm glad you're with me." He randomly said.
"me too." She softly replied.
"I love you. you're mine." he kissed my shoulder once again.
She weakly smiles and turns, sitting up to look at him in the eyes.
"Would you still love me if I didn't have my tattoo?" She asks, thinking if this was from the drinks she took earlier. He looked at her, almost bursting into laugher.
"Of course," he chuckles, then puts a hand on my naked shoulder.
"Scar, somethin' wrong?"
She pauses and looks at him, then lead her gaze toward the side of the tub.
"Nothing. I'm fine, i'm better than fine, actually." Her voice started to crack before she drooped her head onto his shoulder, lost in her thoughts.
He put an arm around her as they both sat in silence.
Meanwhile, she was picturing his body again— his fit body. the usual. Six pack, decent sized muscles, small tattoos. big pecs— while they're against each other.
He kissed her head, right then, she finally put herself to sleep after taking in everything, literally. 😉
