Ellie looked up at Mia. It felt quite sexy to have her arms held down. Sexy, but a little frustrating too, so after a moment she jerked her hands and tried to pull them free.
Mia grinned, and held her down, and didn’t seem to have much trouble doing it.
Ellie was a little surprised. Then she thought about arm muscles and carrying boxes and decided Mia might actually be stronger than her. And Mia had her weight helping, too. Mia could lean, and press down, and hold Ellie where she was.
Ellie could move. She started to realize she was trapped. Mia realized too, and slowly started to grin.
Ellie jerked her arm again.
“Nope,” Mia said. “Don’t do that.”
“So start,” Ellie said. “I can’t wait.”
“You have to,” Mia said. “You don’t have a choice.”
“Please,” Ellie said.
Mia kept grinning. “When I’m ready,” she said. “Not until then.”
Ellie didn’t know what to say. She was horny and desperate, and had done her best to wait. She had been waiting, had managed for a while, but it had all got a little too much. She needed to be touched. She needed to be touched so badly she was squeezing her hands closed, digging her nails into her palms. So badly she was thinking about pleading, or about pushing Mia off, demanding Mia let her go, and running to the bathroom and masturbating herself until she came.
She didn’t know what she was thinking. She lay there, desperate, and Mia looked down at her as if she understood.
Mia seemed to understand, but was making Ellie wait anyway.
Ellie didn’t think it was fair.
“I should so take my time,” Mia said. “To pay you back for me.”
“I’m sorry,” Ellie said. “I’m really sorry.”
“You’re sorry now.”
“I am.”
“You weren’t before,” Mia said. “When I had to wait.”
“I know. That’s true. But don’t make me.”
“Why not?”
Ellie looked up at Mia, and didn’t answer.
“Why not?” Mia said again.
Ellie swallowed. “I don’t think I can.”
Mia seemed surprised. She started to smile. “You can’t?”
“I can’t.”
“Or what?” Mia said, sounding almost curious. “Since you can’t do very much about it.”
That was true, Ellie thought. Unfairly true. She jerked her hands again, just to try, but Mia seemed to have expected it. She kept hold of Ellie without much difficulty, and then started to grin again.
“Well?” Mia said.
“I don’t know,” Ellie said.
Mia grinned for a while.
“I can’t,” Ellie whispered. “I really can’t.”
“Not for five minutes?”
“No.”
“Not for one?”
Ellie shook her head. She was actually getting worried about how much Mia would tease.
“Maybe,” Mia said.
“Maybe what?” Ellie said. “Make me wait?”
“Just maybe.”
“Please don’t. Please.”
Mia was still grinning. “You did to me,” she said. “So doing it back, that’s really just fair.”
Ellie didn’t know what else to do, so after a moment, she shrieked. Mia jumped, as if actually startled. Her hands relaxed a little on Ellie’s wrists. Ellie tired to snatch her arms away, but it didn’t work. Mia realized in time and grabbed Ellie again. She pressed Ellie down, hard, and seemed pleased with herself.
Ellie glared at Mia. She lay on her back, and didn’t know what to say. She couldn’t think at all. She didn’t know what she was supposed to do, when her need was this intense.
“I’m stronger than you,” Mia said, as if she was surprised.
“I know.”
“I’ll let you go if you want,” Mia said.
Ellie didn’t answer.
“Do you?” Mia said.
Ellie bit her lip, and hesitated, and then slowly shook her head.
“You’re sure?” Mia said.
“It isn’t letting me go I want.”
“What do you want?”
Ellie didn’t want to say.
“What?” Mia said. “Tell me or I won’t.”
“Not to be teased,” Ellie whispered.
Mia laughed.
“Please?” Ellie said, and Mia finally seemed to realise how intensely Ellie was feeling.
To realize, and take pity, and look smug as well.
Mia, bent and kissed Ellie, and Ellie was terribly relieved. Ellie lifted herself up, pushing upwards, trying to touch with her mouth and hips, trying to wrap one leg around Mia’s and pull Mia down, or herself upwards, and grind herself against Mia. Mia let her for a moment, still holding Ellie down.
“I’m sorry,” Ellie whispered, into Mia’s mouth. “I’m sorry I teased.”
“You should be,” Mia said.
“I didn’t know it was like this.”
Mia kissed Ellie, and moved her leg a little. Enough that Ellie sighed, and shivered, and was desperately relieved. Mia moved, but then stopped, and Ellie was disappointed. After a moment Ellie realized why. Mia had moved because she was sliding downwards, not because she was fucking. This was about oral, Ellie remembered, not about her fucking Mia’s leg. She’d forgotten, almost, she was so desperate to feel something.
“Please,” Ellie whispered again, because saying it seemed to help.
“I am,” Mia said, and kept sliding.
Mia slid down to Ellie’s chest, and began licking Ellie there. Teasing on purpose, paying Ellie back. Mia licked, and Ellie lay still, wondering if she should say her tits had never been that sensitive. Mia’s mouth was nice and everything, but it wasn’t like having her neck or tummy licked. It wasn’t like having her pussy licked. It wasn’t like the rest of the desperation she was feeling.
Ellie waited, and tried be patient, and almost didn’t mind waiting.
Then Mia sucked her nipple, and suddenly everything changed.
Mia sucked, and Ellie felt wet and heat and tingling wash up inside her. She felt oddly excited, and completely desperate again, and slightly puzzled as well. She didn’t know why she felt like this for Mia, when she never for anyone else. Apparently Mia’s mouth was better than anyone else’s. Apparent her tits liked Mia, and she had no idea why.
She didn’t care. She was lost in Mia’s mouth. She tried to press her hips up against Mia again. Mia felt her, and laughed, and said, “Don’t.”
Ellie kept pushing anyway, so Mia stopped sucking. She stopped, and looked up, and waited.
Ellie understood, and made herself lie still.
“Just wait,” Mia whispered. “I’m getting there.”
“Soon?” Ellie whispered.
“Very.”
“Now?”
“Just wait.’
Mia licked Ellie’s tummy, like Ellie had licked hers, and suddenly Ellie understood just how agonizing it had been. She gasped, and started to wiggle again, suddenly not caring about games. She tried quite hard. She tried to jerk her arms out of Mia’s grip, hoping Mia wasn’t holding as tightly now the angle had changed.
Mia laughed, and held her down anyway.
“That’s cruel,” Ellie said.
“I know. So?”
“So it’s cruel.”
“Yep,” Mia said, and licked the top of Ellie’s leg.
“Please?” Ellie said. “I’ll do anything you want. I’ll say anything you want. Just please?”
Mia looked up. “Say anything?” she said.
Ellie looked at her.
“What does that mean?” Mia said.
Ellie shrugged.
Mia seemed to be thinking. “What aren’t you saying that you want to say?”
“Nothing,” Ellie said. “I don’t know.”
“What is it?”
“Nothing,” Ellie said. “I promise. I don’t care. Can we talk about this later? Please?”
“Later?” Mia said.
“Or never. Either.”
Mia looked at Ellie, thinking, and Ellie didn’t quite know why. Mia looked for a moment, then started to grin, and then suddenly let go of Ellie’s wrists.
Ellie was free, but suddenly helpless. She wasn’t sure why, but she suddenly didn’t know what to do. She lay there, uncertain, looking up at Mia. Uncertain what she wanted, uncertain what to do.
Mia waited, and grinned, and seemed to be enjoying Ellie’s confusion.
“Well?” Mia said, in the end.
“I don’t know.”
“So do something.”
“I can’t.”
Mia grinned some more.
“Please?” Ellie whispered. “Don’t tease now. Not now.”
“Sorry,” Mia said, and bent, and kissed Ellie, and that was enough. Ellie was being touched again, and that was all she really needed.