Chapter Twenty-Five
Laurie
Theo’s disdain for doing housework had never been louder than it was right now.
He’d been cleaning all evening and was currently dusting the living room.
It was a task that shouldn’t have taken him long, but every sweep of the duster was accompanied by sighing, pouting, and a muttered running commentary addressed to Lord Featherby about how he’d surely die from boredom at this rate and how nobody in history had ever been treated as unfairly as he was being now.
As tempted as I was to point out the very obvious error in that statement, I wasn’t going to engage. That was exactly what my beautiful brat wanted and I wasn’t going to play his game. Instead, I was going to teach him a lesson, Laurence Winchester style.
“How’re you getting on?” I asked, walking out of the kitchen where I’d been washing up. I’d finished ten minutes ago, but I’d stayed in there listening to Theo grumble while my plan took shape. “Are you nearly finished?”
“Nearly,” Theo said. He turned to me and fluttered his eyelashes, which I ignored. “It’s very hard work, but I think I’m nearly there.”
“Good.” I knew he was trying to get me to help him, but that wasn’t going to happen. Instead I continued. “You’ve done such a good job and you’ve been working so hard, I think you deserve a reward once you’ve finished.”
“Oh? What sort of reward?” Theo asked, practically vibrating with excitement. “A nice one?”
“It wouldn’t be much of a reward otherwise, would it?”
“True, but you might say something like more housework and that’s definitely not my idea of a reward.”
“It’s not mine either,” I said. “Believe it or not, I don’t particularly enjoy housework. I just don’t make a production out of my dislike.”
Theo huffed and rolled his eyes. “I’m not making a production out of it.
I’m simply telling Lord Featherby that he should be grateful he doesn’t have hands or he’d have to dust too.
Although he could hold a duster in his beak, I guess.
Ugh, Lord Featherby, you’re no help just sitting there watching me.
You’re the reason we should eat the rich. ”
“Are you finished?” I asked, directing Theo’s attention back to me before he could start lecturing the stuffed bird on economics. “Dusting, not admonishing Lord Featherby.”
“Give me two minutes,” he said. “Then yes, I’ll be done.”
“Good boy. Once you’re done, come into our room.
” I turned on my heels and walked towards our bedroom, resisting the temptation to look over my shoulder.
I heard Theo spring into action, talking rapidly to Lord Featherby about what he hoped the reward would involve.
Before I reached the bedroom door, I heard the word orgasm mentioned at least four times.
I left Theo to finish dusting while I fetched my rope out of the wardrobe.
I needed to find somewhere better to keep it now that it was getting regular use, but I would wait until after West’s visit to make any changes.
I wanted to suggest we rearrange some of the furniture anyway, since most of Theo’s stuff was still in his old room.
It would work better to turn that bedroom into a gaming room, dressing room, and occasional guest room, and leave mine as the room we slept and played in.
Perhaps we could look at redecorating too, although I drew the line at painting anything pink.
I pulled out several long lengths of soft baby-pink rope and some lube, debating whether I should strip naked or whether my plan would be sexier and have more impact if I were dressed.
“That’s a lot of rope,” Theo said, delight clear in his voice as he bounced into the room. “And you have lube too. This is going to be fun!”
“How do you feel about having your legs bound?” I asked, pointing at my own leg to explain what I meant.
“I’d like to frog tie your legs, which would bind your thigh to your calf.
It would mean you could kneel and possibly balance on your toes if you’re very flexible, but apart from that you’ll be immobilised.
You’ll obviously have your colours and your safeword if you want to stop at any point or if it becomes uncomfortable. ”
“I love that idea!” Theo clapped his hands together. “It’s so sexy! What else?”
I smirked, letting my eyes roam over him hungrily. Those were delightfully dangerous words. “A harness,” I said. “Across and around your chest and over your shoulders. I won’t tie your arms today, but this will give me something to hold on to.”
Theo moaned under his breath. “You can tie my arms too. I don’t mind.”
“Not today. Let’s start with your legs first. You’ll just have to resist the temptation to touch yourself.” I stepped closer to him and tilted his chin up so his eyes met mine. “But I know you’ll be a good boy for me, won’t you?”
Theo nodded. “Yes, Laurie.”
“Thank you.” I brushed my lips against his, holding his chin tightly to stop him from deepening the kiss. “Now please remove all your clothes, fold anything you want to wear again neatly, and put the rest in the washing basket.”
“What are you going to do when you’ve tied me?” Theo asked as I released him, springing into action and hurriedly pulling off his dress and folding it neatly before shoving his underwear into the basket in the corner.
“How do you feel about cock-warming?” I asked as casually as if I was asking about the weather or what we should have for dinner.
Theo’s eyes widened in delight. “Yes! I want that.”
“Good, I thought we could relax and watch a film or something.”
“A sexy film?”
I chuckled. “No, I didn’t have porn on the agenda. I was thinking something more along the lines of that period psychological drama you mentioned, the one set in Scotland. The folk horror one.”
Theo didn’t look totally convinced, but he said, “Okay, we can watch that.”
“What’s your colour?”
“Green.”
“Thank you,” I said as he walked back towards me.
I leant down to kiss him languidly, letting my tongue slide into his mouth.
“For ease, and simply because I don’t think this will work on the sofa, I thought we could watch it on my laptop in here.
Also, I don’t fancy trying to get cum out of the sofa cushions before your brother arrives tomorrow. ”
Theo snorted and laughed. “If we did, you’d definitely have to clean it because it was your idea.”
“Exactly, which is why we’re not doing it.”
I’d taken my laptop into our room earlier in the day, simply thinking that we could watch a film in bed together later. We were still going to do that, just a little differently from my original plans.
“I’m going to start with your harness,” I said. “Then I’m going to open you up for me, and then I’ll tie your legs.”
Theo was practically fizzing with excitement and I wondered if he thought I was going to let him come as soon as the film started.
But my darling brat needed to be reminded about patience before he was rewarded.
And considering he’d been complaining about how unfairly he’d been treated over the housework, he was in for a shock when he realised he wasn’t going to get his way for the rest of the night either.
I reached for the rope that I’d slung over my shoulder and began looping it around his chest and over his shoulders, creating a simple harness that was pretty and elegant and would give me something to hold on to.
I tied a knot on his chest just above the centre of his pecs and as close to his heart as I could manage before tying it off.
I’d seen pictures of that harness running down between the sub’s legs where it could also be used to create a cock ring, but we could experiment with that another night.
“There, beautiful.”
“It’s so pretty,” Theo said, running his fingers across the rope, marvelling at the design. “I love it.”
“Good, I’m glad.” I smiled at him before pressing a kiss to his mouth. “Now I want you on the bed—either kneeling, on all fours, or with your shoulders on the bed and your pretty bottom in the air, whichever is the most comfortable.”
Theo turned and leisurely crossed the two or three steps to the bed, wiggling his butt as he walked.
The temptation to spank it was incredibly high, but I flexed my fingers and kept them to myself, knowing I’d easily get sidetracked if I started.
Theo dangled his feet over the edge of the mattress and pushed his beautiful behind into the air as he lowered his chest and shoulders to the mattress, resting his head on his arms.
“Like this?” he asked teasingly as he made his bottom bounce.
“Perfect,” I said, setting down the rest of the rope for later and picking up the bottle of lube I’d placed on the bedside table. “Although the wiggling is unnecessary.”
“Really? Don’t you like it?”
“I do, but it’s not what I asked for.”
Theo sighed dramatically. “Don’t be boring!”
My hand cracked on his left butt cheek and Theo groaned, attempting to push back against me. “Don’t be a brat.”
“But it’s fun,” he said breathlessly. “And it gets me all sorts of nice things.”
I hummed and squeezed his butt cheek hard.
The skin had the prettiest blush where I’d smacked it, and the temptation to do it again rose stronger.
But I wasn’t going to give him what he wanted, not yet.
Instead, I ignored him and used one hand to pull his right cheek to the side, spreading him open so I could lean forward and run my tongue down his crack.
Theo groaned as my tongue flicked over the puckered skin of his hole.
I hadn’t planned on eating him out, but I couldn’t deny myself the pleasure of tasting him.
The most beautiful noises filled the room as I licked and sucked Theo’s hole, making him gasp as I pushed my tongue against the furled skin, slowly breaching him.
Theo moaned, pleading for more and pushing back against my face, trying to get my tongue deeper inside him.