Epilogue #2
The kiss grows heavy and needy as we stand in the kitchen together. My hands slide down to his hips and my fingers slide into his belt loops. Every inch of me tingles with desire. The hard-on I’ve been trying to ignore since we were in the car comes back with a vengeance.
“Are you interested in being tied up tonight?” he asks me, his breath hot on my lips.
I groan and pull him tighter against me. “Yes, Sir.”
This switch is easy to make. From boyfriends, to a Dom and his Sub. Alek is no longer Alek, he is Sir, he is Master, and I am his pet. I am his boy. Every part of me wants this.
Alek leads me to the bedroom by the hand where he undresses me piece my piece. My shirt slides off my head, my jeans and boxers hit the floor and I step out of them. Until I’m standing in the middle of the room at the end of the bed naked and bared to him.
“Do what you want with me,” I tell him.
Alek procures the ropes from my bag and looks over them with a determined look on his face.
“Yes, yes. These will do nicely,” he says with a hum.
His hands are all over my body in the next second. He guides my body where he wants it. Moves me onto my knees and slowly ties the rope around both of my arms and chest, in lines down my body. A knot that I can’t get out of tied at the center of my chest.
The rope squeezes me so perfectly. The pressure awakens something within me. I feel…comfort, but also arousal.
The way he so delicately and carefully ties me up from chest to hip is so wildly attractive.
“Good boy,” he praises me as he ties the final knot and eases me up onto my feet and then onto the bed.
“You liked that, didn’t you?” he asks me, and looks down at my hard cock that is twitching in the open air.
I practically whimper. “Yes, Sir.”
He grabs me by the hair and shoves me down on the bed. My body is unable to move the way I want it to, unable to relax fully against the bed. It’s somewhat painful, and I find that I like it.
My eyes scan Alek’s body and I see the hard-on in his own jeans.
“You want me,” I tell him.
“Shhh, did I tell you to speak? Did I ask you a question?” he asks me and grabs me by the face.
I grunt as he rolls me over onto my stomach.
I feel his hands exploring my hips and ass. He wastes no time spreading my cheeks and kneels behind me. His tongue opens me up and I moan in response.
Every swirl of his tongue along that tight ring of muscle makes my dick pulse underneath me.
Alek’s fingers ease up and replace his tongue, pushing and prodding inside of me.
Pleasure runs through me in a shiver and I try to arch up against him.
“Look at you, so fucking needy for me” he tells me. “What a desperate little slut you are.”
His words make my body even hotter and I bite down on a moan trying to escape my throat.
I hear his jeans unzipping, his clothing being tossed across the room… A bottle being uncapped, and wetness being spread along my hole.
The anticipation nearly kills me. By the time he finally presses his dick to my hole, I’m trembling with need.
Everything happens so fast. He pushes inside of me little by little, stretching me out and rubbing against that special spot inside of me.
His hands press down on my lower back, just below the ropes.
“That’s it, take all of me, baby boy,” Alek croons.
I grunt and my mouth falls open against the bed as he begins to thrust inside of me. He doesn’t take it slow or ease me into it. No. He fucks me hard and fast. Taking me. Using me. All of me.
Alek grunts and moans as he works himself inside of me, his fingers digging into the flesh of my back.
My body pushes against him and the ropes around my arms and chest. My heart is pounding and every single pulse point is throbbing.
My cock drips cum underneath me before I can even process what’s happening.
“Fuck, fuck!” I cry out.
“You like that, baby?” he asks me. “You like when I fuck you all tied up?”
I can’t get an answer out to him. All I can do is whimper as he pounds himself into me harder and harder.
Sweat drips down my body, dampening my hairline and glistening off my skin.
“What’s the matter?” he asks me, panting out between words. “Can’t talk while Sir fucks you?”
I groan and my entire body trembles as I cum again far too quickly for my body to catch up with and go tense.
Alek smacks my ass once, then twice, and suddenly pulls out of me. I can hear the wet sound of him jerking himself off and groaning as he comes over my ass and lower back.
“Oh, fuck, Tommy,” he breathes as his cum drips down my crack and smears on my skin.
His hands hold him up against me for a moment longer before he turns and flops down on the bed beside me.
My entire body relaxes against the ropes that push into my skin and keep me from moving closer to him.
It’s quiet in the hot room for a long moment, before I feel Alek’s lips against my temple, then my cheek.
“Are you alright?” he asks me.
I sigh softly, contently. “I’m fucking fantastic,” I mumble. My head is fuzzy. I feel like I’m floating on a cloud.
He kisses my lips softly and slowly rolls me onto my back. I feel his fingers undoing the ropes, each knot. Carefully, slowly.
Sometime later, Alek draws a bath in the large jet tub in the adjoining bathroom, and we sit soaking in the hot water and bubbles with glasses of whiskey sitting to the side.
“How did you like your first experience with shibari?” he asks me with a smirk pulling crookedly at his lips.
I lick my own lips before I reply. “Fucking amazing,” I tell him. “I didn’t know the pressure of the ropes would feel so good.”
“It’s really great when you’re suspended as well, I hear,” Alek informs me.
“You want to tie me up from the ceiling?” I ask with a cocked brow.
He chuckles. “I didn’t say that, just that it feels good,” he replies.
“Have you ever been tied up?” I ask him.
“No. I don’t really enjoy being tied up, but I like doing the tying. There’s something about restraining someone that just…” He hums out softly to finish his sentence.
“You’re dirtier than I thought,” I whisper playfully and scoot closer to him, moving slowly until I can straddle his lap.
“I like to cut you and taste your blood,” he whispers. “I think that’s worse.”
I press my forehead against his. “True…but I like it. Maybe that’s worse.”
“Mmm, who cares?” he asks and runs his hands along my wet soapy body.
I kiss him slowly, taking my time with drawing his mouth open until my tongue slips between his lips and swirls around his.
We simply sit here in the warm, relaxing water kissing for what feels like forever. Until Alek leans back from me and looks me in the eyes.
“Tommy?” he asks me.
“Hm?” I reply.
He takes a deep breath and brushes his thumb along my cheek.
“Will you marry me?” he asks. My heart feels like it stops in my chest. “I know it’s real fucking quick.
But…I know what it’s like to love someone and lose them the next day, and I want to spend as much of my life with you as possible.
I want to be tied to you as closely as possible. ”
I stare at him, but the words come out of my mouth without hesitation.
“Yes.”
He smiles at me. “Really?”
“Yes, Aleksandr. I want to be tied to you too, for as long as humanly possible.” I hold him closer and run my fingers through the back of his hair.
Alek moans softly and then a twinkle forms in his eye.
“We’re going to need a lot more rope.”