Chapter 10 Bravery in Many Forms #3
“Whether to gag you or not.” Immediately, I bring my hand up to my mouth as I giggle at the blunt words.
Leo smiles, arms fidgeting above his head, but he doesn’t stop me from covering my mouth like he usually does. Realization sparks that even though we’re not in a full scene, just some kinky fun, he’s going to listen whole-heartedly. At that thought I relax, bringing my hand down.
“Do you want to see or speak?” I ask.
“I want to watch you.”
I know his hard and soft limits; the man doesn’t have many, but he does have them.
Fortunately, his limits mostly align with mine on what I’m willing to do.
His big wants are being gagged, bound, impact play, or forced into positions.
Complete opposite of me when it comes to being a Sub, including being gagged.
“Okay.” I huff out a breath. “If you can’t say red or yellow, then two fingers for yellow and three for red.” He shows me he can do both with his hands. “Good…job.”
Leo smirks playfully, and I roll my eyes, giggling again. Gently, I place the tie in his mouth, and then wrap it around his head twice before making sure it’s secure. He bites down, already the tie becoming wet from his saliva. I’m sure he could speak if he wanted, but knowing him, he won’t.
“Show me one finger for green.” He does immediately.
And he says I’m a good and obedient Sub? Willing to never be dominated again, my cereal loving ass.
I run my hands down his chest, tracing my fingers over the ink.
Slowly, I wiggle back and lift my hips over his now very erect cock.
A muffled hiss comes out of him as I brush my skin across his.
My thighs pin his legs together under me while I continue to run my hands over his torso, following the designs that color his stomach, chest, shoulders, and hips.
I stare at the various artwork as I move down closer to just above his dick.
I flick my gaze up at him, his eyes staring up at the ceiling as his hands fist and twitch.
Leo doesn’t move. With every featherlight touch from me, his body tensing and flexing, he remains where he is.
Unlike the first time encountering this side of him, I whole-heartedly tease him with my fingers without restraint.
He breathes deep through his nose, panting as I slide my fingers along the muscles towards his pelvis.
Leo bares his teeth, biting down on the tie, grinding his jaw.
A wave of pleasure hits me as I lean forward, beginning to lick up from his navel.
Leo’s entire body tenses, knuckles cracking as he groans under the gag.
I stop in the middle of his chest, looking up at him as he stares at the ceiling and his arms shake to remain put.
Pride jolts through me. It’s followed by another wave of pleasure, rushing over my skin as the power I have over him clutches me. Leo obeying me.
Air rushes out from my lungs as I trace my tongue back down the middle of his stomach.
I realize how much I enjoy this—controlling him and watching him obey my commands.
It’s a similar high as when he tells me what to do, a different side of control.
Power exchange. Oh, fuck I get it. I crave it now, wanting to tease him, but give him pleasure.
I grab the bottle of lube, squirting a little on my fingers.
Leo’s eyes snap down to me as I carefully grip his cock in my hands.
He moans against the gag, staring at my hands as I stroke his cock with ease.
His breath quickens, chest heaving as I give him the hand job and smile.
He’s smooth against my fingers as I pump him, but then let go completely.
He mumbles against the tie, laying his head back in frustration.
“Check in, baby.” His hands move, and he gives me the signal for green. “Good boy.”
The honorific comes out before I can think. I freeze.
Leo’s gaze finds mine. Hazel eyes lock on mine with desire and lust.
Oh, fuck he likes that.
My body thrums with need, craving him to be inside me already.
Quickly, I ready his dick to my entrance and bring my hips down.
Leo’s muffled groans occur next as I raise my hips, moving back down as I undulate.
I moan next at the fullness of him, shivering as I help myself hit the right spot inside me.
Circling my hips, I go in a slow motion as I feel his cock twitch.
Leo grunts as I ride him, thrusting my body against his.
His face contorts with pleasure and frustration as he does his best to remain where he is.
Those hazel eyes sear into me, flashing between my chest, hips, and face.
The tie is soaked from his mouth, almost dripping.
I circle my hips again, lifting and slamming them back down.
A pleasurable moan courses through me as my spine tenses along with my legs.
Muscles burn as I continue to ride him, pressing my hips flush against his.
I grind hard down on him, moaning with Leo as I place my hands upon his chest. My fingers flex as I help myself stay up, sliding them further up as I pause pushing his cock into me.
My muscles clench around him as I swallow hard against heavy breathing, sliding my hand up until I come to his bared neck.
Instinctively, I place it against his throat, lightly pressing down as I meet his gaze.
Burning desire. Need blazing deep. Pure relief; utter, unabashed relief fills those eyes I love. Tears gather in them as he gazes up at me, holding him down beneath me. Even now with such low stakes, there’s so much liberation in his eyes that my heart clenches. He wanted…no, needed this.
I untie the gag, pulling it away for me to slam my mouth to his.
I kiss him hard, keeping my other hand against his bare throat and tilt his head back.
Leo moans against me, tongue finding mine as I ride him hard.
My hips move roughly, driving him deep as I pant and kiss him feverishly.
My body tenses as pleasure builds, muscles tightening as Leo arches his back while my legs burn.
I’m right on the precipice of orgasming, hoping he’ll follow, when he murmurs reverently against my lips, “Mistress.”
I come hard. My hands move, grasping his hair as I orgasm and gasp against his ear, “Come for me, baby.”
Leo grunts as his chest presses against mine.
His legs flex, hips jolting forward while his hands above his head grip the blankets as he comes next.
He groans and shivers underneath me, breathing heavily as every muscle in my body clenches at the force of the ecstasy that hits me.
Finally, I untense and fall onto his chest completely.
My vision blurs a moment, blinking quickly as I attempt to catch my breath and reach up to pull the tie off his hands.
I rest my head on his shoulder, stroking his chest.
“Move,” I murmur. His arms come down, wrapping around me. Leo kisses my temple, nuzzling my hair.
“Good girl,” he praises. A giggle comes out as I try not to laugh too hard. I look up, finding adoration and peace upon his face. All I want to do is hide that delicate look from the world forever.