auroraexpress | Bond post: gifts

[ Real cuffs and ropes would sound like an amazing idea to Crow if he heard it.

Rean's doing a fantastic job of winding up Crow. Not knowing when or where the next touch is coming or how much pressure there will be is driving him nuts in the best of ways and soon he's an incredibly turned-on mess-- panting and whimpering, needy little lewd noises escaping from him with increasing frequency. ]

Rean. F-fuck. Reaaaaaan.

[ He doesn't even really have something to add to that, just that the taste of Rean's name in his mouth is delicious. ]

You sound amazing like this.

[Crow so turned on and openly needy is hot as hell and Rean lifts his fingers to press to Crow's lips, gently pushing into his mouth.]

Suck.

[ He wraps his tongue around Rean's fingers, licking at them before he closes his lips and sucks obligingly. No, more than obligingly-- he's all but fellating the fingers, comfortable enough to let Rean take this wherever he wants to go.

If Rean thinks Crow being turned on like this is hot as hell, well Crow feels the same way about Rean being demanding. It's a side of him he doesn't always get to see, one that's incredibly sexy. ]

[Rean's thinking about that list Crow gave. More than just a little submissive, it's all real madochism, wanting an edge of pain, roughness.

The thought of Crow moaning and submissive is appealing as hell, and it's not like Rean wouldn't enjoy the same things himself. So he's not too fussed about the requests, just the degree to which to follow them. He trusts Crow to indicate if it's ever too much but he also never wants Crow to have to.

So he finger fucks Crow's mouth, getting just a bit rougher before pulling out and sitting up, dragging his fingers leisurely down Crow's cock without warning, stroking him unhurriedly.]

You've told me what you want, it's only fair I tell you I intend to make you beg before I even consider letting you get off.

[ Crow wouldn't have been willing to admit interest in any of those things if this weren't someone he trusted with them, if it weren't Rean. It's part of what makes any of it so appealing to him-- "I trust you enough to admit I want this."

He sucks Rean's fingers eagerly as he fingerfucks his mouth and when those same fingers start gently stroking his cock, he gasps and his hips buck up almost unconsciously, desperate for that touch. ]

Oh yeah? [ He chuckles, breathless and so entirely turned on that there's even a bead of precum at his tip. ] Sounds like... mmm... fun.

That's what I thought.

[He strokes Crow's cock a few slow times, just to make him feel good, then sits up, looking Crow over as he considers where to start.

Well.... that shouldn't be difficult.

He scoots to the edge of the bed and lifts Crow in his arms handling him gently but decisively, flipping him to lay across Rean's lap.]

Hm, what was one of those suggestions again? Spanking?

[ The first noise he makes is a startled one-- he hadn't realized what was coming until Rean laid him back down. And then he realizes where Rean's legs are and the next sound out of him is entirely compromised and turned on and more than a little lewd. ]

That... was definitely one of 'em.

[He takes a moment to arrange Crow, make sure his bound hands can touch the bed and his legs are lightly spread and generally that Crow is stable in his lap.

And then he slides his fingers down Crow's bank, a gentle caress that's entirely sweet, ending in fondling Crow's ass.

He leans over, murmuring in Crow's ear, voice low and commanding.]

Count aloud for me.

[And he settles one arm over Crow's lower back, holding him firmly still, and smacks his ass with the flat of his palm.]

[ The contrast between the sweet caress and the sharp sting of Rean's hand is sudden and sharp enough that it leaves him gasping, leaves his brain pleasantly scrambled for a moment before he collects his thoughts long enough to remember to count. ]

O-one.

[He slides his fingers over the skin he just slapped, gently, soothing. And then he draws his hand back to do it again against Crow's other cheek.]

[ There's another gasp with that one, but it tapers off into a moan. It's all he can do to keep from squirming, his cock painfully hard against Rean's leg. ]

Two.

[ The number comes as almost an afterthought. ]

[He pets Crow again, softly.]

Goddess you're so beautiful.

[Hs praise is genuine but followed by another sharp slap of his palm. And another, alternating where he hits until he's spanked Crow ten times and Crow's ass is pleasantly red.]

[ "Beautiful" is not the word Crow would use but he isn't in a position to argue and he isn't particularly inclined to right now. He doesn't really have a problem if that's the word Rean wants.

Each slap tapers off into an increasingly turned on moan from Crow until that last one is long and loud and lewd, and he can't help the way he's helplessly squirming against Rean, the way his cock rubs against him with each fidget only serving to make for an even more intense contrast. He manages to keep count though, the number "ten" coming out shaky because of the way he tries to grind against Rean as he says it. ]

[It's nice, seeing Crow this turned on. Honestly it's tempting to continue but any more than this and it'll edge on more than a sore ass, so he rubs Crow's back lightly, tangles his fingers in Crow's hair and drags his head up a bit roughly to kiss him.]

You did well.

[ Crow's response is to kiss him hungrily, entirely shameless in how turned on he is and how much he wants Rean. His wrists are still bound so he can't pull him in closer, can't run his hands through Rean's hair but the way presses into it probably gets the idea across. ]

[He nips Crow's lips then his jaw, shuddering a little at how fucking hot Crow is when eager and shameless and tied up.]

I'm going to pick you up again.

[That's the warning Crow gets before Rean picks him up and turns him around, setting him on his knees on the ground and standing himself to start shedding his own clothes.]

[ It's enough of a warning for Crow to brace himself, and when he realizes he's on his knees, he can't help the slow grin that crosses his face. He's pretty sure he knows where this is going and fuck he wants it so much. ]

Maybe we should try the blindfold thing more often.

I'd rather see your eyes, but this isn't so bad now and then.

[He really would rather see Crow's eyes. But it's still attractive in its own way, Crow blindly trusting him. He threads his fingers in Crow's hair, petting him a moment before pulling him gently forward. Crow's probably exactly right about where this is headed, because the tip of his cock nudges at Crow's lips.]

Suck.

[The same command but in a huskier tone. He's turned on and this is a good way to work Crow up and let off some steam himself so he can push Crow further.]

[ That was exactly what he thought. He licks at the tip for a moment, his tongue moving in a slow swirl before he opens his mouth and starts to take Rean in, inch by delicious inch. He'll go as far as he can without triggering his gag reflex (which, as it turns out, is pretty far-- he can at least take most of Rean) before he starts to pull away, slowly working his way into a rhythm. ]

[He keeps a hand firm in Crow's hair, letting Crow take his cock at his own pace but watching with heavy lidded hunger.]

Mm. That's good.

[It's really good, and he's okay with Crow setting the pace for it right now, keeping still since Crow can't see or use his hands. It feels incredible having Crow suck on him eagerly like this.]

[ It's certainly a unique experience, trying to give a blow job while blindfolded and bound-- but Crow can't say he minds. The rhythm he settles on is certainly eager-- about as fast as he can comfortably manage with no other resources but his mouth available to him. ]

Fuck... Crow.

[He's murmuring roughly, fingers tightening in Crow's hair and urging his pace a little faster.]

[ There's something really enticing about hearing Rean enjoy himself like that, to feel the fingers tightening in his hair. He does start moving faster, his head bobbing up and down as he takes in as much as Rean as he can. ]

[He hums in pleasure, savoring the warmth of Crow's mouth. He's hard and slowly starting to rock his hips, using his hand in Crow's hair to control the rhythm of this, pushing it a little rougher on Crow, a little faster.]

[ Fffffuck, that's hot. Crow is incredibly turned on, hard almost to the point of discomfort but it's easy to set aside in the moment in favour of focusing entirely on Rean's cock. On moving along with the fast and rough pace Rean's set, taking him in greedily and hungrily. He can't help the lewd little sounds trying to escape from him, rumbling in his chest and into Rean, but he isn't really trying to either. Why shouldn't Rean know how hot he finds this? ]

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