[ His hips jerk up into that squeeze uselessly - Aspen lets out a frustrated moan of helplessness, trying to swirl his hips to no avail. It's just making it so much harder to hold on, he can feel himself getting closer and that same anticipation ebbing away in the same breath, keeping him on edge. ]
Do you? [ That smirk in his tone isn't fading as he sweeps his thumb over the slit at the tip of Aspen's cock, even as he presses as deep as he can go, resting there a moment before pulling out and thrusting all the way back in. ] Still think I will lose so easily?
[ Aspen cries out, throwing back his head - so deep! His entire body shudders and he whimpers weakly, his toes curling and making him lose his breath. ]
[ A long pause, an absolute lack of all stimulation, before Sinbad pulls out again and thrusts in just as deeply once more, timing the strokes and squeezes of his fingers in time with the deep rock of his hips. ]
[ Eh? Did he say something wrong? Aspen watches Sinbad warily, trying to shift his hips again, but cries out so sharply it knocks the breath right out of his chest.
Aspen almost comes. His world goes white and then black before he blinks to see Sin above him. ]
Y... yes. I-I underestimated. You - you almost made me come...
Good. [ There's a playful, predatory snarl in Sinbad's voice, his tone still strained as he rocks into Aspen again, thumb sliding over the very tip of ASpen's cock. ] Then you're going to wait for me, Aspen. I want you to feel everything.
Mmmm, I could be mean and say hours. [ There's a smirk in Sin's voice as he thrusts deep, speeding his pace now, pushing his own control to the very limits, his body throbbing with the desire to let himself go and spill deep into Aspen.
A few more moments, just to enjoy the decadent sight Aspen makes before him... ]
[ The cry is torn from Aspen's throat before he can even say his full name, his vowels drawn out into a long whine as his body arches and twists, writhing underneath the force of his thrusts. The depth has his eyes tearing up out of pleasure, so much pleasure he's shaking hard in anticipation of his orgasm. He's being good, though. He's hanging on, his breaths shallow and brows drawn to focus.
Even as good as this all feels, as much as Sinbad clearly wants to drive him out of control, he's keeping a firm handle on himself - knees almost pressing together as he tightens and rearranges himself, body holding his length inside of him tighter with the shift. ]
You're beautiful, Aspen. [ Sin breathes out the words on a soft moan as he keeps the rough pace now, pushing them both towards their completion. ] I'm going to touch you now, love, and you're going to come undone for me. I want to feel you, every second of your pleasure. Let me see you come undone.
[ His fingers curl around Aspen's arousal, stroking him in time to those deep thrusts, even as his own body shudders with an approaching orgsasm. ]
[ There's a tiny, obedient nod as Sin speaks, given Aspen can't trust himself to not just breathe Sin's name over and over with his pace, clenching his fists hard against his bindings and trying to squirm his hips back onto the length inside of him like he can have more.
His muscles squeeze tightly around Sin; Aspen screams for him as fingers tease and stroke at his sensitive arousal, his come painting his hand, his slender stomach and his lingerie all at once. He's dizzy from his cry, his whimpered moans, his body growing weak even as is orgasm rages strong through him, forcing his delicate body to tremble even now. It's decidedly different when it's so emotional, when it's not just conquering a fear but also being able to be with someone he cherishes deeply; everything feels stronger and he feels so sore but satisfied as his breath finally starts to even out, the small aftershocks still having him shiver and clench around Sinbad, coaxing him to keep going. ]
[ It's only a thrust or so after Aspen comes that Sinbad presses deep himself, body tensing and shuddering as he gives a harsh exhale, eyes locked on Aspen as he comes, hard and fast. His remaining hand grips Aspen's hips, nails biting faintly into flesh as he holds himself there, his lover so tight around him. Aspen clenching tight around him, milking him with his body, has him hissing out a low, breathless moan.
Breathing hard, he braces a hand beside Aspen's head as he leans over him, eyes dazed and half-lidded from pleasure and release as he rests there for a moment. ]
[ The little bursts of pain cause a jerk of his hips, but his body seems to tire as Sinbad reaches his end as well, eyelids fluttered shut and panting breaths starting to settle. ]
That's... my line. [ He speaks between breaths, his body finally relaxing in his bonds.
It's different, now, and he realizes it as his eyes start to regain their focus. It's not as easy as just once and then - done - but it's as if the edge was taken off. He doesn't feel nearly as tense being tied up now, especially if Sinbad is above him. He closes his eyes and brushes his lips across Sinbad's wrist near his head, opening his eye to look up at him in a grateful glance. ]
[ Aspen closes his eyes, letting himself just... settle. His orgasm fades away and even now, the gnawing fear doesn't return. He breathes in deeply, letting his chest rise even as it's bound, and after a few moments of deep breaths, making sure the fear isn't eating him around...
He finally cranes his neck to look up at Sinbad, gentle. ]
[ Sinbad leans in to kiss him again, slow and sweet, as his hands slide down over Aspen's limbs. Finding the knots by feel, he never pulls away from the kiss as he adeptly loosens the bindings one after one, letting the whole arrangement loosen and finally fall away as the lost knot gives and comes free. ]
There we go. You did so well, love. It was beautiful.
[ The praise has his face flushing again, soft and delicate - Aspen's lips part before he softly laughs, starting to shift and stretch his body slowly, push himself up into a sitting position. He relaxes his neck and rolls his head to relax himself, the lingerie falling over his curves instead of bunched at his sides now.
His gaze is lowered, but he speaks with a gentle smile. ]
It's... still scary, but - I don't feel like I'll panic just thinking of it. [ He smiles up to Sinbad, eyes full of adoration. ] Thank you.
You're welcome, love. I'm glad you could enjoy it.
[ There's a matching affection in Sinbad's own gaze as he shifts to stretch out beside the other Dominant instead, letting Aspen stretch out his muscles now that he's free. ]
[ Aspen hums softly and lets himself arch his wings, flapping them briefly to stretch them out. It's only after that he actually opens his eyes again and looks over his shoulder to watch Sinbad relax beside him. Once he's laying down, he shifts onto his side and curls up beside him, hand against his chest. ]
... if you liked this, we can do it again. Not - not just now. You can ask me another time. Just don't surprise me with it. [ He leans in to kiss his jaw. ]
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I-I don't! You - I believe you!
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Hnnn... m-maybe I was hasty...
[ 'Maybe', he says. ]
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[ A long pause, an absolute lack of all stimulation, before Sinbad pulls out again and thrusts in just as deeply once more, timing the strokes and squeezes of his fingers in time with the deep rock of his hips. ]
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Aspen almost comes. His world goes white and then black before he blinks to see Sin above him. ]
Y... yes. I-I underestimated. You - you almost made me come...
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Can you hold it off until I give you permission, Aspen?
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O-of course I can... I'm not a novice...
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[ He whimpers, his head pushing back against the sheets and pillows as his spine arches, pushing his hips down against Sinbad once more. ]
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A few more moments, just to enjoy the decadent sight Aspen makes before him... ]
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[ The cry is torn from Aspen's throat before he can even say his full name, his vowels drawn out into a long whine as his body arches and twists, writhing underneath the force of his thrusts. The depth has his eyes tearing up out of pleasure, so much pleasure he's shaking hard in anticipation of his orgasm. He's being good, though. He's hanging on, his breaths shallow and brows drawn to focus.
Even as good as this all feels, as much as Sinbad clearly wants to drive him out of control, he's keeping a firm handle on himself - knees almost pressing together as he tightens and rearranges himself, body holding his length inside of him tighter with the shift. ]
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[ His fingers curl around Aspen's arousal, stroking him in time to those deep thrusts, even as his own body shudders with an approaching orgsasm. ]
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His muscles squeeze tightly around Sin; Aspen screams for him as fingers tease and stroke at his sensitive arousal, his come painting his hand, his slender stomach and his lingerie all at once. He's dizzy from his cry, his whimpered moans, his body growing weak even as is orgasm rages strong through him, forcing his delicate body to tremble even now. It's decidedly different when it's so emotional, when it's not just conquering a fear but also being able to be with someone he cherishes deeply; everything feels stronger and he feels so sore but satisfied as his breath finally starts to even out, the small aftershocks still having him shiver and clench around Sinbad, coaxing him to keep going. ]
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Breathing hard, he braces a hand beside Aspen's head as he leans over him, eyes dazed and half-lidded from pleasure and release as he rests there for a moment. ]
Fuck, Aspen. You're so fucking perfect.
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That's... my line. [ He speaks between breaths, his body finally relaxing in his bonds.
It's different, now, and he realizes it as his eyes start to regain their focus. It's not as easy as just once and then - done - but it's as if the edge was taken off. He doesn't feel nearly as tense being tied up now, especially if Sinbad is above him. He closes his eyes and brushes his lips across Sinbad's wrist near his head, opening his eye to look up at him in a grateful glance. ]
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Mmm. Nope. Still mine. You okay, love?
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... yes. I am.
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Good. Shall we get you unbound then, my love?
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[ Aspen closes his eyes, letting himself just... settle. His orgasm fades away and even now, the gnawing fear doesn't return. He breathes in deeply, letting his chest rise even as it's bound, and after a few moments of deep breaths, making sure the fear isn't eating him around...
He finally cranes his neck to look up at Sinbad, gentle. ]
Alright. I'm alright, now. Untie me, please.
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There we go. You did so well, love. It was beautiful.
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His gaze is lowered, but he speaks with a gentle smile. ]
It's... still scary, but - I don't feel like I'll panic just thinking of it. [ He smiles up to Sinbad, eyes full of adoration. ] Thank you.
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[ There's a matching affection in Sinbad's own gaze as he shifts to stretch out beside the other Dominant instead, letting Aspen stretch out his muscles now that he's free. ]
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... if you liked this, we can do it again. Not - not just now. You can ask me another time. Just don't surprise me with it. [ He leans in to kiss his jaw. ]
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I like everything we do together. But if you're willing, we can do this again. When you're ready. No surprises, I promise.
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[ He perches his chin against Sinbad's shoulder, smiling as the kisses pepper his soft hands. ]
You're incredible. Let's rest before we go another round. If you even have another round in you. I'd like to ride you.
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