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A breathy whine escaped your boyfriend as he sat on your shared bed, naked except for a pair of white boxers, arms tied behind his back. You hadn’t even started yet, but it was cute to see him already so worked up over not being able to touch you. Usually, Emmet was in complete control and feral in bed. However, after losing a bet- it was time to give him a taste of his own medicine.
“Aw, don’t fret, hun; I promise it I’ll be worth it!~” You giggled, heading to the other side of the room where you fished around in a bag that you snuck in.
“Mmm.. but Darling! Don’t you think tying my arms is unfairrr?” Emmet whined once again, straining to see what you were fetching, blood rushing to his groin upon seeing a vibrator revealed. Oh, this would be a verrrrry fun night, even if he wasn’t going to be able to ravage you the way he hoped. Maybe he’d still get to at least eat you out before the night was over.
“Now, now, Em, you lost the bet, so I’m in charge. No more whining, love or I’ll drag this on alllll night.~”
He pouted as much as someone could with a grin on his face. Emmet hated breaking the rules, and he wasn’t about to be beaten! He could do this, for sure! It didn’t stop him from squirming when you got down on your knees, slotting yourself between his legs, hands gently tracing his inner thighs.
Gentle kisses were placed on the growing bulge of his boxers before pulling back and situating the vibrator against it. A small hm left your lips, internally debating over starting slow and delicate and slowly working him up or simply going full in.
The latter won.
Flicking the vibrator to the immediate halfway point, Emmet flung his head back and howled as the device was pressed flush against his straining cock. His hips desperately rutted against the toy, arms straining against their binds as he moaned loudly.
“Oh God- oh f-fuck!” His voice was strained, overwhelmed by the sudden pleasure of it all. You stared in awe at his reaction, heat pooling in your groin at the sight. After letting him get used to the fast-paced pleasure, you flicked the pace down, the vibrator humming slowly against the straining fabric of his crotch.
He keened at the friction loss, desperately trying to buck his hips to gain some of it back, but your hand came down to hold them in place. Massaging his thighs, you left the vibrator on the low setting for a moment or two, letting him adjust and come down from his high- before immediately flicking it to the highest setting.
“oOH FUCK- Darling- d-darling plea-please please-!” Emmet's voice reached a new volume as he writhed and struggled against his bonds, the vibrations feeling so so good against his confined cock. You giggled at his debauched state, pressing the toy against him, before cruelly pulling away when his orgasm began to approach rapidly.
“Nonono- Darling, L-love, baby- please!” Desperation gripped his voice as he lifted his head to stare at you, silver eyes blown wide with lust, mouth hanging open with drool escaping. Oh yes, you very much enjoyed this look on him.
Sitting back to admire your work, you tsked at him.
“Now, that’s not what we say when we want something. Here I thought you would be a good boy, but that’s okay! I’ve got ways to make you learn to behave, dear..”
He stared at you in confusion as you turned back to the bag you’d gotten the vibrator from, fishing around until pulling out a small metal ring. Emmet's head cocked to the side in confusion, the impending orgasm waning away. Settling back between his legs, your fingers worked their way beneath the hand of his boxers, and upon getting the hint- he lifted his hips, allowing the final article of clothing to be removed.
His cock sprang from its confines, Emmet groaning in relief. He was extremely hard, the tip fiery red, with an ample amount of precum and sweat coating his dick. You grabbed ahold and stroked it for a moment, allowing him some momentarily relief before snapping the metal ring snugly around the base. His head whipped forward, staring down, breath escaping in large pants.
“Wh-Darrrrling…what’s that?” He whined again, squirming as your breath ghosted over his length.
“Something to make you behave, dear, now will you be a good boy?”
He gave no response, just another breathy whine. Emmet wasn’t one to beg because he was usually on the other side of this. You tsked again, but it wouldn’t be fun if he quickly gave in, would it? Your tongue darted out to wet your lips before taking his cock in hand, lips gently meeting the reddened tip. Featherlight kisses were placed, giving just enough touch to give him the semblance of pleasure.
Humming, you finally wrapped your lips around the head, gently sucking and enjoying the taste of the salty pre that was gushing out in waves. A groan left your lover as he resumed his writhing movements. He was going to go mad at this rate. He wanted to oh so desperately grab you and pin you down, to sheathe himself inside of your loving cunt, and to absolutely wreck it to the point there was no way you’d walk for a week.
Instead, he was left whining and squirming as you took your sweet time giving him a blowjob, never fully committing to it, but giving just enough to keep him teetering on edge. Emmet knew he looked a mess right now, but that was the least of his concerns. His only concern at the moment was the delicious heat of his lovers' mouths and how he wanted to fuck their throat so badly.
His wish was somewhat granted as you suddenly went slack-jawed and took all his length at once. He let out a choked noise, desperately rutting into your mouth. He was so so so close; he just needed a little more! You sucked hard, and he felt like he would be in heaven- yes, just a little more!
Except, he realized with a cold shock that he couldn’t. No matter how much his body was willing itself to release, the little ring wrapped snuggly around the base of his cock stopped anything from happening. Emmet let out a loud sob as you pulled off his dick with a lewd pop.
It was indeed a beautiful thing to see. Emmet, arms tied behind him, silver hair ruined and everywhere, his eyes clouded over with lust and frustration, tears pricking the corners. Drool escaped his mouth; teeth clenched as he stared at you with desperation.
“D-Darling.. love, please….” His voice was soft as he whined.
You only laughed and stood up, removing what was left of your clothes. Slick-filled panties tossed aside, cunt clenching around nothing. Positioning yourself on top of him, you sat atop his straining dick, grinding against it. He was constantly whining now, hips desperately trying to gain whatever friction they could.
“Will you be good now? If not, I might have to prep myself, and that’s no fun; your fingers fit so much better inside here, don’t you think?~” You accentuated your words by reaching down, fingers spreading the plush lips of your cunt. It clenched desperately onto nothing, slick dripping out and coating his dick.
That seemed to be his breaking point.
“I-I promise! I’ll be a good boy; I’ll be the best boy, pleasepleaseplease- please undo the ring, please let me fuck you! Darling, please- please let me cum, oh god, please-“ A mantra spilled from his lips as he begged and begged.
“Aw, well, since you asked so nicely….” You leaned forward, placing a gentle kiss against Emmet's lips. He desperately leaned into it, trying to deepen it, but you pulled back before he could- knowing as soon as you unlocked the cock ring and untried his arms, all control you had would be gone.
Reaching back, you clicked open the cockring, a groan leaving Emmet's lips. Then, you reached around under him, Silver eyes following your hands as they undid the fabric that had bound his arms. As soon as they were free, he pounced. You were quickly flipped over onto your back, pinned against the bed.
A feral glint was in Emmet's eyes as he stared you down. He grinned, sharp teeth glinting as his fingers found their way inside your cunt, stuffing in two, no time to be gentle. A gasp left your lips, back arching up off the bed as he finger fucked you relentlessly.
“You’re so pretty when you’re like this, Darling!~ Maybe next time I’ll tie you up and leave you on that vibe alllll day, hm?”
You could only squeal in response as his thumb came to bare down onto your clit, motions speeding up, forcing your first orgasm to crash over you. He didn’t stop there; oh no, he kept going- the pain of overstimulation bleeding into delicious pleasure. Soon his fingers were gone, quickly replaced by his thick cock.
You both moaned, ecstasy building rather quickly. Emmet, sensitive from being edged, and you sensitive from having just cum. He wasted no time, hips pistoning rapidly, chasing his high. You were merely along for the ride at this point, a second orgasm building rapidly.
“So good for me, love, so tight-“
His words fell on deaf ears as you succumbed to the blinding pleasure of a second orgasm. Juices and slick squirted everywhere, coating both of your bottom halves. Emmet was still far from done; he slowed for a moment, reaching to pick up the forgotten vibrator off the floor. In a flash, he clicked it to the highest setting and placed it directly on your sensitive bundle of nerves.
A scream left your throat as it ripped the third orgasm from nowhere, insides clenching harder than ever- driving Emmet to groan as he spilled inside, sticky cum coating the walls of your cunt. He didn’t seem to stop, a white ring forming around his dick as he stuffed you full. Turning off the vibe and tossing it aside, he stared down at his work before leaning over and placing gentle kisses on your lips and cheeks.
You could only whimper from the pain of being oversensitive but eagerly curled into his touch. Finally, he pulled out, admiring the hot spunk leaking from your cunt. He thumbed at it gently, pressing back inside your eager body. You could only whine and squirm at the pressure, breath hitching.
“Sorry, darling, I couldn’t help myself. You look divine like this. Would you like a bath, love?” His voice was soft now, and he massaged gentle circles into your thighs.
A soft mumble was the only thing you could muster as a response. How did you end up the more fucked out of the two? Oh well, it wasn’t like you were going to complain. With gentle ease, Emmet's arms looped under your legs and arms- picking you up and carrying you to the shared bathroom. It was a slight wait for the bathwater to warm up, but once it was of adequate temperature, you both settled in. Emmet sat behind you, humming a small tune as he pressed gentle kisses on your shoulder and back.
He cleaned the both of you off, making sure to be gentle and not aggravate your very sensitive privates. Getting out and drying off went by quickly, and you both snuggled into your favorite pair of matching pajamas and your way back to bed, snuggling under the covers.
“Thank you for that experience, darling; I’d be verrrry open to doing that again. Though, I’m getting you back for the cockring.” He said with a teasing tone in his voice.
“You mean making me cum nearly three times in a row wasn’t getting me back? You’re insatiable, Em.” You laughed, snuggling into his chest as arms came to wrap around you.
He only responded with a giggle, snuggling his head into the crown of your hair, both of you contentedly drifting off into peaceful slumber.