Unlikely Place of Comfort

Simon lay on the bed, his curly blond locks splayed out on the pillow under his head. His arms were hand cuffed above his head by the head board of the bed he was on; his muscles showing as he struggled to get his wrists free.

"You're going to hurt yourself." I said with a small amount of concern.

His wide blue eyes shot in my direction where I stood looking down at him beside the bed. His eye brows moved together in a confused expression, his pink and luscious lips moved as he spoke, "What are you planning, Elenore?"

I grinned at him as my eyes traveled down his naked torso that showed his increased breathing and fear; or was that excitement? His jeans hung low on his waist. I had left them on because it made things 'fun'. "I'm planing something devious."

I looked back up to his face and saw him blushing. "Y-your not going to hurt me..." Simon stated, knowing very well that I wouldn't.

"I don't need to harm you to torture you." I chuckled before untying the robe I had on.

Simon turned his head away, like the good buy I knew he was, as I let the robe fall off my body. All I had on were a simple pair of black underwear on with purple lace and a bra to match. I moved onto the bed and stratled his stomach.

I ran my hands up his chest and arms before touching his wrists, "They're not hurting you are they?"

"What?" Simon asked breathlessly, he probably couldn't think with my boobs in his face.

I moved back so i could look him in the eyes, "You know I can't stand to harm you."

Simon grinned, "No, they don't hurt."

"Good." I whispered before leaning down to capture his lips with mine. I felt the 'pop-rocks' feeling on my lips again as his soft lips touched mine. I moved one of my hands to run through his blond locks as I curiously ran my tongue across his bottom lip, wondering if the feeling would intensify.

Indeed it did, and it made my heart race as Simon gasped and opened his mouth to mine. Our tongues touched timidly at first, before it became a war in our mouths. Every touch sent different sparks and chills that made me want Simon more and more. Simon turned away with a gasp for air, but I couldn't stop as I relished in knowing I caused him such pleasure. I kissed his cheek and ran my tongue across and down to his neck where I bit him lightly causing him to moan quietly.

My hands moved down his chest as my lips followed slowly, licking at his collar bone and down to his nipples. As I took one in my mouth Simon let out a groan and moved his chest up to meet my lips. My hands continued downward as I began to unbutton his jeans.

As I sat up and unzipped his pants, Simon squirmed, "What if mom comes home early."

I grinned as I hooked my fingers in his pants and pulled them down with his boxers, "I guess she'll wonder why your naked and cuffed to the bed; but don't worry about it, she wont be home for another two hours, right?"

Simon just blushed and nodded as I threw his clothes on the floor. I moved between his legs and ran my hands up his thighs and he continued to squirm, but I think it was more from wanting to be free of his hand cuffs than anything else. I lightly ran my fingers up his throbbing member before I gently grabbed it and began moving my hand up and down his shaft,ever so slowly with little pressure. His breathing increased and his hips moved up trying to create more friction.

I moved forward, one hand holding down his hips, as I leaned down and licked up his cock and sucked at the tip. Simon shivered, "Oh!" Simon let out a loud, cracked, moan at the attack. Even so I continued to lick him and run my hand up and down his length until he was panting and moaning loudly.

I moved away and Simon looked like he had been forced to run a hundred mile race: His face was red, his whole body was covered in sweat and his wrists were starting to turn pink from the cuffs. I sighed in defeat and crawled back onto his stomach. "I guess these are going to have to come off."

One by one I unlocked the cuffs and he moved his wrists down and messaged them while I threw the cuffs on the floor. Before I could turn back to him, I felt his hands run up my back and unfasten my bra. As I turned to look back at him, he laid on the bed with a sheepish smile on his red face. I let the fabric fall off my shoulders, reveling my breasts, before leaning down and kissing him a little harshly.

"You're not so shy now, are you Simon?" As I said this, his hands went up my bare back once again, but only to move forward and grab my breasts.

I groaned at the contact and moved to sit up as he sat up to lick up my neck, sending shivers down my spine. As we moved, I felt his hardness press against my underwear and I couldn't help but move against him. We both let out a groan at the contact. I moved to lay on my back and he watched as I took off my underwear, and once it was off he was immediately between my legs. His hands ran up to cup my breasts while he licked over one of my nipples, making me moan and move my hands up his back. Simon continued to lick, suck, and nip at my breasts until I felt my own face began to turn hot with a blush. I moved by legs, trying to calm the harsh ache between my legs, but Simon was in the way.

That's when I pushed Simon back onto the bed so that I was back on top. With on hand on the mattress I steadied myself as I rubbed against him.

"Elenore!" Simon moaned loudly as he moved with my rhythm.

I chuckled, "Oh, come on Simon," I groaned and had to make him stop moving, "We haven't even gotten to the good part yet."

I leaned back and used my hand to help guide him to my entrance, before I began to sit down, pushing him inside of me. I exhaled as I felt him stretch me just enough to cause me pleasure. Simon sat back up, leaning back on his arms, I mimicked him and we began to move our hips in a mixed rhythm. Slow and messy, wanting nothing but the pleasure that both of us could receive from each other. Something began to build inside of me and I lost the strength in my arms, and fell back on to the bed. Simon followed and moved above me, and he never stopped thrusting into me. A steady rhythm that wasn't fast enough. It was like he was torturing me now.

I looked up and my heart skipped a beat and I had to remember to breath properly:his blond hair was stuck to his face from the sweat that made his pale skin glisten, his beautiful face was red and contorted in pleasure as he looked down at me. My pleasure suddenly increased ten-fold at the sight, "M-more Simon, go faster." I moaned.

Simon laid his head on my shoulder as he began to go faster, the pleasure rising for both of us with each thrust. I could hear his moans and panting near my ear where his head lay, and it only made the situation hotter. His hands moved to my hips and his back arched up as his movements became so rapid, that all I could do was hold on to the bed sheets and hang on to my sanity.

"Oh God, oh God!" I heard someone chanting, that someone was me. As my climax came closer I found that I couldn't even form words. Then the pleasure that had been tightening in my stomach released, causing my muscles to spasm and my breath to catch, my vision became blank for a split second, before I relaxed. Simon thrust into me a couple of more times before he too tensed up, his hands squeezing my sides as he released his warm liquid inside of me. I couldn't help but moan at the feeling.

Then he relaxed on top of me, I didn't mind his weight. I wrapped my arms around him and sighed, "I was suppose to be on top."

Simon giggled, "Sorry, maybe next time."

I sat up and Simon rolled over on the bed. I looked at him with a wide grin, "Next time, huh?"

Simon blushed and I leaned down to give him a sloppy kiss. "Okay then, next time, at my place."

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