Patience

~Patience
By: Natashya
** Everything in this fic belongs to me, please don\'t plagarise!


You fix your deep blue eyes on mine, pleading with me as I watch you from across the room. I let my gaze linger on yours for a moment, and then I inspect your perfect body. For in your state of nakedness it is obvious that you are nothing less than perfect.

You search my gaze and lock it with yours again. Yes, I know you want me to come over there. You are always so impatient! Well, tonight I’m going to teach you to be patient.

I pick a few pieces of cloth from the table and make my way over. The cloth is soft and pliable, much like your skin. I really want to touch you, make love to you, but I have an important task at hand that I do not intend to ruin for momentary pleasure.

I give you a soft kiss, partly to tease and partly to try and justify my own need. As you try to deepen it I pull away, satisfied with the needy whimper that escapes your lips. I am in control now.

I push you back and set about securing you to the posts. You are still and quiet and make it easy for me – probably hoping I will yield in my decision. I am sorry, but tonight that is not an option. I have waited too long for this.

I proceed to your legs. You are still silent, although your slight shiver does not escape my senses. I am serious, and you know it.

I sit up and admire my work. Such a little masterpiece you are. Really, I mean that. Oh, God, I love you. No mushy stuff tonight though, I have too important a task at hand.

You won’t break if I touch you? You just looked so small and helpless there… fragile even. Oh, this is good. So good. I can do whatever I please and you can do nothing about it. Scream maybe. Should I gag you? No, that wouldn’t be much fun. You’ll need your ability of speech here.

\"Ohhhh… please!\" You struggle a bit, pretty useless really. Be careful there so you don’t hurt yourself baby.

\"Still…\" Will have to coax you a little, so I allow myself to run my hand along your chest. Mmmm… nice. Very nice. You shiver but your struggling stops. It better, keep on struggling and you know we will get nowhere. No, we are playing by my rules tonight.

\"Please.\" Your gaze is so intent, pleading. I shake my head, slowly, and you let out a little whimper. Oh God, you have to stop that honey. Or else I will gag you.

\"Patience, baby, patience.\" A frustrated groan is all I get in return. I don’t know if I should laugh, give in, or just continue on teasing you. You look really cute right now, do you know that?

I’ll have to continue on teasing, won’t I? You have to learn that things cannot always be your way. You’re a bit spoilt, you know. I guess it’s my entire fault, as well; I have been too good to you. You deserve it though, my little angel.

Your neck looks really tasty. Let’s pretend I’m a vampire, huh? Oh, if I was… I would suck you, you know. Your blood that is. No intention of sucking any other part of you right now. Honestly.

Mmmm… that neck of yours is tasty! I might suck just a little. Just your neck though, just your neck. Lovely. Oh, look, my hand found your nipple. Wonder if that is as tasty?

Course it is, all of you is tasty. That’s a good thing though. Usually. My mind is deserting me, fast. I have to pull back in order to collect my thoughts so that I can focus. Then I let my hand wander over your body again, though it is only allowed in the region between your chin and your belly button.

You are shivering now. I do not know if you are aware of it, but you are silently pleading with me. Your eyes are conveying so much need. It is one of these moments when I look real deeply and see your very soul laid bare before me. Offered to me. You love me, don’t you?

\"Please?\" You speak your thoughts.

I blink. I might take pity on you, if…

\"Please what?\" A bit of humiliation will help you learn, maybe?

Your face scrunch up. For a few moments I am afraid that I have lost your beauty, forever, and that the frown will never fade. Then you blink and your features soften once again.

\"Please, move just a little…\" You gasp.

I continue flicking my finger over your bellybutton, knowing you are finding it hard to concentrate. \"A little…?\" Say it baby.

\"Just a little… lower!\" The last word of your plea is a choked back scream, for you did not expect me to obey before you said the word, did you? You feel good.

You sigh and sink back into the bed, as my feather-light touch teases you further. Yes, I know how frustrating this is. You have done the exact same thing to me, remember? But that is when your rules go, tonight however, is my night. And I will make it my, your, our best night yet. Treasurable as the sapphires in your eyes it will be.

I dare a glance towards your face. Your eyelids are hiding the pools of truth, your lips slightly parted and swollen, a thin film of sweat covering you, the moon seeping in through the curtains reflecting in it to make you look like an angel. My angel.

I remove my hand and your eyes fly open in an instant. You lick your lips, swallow, but say nothing, just cock your head to the side and burn your gaze onto mine. That will not work sweetheart.

\"What?\" I try to sound innocent.

You blink, still saying nothing. Damn you, you know that persistence pays off, and that I will finally give in if you continue this. I cannot hold out for long against your pleading gaze, and I would very much like to meet anybody who can, because it is a very hard mission.

\"What do you want?\" I put a finger in my mouth and look at you, trying to distract you from what you are doing to me.

You blink again, still silent. Your face is as if made by stone, not conveying any feeling, but your eyes betray you and convinces me that it will not take much more to have you back to where you were pleading. I will not give in.

\"This?\" I run my wet finger along your shaft, rolling it in the pre-cum on the tip. \"Or this?\" I swirl swiftly around your perfect, swollen balls, and you gasp as I move behind them. \"Or this?\" I travel further back, teasing your craving entrance, but not giving in. My eyes have not left your face and I pick up on how your mask starts to break. You can end this onslaught, make it easy for yourself. I will not.

You try to push upward but I knew you would so I pull away too quickly for it to have any effect. You groan helplessly, frustrated, pulling on the restraints.

I rub your thigh gently. \"Easy, baby, easy.\" Sometimes I am afraid you will injure yourself, but I doubt you would be that stupid. I rather think you hope to scare me into releasing you so that you can take back control. Not tonight though, so you might as well stop trying.

\"Jesus! Oh, please…\" You wriggle a little more. I have you almost where I want you now. That’s good, a little further and you will be there.

\"Mmmm… please what?\" You look really cute when frustration is written all over your face, and since I am enjoying this thoroughly you might as well just give up on trying to make me give in. On your knees is where I want you, although not literally, and there will be no progression until you get there.

\"Ohhh!\" Tears are starting to build up in your eyes and I know that your need is becoming much stronger than your pride. That is right, just give in to it. I’ll be here to reward you for it, I promise. Trust me.

I stretch to retrieve the little blue and white tin from the bedside table, holding it within your view to tease. I roll it in my hand, playing with it suggestively. A few words, baby, and I will. Stop that silent pleading for you will get nowhere with it.

Do I need to spell it out for you or will you say it? I open the lid, put it away and swirl a finger around in the yellowish greasiness. \"So?\"

Do you want this, or do you not?

You blink back a few tears. \"Oh, please… just…\"

No roundabouts. \"Just what?\"

You look like you could burst any moment. Will you ever throw your pride away and just give in? If you were not so proud, we would already be there, you know.

\"Ohhh…\" You wriggle a little again, but your efforts are becoming much more futile. \"Please?\"

I shake my head. Name it, and I will. Don’t, and I will continue by my own rules.

I can almost see, nearly even hear, the walls tumble from around you. \"Fuck me…\" You are breathless.

\"You are sure?\" I am having too much fun to give in just yet.

\"Yes!\" It is clearly a cry of desperation from you, and it is seldom I get you towards this edge.

\"And?\"

You blink a few times, as if you do not understand my request.

I move my finger down again, teasing but not entering just yet. \"Was there nothing more?\"

You blink again, but I know it will dawn on you, I can see as it does. \"I love you…\" Your hoarse voice is barely even a whisper.

\"Sorry?\" I roll the tip of my finger along the outside of the circle; touching at nerve ends I am quite convinced you were never aware of yourself.

\"I love you.\" It is more convincing now. I give in.

You sigh as my fingers slip in, one after another. I am almost convinced that you could take my whole hand if you wanted, for you seem quite ready for this. Still, time is precious, and I do not waste it. That is why I have lots of time to spend on moments like this, times of preparation when you can smell the love in the tense air of the room. The times that imprint in my mind and are treasured there.

I withdraw and crawl up a little to kiss you. You deserve one, and I want one. You look quite triumphant now, even though you are still threading carefully. I still have control.

\"I love you too.\" You smile, and I know that if I were to repeat that line a million times over and over you would still get that blissful look about you every single time I did. It is like some magic line with which I can capture you, entrance you, and put you under my spell. And it only works because it is said with such truth behind it, a simple line that conveys much more complex feelings.

I move again. Now is not the time for a million mushy lines. I have a wish to fulfil, your wish, my wish, our wish. Your begging has finally paid off, and as we lay spent in each other’s arms I am quite sure that you have learnt your lesson. If you have not, well, I will have to repeat this until you do. Although, of course, I might just do that anyway…

THE END