Imagine sitting on top of your favourite character in bed. Their arms are above their head, wrists tied up together. Without any clothing on they lie there, bare and fully exposed to you, in more ways than physical. Their hair is a mess and so are they in general, eyes dark with desire and half-lidded as they watch you with a pleading look. Their face is all red and body sweaty and they’re already growing desperate for you to do something, anything, but they try to be good and stay quiet, letting you do as you please.
You press your lips to theirs and let your tongue slip into their mouth as you completely dominate the kiss. The obey and respond with vigour, barely holding back at all. You bite and pull their lower lip and they moan, arching against you as you run your hands over their naked form. You kiss their cheeks lovingly, peck their lips and move to their jawline and neck, nibbling the skin gently. You leave light marks on your way down and you notice how fast and heavy F/C’s breathing is, how they squirm under you as you stroke them with your hands everywhere but not where they want you the most.
You move down, playing with their nipples, twisting them with your fingers and licking, feeling F/C shudder under you, their legs shifting as they try to find relief from their arousal. You keep moving down, kissing, licking and touching until finally your face is between F/C’s legs. They watch attentively as you kiss their thighs, bite them and leave marks, but you still don’t touch their crotch, not giving them what they want even as you stroke their legs and stomach with your hands.
F/C arches as though trying to get your attention to where they want it to be, but you avoid touching them there and keep teasing them on purpose. They squirm too much and you tell them to stay still as you press a hand against their stomach to hold them down. What you receive in response is a long needy whine and them asking you, “Please touch me… please, I want it so much, I want you, I need you to touch me.”
They keep begging you and finally you decide to have mercy on them. You spread their legs and use your mouth to pleasure them, receiving a shriek of surprise and delight in response. You use a hand to stroke them and finger them and everything is too intense for F/C so it doesn’t take long until they come, completely incoherent by the time it happens. They writhe and buck against you wildly while repeating your name nonstop until their orgasm subsides and you stop touching them.
You untie them and they hug you and pull you close to their sweaty and flushed body. They still breathe heavily as they give you a sloppy kiss on the lips and then smile happily at you. “Thank you, it felt great,” they tell you with sparkling eyes. They yawn and you notice how tired they look. “I’m exhausted,” they say, confirming your thoughts. “I’d like to nap a little.”
You agree that it’s a good idea and help them get comfortable, deciding to lie next to them as well. You stroke their hair gently while they fall asleep next to you, very tired and very content with what you’d done to them.