“Such a good boy. I think you deserve a little reward, don’t you?” Ryn tilts my chin up with one finger, and I nod as if on command. She smiles, and my heart aches, the bittersweet pang quickly turning to an excited thrum as she rolls her hips and holds her hands behind her back, thrusting her perfect tits close enough to lick. “Shadow Shibari? Use your shadows to tie me up and use me like a flesh-light?”
My jaw drops open at her suggestion, and I quickly reach for her waist, but she shakes her head and tuts.
“No hands, Seth. I want to use you, too.”
Does she want it this way because she thinks it’ll be less intimate? I clear my throat and quickly push that thought away. Because even if thatisthe reason for this request—which would fucking hurt, let's be real—current Seth wants to fucking try it out, preferably without crying.
I nod and send shadows out to wrap around her hands, pulling them together behind her back and looping the shadow in knots down the length of her arms. She sucks in a sharp breath as I send more shadows to circle her chest, quickly knitting them together in a Takatekote pattern that frames her perfect tits like the works of art they are. Finally, I wrap her thighs with shadow replicas of my hands,and dig them in, partially hoping that she’ll leave here later marked with the proof that at least for a little while, she was mine.
Using my shadows to lift her up, I watch as she bites her lip, her eyes on fire with heated desire. Holding her so that just my tip is inside her, I interlock my fingers and fold my arms behind my head. My abs flex with the movement, and her nostrils flare as she tries to roll her hips, to no avail.
This might have been a mistake on her part, because now that we’re here and I have her tied up and weeping for me, I’m not inclined to rush to the finish line. A smirk tugs my lips to the side, and her eyes widen slightly, right before I send out another shadow to pulse against her clit. Ryn moans, deep and throaty, and my cock throbs in response.
She wiggles against her bonds, and I tsk at her. “Naughty, love. You can’t help it, though, can you? That pretty cunt is dripping for me, isn’t it?”
Ryn’s eyes flare with hunger, and she nods vigorously, “Yes. I’m a slut for you, Seth. I need you to use me, baby. Please.”
With a groan, I send little pulses out through all of my shadows, creating a vibrational effect via her bonds as I slam into her greedy cunt. She clamps down hard, crying out as her walls flutter around me. I huff as pleasure makes colors dance behind my orbs, and use my shadows to help set a brutal pace, thrusting up to meet her, obscene wet slaps ringing out through the room.
She screams my name and then mumbles incoherently as I increase the vibration, watching with satisfaction when her eyes roll back. “That’s right, love. You take this psychopomp cock so well. Such a pretty little Reaper slut.” She sobs, nodding her head frantically as her walls clamp around me.
“You’re mine, Ryn. This pussy ismine, and I’m going to fill you up until you can fucking taste it.” My voice is shaky, and I tighten my fingers where they’re interlocked behind my head.
“Yes!Please, Seth!” Her voice trembles as her body shakes, and she gasps as the first fervent spurts of my release fill her quivering cunt. She sags against the bonds, and I thrust up into her a few more times, dragging it out as long as possible. I blink when she smiles at me dazedly, and a sinking sensation replaces the high of my orgasm. Because past Seth was a fuckingassholefor thinking I could handle what’s about to happen.Fuck.
I swallow around the lump in my throat and fold Ryn into my arms, letting my shadows dissipate as she nuzzles into my chest. I need to get the fuck out of here before I start bawling like a little bitch—before she comes back to reality and asks me to leave. Gods, I don’t know if I can handle that right now. My orbs sting, and I gulp down a ragged breath.
“I can go—j-just give me a minute? Just one minute, please.” I don’t recognize my voice, but I’m distantly proud that I managed to speak words at all.
Ryn pulls back, and I want to fucking scream because that wasnoteven close to a minute.
“Go?” Her voice is small and hurt, and I pause. What thehellis happening?
“Didn’t you just…” My throat squeezes shut so I cough and try again, “Didn’t you just break up with me?”
“What? No! I just told you I need you and I couldn’t leave!” Her voice is shrill, and hope surges violently in my chest.
I squint and replay our conversation, “Not to argue with you—because please, don’t break up with me—but no, you definitely didnotjust say that.”
She rolls her eyes and pulls me back into a fierce hug, “Well, that’s what I meant.”
I glance down at the top of her head and wrap my arms around her tightly. It doesn’t feel great to think about how close I was to getting dumped, but it does feel pretty nice to know that she cares about me too much to actually do it. I guess. Although maybe current Seth needs to step up for once and not leave future Seth a devastated, anxious mess.
“Ryn, I—I meant what I said. I’m like,reallyserious about you.” I draw in a steadying breath and continue, “If you don’t feel the same, I think maybe—I think…”
“I do! I do feel the same.” She looks up at me with her big, bright grey eyes and pleads, “Please, don’t finish that sentence. I got scared, and I acted like an asshole. I’m sorry.” Her arms tighten around my back, and the tension in my body subsides with the sincerity of her words.
She kisses me sweetly, a complete contrast to her earlier kisses, and whispers against my lips, “I—I’m pretty sure that I’ve fallen in love with you, Seth.”
My orbs flare, and shadows burst from the lower half of my body, wrapping around us and swirling as my heart does little backflips in my chest. I swallow thickly and tenderly wrap my hands around Ryn’s beautiful face, dropping a kiss to her waiting lips. An ethereal tear breaks free and leaks from one of my orbs as I lean my forehead against hers, because more than even her magnificent fucking words, the vulnerability she’s giving me—after the concerns she voiced about being afraid to be vulnerable—it’s a fucking gift.
“I’m ass-clenchingly certain that I’ve fallen in love with you, Ryn.”
One of her delicate brows arches in question as a wide grin transforms her beautiful face. “Ass-clenchingly certain, huh?”
At my nod, she breathes a chuckle against my lips, and I smile as I explain, “Yeah, love is fucking terrifying, babe. I can’t help how my ass decides to act in moments of intense emotion.”
“Seth, I love you, but please stop talking.” She smiles against my lips and silences me with a kiss that I don’t hesitate to deepen. The memory of Ryn licking my tears flashes tantalizingly through my mind, the imagery much more erotic now that I know she loves me, but it vanishes just as quickly when she clenches purposefully around my rapidly hardening cock.
