Moonstruck

Salamander walked around her bed, admiring Anshu from every angle. He was naked, bound, and spreadeagled, and the gold band around the base of his shaft was keeping him deliciously hard and pointing straight up. She was sorely tempted to just lower herself over him, like in their dream; he probably wouldn't even resist... much. But tempting as the idea was, she couldn't betray his trust that way. *Someday though, Sun-boya. Someday I'll finally wear away the stubborn Immaculate, and the pervert inside you will be only too happy to fuck me silly.*

She could tell through the bond that the thought thrilled him – though naturally he'd never, ever admit it. *Ah well, I've dallied enough. Time to play,* she thought with a wicked grin, and stopped at the foot of the bed, standing akimbo with her hands on her hips. She was, of course, completely nude. “Well, well. Look what I found sneaking around my neighborhood.”

“Release me, Anathema,” Anshu growled, tugging at the ropes holding him in place.

“Now, that's no way to talk to your hostess, Wyld Hunter. Especially one who's given you a room with such a wonderful view.” She ran her hands down her body, posing seductively. “Have you enjoyed it?”

She felt her bondmate's eyes follow her hands, drinking in every detail, felt his mouth go suddenly dry, and heard him answer, “No. I'll never succumb to your lures,” sounding as if he was trying to convince himself of that as much as her.

“Oh, really? Well, this Wyld Hunter says differently,” she grinned, leaning forward to stroke his cock, the tips of her fingers just barely brushing his hard shaft. He gasped, and her grin widened. “You like that, hmm? That's the least of what I can show you...” She crawled onto the bed and took hold of his cock in one hand. She lowered her mouth toward his tip, stopping just barely short of contact. “I could take your cock into my mouth, Wyld Hunter. You'd love it, I promise,” she said, her breath coming hot and quick against his shaft. “Please let me have a taste…”

“No!” he said desperately. “Let me go!”

“Perhaps you'd prefer it if I did this instead?” Salamander asked, squeezing his cock between her breasts and rubbing him up and down. When Anshu didn't answer, she chuckled. “I thought you would. As long as there's no penetration, it's okay, hm? Well, we'll see how long that lasts...” She crawled up over him until they were face to face, deliberately rubbing her body against his.

Anshu squeezed his eyes shut. He was aching with desire for her, and the press of her body against his was making it so very much harder to resist her temptations...

“By the time I'm finished with you, you'll be begging to fuck me,” Salamander breathed in his ear.

“N-never,” Anshu gritted out through clenched teeth.

“Yes, you will, Wyld Hunter. Yes, you will.” Salamander sat up with a smirk, straddling her bondmate. With his cock pressed flat against his body by her weight, she started to rub her clit along its hard length. “Can you feel how hot and wet my pussy is, pressing down on your cock?”

Anshu nodded jerkily, eyes still closed.

“Look at me,” she commanded. “Look at me, or I'll just take what I want right now.”

Anshu swallowed hard and opened his eyes.

“Good Wyld Hunter,” Salamander cooed at him, pressing down a bit more firmly. “Now, I was asking if you can feel how hot and wet I am.”

“Yes,” Anshu said hoarsely.

“And do you like they way it feels, with me rubbing against your cock like this?”

“... Yes.”

“Would you like it if I stopped rubbing and put your cock inside me?”

Anshu almost – almost – said “yes,” but caught himself just in time. *I mustn't. No matter how much I want to, I mustn't break my vows,* he thought desperately, and so he remained silent, but as he looked into her eyes, he could tell she already knew.

“All right, Wyld Hunter. I'll let you have it your way for now. This little game is fun enough that I'm willing to be generous.” Salamander arched her back and moaned softly, rubbing faster. “You're getting close, aren't you?”

“Yes,” Anshu half-groaned.

Salamander chuckled low in her throat. “Me too. I can't wait to break you completely...” In other circumstances the anticipatory note in her voice might have been disturbing and frightening, but with the absolute trust made possible by the bond, it was clear that there was no malice or hurtful intent, only love and desire.

Anshu groaned again.

*Oh, yes!* Salamander answered his wordless thought with one of her own, and their pleasure mingled and grew through the bond until they climaxed together; Salamander screamed as her back arched, and hot cream shot from Anshu's cock to splatter on his chest. Salamander leaned down to lick it up, then climbed off him with a smirk. “I'll leave you to imagine how much better that could have felt if you were inside me, Wyld Hunter. If I'm feeling generous, I'll be back later today.” Then she sat down on the bed next to him and slipped the ring from the base of his softening shaft, dropping out of the role she'd been playing. “Have fun?” she asked, wanting to hear him admit it even though she already knew the answer.

“I did,” her Solar answered as she untied the leather thongs holding him on the bed.

“Good,” she said, lying down next to him. Without thinking, Anshu put his arms around her, and she snuggled up close. “I know a nice, discreet bathhouse here in the city. How would you like to ambush me there tomorrow? Or would you prefer if I was the one doing the ambushing?”

She felt Anshu's answer before he said it: “No. I'd prefer privacy. We can go to a bathhouse, but...”

“I was going get us a private bathing area, if that'll change your mind...” she told him, but still he refused. *Oh well. One battle at a time,* she thought, idly tracing the muscles of his chest. *Someday...*