[He sits up when she climbs off of him and out of the bed to find that tie, and yeah. That will definitely work. That will so work and he kind of loves her even more for going along with this.]
Yeah. Come here. [Raleigh pulls her in and kisses her soundly, taking the tie from her fingers.]
If it's too much, you just tell me to stop, alright?
I'm sure I won't ask you to. [ Of course she'd go along with this -- they don't talk about often, but when they do, Mako's always sure to tell him that they could experiment, try things out with each other, and that he could always be honest with her about what he wants.
She lets him take the tie from her, beaming warmly at him before she obediently grasps headboard, deciding to make his work easier. Giving him a mischievous grin, she hums. ]
Maybe you could use an ice cube on me, too. I hear it's nice.
derp derp that's right, but it could've literally been any of them
[He hadn't thought of that actually and he'll go get a few from the fridge once he's done securing her wrists to the headboard, leaving her with a long kiss to tide her over while he's gone. Raleigh actually comes back with a few things to eat off her, because why not and he proceeds to do just that.
It's intoxicating to have Mako completely at his mercy, to know that she wants to touch him but can't and he can do whatever he wants, take his time with teasing her and she can't stop him. What a good game she thought of, they should definitely play it again and maybe he'll throw it next time, so she can return the favor and demand something of him.
He reaches up to untie her when he's done, when he's spent and sated and tired and content, holding her hands as he helps ease her arms down. She was tied there for a while, he can imagine that her shoulders are a little stiff.]
[ Oh, that's a wonderful end to the little game they've played, and Mako's wrists and arms are sore as hell when he finally releases her. Basking in the post-coital glow, she slumps back against the pillows, shoving her discarded clothes aside. She's too warm and content for it, and she's nuzzling against him, rolling her shoulders to test it out before she lazes.
Think it'd be sensible to wheedle a massage out of him?
Beaming, she's nuzzling into the crook of his shoulder with a soft sigh; it was fun, testing the boundaries, exploring each other and going farther than they ever did. Mako loves these sessions, when she learns more about him, and opens up to him at the same time. It's wonderful to be at his mercy, and soon, soon she's ask if he wants to be on the receiving end, too. ]
Exceptionally tired. [ Mako hums. ] And sore. I need a massage.
[It's totally sensible. Because he knows how long he had her tied there, and how she fought against it when he teased her, and she still didn't ask him to stop, she just went along with it and yes, for that, he will rub her shoulders.
Also because he loves her but you know. Details.
Raleigh runs his fingers along the back of her neck, and her shoulders, digging in slightly.]
Are you saying I finally found a way to wear you out?
[ Mako notes, appreciating the aches he gives her when she promptly limpets to him, curls into Raleigh. He always feels so good when he's pressed against her, and she doesn't waste a minute bring apart from him. ]
[If someone had told him five years ago that he would run out on his wedding, and end up falling in love with the pianist at the reception because she happened to be there when he was making his escape, he would've laughed. She's seven years younger than him, they don't really have that much in common, just are kindred spirits or something.
He likes that she doesn't expect anything of him. Not to propose on a timeline. Not to start a family right now. And that was really the problem with is former fiancee, she wanted things done on a schedule, college, wedding, baby and losing his brother really killed Raleigh's drive to play along with that.]
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you know i actually have no idea what verse this is set in
Yeah. Come here. [Raleigh pulls her in and kisses her soundly, taking the tie from her fingers.]
If it's too much, you just tell me to stop, alright?
c: musician-verse!
She lets him take the tie from her, beaming warmly at him before she obediently grasps headboard, deciding to make his work easier. Giving him a mischievous grin, she hums. ]
Maybe you could use an ice cube on me, too. I hear it's nice.
derp derp that's right, but it could've literally been any of them
It's intoxicating to have Mako completely at his mercy, to know that she wants to touch him but can't and he can do whatever he wants, take his time with teasing her and she can't stop him. What a good game she thought of, they should definitely play it again and maybe he'll throw it next time, so she can return the favor and demand something of him.
He reaches up to untie her when he's done, when he's spent and sated and tired and content, holding her hands as he helps ease her arms down. She was tied there for a while, he can imagine that her shoulders are a little stiff.]
You okay?
YES omg we are just dorks that way
Think it'd be sensible to wheedle a massage out of him?
Beaming, she's nuzzling into the crook of his shoulder with a soft sigh; it was fun, testing the boundaries, exploring each other and going farther than they ever did. Mako loves these sessions, when she learns more about him, and opens up to him at the same time. It's wonderful to be at his mercy, and soon, soon she's ask if he wants to be on the receiving end, too. ]
Exceptionally tired. [ Mako hums. ] And sore. I need a massage.
NO ITS THEM
Also because he loves her but you know. Details.
Raleigh runs his fingers along the back of her neck, and her shoulders, digging in slightly.]
Are you saying I finally found a way to wear you out?
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[ Mako notes, appreciating the aches he gives her when she promptly limpets to him, curls into Raleigh. He always feels so good when he's pressed against her, and she doesn't waste a minute bring apart from him. ]
Are you looking to wear me out, Raleigh?
so here comes the bomb
[If someone had told him five years ago that he would run out on his wedding, and end up falling in love with the pianist at the reception because she happened to be there when he was making his escape, he would've laughed. She's seven years younger than him, they don't really have that much in common, just are kindred spirits or something.
He likes that she doesn't expect anything of him. Not to propose on a timeline. Not to start a family right now. And that was really the problem with is former fiancee, she wanted things done on a schedule, college, wedding, baby and losing his brother really killed Raleigh's drive to play along with that.]
I need a night off sometimes. I'm getting old.