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Grell groaned as he felt William moving on the bed again, releasing the rope at his shoulder. Hands set upon his slender hips-he was so proud of that-lifting them upwards. He wanted to press back into Will's solid body, feel that glorious arousal against his backside as he slowly writhed his hips into it, coaxing the other inside. He wanted to reach back and feel the hand on his hip, and grasp the sheets with the other hand as he was entered. But he couldn't do either of those things. All that he could do was wait, and fidget with the ropes that his fingers could touch as he panted amorously. His face against the damp sheets, he glanced back along the length of his back where he could see his superior.
William's hair was disheveled, a far cry from his slicked back style. Sans his glasses, his expression was really quite different. His strict and time-conscious boss had been replaced with his careful and yet merciless lover. That lover was right now dipping his fingers back into the tin at the bedside, slicking down his own arousal now, which Grell could not see. He licked his lips as if in the memory of its taste, cursing his own body for being so willful all on its own. If he could be more patient, he could have pleased his lover first. He yelped in surprise as the rope connecting his hands to the back of the harness was grabbed tightly, holding his shoulder down. “W-Will... Ohhh...!” His complaint became a groan as he felt those slick fingers traveling along the rope between his cleft again. Down they went, all the way to the back of his sac, rubbing teasingly before they moved back up.
When they reached the top again, just under the small of his back, they slid between the ropes. Trailing his fingers down, he opened the lines. The next thing that Grell felt was the head of his superior's length nudging at his well-prepared entrance. He tensed his jaw, nearly holding his breath as each wonderful inch sank slowly into his very welcoming body. When William was all the way inside of him, he felt the older man's breath heavy on the back of his neck, and his fingertips pressed against the dark-haired one's solid stomach. There he could feel his racing pulse and slightly trembling muscles, very similar to his own body right now. Lips curled into a wide smile, eyes half-opening. William felt that good inside of him, hm?
“Ah...hah..!” He moaned as Will moved back slowly, testing the strength and give of the rope as he used it to keep Grell in place. He was apparently satisfied by it, for as he thrust forward again he pulled back on the ties he held, pulling the younger Shinigami's body back into his own. Grell cried out, ever so grateful for this mercy. He himself could not move back to meet each thrust, so William had found a way to do it for him. He felt useless like this-unable to do anything more than moan and scrape the tips of his fingers futile against Will's stomach as he thrust powerfully into him. Useless, and maybe even a little used.
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He felt William's stomach tense at that, as the other seemed to falter in his rhythm for a moment. A low groan passed his superior's lips, shuddering with monitored breath. The plea had more of an effect than he thought it would on Will, who regained his momentum-with twice the enthusiasm. “Oh! A-Ah, William~!” Grell's voice rose to new heights as he cried out his lover's name. The ropes bit into his already tender flesh tightly, the silk pinching without burning or cutting into it. Every thrust earned the dark-haired one a breathless or a full-throated moan now, and he let go of the rope that he had been holding apart. The silk closed in again, on either side of this thrusting length. It was as snug as his lover's body, and every time he pulled the other back into him for another thrust it tightened slightly. He slid between the rope and into Grell's tight, hot body easily, driven by the other's desperate plea moments ago.
His now free hand traveled around to slide up along one sweat-slick thigh, moving slowly upwards until his fingers closed around Grell's aching arousal. “Mnn!” Grell's body tensed as he whimpered, wishing he could thrust into that blissful hand. William stroked him in time with his thrusts, lips brushing against his ear as he whispered. “Such a selfish doll you are...” He teased. The timbre of his voice sent chills down along Grell's spine, and he felt his body nearing its limit.
“W...William...!”
“Go ahead...” Came the deep reply. And so Grell gave in to his own base desire, untrained and passionate. His body shuddered had as he came into his superior's hand, sending his seed spilling over those wonderful fingers as well as the sheets below him, an his own chest and stomach. William held his own stamina much better it seemed, and once Grell had reached his climax, he replaced that hand to the redhead's hip. The rope tugged and pulled, his body jolted with each thrust, sweat soaked the sheets below him, William's breath was on his heated skin, and his own breath was limited by the web of sinfully soft rope across his chest. Just as Grell was beginning to think he might go insane, or regain his own arousal, from the many sensations, he felt William's stomach trembling again above his fingertips.
Grell groaned as he felt the other come at last, feeling a trickle of the hot and sticky substance slide down his inner thigh as William rode out his climax. He folded over the younger Shinigami, their faces close enough to share breath again as they both came down together from their game. When their racing hearts had calmed down a little, Will skilfully untied the knots that he had tied, loosening the rope enough to go suddenly slack. Grell collapsed onto the bed, his entire body throbbing with renewed blood flow. Each indentation from the ropes sent sharp pangs along the lines. He flexed his wrists slowly, curling his fingers as he brought them up in front of him. Rolling slowly onto his back, he looked up to the dark-haired Shinigami, who was bracing himself on his arms above him.
Reaching up, he pulled the other down into a long, slow kiss. They were both gasping for air when it broke, and their lips still brushed when Grell whispered: “Next time... Tie them tighter.”
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Seriously, I love anybody who could appreciate shibari enough to write about it in such detail. ♥ Your characterization of them is so spot-on, too. It was absolutely WONDERFUL. This made my night.
And even though it's a little touch, I think that the red rope totally made it for me. I love shibari done with red rope~ You are truly an anon after my own heart.
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I HEART YOU ANON WRITER *glomps*
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Grell truly is too beautiful for his own good, especially with the red marks left on his white naked body *-*
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