fic; Chained and Gagged
Title: Chained and Gagged
Pairing: Elle/Sylar
Prompt: Elle/anyone - ballgag and nipple clamps. Elle on the bottom please!
Rating: NC-17
Warning: The prompt should be warning enough.
Originally Posted: 3/15/2009 (here)
Chained and Gagged
He pushes the ball gag into her mouth and makes sure it's secure behind her teeth as he fastens the straps behind her head. A dark smile makes its way across his face as he admires the sight of the petite blonde rendered mostly silent.
With one hand, Sylar cups her chin, tilting it up so she could see his face. "You wanted this, Elle." She nods and he pushes her down onto the bed, flat on her back. He uses his telekinesis to pin her wrists down against the comforter of the bed.
He straddles her waist and his hands make quick work of her front clasp bra. Bending over, he takes one of her breasts in his mouth, lightly biting the pebbled nipple. She arches her body towards him, groaning at the feel of his mouth on her. He repeats the process with her other breast and her reaction is more of the same.
Reaching behind him, he produces the nipple clamps they had shopped for earlier. He waves them in her face teasingly before he clamps them on. Elle's eyes widen as the sensation. He ducks his head to leave kisses along her throat and down her chest, enjoying hearing her whimpers.
Sylar moves back to slide her panties down her legs and toss them aside where their clothes had wound up on the floor. Lifting up one of her legs, he kisses his way from her foot to her calf and then to her thigh. He finally finds himself at the apex of her thighs and he starts to slowly lick her. She struggles against her invisible bonds and groans loudly as her body quivers in arousal.
He takes his mouth away to slide a finger into her and isn't surprised when sparks erupt from her hands.
"Now now, not yet."
He continues to pump his fingers in and out of her, feeling her soak him. Just short of her coming in his hand, he pulls his fingers out. He takes the chain of the nipple clamps between his teeth and lightly pulls on it as he plunges his dick into her. A scream of pleasure muffled by the ball gag comes from Elle.
At first, his thrusts are slow as he gages her reaction. With no sign of pain, he starts thrusting at a steadier and slightly quicker pace. Each thrust coupled with the pull of the chain sends waves of pleasure into Elle's body. She bucks on the bed and sparks fly around the room.
His thumb brushes lightly over her clit and that pushes her over the edge. She squeezes her eyes shut as her body is wracked with an intense orgasm and blue electricity explodes in the room. He comes not soon after and gives one final powerful tug on the chain.
They both catch their breath and she lies still as he removes the clamps, gently massaging and kissing her nipples to ease any potential pain. His telekinetic hold on her gone, she pushes herself upright to undo the ball gag. Once the ball gag is discarded, she wraps her arms around his neck, bringing his lips down to hers.
He rolls over so she's lying on top of him. As she lays her head on his chest, she lets out a murmur he almost didn't detect. "Next time, we're using those on you."
Pairing: Elle/Sylar
Prompt: Elle/anyone - ballgag and nipple clamps. Elle on the bottom please!
Rating: NC-17
Warning: The prompt should be warning enough.
Originally Posted: 3/15/2009 (here)
Chained and Gagged
He pushes the ball gag into her mouth and makes sure it's secure behind her teeth as he fastens the straps behind her head. A dark smile makes its way across his face as he admires the sight of the petite blonde rendered mostly silent.
With one hand, Sylar cups her chin, tilting it up so she could see his face. "You wanted this, Elle." She nods and he pushes her down onto the bed, flat on her back. He uses his telekinesis to pin her wrists down against the comforter of the bed.
He straddles her waist and his hands make quick work of her front clasp bra. Bending over, he takes one of her breasts in his mouth, lightly biting the pebbled nipple. She arches her body towards him, groaning at the feel of his mouth on her. He repeats the process with her other breast and her reaction is more of the same.
Reaching behind him, he produces the nipple clamps they had shopped for earlier. He waves them in her face teasingly before he clamps them on. Elle's eyes widen as the sensation. He ducks his head to leave kisses along her throat and down her chest, enjoying hearing her whimpers.
Sylar moves back to slide her panties down her legs and toss them aside where their clothes had wound up on the floor. Lifting up one of her legs, he kisses his way from her foot to her calf and then to her thigh. He finally finds himself at the apex of her thighs and he starts to slowly lick her. She struggles against her invisible bonds and groans loudly as her body quivers in arousal.
He takes his mouth away to slide a finger into her and isn't surprised when sparks erupt from her hands.
"Now now, not yet."
He continues to pump his fingers in and out of her, feeling her soak him. Just short of her coming in his hand, he pulls his fingers out. He takes the chain of the nipple clamps between his teeth and lightly pulls on it as he plunges his dick into her. A scream of pleasure muffled by the ball gag comes from Elle.
At first, his thrusts are slow as he gages her reaction. With no sign of pain, he starts thrusting at a steadier and slightly quicker pace. Each thrust coupled with the pull of the chain sends waves of pleasure into Elle's body. She bucks on the bed and sparks fly around the room.
His thumb brushes lightly over her clit and that pushes her over the edge. She squeezes her eyes shut as her body is wracked with an intense orgasm and blue electricity explodes in the room. He comes not soon after and gives one final powerful tug on the chain.
They both catch their breath and she lies still as he removes the clamps, gently massaging and kissing her nipples to ease any potential pain. His telekinetic hold on her gone, she pushes herself upright to undo the ball gag. Once the ball gag is discarded, she wraps her arms around his neck, bringing his lips down to hers.
He rolls over so she's lying on top of him. As she lays her head on his chest, she lets out a murmur he almost didn't detect. "Next time, we're using those on you."