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Edge pt 2

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"You bastard," Barney snaps. He should have known all along that this wasn't Sarah. Nope, this is exactly Ted's kind of game. Ted knows exactly when to back off, exactly when to start playing with him again. Ted knows, to the microsecond, when Barney's balls tighten and his orgasm is only a breath away.

Ted's had enough practice after all. He's an expert at playing with Barney's body. Trouble is, he gave up that right when he agreed to move in with Robin. There would be no more secret fucking - it was too much of a risk that Robin would find out. And besides, Ted's in love, isn't he?

As if reading his mind, Ted speaks. "I'm not moving into Robin's place. We decided… I decided. We're not ready. I'm not ready."

Barney can't help but grin.

"Oh shut up!" Ted grumbles, and begins to jerk his fist with quick, dirty little movements that bring Barney to the edge even harder and faster than before.

To the edge, to that warm, beautiful edge, but no further. Then Ted leaves him for that all important second, just enough to deny him his orgasm, while Barney desperately tries to wiggle free of the bench he's tied to, tries to stab his quivering erection against something, anything solid. Then, when the moment has passed, Ted's hand is back with that steady, rough pressure once more.

Barney can do nothing except moan and beg for the mercy he knows Ted is never going to give him.

After maybe half an hour (it's difficult to judge time, Barney feels like he's choking on every damn second of it), he feels like something's shifting and changing. Even though Ted's touch is tentative, a tiny tugging motion, Ted doesn't stop or pull away as Barney's moans get louder. Gradually, as time stretches out, Barney's spine arches off the bench, his body contorts in ways he never thought possible. Slowly it feels as if his whole body is taking one long, deep breath, drawing in, shrinking around his throbbing erection. Then there's a sharp sensation, a pain/pleasure point, and he comes in a rush so hard that he's pretty sure they should reclassify his dick as an offensive weapon.

Later, when he can think again and his mouth is dry and his eyes feel gritty, Ted whips off the blindfold. Barney's gratified to see a pearlescent smear decorating the sleeve of Ted's sweater and he can't resist shooting his mouth off, even though Ted's only just untying him. "So, if you've split up with Robin, does that mean she's fair game for the rest of us?"

When Ted looks down at him, there's something fiercely serious in his eyes. "We haven't split up. And if you ever touch Robin, I swear I'll never speak to you again."

This shuts Barney up for a while until Ted's manages to untangle the ropes or whatever he used to tie him down. Finally, when Barney can finally move his dead-weight arms and flex some life into them he asks "But me and you, Mosby? We're still gonna hook up, right?"

He wishes it didn't make him feel so pathetically, gratefully relieved when Ted merely smiles and says "Sure, buddy, of course we are."