"So impatient." Like she hadn't been edging him for the last hour. Night Sky hummed as she rifled through her drawers and shelves of toys.
"Question is — do I leave the toy in and ride you, or take it out and fuck you. Really is a tough decision." And she was purposefully agonizing over it.
"I mean... both are enjoyable." She laughed. After a moment she seemingly decided and sauntered over, brandishing the now familiar collar before she moved to place it around his neck and give a teasing tug on the chain, leaning down to kiss him.
"Think I'll ride you first. Fuck you later when you get your energy back." She purred. "Now get comfortable, baby."
"Sounds good. You should... Tie me up again. Or something."
Normally he doesn't bother asking for something he wants, but he's getting more comfortable with Night Sky in that way, and he was a good boy, after all.
He lays back on the bed, getting comfortable as instructed.
Night Sky was more than willing to indulge, of course, but his 'or something' had her considering a bit.
She moved to straddle his thighs, settling just below his dick while she tossed the little remote for the vibrator up and caught it. "Can I try something, baby?" She asked. "I have this... ability I don't use, and I think it would be a good trust exercise. Or, at the very least, might make it easier for you to be more open." She explained. "It's like... hypnosis. I give a command and you're compelled to listen."
A look of surprise flashed across her features. "Really? Well shit, baby. Okay!" The sudden swell of warmth in her chest did not go unnoticed. He really trusted her that much? She could have cried.
It took a moment for her to compose herself and focus, tapping into that specific well of magic she hadn't touched in a long time. Her eyes flashed from that bright green to a deep amber, her voice sing-song and honey sweet in his ears even if she was technically speaking normally still. "Tell me how you want me to tie you up." She offered, her command simple to start to see if he obeyed. "Behind your back, above your head—" etcetera.
Finnick nods. Of course he trusts her that much. She's given him absolutely no reason not to. He can't imagine her taking advantage of him in any universe. Plus, he likes when she tells him what to do.
He watches her intently as she focuses on the magic, and then she starts speaking like... Well, he imagines this is what a siren sounds like, which turns him on in itself, because that's fucking cool.
He always said he'd let a siren kill him, so it's no surprise that her wiles work on him right away, his eyes lidding with the soothing sweetness of her voice.
The bit of hesitation and anxiety that would usually crop up from such a question is much smaller now, and he only hesitates half a second before responding.
"Good boy." She purred, tugging on his collar to lift him up enough for her vines to set to work, winding tight around his wrists to yank his arms behind his back and tie them tight as he requested. She released her grip on the collar and let him drop back down to lie on the bed, admiring him with a smile. Her voice remained that same sing-song siren call.
"Beg for me." She knew she didn't need to hypnotize him for that, but it was fun anyway. Night Sky turned the vibrator on again, increasing the intensity slowly while her free hand stroked along his cock. "Tell me how badly you want me, baby."
Finnick hums a satisfied sound at the praise; if telling her what he wants will earn him praise, it might be easier to work past his issues than he thought. He clasps his elbows behind his back as the vines circle and tighten them in place, which turns him on further. At this point, his erection is painful, and he gasps a moan as she touches it.
"Mmh, so badly..." He squirms beneath her, his hips rutting upward into her hand, mind beginning to feel hazy from the hypnosis. "I need you, love... I'm aching for you... Please."
Her touch was feather-light as her fingers stroked upward, smearing precum leaking from the head or his cock down his shaft when her hand descended again. Tempting as it was to tease him further, she offered him a brief reprieve so she could scoot upward and align herself, the head of his cock easily pressed inside her when she lowered herself down; slick and aroused and wanting.
The toy was flipped to full vibration as she eased herself down, enveloping him in that warmth he knew so well now. Night Sky curled a finger into the ring of his collar and pulled it tight. "You love being my little fucktoy, don't you, baby."
Finnick shivers violently as she teases his cock, and moans as she finally pierces herself with it. The warm wetness of it begins to relieve his ache, sends a rush of euphoria through him. Now to try not to come within thirty seconds is the goal.
He moans again, biting his lip and arching his back as she pulls on the collar. Fuck. Fuck, she's good.
"I do. Use me, baby, use me up." He wants to be a tool for her pleasure and nothing more. Not that she'd let him actually be that and only that, which is why he wants it from her specifically.
"Oh, I intend to, sweetness." She hummed, tongue rolling hungrily across her teeth like she was eyeing a delicious meal when she looked down at him. Tied up, hypnotized, half-choked by the tug upon his collar. At her mercy entirely — how fucking pretty he was like that.
Settled fully in his lap, cock buried to the hilt, she rolled her hips in slow circles, easing up only the tiniest bit before sliding down again. She really didn't need to torture the poor guy, but there was something so delightful in watching him writhe under her.
The way she looks at him like he's prey, the way she teases him... It drives him insane in the best way. He's all breathy moans and squirming, his head swimming and hazy as he stares into those deep red eyes, unable to look away.
"Please-" he whispers, unsure what he's even begging for at this point. Something, anything.
"Stay still." She said, hand shifting from his collar to palm his chest insistently. "Be a good boy for me."
With that, she started moving in earnest; rising up to the point he nearly slipped free of her and then slamming down again, fingers curling into his chest to leave little red lines in their wake. Night Sky moaned wantonly, head thrown back in pleasure. She kept the toy in him on high and tossed the remote so she could slip her hand between her thighs and work her clit.
He nods, feeling his body still before he even has a chance to think about it, as though it took her direction instead of his own. In fact, he finds he can't really move now even if he tries. He's just a helpless participant as she fucks him, watching her and releasing loud moans of his own. She looks so beautiful in the throes of pleasure. He can't believe this woman is his.
"I love you... My goddess..." He breathes between moans, already getting dangerously close. It's fine, he'll just insist that she continue to use whatever part of him she likes until she gets off too.
She could feel his cock twitching inside her, her own muscles aflutter around the shaft. Night Sky continued to ride him; continued circling her clit and seek her own release — and if she didn't before he finished, well, she had plenty of options.
"Mmn. I love you too, baby. You're so good to me." She purred the words between moans of her own, shuddering with a particularly good strike of his cock inside her. "You can come — just know I won't be done with you even if you do."
"As you-- as you shouldn't be," he gasps between catching breaths. He tries to last a little longer, but under a minute later his climax sneaks up on him, muscles tensing against the ropes as he spills seed up into her.
"Ah, fuck--" his eyes close as he tilts his head back. After all the edging, the orgasm is long and intense, flooding his brain. He goes limp afterward, his muscles spent from trying to contain himself all evening.
Night Sky slowed her bouncing, landing in his lap as he came, the flood of warmth making her moan and twitch around his pulsing cock. She sighed, settling there with her fingers still rolling over her clit for a few seconds longer.
Soon enough she was moving again, letting his softening cock slip free of her so she could shimmy up and hover over his face. Hopefully he wouldn't mind a little taste of himself. "Mouth open, baby."
Finnick obeys with a moan; it's obvious that even if he wasn't mind-controlled he would do this without hesitation. He opens his mouth widely and licks up into Night Sky, tasting a mixture of her juices, her sweat, and his own come. He arches his back to press himself into her as much as possible, performing the tricks he already knows she likes best. He lets out another groan as he sucks on her clit, flicking his tongue over it.
He didn't need to arch much, not with how Night Sky pressed herself down into his face, spreading slickness across his nose and chin and lips, already so close to climax it would not take much to push her over the edge.
"Hah... baby, I hope that ass is ready for me next." She warned as her body shook, thighs pressed hard against his temples as she peaked.
He moans again as her thighs shake around him, enjoying her climax probably almost as much as she is. He continues to lick at her gently through it, then looking up at her with lidded, dazed eyes and nodding. Yes, his ass basically belongs to her at this point. Anyone else will have to get in line.
Night Sky sighed and lingered for a few seconds longer before she finally rolled off him, settling beside him for a moment to catch her breath. By now, her voice had returned to normal; her eyes that bright green. She leaned down to kiss him.
"Tied up still?" She figured yes, but she may as well ask, pushing on his shoulder to roll him onto his stomach.
"Mmm... Yeah." Getting railed with his face pressed into the mattress sounds great. He kisses her back and rolls over, struggling to get his knees under him without using his arms.
Despite domming him stupid all night, Night Sky took a moment to help him adjust, a pillow shoved under his hips to keep them elevated, bindings tested to assure they hadn't shifted uncomfortably. Only once she was sure he was settled did she grab her strap and the accompanying toy — smaller this time around, mercifully.
She slotted it into place, buckled herself in, and took up position behind him, the still vibrating toy finally shut off and grasped so she could slowly remove it. "Oh, deep breath, baby." She warned as she pulled it free and set it aside to be dealt with later. Her fingers, nice and lubed, pressed into the nicely stretched hole. "Try not to pass out on me, sweetness. I want to hear you moan for me."
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"Question is — do I leave the toy in and ride you, or take it out and fuck you. Really is a tough decision." And she was purposefully agonizing over it.
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The perfect good boy answer! Give this man a treat!
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"Think I'll ride you first. Fuck you later when you get your energy back." She purred. "Now get comfortable, baby."
mind control this mf
Normally he doesn't bother asking for something he wants, but he's getting more comfortable with Night Sky in that way, and he was a good boy, after all.
He lays back on the bed, getting comfortable as instructed.
Heard, chef.
She moved to straddle his thighs, settling just below his dick while she tossed the little remote for the vibrator up and caught it. "Can I try something, baby?" She asked. "I have this... ability I don't use, and I think it would be a good trust exercise. Or, at the very least, might make it easier for you to be more open." She explained. "It's like... hypnosis. I give a command and you're compelled to listen."
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"That sounds fun. Hit me with it." He grins.
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It took a moment for her to compose herself and focus, tapping into that specific well of magic she hadn't touched in a long time. Her eyes flashed from that bright green to a deep amber, her voice sing-song and honey sweet in his ears even if she was technically speaking normally still. "Tell me how you want me to tie you up." She offered, her command simple to start to see if he obeyed. "Behind your back, above your head—" etcetera.
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He watches her intently as she focuses on the magic, and then she starts speaking like... Well, he imagines this is what a siren sounds like, which turns him on in itself, because that's fucking cool.
He always said he'd let a siren kill him, so it's no surprise that her wiles work on him right away, his eyes lidding with the soothing sweetness of her voice.
The bit of hesitation and anxiety that would usually crop up from such a question is much smaller now, and he only hesitates half a second before responding.
"Behind my back, please... Elbows clasped."
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"Beg for me." She knew she didn't need to hypnotize him for that, but it was fun anyway. Night Sky turned the vibrator on again, increasing the intensity slowly while her free hand stroked along his cock. "Tell me how badly you want me, baby."
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"Mmh, so badly..." He squirms beneath her, his hips rutting upward into her hand, mind beginning to feel hazy from the hypnosis. "I need you, love... I'm aching for you... Please."
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The toy was flipped to full vibration as she eased herself down, enveloping him in that warmth he knew so well now. Night Sky curled a finger into the ring of his collar and pulled it tight. "You love being my little fucktoy, don't you, baby."
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He moans again, biting his lip and arching his back as she pulls on the collar. Fuck. Fuck, she's good.
"I do. Use me, baby, use me up." He wants to be a tool for her pleasure and nothing more. Not that she'd let him actually be that and only that, which is why he wants it from her specifically.
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Settled fully in his lap, cock buried to the hilt, she rolled her hips in slow circles, easing up only the tiniest bit before sliding down again. She really didn't need to torture the poor guy, but there was something so delightful in watching him writhe under her.
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"Please-" he whispers, unsure what he's even begging for at this point. Something, anything.
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With that, she started moving in earnest; rising up to the point he nearly slipped free of her and then slamming down again, fingers curling into his chest to leave little red lines in their wake. Night Sky moaned wantonly, head thrown back in pleasure. She kept the toy in him on high and tossed the remote so she could slip her hand between her thighs and work her clit.
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"I love you... My goddess..." He breathes between moans, already getting dangerously close. It's fine, he'll just insist that she continue to use whatever part of him she likes until she gets off too.
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"Mmn. I love you too, baby. You're so good to me." She purred the words between moans of her own, shuddering with a particularly good strike of his cock inside her. "You can come — just know I won't be done with you even if you do."
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"Ah, fuck--" his eyes close as he tilts his head back. After all the edging, the orgasm is long and intense, flooding his brain. He goes limp afterward, his muscles spent from trying to contain himself all evening.
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Soon enough she was moving again, letting his softening cock slip free of her so she could shimmy up and hover over his face. Hopefully he wouldn't mind a little taste of himself. "Mouth open, baby."
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"Hah... baby, I hope that ass is ready for me next." She warned as her body shook, thighs pressed hard against his temples as she peaked.
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"Tied up still?" She figured yes, but she may as well ask, pushing on his shoulder to roll him onto his stomach.
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She slotted it into place, buckled herself in, and took up position behind him, the still vibrating toy finally shut off and grasped so she could slowly remove it. "Oh, deep breath, baby." She warned as she pulled it free and set it aside to be dealt with later. Her fingers, nice and lubed, pressed into the nicely stretched hole. "Try not to pass out on me, sweetness. I want to hear you moan for me."
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