Bound wrists, gagged mouth.
Just how she liked it, and just how he liked it.
It was like how they first met. Except instead of being scared and embarrassed by their unexpected arousal they were both satisfied with their feelings.
The sight in front of him was breathtaking, her body looked inviting, bound like that. There was something about the submissive look in her red eyes that set his hormones off, something tantalizing about how her arms were raised above her head. Or was it the way her legs were desperately open, waiting for attention from him?
He sweated profusely as he watched her lay, shuffling around and heard the muffled keans come from her mouth. Odin licked his lips in desire as he took in the image in front of him. His rough hands ran down the silky, pale fleshed thighs in front of him, the red material from her dress was tugged back to reveal her white undergarments.
His face edged in close to her crotch as he pulled the cotton down her legs. More muffled moans came from her mouth as he teasingly probed his tongue on the pink flesh. Odin began to slowly lick, savouring each of Ava's muffled cries of pleasure.
Her head hung high as she began to enjoy the slow pace Odin worked his tongue at. Ava desperately wanted to run her hands through his hair and the fact that her hands were bound drove her insane with desire as she tried to desperately hold herself together.