So here we go. Very smutty HR goodness.

Harry grasped her ankle gently but firmly and she smiled as he pulled her leg outwards. She wriggled her toes as he used a silk scarf to tie her ankle to the bed. "There," he said. Ruth pulled her leg and was pleased to see that she couldn't move much at all. She smiled as he moved to her other ankle, squeezing her flesh for a minute before tying it up as well. With her legs parted and immobilised he just took a minute to look at her. She was completely naked and looked breathtaking, pale skin almost glowing in the dim light of the bedroom.

"What?" she asked.

"I'm admiring you," he said, eyes glowing with want. He would never have suggested this, it had been her idea, but he had to admit the image of her like this was extremely erotic. He half wanted to plunge into her desperately, half to tease her until she was mewling under him. He leaned over her, his bare chest against hers and kissed her softly. "You sure?"

Her hands laced behind his head and she smiled. She kissed him deeply and then bit his lip, making him gasp. "I'm sure." He grinned at her and grabbed her hand. He let his fingers entwine with hers and planted a soft kiss to her wrist. He let his hand hover over her thundering pulse before using another scarf to tie her arm, stretched out. He repeated the process on the other side quickly, her fingers curling around her bonds.

"Comfortable?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Comfortable enough," she said. "Now how about you take the rest of your clothes off," she suggested, her lips twitching. "Give me something to look at."

He did, unfastening his belt as her eyes watched him intently. He moved slowly, dragging it out, as she clearly wanted him naked. When he removed his boxers her eyes focused on his erection. He couldn't help but smile as her eyes seemed magnetised to him. Deciding to move, he leaned over her foot and kissed her toes gently. Then he moved his lips slowly across the arch of her foot, her ankle, then up her leg, kissing the inside of her calf. "Oh…" she moaned low in her throat as he stroked her soft thighs. Nuzzling into her velvety skin he nibbled very gently up her thighs, stopping between her legs. She was already wet for him, but he didn't touch her. Before kissing her there, he moved to her other foot to start again. She moaned with impatience, arching her hips upwards. He pinched behind her knee.

"Patience." He kissed her hip, hands curling around her thighs as he nibbled her skin delicately. He licked her stomach, adoring the way she tasted. So warm and sweet. Losing himself for a moment, he bit her skin hard enough to leave a red mark. He kissed it better before cradling her breasts lightly. Her nipples were already hard, but he ignored them for the moment. Moving upwards he sucked on her neck, her breathing becoming heavier. Her mouth was open and she was very nearly panting. He kissed her passionately, pressing her body into the mattress. "Enjoying yourself?"

"Mm," was all she could muster. He laughed. He stroked her face and kissed her again, this time soft and full of love. His erection nudged against her wetness and she moaned loudly.

"Oh no, not yet," he said. He brushed her hair away from her face and moved lower down her body. Kissing the tips of her breasts he felt her body writhe under him. Good, so she was getting worked up. Just what he wanted. He sucked hard on her puckered nipples, and could feel her muscles straining. He resisted the urge to check she was okay, because if she wasn't, she'd tell him. Plus it might ruin the mood somewhat. He licked her, long and slow as her flesh erupted in goose bumps.

"Oh Harry…" she murmured, sending a small electric shock through him. God he wanted her. He dragged his teeth carefully down her until he could smell her arousal. It didn't take much stimulation for her first orgasm to come crashing down around her. She moaned loudly and Harry grinned, fingers stroking her casually. Then he leaned over her, tasting her sweetness. His hand rested over her left breast, feeling her trying to push closer to him. He worked her up slowly to a second climax, and her cries were getting much louder, making Harry grateful that he wasn't on friendly terms with his neighbours.

"God, I'm close," she breathed. Harry ignored this and stopped touching her. "Ah no! Don't stop please!"

"Give me a few seconds," he said, lying against her, face to face before he thrust inside her quickly. She pulled at her ties to absolutely no effect as he kissed her neck. He wanted to tease her, draw it out, but he just couldn't. He wanted her far too badly. Kissing her mouth deeply he pulled out of her, before returning to her powerfully. Every thrust inside her made him groan and her gasp.

"Oh yes!" she moaned as the friction brought her close yet again. He squeezed her breasts rhythmically with every movement inside her, not able to be gentle and she moved as close to him as she could. Her inner muscles clenched around him as she came, toes curling in ecstasy. He kissed her as his own climax washed over him. Pure bliss. As he opened his eyes he wondered if one day he'd have a heart attack while making love to this woman. But if he did, what a way to go.

"That was fun," she said sleepily, half a smile on her face as he slowly pulled out of her.

"Good," he said, stretching to loosen her wrists. When that was done her hands floated down to his back and pressed him close to her, chest to chest. Her skin felt so sensitive after that that every movement against her skin sent an echo of passion through her. Suddenly he was gone from her and she was confused. It became clear when she felt the tension ease on her ankles. She'd forgotten her legs couldn't move. Harry threw the duvet over them both and then collapsed, exhausted. She stretched her aching shoulders for a moment before curling into his chest, warm and protecting. He let his hand drape over her.

"Thank you," she whispered. "I enjoyed that."

"So did I," he agreed. "Why did you want to try that? Not that I mind, I'm just curious."

"I don't know. It's always been something I thought I'd like. Hovering in the back of my mind.

"Never tried it before then?"

"No," she said, a soft smile on her face. "Because to do that, to even suggest it to your partner… you need to trust someone completely. And I never have, before you." Harry smiled at her and stroked a lock of her hair away from her face. "I was in safe hands," she added.

"I'd never hurt you," he felt compelled to say. He did feel a little guilty for the red impressions on her breasts which his fingers had left in a moment of heat.

"I know that," she said. She pecked a kiss on his lips. "Lets get some sleep." She rolled over. "I'm exhausted."

A is for All tied up.

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