A/N: My first time writing anything like this. I'm posting this as a trial to figure out if I want to continue. If you read it and think it sucks go ahead and let me know.
Disclaimer: Legend of the Seeker and all of its characters do not belong to me. I'm just borrowing them.
"Kahlan can never find about this." Richard whispered into Cara's ear as she finished securing the last of the knots.
"I know this is our little secret." Cara let her tongue slip into Richard's ear as she spoke softly. They had be quite, only a few feet away Kahlan laid sleeping completely unaware of their nighttime activities. Neither wanted to hurt her, but it wasn't long before both of them craved for it.
Richard's time with the Mord-Sith had left him with a desire and need that he had not been able to quench. Cara likewise longed for the old days of pain and pleasure she received from training.
Their nighttime play was but a band-aid for what she really craved; it was only play after all.
Richard tugged on the ropes which bound his hands above his head to a large tree limb making sure it was secure enough to hold his weight long enough for whatever Cara had planed for the night.
"Don't worry, I've had plenty of experience." Cara let her gloved hand run down Richard's bare chest distracting him while carefully bringing up her agiel behind him. Touching the tip lighting between his shoulder blades Richard gave a jolt.
"Is that what you wanted?" Cara let the agiel drop as she brought her lips up to met Richards barely grazing them.
"Yes." Richard's breathed out sharply as the agiel struck the inside of his thigh.
"What do you call me?" Cara tapped the agiel against Richard's stomach quickly.
"Yes, Mistress." Richard twisted as his suspended body shook against the agonizing pain of the agiel.
"Better." Cara's tongue slipped across Richard's bottom lip as she drew it in between her teeth. Her leather gloved hand found its way to the front of Richard's pants unfastening them and allowing them to fall to the ground. He was already hard and waiting for her.
She had to take a step back and admire the beauty of his body. The way his muscles contracted with every sting of her agiel. It took quite a bit of effort not to cut him down and throw him to the ground with herself on top. She had grown soft; these nights where it was just the two of them and her agiel were exactly what she needed.
Cara made a slow circle around Richard watching the way moon shone off the sheen layer of sweat which had collected all over his body. Finally giving in she paused at his backside lowering her mouth to lick at a bead of sweat which was traveling down his back.
"Mmm, you taste so good." Cara whispered against Richard. She could feel his body tense as he waited in anticipation of the agiel.