"Finished." Felix spoke quietly to herself as she sat at the desk, writing out the last of the thank you notes she had piled in front of her. The only light was from a low burning candle beside her, and she spent the better part of the night filling out note after note. She looked beside her at the rather sizable mountain of gifts she had received from their wedding just a couple weeks before. She sighed contently and rested her cheek on her hands, remembering the simple but wonderful ceremony she shared with her now husband. An unwelcome breeze crept through the window in front of her, causing her to pull the thin fabric of her night robe closer to her body. She looked out the window only to realize how long she had been up for. The stars had shifted and sunlight wasn't far away. She wasn't tired, though. She liked to sit up and watch the sunrise sometimes, and she liked it if Max were awake to see it with her.
Standing from her spot and stretching, Felix blew out the candle and head to her bedroom, hoping to find something to pass the time until the sun came out. Her footsteps softened as she approached the door to their shared room, careful not to disturb her husband as he slept soundly. She pulled the sliding door into the darkened room, and closed it quietly, tip toeing to the edge of the bed. She stood there quietly for a moment, listening to his peaceful and even breathing, before crawling up on the bed and gingerly stepping around him. He was so handsome in his sleep. So rested and calm. Max usually spent his days full of hard work and exhausting routines, so seeing him so peaceful always made Felix happy. She kneeled above him, smiling and taking in the gentleness of his face.
Suddenly, she felt a familiar roiling and burning in her belly and desired to see him in a much less calm state. She thought about his other face, the one he made in the deepest throes of their passion, and the gritted teeth as he labored to get her to release. She leaned over him and kissed his cheek softly, causing him to stir as she knew it would. He was an incredibly light sleeper, always on edge to defend or attack if need be, even in their own private home it was something Max couldn't seem to shake from years of training.
"Max." She cooed, lightly shaking him. Felix brought a hand up to his cheek and patted him lightly.
His eyes fluttered open against the darkness of the room, and he brought his hand up to cover hers. He responded with a grunt, and brought her hand down to his mouth to kiss her sweetly along her fingers. Felix hummed softly and buried her face into his bare shoulder, feeling the heat that often radiated off of him as he slept. "Max, wake up." She sang, leaning over and placing her lips against his ear. She heard him exhale softly as she brought his entire lobe into her mouth.
"Well, hello to you." He finally spoke in a cracked and tired voice. She smiled against his ear and released him, just to bite him on the tip of his ear as she rose.
Max rolled over slowly, trying to fix his tired eyes on his wife. He could just barely make out her figure through the darkness. "Something I can do for you?" He asked, smiling mischievously at her. He reached out and placed a flat hand on her knee, just to run it up her robe and rest it on the highest point of her thick thighs. He heard the rustling of fabric as Felix discarded her robe and threw it over his face. The scent of soaps and fruit engulfed him as he pulled the robe off his face and tossed it on the floor beside him. "Kind of late for this, no?" He asked playfully.
"It's actually early, love." Felix corrected in a lowered voice. She blindly groped around behind her for the drawer to their night stand trying to find a candle to light. With a quick flick of some basic conjuring magic, the wick was lit and she placed it in the holder on the stand. Max allowed his eyes to adjust to the new light, before seeing his wife completely bare to him, long hair cascaded every which way, and strategically censoring her most intimate places.
Moving some of her hair out of the way so he could get a better view, Max sighed. "Still as lovely as the first time I saw you."
Before he could muster any energy to sit up, Felix had moved in between his legs, and spread them as much as she needed to to fit. She placed a finger against his mouth, then ran it down his neck, his strong chest and stomach, only to end at the tied strings of his pants right below his navel. She didn't hesitate to reach down his sleep pants in a single motion, where she found him to be very responsive to her, despite just waking up. She grabbed his thickening flesh and bent down to his level, brushing her nose against his. "I want it."
In an instant, she was pulled on top of him. She suddenly felt hot and greedy kisses down the entirety of her neck as he tried to match the same level of fire that she had been feeling. She allowed her eyes to close, and her head roll back, taking in every second of his insatiable hunger. "Did I ruin your plan, my dear wife?" He asked plainly between kisses. Her soft gasping let him know that every plan of dominance she had, had gone straight out the window. In the years they had been together, he had taught her that sometimes it's fun to just go for it unexpectedly and take control. She wasn't willing to give up her role as alpha just yet.
Felix was almost completely at his mercy, but she pulled back in time to regain herself and untie the pants that had been keeping them apart. She pulled them down in a quick motion, and watched him struggle to kick them all the way off. She sat back on the warm skin of his thighs, and stayed there quiet for a moment, just admiring him. Max smirked slightly, and made a quick grab for her breasts, hand covering her nipple. Before he could even get his fingers in place, she loudly and sharply slapped his hand away. "You know I don't like being touched there." The warning anger in her voice sent a slight chill down his back.
"I wanted to see how rough you really wanted to get with me, Felix." He relaxed and folded his arms behind his head and winked at her.
"So arrogant." She hissed, slapping his toned stomach lightly in playful annoyance.
Max reached out and gripped her lightly at her hips, pulling her down against him, and rubbing her soft wetness against the underside of his erection. "Did you think you could pounce me in a moment of tired weakness and claim me?" He asked sweetly, rocking his hips against her until soft little gasps escaped her.
Felix started feeling the slow shift in power as Max tried to take control. She was about to just give in and let him take her the way he usually did, but she came to her senses and pulled herself off of him. She darted off the bed and head for the closed curtain that covered the only window they had in their bedroom. She looked on the floor to find the satin rope that held the drapes shut, and she turned back to Max, twirling it in her hands.
He raised an eyebrow at her, daring her with his eyes to come back to bed. She ran back and leaped excitedly on the bed, putting his hands up above his head. "What do you think you're doing?" He asked nervously as Felix started wrapping the rope around his wrists. Despite their little game, she kept them loose enough where he could slip out at any time. He didn't care to be restrained. The fighter in him always wanted to fight back like a savage animal, foreplay or not. Max calmed a bit when he realized he could release himself whenever he wanted, but for his blossoming dominatrix of a wife, he played the part.
Despite trying to change things up, she started the same way she always did: reaching into her little basket and grabbing enough hair ties to keep her thick hair out of her face. Max sighed happily and moved around a bit to make himself more comfortable. She reached down and touched him softly, still getting used to this new position of power she was discovering. A soft exhale escaped his lips as Felix grabbed him tightly, squeezing past the crazy vein that ran all the way through as it pulsed against the palm of her hand. She heard his breath catch sharply in his chest as she began to stroke him the way he liked. She smoothly jumped off of him, and lowered herself, locking eyes with him for a second before taking him into her mouth. She started slow, torturing him as he watched her with complete desperation. The warm wetness of her mouth enveloped him completely, and the smooth texture of her tongue ran up and down. She made sweet humming and sucking noises as she serviced him. Max threw his head back and groaned at the feeling. This was the only time she ever successfully had him under her spell. He wanted to grab her head, and push her down into him as far as it would possibly go, until she had to come up for air.
He usually had his fingers dug so far into her hair at this point, you couldn't even see them. But for the sake of their game, he pretended he was tied tightly and didn't want to break any illusion. "Mmmm, Felix. Please let me hold you." He begged softly, kicking his legs under her warm hold.
She didn't even take any time to pretend to think about his request before she shook her head no, still refusing to release him from her mouth. She started to understand why he always took the dominant role. It felt nice bringing someone to their knees without hurting them. His fingers tensed and clenched with each bob of her head, watching her barely illuminated frame before him. She felt him start to tighten and thicken even more, and his breathing became louder and rougher. She released him with a loud popping sound. "I didn't say you could finish, did I?" Her eyes slit with dirty thoughts.
Max caught his breath, and exhaled sharply as he felt his release calm and disappear. Felix sat back on her knees and waited for a verbal reaction from her husband. "I'll admit you almost had me." He breathed, a smile inching on his face. As new as this was, he was intrigued by this image of her. She was always so sweet and naive and reserved. The last person he'd imagine being dominant, but she was trying her hardest and he was starting to get into it. "So, what does my mistress require now?" He asked with a nudge.
Felix froze. She didn't think Max would let her get this far. She didn't know how to progress with teasing him, and she sat there for a minute pondering. He saw her nervously looking around the bedroom for any kind of idea, and he just sighed happily at what little innocence remained. He decided to help her get started, and see where she carried out from there. "Excuse me, but I think it's the law to give all prisoners a meal." He sang out wryly, catching her attention. His brows furrowed and a grin of feigned innocence was spread wide across his face. "If that is what I am, you should follow the rules and give me something to eat."
She realized his hint, and slowly crawled up to him, kneeling over his face. With an agonizingly slow motion, she lowered herself on him, feeling his hot breath against her opening. Within a second, Max was searching her, Desperate and hungry and eating up every last bit of her he could reach. He bit into the little bud of nerves and hummed slightly, sending a pinch and vibrations through her pelvis and legs. Felix let out a loud cry and bucked wildly against him, in spite of herself.
"Now, now," Max began, still prodding at her with his tongue, "you shouldn't show your weakness, my love. I am here to service you, and nothing more." Felix nodded, and calmed herself, throwing her head back and hissing softly at the feeling. She bit her bottom lip to keep from crying out again, as much as she wanted to. She needed to keep her composure,even though Max tried to break her. Unfortunately for her, Max had become so accustomed to her body that he knew all the right places to lick and suck and kiss to send her into a crashing release. Within moments, she felt the tightening and cold feeling between her legs as he laved generously at her, making her erupt against him. Her breathing became sharp and turned into heavy panting and sweet moaning. She roughly grabbed him by his hair, holding his head steady as she rocked against him, riding her release out. She fell back on him, slightly trembling with aftershocks and tried to collect herself.
"Does that satisfy you?" He asked, gaining a fake, sweet voice when he took the role of helpless prisoner. Sitting up, she realized the compromising position she was in. Her legs spread wide open mere inches from his face, nearly dripping on his chest from her wild orgasm. She decided to do something that she had never done in front of him before, and let her hand glide down her stomach and pelvis until she felt the warmth of her pink bud.
Max's eyes widened as he watched his wife toy with herself so professionally, he could have sworn she's been paid to do it for him. Her legs shook slightly, and sweet panting left her lips with each circular motion she made. He then watched as she slipped two fingers inside herself effortlessly and whispered his name in the process. "H-holy..." he breathed out, awestruck at the sight. Even more aggravated that he couldn't touch her.
Felix's face turned pink at the thought of what she was doing. She never thought she'd let Max see her do this. This was something she would often do when they first settled down and decided to live together. He'd go out for days at a time with their old companions, helping rid surrounding towns of intruding monsters and evil beings, and she'd spend some of those nights splayed out completely naked on their shared bed, sweating and writhing under her own touch. She would miss and crave his warmth so badly, that she'd imagine it was him taking her the way he liked as she brought herself to her end over and over again until her spot was swollen and pained.
She looked down and saw the look on his face, and the fire in his eyes as they were glued to her skilled fingers. He watched her build a steady rhythm, and release little breaths every few seconds. Max could tell by the tenseness building in her shoulders that she was nervous and needed some help finishing. With his little performance voice ready, he regained the role of helpless prisoner and asked sweetly "what can I do to help you, my mistress?"
"Tell me what you want to do to me." Felix answered almost silently through labored breath.
Max thought for a moment. He'd never been one for that kind of talk. He always figured actions spoke louder than words and he'd rather just bend his wife's sweet little body over the foot of their bed and pound into her senselessly, than tell her about it. Then, he looked into her tight opening as her fingers struggled to come out all the way, and thought about how good it felt being clamped around his hard flesh.
As if he'd rehearsed it, Max spoke up and gave Felix exactly what she wanted.
With a deep breath, and a nearly invisible blush forming over his cheeks, he said "I want to love you so hard and so deep you feel me all the way in the back of your damned throat." With his bold, and rather out of character statement, Felix felt her body start to convulse before he even finished it. It was new and exciting, and she always secretly wanted her husband to vocalize his sexual frustrations and wants to her. She stayed silent, but her legs shook wildly as she released again, rocking against his bare chest.
"I take it that was fine, then?" Max asked, feeling a little embarrassed.
Felix let out a contented sigh and nodded. She sat up and bent over, kissing him strongly on the mouth. "I liked what you said," she admit between poking her tongue around his mouth and trying to claim dominance over that part of him as well. After a few minutes of battling, Felix pried herself off of him in a desperate need to catch her breath. She brought her mouth close to his ear. "but I'd like to see you try."
"If you untie me I'll make it worth your while." He whined, trying to kiss her again, only to be denied by her hand gently covering his mouth.
"You better." Her voice was getting rougher as she started to become more used to having a little power over him. Felix debated for a moment, before pulling the loose ties of his wrists and freeing him.
Before the ropes completely left his wrists, Max was up and pushed her down on her back in a movement so nimble and fast, if he were an attacker Felix would surely be dead. His hands pressed firmly against her arms, pushing them down on the bed, and he forced himself between her legs before leaning down and kissing her neck as he had been earlier.
"Y-you tricked me..." Felix said, completely stripped of her dominant role as she started to melt against his heated kisses.
Max chuckled in response, and left a bite right below her ear lobe. "Maybe one day I'll let you have your way with me." He rose and placed his hand under her, tapping her gently on the ass three times, his signature gesture when he wanted her to roll over on her belly. Felix did as she was told, and rolled away from him to find a comfortable position on her front. He kept one hand pressed flat the base of her spine, and turned to grab some pillows to throw under her, lifting her bottom up higher without her having to sacrifice comfort. He grabbed her at her hips and pulled her back to him, until she could feel him pressed against her opening. "Today, however, is not that day."
Without warning, he pushed himself all the way in to his base, and became enveloped in her warmth and wetness. Felix droned out a long, audible moan as he tortured her slowly, making her feel every inch of him as he pleasured her from her absolute favorite angle. "You'll have to pay for tying me up, my love. You know how I hate to be restrained." He rose on his knees a bit for more power and leverage as he ripped through her with every bit of strength he could muster. Every thrust was met with a slap against her ass that was so loud, Felix was sure it echoed through their home. Good thing they lived alone.
Max released the ties of her hair, and grabbed her mane roughly, wrapping it around his fist in a vice as a lever. She cried out, face buried into the blanket to muffle some sound. Max yanked her up by her hair and brought he ear close to his mouth. "Am I hurting you?" He breathed, never slowing down his movements. Felix only shook her head, unable to form words through what she was feeling.
Suddenly, the hand that was gripped at her hip shot forward and wrapped firmly around her neck, pressing down. "Tap me if you can't breathe. I might get carried away in the heat of things." Max slowed tremendously until Felix made it clear that she understood him with a weak nod, and continued at his fevered pace. He moved his hand from the tangles of her hair, and down her side, sliding down her soft belly and searching until his fingers found her center. Impossibly hot and wet. Max knew if he wanted to, he could finish her off right now as this was a combination of her favorite things, but he decided to drag it out and keep things a little off center. Enough to drive her crazy, but not enough to make her come.
Her breathing became ragged as he kept his fingers in time with his rhythm, and he felt her tense up around him. She pushed herself forward, deepening the hold he had on her throat. He tried his best to keep himself collected as Felix shuddered and whined sweetly beneath him.
"M-Max." She gasped out, shooting her hand back and pressing against his stomach, urging him to slow. He immediately withdrew his hand from her neck, thinking he was hurting her. "I want to see you." She spoke, biting her bottom lip and smiling.
Surprised, but not opposed, Max backed up a bit and allowed her to turn herself over on her back and lay down. Very rarely since their first time had they done such a basic position, since it wasn't really a favorite of either of them. But if his wife willed it, he would make it happen. He looked down at her, her eyes tired and small red hand marks on her sides and neck from his grip. She wriggled around below him, and sighed happily as she found a comfortable spot to rest her head and shoulders. A smile found its way to her face, and she looked at him with such longing and fire he would have sworn she was drunk. Of course, he knew better than that, and if she were intoxicated by anything it was the smell of the raw sex that clung to every corner of their marital bed.
"Being sweet tonight, are we?" He asked, lowering himself so she could comfortably wrap her arms around his neck. Any energy Felix might have had before to take over him had vanished, as she became nothing but a pile of goo under his skilled touches and sensual whispers.
"Why can't I win with you?" She teased, pulling his head down to give him a gentle kiss on the tip of his nose.
"My darling, I have bed you many a night." He shifted and pulled the sheets up over their bodies, wrapping them in a cozy cocoon. "I know your body and I know how to make you fall to your knees and beg me. Why on Earth would I go a night without making that happen?" He flashed her a sly smile as she struggled to find an argument against him. "Now, if you'll allow me to finish, I think I was doing just that." He positioned himself between her legs, and rose out of arms reach so she couldn't touch him.
In an instant, he had found his way all the way deep inside her again, watching as her face contorted slightly with every thrust he made. She reached her hands out desperately, trying to grab hold of his waist or shoulders to hold on to. He denied her wish, and somewhat enjoyed the crazed sexual frenzy she was in. His face remained stoic, but the flame burning within him was about to burst as he watched his lovely bride grip the sheets and throw her head back at his mercy.
"How do you keep so calm?" She asked through croaked whispers as he continued his movements, but at a much slower and more agonizing pace.
"I've learned to never let any opponent see my weakness. Whatever I feel on the inside, stays on the inside." He answered, his voice weakening.
"I'm an opponent now?" Felix asked, still grabbing out to him.
"You are in this case. You want to break me and make me vulnerable. Sounds like an opponent to me, yes?"
Before she could argue, he pulled her legs out as far as her flexible body would allow in a perfect spread eagle. His hands found her thighs and tightened around her muscles, feeling her tremble slightly as he moved within her. He looked down and saw that she was making another attempt to reach out and hold him, and he only laughed softly. "Come for me first." His demand was sharp.
Felix's eyes widened at his bold comment. She wanted to play dominatrix tonight, but she didn't expect him to turn it back on her so quickly and so successfully. She relaxed and laid back, letting herself feel and enjoy every inch of him as he swept over the most sensitive spot of her body over and over again. Within moments, she clenched around him in a rapid release and granted him the incomparable pleasure of her face beautifully twisted as she came around him.
He rewarded her by leaning forward, and kissing her soft and slow. He felt her arms needily grab around him and hold him tight to her body. She kept her mouth to his for several seconds, kissing him sweetly between trying to catch her breath. Blue eyes searched her face. She was spent, but still willing to finish. He brushed some damp hair from her face and smiled at her softly. "See? How could you try and deny me that?" He laughed, wrapped his arms under her and holding her as close as he could.
"This didn't go how I wanted it to..." She admit, looking slightly disappointed that Max had ripped the rug out from beneath her.
"I know, love. But you were so cute trying to own me, I just wanted to eat you up." He kissed her again, and brushed his nose back and forth across hers, coaxing a smile from her. "I hope you're enjoying yourself regardless."
"Mhmm." She sighed, enjoying the warmth radiating off of him as he lay on top of her. She could feel his heart pounding against her own. "I just wanted to try something different and new."
Then, she had an idea. "My dear husband," She tapped him, and rose beneath him, sitting up. "would you mind terribly if I was on top?"
She knew it was his favorite part of their lovemaking, so she wasn't surprised when he sat back wordlessly against their pile of pillows, baring himself completely to her. She crawled over to him, straddling him and hovering above his hardened organ. She filled his mouth with her hot breath and kisses, and felt his hands travel up her back and hold her tightly, feeling her muscles tense as she moved. She centered him below her, and sunk down, taking him in again.
A moan was forced from his lips as she started a slow and quiet rhythm, kissing her lovingly on her jawline and cheeks. She ground and rolled her ass against him, sighing and giggling sweetly. She was coating him completely in her arousal, teasing herself with her finger trying to get more fluid to come out. Waiting until it was slick enough to start hearing soft, wet slapping sounds, Felix pulled off of him and left his exposed to the cool air. Max looked at her quizzically, wondering what she was up to. "Max, you have nothing against new adventures, do you?" She asked, eyeing him playfully with a perverted gleam hidden behind.
"Never." he assured, still wondering what his wife had up her sleeve. Sooner than he realized what was happening, she was upon him again. She held his erection in her hands, and guided him to her opening.
But not the one he was used to.
Riding him had helped make entry easier, as he was still coated in her fluids from tip to base. Felix slowly started to push him in, grimacing and whining until she managed to get the tip inside.
"W-wait...Felix." Max froze and tightened at what she was doing. He didn't want to make any sudden moves, out of fear he'd cause her discomfort.
She ignored him, and bobbed up and down a little, allowing herself to get used to what she had already taken of him. Her face turned red and sweat broke out all over her body. Trembling and hissing, she took him in another inch.
Then another.
And another.
"Oh my-" Max couldn't even finish before he felt her tight hold on him again. He'd never felt this before, and unwillingly brought his hands out to grab at her hips so she wouldn't lose her balance. He breathing became labored and rough, and his cocky and stoic expression had turned into an awestruck and slightly concerned one.
"And you thought I couldn't bring you to your knees?" Felix inquired, realizing that the power was shifting back in her favor and she had him helpless below her from her spur of the moment idea.
"Have you ever done this before?" He asked.
Felix only shook her head no. This was as new and exciting as they could get. And judging by Max's reaction, he hadn't done this before either. He regained his composure, and held he down at her shoulders, forcing her down all the way until he was completely inside her perfect ass.
"Do you even like it?" Max was hoping she'd say yes because this was a whole new level of tightness and pulsating inner walls that he had not yet experienced.
"I can get used to it, I think." Felix admit, rolling against his lap again.
This new sensation crashed into him like a wave, and he felt a familiar tingle up his legs and through his groin. The mix of heat and wetness combined with the sight of his wife bouncing and writhing in sure bliss at his touch was all he needed to finish. He slid his hands up her back again, only to have his wrists violently pulled away and pushed up above his head again.
"Come for me first." Felix mimicked in a low growl, offering a wink despite the obvious mix of pleasure-pain she was currently in. Her little dominatrix had found it's way to the surface again just in time to finish him off.
Her boldness and hostility lit a fire with him, sending shocks through his pelvis, His breathing became hitched and uneven, and his legs started wiggling slightly. "That's it." Felix cooed against the skin of his ear.
With a low groan, he balled his restrained hands into a fist until his knuckles turned white as he bucked against Felix and spilled everything within him inside her. She winced at the unusual feeling of it shooting up this end, and slowed down to a stop on top of him. She released his hands, and they immediately fell on her thighs, squeezing them. She allowed him to catch his breath for a moment, and ran her hands down his strong chest and through his hair.
"You know I don't care for surprises." Max laughed, eyes meeting hers.
"I hope you find this one forgivable. I had to do something to keep my alpha status." Felix explained, kissing him lightly on his upper lip.
Max just shook his head, a smile permanently etched across his face.
"Careful, it might be messy." She warned when she felt his hips retract from her in an effort to pull her off. She pulled off him slowly and rolled beside him, head rested happily against his stomach.
Max's breathing calmed and his fingers were entangled in her mess of hair gain. "You continue to amaze me every single day." He admit, brushing his fingers across her lips blindly until he felt little kisses along his fingertips.
"I'm glad I can still keep you on your toes, dear."
Felix got up and blew out the candle that had been flickering and giving them their source of light, noticing that the closed curtain at the window started to have bits of blue and pink light forcing it's way through. "It's about to be sunrise."
Max took that as his usual cue and got up from his side of the bed, stretching and yawning and searching the pile of blankets in the corner in the room for a couple soft ones. He tossed one to Felix, and without even bothering to redress, they cloaked themselves in their blankets and head out their room to the small roof access ladder they added to their home at the end of the hall.
"Is this why you woke me?" Max asked, sitting on his roof comfortably with Felix rested against his shoulder.
"Are you upset with me?" She asked playfully, closing her eyes and relaxing to the tune of his even breathing.
Max shook his head, and wrapped his arm around his wife. He looked down at her face and remembered she looked almost exactly the same when they first met, if not a little slimmer. He had taught her magic and fighting, gotten each other through many dangerous adventures, and eventually fell in love and married. He smiled, remembering the secret affair that started a few years ago on her father's boat, when they shared their first time in the darkness of her bedroom below deck. He had had his way with her secretly after that more times than he could count. They hid it from their companions for a very long time, meeting up between lessons and after everyone had fallen asleep in the woods or various cave openings.
He started laughing more audibly, looking at the sun as it lit up the world. "How did we ever get anything done?"
