Spanking

(Done By Request)

Moans, groans, grunts, whispers, whimpers, and full-throated pleas that came from the depth of her core and expressed every needy, wanting desire that she had. All of it music that made him harder than stone as he kissed along her neck, giving the occasional lick or nip.

Jason kept her wrists bound together by his hand, something that he knew she wanted. She hadn't told him, but when he had removed his grasp from her wrists to take off his jeans, she kept her hands pressed together, wanting him to grip her again.

As Jason kissed Raven, everywhere where he could get his lips, he pressed his bulging erection against her skin, rubbing it up against her thigh. With his other hand, he occasionally dipped his fingers underneath the black lace of her panties to ghost his fingers across her labia.

Soaking wet.

Ready for him to penetrate her, as hard as he wanted. He knew that from the time he'd spent with her. He knew what she wanted, what she liked and didn't like, and where she drew the line.

He didn't know everything about her, but he knew what she would say no to.

Jason moved his lips from her neck to the back of her head, where the knotted bow of a black blindfold was placed. He ran his tongue around the knotted ribbon, before sliding to Raven's ear.

Raven's body quivered at his touch. Everything felt on fire, and her clit was tingling with pre-orgasmic sensations. Though nothing was in her, or around her labia, she was still contracting her muscles. Desperate for some kind of arousal. For Jason to slide his fingers into her while his tongue rolled around the sensitive bud.

"Come on, Little Bird," she heard Jason say to her, and she could feel him leading them both away from where they stood.

She knew from memory that he was leading her over to the couch. She felt the arm of the couch press up to meet her hips, and she stopped walking. Jason's hands still roamed up and down her back, feeling every inch of her spine through her gray skin.

"I hope you know what's coming next," Jason whispered in her ear.

Raven didn't.

But she could guess, from the way he put his hand in between her shoulder blades and bent her over.

Raven moved her wrists apart from each other, not liking the feeling over them being behind her back in this position, and recrossed them again in front of her. Her naked breasts were pressed against the soft fabric of the couch cushions, and her hips were being supported by the not-as-comfortable arm of the couch. Jason stepped up behind her, rubbing his covered cock up against the wetness of her exposed labia.

The caged panties she wore gave a harsh snap as Jason lifted and released the straps that crossed over the curve of her ass.

Raven moaned, deeply.

Jason snapped the fabric again and again until he saw thin, red marks appear on her gray skin. He rested his hands on her for a moment, before tugging her lingerie away. He knelt to take them completely off of her, and he kissed at her labia.

Raven gasped.

The caged panties were down around her ankles, and instead of taking them off, Jason knotted them together just as expertly, binding her feet.

He stood up again, admiring the sight before him. Raven's dark black tattoo was in perfect sight, and he ran his fingers across the dark ink sewn into her skin.

Raven gave breathy moans and sighs all the while.

Jason could see her muscles constricting, even from here.

Without warning, he took his hand away from her backside, and lifted it into the air. He brought his hand down on her ass, making her jump and cry out. Raven's nails sank into the cushions.

"Again," she gasped.

Jason ran his palm delicately over her skin, letting her know just where he was about to smack her. He brought his hand up again, and then back down with a sharp smack that made Raven's skin sting and tingle. Blood was rushing to the inflicted areas, making her more sensitive to his touch. Her legs started trembling as he gave gossamer touches to her burning skin. Each place he touched was a warning. I am going to hit you here, said his hand, only a moment before he did it.

Raven cried out again, her entire body jumping.

She felt Jason pinch her ass, which made her whimper in return. Yes, her whole body was saying. Yes, yes, yes. Jason smacked her ass thrice more, then gripped her skin tightly in his palm, letting her rest.

He slid his fingers down to her thighs, gripping her inner thigh and squeezing and rubbing. Jason's thumb rotated over her entrance, wet with her arousal, and he suddenly pushed two of his fingers inside of her.

Raven's muscles immediately clenched down around him, grateful to have something to pulsate on. She squeezed hard, grabbing onto his fingers and not letting go.

Slowly, he began to pump his fingers in and out of her, doing nothing more than teasing her.

Then he slid his fingers out of her once more. Raven's body trembled once more. Her legs came up, the balls of her feet connecting with her rear, before reaching down to the ground once more.

Another touch of Jason's hand made her skin sting and electrify her entire body. The pained and pleasured nerves seemed to sing out that they wanted more, more of this glorious pain that made her wetter and wetter.

She got what she wanted as another harsh smack came down upon her.

She cried out, and Jason groaned.

Jason groaned deeply; his entire body felt on fire. He wanted so badly to relieve the ache he felt in between his legs, and he needed her just as badly as she needed him. The way her muscles had clenched around his fingers had teased him, too. It made memories of being inside her spark to life in his mind, and he couldn't help but think to feel what those slick muscles of hers would feel like grabbing onto his cock as he thrust inside of her.

"Jason?" Raven's voice croaked out.

It had been nearly a minute since he'd last spanked her. She turned her blind head towards him, her vision nothing but darkness but her perception of him still the same. She was an empath, after all.

His hand lifted.

Raven braced herself, holding her breath.

Snap!

"Oh!" Raven groaned. She could feel the after effects of the pain long after his hand had made contact. Tears started to flow from beneath her eyelids and the blindfold and soak the dark, wet fabric in front of her.

"Raven? You okay?" He knew her too well. Even in the darkness of the room, with her facing away from him, and her head buried down into the cradle of her arms, he could tell she was reaching her limit.

"Yes," she said.

"Good. Because I'm not done with you," Jason said.

Raven's whimper seemed to be a cue for him. He slid his boxers down past his hips, and pulled free his cock. His hand worked back and forth across the skin, and already he felt himself starting to near orgasm.

Far too soon.

"Jason?" Raven asked again in a soft voice. "Please…?"

A pained smirk crossed her face as she felt Jason's hands on her ass once more, squeezing the curves. She knew he couldn't resist her.