AN: Firstly, HELLO DARLINGS! :) Ok, there aren't enough words in the world to describe how flawless Stephen is. I try but I fail so I keep trying and then I ruin life for myself cause no one will ever be that perfect. Le sigh. Glad that you both like what I'm doing with Stephens mam. There is more of that coming. Ashley, I don't know if you've thought of this, but Leo totally reminds me of Alistair. The light hair, massive coat and the fact that he's a librarian and Alistair haunts the library... I don't know. I just thought of it and was like 'oh my god! I need to tell Ashley!' xD

Warning, this is my longest chapter yet and I'm not kidding when I say this is 3314 words of pure, unadulterated smut. Seriously, I started and then just couldn't stop. Enjoy ;)

Rating: M for strong sexual content

Uninterrupted

They had the day to themselves. Jerome and Jazza had offered to take Regina for the day so that Rory and Stephen could have some time to themselves. They had picked up their god daughter at 10 that morning and wouldn't be back till 4, giving Rory and Stephen a much needed break. When Stephen had asked Rory what she wanted to do with their freedom, she had smirked at him, stood without a word and made her way to the bedroom, beckoning him to follow her.

Rory had a very specific idea in mind. She was feeling adventurous. She wanted a dominant Stephen, a Stephen that was completely uninhibited. So she told him what she wanted and, several discussions, kisses, caresses and moans later he knelt on the bed, topless, looking down at his wife handcuffed to the bed. Her shirt was open, her bra was pushed up and her skirt was around her waist. She was breathing heavily and she looked up at him with lustful eyes. She looked completely wanton.

He grinned down at her before running his hands up her legs and over her thighs to her knickers. His finger traced a line over her clothed clit and her breath hitched at the feeling. He hooked his fingers under the waistband and slowly pulled them off of her. Her breathing got heavier as her body was bared to him. He crawled up her body with a mischievous look on his face, his hands ghosting over the scars on her stomach, and kissed her. His hands ran over her breasts and his fingers circled her nipple as his tongue slipped into her mouth. She moaned against his lips, the feeling of being touched this way welcome after such a long reprieve. Her pregnancy had made her tired easily and she had needed time to get over the birth of their daughter. All in all, it had been a while since they had made love and the feeling of him pressed against her body kissing her feverishly was more than welcome.

He broke the kiss and ran his hand back up to her mouth. He traced her lips with his finger, revelling in how red and swollen his kisses had made them. He softly pulled her bottom lip down with his thumb, encouraging her to open her mouth. She parted her lips and he slipped two fingers inside her mouth. His voice was low, underpinned by a small growl. "Suck," he softly commanded.

She moaned around his fingers as she sucked and licked them hungrily. She wished it was another part of his anatomy in her mouth but that could wait. Perhaps they would do that later. He groaned in response to her tongue rolling over his fingers. "Good girl."

He removed the fingers and they both giggled. Her voice was breathless as his hand parted her legs. "I like this dominant side of you."

He smiled at her. "I'm glad. Are you still comfortable?"

"Very."

His hand was between her legs now and he ran his wet fingers over her equally wet pussy. She moaned loudly at the contact and bucked her hips to meet his hand even more. Stephen chuckled at her reaction. "Good."

His fingers teased her opening as he began to kiss her neck. Her breathing was quick, her words coming in gasps. "Stephen...please...please..."

He chuckled against her ear, his breath hot on her skin. "Beg some more."

Her voice was desperate plea. "Please...please...Stephen...Stephen...please..."

He nibbled her earlobe before whispering. "Good girl."

He slowly slipped a finger inside of her, careful not to make her feel uncomfortable, understanding that she might need some time to readjust, mindful that she hadn't been touched like this for months. Her response certainly showed that because her back arched at his touch. "Oh god, yes!"

He laughed gently into her ear before slipping another finger inside of her, just as gently as he had done with the first. He bit her neck and sucked as he pumped his fingers in and out of her, making sure that his thumb was caressing her clit for that added effect. She moaned loudly with each movement and Stephen knew her beautiful noises well enough now to know that she was close. He also knew that a little bit of dirty talk was sometimes enough to push her over the edge. He released her neck from his mouth, gently kissing the loving bruise he had left there.

"Yeah, you like it when I touch you there, don't you?"

"Oh god...yes.."

"Tell me you like it. Go on, tell me how much you like having my fingers inside of you."

"Yes...yes...I like it...I love it...Stephen..."

"Do you want to come?"

"Stephen...I'm gonna come...I'm gonna...yes...I want...yes..."

His voice was soft and husky in her ear. "Come for me sweetheart. I want to hear you come. It's been so long since I heard you scream my name."

He slipped a third finger inside of her and that was enough. Her back arched and the handcuffs that restrained her rattled against the headboard as she screamed his name. When her orgasm abated, he pulled away from her neck to look at her. Her mouth was hanging open and her eyes were closed as she panted to get her breath back. He caught her lips in a kiss as he took his hand from between her legs. He broke the kiss and sucked his fingers, groaning appreciatively at her taste. He watched her lovingly as she came down from her high. "Was that good for you?"

She laughed breathlessly. "Take a guess." She opened her eyes to look at him and she smiled warmly.

He placed his hand on her cheek and kissed her again, quick and gentle. "Are you tired?"

"Not even a little bit."

"Still comfortable?"

"Yeah."

"Want to keep going?"

"Dear god, yes."

He smiled at her and took off his glasses, laying them on the bedside table. He placed himself on top of her. His dominant streak returned as he slid down her body. "Good. Because I've just remembered how good you taste and I intend to eat you all up."

She groaned as he took her nipples into his mouth as he made his way down her body, peppering feather light kisses over her scar as he went. She sighed happily in anticipation as he parted her legs once more. He hooked his arms around her legs and bit each of her inner thighs, sucking them until he had bruised them as he had done her neck. His long fingers parted her folds. She looked down to him and he grinned at her as his tongue slowly drew a line up her clit. Her head fell back with loud gasp. His eyes closed as he licked her, enamoured by her taste. God, she was delicious. He licked her slowly, quickly, he wrote his name with his tongue, he did everything he could think of to make her squirm under his touch. And squirm she did. She moaned, she sighed and she gasped as his tongue brought her close to the edge once more. She bucked her hips but Stephens strong arms held her steady for him to lick. He held her down even as she tried to move against him, desperate for every possible touch she could get but he wouldn't let her move. It was the sweetest torture.

"Oh my god...Stephen...I'm gonna come again...oh god...yes...yes...right there...please...there!...Stephen!"

She screamed. Really screamed, and Stephen couldn't help but chuckle against her which made her scream even more. He loved when Rory got like this. She was wild, carefree, raw and loud. He felt his already hard cock twinge with excitement as he listened to the screams he had caused. With one final, languid lick, he placed a small kiss on her clit and each of the hickies he had left on her thighs before sitting up. He looked down at her flushed body as she breathed slowly and deeply, trying to calm the blissful throbbing between her legs. She needed more. She needed it now. She smiled up at him and he returned it. "You still ok?"

"Yes Stephen. I am very, very ok."

He giggled. "Do you want to keep-"

"Oh yes," she said before he could finish. "Definitely."

He nodded at her with a smile and stood from the bed. She watched as he walked over to the chest of drawers and found a condom. An idea suddenly came to her mind while he was over there.

"Stephen?"

"Yes darling?" He turned around to face her.

She bit her lip and giggled as she tried to find the words. "Could you...if you're ok with it...could you...gag me?"

His eyebrows raised so far they almost came off his head. "Gag you?"

She nodded shyly. "It might be...exciting. It's thrilling that I can't move in every way I want to cause of the handcuffs. I thought it might be as thrilling if I can't make all the sounds I want to as well."

He stared at her, wide eyed. She continued quickly. "It was just an idea...if you're not comfortable-"

"No, I'm fine with it. One question though...if you want me to stop, how will you tell me?"

"I won't want you to stop."

"You don't know that sweetheart," he said gently. "Neither one of us does. Don't get me wrong. The idea of you being gagged excites me. It really does. But it also kind of...worries me. What if I hurt you? Or you suddenly get uncomfortable? How will you let me know you want me to stop?"

She thought for a moment before she smiled. "I'll click my fingers." She clicked her fingers above her in demonstration. "If I do that, I want you to stop." She smiled at him. "How's that?"

He contemplated her for a moment and then smiled at her mischievously. "Perfect. Now, let's see if I can find something to gag you with."

She sighed happily. "Thank you."

"Anything for you my love."

He turned back to the chest of drawers and started searching through them. His thoughts ran wild. His wife, handcuffed to the bed, gagged. He had to take a few deep breaths to steady himself. He eventually came to the drawer that had a selection of ties in it. A tie would work. He was about to pick up a tie at random when a specific one caught his eye. It was a maroon tie that he had seen many times before. He smiled at it as he picked it up. He had seen Rory wear this several times when she was still a student at Wexford. He could have picked any tie in the drawer but there was something deliciously sinful about using his wifes old school tie to gag her while he ravished her. He bit back a chuckle and shut the drawer. He picked up the condom he had placed down and walked back over to the bed. He put the condom on the bedside table and held the tie open for Rory to see. "Will this suffice, my darling?"

She giggled when she saw which tie he was holding. "Yes it will."

He whispered seductively as he sat down on the bed next to her, holding the tie between his hands again. "I'm glad. Now, lift your head and open your mouth."

She smiled at him and did as he said. He placed the tie in her mouth and wrapped the ends around the back of her head where he tied them. "Good girl. Is that comfortable?"

She murmured her assent against the tie and looked at him with eager eyes. "Good."

He stood up again and teasingly undid his jeans. He pulled them off and saw Rory looking at the bulge in his boxers with hungry eyes. He picked up the condom, placed his hand on her neck and ran it down her body as he walked to the bottom of the bed. Then he turned back to look at her. He put the condom on the bed and slipped off his boxers. He groaned as his cock was released from the boxers and Rory moaned against her gag in anticipation. She was nodding to him enthusiastically. He climbed onto the bed and parted her legs. She could feel her clit pulsing with desire and excitement. He knelt above her and smiled down at her. He lifted the condom up and ripped it open with his teeth. He put it on his cock and placed himself between her legs. He stroked her clit with the head of his cock before teasing her entrance. He looked down at her, the question in his eyes. Are you sure?, they silently asked. Rory was panting and she nodded quickly.

He knelt over her, placing his hands on either side of her body and slowly, softly, pushed himself into her. Immediately, she threw her head back, arched her back and moaned loudly against her gag. Her hands gripped the bars of the headboard and she opened her legs even wider for him. He groaned softly as he entered her. She was warm and wet and he had missed the feeling of her pulsing around him. He lowered himself above her completely and rested his forehead against hers as he entered her fully. She wrapped her legs around him tightly. He placed his hands on the bars of the headboard, careful to leave her hands free so she could click if necessary. He pulled out before thrusting back in again, still going slow as not to hurt her. He was very aware that he had not made love to her in months. She looked at him with eager eyes, nodding quickly and bucking against him. He rightly took that as a sign to go a little faster. He thrust quicker and deeper and was rewarded with desperate, muffled moans from Rory. He wasn't going to last long and he knew it. He also knew that she wasn't going to either. He looked down at her as he thrust and she motioned her eyes upward. He looked to their hands on the headboard. Her fingers were desperately reaching out for his. She wanted his hands in hers. He took them, lacing his fingers through hers, both of them safe in the knowledge that she didn't want him to stop, each of them gripping tightly to the other as their orgasms neared. Rory was close now, so close, and she relished the feeling of Stephen desperately fucking her. She had missed this so fucking much. He was groaning against her and she loved it. "Rory...fuck...yes...Rory...ahhh..."

She was right. There was something exhilarating in not being able to scream. She moaned against the gag and gripped his hands tighter. She was there and so was he. They came together, hard and fast. He was screaming her name. She would've been screaming his again had it not been for the gag. The pleasure ripped through her and she saw stars behind her eyes. Her whole body relaxed in exhaustion as she came down from her high. Stephen collapsed on top of her, spent and panting. He slowly pulled himself out of her, lying next to her. He whispered softly. "Lift your head darling." She did so and he untied the gag and removed it. She sighed and smiled at him. He looked at her cautiously. "Are you ok?"

"Yes, very ok. Are you?"

He giggled and nodded. He reached over to the bedside table and retrieved the key to the handcuffs. "Here..."

He unlocked the handcuffs and took Rory's hands. She turned onto her side. He looked at the slight red marks around her wrists and kissed them before kissing her softly. She giggled. "Wow...I missed that so much."

"Me too." He stood up. "Hold on, I'll just get rid of this."

As he disposed of the condom, Rory removed the clothes that were hanging off of her and threw them to the other side of the room so that she, like Stephen, was completely naked. Stephen came back into the room and smiled as he lay down on the bed. "There we go." He wrapped his arm around her and huddled close. "We still have a few hours till they're back. What should we do?"

She smirked at him. "Well, when you put your fingers in my mouth before...it really made me want to do something to you."

"Oh?"

She cocked her eyebrows at him and kissed him, pushing his shoulder so he was lying on his back. She crawled on top of him as she kissed him, both of them groaning when his cock rubbed against her clit. One of his hands was in her hair and one was kneading a breast and his tongue was in her mouth and Rory could feel him getting hard again. Good, she thought. Just the way I like it. She broke the kiss and moved down his body, planting kisses all the way down his chest, licking his nipples as she went. His breathing became fast again. She loved it when he dominated her but she liked being in control too. She loved that she could do both. When she reached his stomach, she nestled herself comfortably between his legs. She took his cock in her hand and slowly slid her hand up and down, up and down, up and down. She looked up as he groaned. His eyes were half lidded and his lips were parted. She grinned and licked the entire length of his shaft. He hissed in pleasure as her tongue moved up his cock and stopped at the head. She circled her tongue around the head and placed gentle kisses on it before taking his cock into her mouth. He bucked against her before he restrained himself so he wouldn't choke her. But she seemed to enjoy it.

"Rory...fuck...oh yes...yes...God...fucking hell...yes..."

She smiled around his cock as she took him deeper and deeper into her mouth. She liked it when he lost his composure and started swearing. She liked it when he came undone. She liked that she could do that to him. It was a side of Stephen that only she knew and she loved seeing it. His hands gripped her hair as her head bounced up and down his cock. Her hands rested on his thighs and his left her hair to find them. Their fingers laced together as Stephen moaned, grunted and groaned.

"Yeah, go on baby...suck it...go on...fuck...

He tried to control his breathing to make him last longer but it was no use. Her mouth was too hot, her tongue too wet and his wife all too perfect for him to last much longer. "Rory, baby... I'm gonna come...soon."

She murmured her understanding against him and continued to suck. He groaned again. "Rory...yes...God...Rory...I'm gonna...Rory..."

She murmured again and looked up to him as she sucked. He looked down at her and saw the mischievous glint in her eyes. He watched her suck his cock until he couldn't hold back anymore. "God...Rory!"

He screamed as his head fell back and he came into her mouth. She moaned appreciatively and he felt her swallow around him before pulling off with an audible pop. He looked down at her and she licked her lips as she crawled back up him. She lay beside him. "Hmmmm...I've been wanting to that for a while."

He chuckled as he wrapped his arms around her and steadied his breathing. "So, what now?"

She smiled at him. "I think we should get a couple of hours sleep, just to catch up. We'll fall asleep naked in each other's arms, set an alarm, wake up in a couple of hours and make love again."

He giggled at her and kissed her. "I think that's a wonderful idea."