Alice perched on Blackout's thigh, grinding her hips slowly. He nipped at her lips, soft growls rumbling his chest. She mewled softly in response, gripping his shoulders tightly. He gripped her hips, rubbing the soft skin with his thumbs.
She slowly grinded against his thigh, a soft moan escaping her throat as she pulled away from the messy kisss. "Oh."
He chuckled softly, trailing his fingertips up her side and to her throat, feeling her heartbeat race. "Feel like trying something new?"
She nodded slightly. "Sure. I trust you."
He smirked and wrapped his arm around her waist, easily flipping them both over. He kept his hand on her throat, feeling her heart race under his touch. He slid his other hand to the damp crotch of her panties, rubbing it slowly.
He carefully cupped her neck, pressing his fingers to the main arteries. "Slap me if you feel like you're panicking. In the face, understand?"
She nodded slightly, swallowing thickly as she gripped the sheets tightly.
He lightly smirked, slowly tightening the pressure on her neck as he stroked over her damp panties. She gasped softly, her eyes fluttering closed. He pressed slow kisses to the side of her face, continuing to rub her through her panties slowly.
He slowly loosened his grip and she moaned softly, her legs squirming some and her thighs pressing together. He smirked against her shoulder, giving her a moment to catch her breath. He knew a little too much about asphyxiation, but that simply ensured she would be quite safe.
She shuddered as he pinched her clit through her panties and nodded slightly, softly mumbling, "You can do it again."
He smirked and started tightening his grip again, making sure to press against her arteries and not her windpipe. "As the slutty princess commands."
She mewled softly, her eyes sliding closed again as she bit her lower lip uselessly. She arched up slightly and he rubbed her clit through her panties, feeling more dampness gather onto the soft fabric. He kept rubbing as he applied pressure onto her neck, slowing the bloodflow into her brain.
He was controlling a fine line between pleasure and pain; her very life literally in his hand. She seemed to love it, however, if the wetness growing onto her panties. Soft, breathless moans escaped her parted lips.
He kept his grip tight on her, feeling her heart race even quicker as he kept rubbing her clit quickly. He finally let go when she arched up, a loud moan escaping her as the endorphins came rushing to her.
She flushed brightly as she slumped down onto the bed, panting havily. He combed his fingers through her hair, lightly smirking. "Feel better?"
She nodded slightly, blinking slowly as she focused on him. "Yeah. Holy shit, break time."
He chuckled and nodded. "Break time it is."