Handcuffed
"Yes." I said with a smile laced upon my face. AHH but my legs! Conjuring up as much strength in my legs as I could I got up from my seat steadying myself by grabbing onto the table. Taking in a deep breath I look up at Dean's expression. Stupid shit is laughing! He finds it amusing of how hard it is for me to walk after having sex with him. I'll show him, two can play that game. I quicken my pace and walk up to him snatching the handcuffs out of his hand and roughly throw him down onto the seat behind him. The seat tips back as to fall with him in it but I raise my leg and place my foot on the chair between his legs pushing it back down to the floor. "Getting a little rough there?" He chuckled. " I see your legs are working again." A smile plastered on his gorgeous fine lined face. With a smile I lean in and give him a surprisingly gentle kiss that only brushes against his lower lip. Wanting more he grabs the back of my neck and pulls me closer to him locking his mouth with mine. My hair becoming a personal curtain blocking everything around us. Pulling away from him I bite his bottom lip "Nah uh" and grab his hands pinning them behind him. A cold metal touches the surface of his skin and he glances over his shoulders to see himself handcuffed to the chair. " Uh… I pictured this the other way around." He said looking at me as if I just pulled the ultimate prank. "Dean… I'm always in charge." A devilish smirk etched on my face. Leaving him alone in the room I walk into the kitchen and get some ice then toward our luggage "Sala! You're not going to just leave me here right?" his voice sounding a bit distant. I ignore his remark and search through our things pulling out another two pair of handcuffs and a silky tie that Dean had incase he had to look the part of something he obviously wasn't. He does look hot when he gets all snazzy. I thought to myself as I walked back to the main room. Dean swung his head to the side to try and catch what I was doing, but by the time he had realized I was in the room I leaned over to side of his face and whispered in his ear " Just relax and let me take control." Taking in a deep breath he sits back in his seat anticipating and unaware of what I'm going to do next. I walked over to the front of him and grabbed his head, softly kissing him. Running my hands down his chest I break the kiss and cuff his legs to the chair. He sat in silence as he watched me sit on his lap, face to face, and wrap the ice in the tie. Surprising different parts of his body I trail the chilly bundle of ice from the back of his neck up to his lips. Sucking softly on the area I started the wet trail I lick my way along the icy water left behind from the tie stopping at his lips, noting that the hair on the back of his neck is standing up. Without a word I continue to trail the icy tie down from his lips to his chest and around his belly button, my tongue following. He gives out little shivers every now and then when I trail it to an unexpected area of his body. Running the ice down the 'V' on his pelvic he tenses his body as it heads toward his pants, still my tongue follows the watery trail.
Okay, I apologize that I'm leaving this one a cliffhanger but I ran out of ideas and you obviously know where this is heading so I'm going to let your imagination finish this one up for you. If I ever have free time or come up with something else I'll continue it. Have a nice day peoples.