Chapter 34

AN: Entirely plotless, smut-filled chapter. If that's not your jam, you won't be missing anything. This was the first chapter I wrote in 1st person rather than 3rd person, so let me know if you like it better this way or if I should change it back.

Amelia
April 11th, 2192

As the night approached, the guests of my surprise birthday-slash-farewell party started to trickle out the door. Stifling a yawn, I said goodbye to Castis and shut the door, padding back into the living room where Garrus was gathering trash. He hugged me, holding me and spinning us in a slow circle.

"Did you enjoy the surprise?"

I sighed contentedly, closing my eyes and resting my head against his chest, "I did. It was nice to see all of them again."

"Did I tell you I like what you did with your hair?" He hummed, the rumbling traveling through his chest and into mine, spreading a primal need.

"Yea, but you could tell me a few more times," I tease with a small laugh. With the kids already tucked into bed, there was nothing left to do except clean up the house, but I had other ideas on how to spend the rest of the evening. "C'mon, we'll clean up tomorrow." Garrus's responding growl was confirmation that he understood my underlying meaning.

Once they made it to the bedroom, Garrus closed the distance, burying his head into the crook of my shoulder and pushing me back until my butt hit the bed. I tipped my head, exposing more of my throat to him as he slid his hands over my body.

He broke contact long enough to let me remove my shirt before his hands continued their trek. The feeling of his rough, leathery skin across my stomach sent bolts of electricity through me. I needed him, but I wanted to be helpless, to allow him to do anything he wanted. It had been far too long between the pregnancy and the recovery since I was tied up.

This time I broke contact, slowly teasing my pants down my legs, seductively shaking my hips, watching his eyes float over my bare skin as I did, staring like a predator about to feast. It felt good to be lusted after, to be wanted, and Garrus definitely wanted me.

I walked to the closet, bending over and exposing my pussy, digging around for the ropes. I found them quickly but remained bent over, drinking in the pained growls coming from him. His hands latched onto my hips, pulling me back into his. He had already emerged and was throbbing, but his pants remained a barrier between us.

"Spirits, Ame, that's not fair."

My response was to rub my ass against him, extracting another sexy rumble. I had him wrapped around my finger.

"Make me stop then," He obliged, taking the bundle from me, squishing my wrists together, and wrapping the rope around them. "Mmmm, yea, like that."

Garrus retrieved another bundle, tying it above my elbows, pulling them closer but not touching. I moaned again, spurring him on as he metered out my request.

"Fuck, you are so wet. You love this, don't you?"

"Uh-huh," I manage breathily, gasping sharply as he gently ran his talon over my lips. I am totally exposed, completely at his mercy, and he's right. I love every goddamn second of it.

"Kneel down on the bed," He ordered, smiling as I complied, "Good girl." Without another word, he took several bundles, tying one above my knee and one at my ankle, cinching my leg in this position before repeating on my other leg.

A blindfold was placed over my eyes, followed by one last bundle used for a crotch rope. Garrus ran the smooth nylon through my pussy, placing a strategic knot on my clit. Perfect, just like always.

He picked me up off the edge of the bed, depositing me somewhere near the middle. Grabbing at the dangling piece of rope from my wrists, he pulled my arms back to full extension, tying it off somewhere as I could no longer lower them.

"I love seeing you like this," He drawled, his voice dropping into the seductive register I love so much, sending a spike of heat straight to my core.

"I love being helpless for you," I pant, trying to grind against the crotch rope to no avail. With my words, the vibrator tied into the crotch rope hummed to life, making me yelp. The vibrations traveled down the rope into the knot, focusing the pleasure on my clit. I struggle for a moment, unable to find any weaknesses in Garrus's technique. His hands soon join in the fun, running over my boobs, his rough skin pushing me over the edge to my first orgasm.

"Enjoying it, I see. Anything hurt, everything alright?" With a shake of my head, he continues, "Perfect. I'll explain the game now. I'll leave you like this for an hour. Have as many orgasms as you like."

Hmm, there's gotta be a catch.

As if on queue, Garrus continued, "But… you have to be quiet. Every time one of the kids wakes up, I add the time it takes to get them back to sleep plus fifteen minutes to the clock. There'll be a prize waiting for you if you make it through."

Fuck, I might never get out. It was a perfect predicament he'd set up, making me even hornier than I was before. "Gag me?"

His hands placed a ring on my ears. "Hmm… Not yet."

That was the last sound I heard before he activated the noise dampeners. I was fully restrained, blinded, and deafened, with no hope of escaping until I begged or won the challenge. The thought alone made me cum again, harder than ever before, coupled with a loud moan, which I tried to stifle, but failed.

Garrus

After returning from the nursery, dealing with a fussy Serenity, I headed back to my bedroom to check on Amelia. Unsurprisingly, she was right where I left her, her body shaking involuntarily, trying to distance itself from the vibrations to no avail. She wasn't going anywhere, and neither was the vibe.

I opened the clock program on my omnitool. Let's see... twenty-three minutes for Serenity to fall back asleep plus fifteen. He punched in the numbers into the program. Forty-seven minutes down, fifty-one to go. For now.

My cock jumped at the thought, vicariously stealing some of her pleasure, but it wasn't enough for me right now. I had to taste it, and I definitely had to tease her.

The first thing I notice is the mess she's made. I had the foresight to put a towel between her legs, which was almost entirely saturated. The rope between her legs was swollen with her juices as well. I quickly grabbed a replacement and swapped them.

The only sound in the room is her intermittent moans as the relentless wand drives her further toward her next orgasm. Time to tease her. I opened the device's control menu and set a new program for it to run. Instead of running at fifty percent power, it would now cycle between ten percent and one-hundred percent at random intervals between one and three minutes.

"Garrus?" Her voice is barely a ghost, "Are you there?"

Knowing she can't hear me, I answer by running my finger along her crotch rope, eliciting a sultry moan for touching her hyper-sensitive folds. I can almost taste the desperation in her juice. It was heaven.

"How long?" I tapped her four times and then seven more times. "Almost done?" I tap her once, meaning no, before tapping out a five and a one. "Fifty-one minutes?" She asked, her voice a bit more intense than before, "I don't know if I can make it." Her voice was laden with a desperation so sweet that I nearly exploded from it alone.

I began my attack by running my hands up and down her sides. She struggled and tried to move away but couldn't. Then, I began to lick her nipples, an action causing her to mewl in the most attractive way.

"Let me… have your… cock. I need… to taste it." Her sentence was harried by sharp exhales as she neared another orgasm.

I shrugged, deciding to give her what she asked for. I got up, standing on the bed in front of her, and placed it on her awaiting tongue. Her lips wrapped around my cock immediately and began working. It took every ounce of my patience and determination not to burst immediately. Her lips made me feel so good.

It didn't take long, her devious lips never leaving my cock once they closed around it, the constant suction proving too much for me to handle. I came into her mouth, but she didn't stop, merely swallowing the load and continuing her task, taking me in tip to hilt.

She paused as the vibrator increased in power, her breathy moan around my cock to express her pleasure. Her body shook as her seventh orgasm crashed over her, dragging out my second with it. Like last time, she swallowed my seed without a complaint, but now she took her mouth off me. "Mmmmm. You taste so good."

I got off the bed, placing a deep kiss on her lips, our tongues locking together as I swallowed some of her moans.

After the blowjob, I leave her to her fate, content to watch her squirm from my chair as the vibrator repeatedly turns her into a puddle of mush. However, I gave her a small mercy, gagging her as requested, but I also turned down the vibrator to minimum power.

Thirty-nine minutes to go.

Amelia

I rocked my hips, trying to find any friction to gain a release. Since I had blown Garrus, he'd left me for what felt like three hours, at the mercy of a wand running at too low of a power to do anything other than keep me on edge.

The wand came to a merciful end, and I felt Garrus's hands on me again, untying the rope holding the demonic sex toy to my stomach. A minute later, I heard the noise dampeners beep, and the room's ambient sound returned. "You did it," His velvety voice floated into my ears, "Are you ready for the prize?"

"Mhm," I nodded, sucking in the spit escaping the gag.

I felt his weight on the bed, the divot making me tip towards him as he moved around. And then I felt it, his damn tongue running top to bottom through my neglected, aching pussy. "OH, GOD!" I yelled into the gag. That was all it took for me to explode onto his face, the orgasm coming with equal parts relief and dread.

I felt him lap all of my juices up, strategically avoiding my folds until it was all gone, and then he laughed, "Eager, are we? Oh, baby, you taste so delicious. I need more." He buried his tongue deep in her again, going much faster. His hands came up and squeezed her boobs, his thumbs circling the hardened nipple, sending bolts of electricity through her body with each brush across them.

He brought me to orgasm after orgasm for several minutes, not leaving a drop behind, but he did it in such a way they never fully satisfied me, always leaving me needing one more. I whimpered when he pulled himself out from under me.

"Please…," I beg, though my words come out muffled, "Fuck me," I tug at the rope, but I'm still powerless to enact my will. He doesn't respond, but a moment later, I'm tipped forward, and he is behind me, gripping my hips. I feel his cock rubbing at my lips before he pushes inside, finally filling me.