It was serene here. Rosie watched ribbons of moonlight swim across the lake, worked up by the breeze that shook the forest. An owl hooted in the distance, some other creature in the distance. Overhead thick clouds floated in front of clear stars.
"Close the damn window!" Eddie's teeth chattered as he walked through the door. He shuffled up to her for warmth.
"I was enjoying the peace and quiet."
"It's still peaceful."
Rosie huffed. The window banged shut. "Sure."
Eddie just grinned, sliding a hand between the folds of her robe. Her skin prickled in the cold.
"Hey! You wore it!"
"Seemed like the right occasion."
"Very nice."
Eddie's finger ran gently over the lace on her chest. Rosie felt the heat rise to her cheeks and tried to close the robe.
"Stop looking at me like that."
"Like what?"
"That."
He traced the lines of her torso, testing the elasticity of her suspenders. "Like you're beautiful?"
She turned aside coyly, he put a hand to her jaw.
"Look at me."
Rosie obeyed. "I love you."
How could he do that? Shift from stern to sweet so easily. "I love you."
The robe slipped off her shoulders and to the floor Eddie passed his palms over her. Back to front. Front to back. Up and down, kneeling as he had to. His mouth joined them gradually, memorizing the lines of her. Rosie's lids eased shut.
"Eddie."
"Right here, Sweetheart." He kissed her face, then claimed her mouth, bringing her arms around his neck. He was warm, and she pressed forward, feeling chill. Unhurried, unyielding, his lips and tongue took from her until Rosie needed to break for air, and he forced her to meet his dark gaze. "I have them."
"Oh?"
"You're sure?"
"Sure."
"Tell me."
"Yes. I'm sure." She showed him her forearms.
Eddie growled eagerly, and went to his backpack. The chains jingled loudly, glinting in the half-light. "You want out. You tell me."
Rosie nodded.
He cupped her face again. Serious.
"I understand." A hint of mischief shot through her, and she added: "Sir."
Eddie's eyebrows shot up. He licked his lips as he snapped the cuffs shut. "That's new."
"You like it?"
"Like it, what?"
Rosie grinned. Formed the word very carefully: "Sir."
He bounced and kissed her ear, breaking character slightly. Links jangled in front of her face. He was deciding what to do with her. A sharp tug brought her over to the armchair in the corner. He sat, yanked her forward. Rosie's stomach fluttered at the look on his face.
"Lift." Eddie raised her knee til her foot rested beside him. His rings flashed as he wrapped the chain round his hand, steadying her. "Stay."
Rosie stood, measuring her breaths. Eddie took his time, fingers dancing over her. He slapped her hands when she tried to interfere, and a quiet thrill rippled through her.
"You know you can take it off?" She sassed while he was trying to touch her under the bra.
"It's sexy." He pinched her nipple. Hard. Rosie squeaked. Torn between wanting to leave the garment on, and wanting to play with her tits, he just pulled it down. "Bend."
"Jeez!" A second too long to react, and the grip he had on her restraints made sense. Rosie almost faceplanted into the back of the chair, but he allowed her enough arm movement to catch herself. Eddie chuckled and pushed his face into her breast. "You could've just asked."
"I could've." He bit this time, enough to make her hiss with pain. Licked apologetically immediately after. Rosie glowered. She knew he wasn't sorry at all. He sounded merry as he sucked her exposed nipples raw, not caring how difficult it was for her to balance.
"Oh." Rosie uttered to the motion of one digit, which, having snuck past the hem of her panties, now ran along her with no apparent purpose. It didn't try to find any of the sensitive parts she wanted, or have any other mission just to remind her of what it could be doing. She hmphed disdainfully. It left her, and instead she received a clap across the thigh. "Ow!"
Eddie cackled against her aching left boob. "Quit complaining."
"You -"
His hand raised again. "I…what?"
Her mouth snapped shut.
"Better." His hand returned to move her underwear aside. Tongue ran a long line over her. He rumbled: "See what you get without that sass?"
"Yessir."
Rosie fought to keep standing, much as her legs protested and her body moved in ripples that sought to throw her off, she persevered. She played with Eddie's hair as he licked, no longer able to talk back. His fingers, too, rewarded her, when she didn't ask for correction. Soon she relied heavily on him to hold her up.
Just as she was reaching a peak, he sat back. An evil grin painted across his features as he saw her expression change from esctasy, to confusion, to dismay, to anger.
"For fu -!"
She really toppled forward this time, landing on him. Eddie had her arms held completely straight as he stared at her.
"Are you complaining again?"
"No." Rosie caught the disappointment in his glance and added: "Sir."
"Off." He shoved, still careful enough to stop her from falling completely. Eddie stepped up behind, steered her over to the door, and looped the chain over the coat hook. "Now be good."
"Yes Sir."
Her panties slid down her legs, just to the ankles, where leather manacles stopped them. Eddie tilted her forward so her forehead touched the door, then knelt down. She minded her manners, so he was nice once more. His fingers slid into her wetness again, and his tongue circled her throbbing nub. Rosie heard the rattle of his belt, and the whisper of his zipper. He moaned, stroking himself as he played with her. She smiled, knowing he was struggling, too.
Eddie's digits drifted away at length, and Rosie sighed, expecting her to leave her cold again. When his mouth moved to replace that touch, she calmed for a microsecond.
"Ah?" Her head whipped around.
He paused with his finger at her other hole. "No?"
Rosie considered it. "Not 'no'. Er…"
Circling motions. He didn't press. "That's not a 'yes'."
"I-I-I've just never…" She cleared her throat. "There."
"Too much?"
"Try?" She eventually concluded. "Just a little."
"A little?"
"Please."
The sensation was foreign. She frowned.
"Want me to stop?"
"Don't stop."
He went gradually, til she struggled.
"Wait!"
"This much is ok?"
"Just that much."
"Am I hurting you?"
"No… it's…interesting?"
He was so cautious. Rosie herself struggled to understand what she was experiencing. Only after ensuring she was ok, did his tongue resume.
"Ooooh!" The sound escaped her before she could catch it. Before she even knew where it had come from. This was interesting.
"Hm?"
"Don't stop!" She was pulling at the chains, teetering on her toes. "Don't!"
Eddie ave yet another soft growl. He worked himself harder. Rosie was starting to tingle all over again.
"SHIT!" She yelled, when he stepped back again. She could kill him right now.
Eddie unhooked her and smacked her ass. Rosie hit the mattress face-first and was hauled back by the ankles til she hung over the bed. "No sass."
Sound of a wrapper. She went back to being a good girl. Raised her rear. Only to swear again when he plowed into her. A choked gasp. Not that he hurt her.
He didn't even ask. Rosie didn't think he could. His finger slid back into her other entrance, and her back arched on its own. Oh, this was a different kind of pressure. The noises she made weren't human, but neither were his. Now she understood why he'd brought her to the middle of nowhere.
Eddie had done himself, as surely as he'd done Rosie. He slammed home one last time, and fell on top of her.
"Awww crap!"
Rosie was still trying to see straight. "Huh?"
"I'm sorry."
She raised herself best she could. "Did it break?"
He lurched back to check. "No."
"What's wrong?"
"What's wrong? I only lasted 30 seconds!"
"It's fine!"
"FINE!?"
Rosie made a quick note to remove that word from her vocabulary. "I-I mean…ten seconds wouldn't matter, if it was good enough."
Eddie collapsed on the bed. "Was it?"
"Uh-huh." She laid next to him and rattled her restraints. "Key?"
"Nope." He squished her. "No escape."
