I don't own The Blacklist and I don't make money with fanfiction.

This is the last chapter of 'Distance' and is, of course, M rated. If you don't like adult fiction, don't read it! This chapter is sexually explicit and...well, you know my kind of smut :)

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The rest of the day was normal, Red disappeared for a few hours for business and then returned just in time for dinner. Liz was excited because this morning, Red had 'threatened' her that she didn't want to know what he would do to her after dinner...

"Sweetheart, I believe you remember what I told you this morning?"

"Should I? I think you need to remind me." Liz replied playfully, wrapping her arms around his neck and drawing him into a kiss. During the kiss, Red dragged her into one of the bathrooms of the big, old house and ripped her clothes off. She turned around and unbuttoned his vest and shirt. It all went very fast and a few seconds later, they were standing naked in front of the mirror. Red spun her around so that he stood behind her.

"Do you remember this dream? I guess you know what's coming next, don't you?"

"Oh yeah, I liked this dream...I had it a couple of times." she grinned.

"Good, now grab the sink with your hands and don't ever dare to look somewhere else than to our reflection in the mirror. If you break eye contact, I'll let you wait, understood?"

"Yes, Red." she replied, already quivering.

He teased her thighs from behind and then thrust into her, holding her hips firmly. Liz closed her eyes, forgetting what Red had told her, she was past being able to think.

"Look at me, Lizzie. Look into my eyes in the reflection." he ordered.

She forced her eyes open and felt that he had slowed down when she had closed them.

"I'm looking! Faster!"

Making love while looking into his eyes felt amazing for Liz, she cried out loud when she came but managed to keep her eyes open.

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Several weeks later, they were almost done with Liz's dream diary. The only dreams that couldn't be realized were the ones from the glass box, but they knew they would find a way.

"Lizzie" her favorite voice growled into her ear as she read a file. She hadn't seen him coming into the office.

"Yes? Red, I need a lead in the case." She tried to be professional at work, which was pretty hard because what she feared had become true: he teased her with spicy details of her diary in the most inappropriate moments and whispered obscene things into her ears during meetings.

"What about I give you this lead and tell you where you can find the next Blacklister and then we go home."

Half an hour later, the team knew how to catch the Blacklister. They would take him down tomorrow and Liz could finally go home.

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"Red, where are we going? This is neither the bedroom nor the bathroom...I have never seen this part of the house..."

"And this is why I won't let you remember the way. Close your eyes, Lizzie."

Liz did as she was told and felt how he placed a scarf over her eyes, then tied a knot and bound her wrists behind her back. He lead her to a room while holding her shoulders and then suddenly, she heard him lock a door. Apparently, they had arrived. Red untied her hands and undressed her slowly.

"On your knees. Good girl."

When Liz was in the right mood, she did everything Red told her without hesitation during their games, because she knew that if she said one word, he would stop immediately, they trusted each other. The other way round, when Red was the 'victim', she was always a little harder on him than he was on her. If his business partners knew what kind of power a woman could have over the fearless Concierge of Crime, they wouldn't respect him anymore...

Now Liz was kneeling on a pillow, feeling that Red put her arms above her head and all of a sudden, they were cuffed in chains hanging from the ceiling. Just like in the dream he had read to her a few nights ago when she had slept with tied wrists and ankles all night.

"All I want you to do now is feel, Lizzie. It's hard to find a reason for a punishment like this since you've been such a good girl lately."

"So you're telling me that if I wanna be punished I have to be a naughty girl? There are plenty of bad things I've been doing last week that you don't know about." Liz teased him. Of course there were no such things, so she needed to think fast and make something up.

"Oh really? Tell me." The fact that he just spoke into her ear without touching her drove her mad. What was the reason of being tied up like this and then not being touched? Liz was getting impatient, but at the same time, she knew it was his aim to test her patience and to drive her insane slowly.

"Well, last week I..."

"Oh, Lizzie. It's a bad idea to lie to me and you know it." He said quietly, still not touching her, but his breath nuzzled her neck and she already felt desire build up inside her. "I know you did nothing bad or naughty last week, but I believe you still didn't learn your lesson about not lying. You're very good at lying to people. All kinds of people: your boss, your co-workers, suspects...just not to me."

Red finally grabbed her around her waist and pulled her closer to him. He caressed her waist, hips and belly before suddenly letting go of her.

"If you say another word than 'please' or 'Red' from now on, I let you hang from the ceiling all night, am I clear?"

Liz nodded, knowing that these would have been the only words she wanted to say, anyway. He was just trying to teach her a lesson in patience, but like always, that didn't work. Without warning, he held her waist in a firm grip and began kissing from the side of her left breast up to her cheek, then slid his palms over the shapes of her body. He caressed her thighs, her back and then her neck, pulling her hair back to get better access to her throat. When he put his hands on her breasts from behind and played with her nipples, she was already sopping wet. He let his fingertips wander down over her belly to her hips and then pushed two fingers into her, rubbing up and down to make her whimper in need. Then Red withdrew his fingers and seconds later, she felt two soft feathers caressing her skin on each side, exploring every inch of her body. It made her muscles twitch and then suddenly the second feather was gone. He stroked her hips and then the heat between her legs with the other one and teased her clit with it until she came.

Liz had thought that he would only push her towards an orgasm and then stop when she was close, but this time he stroked the feather up and down until she climaxed with a scream. It took more time than usually to come, but it was worth it.

When Liz stopped panting, Red pressed her against him and gave her the most punishing and passionate kiss they had ever shared. He deepened the kiss and grabbed her butt tightly, squeezing it from time to time. Then he let go of her and neither of them said anything until all of a sudden, she felt something cold and sharp on her upper back. A knife.

Oh my god, that's unexpected...What am I gonna do? Well, nothing. I'm tied up, I can't fight...

"Red?"

He chuckled. "Do you wonder what I'm doing? Don't be scared, I won't hurt you. I just like to play with a knife on your perfect skin. Relax and trust me. Just breath."

Liz breathed slowly in and out while Red traced her curves with the cold blade, it felt both dangerous and hot. He put a hand on the back of her head when he let the knife wander up and down the back of her neck, then pulled her hair back to tease her throat. He circled her nipples with it and she gasped as he teased her inner thighs. Her skin tingled and her heart was pounding as if it would fall out of her chest. She clenched her legs together, but he forced them open again.

"Lizzie, don't move. I know what I'm doing." Red whispered and let it wander up and down her legs before he put it aside. Then he sat in front of her again, licking and sucking her nipples, biting in them while playing with the skin around her clit before lying down under her so that she straddled him. He cupped Liz's ass and thrust into her, holding her in a firm grip. After both of them had come multiple times, Red kissed her again, first slow and sensual, then harder and more dominant, he took control over the kiss, not letting her decide anything.

Later he put the blindfold away and finally allowed her to open her eyes.

There was a huge mirror in front of her, Red sat behind her and had wrapped his hands around her waist, holding her tight. She had to admit that their reflection looked extremely sexy. Both of them were sweating, Red pressed a wet kiss on her shoulder and they held each other's gaze in the mirror until he slowly ran his fingertips up and down her arms and she closed her eyes again. Then Red opened the shackles that were chaining her to the ceiling and turned her around to get up.

She had to keep her eyes closed all the way back to the bedroom, because he didn't want her to remember the way for some reason.

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They went to bed and fell asleep almost immediately, cuddling into each other and completely exhausted from their adventure.

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Thanks for reading, this was the last chapter! Please leave a review and tell me what you think!

I have an idea for an M rated story in which Lizzie gets abducted...