Literally Pirateninja (shadowcat) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2019-11-19 04:53:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, diana prince (wonder woman), kitty pryde (shadowcat) |
This isn’t what it looks like
Who: Kitty and Diana
What: Diana discovers one of Kitty's kinks.
When: Recent
Where: Diana's place
Status: complete
Rating: Medium then High
It had started innocently enough. Somehow, the cats had managed to get into what Kitty jokingly called the Armory, and abscond with Diana’s lasso. They gave her a merry chase throughout the house until she’d managed to corner them and retrieve the magical artifact.
The rope was softer than she expected, pleasant to the touch and as she coiled it around one of her wrists she giggled a little as her mind wandered. Which made her cough lightly, even though she was alone.
Kitty flicked it around experimentally; she was better with swords, but could probably learn enough to be effective with a rope dart or chain. The rope snapped back and wrapped loosely around her shoulders.
The lasso was an interesting weapon, and it was undoubtedly the most powerful one that Diana had received from her Dreams. Well, okay, the Mother Box was probably the most powerful thing, but without the other Boxes present, it was relatively harmless. She hadn’t really needed to use her lasso, even while fighting. She’d preferred using her sword and shield mostly when Orange County was invaded. Though she could probably teach Kitty how to properly wield the lasso.
So when she came home, she wasn’t expecting much out of the ordinary. Though when she came around a corner and saw Kitty being tied up in the lasso, she arched an eyebrow, a bit of a smirk crossing her face.
“Well, what have we here?”
“Uhm,” Kitty blushed scarlet, looking down at herself and blurting out. “This isn’t what it looks like. Okay maybe it’s a little bit what it looks like but it started out innocent okay the cats got ahold of it and this is like, okay it’s really soft?”
“That cats started it? Interesting defense,” she teased. Though Diana was fully aware it was the truth. She knew what the lasso could do, and that only the truth could be spoken while someone was under its sway. “Though I’m curious, do you want to do something with this rope in a non-innocent way?” She stepped closer, keeping her gaze on Kitty.
“For the record, you went there not me,” Kitty replied, squinting an eye up at the burning when she tried not to answer. “Ow hot hot okay yes, yes god, yes.”
If Diana pressed for more detail Kitty was well and thoroughly fucked. And yet, she made no attempt to phase out of the rope, or even just untangle herself.
Diana chuckled as Kitty tried not to answer truthfully. “For the record, you’re the one who said it was a little bit what it looked like first,” she corrected. She walked over to Kitty, reaching down and picking up one end of the lasso. “So you are into being tied up?” She asked. Yes, she was turning the screw.
Oh, Kitty didn’t know if it was Diana’s voice, the lasso, or the expression on her girlfriend’s face, but she was suddenly incredibly turned on. “Yes.”
It just tumbled out of her. That word, her own voice betraying her. But her powers were all about escape and passing through things… the idea of being restrained and at the mercy of someone like Diana hit buttons she’d only ever fantasized about.
With that simple answer, Diana’s gaze moved over Kitty, mostly noting how the lasso was looped around her, but it was also to emphasize the point of the conversation. She pulled on the lasso, causing it to tighten around Kitty’s shoulders. “Do you want me to tie you up?”
Kitty whimpered in what was quite literally the verbal equivalent to a keysmash, her eyes moving to Diana’s biceps then to her face. And she actually tried to fight it for all of three seconds before she gasped, “Yes!”
With another skilled tug, the lasso tightened around Kitty’s wrists. She then pulled Kitty to her feet and towards her with the lasso, her gaze seemingly searing into Kitty. “Does it matter where I tie you up?” Because of course Diana was pushing buttons, but she also wanted to fulfill what Kitty fantasized about to the fullest possible extent.
And, well, it did tend to help that the lasso was the rope being used because it would force the truth out even if Kitty tried to resist.
“You mean like Japanese Rope Bondage or on the bed?” Kitty asked, a little wide-eyed and breathless and not entirely aware that she’d blurted out one of her kinks as her mind was wandering to images of being bound on her knees while Diana shoved her face between her toned thighs.
“Japanese rope bondage? Now that’s something to consider. Though I wonder, is the lasso long enough to properly tie you up Japanese style?” Diana mused, looking the rope over. She’d never used it for anything other than extracting truth from people or for tying up villains. Was it long enough to properly tie Kitty up? That was the true question.
“I don’t know I can’t say I ever thought about doing the math for the lasso but I’ve looked it up a lot, I’ve even got a folder filled with--fuck.”
Kitty scrunched up her face.
Sometimes the lasso certainly got a label of getting too much information about something. Sometimes such admissions were funny, such as Arthur’s in her Dreams. And sometimes they were revelatory, such as right now with Kitty.
“You have a folder of images? Or videos? Or is it both?” She kept hold of the end of the rope and she reached out with her other hand, hooking one finger under Kitty’s chin and tilting it up. “You have been fantasizing about being tied up, haven’t you?” Her voice was smooth and seductive, like audible velvet. Or audible chocolate.
“Pictures, a couple of videos but this is the kind of thing it’s easy to find pictures of but really hard to find videos that aren’t like, male gazey gross,” Kitty explained, more eagerly than she’d meant to. She managed to stop herself from blurting out any other information related to porn stashes since she hadn’t been directly asked.
Then Diana asked that in that voice and Kitty might have come, just a little. “Y..yes.”
“I can understand.” Then again, wasn’t most porn male gazey gross anyway? Still, it was interesting to see how eager Kitty was in talking about it. So clearly it was something Diana should make a reality for her. At the response to her last question, she smiled.
“Perhaps we can make that fantasy come true.” Diana doubted she could tie Kitty up exactly like in the pictures she had, but she could still tie her up.
“Do you really want to?” Kitty asked, in a tone of voice halfway between awe and ‘wait you’d be into that?’ “I don’t want you to do anything you’re not comfortable with no matter how badly I need you to top me.”
“I am intrigued by it, I must say.” Though what caught Diana’s attention more was the last thing Kitty said. She should maybe untie Kitty from the lasso for the time being, but she was also rather enjoying the truthful responses to her questions. “You need me to top you? Is that a natural tendency for you, or is it more you want me to put my muscles to work?”
Of course, Diana knew there was more than just physical power and strength to being a top. But she knew how Kitty enjoyed her muscles, so she was going to use that to her advantage.
Kitty immediately parroted an old Taco Bell commercial, in spanish, “Why not both?”
Diana chuckled. “Then both it is.” She leaned in and pressed a kiss to Kitty’s lips, one that most certainly held promise in it.
“Oh….” Kitty sighed into the kiss, eyes fluttering shut as she lost herself in it. The promise was exciting, and the more the lasso rubbed at her skin the more excited she got.
It would be so easy to phase through it, but she didn’t want to do that. “God I love you.”
She smiled into the kiss, then after breaking it, she nipped at Kitty’s bottom lip. “I love you, too. Though I think we should go somewhere a little more comfortable, hm?” She asked. Of course, she wasn’t opposed to doing things right here, especially with the kids not being around. But considering Diana hadn’t actually done rope play before, it’d probably be best to do it in the bedroom for comfort’s sake.
“Hnng.” What was it about bottom lips and biting that made Kitty lose all sense or reason. Her entire body hummed at that one single action and she gasped out. “Lead on….!”
Which basically implied she wanted Diana to drag her around like she was on a leash and she wasn’t actually going to think too heavily on that right now.
Diana couldn’t help but to smirk at Kitty’s response. Wordlessly, she pulled away from Kitty and tugged on the lasso, tightening it around Kitty while also pulling her towards the bedroom. Once in the bedroom, she looked over the bed, then looked her lover up and down, a gleam in her dark eyes.
“The only question I have, is would you rather be hog-tied or tied spread eagle on the bed?”
Oh no. Oh no. Now there was a choice and Kitty wasn’t sure which she wanted more. So she did the only logical thing; she gave the choice back to Diana. It was an alluring thought, to be entirely in her control as it was. “If I was your captive and you were going to, uh, take consensual advantage of me, how would you do it?”
That wasn’t unexpected, and Diana chose to not give an answer to the question. Mostly to keep Kitty in suspense and heighten the experience that much more. She turned to her girlfriend and untied the lasso from around her. “Get undressed,” she stated in a more commanding tone. After Kitty was undressed, then she’d tie her up again.
The longer that Diana waited to answer, the heavier Kitty found her breathing. She felt a twinge in her nethers at the order and scrambled to obey, forgetting she could actually just… phase her clothing off. But her mind was already addled and she was turned on enough to feel dizzy.
Building up the atmosphere was part of the fun, as was seeing how wound up Kitty could get. Diana did wonder how long it would take before Kitty started begging her. So she was resolved to be a tease as far as touching Kitty went. She watched with approval as Kitty undressed, her dark gaze lingering over her girlfriend’s body.
“I approve,” she said before she stepped close to Kitty again. She held the lasso in one hand and trailed her finger tips ever so lightly up Kitty’s arm. Diana then shifted around behind her pulling her arms back and starting to tie them behind Kitty’s back. Given Diana didn’t know the intricacies of tying someone up, she was simply going to tie Kitty’s wrists together, and possibly wind the rope around her forearms, though not tightly. After all, she didn’t want to cut off the flow of blood in her girlfriend’s arms. That would just ruin everything.
Kitty shivered, almost purring at the approval as she realized she might have a little bit of a praise kink and she hoped Diana might approve more. She shivered again, biting back a groan at the rope and the softness of it.
And she found herself murmuring “Harder” and was grateful she didn’t have a mommy kink like certain Harley’s.
Diana wove the rope around Kitty’s arms, and she heard the murmur, arching an eyebrow in curiosity. So for effect, and to heighten things more, Diana leaned in close to Kitty’s ear. “You’re going to have to speak up,” she practically purred into Kitty’s ear. But it was also a bit of a command. Diana may be a demigoddess, but she didn’t exactly have ultrasonic hearing.
Making a ‘hnng’ sound, Kitty squirmed in the combined pleasure of Diana’s voice and the rope. She gasped, raising her voice a few decibels and octaves, “Harder.”
Kitty wanted Diana to wreck her and they’d only just started.
Diana smirked and obliged, tightening the rope around Kitty’s arms a little more. “Let me know if you start losing feeling in your arms or hands,” she practically purred into Kitty’s ear again. It was important to know that, after all. She then leaned in and bit and tugged on Kitty’s earlobe.
“Okay,” Kitty said, her eyes fluttering shut and her mouth hanging open as that was kind of the last thing on her mind. Then Diana bit her earlobe and her entire body responded, practically lighting up. “Oh fuck I love you.”
Again, she smirked and chuckled a bit at Kitty’s reaction to biting her earlobe. She then flicked her tongue against the area she’d just bitten. “Good girl. Now, I want you to sit on the bed, facing me, and don’t move,” she instructed. Diana had finished tying Kitty up, but left enough rope dangling that she could tie Kitty’s arms to the bed if she so decided to do that as they went on.
Trembling with anticipation, Kitty did as she was told, crawling onto the bed and sitting down facing Diana. She went as still as she could, though that trembling remained as her brown eyes roamed Diana’s face and chest. She bit her lip to keep herself quiet, toes curling at the sheer eroticism of it all.
“Good girl,” she praised once Kitty was sitting on the bed. Diana then decided to tease Kitty. Instead of tying her to the bed, she’d test her lover’s restraint. She kept her gaze focused on Kitty’s as she started to undress herself. It wasn’t quite a striptease, but she was being a bit teasing about it. Her ultimate goal was to see how long it would take before Kitty begged her to fuck her senseless.
Oh. Kitty shivered again, eyes fluttering and she started to squirm before she remembered she was supposed to stay still and not move. So she exhaled, wetting her lips. The only way this could be better would be if Diana pulled out a ball gag, but she didn’t think they had one of those.
And then she was forgetting what she was thinking about, staring as Diana undressed. It was maddening, utterly and completely maddening and if Diana would just hurry up already?
Given Diana wanted to drive Kitty crazy, she wasn’t going to hurry up. At least not in the way her lover wanted her to. Once her clothes were discarded, Diana eyed Kitty, sauntering around to the side of the bed.
“Now you’ve been a good girl so far, but you were a bad girl earlier, playing with my lasso without permission. And bad girls deserve some punishment, do they not?” She asked. Reaching out, she ever so lightly trailed one finger along Kitty’s collarbone as she awaited a response.
“You’re a rock goddess,” Kitty told her, eyes slightly glassy as she stared at Diana’s chest. Her throat bobbed and she shuddered because that was so incredibly hot she didn’t know what to do with herself.
“I uh..yeah I’m a bad bad girl and I misbehaved.”
“Then some punishment is in order,” Diana commented. They didn’t have a ball gag, but Diana hadn’t even considered that. What she was considering was something a little different. She pulled away from Kitty and rummaged around a little before she found something that would work as a blindfold. “Now, I think this will do for starters.” She then proceeded to tie a blindfold around Kitty’s eyes. Sensory deprivation to help heighten the senses.
Oh god, oh fuck. Kitty’s eyes followed Diana as she stepped away, a soft whimper escaping her because where were you going but maybe this was part of the torture because, good god, it was definitely torture.
Oh god, oh fuck. Kitty’s breathing got heavier and she chewed on her lip. “So we’re going with cruel and unusual then.”
Diana chuckled softly, and after she was done tying the blindfold, she pressed her lips against Kitty’s ear. “It wouldn’t exactly be punishment otherwise, would it?” She practically purred against Kitty’s ear. She trailed a finger tip up along Kitty’s spine, the fingers of her other hand ghosting over her shoulder.
“Besides, I like having you at my mercy,” she murmured as she trailed her lips down along Kitty’s neck.
Oh she hoped she got spanked.
A low gasp escaped her, her body arcing in response to the finger up her spine. The gasp turned into a little bit of a whine as she tilted her head away from Diana’s mouth to expose more of her neck. “Well… you’ll… never make me talk.”
Or something. She wasn’t really thinking straight.
“Is that so?” She queried, nipping at Kitty’s neck. “I think I can make you scream.” Diana lightly grazed her nails down Kitty’s side. And, well, she was definitely considering giving Kitty a spanking. Because she certainly wasn’t going to touch her anywhere that Kitty most likely really wanted to be touched for the near future. Teasing was part of the game, and keeping her girlfriend at her mercy was a bit of a turn on to her.
Which was something she’d never thought that would be the case, but here she was, being proven wrong.
Kitty’s mouth went light, like she wasn’t going to give Diana the satisfaction of uttering another peak. There was a defiant set to her jaw and in her eyes, even as Diana’s nails made it next to impossible to stay quiet.
She distracted herself by thinking about how she'd never expected to get Diana into anything like this; oh Diana very clearly enjoyed sex and was a strong lover, but there was kinky and then there was kinky.
And it really turned her on that Diana was getting so into this.
Smirking, Diana feathered her lips against Kitty’s neck, then without a warning, she bit her neck. It was hard enough to leave a mark, but not hard enough to draw blood. She ghosted her hands down to Kitty’s hips and pulled her up onto her knees.
“Ah..!” Kitty’s head spun in the best of ways, and before she knew it she was on her knees. She wriggled against Diana’s hands, biting her lip to keep silent, despite her earlier exclamation. Her breathing only grew heavier, her skin was flushed, and heat pooled between her legs in a way that would almost be embarrassing if she could think straight.
Oh Diana could tell that Kitty was probably on the verge of exploding just from the anticipation. But she also wasn’t quite ready to give her the release of touching her where she probably really wanted to be touched.
“You know what they say about bad girls, they need to be taught a lesson,” Diana said, briefly digging her fingers into Kitty’s hips for some moments before she pulled one hand back and promptly spanked Kitty. It was hard enough to leave a slightly red mark behind, but it would fade quickly enough.
Kitty managed to stop herself from laughing, though she couldn’t quite stifle her moan as the slap on her ass. She was learning all kinds of new things about herself tonight, and looked at Diana with anticipation and need. Unable to speak, she nodded very very quickly in affirmation.
Now, Diana was clearly rather new to having this position and engaging in tying her partner up for sexual purposes. But she was going to try and do this well. She gave Kitty another spank and then slid her free hand around to her lover’s stomach, her fingers brushing against the skin there.
“Then I should perhaps bring out the big guns to punish you with,” she murmured. She was referring to one of their toys, of course, but she was going to let Kitty wonder about which one for a little longer.
Kitty’s eyes widened and she was pretty sure she was going to completely explode. Which was a worthy way to die mind you, but she was still going to fucking explode.
Again, she didn’t let herself talk, just gave Diana a look best translated as “fuckmefuckmefuckmefuckme.”
Even with the blindfold, Diana understood that look and she smirked. “Only if you beg for it,” she responded to that look. The hand on Kitty’s stomach trailed down her stomach towards where she knew Kitty wanted to be touched, but she only let her fingers trailer slightly below her waist.
“Oh… god… I don’t..what? I’m not ….” When Diana’s hands stopped, Kitty damn near lost her mind. “Please, please please please I need you.”
It took everything in Diana to not burst into laughter at the first words that tumbled out of Kitty’s mouth, but she managed. “Stay,” she commanded as she pulled away from Kitty. There were some sounds of things shifting around and after a minute, Diana had found the toy that she was looking for. It was one that would give them both pleasure, and she put it on then got back on the bed behind Kitty.
Diana put a hand between Kitty's shoulder blades and pushed her torso down, then she grabbed her hips and pulled them back to her as she slid the toy inside Kitty.
Kitty let out a sudden squeak, chewing on the blanket as the sound turned more into a long moan. It took all her willpower to not thrust back against Diana; this was one of her favorite positions and it had actually been a little while since they’d broken out that particular toy.
And dear god it felt good.
She kept a tight hold of Kitty’s hips as she started thrusting into her. She groaned and kept the pace on the slower side to begin with, but she put some force behind each thrust, letting the sensations reverberate through them. “Oh gods,” she said in a half-groan.
“Oh god I love you,” Kitty was still muffled by the blanket, but she didn’t need the lasso to get her to admit that. Even as the pleasure overwhelmed her, the emotions only adding to it. She closed her eyes, begging Diana again. “Tell me it feels good for you, I want to know it feels good for you.”
She picked up the pace and changed the angle a little, moaning in reaction to both the sensations and Kitty’s words. “It feels so good,” she responded, keeping her grip on Kitty’s hips. Diana wanted to drive Kitty over the edge, so she thrusted a little harder.
“Yes, yes,” Kitty agreed, though the sounds came out were more like animalistic grunts and moans. Her fingers twitched and flexed from their bound position as the absolute filthiest language poured out of Kitty’s mouth, uncontrolled and unbidden thanks to the ropes around her.
Though if one or two things were lies to make it burn so good, Kitty wasn’t going to admit that if she could help it.
The string of absolutely filthy language coming out of Kitty was a little unexpected, but then again Diana had kind of forgotten that they’d used her lasso to tie Kitty up. Therefore that probably helped such things come out. As it was, she was focused solely on what they were doing.
She moaned, moving harder and faster against Kitty. Diana let out a couple curses in Greek.
Kitty felt like she was heating up, a maddening tightness in her core that threatened to drive her mad. She was reduced to begging, pleading, saying please over and over again and she was so close, so close. “Har—- harder Diana!”
Diana obliged Kitty and moved harder against her. She moaned, feeling herself getting close as well, but she wanted her lover to come undone first. “Come for me,” she commanded, her voice more guttural than before.
Whether it was the order, the primal tone in Diana’s voice, or a combination of both, it was enough to send Kitty screaming over the edge. She saw stars as her body rocked and shuddered almost violently; Kitty was pretty sure she lost feeling in her toes.
Hearing Kitty’s scream sent a jolt through Diana. She kept thrusting through Kitty’s orgasm, and it wasn’t much longer before she, too, cried out as she hit her orgasm. Her ears were ringing a little from Kitty’s cry, and she sat there, gripping her hips tightly for several moments before she let go and slid the toy out of Kitty. She fully anticipated Kitty simply sinking into the bed as Diana took a couple deep breaths to calm herself.
Kitty slumped forward, sinking into the bed, moaning softly. There were hand prints on her hips, which she’d wear with pride later, but for now, she could barely form a coherent thought. “I needed that, oh my god…that thing is the best of both worlds.”
She had to chuckle a bit, but once Kitty had slumped forward, Diana reached out and untied her arms. The lasso had done its job and it was best to not keep Kitty tied up longer than was necessary. “I am glad to have rocked your world, as the saying goes,” she quipped as she coiled the lasso up and set it safely aside before she moved to lay down beside Kitty, pulling her into her arms.
Kitty leaned into Diana’s arms. She was shaking uncontrollably, but not really in a bad way, and when she turned her head to gaze into Diana’s eyes her expression was absolute adoration. “I think I saw Jesus, do you know how hard you have to come to see someone else’s god?”
Gazing back into Kitty’s eyes, Diana’s shimmered with some mirth at her lover’s words. “That must be really hard. I did wind you up quite a bit, so I suppose that makes sense.” She responded with a little chuckle. She lifted a hand and brushed some hair from Kitty’s face.
“I love you.” Kitty pulled off a decent version of the moon eyed cat smile as she snuggled in closer. She was trembling less now, coming down from the high though she wasn’t sure she’d be in any condition to walk for a few more minutes. Their love making had been intense in so many ways and she felt like she’d never loved anyone more.
“I love you, too,” Diana replied. She brushed her fingers through Kitty’s hair, and held her close against her. She then leaned in and pressed a kiss to her lips. Diana had never thought she’d have ever done anything like she’d just had with Kitty, but she had enjoyed it. She also was happy that Kitty had so thoroughly enjoyed it as well. Perhaps she would research some rope tying techniques and they could do some more in the future.
“We have to do that again,” Kitty murmured, her eyes starting to flutter. It was hard to keep them open, though she managed to do so. “Did you get off?”
Weakly, she flailed her hands a bit across Diana’s skin.
“I agree on that.” Diana noted with a smile. At the question, she nodded. “Mm I did.” And now she was basking in the afterglow. She hummed a little as Kitty’s hands moved across her skin.
“Good.” Because Kitty wasn’t about to let go of Diana for the rest of the day.