Re: Melinda & Viktor & OPEN
He smiled in reply to hers. No, it wasn't about the roles. It was the trust and love and fun they had, the pleasure they found in each other. The trust hadn't come instantly, but had been earned by degrees over time until now he knew that he could let her tie him down and do anything just as he could bind her in likewise fashion, and nothing bad would happen because they knew the other person would stop it, if something did start to go wrong.
"You know me too well. I wouldn't be able to keep my hands off of you." And she knew it. He didn't like to deny himself like that, or her, for that matter.
His knee slid between hers as he pressed her back against the bed, urging her onto it. He let it press, briefly, against the apex of her thighs against the growing dampness through her knickers, before he drew it back, denying her enough friction to do anything of significance. He drew her arms slowly up above her head, intent on linking the cuffs to something on the headboard, innocuous looking enough, made exactly for that purpose. Stretching her out on the bed for him (or vice versa, when they wished it).
"And do you think I should tie your ankles too, then?" he asked her even as he secured her hands, leaning purposefully over her body in order to do so.