Male's P.O.V~
I've always been fond of reading erotica, when I was single, it was my favorite pass time. Something about words is more amusing than watching any porn. Able to let your imagination run wild, imagine your partner however you like, or maybe imagine your crush.
The writers who explain every detail get you all riled up, at least that's what I think. So, cut to the chase I have a girlfriend now. And she's a writer, she writes erotica, smuts would be the exact word.
So, she writes and I read! That's why I'm reading this right now. And every time I read her writings I end up being needy. So, I'm sitting crossed-legged on the bed, squeezing my growing shaft as I wait for her to arrive.
I'm trying to distract myself by playing games on my phone, yet it's not helping. Right before I was about to pace in my room, I heard her knocking on the door, and without wasting another second, I demanded. "Do it to me!"
She threw her bag on the mattress, grabbing a glass of water before her facial expression changes into a big --what?
"What?"
"The last chapter you wrote, I -- I want you to do it to me!"
"Of what?"
"Your erotica book, do --do it to me."
"Babe, I'm tired, the professor took so long to accept the assignment!"
"But I want you to-- I've been waiting!"
Finally relaxing on the mattress, she chuckles as she looks at me, saying "What has gotten into you?"
To convince her, I sit on my knees right beside the bed, looking up at her, in the hope that she would listen to me.
"Okay--- don't look at me like that, I'll do it." She chuckles as she caresses my face, adding, "But--let me get freshen up first then, we'll do what you want!"
I nodded yes in agreement as I wait for her to come out of the bathroom. My knees hurt a little and my heartbeat races, as I think about the things that are going to take place in this very room.
And before I can process my thoughts any further, she bolts in, towel wrapped around her body, water still dripping off of her face because of her wet hair.
Her eyes are scanning me as I quiver from her cold hands, they are always cold.
Female's P.O.V~
I look down and there he rests in the same position, wiping any tired feeling left inside me. I feel his warm skin shiver from my cold touch, and his face cups itself onto my palm, nudging in relief.
"You were waiting like a good boy!" His eyes quiver as soon as I call him that, pouring out his needs through his eyes.
His obedience reflects through his submissive posture, back arched to look up at me, hands fisting themselves on his thighs, trembling knees to empower my control, and a collar sitting on the bed for me to tie around his neck.
I take a seat on the bed, lifting the collar as he also shifts his position, facing me, still on his knees.
He lowers his head down for me to tie it nicely around his neck, as the leash falls over his clothed body, probably hitting his nipple. I lean down, luring him in for a kiss when I just give his lower lip a little bit, gently pulling it with my teethes, making sure it doesn't hurt much.
His eyes remain closed as I caress his face with my hands, teasing his mouth with my figures and my lips. He bucks his head up to receive my lips as I pull myself back, spreading my legs, and giving him the thing that he wanted.
"Let me get my phone first, then I'll do exactly what I wrote." I'm enjoying his eyes on me as his breaths get irregular, "so it says, you have to be tied up first."
"O--okay!" His heavy breaths as he speaks, got me pulling him up by his collar, pushing him down on the bed before I got him all naked, all flustered and shy as makes these cute noises.
