All Tied Up
'Bram?'
'Hmm?'
'How about we go visit... Hey, am I imagining this?'
'What?' he asks lazily.
'Looks like you've been getting more and more of that cute curly brown hair on your chest lately.'
'Should I shave it off?' he asks uncertainly.
'Are you totally out of your mind?! I think it's terribly sexy!' She strokes it affectionately. 'It upgrades you from fiercely attractive to practically irresistible,' she adds with a mischievous grin.
Irresistible my ass, Bram thinks with amusement, they are lazily slumped on Bram's couch, Iris has snuggled up against him, and they are so tired neither of them is able to move a finger. They have just made a half-hearted attempt at sex, but after a day of intensive physical labor in the local animal shelter, where they voluntarily help with the renovation, they are completely out of energy.
'You're right, by the way, there has been an increase of chest hair lately, I had already noticed it. Would I finally grow up?' Bram is wondering.
'I hope not,' Iris sighs, 'you're still so nice and playful...' She pulls on one of the curls and then runs her fingers through the rest of the vegetation, her hand descends to his navel and follows the line of brown hairs that runs towards his... 'Hey, look who's waking up?' she looks at him expectantly.
'Lady, please take it easy on me, that device over there has a life of its own, the rest of me is absolutely incapable of action yet,' begs Bram. That 'device' of his worships Iris, just the proximity of that tight sexy body is enough for a 'resurrection'.
'Give me an hour, and maybe a beer?'
'Okay,' she says cheerfully, 'that's a deal.' And hopefully the 'device' will honor the deal, she thinks with amusement. She hoists herself up from the couch with some effort to get two beers from the fridge. When Bram opens the beers he asks, 'You just started saying something, and then you got distracted by my sexy body, not for the first time, by the way,' he adds with a smug grin, 'but what did you actually want to say?' Iris sticks her tongue out at him.
'Oh yes,' she says, 'I remember, I wanted to suggest going to my parents next weekend, it's about time they met you.'
And vice versa, Bram thinks, he is very curious about her parents, they must be a very interesting couple judging by Iris's stories.
The beer turns out to be more sleep-inducing than stimulating and they decide to get an early night, to actually go to sleep that is, the sex will have to wait for another day. Moreover, Iris has to get up early the next morning, she has a lecture to attend.
---
What was that?! Bram wakes up with a start from a sound, he opens his eyes. He can't place what it was, it's not the cat, because he's still lazily stretched out over his legs, Iris apparently let him into the bedroom this morning.
Bros has his eyes open and his ears pricked up, so he also heard it. Then follows a slightly louder sound, this time Bram recognizes it, it is the front door slamming shut. He lays down for a moment with a pleasant feeling of anticipation, would Iris have decided not to go to lecture after all? But nothing else happens and Bros just stays lying down.
Then Bram jumps out of bed, under loud protesting noises from the cat, and walks to the living room. There he sees something lying on the coffee table, a small flat black box with a big bow tied around it. Curious, he picks it up, it turns out to be a miniature remote control, and immediately he knows what this means. A broad smile appears on his face.
It is difficult for him to get through the hours until Iris's return, he decides to make as many preparations as possible, this could turn out to be a fun day.
To start with, he will take a good look at the remote control, let's see, three vibration modes and seven patterns, not too shabby. Unfortunately, he won't find out what exactly has what effect until Iris is home, but that shouldn't spoil the fun.
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Finally, he hears someone coming up the stairs at lightning speed, he immediately opens the door.
'Hi sweetheart, what a cute blush, were you in a hurry?' While kissing her he secretly presses a button, a surprised smile appears on Iris' face, she clearly didn't expect the game to start already. Her blush deepens and she wraps her arms around his neck to treat him to a tantalizing French kiss.
'You're shaking all over,' Bram whispers teasingly as they pull away from each other.
'Hmm,' says Iris, she looks at him with pleasure, then she tightens, Bram has pressed the button again, the vibrating egg goes up a notch, she moans. Then he presses it briefly twice again, Iris relaxes.
'That was a nice surprise, this morning,' says Bram, he kisses her on the tip of her nose, Iris beams, 'coffee?'
'Yes please, I could really use some!' she sighs and she plops down on the couch.
'Hey sweetie!' she calls to the cat, Bros lazily approaches her, she's allowed to scratch him behind his ear, then he jumps on the couch and settles on her lap. Draping is actually a better word; Barbarossa has been getting pretty flabby lately. It's really about time he got a girlfriend, they often jokingly say, at least it makes you stay fit and tight.
'You just sit back and relax,' says Bram, as if she could get up at all with that huge amount of cat on her lap, 'and I'll get you your coffee.'
While he is pouring coffee in the kitchen, he hears a surprised high-pitched scream behind him, and out of the corner of his eye he sees a ginger cat dart past in panic and disappear into the bedroom.
'Ah,' he mutters satisfied, 'so that's what that button does, range is also fine I see.'
