Chapter 2: My turn

POV: Zac / Gabby

A/N: Sex. m/f.

February 14, 2008 – Valentines – 3 am

She had said Thursday. It was Thursday and I’d probably still be asleep but that very vivid dream of her naked had woke me up. We we’re not due at the studio or anywhere else today, so waking her up wouldn’t be a bad thing. I got prepared with getting the condom from beside the bed, ones I’d bought last month in hopes and couldn’t use! Gabriella had come to bed in just a gown and a pair of the new lace boy shorts I had bought for her. Turning back to her put her back against my chest almost, which I just slid forward up against her. I let my right hand move slowly over her side and onto her abdomen, which causes a slight stir but I knew it would take more to wake her up. I aimed for her neck, but had to settled for her shoulder, it took time to wake her up.

“Seriously Zac? It’s what…3..4?”

“It’s between.” I whispered.

Yet I slid my right hand right under the waistband and down into those new panties, finding that she was actually wet.

“What were you dreaming of?”

“Should be obvious, you.”

I let my entire hand do the rubbing, occasionally allowing a finger to slip through and place direct contact to the clit, which seemed to be working very well. So, when she moved my hand roughly I wondered why, until she moved to her back and then those pretty lace underwear was being flung off the side of the bed, followed shortly by the shirt and I took the notion to get rid of the boxer briefs I’d worn to bed. She however had turned to face me. I pulled her leg up over my hips and after just a bit of adjusting got my hand where I wanted it, inside her. Two fingers to stretch her so I wouldn’t hurt her, but fuck it was hard to be patient.

I felt her hand moving and then her fingers were firmly wrapped around the shaft and I moaned into her ear, fuck a month was too long, let along more than that!

“Seems you don’t need me to do much.”

“Dreams of you woke me up.”

Her hand slid up the entire length and I just laid my head down, kept my fingers moving. I felt her lips on my neck and face, but the hand moving up and down was driving me insane. I wasn’t even sure how she knew where the condom was, but she was Houdini at getting them on without me knowing. Sliding into her felt just as good this time and it had months ago, maybe even better. The heat and warmth that surrounded me was impossible to ignore. Like the first time we were this way I pulled her to me, that was until she moved me onto my back, fuck that was a better view. She knew exactly what movements to make to drive me right over the edge. Her orgasms always done it for me, the way she’d tighten around me felt just right. Afterwards she still had enough sense to dispose of the condom, I rarely did with her, and she literally was the only female I trusted with that. She then came back and curled up with me.

“So bad to not wait.”

“Wait? It’s Thursday. You said Thursday.”

“I did. See, I should have been very specific.”

I kissed her. “I love you, anytime is good.”

“I love you, you should have waited I was going to try all kinds of toys today. Boo, you ruined that.”

I smiled and kissed her, the reminder set my brain off into bad directions, but I settled with falling back asleep again. I woke up sometime after the sun rose smelling bacon and found she was fixing breakfast in nothing but that t-shirt, I knew there was nothing else because I didn’t see anything else.

“That’s...tempting.”

She turned and smiled. “Tempting is good but I know you’ll want food first.”

A moment later she was sitting a plate down in front of me and she also sat one down for her, we ate quietly there at the bar.

“You seriously going to keep me in bed all day long?”

I smiled. “That’s tempting, best place I can think of really. But, no, as tempting as it is I’d really like for us both to be able to move tomorrow.”

She leaned over and kissed my cheek. “Being in the bed would be the best place.”

“You are aware that it doesn’t have to be a bedroom, right?”

“I do.”

“Seriously though, I know that’s a bit of a stretch.”

She sighed. “You’re no fun.”

After breakfast I cleaned up some and then we got a movie, but as she laid curled up beside me the idea of beds returned. She had bought the set for Christmas for me and she had said I could use them on her. We put the straps on the bed, but we hadn’t used it. But what could I do to her once I had her down? Surely she trusted me but the worse thing would be to actually hurt her. I got lost in thought but heard her phone and felt when she got up.

“Hey buttercup, Taylor said to and I quote, answer your damn phone.”

I looked over at it and found it to be blinking, damn he’s called a few times and I hadn’t even heard it. So, I called him back.

“Carrick called dude, Mikey left the band.”

“Are you kidding me?”

“Nope. He said he wanted to warn us but they’ll have a new drummer for the tour and they’ll meet us there. Dude, where the hell were you?”

“It’s Valentines Tay.”

“It’s what?” he asked.

“Today is Valentine’s day, it’s why Ike said he didn’t care he wasn’t coming in. Nicole is off and they had plans.”

“Stop kidding Zac.”

“Not kidding Tay. If you didn’t plan something, you best get to planning quickly.”

I then hung-up and she giggled. “He forgot?”

“Completely.”

“I guess it’s good that I made them reservations already. Suppose I should have told him.”

“You did?”

“Stella was looking forward to eating at that Italian place, reservations only today. I made them last week when he said something about working today anyway. To which you and Isaac told him hell no.”

“Oh, Taylor will owe you.”

“Yep, that was the whole idea.”

She called him and informed him of their reservations. He however was on his own for flowers and candy. She then resumed her spot on the sofa to finish the movie.

“We didn’t have reservations today did we?” She asked.

“Scared I forgot?”

“Not really, doesn’t bother me either way.”

“We have 7 pm reservations at the same Italian place.”

She looked perplexed but smiled. “Nice. You didn’t plan any flower deliveries did you?”

“You want them? I’m sure I can find someone to deliver them.”

“No, I’m fine.”

“Although let’s face it you’re no more interested in the movie than I am.”

“Sure about that?”

“If you were you’d be watching it, you’re not.”

She turned and practically crawled up into my lap, I ran my tongue over my bottom lip.

“If I’m not watching the movie, playing games, or drawing then what exactly do you want me to be doing?”

I let my eyes wonder over her face, down the top of her shirt and back up. She said she’d let me, we’ll see if she meant it.

“I think what you need to be doing is laying in the middle of the bed.”

“Just laying there doesn’t sound like fun.”

“Didn’t say you’d just be just laying there.”

Her eyes travel from my eyes to my lips. “Then what would I be doing?”

I smirked a bit. “Believe me you won’t be bored, won’t be able to get up either.”

I swear her eyes darkened and they just clouded over with pure lust and excitement. Was that something she truly did like?!

“That a promise?”

“If I could get up you’d know.”

She was up quickly and headed to the bedroom, the shirt she had on landed on the chair at the kitchen counter. I blinked from the sofa.

“I know you’re not still on the sofa.”

I scrambled to get up and by the time I made it to the bedroom she was already sitting in the center of the bed.

“Why do I get the feeling that you rather like being tied down?”

“You sound surprised.”

“Not surprised, but not use to someone being this eager to be tied down and left at my mercy.”

“You didn’t seem to mind it.”

I paused at the foot of the bed. “No, I didn’t.”

I went to the closet and got the box, the straps were on the bed but the cuffs weren’t, when I picked it up I saw the box for the butterfly that I’d bought before. Yeah, I couldn’t resist getting it and putting it in the box. I sat the box out of her view on the floor. I started with the head of the bed and I didn’t even have to ask her to lay back, she tossed the pillows off the bed and presented each wrist easily. Yet, I placed the feet in the center of the foot of the bed.

“Strange place for my feet Zac.”

“I can move them when I want.”

I tightened it up a bit and for a moment watched her test them, finding she couldn’t quite move well. I picked up the blindfold and moved around the bed, not wanting her to know what to expect at all. She just smiled as I leaned over and placed the soft fabric around her head. Taking away her ability to see what I was going to do.

Yet, what was I going to do?! No one had allowed me to do this and she was eager and so willing! The first thing I did was admire what I had done. The way she wiggled in the cuffs, but seemed to relax. I looked in the box. I wasn’t sure about the paddle, I was sure that needed to be reserved for the rear end only, so I picked up the flogger. As I walked back around I let the little leather ends just slide up her legs, I wasn’t practiced with these so I didn’t want to hurt her, I watched as just the little tips caused her to inhale deeper. I let them slide up her abdomen, over each breast, watched as the nipples hardened and her breathing hitched a bit.

I moved it back down, but to test how it felt I hit myself with it first, when the ends made contact with my skin she flinched and then looked confused.

“Honey, you’re not suppose to hit yourself with it.”

I brought it down much lighter against her thigh.

“I know that, but I didn’t want to hurt you too much.”

There were no marks, so I repeated it, gently up and even across the breast, which I made those even lighter and the moan that escaped me wonder if she truly did love this. After covering both sides well I paused, going to the kitchen for some extra toys. I turned the hot water on and let it get hot while I got a bowl of ice cubes. I then returned to the bedroom where she looked a little calmer. I sat the ice down beside the bed but dipped my fingers into the hot water, hot but not too bad. I then held my hands over her abdomen, letting the water drip off my finger. She inhaled sharply as the water hit her skin. Oh yeah, this would be fun.

-Gabby-

The flogger had felt nice, anticipation increased until I felt something hot land on my abdomen, I was sure he didn’t have candles, but as the sensations came up my body I just closed my eyes and let the warmth send little tiny pulses through my skin. I felt the bed shift as he straddled me, which explained the reason for him putting my legs in the center. He leaned down and kissed me but his lips felt cooler than normal.

“So much I want to do…” he whispered.

“Nothing is stopping you.” I replied.

The hot sensation occurred again around my shoulders, water slid down and as it did it cooled some, his fingertips ran across my collarbone and around my neck, another trail came from the other side and down the center of my chest. I anticipated more warmth but the water than landed on my abdomen was cold as hell and I arched my back. Then warm water trailed under that to my navel, which meant the ice cube that landed just at my navel felt so much colder.

“Sure you’ve…never done this before?”

“Positive.”

The ice cube moved slightly to the right and then the left, before warm air circled my abdomen. I could almost feel blood pulsing to my groin, never had that feeling before. He moved and continued the warm/cold play, trailing down my legs but he avoided all the good spots! I felt him loosen the straps and then he was moving my feet, but then it was quiet. I didn’t hear him breathing or moving, all I could hear was the steady thumping of my heartbeat.

I was about to call his name when the ice cold water land on the left nipple.

“Fuck..”

I was pretty sure he’d smiled at that but the warm air circled and felt like curled around the very spot, before there was more water and then his tongue was washing over the area, licking up the water. Not to be forgotten there was ice cold water added to the right nipple and the same action replaced.

“I really think you’ve done this before.”

His fingers rolled the nipple between them, but his fingers were super cold and I just gave up, that sensation felt so fucking good. I could feel the heat travel through my body and felt like it settled right on the groin. The more he applied the ice, let his warm tongue slide over the hardened nipple the more I just melted, I’d never felt like melting not even with Newton and he was experienced with candle wax. The cube of ice that slid down my abdomen caused me to arch again and I think, maybe that moan was intentional.

The cube left my body before reaching too far but then it landed on my thigh, I couldn’t move my feet to get away not that I really wanted too, fuck I wanted a lot more. The ice moves inward and then over to the other side, before warm air was much closer to where I wanted. It was just his hand laying over at first and his hand was very cold, which was followed by warm air.

I felt his hand slid under my thighs which felt weird, the coldness of them both against the back of my warm leg sent chills down my spine. I didn’t quite get why he’d do that, but a moment after he withdrew them a super cold finger circled the clit and I inhaled sharply.

“Mother fuck.”

That felt totally fucking different and sent a wave of pleasure through every part of me. The coldness remained for several moments as he just went in circles. I wished I could see him, touch him, throw him down and fuck him. The first time I felt the wetness of his tongue I came off the bed and that was totally an intentional moan of his name, what should have been warm was colder, that was totally new and that felt fucking great.

I tried to move to grab his hair or something but the cuffs stopped me, I could only let him continue to move his tongue in circles, or flat over the clit. I could just moan and call his name. The first finger that slid in easily was super cold as well, another off the bed movement, he kept the one moving steadily for what felt like forever.

“Don’t stop, that feels great.”

It was really, I could feel that build up but then he did stop. I felt something tighten around my thigh, it was thin and he had to have adjusted something because it was super tight then more comfortable.

“What are you doing?”

I felt his lips press against my thigh. “Blowing your mind.”

The other side did the same and I could feel something being placed against me, the latex feeling said he’d opened the box, the evil toy he thinks I needed.

“You won’t achieve that with some piece of plastic.”

I heard him giggle. “Don’t be so certain of that.”

That confused me but I felt his fingers sliding back into me, cold and that was worth it, I could feel his tongue too and that was working to bring me back up pretty good. As he inserted the second finger I felt the very soft vibrations start, they were mild and felt like there was thick material between the bullet and me.

I really wanted to say I hated the way it felt, but it felt really good. Combined with his fingers there was no denying the moans were of pleasure and nothing else. I didn’t even detect the increases in the vibrations, just the way his fingers moved in and out of me, I was pulling at the straps but not badly. I didn’t detect he’d moved until I felt his tongue glide over the nipple.

“Oh, god.”

The little tingling feeling was building again, I barely detected the speed increase but the tingling was spreading and I had to give him credit that really was a orgasm that blew my mind. Not being able to stop either his hand or the vibrations I wiggled and moved, as his fingers curled against the right spot. I went to raise my leg, knowing it wasn’t coming far but the vibrator got really strong and that done it. I had tried to be quieter but that scream wouldn’t be contained and because he wasn’t quite fast enough to move the vibrator, the second or was it the third really did make my head feel rather fuzzy.

I felt his lips against mine briefly. “Let me clean up and you can just relax.”

I didn’t bother to answer, just laid there. I knew he removed the straps and I heard the water in the bathroom running, the fuzzy feeling was beginning to wear off some. I felt him lay down beside me, but he hadn’t undone any of the cuffs, yet I could feel him against my thigh.

“Told you I’d blow your mind.”

I pulled at the cuff and he giggled, pulled the blindfold off slowly, so I didn’t get blinded but the room wasn’t as bright anymore anyway.

“You could do more.”

“There is after dinner.”

Again I tugged at the rope and again he giggled, but this time he did get up and undo them before laying back down.

“You sure you don’t want more?”

He kissed me, pulled me close and I could still feel the semi-hard erection. “I’ll be fine until after dinner.”

Couldn’t argue, because this space beside him was comfortable and warm and before long I was asleep. He woke me up sometime later with kisses to my face and neck.

“Time to shower so we can get to our reservations on time.”

“Do I have to?”

“Unless you want me to carry you into the shower, yes.”

“Tempting.”

It took me a few minutes to get woken up and then motivated to get up and get ready. Hot shower, clean clothes and then we headed to the reservations, making it early. But, as we were sitting there for dinner the flower delivery guy brought the dozen red roses to the table and I just wanted to hide but he just smiled. It really was a perfect Valentine’s day, one that I would never forget. He totally kept his word too because I don’t think sleep was a subject until very late in the night. While being woken up to great sex was good, the after dinner round was better because it lasted longer, wasn’t as rushed or as quick.