{"id":28479,"date":"2013-04-27T03:30:20","date_gmt":"2013-04-27T03:30:20","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/04\/27\/valentines-evening-iamthefirechild-8\/"},"modified":"2013-04-27T03:30:20","modified_gmt":"2013-04-27T03:30:20","slug":"valentines-evening-iamthefirechild-8","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/04\/27\/valentines-evening-iamthefirechild-8\/","title":{"rendered":"Valentine’s Evening || iamthefirechild"},"content":{"rendered":"

gadgeteerphilanthropist<\/a>:<\/p>\n

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iamthefirechild<\/a>:<\/p>\n

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\u2018But I like your teasing,\u2019 she wanted to say, but her mouth was full. She sucked a little harder, instead, the vague bit of coherent thought left trying to decide if she wanted to tie him up or not. A little chuckle escaped.<\/p>\n

Yes.<\/em><\/p>\n

She licked her way back up, releasing him entirely, and came to her feet in one fluid motion. \u201cI shouldn\u2019t always give you what you want,\u201d she murmured, leaning to kiss him. One hand on either side captured each of his, pulling them forward, and then somehow she had got one of the ties looped around and between both wrists and knotted together.<\/p>\n

\u201cGotcha.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

\u201cFuck\u2014\u201d\u00a0 He let his head fall back again and swallowed, his throat bobbing.<\/p>\n

He grunted something that could have been an objection when she pulled away and stood, his focus still on the ceiling until she kissed him.\u00a0 He let her capture his hands easily, with only a token tug just for the sake of being contrary (as usual, of course).<\/p>\n

\u201cBut just think how unbearable I would be if you didn\u2019t,\u201d he pointed out, grinning playfully.<\/p>\n

\u201cSo it seems.\u201d\u00a0 He gave another perfunctory tug, once his wrists were tied together.\u00a0 \u201cNow what are you going to do with me, now that you have me?\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Summer led him gently up to the head of the bed. “Come here.” She looped the tie to the bar under the pillows, forcing his arms over his head. “I’m going to make you watch. Just watch.”<\/p>\n

She picked up the other tie from where it had fallen on the floor, contemplating his feet. No, she decided, and proceeded to ignore him utterly. Running the tie through her fingers, slowly, she drew the length of it down her throat, then looped it under her hair. Eyes closed, she twined the length of the tie through her hair until the whole of it was tangled in the silk.<\/p>\n

A few strands of copper hair trailed free, brushing against her skin. Abandoning the tie, she began to stroke herself, fingertips skimming over the hollow at her throat, slipping over the curves of her breasts. She shivered a little at the lightness of the touch, fine hairs rising in its wake.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

gadgeteerphilanthropist: iamthefirechild: \u2018But I like your teasing,\u2019 she wanted to say, but her mouth was full. She sucked a little harder, instead, the vague bit of coherent thought left trying to decide if she wanted to tie him up or not. A little chuckle escaped. Yes. She licked her way back up, releasing him entirely, … Continue reading Valentine’s Evening || iamthefirechild<\/span> →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[10,199,64,3385],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/28479"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=28479"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/28479\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=28479"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=28479"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=28479"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}