bondsofsuffering | Emotionshare Bingo

Sure. But you still haven't said which ones you want.

[Teasing, amused.]

Like - the blindfold.

[Want-embarassment-uncertainty-trepidation]

And... y'know. The other one.

Which other one?

[Mischievous. He knows, of course, but...]

Which other one do you want me to do to you, Hurricane? ♥

[He hesiattes - hesitates longer]

[Finally, very quiet:]

...tie me up?

[Humming thoughtfully before pressing a kiss to his cheek.]

I think I can do that. I'll have to get the supplies first, though.

When I get back, you'll be alllllll ready in bed for me, right?

Ready, like. Like how were you thinking...?

[Flustered and and uncertain but still very much wanting]

Closer to the headboard, for one.

[An amused nod in the direction of said headboard.]

Legs spread. Mm... Have someplace in mind for me to tie you up, too.

I want a nice view when I come back, understand?

Uh... right.

I can, uh - right.

[WOW that embarassment is sharp and sudden, and it matches the blush]

[Tilting his head up for a soft kiss.]

I'll be back ♥

[But for now, he's returning to the bathroom.]

[He flushes - hesitates - makes for the bed]

[From the other room, Izanagi can feel a medley of flustered-want-trepidation]

[There's some thoughtfulness as Izanagi looks through what's available and makes his picks. When he returns, it's with a shirt folded up to serve as a decent blindfold as well as some shoelaces.]

Not the fanciest, but these should do nicely ♪

[When he gets back, Hurricane has sat himself up against the headboard, legs spread wide as requested. He's fully hard again, and the flush is very dark indeed]

Yeah. They, uh. They look like they'll get the job done.

[He definitely appreciates the sight as he walks to the side of the bed, sitting himself down next to Hurricane so he can slide a hand behind his head.]

Blindfold, first. And after that...

Where did you want to be tied up?

...uh. I guess, like.

I guess anywhere?

[A twist of unease]

...but maybe, like. Lay off the wrists. If you wanna do elbows, or. Or something else.

[He hums thoughtfully even as he's cognizant of that unease. Leans forward to press a soft kiss to his cheek with an outpouring of affection.]

The elbows, then. Right above your head.

Ready?

[He holds up the shirt.]

[There's still a fair amount of unease, but that kiss settles him, somewhat - reassures him - and he nods]

Yeah.

Let's do this.

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[Nuzzling at his cheek, affectionate.]

If you say anything - or I feel anything - I'll untie you. 'Kay?

[And with that, he'll pull back to draw the blindfold over Hurricane's eyes.]

...kay.

[He swallows, with effort - shifts a little]

[That uncertainty is still there, but it's soothed a little more by the reassurance, and he stays put for Izanagi to put the blindfold on him]

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[Once the blindfold's in place, he presses another kiss to his cheek, warm and soft.]

Next, your arms.

[The domineering act has been put on pause for the moment.]

...kay. Do I just, like...?

[Puts them up over his head, so he's still sitting up with his arms stretched out over the ehadboard]

Just like that.

[Gentle, coaxing, affectionate as he begins tying the shoelaces around his elbows. Tight enough to stay in place, but not particularly cutting off circulation.

He carefully monitors Hurricane's emotions throughout it all.]

[He's fairly anxious, at first, at least as Izanagi starts to tie him into place. But when it stays just the elbows, and the shoelaces don't tighten very much, the high alert starts to wane]

[The affection helps, too; even if he can't see Izanagi, he can feel him there, and he clings to the link as though holding tight to Izanagi's hand]

[Once he's done tying it into place, he cups Hurricane's face with a hand - tilts his head into another kiss, warm and affectionate.]

Very good. I'll have to reward you ♡

[Though even as he says that, he's still keeping tabs on Hurricane's emotions, seeing if he really is okay with this.]

[There are plenty of nerves, but he seems to be doing okay so far - leans into the kiss, and the affection, and the warmth]

O-oh yeah?

What, uh. What were you thinking?

[He hums up against Hurricane's cheek.]

I could get you all riled up. You wouldn't even know what to expect thanks to this.

[A light tap against the fabric of the blindfold.]

Or... mm, if you were okay with me leaving you for a little...

[His other hand trails down, down, down, from Hurricane's face to his neck, then his back, and then to his ass - giving it a squeeze.]

I could just fuck you, too ♪

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