Can you mend my broken heart?

Sitting on the edge of the bed, in nothing but her laces, she felt shy at first after hearing his words. But then slowly she lifted her hands and placed it in front of him.

He could see that her chest was beating like the leather of a drum.

With his eyes fixated on her, he tied one end of the tie onto her left wrist and then stood up. Then slowly he leaned closer and tied both her wrists together at her back. Then kissing on the nape of her neck, he asked,

"Ready?"

She lifted her eyes up and looked into his eyes which were playing with her all mischievously. Gulping her spit she said,

"I am thirsty."

"Really?"

"I swear. Quick else I am going to run into hiccups... Hic Hic."

Before she could complete her sentence, her hiccups started and she scrunched her nose and looked at him as if he was responsible for that. He chuckled seeing her cute angry face and got a bottle of water from the desk.

He opened the seal and then the cap but instead of handing the bottle of water to her, he gulped from the bottle.

"What hic... is this Raymond?"

Unperturbed by her question, he pulled her chin up and gave her a wet kiss. But as he kissed her, prying her lips open, he slowly fed her the water from his mouth. 

She was totally unprepared for it.

It was so intimate and so sudden that her hiccup stopped in an instant.

Softly biting her lower lip, he detached himself from her and asked all coyly,

"That's all? So much drama for this much thirst?"

His lips curved in a satisfactory smile for he had silenced her hiccuped with just his touch. 

She blushed and then wanted to wipe away the stray water drops from her lips, but as her hands were tied she wasn't able to. Seeing her wriggling like that somehow aroused his manhood even more. 

"Will you just stay still for God's sake Akira. It's not like I have kidnapped you."

"It tickles."

"What tickles?" 

"This water, on my lips."

Saying that she tried to extend her tongue to the farthest corner of her mouth, making an unsuccessful attempt at wiping that water drop away.

He looked at her intently for a while and then said,

"This is fun. Do you need the help of my lips?"

She pouted her lips and looked at him. She knew he was having fun and now she was all the more determined to ruin it for him, He stood there all smiling with no idea what was coming next.

Suddenly she moved her head ahead and brought herself close to him. Her face was now directly facing his manhood hidden under the layers of finest fabrics. And without caution or statutory warning, she wiped her face on his trouser. She did it slowly and deliberately so as to tease his manhood in the process. 

And she knew immediately that her attempt was victorious as she saw his manhood rising and shining to glory.

"You thought only you knew how to mess?"

She said and smiled softly.

The damage was done. She had broken into his defense and there was no point of hiding it. So without uttering a word, he unbuttoned his shirt and then threw it on the ground. Then slowly he unbuckled his belt and pulled it out. His belt also met the same fate as his shirt. They both lied unceremoniously on the floor, like mock spectators of the symphony that was soon about to soar.

He held her chin in his hands and said,

"Now, whatever happens, will be all your fault."