His Little Bird

Hanging Around

Ethan's POV:

I steady Birdie as she starts to sway a bit.

"Tingling? Numbness? And odd sensation or strain?"

She pants, just on the verge of subspace and I've only just suspended her.

"No, Master." I gently tug on the rope dangling her, releasing it to allow her to spin a bit.

She sucks in a harsh breath, spinning until I steady her again.

"Check in with your body, Birdie. Check every joint, every muscle." I love her when she's in her subspace, but during suspension play I need her to be present and conscious of every feeling in her body.

I checked every knot twice, but I can never be too careful. She also needs to know how suspension play should feel.

"Is anything uncomfortable? Tell me what you feel."

"I feel... the ropes, digging into me. That's fine?"

"It can be a little uncomfortable, but you shouldn't be feeling any pain. You know the difference."

"Yes, Master."

"How do you like it? Are you afraid?"

"It's an odd feeling... I'm not afraid, but it's very trying..."

"Yeah? Mentally?"

"Yes, Master... May I please have a kiss?"

I chuckle warmly, leaning down to brush my nose against hers.

She struggles to lean up and kiss me, barely able to make our lips meet. I hold the back of her head, taking the strain from her for a moment as I let our lips meet for real.

"I love you, Little Bird."

"I love you too, Master... What are you going to do?"

I massage the back of her head, helping her relax. "What am I going to do? Anything I want since you're just going to be hanging around for me," I tease, kissing her again.

"Are you going to hurt me?" The question is not full of worry, but of hopefulness.

"Probably," I hum, running my hand up her stomach, feeling the change of flesh to rope. "But I'll be very sweet about it," I promise, caressing her cheek.

She lets out a soft moan and I kiss her sweet lips again to quiet her.

"We won't do too much today since it's your first time doing suspension play. You're going to be very sore and I know it's mentally trying, so I'm going to give this only a little while long, Little Bird."

"It isn't too bad, Master."

I smile and smooth her hair from her forehead. "I know, you're so strong, Little Bird. You will feel it soon if you haven't already though."

"Yes, Master."

I stroke her cheek again, enjoying her blissful expression. "You like just hanging out?"

"It's uncomfortable... in a good way."

"Yeah? Let's see if I can make you hurt then, in the good way," I tease her, taking a flogger off the wall.

She struggles for a moment, her excitement taking over her.

"Patience, Little Bird." She huffs in eagerness, arching into the flogger tails as I run them over her chest. "That's three strikes with my hand at the end of play. What did I say?"

"Patience, Master."

"Are you being patient?"

"I will be now, Master."