The Collector and Her Steed

Chapter 28

(A/N: Finally, the long awaited spice. ;) Enjoy you heathens )

An odd weight pressed the mattress down around them and as Mira turned her head to look at what was going on she felt cold metal slither over her wrists and ankles. Suddenly her appendages were being held down to the bed by chains. The chains weren't tight enough that they were digging into her, but they were still secure enough that she wasn't going anywhere. As the chains settled down into position, Heisenberg stood up to admire his handiwork.

Grinning down at the pinned Mira, he ran a hand down one of her thighs, giving it a quick squeeze before sliding his hand to her inner thigh. Watching her bite onto her lip in an attempt to stifle any sounds of pleasure, he massaged his hand up her inner thigh. Lightly brushing his hand against the center seam of her pants he chuckled. "I'll show you what that behavior gets you darlin." Watching her squirm against her restraints, he reached up to cup her cheek. Gently pressing his thumb against her lip he leans down to roughly kiss her. He only allowed the kiss to go on for what felt like only mere seconds before he pulled away and sauntered over to a small table in the corner of the room. Swiftly scooping up a knife, he twirled it on his fingers as he made his way back over to her.

Mira's eyes widened at the sight of the knife. She started to try and protest when Heisenberg grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pressed the knife into it, blade side up. "I'm not going to cut you darlin, quit your whimpering." In one swift motion he sliced up the shirt causing it to split down the middle. The two halves still covered her as they settled back down against her skin, if only barely. Grinning at the sight, he set the knife down beside her and ran a hand up her side. The fabric slipped off of her frame on that side, exposing a bare breast. Cupping it in his rough hand, he leaned down and began kissing, sucking, and nipping at her neck and collar bone. Massaging her breast with his hand, he bit down on a spot he knew was a sweet spot on her. Getting a muffled groan in response, he began sucking on the spot. Pinching her nipple between his forefinger and thumb, he gently rolled it and moved to a different spot on her neck to make another hickey.

Leaving his mark on her neck in a couple of places, he felt satisfied with the red welts that were already turning a greenish purple. Trailing kisses down her body, he would occasionally nip at the flesh. Brushing his thumb over her now erect nipple, he glanced up at her face. Mira's face was a mixture of satisfaction and pleasure. It was clear to him that she was enjoying this and wouldn't mind taking it a bit further.

As his kisses and nibbles neared her hips, he pulled away and grabbed the knife off of the bed. Sliding it under the band of her leggings, he cocked an eyebrow up waiting for her to react.

Noting that he wasn't moving any further, Mira looked at him with a puzzled look before realizing he was making sure it was okay. Giving him a curt nod, she watched as he sliced her pants off of her legs, the shreds of fabric fell in a pile at their feet. She was suddenly aware of how exposed she was and out of nervousness she pressed her knees together, squirming under his gaze.

A satisfied smirk grew on his lips as he admired Mira's nearly nude body. His greyish eyes followed her curves, all of the way up to her face. Reaching out, he brushed his rough hands against her skin. Bending over her body, he pressed a kiss against her lips as his hands explored her body. As the kiss grew hungrier and hungrier, Mira let out soft moans and groans of desperation. Those soft noises were all Heisenberg needed to hear.

Reaching a hand down, he undid his belt and the button of his pants. Sliding his trousers down a bit, he slid out all 8 inches of his girthy memb- dick. Breaking the kiss, he glanced down as he aimed the head. Thrusting forward, his dick missed slipping inside but still grinded against her. Letting out a disgruntled groan, he thrust a few times before he finally slid inside of her. The two of them let out their own moans to the feeling of him finally penetrating her.

Arching her back, Mira looked up at him with lust filled eyes. Biting her bottom lip in anticipation, she dug her nails into the bedding. Heisenberg's thrusts were slow at first as he got used to the sensation of being inside of her. Soft grunts left his lips as he concentrated on her breasts heaving with each of her deep intakes of air, the soft flesh bouncing with every thrust. The chains around her wrists and ankles loosened before completely falling limp as Heisenberg focused on the pleasure of finally being able to take Mira.

With her hands finally free, she leaned up so she could run her fingers through his hair. Tugging at the sweaty mess, she earned herself a growl and his lips crashing into hers as his thrusts sped up in desperation. Heisenberg roughly groped at her breast as Mira clawed her nails down his back. His thrusts quickened in pace, though kept hitting deep as he felt himself nearing his climax. Breaking the kiss, he grunted as he pulled out of her. Scooping her up into his arms, he swapped their places so that he was now sat on the bed with her in his lap. Setting her legs on either side of his own, he eased her down onto his dick. Squeezing her hips, he thrust up into her.

Kneeling over his lap, she moved against his thrusts for that extra friction. Arching her back, she moans out his name as she nears her climax. Leaning his head in, Heisenberg nipped at her earlobe and growled, "Are you going to be a good girl and cum for me?"

Digging her nails into his shoulders, she leaned in to kiss him as waves of pleasure soared up her spine and through her body. Just hearing him call her a good girl was enough to send her over the edge. As the waves of pleasure coursed through her, Heisenberg continued to thrust until he arched his back as well and came inside of her, groaning out her name while doing so.

Panting, he laid back and pulled Mira down on top of him, wrapping his arms around her and pressing a kiss onto her forehead. "You're so fucking delicious Mira." Chuckling, he rubbed her back softly as they both rode down from their pleasure high. Mira just laid there, breathing in the scent of sweat and sex. She was too exhausted to say anything or do anything but nod and gently kiss his neck.

They just laid there, enjoying the proximity to one another. Eventually Mira couldn't keep her eyes open and she drifted off into a deep sleep to Heisenberg rubbing her back. Glancing down at her sleeping form, Heisenberg slipped a blanket over them and let himself drift into sleep with his arms still pressing Mira tightly to his chest.