Marceline stopped to listen by the cracked door of the bedroom before walking in. She could hear faint pants, uneasy breaths filtering through the air. With a smirk and a creak, she pushed through the door and entered the room, finding the princess exactly as she wanted.
A pink face looked up briefly. Marceline leaned casually against the wall, examining her nails and smiling to herself. "Did you follow the instructions I gave you?" The Princess whimpered in reply, the sound muffled by a short, tight cloth gag wrapped around her head.
She was kneeling on the floor at the foot of the bed, hands behind her back, waiting to be tied - and cheeks flushed more than usual.
Marceline strode over to meet the princess, and squatted down in front of her to look at her more closely.
"Yes, you did... very good," Marceline nodded approvingly, running a pale hand through the princess' pink hair. "I'll keep this in mind for later."
Bonnie blushed, and could not contain a soft noise that came from within. Marceline grinned and moved behind the princess, drawing a small rope from her pocket. She began to tie her lovely pink wrists together, and pulled tighter when Bonnie tensed in response.
"Lift your head," Marceline commanded to the bound girl. She obeyed, and Marceline wasted no time shoving the princess back against the foot of the bed and pressing hungry kisses to her neck.
Bonnie made a startled noise as she did so, and tugged at the bonds Marceline had so carefully tied in an attempt to escape, or at least loosen, the bonds.
Marceline bit down on the princess' neck and held her shoulders down when she noticed her vain attempt. Bonnie moaned stiffly from behind the gag and relaxed her hands. She would not try to release herself again.
Marceline continued her trail of kisses down Bonnie's neck, moving to her collar, then her bra line, then her stomach. Small noises escaped from the princess' stifled lips, struggling to remain silent beneath the increasing pressure of the hot cloth.
Her hands trembled behind her back. Her desire to break free only grew as Marceline bit on one of her exposed hip bones, causing her to arch her back and pull at her bonds. Marceline was not angry at this, however. She knew that the princess could not help this reaction, and wished only to provoke it more greatly within her.
Trailing kisses to the opposite hip, Bonnie's breathing turned to heavy pants, and her hands to nervous fists.
Marceline recognized the princess' struggle, and paused to look at her face. Her eyes were longing, filled with nothing but a desire to touch her lover. Upon this, Marceline decided to relent, but only partially, and untied the gag from the princess' head.
Bonnie's breaths broke into gasps as she took in newly fresh air. She moaned. "Marceline... Please." The paler girl responded only with a hint of a smile, and returned to her position on Bonnie's hips. This time, the princess' moans could be heard clearly, and were such as her hips became the victim to Marceline's relentless lips.
Bonnie's body jerked, and Marceline looked up again to witness the reaction of her work play out on the princess' soft face. Bonnie squirmed in her bonds, rearing her head, and then huffed, glaring at her lover's unbelievably smug smirk.
The smirk grew wider into a smile as Bonnie's glare turned to a begging stare. Marceline remembered her earlier promise, and sat up. "Well... You have been good tonight, you did follow the directions I gave you earlier." The princess nodded and made a soft noise in agreement, eyes watching Marceline's every move. "I suppose... I will let you free."
Bonnie tried to hold in her squeal of delight, to no avail. Marceline stopped her before she could celebrate too long with a finger in the air. "But," she continued. "Not for long, and completely under my control." Bonnie nodded quickly, and tugged again at her bonds. "Fine, hold on, Mrs. Impatient," Marceline mused as she reached behind the princess to undo her bonds.
Upon release, Bonnie grabbed Marceline by the hips and pushed her back. Startled, Marceline blushed and spluttered. "Excuse me, under m-my control, okay? You have to listen to what I say." The princess smirked. "Yeah, yeah." Marceline's eyes widened. "No, no!" and leaning forward to grab hold of the princess' shoulders, she held her firmly in front of her so that she had greater control over Bonnie's arms.
Bonnie pouted. "I just want you so bad," she whined. "Just let me." Marceline narrowed her eyes. "I will not let you. I should've kept you tied up, how did you fool me like that?" She blushed at the thought, and stood up awkwardly.
Regaining her posture, Marceline stood sternly over Bonnie and glared down. The princess cowered, and nervously awaited her lover's judgment. Marceline backed away. "If you want me so bad, you're going to have to earn it," she said firmly. "You've got to do more than just look like you're submitting. You'll fool me again."
Bonnie half-smiled to herself from the floor. She had a power only she knew. Looking up innocently, the princess asked, "Do you want me to beg?" Marceline shifted her weight almost nervously and crossed her arms. "You had better." Bonnie began to move, but Marceline stopped her yet again with a wave of the hand. "But no touching. I only want words from you."
Bonnie sat back, and stared thoughtfully up at Marceline for a moment. Then she knelt where she was, and began her plea. "Please, Marcy, I wasn't going to do anything earlier, I just wanted to... test you." Marceline snorted. "I'm sure."
Bonnie wrung her hands. "Otherwise I have been good, and you've been making me crazy so far." Marceline shifted her eyes, and leaned against the wall. She cringed at the sweetness in the princess' next words. "Don't you want to make me moan for you some more?"
Marceline blushed. "Um." Bonnie grinned. "Come on, Marcy... I'm so helpless down here. I know you want to take control." Marceline bit her lip. "I already am in control, thank you," she said flatly.
Bonnie rolled her eyes. "Are you sure? Please, Marcy. I am begging you. I just want to touch you a bit, please?" Marceline glanced at the princess' pouting lips and immediately closed her eyes. She was good.
Marceline stood off from the wall, walked over to the side of the bed, and sighed. "Fine, Bonnie, come over here, come into bed with me." The princess stood slowly and approached cautiously. Marceline nodded reassuringly. "Come on, I'm tired. Now you can touch me all you want." Bonnie eagerly slipped into the sheets beside Marceline and quickly cuddled up to her side, enfolding her in her arms. They fell asleep quickly, focused only on the close sound of each other's breathing as the night grew deep.
Courtesy of my lovely dear friend. I know this was hard. I love you anyway.
