William x Clara/Mrs. Afton

Earned It

This is shit
Title inspired by the song 'Earned It' from the movie 'Fifty Shades Of Grey'

"So, what were you thinking to do for your big Four Zero?" William asked Clara, his back facing her as he was doing the laundry.

"Ehh, I don't know... nothing too much. I was thinking just you, me, the kids and the Emilys." She spoke as she layed on her back, eyes closed and hands on her chest.

"Seriously, only that? Well, I had something-" He started slowly crawling on top of her. "great in mind."

"Really? And what might that be if I may ask?" She could feel a pair of warm lips on her neck.

"You'll have to take off your clothes to find out." Clara smirked and sat up, taking her clothes off.

"ALL your clothes." She raised an eyebrow, doing as told. "What is this anyway? Your present for me?" She layed back down.

"Mmm, one of my presents."

William tied Clara to the bed with her clothes, putting her in a postion in which she looks like a star. She kept quiet, her cheeks getting red. William covered her eyes with his tie, tying it up.

Clara gulped "When you said you had something in mind, I didn't think you meant this..."

William kept quiet and started kissing Claras neck. She took deep beaths and felt his teeth sink in at one point. It wasn't the 'neck kissing' that made her feel so tense,it was the fact she was comepletly tied up and couldn't see anything that her husband was doing. William soon got bored of Claras neck and started kissing her down to her bare chest.

William left to the kitchen and came back, closing the door behind him. He got on top of Clara once again and sprayed cold whipping cream on her nipples. Clara gasped at the cold as William licked it off. She wanted to say something along the lines of 'What the hell is wrong with you?!' or 'You're insane!', but she decided to keep quiet and let her husband play. William wrote the number 40 on her stomach and put whipping cream away.

"You know, if you were hungry you could've just said so."

William giggled at his wifes remark. "Guess what I wrote on your stomach."

"Fuck off."

"You're no fun, Lara." He licked it off her stomach and decided to use the cream one last time.

"Open your mouth."

"No." William grabbed Claras cheeks with his hand, forcefully opening her mouth and putting whipped cream in it.

He kissed her, feeling the sweet taste and her tongue on his. Clara arched her back, breaking the kiss by turning her head to the side. She was impatient and William could tell. He took off his pants and untied her feet. William put her legs on his shoulders and took off his boxers, taking himself in.

William thrusted in and out, slow but deep. Clara took deep breaths, those deep breaths soon turning into quiet moans once William picked up a pace. She gripped onto her clothes that she was tied up with. William groaned, his hands gripping onto Claras sides. They couldn't be loud because it was the middle of the day and their kids would probably hear them. But, afterall, it's not like they haven't heard their parents fucking numerous times.

"Oh William, this is the best gift you could give me." She moaned.

William kissed Claras calves his pace getting faster the longer he fucked. Williams tie let loose and Clara was able to see again. She looked at William, admiring how beautiful he is. She was so close to her orgasm, and looking at her husband made her even closer.

"Ahh!" They both moaned reaching their finishing points.

Clara gripped onto her clothes and William gripped onto the bed frame above Claras head.

William rolled onto his back next to Clara and hugged her around her chest. Clara kicked William in protest to untie her. He did as commanded and hugged her again. She turned around, her back facing William.

"Will?"

"Hm?"

"Wake me up in 20."

"Okay..." He covered his face with her blonde curls and closed his eyes.