The Bad Boy BxB

Fun (2)

I yawned loudly as I woke, feeling a wide smile greet my face as I cuddled up to my company... That wasn't right. I'm not supposed to be sleeping with anyone. I haven't in years. What was going on? I opened my eyes quickly to see Caleb! What the hell was I doing in bed with him?!

It took a moment or two for me to remember the events that had transpired previously. It took quite a while to understand that he had hit on me and we had kissed plenty. I tied him up and he fell asleep so rudely, so I looked through the box in the closet full of dildos, restraints, and a few other choice tools until I found a blindfold to put on him for some reason.

I looked over the sexy body beside me and kissed the owner's cheek. Smoothing his mussed hair, my fingers off my other hand trailed down to caress his smooth skin. I could have sworn I saw a smirk appear on his lips at this. Oh, my god, I thought. He might really be... If he really is, then... Wow...

I kept touching his warm flesh somewhat indecently to gather more evidence to my theory and, boy, it was plentiful. He had a sizeable grin plastered on his face the entire time and even shifted in his sleep, seemingly looking for more. I was loving this, but I wanted to change up what I was doing just a little.

In a moment, I recalled the events of the night previous. Particularly, what was on my camera. Specifically, the footage of his ribs being nudged and him laughing at it. Though, remembering that also gave me the idea to use my camera. I needed proof of this. For myself, if no one else. Well, he'd kill me if I showed anyone else. Or... Maybe I could use this video to make sure he doesn't kill me.

I sit on the bed on the side opposite the camera that was now turned on and put my hands back on his thin, muscular tummy. I slowly curled my fingers so that all ten nails were gently scratching at his bare flesh.

"What are you doing, babe?" He mumbled with a wide smile. I froze in fear. He's awake.

He moved his arms a little as if to stretch. "Huh? Babe, why am I still tied?" He yawned. I couldn't answer. I didn't want him to hear my voice, and I just didn't know. I just wanted to make sure he was safe in his return home. I didn't want him to drive drunk or high or hungover. "Mm, a quick morning session? Alright, but I'm kind of hungover right now..." His words brought a blush to my face. He may not have known who I am, right now, but he was offering me sex...

I said nothing still but continued to curl and straighten my fingers. I heard a snicker escape his mouth as he told me quietly "baby, stop it."

"Why?" I said in my regular, soft tone with a smirk.

He shook his head a little and bit his lip making him look oh, so sexy. He brought his voice down a little, making him sound rather embarrassed. "It tickles..."

A wicked grin came to my lips at this delightful piece of information. "You're ticklish?" I smirked, stifling a chuckle, "Oh, that's cute."

"Don't call me cute," he complained with a smirk on his lips, "why don't you do something useful with that mouth, instead?"

"Hmm, okay," I smirked back, lowering my face to his soft belly. I filled my lungs full of air and blew a big raspberry right on his cute, shallow innie. Well, he just screamed at this. His laughter was absolutely beautiful (as well as hysterical, which I just loved).