Steam on the Mirror

Revenge PT2: Surprise

(A/N: Helloo! Here's part two of Aleks Revenge. Thanks for waiting for this update! Sorry, but it's a little bit short, shorter than usual. But enjoy, and I'll update the next part as soon as I can! Love you, darlings! <3- Domo)

~~JAMES POV~~

I pulled up to the office with so many erotic thoughts darting to and fro in my mind. I know Aleks surprise is going to be a sexual one, but what will he do for me? Maybe he'll put something cute on and do a little dance. Maybe he'll just tie himself up and give himself to me. Maybe he'll ignore me at first, then slam it on me within seconds. Maybe--

I was pretty much running down our hallway, going into everyone's office and looking for his jacket. Damn! I can't find it. My excitement drooped for a moment, wondering if this would mean I won't get my surprise. I still wasn't sure what had gotten me so good this morning. I didn't even have any dreams that night! Why did I want him so badly... I don't know, but this arousal is getting worse.

I look down and see that there is an undeniable bulge in my sweatpants, and I wasn't even thinking that perverted! Why is this happening... it didn't even feel natural, now. I was still tearing through the offices and putting everything back in place when I heard my phone buzz.

It was a text from Aleks.

From: Aleks

Hey babe! Sorry, it turns out I didn't leave my jacket @ the office. But im still happy you did this for me. Come home and get your surprise ;) <3

~~ALEKS POV~~

I sent the text and immediately started setting up. I dumped some of the chloroform on the rag and put it down for a moment while I took the rope out and hid it behind a nearby couch cushion. I remember all of those knots they taught us when I used to be in boy scouts... They specified each one, but I don't remember their exact names. They said one can be used for catching things, one can be used for holding things, one can be used for immobilizing things. I didn't want James to be completely motionless, I needed to see and feel his reactions...

I heard a key enter the door and I snatched up the rag, putting it behind my back. James walked in and I attacked him, forcing my mouth onto his. I walked him into the door, closing it and reaching behind him with my free hand and locking it. I can feel the heat and lust through both of us, but I wasn't focused on that right now. My main focus was getting James unconscious. 

I held the kiss for a long time, refusing to move. He had to back away for a breath at some point... And I was right. He pulled away and fast as quicksilver, I put the rag over his mouth and nose as he breathed in. Before he passed out, he looked up at me with utter confusion and... lust?

So the Viagra is already working...

But I can't help but remember that he was already turned on this morning for whatever reason. Now that he has that aphrodisiac in his system, how bad will he be when I untie him?

Do you really care? You want him to be as rough as he can. You want him to hurt you, because you like it.

I reached for the rope and hung my head in shame. That little voice in my head was right, I am a masochist. I mean, I won't take it as far as drawing blood or actually crying in pain, but a little bit of pain just excites me. I feel like a sick fuck, but at least I'm admitting it.

I tugged on the rope and made sure it was secure, half-dragging, half-carrying James to my room.  I tugged him onto the bed, sitting him up against my head board. I looked him over admiringly. Even when he's passed out he's undeniably adorable. He almost looks like hes sleeping...

I saw him stir, heard him groan quietly. I walked over quickly and made sure the bonds keeping his hands restrained were tight, then backed up, watching him open his eyes and look around in confusion. He then looked down at his lap and up at me. He shifted, frowning because he now realizes his hands are tied behind his back.

"Aleks. What the fuck is this?!" He sounded mad, but his voice had gone deeper, meaning he was still horny, the Viagra helping out as well.

"Remember when we first had sex, James? Remember how you had me against the wall, being oh so very gentle? You teased me, James, and I can't say I didn't like it. But this doesn't mean payback isn't in order." I spoke and barely recognized my own voice. It was dark, almost cynical, but filled with warning. This was going to be pleasurable for me, too, but I want James to feel like I did that day. Impatient, anxious, waiting, wanting but not receiving.

James struggled against his restrained wrists, obviously turned on further by the deviousness in my voice. "Aleks, untie me or I swear..."

"You swear, what, James?" I purred. "Judging by your failing attempts to get out of my ropes," I nodded to where his hands were still restrained behind him, taking steps towards him, "and your problem down here," I put emphasis on the words by softly stroking him through his sweats and smiling in triumph as he struggled harder, "... you are in no position to do anything at all."

I leaned forward and kissed him, light as a feather. He tried to surge his lips forward, to put more force into the kiss, but I held his shoulders against the headboard. I pulled away and turned around, reaching for the hem of my shirt. Before I began my little striptease, I made my message clear.

"Surprise..."

(A/N: Again, sorry this was short. I didn't want to start any of the action in one part and cut it off, y'know? Stay tuned! Because I don't know exactly when the next part will be up. But it will be! I hope you liked this one, though. Feel free to comment! I accept all constructive criticism and feedback! <3-Domo)