Monday, 13 June 2016

Happy Birthday to Me ǀ Day 7




Forgive my lateness. yesterday was just too much, and I spent the day keeping my mind on other things. A reminder that at the end you will find the information needed for the giveaway

Present Waiting
Eamon & Chris from Taking Control of my Werewolf

 “Hurry up,” Chris hissed at Adam as his best mate slowly worked his way around the bed, picking up the last cuff and wrapping it around his wrist.
“I don’t know about this.”
“You don’t have to.”
Adam shook his head. “Won’t he be pissed that you’re alone like this?”
“No.” but the door to the bathroom became very fascinating to him.
“He is gonna be pissed, isn’t he?”
“No. seriously, I’ve got this all set, everything is fine.”
“I don’t know…” Adam was just a rule follower. Seriously it was irritating in every light.
“Did it ever accrue to you that I might want to get in trouble.”
“No.”
“Well I do. So either help me or I’ll do it myself and then I definitely won’t be able to get out of these fucking things if need be.”
“Wait. You can get out if you want to.”
“Yeah, if someone else puts them on me, I can grab to tab,” he flicked the tab on the other his other cuff. “And walla I’m free.”
“Oh,” Adam looked closer at the cuff he was wrapping around Chris’ wrist. “I didn’t know you could get ones like that.”
“You can get all types of cuffs. These however were custom made.”
“Huh. Why’d you get them? I’m sure Eamon would never keep you tied up.”
“I got them before Eamon, when I couldn’t trust the person tying me up.”
Adam made a soft noise. “I really hate it that you didn’t come to me for help. I wouldn’t have—”
“What?” Chris laughed softly. “You’re struggling just to tie me up.”
“Ok, but I could have made things safer for you.”
“No you couldn’t and let’s face it I can fend for myself, now hurry up I wanna surprise Eamon for his birthday.”
“Ok, okay I’m done, here.”
“Hey Adam,” Chris sounded like he was about to up the ante. “Make sure you grab the corner of the blanket on your way out, would you.”
“Fine.” Adam did as asked, never looking back onto the bed as he did so. “Have a fun night.”
“Plan on it.” Chris smiled.
“Adam, what are you doing in my room?” Eamon’s voice sounded in the hall, deep and full of command. Chris had a lot of fun this arvo and most of it had been sent on through to Eamon’s phone and it sounded like he enjoyed the visual just as much as Chris enjoyed doing it.
“Oh, ah….night.” Chris could hear the blush paining Adam’s face. It probably didn’t help that he knew, or at least had an understand of what Eamon was about to find and what would happen afterwards.
“Okay…” Eamon sounded perplexed. “Is Chris in there?”
There was something said, probably an agreement, because he could hear the sound not the words. And then Eamon was inside the room, the door still open as he stood there, looking at Chris on the bed, his arms cuffed to the headboard. His calves tied to his thighs, a plug in his arse, a ring bundled up his balls.
“What’s this?” Eamon stepped further in, eyes still devouring Chris while he closed the door, clicking the lock.
“Happy birthday.” He smiled.
Eamon copied it, as he walked over to the side table pulling a black cloth Chris left out of him. “And isn’t it a pretty present you’ve gotten me.”
“For starters.” As really the night was still so very young.