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Right Here In My Arms	By : SchwarzeGeister Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Rammstein Views: 2083 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Right Here In My Arms
Author: under_season
Rating: NC-17 for language, m/m activity, and bondage
Pairing: Schneider/Flake
Summary: in a nut shell-PWP. With whipped cream.
R/N: Reference to ‘Enjoy The Silence’-Depeche Mode. And the title is a H.I.M song.
Disclaimer: if I had a dollar for every story that was true, I would have many dollar coins. But I'm broke right now… (No true/know/own/seen in real life/related/stalked)
Feedback: No beta, so yes please.

~Right Here In My Arms~

Schneider’s P.O.V

He walks towards me, almost strutting. He knows what power he has over me, and he uses it to the fullest. I am in awe…
He pushes me down onto the bed, kissing me lightly. I moan a little and he pulls back.
“Christian…?” I ask hesitantly, but he shakes his head, sending his long brown hair fanning around his face. I so badly want to touch it. I'm aching for him.
I do reach up, and he slams my wrists down onto the bed. I laugh, and am rewarded by him shackling me up to the bed head. I am unable to move my hands. He knows how much I like to touch him. The fucking tease…
He moves off the bed, and I whine. I don’t want him to ever leave me.
He looks down at me, caressing the side of my face.
“You think me so cruel? I wouldn’t leave you for all of King Midas’s gold.” He says softly, in that voice that is guaranteed to make me hard.
He looks down my naked body. I work so hard to please him, to make myself beautiful in his eyes, and it finally pays off. I have him. My beautiful Christian…
“I shall be back. Don’t worry, I won't forget you.” another light kiss, and he leaves the room.

I wait patiently. I move a little in my shackles, getting comfortable for what could come.
He comes back, bearing objects. But in this room illuminated only by a lamp, I can barely discern what they are.
Christian laughs. “You look so… wanton, laying there. I can't help but add to the image.”

He moves around, and strips, letting me feast my eyes on his delicious body. He is not as thin as fans and media make him out to be, and he is a million times more beautiful than anyone I know.
I hear a can being shaken up and I smile.
He then squirts the substance onto my neck. I hiss as the cold whipped cream hits my heated neck. He licks slowly, tasting every inch covered in the cream.
He moves along my body, spraying the cream on my chest, stomach, and thighs… licking slowly all the while.

Slowly teasing me to death.

I moan at him, wanting to end this sensual torture, but he shakes his head. “Oh no, my dear Christoph. Not yet…I want you screaming and begging before the night’s out…”
He shuts me up by kissing me, tracing his tongue over my lips. I taste the cream there, and I want more… so much more.

After a while, he steps back, admiring his work. I am trembling slightly, and I see my erection pointing towards the ceiling, wet at the tip.
“Hmm…”

He reaches into the side table and pulls out a cock ring. I swear under my breath, and he places it over my throbbing member, squeezing a little.
The pressure is exquisite, but I know I WILL be begging and screaming before the night is up.

There is a faint smell of cherries and I look to Christian, who has brought some cherries. My favourite, especially on pavlova.

He dips the cherry into a dark liquid, and then proceeds to trace it over my lips, letting me taste the chocolate sauce in contrast to the whipped cream before, then down my neck. He licks there, biting a little, enough to make me moan more. Moving down, over my hard nipples, he bits hard, making me arch up into his touch and cry out.

He then eats the cherry, spiting out the pip into his hand, and throwing it into the bin nearby.

I am eager to know what he plans to do next, and he doesn’t disappoint.

He moves over my body, until he reaches my hard cock. He licks up all the pre-come, making me tremble.
“Do you want the ring off…” he asks huskily, looking at me, his hair framing his face, making him look delightfully evil, especially in the near darkness.
“Please…” I plead.
He smiles, and takes it off. The freedom is almost enough to set me off, but I stop myself. I don’t want to displease Christian.

I am released, and turned onto my stomach. He traces his nails over my back, making me breath faster. He licks down the centre of my back, and down to the cleft of my arse. I try to prop myself up onto my arms, but he slams me down onto the bed. He wraps a blindfold around my eyes, and ties me back up again.

Damn him and his games.

He moves away and off the bed. I don’t know where he is, what he plans to do. Whether he’ll leave me alone…

It's so quiet. All I here is my heavy breathing, my heartbeat. Then, he makes a noise, letting me know that he’s still there, watching my every move. Waiting.

The bed dips behind me and I know he’s there, on the bed. He unties me, but immediately puts me onto my hands and knees. So, I am to be the horse…
He penetrates me slowly; I feel the head just inside me. But then he pulls back out.

“Tease…” I moan, moving my arse back a little, wanting to be released of this tension inside me.
“Beg for me.”
I moan, as he grabs my hair, pulling my head up. I grew my hair out, at his request. As did he…
“Beg for me, Christoph.”
“Please!”
“Please, what?” he yanks my hair harder, all I see is darkness, and all I feel is him, all around me, his scent, his touch, his whole being. He consumes me, as does my desire for him, to the point where I think I will die if I don’t have him soon.
“Fuck me… oh, please Christian! I need you inside me, I need you…” I scream, and he complies, thrusting in hard, and pulling my head back, exposing my throat.
He thrusts hard, hitting my sweet spot. I am so close, I feel myself shake and tremble.

He pulls out, and flips me onto my back. He removes the blindfold and I see him. The darkness of the room casts shadows onto his elegant features, and I know I love him.

No more teasing.

No more games.

He stares into my eyes, asking me if I want it.
“I do…” I moan, bringing him close to me for a kiss. He kisses me hard, biting my lip softly, then hard, making me mewl and clutch him close. He moves away from my mouth and lips, to my neck. He kisses along my jaw, making me shake a little more.

His soft hands move down to my legs, lifting them. I know what he is asking, and I give him complete control. Always and forever more.
He thrusts in, and at the same time, bits down on my neck. I scream, and scratch his back, holding him to me, trying to get as close as possible.

He goes faster, deeper, harder. I am moaning, the pleasure overflowing inside, threatening to burst out of me. He lets go of my neck and looks at me. I see him mouth ‘I love you’, and this sends me over. I come, my muscles spasm, my whole being shuddering. I kiss him hard, so hard, enough to draw blood. He still thrusts into me, close to his orgasm. I am boneless, still high in the clouds of sublime ecstasy. He joins me, thrusting hard, as hard as he can, completely letting go, as I stare up at him, his beautiful hair hanging down around his face. I caress him and his hair, as he calms down and collapses onto my bodily fluids and me.

He lifts his head and kisses me softly. Words are unnecessary. They can only do harm.
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