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Thread: Regifting (Corybantic and BothsAndNeithers)

Emmett had to hand it to the girl. However unlikely it would have been that he himself might end up in some sort of similar position, he can't imagine handling it with such grace under fire. He could imagine being furious, frantic, desperate, any number of reactions. But he doubt he could be as witty and seductive at the same time. He smiled at her, his eyes twinkling with mischief. Reaching for the plug, he turned off the lights, and began to thread the power cord back through it's path. careful not to disturb the rest of the 'wrapping', the shimmering tinsel and the tightly wound ribbon, that had her completely vulnerable and immobile. As the he slowly untangled the cord, he let his hands explore the exposed sections of Auden's body. The soft glow of the remaining festive garlands strung up around the room, giving a almost candle-lit luster to her pale skin. Barely daring at first, he tentatively let his fingers dangle across her hip, playing across the waistline of her panties, and up her stomach. Still expecting any minute for her to change her mind, his hands moved to her legs, caressing down her thighs to her knee. And then the return journey around the back side, weaving along around the giftwrap, he pressed firmly with his fingertips, indenting her supple, yielding flesh, rolling her to free the now loose half of the lights. Emboldened by her lack of protest, he began to manhandle her more as he now addressed the top half of her tangle. Grabbing her by the shoulders, he deadlines her up to a kneeling position, still quite uncomfortable, he had no doubt. But his hands were surer of purpose now feeling the softness of the skin down from her neck to her shoulders, across her decolletage, and even though no lights now covered them, Emmet slid his hands up her flank up to her bikini, massaging the generous, gorgeous firm breasts he found there, as he looked Auden straight in the eye, daring her now to voice a complaint.
Thread: Regifting (Corybantic and BothsAndNeithers)

Auden wasn't sure why she was doing this, allowing this to happen - the smart thing would've been to get untied and go straight home - but she didn't want to. Maybe this would turn out to be a terrible idea, one more thing about today to regret, but right now it seemed like a great way to take her mind off things and much better than going home and wallowing. Thank you, she said once the lights were turned off - they weren't comfortable, poking and tugging at odd angles, but it was the warmth that had started to get irritating. Still, she was relieved when he began taking them off entirely. She shifted to try to help him, unsure how she felt about the freedom he had with her, fingers sliding along skin no one but her parents and boyfriend had seen. She inhaled sharply as he ran his fingers just above her bikini, eyes glued to his face as her stomach fluttered, not unpleasantly. She grunted as he flipped her onto her stomach, reminded once again how helpless she really was, now stuck like a turtle. It wasn't long before he lifted her up, though. Her knees managed a proper kneeling position, but the position of where her hands were tied left her bending forward a little, breasts hanging like ripe fruits. He was touching her now, no pretense about the lights, and she blushed for him, breath turning shallow as his hands found her breasts. Her eyes flicked up to his. My...um...outfit is a bikini, so it ties on, she muttered, not quite giving him permission to unwrap the gift further but...making possibilities available.
Thread: Regifting (Corybantic and BothsAndNeithers)

That was all the encouragement that Emmett needed. Forsaking care for efficiency, he threaded the last of the lights from around her body, discarding them at the base of the tree. Kneeling, he ran his hands along the straps of the red, fur lined bikini, ensuring he took in all the sensations the different textures offered. Leaning in, so close he could feel her warm breath on his cheek, he peered at the knot that sat at the nape of her neck. If the fact he was about to debauch his room-mate's ex of mere hours ago wasn't proof enough, his hesitation at the convolutions of the straps proved that he was no Boy Scout. Not to be defeated at the first hurdle, and feeling an urgency to match Auden's boldness, Emmett turned his head and planted a crushingly passionate kiss right on Auden's lips. Tasting the honeyed sweetness of a beeswax lip-balm, he surfaced for air, then kissed her again, with a gentle yet insistent tongue looking to explore her mouth. Bringing both his hands up to the confounding knot, he gripped tightly then pulled them apart, rewarded with a sharp noise and the proverbial Gordian knot was torn asunder. He simply released the strings, sliding one hand behind her waist, the other he buried in her ginger hair, gripping the tresses and holding her head firmly in place while her lips parted, and her tongue met his, matching his fervor. Reluctantly leaving her mouth, he bent down, taking a large, hungry mouthful of her breast, while disengaging his fingers from her hair, and bringing it down to grope the other, ungently cupping and squeezing, while rubbing his thumb across her hard nipple. Moaning at the delightful sensuality of the moment, Emmet pinched her nub between his lips, tugging slghtly, his free hand slipping down to slide over the tempting curve of her prone ass.
Thread: Regifting (Corybantic and BothsAndNeithers)

Auden was shaking softly as his hands explored her, breath coming against him in uncertain puffs. She'd never done anything like this before, had barely so much as looked at anyone other than Declan. Inviting someone who was half-stranger to do what he pleased...well, it wasn't like her. And she was surprised by how much the notion of it stirred her, though he hadn't done anything at all yet, really. She made a surprised sound into his mouth as he kissed her, then closed her eyes and returned the kiss, only for them to snap open with a squeak as her bikini top's top strap was broken. The hand in her hair - firm, unyielding - made things low in her twist, and she parted her lips for him, letting him deepen the kiss. Oh, she said as his mouth and hands found her breasts. She wriggled slightly in the kneeling position, letting her head fall back as he explored her. She pulled at her arms, just testing, and found them still held fast without the lights, the motion pulling her feet and causing the muscles of her hips to flex slightly under his hands.
Thread: Regifting (Corybantic and BothsAndNeithers)

Too much fabric he thought as his fingers encountered the fur trim of her bikini waistline. He followed the line to one side, this time having more luck with those tricky knots, he brought both hands to the task and managed to separate the two strands on both sides with only a modicum of ineffectual fumbling. But the fabric so tight, and the heat so great, that the fabric clung desperately to her skin, even after the strings fell limply. But not for long, as Emmett's questing fingers found their way between Auden's legs. Still secured tightly, he had to ease the garment between thighs pressed tightly together, and so the fabric gathered at the separation at the top her legs, the fabled thigh gap, and as he pulled, it slid even further up, parting her tender lips. An idea that had been slowly simmering in the back of Emmett's mind suddenly roared to a full boil. Wait right there... Oh, well should I just say hold that thought. I'll be right back. As he rose, he kissed her again, full of the lust and the passion he was feeling, willing her to feel his need, his desire. He gripped her shoulders, squeezing them roughly. With a lingering look at her, his eyes drifting over the spray of freckles above her breasts, the spreading blush matchin the raw color where the ribbons dug into the flesh of her thigh. Finally he turned, and managed not to look back as he strode into his room, a man on a mission.
Thread: Regifting (Corybantic and BothsAndNeithers)

Auden could do nothing but sit still as he fumbled with the bikini straps on her bottom half. She inhaled sharply as his hand slid between her legs, brushing the skin there that she'd carefully prepared for what she'd expected to be a romantic evening - it wasn't that she was uncomfortable with him touching her, it was just unexpected...and she didn't realize how sensitive all the stress and worry and his gentle petting had made her. She whimpered as the fabric was pulled up inside her, then looked at him with wide eyes as he stood, leaving her kneeling on the ground. Where are you goin-mmph, she asked, the last of her question smothered by a kiss that left her breathless, head spinning. She blushed as he looked her over, knowing she couldn't cover herself or hide from his view in any way. She shifted her weight experimentally, but quickly stopped - the only thing she might succeed at was knocking herself over, and she didn't want that. What are you doing? she called.
Thread: Regifting (Corybantic and BothsAndNeithers)

It took just under two minutes of rummaging through a couple of boxes in his wardrobe to grab the items he was looking for, one just a memento of a relationship past, the little things left behind by a partner that never seems important enough to return. The other was simply a tool of his hobby, but one he took quite a lot of pleasure in. He returned, a trail of discarded clothes in his wake. Naked and standing proud, he carried the things that so precipitously took him away. Just a couple of things to make this even more a night to remember, Emmett said, knowing in his heart that nothing on earth would make him forget this night, Not if he lived until he was a hundred. But that didn't mean that it couldn't get even more memorable, or that he couldn't have some help when it came to reliving this at a later date. He laid a small black cloth object on the table, while taking the bulkier item and setting it up in the middle of the room, facing the bound woman. It was a high-end digital camera, set on a tripod. Emmett held up a hand, to forestall any objections she might have had. I want to assure you, this is purely for personal use. I don't want to share you with anyone tonight. Tonight you are mine, and this is such an amazing thing that is happening, for both of us, and I want to be able to remember everything about this night. And if you ask really nicely, I'll make you a copy. Besides, He chuckled beginning to understand the thrill of having power over someone so completely, it's not like you have a lot of say in the matter. He picked up the other item and approached her, holding it out by the straps. A black silk sleep mask, a blindfold left by a previous bedmate, who was just a pleasant enough memory that he hadn't thrown out the sleep aid when they had parted ways, and now it was going to be used in ways he wondered if it had ever been intended to. I thought we might begin with some sensory deprivation. You're going to listen to me, and do everything I say. As much as I hate to hide those gorgeous eyes of yours, and I doubt I'll be able to keep away from them for long. But again, that'll be my decision. he smiled lustily as he approached her to secure the sleep mask over her face.
Thread: Regifting (Corybantic and BothsAndNeithers)

Auden wondered what in the world he could be going to get - it wasn't like he'd had advance notice to plan anything. When he came out, naked as the day he was born, her breath caught. She was really doing this. She'd never actually seen a guy in real life naked besides Declan...and here they were. The fuzzy feeling was chased off by adrenaline, though, as she saw the camera. She opened her mouth to protest before he cut her off. She bit her lip - it was true, she couldn't tell him no...and she might want to see it later. Promise you won't show anyone else? she confirmed. She saw the sleep mask, eyes going wide, but didn't bother to complain as he put it over her eyes, blocking everything out. It was immediately disorienting, and felt like she'd instantly grown extra nerve endings, skin monitoring everything around her. So what do you want me to do? she asked with a small smile, not having missed the part where he said she was expected to follow instructions.
Thread: Regifting (Corybantic and BothsAndNeithers)

As he secured the mask, Emmett whispered in her ear This is just for you and me, Auden, my little lovely. I wouldn't share you with anyone. His voice, husky and low pitched to thrill and delight. He stroked her hair as he continued. Lets begin by you opening your pretty, pretty little mouth and wait there for me to return while I make sure everything is perfect with the camera. He nuzzled her neck, tracing the line of her jugular vein with the tip of his tongue and kissing her cheek. I won't be too long. He chuckled, deep in his throat. He stood and retreated to the camera. Watching her to see how readily she complied with his instruction. If she understood what he was looking for. He looked through the viewfinder, framed the shot, made sure the focus was correct. He saw her open her mouth, clearly unsure of the reason. He didn't feel like he needed to enlighten her just yet. Almost. Tilt your head up, Auden. Better. Better. Now stick out your tongue like you are about to taste something. He finished up, happy now with both the shot and the subject, and returned to stand in front of her. Wrapping his hand around his hard, nine-and-a-half-inch cock. he began to rub the head on her cheeks, and her chin, rolling it across her tongue for moisture. This is going to be your first task, Auden... and your first reward. Make me come with your sweet mouth, my little lovely... And you will get to taste me. Like I'll taste you soon. I'm going to make you cum so hard, little lovely. But first you have to earn it. Open wide. Emmett lay the tip of his cock on her tongue and as she stretched her mouth as wide as she could, he pushed into her mouth, filling it with his length, and girth. She looked so beautiful, her eyebrows disappearing below the mask as she frowned in pretty concentration to fulfill his instructions.
Thread: Regifting (Corybantic and BothsAndNeithers)

Okay, she said hesitantly. She'd had her trust broken plenty tonight...but for whatever reason, she believed him. Not that it would make much of a difference if she didn't - which, she supposed, was part of why she could. Oh, she said as he whispered instructions to her, voice like nothing she'd heard from him before. She opened her mouth hesitantly, trembling a little, lips glistening with the remainder of the lipstick she'd put on for Declan. Her cheeks flushed as she realized what was likely coming, flashed on how big he'd been - certainly better endowed than her boyfriend - but she stuck out her tongue just the same, feeling foolish. She felt him rub himself against her, and she did as she was told, opening wide. He stretched her mouth to capacity as she worked to make sure her teeth were sheathed. She'd never let Declan do this, control it - on some level she guessed she hadn't trusted him - and it took more concentration than she'd expected to try to just keep him safe. She wanted to use her tongue to massage, to help, but he soon filled her mouth too much for that. She made a small, questioning sound, unsure what to do, and tentatively moved her head, sealing her lips around him.
Thread: Regifting (Corybantic and BothsAndNeithers)

She was not, even in Emmett's limited experience, the most knowledgeable or talented of mouths that he had ever had wrapped around his manhood. She was nervous and tentative, but she was warm and willing. He sighed 8n delight as the head of his shaft was welcomed and felt her struggle, but manage to take him about halfway down, he lips forming a seal. To begin, just start by keeping a good seal. I won't push you too hard just yet, but we're going to really expand your skills. Feeling the slight suction from her mouth, he began to rock his hips back and forth, slowly easing his cock out all the way to the ridge of his glans, the all the way back in until he could feel the beginnings or resistance from the back of her throat. Emmet didn't know how good or bad her gag reflex was, but he was happy enough for the moment just sliding in and out. Good, good oh yes, that's just right, my lovely. You look so amazing right now, your hands tied to your feet, my cock stretching your mouth. Just beautiful. He was starting to feel the precipice approaching, so he instructed her to stop. So good Lovely let me go now. We don't want to rush, we've got all night. At least the smiled at the thought of a weekend with a willing, pretty companion. Open up, as before. I'm putting my cock on your tongue, kiss and lick the head, and as much of the shaft as you can.
Thread: Regifting (Corybantic and BothsAndNeithers)

Auden wasn't entirely sure what she was doing - not having her hands or her eyes complicated the matter, and while she knew what her boyfriend had enjoyed, he just wasn't in the same size class as his roommate a different skill set was required. Mm hmm, she said around him, indicating that she understood his instructions as she set her mind to keeping her lips firmly around him. She didn't know what testing her skills might look like, but she was willing to find out. It wasn't, she thought with a pleasant tingle below her waist, like she could stop him regardless. She continued to focus as he pushed into her mouth, continuing until she was having to concentrate hard not to cough or choke, fingers tapping against her thumb behind her to let off the excess energy as he pulled back from the danger zone. His words made her blush...she had to admit, she'd be interested to see the film. She opened her mouth when she was told, relieved she hadn't messed it up, then nodded. Okay, she said breathlessly, sticking her tongue out. When she felt him on her, she did as she was told, licking and kissing enthusiastically, though it was hard to work her way up the shaft without being able to see it.
Thread: Regifting (Corybantic and BothsAndNeithers)

Emmett reveled in the feel of her lips and her tongue nibbling at his length. She was enthusiastic where her mouth found itself, but tentative in her movements, as she was clearly unsure of her balance. He closed his eyes, moaning his appreciation for her. Her breath washed over his cock, sending chills over the spit-covered patches, while warming the rest. After a couple of minutes, he instructed her to stop, and gave no further instructions, stepped back and simply breathed in, then out, bringing himself back under control. You've been so diligent at following instructions, Lovely, that you should get some reward. Emmett moved around behind her left shoulder, where he could kneel and reach around her body. he began to cup her tender breasts, gently at first but quickly increasing his ferocity. He rolled and pulled her nipples in his fingers as he leant in to kiss her neck, reveling in her vulnerability, her complete openness to his touch. One of his hands slunk down her stomach and began to stroke around her pussy, feeling the heat, teasing with deliberate, slow touches, while his other hand and mouth upped their intensity again, in stark contrast to the controlled, precise movements of his lower hand. He tantalized her lips, flirted with her clit, but all the while, never quite making contact, although he wondered with her sight so obscured if her sense of touch might be so keen to extend past her body. Deciding he had teased her enough, he calmed his ministrations on her neck and chest, and gently opened her with two fingers and penetrating her with his longest finger.
Thread: On The Naughty List (Bevatoria and BothsAndNeithers)

Madeline Leeds laughed loudly with her friends as she stood in line for the mall Santa. They'd passed him on their way in, had joked about how much that job had to suck, but hadn't thought more about it. When they'd gotten in a debate about the actor in a certain film over lunch, though, the stakes of the bet before looking it up were easy to think of the loser had to go sit on Santa's lap. It turned out that it was Elijah Wood and not Daniel Radcliffe in the made-for-TV version of Oliver Twist , and so here they were. Madeline was 22, heading into the last semester of her undergrad, but the sad truth was that no one would've given her much of a thought if she hadn't been with her friends - she was petite enough that she'd had officers at gas stations ask for her ID to make sure she was 16, had been ordered back to class when visiting her cousin's middle school. Today, her jeans and cheerful red sweater tried hard to showcase what curves she had, but the Elf standing next to the sign that prominently said under 18 only didn't bat an eye as her friends giggled, nudging her forward. There was a grin on her face, dimples showing, as she approached. Hello, Santa, she said, eyes sparkling as she climbed into his lap, aware that she was situating herself directly above rather...sensitive anatomical areas as she shifted her weight, pretending to try to get comfortable for the picture. The bet had been to make Santa uncomfortable without getting kicked out, and she was betting a squirming young woman on the old man's lap would get a very different reaction than a child. She smiled brightly for the complimentary photo.
Thread: On The Naughty List (Bevatoria and BothsAndNeithers)

And it would have been just that for Madeline - a quick jaunt into the Santa's lap and a few laughs at some poor mall Santa's expense had it been any other day at that particular mall during the Christmas season. It wasn't the best of jobs to begin with poor wages, long hours, draining work, a position requiring eternal patience. Short breaks, and then there was the endless line of crying kids, parents wanting 'just the right photo', demanding bosses... That was what Madeline would have been in for on any other day. But not today. The man who's lap he was on wasn't supposed to be there that day. In fact, he wasn't supposed to even exist, really, but as the jolly, 'big boned' man settled into the throne and smiled politely back at her and the camera, his thoughts went back to how exactly he'd ended up here today. He was taking part in perpetrating a myth, but most people didn't know what the myth was. The existence of mall santa was supposed to prove that Santa wasn't real there to give credence to stories told to children until they were of a certain age. But they were wrong. The fake santas perpetrated the myth that there was no Santa Claus, but the lie was that there wasn't Santa. There was. And he was the one who'd told the other mall santa he'd had the day off both men clad in similiar red suits, even as Nick's was much better kept, and the beard on his face was white and real. The other man - who'd been smoking - snuffed out the cigarette, in his suit as he turned back to him. Thanks, man....don't think I've seen you before, mister... A smile twinkled on the older man's face. Just call me Nick. And so, 'Nick' leaned in to the photo, hearing the camera click as he turned to the attractive young woman. While he couldn't have predicted the future - he hadn't come here expecting her, only to do his occasional rounds as he was wont to do - he certainly was getting ideas even from the few looks he'd stolen at her body which could only have been flattered by her tight jeans and sweater. So, are you looking for anything for christmas, young lady? He teased, shifting a bit under her. It might've been his imagination, but it seemed she was situationg herself against a certain part of his suit intentionally, or at least a certain part of his body. It seemed he had a naughty girl on his hands...