#I count this as ‘tied up’ bc they were handcuffed AND chained in this
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Serennedy Mini Week Day 2!!
✨Tied up✨
Seriously what the hell did he mean by that 💀
#serennedyminiweek#serrenedy#luis sera resident evil#luis serra x leon kennedy#leon kennedy x luis serra#leon kennedy#luis serra#that chain scene was crazy dude#I count this as ‘tied up’ bc they were handcuffed AND chained in this#the lip bite lmfao
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“#god his fucking arms... #imagine handcuffing him #tying him to the bed and watching his muscles flex as he tried to wriggle out” you genius! Or even knowing that if he really wanted to, he could get out, but he doesn’t use his full strength bc he wants (needs) you to be in control. Maybe even... like biting on the vein a little bit...👀👀👀 (@queenmylovely)
lauren oh my god here i am trying to write soft 70s boyfriend rog and you gotta go and send me absolutely feral for ben…rude…i love you.
anyway here’s a little something. Wrote part of it at like 7 in the morning and then the rest at midnight so I hope it makes sense lmao (under a cut cause its nearly 2k and also smut)
Thehandcuffs had been a gift, intended for you to wear. The pink fluff around themto keep you comfortable while Ben had you locked in position, playing outwhichever evil scheme he’d decided you’d both enjoy most. Your friend, evercheeky, caught one glimpse of Ben’s toned chest and overheard one tipsy joke youmade about being pushed to your knees and decided you’d get some use out ofthem. They weren’t the best handcuffs ever, cheap and flimsy, but they did thejob well enough. Perhaps not the job your friend had been hinting at but howwas she to know Ben was the one who preferred being tied up. One day you’d haveto upgrade, find something a little larger and a little more durable. Ben hadcome close to snapping the chain once or twice and the day was bound to comewhen he’d succeed. Until then though, they’d suffice.
Bencertainly enjoyed them, probably more than you did which was saying somethingconsidering seeing Ben restrained was one of your favourite sights in theworld. It was the vision that swam to the forefront of your mind when you wokeup one morning, Ben’s side of the bed empty and cold. There was a note on yourbedside table explaining he’d gone to the gym and you couldn’t help but thinkyou wouldn’t have to wake up alone if you kept him chained to the bed. It wastempting to stay in the cozy covers and follow the thought to its naturalconclusion, but instead you managed to talk yourself into getting up and goingthrough your morning routine.
Benwalked through the door an hour or so later, wearing a tank top with SunsOut Guns Out emblazoned on the front and a grin at the sight of you. It wasa fitting choice of shirt, his muscles bulging as he pulled you into a hug.
“Morningbabe,” he said, wrapping his arms tightly around you and dropping a kiss toyour shoulder.You squealed as you felt the damp from his sweat stained shirt transfer to yourown, “Benny you’re all sweaty,” you half whined, trying to wriggle free.
“That’swhat happens when you spend all morning lifting weights,” he mumbled into yourneck, squeezing you tighter, “glad you’re up now though. You have any idea howhard it was to drag myself out of bed knowing you were still there in yourskimpy little PJs?”
Youlaughed and pried his fingers from you so you could move back a little, “me andmy skimpy PJs missed you this morning,”
“Didyou now?”
“Bigtime,” you dragged a finger along his shoulder and down his arm, following themuscles that had been worked out that morning.
“Well…‘m here now and…”
“Andwhat Bub?”
“Andif you cuffed me to the bed I wouldn’t be able to leave again,”
“Greatminds think alike,” you said through a grin.
Itdidn’t take long for Ben to strip to his underwear and lie down, arms above hishead, so practiced at getting into position. You straddled his stomach,clicking the cuffs into place.
“AllGood?”
“Mmhmm,”
“Nottoo tight?”
“Onlya little tight, just the normal amount.”
Youdouble checked the slightly too small cuffs were properly secured before youshuffled back, deliberately grinding against his crotch just to hear his sharpbreath.
“Tease,”he muttered when you came to a stop again.
“Ihaven’t even begun to tease, Benny,” you pulled your own shirt off, adding itto the pile of clothes Ben had left in the middle of the floor, leaning down toquickly kiss him before you pushed yourself from his hips and took off the restof your clothes too.
Ben’sfingers twitched as you reclaimed your place on his lap, the chain of thehandcuffs rattling slightly with the movement. You rewarded him by rolling yourhips, feeling the smooth material of his underwear sliding against your folds.
“Fuck,”he said softly, realization of what you were planning dawning on him as youcontinued to grind against him, able to feel him getting harder beneath you.
Itdidn’t take long for you to find the perfect rhythm, the perfect angle, yourclit dragging against his hardened cock over his underwear. Soft whines werefalling from Ben’s lips, his arms tensing and relaxing and tensing againwhenever you varied the pressure with which you pressed down onto him. Your ownbreaths were coming in pants, small moans escaping between them.
“GodI’m close,” Ben suddenly said, squeezing his eyes shut and pressing his headback against the pillow. A vein stuck out in his neck and you shivered at thesight.
Youstopped your movements, “Already? Jesus Benny, for a big strong boy you don’thave much will power do you?”
“Ido,”
“AllI’ve done is hump you and you’re whinging about being close. And I’m nowherenear done with you yet.”
“Y/N,please,”
“Youknow the rules.”
“Iknow,” he panted, trying to calm himself down enough, “I don’t cum until youdo,”
“Good.Now show me you have enough will power to not cum in your pants. I’m going tocount to five and then I’m going to keep going whether you think you’re readyor not. And you’re going to hold it.”
Benjust nodded, eyes still closed as he fought to relax.
Youcounted down out loud, watching Ben closely. His lips moved though no soundcame out, as if he were speaking to himself, and his arms were tense in therestraints. But when you reached one and began to find your rhythm againhe didn’t complain.
“Goodboy,” you purred, leaning down to trail your lips over his chest. A thin sheenof sweat already clung to him, left over from his morning workout as well aswhat you’d been putting him though, salty on your tongue as you dragged yourmouth towards his neck.
“Christ,”he whimpered, voice breaking a little when you sucked at his pulse point,making you laugh.
Slowly,you moved your mouth across to his shoulder. Another love bite, another soft whine.You could feel his muscles move, his arms flexing in the restraints as youfollowed a vein with your tongue. Ben swore, hips bucking up towards you, whenyou sunk your teeth into the skin around the vein, sucking until you were surethere’d be a mark. You pulled back for a second, watching to see if he’d make aproper effort to break loose, whether this would be the day he’d actuallyachieve it. He didn’t and it wasn’t.
“Maybeyou do have some willpower after all,”
“Y-yes,”he stuttered, “why?”
“You’rebeing very good trying so hard not to tug on the cuffs too much. I know youcould get out if you wanted.”
“Idon- don’t want to,”
Yougave him a reprieve, pausing your grinding as you captured his lips in a bruisingkiss. He kissed you back, needily, trying to follow your lips when you brokeaway.
“Howclose are you?”
“S-sofucking close,”
“Thinkyou could hold on a little longer if I was riding you?”
Hisbreath hitched, “Not sure. But I’ll try to hold it, promise.”
“Loveyou,” you whispered against his lips, sinking into another kiss before you backedoff to pull his undies down, a large wet patch decorating the front where you’dbeen rubbing yourself.
Onanother day you might have teased him even longer, made him beg as you wrappedyour hand or your lips around him, but it seemed unfair to keep him waiting. Asit was, he hissed when you did take hold of his cock, lining him up with yourentrance. You paused for a second but he didn’t even have the chance to ask youto hurry up before you were sinking down on him, slowly, letting yourselfadjust. You kissed him as you began to ride him, bracing your hands on hisshoulders to give yourself a little more support and control. He bucked hiships up, pushing his cock deeper and making you gasp against his lips.
“S-sorry,”
Youshook your head, “Do it again,”
Hesmiled and did as you asked, repeating the movement.
“FuckBen,” you panted against his lips, trying to match him thrust for thrust.
Hisbrows were knitted together with the effort of holding back his orgasm, a beadof sweat rolling down the side of his face. You weren’t kissing any longer,though you remained close enough to, rough breaths mingling in the spacebetween, both of you too concerned with your impending orgasm to worry aboutwhat your lips were doing.
“Pleasete-tell me you’re clos-se,” he said, gritting his teeth as he desperately triedto follow your rule.
Youjust nodded, curling your fingers around one of his biceps as you shimmied yourother hand between you, towards your clit. It only took a few firm circlesuntil you were cumming, squeezing his arm and crying out.
“CanI?” he gasped as you rode your orgasm out, tightening around his cock, almostmaking him break.
“Godyes, cum for me Ben,”
Itwas all he needed to hear, letting go before you’d even finished talking.
Yourhand was still on his bicep, fingertips digging into him, and you felt themuscles flex again as he coated your walls, pretty moans dripping from his lipsto be swallowed by you.
Youcollapsed against his chest, small shockwaves still making you twitch as you felthis racing heart and every heavy breath he took.
“Hey,babe?”
“Yeah?”“Can you uncuff me?”
“Shit,yeah, sorry,” you carefully pushed yourself up and let him slip from you,wincing slightly with the sensitivity, once again resting against his stomachwhile you fiddled with the clasps of the cuffs, “does it hurt?”
“No,nothing like that. Just, if you’re going to lie on me like that I’d like to beable to cuddle you back, y’know.”
“Goshyou’re cute,”
“Ihave been told that before,”
Youtook one of his hands before he could wrap them around you, and then the other,checking his wrist for any potential broken skin, but aside from a few smallindents that disappeared as you rubbed the area there were no marks.
“Toldyou it was fine,”
“Iknow, but I wanted to make sure,”
“Nowwho’s the cute one?”
Youlaughed as he did what he’d been wanting to do almost since the moment you’dfirst cuffed him, pulling you down into his arms, “Still you.”
“Agree to disagreethen,” he said softly, loosening his arms just enough to let you shuffle into acomfortable position before he wrapped you up again. His skin felt hot and stickywith sweat, but you didn’t even consider changing position. For one thing, youcouldn’t imagine you were in a much better state, and for another, being heldby him, surrounded by his soft skin and firm muscles, felt too nice. No one cuddledas well as Ben did. You decided that losing him to the gym a few times a weekwas a small price to pay for such a comfort.
#my writing#my blurbs#ben hardy smut#ben hardy x reader#ben hardy imagine#now i'm gonna go to sleep#and hopefully i'll be dreaming of domming benny#because it's what i deserve#whilstyouwalk
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