Silver & Gold - Chapter Ten
The final chapter.
CW: Smut, Keeping Secrets, Vomiting, Pregnancy mentions.
Prompts fulfilled;
’Their Reflection’ – Bug’s First Bingo,
‘Sleep Deprivation to Hand Holding’ - @hurtcomfort-bingo
“Let Me In!”, “We Need To Talk.”, ‘Bite Marks’, ‘Dominant Lover’, ‘Face Sitting’, ‘Riding’, ‘Spread Eagle’ – @fandom-free-bingo (Flight Edition),
'Lingerie’ – Fandom-Free Bingo (Frosty Edition),
‘Vomiting’ – @badthingshappenbingo
‘Big Secret’ – @multifandom-flash Round 2 (1023),
‘Keeping Secrets Sucks’ – Multifandom-Flash Round 2 (1025),
‘Impregnation’, 'Light Bondage' – Kinky Things Happen Bingo,
‘Sexual Fantasy’ – @anyfandomfluffbingo,
‘Edging’ – @anyfandomgoesbingo (Kink),
‘Secrets’ – @eclipsingbingo.
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In total, I was on some form of reduced activity for six weeks – not that I minded, in the end. Yoshitsune kept me well exercised, providing ample opportunities for me to rid myself of excess energy. By the time I was back in full form, I was littered with tiny bruises from his fingertips and mouth on me.
And I was finally capable of returning the favour.
The disparity between our weights allowed me to move around the bed without disturbing him, the even pace of his snoring acting as an early warning system. But I secured his wrists and ankles without issue, rocking back on my heels to admire my handiwork.
I really should remember to bake Greg some cookies…
Winter’s boyfriend had helped guide me through the knots, spending hours on video calls with me while my beloved soldier slept. True to the sailor’s word, Yoshitsune seemed secured and comfortable – though we both acknowledged that the rope would be no matter for my boy if he truly wanted to escape.
Silver simply snored on, oblivious, spread-eagle in his shorts, and I couldn’t help but smile at the sight. I dropped to my chest between his legs, pressing tender kisses along the inside of his thigh.
He began to stir as my lips brushed the bottom of his shorts, letting out a quiet, contented hum, his eyelids flickering. My fingertips hooked into the material, pulling it gently to one side so I could trail my tongue luxuriously over his balls. It wasn’t until my lips drifted to his steadily-filling cock that he stiffened and groaned raggedly, shifting beneath me. My eyes raised as his head lifted, gaze meeting mine in time for me to take his tip in my mouth. His pupils blew wide with lust and pleasure; a smirk twitched at my lips when he went to move his arms, diverting his attention and earning a whine.
“Fuck… G-Good morning, Swan… What did I do to earn the privilege of being at your mercy?” he breathed, throat bobbing as he swallowed.
“You’ve been so good to me while I’ve not been able to do much…” I purred, leaning up just a little to side the edge of my scissors into the leg of his shorts – far away from anything delicate – slowly making my way through the material before continuing. “I thought you deserved a little treat of your own.”
His eyebrow raised, usual half-grin pulling at his mouth. “I don’t do it in the hopes of a reward,” he chuckled, and I smiled.
“Oh? I’ll stop then,” I teased, rocking back onto my knees and feeling a heat settle in my abdomen as he took me in.
“Dear God, please don’t,” he breathed, hands flexing unconsciously against his bindings. “Please… Please don’t.” His eyes trailed deliberately slowly over my breasts, barely contained by a thin layer of lace, and down my stomach to eye the translucent fabric doing little to hide my pussy from his view. “God, you’re beautiful.”
I blushed softly, wrapping my hand around his length to caress him slowly. “Flattery will get you everywhere, baby boy…” I murmured, leaning down to trail my tongue over his tip delicately and eliciting a hiss of pleasure.
“You – ah! You’re beautiful – gorgeous – so talented, so sexy… The most beautiful woman I have ever see-” He cut himself off with a deafening groan as I took him quickly between my lips. “Y- Oh God, oh fuck, I love you, so much, my p- fuck- my perfect Swan…”
I purred contentedly around him, earning a grunt of delight, head beginning to bob slowly. His muscles tightened as he entered my throat, hips twitching in a futile attempt to drive himself deeper despite the restraints holding him fast.
He let out a quiet whine as I steadily increased my speed, fingertips tenderly caressing his balls as he became more frantic, writhing against his binds as he struggled to press further between my lips. But I simply maintained my pace, eyes locked on his, waiting until I felt the skin beneath my touch draw up, his muscles clenching warningly.
And it was then that I drew back, eliciting an inhuman groans of arousal and frustration, head jerking up to look at me with wide, desperate eyes. “No- fuck, please, Swan, I need-”
I leant over him to kiss him softly. “Don’t you worry, my sweet boy… I’m going to make you feel amazing. There’s just something I’d like to do first…”
He raised an eyebrow as best he could in his lust-filled haze, hips bucking weakly, instinctively, in a futile search for friction as I stood. His eyes didn’t leave mine as I shifted my panties down my thighs, growing amusingly wider as I positioned myself with a knee either side of his head.
“Is this okay?” I breathed, one hand tangling in his hair. He simply nodded, the motion desperate and hungry, and the groan that he let out as I settled my dripping pussy on his face made me whimper as it shot through my core.
My hands tightened in his hair, hips rutting lightly, lost in his desperate tongue buried inside me, lapping and gulping every drop he could find, eager sounds slipping between his parted lips. I could only gasp and mewl as I squirmed on his face, head falling back, my movements becoming irregular as pleasure threatened to overwhelm me. Having this man – an impressive, powerful soldier – entirely and willingly at my mercy was intoxicating, just as pleasurable as his ministrations between my thighs. His groans grew louder, sending electricity sparking in my tender nerves, and I moaned breathlessly, hips jerking.
“Yes- Fuck, Yoshitsune, just- just like that, God… Don’t stop, baby- gonna cum right here, right on this p-pretty face…” One hand moved to my breast, grasping desperately through the thin fabric as the other pinned his head to me, too lost in my pleasure to give much concern to his need for oxygen as I cried out, back arching to press myself closer needily, his tongue fucking me eagerly.
By the time I drew back, his face slick with my wetness, he was panting for breath, but grinning broadly, looking entirely blissful. “Oh… My God. That…” He groaned weakly, licking his lips, and I giggled, gently sitting back on his chest.
“Yeah,” I agreed, beaming, leaning down to kiss him softly and letting out a quiet moan at the taste of myself on his lips. He shivered contentedly, swallowing, eyes dancing with joy as I drew back to look at him. “Now… I’m going to untie you, and you’re going to fuck me like it’s your last night on earth.” My fingers wrapped lightly around his throat as I kissed him again, purring softly. “Make me squirt, soldier, then leave me dripping with your come.”
He groaned again, fingers curling uselessly in his restraints as he nodded eagerly. “Yes. God, yes, fuck, please- please…” he breathed, squirming helplessly beneath me.
“Be rough with me, Yoshitsune,” I murmured, reaching up to untie his wrists, giggling as his tongue skimmed my nipple through the thin lace when my breast brushed his cheek. “I want to be utterly destroyed; you wouldn’t leave me wanting, now would you?”
He shook his head, desperately wriggling as I moved to his feet, positioning myself across his lap, his hands moving to my offered ass to grind against me hungrily. “Never, my perfect, gorgeous, irresistible, fucking sexy Golden Swan – not ever, ever, ev-”
His words cut off as his feet were unbound and he shifted to his knees, metal fingers digging into my hips as he jerked me back on his length, earning a stuttered, euphoric moan. My own hands tangled in the sheets as he rutted against me punishingly, my pussy still fluttering around him in the wake of my orgasm even as another began to stir low in my abdomen, the power of his thrusts making my body jerk. “F-fuck, yes, oh God-” My words came as trembling gasps, barely audible over the sound of skin meeting skin and his length moving in my wetness. One arm snaked around my waist to pull me up against him, the other tearing away the silk that restrained my breasts with an almost feral snarl. The feel of skin-warmed metal gasping hungrily at my newly exposed flesh, his free hand shifting between my legs to stroke me eagerly and the unerring, rapturous destruction of him moving inside me had me mewling helplessly, utterly at the mercy of his expert ministrations.
“That’s it, sweetheart – fuck, this perfect pussy is so wet, I can feel you dripping all over my cock,” he grunted, his mouth dropping to my throat to leave searing bite marks against my skin. “You’re my good girl, aren’t you? Give me everything, Swan. Squirt for me.”
A few last, pulverising thrusts as the wetness built behind the pressure of his cock, and he pulled back, groaning in ecstasy as I wailed and shook, hands reaching back to grasp desperately at his hair as I soaked him – and the sheets – relentlessly. No sooner had my gushing eased than he was inside me once more, face buried in my throat as he panted heavily. “Swan- fuck, please, I-I need-”
I worked myself just as eagerly on his length as he fucked me without mercy, arching into the hand between my legs needily. “Come for me, Yoshitsune. Come inside me,” I whimpered, still clinging to him desperately. With a surrendering groan, he offered me a few last, bruising thrusts, his roar of pleasure making the soft skin of my neck tingle under its ferocity. The feeling of his cock pulsing inside me, hot seed filling me until it was dripping around his length, had me mewling right alongside him, crying out as my orgasm crested, leaving my weak body to tremble and all but collapse against him, only the arm around my waist and the length still buried inside me keeping me upright.
The next week or so continued in much the same way. I was insatiable, waking him in the middle of the night with a needy hand caressing his half-hard cock until I could throw my leg over his hips and find the release I craved. My knees bruised from the time I spent on them, fumbling frantically with his fly as I hunted my reward. Yoshitsune was surprised, but certainly didn’t complain – each time I surprised him, his eyes lit up in joy, and he was only too happy to aid me in whatever dynamic I fancied at the time.
But then I started to rise in the night for different reasons, padding carefully from the room in the darkness to kneel before the toilet as my stomach emptied violently. Less, during the day, but it was hard not to arouse suspicion with my frequent disappearances to vomit. My reflection grew more and more gaunt each time I rose from the bathroom floor, and I saw the pain and concern in his eyes every time he took me in, silently chewing on his lip each time he held me close, and my protruding bones dug into his body.
But I was eating without complaint, and so he gave me a small amount of leeway – likely hoping that it was just some form of illness, and it would pass. After all, I wasn’t often timing my bathroom visits directly after meals; there was no clear link between this and the depths of sickness of which I’d once been at the mercy.
The worry in his face made my heart ache, however, and I dutifully reached out to Stephen, seeking some form of explanation for my renewed inability to eat.
I stole through a portal in the soft light of dawn, terrified of waking him – if he hadn’t noticed the extent of my illness, I wanted to keep it from him for as long as possible, and I paused long enough to listen out for his steady snores upstairs before heading through the glowing ring.
“Lia,” Stephen murmured, wrapping me immediately in his arms, and I clung to him as I broke, violent sobs wracking my frame as he held me tight. “Hey, hey… It’s okay. We’re going to get to the bottom of this, I swear to you.”
I could only nod, fingers tangled in his shirt, breath hitching. “Something’s really wrong with me, Stephen,” I whispered, eyes squeezing closed as I finally vocalised my fear.
I’ve only just started my forever. I can’t- It can’t end yet. It can’t.
He smoothed my hair gently, drawing back to wipe a tear from my cheek with tender affection. “Then how about we find out what it is, and how I can help, hm?”
By the time I stumbled back through the portal, hands shaking, pricked like a pincushion and emotionally drained, the sun was firmly in the sky. My cell had begun to shriek ten minutes earlier, forcing me from my stupor and through another ring of sparks, tongue too thick and heavy with shock to answer the increasingly frequent calls from my partner.
He was pacing the living room when I reappeared, immediately bundling me in his arms and pressing frantic kisses to my hair. “You disappeared. You disappeared, and you have been acting strangely, and I thought- I feared…”
I winced, finally seeing the obvious connection he was likely to make – if not my own demons, then another, hellbent on seeking me out and manipulating my somewhat unstable nature. I shook my head hard, burying my face in his chest. “I’m okay,” I muttered eventually, drawing back to wipe a few more tears from my permanently-damp cheeks. “I’m okay. I… We… We need to talk.”
He swallowed, throat bobbing with fear, but he nodded once, fingers entwined with mine as he settled on the sofa. “I’m listening.”
I opened my mouth to attempt to find somewhere to begin, but with well-timed precision, my stomach roiled, and I was on my feet before I could offer any hurried explanation, the bathroom door shut and locked behind me before I skidded to my knees, the juice Stephen had all but forced into me reemerging in a gruesome manner.
“Lia? Li! Aurelia, sweetheart, please. Whatever it is, I-I’ll help you through it. I’m here, my gorgeous Swan. I just need you to let me in, okay? Open the door, baby. Please. I’m worried about you.”
I winced as I spat residue from my mouth, trembling and sweating with the effort, guilt panging in my chest. “I’m f-fine…”
“No, honey; you’re sick. I don’t know what’s going on, but I’m here for you. I’ll help you, just- please. Let me in. We’ll work through this, but I-”
He fell silent as I opened the door, still shivering, clammy and chilled. Wordlessly, he moved closer, lifting me easily to his chest and cradling me against him as he moved back to the sofa. My weak limbs unravelled into him as he held me tightly, the desperation evident in his grasp. “Yoshitsune, I…”
Nodding once, he kissed my hair gently. “I should have said something. I thought you were slipping, but I didn’t realise it was this bad; I hoped you wouldn’t need me. I was selfish, I-”
“Shut up, Silver,” I chuckled weakly, and he blinked in surprise. “I… I’m not sick.”
His eyebrow raised in disbelief, and he cocked his head toward the bathroom. “Li, I just-”
“I’ll rephrase,” I interrupted softly, shaking my head fondly. “I’ve been being sick, but I’m not ill. It’s not a flu, or my eating disorder, or anything like that.”
His brow furrowed, confusion deepening as he considered me worriedly. “Aurelia, why-”
Oh, my dear, sweet, silly boy.
“I went to see Stephen this morning because I’ve been throwing up for a couple weeks,” I began tentatively, earning another soft nod. “I wanted to know – think I needed to know what was going on. So we ran some tests, and he…”
I trailed off at the silver eyes locked on mine, full of worry and adoration, and smiled softly.
My dear, sweet, silly Boy.
“Yoshitsune… I’m pregnant.”
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