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Carefully Throné tied the blindfold over Agnea's eyes, a piece of silk cloth that matched the ribbons binding Agnea's wrists to the posts of the bed. Throné let out a low chuckle as her fingertips glided across the soft fabric; only the finest for her darling star, after all.
"It's so dark," Agnea said as she gave the restraints around her wrists a gentle tug, and they held true. "You're still here, right, Throné?"
"Yes, I am." Throné pressed her hand to Agnea's cheek, and Agnea leaned into that touch. "Are you certain about this?"
Agnea nodded, a bright smile on her lips. "I trust you. I always do."
Again Throné chuckled, and she double-checked both the restraints around Agnea's wrists and the blindfold to ensure they weren't too tight nor too loose. The two of them had been a couple for nearly a year now, since Throné had become Agnea's bodyguard. They traveled from town to town, Agnea dancing upon countless stages, and had been intimate more times than Throné could count, but this was their first time doing something like this.
Both of them nude, Throné brushed her thigh against Agnea's, and Agnea let out a soft gasp. Throné let her gaze linger over the alluring sight of Agnea bound and nude, and at her mercy; well, this was certainly one way to get Agnea to settle down, she thought to herself. Procuring those silk ribbons had been a worthwhile endeavor indeed. With those thoughts, Throné ran a hand over Agnea's thigh and murmured, "You were as beautiful as ever, dancing upon that stage, but you must be tired now, so let me take care of you…"
Agnea squirmed, her cheeks flushing a deep crimson. "T-Throné, you're gonna make me even more excited, talkin' like that…"
Throné pressed her lips to Agnea's for a gentle kiss. She still couldn't say she cared much for crowds, but neither could she deny the sneer energy of the crowds that flocked to watch Agnea dance. Today's crowd in Timberain had been especially energetic, but while everyone knew Agnea's name, few knew of her shadowy bodyguard, and Throné preferred to keep it that way. For Agnea's sake, she was glad to have found a new use for her skills.
"You're so very lovely," Throné whispered against Agnea's lips as she cupped Agnea's face. "The whole world knows your name, but only I can see this side of you." A smirk tugged at her lips as she drew her fingers along the line of Agnea's jaw. "The brightest star in all of Solistia, completely at my mercy…"
As if to speak, Agnea opened her mouth, but only let out a sweet moan as Throné pressed her thigh between hers. Agnea's hands pulled against the silk bindings, and Throné took those hands into hers, letting their fingers lace, and kissed her again. This time Agnea's tongue prodded at Throné's lips, and thus Throné parted her lips to welcome Agnea's eager tongue. She ran her hands down Agnea's arms with a teasing caress, and delighted in how Agnea's body shivered against hers. In the shadows of the night, Agnea bared all of herself only to Throné.
Throné's fingers soon came to Agnea's neck, running along the length, slowly and carefully, and Agnea let out a faint giggle at that ticklish touch. Encouraged, she let her fingers curl around Agnea's slender throat, and felt a racing pulse against her palm. Agnea's smile grew brighter, and Throné pressed her lips to the hollow of Agnea's throat; such a lovely throat, she thought idly to herself, never marred by any poisoned collar. But she was free now too, free to wear whatever beautiful necklace she wished or none at all. She brushed her teeth against the column of Agnea's throat, and Agnea's breath hitched.
"P-Please, Throné…" Agnea pleaded, casting her covered gaze in Throné's direction. Her throat in Throné's hand was warm, and her pulse quickened.
With a smirk, Throné raised Agnea's chin with her thumb, taking in more of that alluring slight of Agnea's exposed throat, and she bit the juncture of Agnea's neck and shoulder, just hard enough to leave a mark that would only last until morning, and Agnea giggled again as Throné kissed where she had bit. She then left a trail of kisses along Agnea's throat as she ran her hands down Agnea's front, soon cupping her ample breasts.
Agnea gasped, an adorable blush spreading across her cheeks. Her breasts were especially sensitive, Throné had discovered, and she always loved the way Agnea's body squirmed when she fondled those cute breasts of hers. Agnea pulled harder on the bindings around her wrists, trying to reach for Throné but unable to do so, and in return Throné gave her breasts a firm squeeze, feeling how her fingers dug into that soft flesh.
"Now, now, none of that," Throné teased, her lips brushing against Agnea's collarbone. "You've done enough today, so it's my turn to make you feel good." She felt how hard Agnea's nipples were against her palms, but only gave them a light caress for now.
Agnea let out a low moan of impatience, and Throné couldn't help but chuckle silently to herself. Throné loved how forward and eager Agnea could be, but tonight she planned to take her time exploring Agnea's body, to make Agnea feel truly loved. That Agnea trusted her enough to submit to her mercy like this was more than she had ever dared hope for.
She planted a kiss on the swell of Agnea's breast while tracing circles around a pert nipple with a light and teasing touch, and more sweet moans fell from Agnea's bright lips. "What cute breasts you have," she murmured into Agnea's skin, her lips catching a faint taste of salt. "And with you bound like this, I can play with them to my heart's content." She pinched both of Agnea's nipples, eliciting a sharp gasp from Agnea.
"T-Throné…" Agnea said breathlessly, struggling against the silk restraints. "I… I…" She tried to say more, but those words died on her tongue as Throné rubbed her thumbs over her nipples.
"Hm?" Throné leaned in closer, letting her lips tease Agnea's ear. She gave Agnea's nipples another tweak, and felt the gentle bounce of those soft breasts in her hands. "I didn't quite catch that, my dear," she said, and Agnea's body writhed against hers.
"Mm…!" Agnea moaned, pressing herself more into Throné's touch. The blindfold was dark against her skin, with a violet sheen much like Throné's dark magic. "More… I want more…!"
"Of course," Throné said with a smirk, again drawing her lips closer to Agnea's chest. She kissed Agnea's cleavage as she continued to fondle Agnea's breasts, pressing her fingers more into that tender flesh. "For you, my lovely star, anything…"
"I love you, Throné," Agnea said quickly between breathless moans.
Throné froze for a moment, and then could only smile. Agnea was freely affectionate, speaking such words without hesitation, and still Throné often wondered how one as bright as Agnea could love someone like her, born of darkness with bloodied hands. But she was free now, she reminded herself again, free to love who she wanted and walk toward her own future. Just as Agnea was Sealticge's chosen, Throné was Aeber's chosen, stealing back the dawn from the darkness. Her lips found Agnea's again, a deep, draw-out kiss to savor the warmth of those lips.
As her hands trailed down Agnea's body, Throné broke the kiss to gaze upon her, bound and blindfolded, and again was struck by how much Agnea trusted her. She had stolen and killed more than she could count, and even now her freedom smelt slightly of blood. She had never dared hope for such an intimate touch. Her hands traced the curve of Agnea's hips and gently cupped that soft rear, and a flushed smile crossed Agnea's lips. Throné too smiled, even if Agnea couldn't see it; maybe another time, she could submit to Agnea's mercy.
"Where are you, Throné?" Agnea asked in a teasing voice. "Come closer, please."
"I'm right here," Throné whispered, brushing her lips over Agnea's throat. She drew one hand up Agnea's body, again cupping a soft breast, and she brought her lips to Agnea's other breast, pressing her tongue to the stiff nipple. Her other hand glided across Agnea's thigh, feeling the toned muscles beneath the skin. Agnea trembled in anticipation, spreading her legs for Throné's hand.
With each movement that Throné made, the sweeter the sounds of pleasure that fell from Agnea's lips, and not for the first time was Throné thankful that Agnea's fame allowed them especially private inn rooms. Another smirk tugged at Throné's lips; but she did enjoy seeing Agnea so flustered.
Her fingers knew the shape and feel of Agnea's folds quite intimately, and thus also knew exactly where to touch to make Agnea unravel. Agnea was already wet around Throné's fingers, and slowly Throné slid a finger into her, teasing her clit as she did so. Her body quivered against Throné's, and Throné closed her lips around a nipple while her free hand toyed with the other. This close to Agnea, Throné could easily hear how her heart hammered.
Agnea's chest heaved against Throné, her breathing rough and ragged. Yet her smile was true as she stared down in Throné's direction, the candlelight casting a faint shine on the silk blindfold. Throné gave Agnea's nipple a gentle suck while pinching the other, and Agnea's body writhed and squirmed against the bindings around her wrists, and she gasped as Throné slipped another finger into her. Briefly Throné imagined how it felt, experiencing such intense sensations while embraced by the dark, every movement and touch of Throné's lips and fingers sending yet another jolt through Agnea's body, and bound like this, Agnea could do nothing but give all of herself to Throné.
Once, Throné could never have imagined that another would trust her so much.
Throné teased Agnea's clit as her fingers fell into a steady rhythm, trying to draw out that pleasure and wanting to savor the feel of Agnea's warmth. Agnea's body quaked, her feet trying to find purchase on the bed sheets as she moaned Throné's name over and over. Throné peppered Agnea's breasts with kisses and toward her collarbone, and soon enough Throné's lips were on hers for another deep kiss. Throné's other hand still fondled Agnea's breast, and as she gave Agnea's aching nipple another firm pinch, Agnea reached her climax, and Throné could feel how that pleasure shuddered throughout her slender frame. An afterglow lingered over Agnea as her body calmed, and she had never appeared so radiant than in this moment.
A moment of a heartbeat passed, and Throné pulled herself out of her stupor long enough to reach for the restraints around Agnea's wrists. She undid the knots carefully, savoring the feel of the exquisite fabric against Agnea's skin, and once Agnea's wrists were unbound, she slid her hands behind Agnea's head to untie the blindfold, and the strands of Agnea's hair were soft against her fingers. Gently she took the blindfold from Agnea's gaze, and once freed, Agnea's eyes went wide upon seeing Throné again, and she threw her arms around Throné and pulled her closer for a kiss.
How long they kissed, Throné didn't know. The candlelight had died away to nearly nothing, leaving their inn room illuminated only by the moonlight. They lay together on the bed in silence, and still Agnea's arms were tight around Throné. With a light touch, Throné tucked a strand of hair behind Agnea's ear, and found herself smiling again.
"That was fun," Agnea said, her soft voice breaking the silence.
"How are your wrists? Do you feel any soreness?"
Agnea shook her head. "No, I don't feel sore or anything like that." She raised a hand, staring at her wrist. "That fabric you got was really soft."
Throné curled her fingers around Agnea's wrist. "Only the best for you," she said as she planted a kiss on the inside of Agnea's wrist.
A quiet giggle fell from Agnea's lips. "I thought I might get scared, being in the dark like that, but every time you touched me, it was like finding you all over again." She laughed again, a bit more awkwardly. "Does that make any sense?"
"I believe I understand." Throné cupped Agnea's cheek, and traced Agnea's lips with her thumb. "As if because you couldn't see me, you were more aware of my touch, right?"
"Yes, like that!" Agnea exclaimed. "And even if I couldn't touch you, the way you were touching me simply felt amazing, and you were so warm too…" Her smile grew brighter. "I really do feel so much stronger with you at night."
"Maybe next time I'll let myself be at your mercy," Throné murmured into Agnea's ear.
Agnea's eyes went wide. "Really? You'd trust me that much?"
"Of course." Throné drew her fingers down the side of Agnea's neck, feeling the warmth of that soft skin against her fingertips. "More than anything."
A mischievous grin spread across Agnea's face as her gaze fell upon Throné's breasts, and Throné's body grew warm in anticipation. "Well, if it's what you truly want, I can promise you that I'm certainly going to have a lot of fun…"
Throné could only laugh in response, and as Agnea cupped her breasts, a promise of excitement to come, she slipped her arms around Agnea's neck and came closer for another kiss.