#Actually it's Mr. Luche Lazarus and Mrs. Ada Lazarus

[thecandywrites]

Kinktober Day 7- Edging

Yeah. Gonna cheat by pulling another couple from another story. This time the FFXV Modern AU- Magic and Miracles featuring Luche Lazarus and his wonderful spitfire of a wife- Ada.

Kinktober 2022

Day 7 Edging

Beads of sweat formed and fell from your form as you moaned and whined rather pitifully from around the gag tied around your mouth. But there was little you could do except either give him a thumbs up that you were ok because your hands were tied behind your back and he currently had you bent over a stack of pillows in the bed and was playing with a myriad of toys on you in between stuffing you full of his own cock too, which he currently had in a cock ring himself. Or you could flip him off when he noticed you were just on the edge of climax and he turned the damn things off to keep you from coming. But oh, you were going to make him pay for this because you knew how to return friendly fire and give as good as you got. 

Honestly you didn’t know if this was heaven or hell or a mixture of both. 

But you were currently restrained and couldn’t move, not that you would- had you not been. Because honestly? This was some of the best sex you had had with your partner in a while. And it definitely beat out the lazy sex before bed just so you could wake up early and get the kids to school- by a long shot. 

The kids were off at the grandparents for the weekend. And you and your husband Luche decided to spice things up a bit, your 10 year anniversary was still a few months away. And while you did have a Disney Cruise planned for your whole family, it seems he was wanting to celebrate it a bit early and a bit differently than the way you had been celebrating in the past.

You spent the day at the best spa in town. Getting everything you wanted from head to toe. The perfect cut and color and style for your hair. The lash extensions. The facial. The massage. The manicure and pedicure. Your makeup professionally done. You bought secret lingerie to wear under your dress. You got an undergarment slimmer to hide your mom belly you had gained carrying and birthing three kids. You bought this sexy as sin dress in the best shade of royal blue that complimented your complexion to wear and new “fuck me” heels and this new perfume that made you feel like you smelled like a goddess and made you feel as amazing as you looked at everyone in that spa complimented how hot and sexy of a MILF you were. And at least your husband saw the dress so he knew exactly what shade of suit to dress in so that you looked like a proper pair.

You met him at the very upscale bar that was close to the hospital he worked at as a minor CEO. You pretended not to know each other and he tried some cheesy pick up line he most likely had gotten from Google no doubt. But he tried. And you appreciated the effort.

And Luche looked great. He had always looked handsome but today? Oh he had turned the charm on and up to 11.  He too had gotten a new suit, shirt and tie for this, perfect shade to match your dress perfectly. And he had packed quite the goody bag for the both of you to enjoy this weekend. He bought and was wearing new cologne that made him smell amazing. He just got a hair cut and a custom shave from his barber. He looked like a million bucks. 

And according to him- so did you. 

Granted the fact that you had been wearing half that amount in the jewelry set probably helped, but he assured you that had you not been wearing anything, you'd still be the most beautiful woman in the world to him.

It was the most planned “spontaneous” thing you two had done since you gave birth to your last daughter Emma. Who was now..almost 3. And now you were trying for baby number 4. But the whole point of getting pregnant was so that you could climax and so could he. But he apparently wanted to have much more fun “before the finale”. And considering just how "stocked" this bag of tricks was, he was keen to try to use as much as possible and was particularly giddy to try- with your consent and permission of course, which is how you found in your current position.

Which is why after he took you out to the most amazing restaurant, he took you to this hotel, specifically to this suite. Had your bags, that he had spent all morning packing himself so that you would have everything you wanted and needed. 

‘Let’s try it,’ Luche said. ‘It’ll be fun’, he promised. ‘It’s the best’ he had assured you when he suggested the two of you try edging.  

Fun? In the beginning. Yes. 

The best? That was currently up for debate. 

But you did have a safety signal in place for when he could push you too far. And while you desperately wanted to cum. You also desperately didn’t want to lose this battle of wills either. 

Because you wanted him to remember something.

That the best part about sleeping with a redhed- is that you don’t sleep at all.

And you didn’t care if it was 2 in the morning. Hell you’d stay up till the sun came up. And tomorrow night was your turn to edge him. And right now, you were mentally keeping a tally of how many times he had denied you your orgasm and you were be going tit for tat with him- plus one or two. Depending on how much longer and further he took this. 

After the first round, you learned that if you just kept your voice down and did your best not to make any noise at all, that maybe you’d get a quick orgasm in- without him noticing. But Luche wasn’t having that at all. He wanted to hear it all. Even with the gag in your mouth. 

But the key was the gag itself. It came with a quick release. All you needed to do- to end this- was use your tongue to turn the ball that was in the gag that came with a button that you could push in with your tongue and the ball would fall out of the gag and you could tell him to stop. 

But perhaps that was the most tortuous part of all. Because you didn’t want him to stop. He had just stuffed something of a vibrating anal plug into you and an even bigger vibrator into your pussy and had a wand at your clit you were beyond exquisitely stuffed and your petite but powerful legs kicked at the bed and you let out a shrill pleasured cry because finally, please, after 3 hours. You wanted it. This was it. If you were going to cum, you wanted to cum on this as you used both hands tied behind your back to give him the thumbs up that this felt amazing and you were still cool with this and wanted this and before he could turn them off, you finally, finally came. 

That glorious, wonderful cascade of pleasure and he at least had the decency to let you finish before he pulled the vibrator out and replaced it with his own cock and finally came into you too so that such precious seed would hopefully take root.

But by this point, you were beyond exhausted. Pleasured, sated, but exhausted as the time of night finally caught up with you. And by the time he got the ball gag off of you and untied you and pulled that anal plug back out of you. You just laid there. Rather limply as he cleaned up both himself and you. But you were content to lay there. Eyes closed, catching your breath, ass still up in the air, supported by pillows while your arms simply were happy to lay next to you, your own semi closed hands on either side of your butt just up in the air. 

“Babe? You ok? Did I go too far?” Luche asked worriedly when he got out of the bathroom to see you had not moved once he took everything off and put it away. 

“I’m so tired. Like. This was fun. But. It feels like I haven’t slept in 36 hours and my body is jelly and my brain is fried.” You answered honestly as you were even starting just drool where your head laid. 

“Oh. Sorry. I guess we got a little carried away. Well good thing is- it’s a holiday weekend. And you have the next three days to catch up on all the sleep you want.” He tried to reassure you as he gently moved you to lay on your side while he rearranged the mountain of pillows and even carefully lifted your head to lay your head on a pillow before he put another where he would be sleeping before he turned the lights off, got into bed and gathered you into his arms. 

“Are you sure you’re ok? Are you sure I didn’t go too far?” Luche asked again as he tenderly kissed the crown of your head. 

“I don’t know. I’m too tired Babe. Ask me after I’ve slept for, 8, 10, 12, fuck it, 14 hours.” You mumbled as you could feel sleep drag you down. 

“Ah, I kept you up too late. Sorry, I got a little carried away.” Luche apologized again. 

“It’s ok. You owe me though.” You insisted as you buried your face into his chest. 

“Owe you what?” Luche asked.

“8 orgasms.” You answered which got him to laugh. 

“Ok. I’ll get right on that, after you’ve slept and sufficiently refreshed yourself and refueled. And I’m sure you’ll make me pay for every one of those when it’s my turn right?” Luche guessed with a fond smile. 

“Oh hell yeah.” You answered. 

“Ok. Goodnight Ada, I love you.” He cooed. 

“Love you too Lu, good night.” You murmured before you fell asleep within his embrace.