Handcuffs with Clyde
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Summary: Your night with Clyde ends with you handcuffed to the bed, begging for him to touch you. Warning: Bondage, Oral Fem!Receiving, Hand stuff, Unprotected P in V
This piece is day 5 of Kinktober 2025, where I post a one-shot/blurb/drabble based on a list of prompts every day. Todays kinky prompt: Handcuffs WC: 939 Words
"You should let me put those handcuffs on you."
It had been a joke initially, just the two of you fucking around while high, giggling.
Yet, somehow, you'd ended up shackled to the exposed metal pipes that ran along the wall next to Clyde's bed, breathing heavily while watching him lounge on the other end of the mattress, smoking a joint.
You were completely nude, writhing with want while he watched with a lazy smile, listening to your little whines and whimpers while the smoke curled into his lungs.
One of his hands crept up the inside of your thigh, slow and teasing.
"What's wrong, doll?" He pouted condescendingly "makin' all those pretty sounds for me."
"Quit teasing." You huffed, hips chasing his fingers desperately "Need you."
The pout fell into something softer.
You knew just how to get him going. There was nothing Clyde wanted more than to take care of you. To be needed by you.
"You need me, huh?" He raised a brow, trying not to let on just how badly those two words had affected him, but you heard his breathing shift.
"Mhmm." You hummed, sinking your teeth into your bottom lip while nodding.
Clyde licked his lips and set the joint down in the ashtray, eyes raking over your body hungrily.
"What do you need from me, baby?" He asking lowly, dragging his fingers up your leg "Need me to touch you?"
You nodded eagerly.
"Yeah?"
"Please." it came out sounding pitiful. Raw and desperate.
Finally, his fingers found the aching spot between your legs, running along your slit gently. Far too gently.
"Soaked for me," He groaned, resting his forehead on your thigh "God, you're so fucking hot, all tied up like this."
The pad of his thumb brushed up against your clit, drawing a hiss and the buck or your hips.
He looked up at you with hooded eyes and a smirk tugging at his lips.
"Could do anything to you."
"I'd let you" Your eyes were full of conviction, dark with lust.
"Yeah?" There was a slight creak to his voice, as if he couldn't quite fathom the idea of you trusting him enough to render yourself so vulnerable.
"mhmm"
He didn't waste another second and buried his face in between your thighs.
You gasped, hands straining against the cuffs, itching to weave their way into his hair.
The tip of his tongue flicked over your clit and you ground your hips against him as well as you could.
He moaned into your cunt and you felt the vibration of it run all the way up your spine.
God, he was good with that tongue of his, even when he was being lazy with it.
By the time he started working a finger inside you, your legs were shaking and you were close to the edge.
It only took a few thrusts to pitch you over.
A low moan tore it's way out of your throat as you came undone on his fingers, sweet in his ears like honey.
"So pretty fallin' apart for me." He muttered, still so close to you that you could feel his lips moving. "Think you're ready for me sweet thing?"
All you could do was nod, already panting and desperate for another orgasm.
Clyde wasted no time crawling up your body so he could press a searing kiss to your lips and line himself up with your entrance, pressing into you with a soft whine against your mouth.
If your hands weren't restrained, you'd be clinging to him, but you settled for burying your face in the crook of his neck, nipping at the skin in between mewls and cries as his hips rocked into yours rhythmically.
"Fuck, you feel so good."
"Faster." You begged, wrapping your legs around him, angling your hips so he'd sink just a little bit deeper. "Please, please, baby"
His pace picked up, but only slightly. Just enough to make your skin tingle and leave you wanting for more.
You huffed softly into his troat, sinking your teeth into the side of it.
You could feel the chuckle deep in his chest with the way it was pressed against yours.
"Something wrong, doll?" You could hear the smirk in his voice.
"You're teasing." You tightened the grip your legs had on him.
"Oh, you poor thing." He cooed. "am I not fucking you hard enough?"
"Clyyyyde" You groaned, breath hitching with every lazy thrust.
"So bossy." He teased before giving you what you wanted, snapping his hips forward twice as hard.
You cried out, arching into him.
"That better?" He fucked you into the mattress at a bruising pace, hitting your cervix with every thrust "You gonna cum for me?"
All you could manage was breathy babbling and little pleas.
"There you go." He grunted "Can feel you fluttering around me."
"C'mon, Baby. Let go, I've got you."
You came with a sharp cry and a hard tug on the handcuffs, straining your tired arms in a way that would be painful if you could focus on anything but the earth shattering orgasm that had your walls clamping down around his glistening cock.
Clyde didn't stand a chance. The second you started cumming, he was spilling inside you. He allowed himself a few more sloppy thrusts before slowing to a stop, panting in your ear.
He blindly pawed at the sheets until his fingers closed around the handcuff keys so he could free you.
His fingers massaged the red lined on your wrists, bringing them to his lips so he could pepper kisses all over them gently.
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