Take The Reins
Day 2: Shibari - Sub!Bodhi/M!reader
Summary: Bodhi has been really stressed, so many responsibilities weighing him down; he just needs someone else to take control.
Warnings: Bondage, Ropes, Mdni, Blindfold, established relationship, Onyx Storm spoilers, Swearing, Mxm, Male!reader, traffic light system, slight hair pulling, oral, deep throating, mentions of gag, implied oral fixation, praise, two uses of Y/n, cum play? At the very end though.
Dividers by @tsunami-of-tears
Word Count: 2k
His breathing was slow, and measured. With every rise of his chest, the black ropes dug into his skin just a little, not enough to hurt, but enough that he couldn't forget they were there.
He sat kneeling on the carpet of his old room in Aretia. His eyes covered in silken cloth, a matching set to the ropes. His hands were behind his back, and his shins were strapped firmly to his thighs. The gag that came with the blindfold and ropes laid on the bedside table.
'But such pretty sounds come out of that perfect mouth. Why would I want to muffle those?'
He could still hear an echo of your deep sardonic voice, and it sent shivers down his spine. He knew that it's placement was strategic; not in use, but within reach in case he decided to use that 'perfect mouth' for smart ass remarks. A Bodhi special.
His cock lay aching between his spread thighs. You hadn't even begun teasing him and he was already desperate.
It had been a long and stressful week. With all his new responsibilities as a Wingleader, and now both Xaden and Garrick have left on the mission to find the Irids. Dain went as well, which normally Bodhi wouldn't care about, but he left his whole wing behind and Dain's second in command was currently in the infirmary. Somehow Bodhi had been the lucky one unofficially selected to pick up the slack. He still has to do his own studies, and has been working day in and day out to find a cure for his cousin. Oh, and on top of all that, they're still fighting a fucking war!
Over all, a shit week. Once he'd dragged himself back to his room and saw you standing there, he practically collapsed onto you. Arms wrapped above your waist while he nuzzled his face into your chest.
"My heart, what's wrong?"
The icing on the cake of all the continuous bullshit was that he hadn't gotten to see or talk to you the entire time. You may have been a third year like him, but you weren't in his Wing.
"I don't wanna be in control right now. I don't wanna have to think at all"
The only upside to all of this, was that with Xaden and Garrick gone, he didn't have to smuggle you into his room. You could just stroll in whenever you both had time.
He hadn't told anyone about you, not because he thought they'd freak out about him being bi, no, he feels he's left sufficient hints over the years. Bodhi kept your relationship private because Xaden is particularly picky with who he trusts (for good reason) and he doesn't think that his cousin would approve. Not without getting to know you. Or at least Xaden's version of that.
While Bodhi feels horrible thinking it, Xaden being venin has taken his attention elsewhere, which has made it possible to hide the relationship, and indulge in it too. Bodhi doesn't think it would have been under wraps for long if not for that fact. As much as his cousin would deny it, Xaden is a nosy busy body, who has a whole itinerary of secrets, but flips out when someone keeps a secret from him.
You had wrapped your arms around him, stroking his hair in a soothing motion.
"Alright, I can do that for you"
What followed is a bit hazy in Bodhi's mind. He wasn't paying attention to what you were doing, but he could vaguely feel his clothes being slipped off. When he saw you bring out the ropes, he let out a sigh of relief, knowing exactly what you were about to do.
You had only used them once before. Bodhi remembers the day you had told him about it. You were blushing profusely, and could barely get the words out. He had chuckled saying he'd be happy to learn how to do Shibari for you, but then you became even more embarrassed while trying to articulate that you wanted to tie him up.
It was safe to say he was surprised. On the mat or in the field, you were an exceptional cadet, but in bed? You were a submissive little thing, always ready to do exactly as Bodhi asked.
He had gotten the whole set as a present for your six month anniversary. The first and so far only time you'd used it was like no other. Bodhi had never felt so helpless, yet so safe in his life.
It took time to get the ropes on him, but he didn't mind. Your meticulous movements were calming. He enjoyed the motions, letting you move him around as needed. Smooth black ropes crossed over his torso and looped around his shins and thighs, tying them together. Once done, you had settled him on a pillow in front of the bed.
You stood before him now, hand playing with his hair lovingly. You cradled his face, tilting it upwards so that it was level with your pulsing dick.
"Open."
Bodhi obliged immediately, his body almost vibrating with anticipation. You hovered just outside his mouth, and when he poked his tongue out to taste, you pulled back, telling him to be patient.
You rested the head on his bottom lip, inhaling sharply as Bodhi's breathe ran over it.
"Colour?"
"Green," Bodhi whispers, barely restraining himself from leaning forward.
You tangle your fingers in his hair, and he relaxes his throat as you push in. Everything. All at once. Bodhi struggles to adjust to the intrusion as you hold it there, fully sheathed in his throat. You run a finger down his neck over where Bodhi is sure you can see it's been stretched to accommodate your girth.
You take mercy on him, pulling back a little so that he can breathe. His chest rises rapidly now, and it makes the ropes rub against his nipples. It isn't a coarse rope, so it doesn't hurt, but it makes him squirm and his cock twitch.
You wait until he's caught his breath before thrusting back in, however this time, you drag him up and down your length. Bodhi's eyes roll to the back of his head. He loved giving oral, to men and women. He didn't quite know what about it was so addicting to him, but he knew he didn't care, as long as his partner enjoyed it.
Muffled sounds slipped out from around your dick, saliva dripping down onto Bodhi's chin only to be wiped away by you. He could hear how you put the spit covered fingers in your mouth, exaggerating your movements for his benefit. Precum drips from the head of his cock onto the pillow, forming a puddle. He tried bucking his hips, but found that it was impossible with his restrictions. Bodhi lets out a stuttered whine, so your thrusts relentless.
"So good. You're being so good for me." The words are breathy, and saturated with restraint. You weren't used to being the dominant one, to holding out, making the other person cum first. You were struggling to draw this out.
It made him smile. He swirled his tongue around you in a way he knows you love. You let out a moan that pitched into a whine, your grip on his hair tightening. To your credit, you didn't immediately explode down his throat like he expected you to. No, instead, you pulled out lightning fast.
Bodhi could tell you hadn't cum by the frustrated groan you let out. He couldn't help but chuckle to himself while you desperately tried to calm your sharp, panting breaths. Once you had, you walked back over to him, ripping off the blindfold. The room was dim, so it didn't take long for his eyes to adjust.
Grabbing his hair, you tugged his head back to look at you. Bodhi couldn't help but let his eyes rove over you, your skin covered in the thinnest sheen of sweat. Absolutely gorgeous.
"Stop it," you command firmly, the words hissed through your teeth, but both of you could hear the small shake in your voice. "I'm the dominant one tonight. You asked for this."
"I did, but you seem to be struggling a bit to... restrain yourself." Bodhi flexed his muscles, emphasising the very obvious pun referring to his position.
Your eyes narrow. "Smart ass. Don't make me use the gag"
"Of course not, we wouldn't want tha- ahh!" Bodhi's response is cut short when you lift him off the ground and onto the bed like he weighs nothing. Sometimes it was easy to forget how strong you were despite being almost Garrick's size because of the way you held yourself. You tended to contort your body in whatever way took up the least space. It was a bad habit you'd gained from years of shit family and friends beating you down. You two were working on getting your confidence up, but, baby steps.
Despite no longer bearing a blindfold, Bodhi still couldn't see what you were doing in the dark room. After some time, he felt the bed dip with your weight, could feel your legs settle on either side of him.
It shocked him when he felt a cold substance drip onto his shaft. Lube, he realised. You were going to ride him.
You'd never done that before. Not only was Bodhi the first man you'd ever been with, but also the first relationship you'd had reaching this level of intimacy. Bodhi had offered once, but you'd said you weren't ready.
"Y/n, you don't have to—"
"I know. I want to."
"Colour?" you ask.
"Green," he replies with the cheekiest smile known to both dragon and man.
You applied lube to your own fingers and started prepping yourself. With both hands on his chest, you slowly sunk down on him.
"Fuck! So full"
Bodhi couldn't take his eyes off you. The position wasn't particularly comfortable for him, hands behind his back and calves tied to his thighs, but the view was ten outta ten.
Your eyes met Bodhi's, and they softened. "You know, you might just make me religious again," you start, "because there is no way you were made without some kind of deity putting in a lifetime's worth of effort to create you. I swear to the gods, I have never seen someone so beautiful."
Bodhi can't help but feel the love he has for you over flow within him.
"Please kiss me."
You smile and accept, leaning down to meet his lips. At the same moment, you start moving. Fuck, it feels better than he thought it would, and Bodhi was already prepared to get his shit rocked.
You both moaned into each other's mouths, unable to pull away. You're trying your very best to keep it in, to wait until Bodhi cums first. Your brow furrows in concentration, but eventually you have to resort to keeping a firm grip on the base of your cock.
"Bodhi, Bodhi I— I can't. I'm so close."
"I know, me too"
You hold on for dear life, waiting for him to spill into you. You have a death grip on both your dick and the bed sheet beside his head.
"Please Bodhi, please!"
He doesn't hold back, loud, lewd moans falling from his lips and echoing in the room. You quickly release yourself, cumming on Bodhi's abs, another one of his unexplained kinks.
You bend down, almost folding your spine in half to lick a long stripe up from his stomach to his chest.
"Fuck, Y/n, don't do that; you'll make me hard again"
You laugh, and clean him up with a towel placed for this exact purpose in the bedside table drawer. Once clean, you try to get off, but Bodhi stops you right before you do. You look at him in question, hoping you didn't forget anything.
"Thank you," he says, "it means more to me than you'll ever know." His eyes shine with love.
"I think I have a pretty good idea"
You both settle in bed, falling into a deep sleep. Things would still be tough tomorrow, but at least you'd have each other.
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