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“Someone is eager.” Aiden teased, assisting his girlfriend, sliding the jeans down his legs. Once Aiden was clad in nothing, but a pair of boxers. Even though Clarke certainly enjoyed touching him, Aiden decided it was time to restrain her, to put those handcuffs to good use. Now, Aiden truly enjoyed anything they did in the bedroom, but he was clearly more partial to bondage than anything else. Tilting his head slightly at the blonde, Aiden grabbed the pair of handcuffs, dangling it first. Next, Aiden slapped one of the handcuffs onto her wrists. It was tight, but not too tight. Still, Clarke was not escaping on her own terms.

The chain was wrapped around the headboard of the bed, the last cuff locked around her other wrist. Now, her hands were restrained to the headboard, a grin on his face. “Let me see you struggle, Princess. Let’s see if I still have it.” Aiden whispered, always remembering how well he bound Clarke in the past. After saying this, the male kissed down Clarke’s chest, starting with wrapping his lips around her left nipple, sliding one hand down to begin the process of ridding Clarke’s pants as well. “I love you so much.” Aiden whispered these words against her flesh, now switching it up, focusing his lips onto her other breast, wanting to get her nipples hard before continuing.
 
Clarke was left secured to the bed and there was little, if anything at all, that she could do about it. Aiden knew just how to tie her right and she would be at his wicked whims. The blonde whimpered as her lover hovered over her, grabbing at her pants and prying them from her skin. He asked her to struggle and so she did - both against the cuffs that bound her (not too) tightly and the way he tried to pull her clothes off. Her legs pulled in towards her own body but she was weaker than he was - would always be weaker than he was. If he really wanted to get something out of her then he was going to, whether she put up a (fake or real) fight or not.

"I love you- ah!" She had been about to say the too when she was cut off by her own gasp, a result of the pleasant sensation of Aiden's warm, wet mouth around her nipple. It was hard not to be moaning already - Clarke was forever weak to Aiden's touch. By now he was an expert of her body and how to get a reaction out of it, and not even time apart had changed that. Given that her legs were free, because sometimes they weren't, once her pants had been pulled off she made the quick decision to appeal to another of Aiden's interests and her knee pulled in towards her chest until her toes pressed against his lower abdomen. Then, slowly, she trailed her foot down towards his boxers (and hence his cock).
 
It seemed like Aiden was not the only person here that remembered everything about his lover’s desires. Aiden watched her foot run down his abdomen, feeling it press into his clothed cock. This made a quiet moan escape his lips, head tilting back in pure pleasure at the touch. It sent a pulse of electricity down his spine at the touch, rubbing his girth against her toes, grinding against her foot and her sole, everywhere that he could. This did not last too long, though. Aiden was eager to finally be inside Clarke, so he intended to do that, exactly. Before making another move, he pulled back just a bit, now bringing both of her feet onto his crotch, letting her feet massage him while he grabbed one final item. It was a smaller, pink ball gag. He preferred the smaller ball gags since he was not a fan of drooling – it was the first time they ever had the chance to use a ball gag.

“Damn… I’ve wanted to use this on you for such a long time.” He recalled talking about it with Clarke before, that he always wanted to try the gag out on his girlfriend. Deciding to offer her another kiss, Aiden pressed their lips together, holding it for a good ten, fifteen seconds. Once he pulled back, the ball was held to her lips, waiting for her to comply by opening her mouth. Once she did, the gag was placed in between her teeth, allowing her lips to hug the pink gag, tightening the strap around the back of her head. “Go ahead, test out the gag, too. You know I want to hear you with it in your mouth after all this time.” He whispered, keeping her feet against his boxers.
 
Aiden pulled the gag out and Clarke greeted it with eagerness. That last kiss before he gagged her was intense, moreso because she knew exactly what was coming. She didn't need to be coaxed in to complying and the blonde opened her mouth wide so that Aiden could slip the ball between her lips. The had never had a chance to use something like this on the Ark (sex toys and accessories weren't exactly something that was made up there) and so the sensation was new. She tested how it felt between her lips, let her tongue trace along the side that was in her mouth.

She should have known that his first request after she was gagged was to hear her. Clarke wanted to tease him in return, say that if he wanted to hear what it sounded like then he was going to have to give her something worth moaning over - a playful goad, but a goad nonetheless. In bed Clarke was the playful type, and though she found it hot to let Aiden take control that didn't mean she couldn't have a bit of fun. However, she couldn't exactly speak clearly now, given that she didn't have full use of her mouth. She was going to have to find a simpler way to say it - something he would be able to understand. In the end she just looked at him for a moment, eyes lidded heavy with lust as she stared from her place with her hands held above her head to the bed. She opted for two words, two syllables - something he would surely understand even though the muffled noises of the gag: "Make me."
 
“Make you? I think I can do that.” Aiden loved how playful Clarke was. It was one of the biggest turn-ons about the blonde, honestly. She was so damn adorable, and sexy at the same time. So, he decided to give her what she wanted. Finding himself sitting in between her legs, Aiden finally rid Clarke of the underwear that had been preventing him from having direct access. Once she was fully nude, Aiden winked at her flirtatiously before jumping into the fun. It started with him peppering a kiss or two against her clitoris, his tongue peeking out to massage the sensitive nub of flesh. His teeth gently grazed the skin, playfully nipping across his girlfriend. Then, his tongue started to trace random patterns and shapes on her clit, taking two of his fingers to slide inside of Clarke. Once inside of her walls, he started to pump slowly, rubbing against every inch of her walls that he could reach.

His mouth and one hand remained busy, but he did not stop there. Instead, Aiden used his free hand to reach below her body, gripping and fondling her firm ass, pushing her hips upwards against his face. He wanted to make her moan out for him, but he was going to be playful as well. Aiden would continue doing this, and whenever he could tell that Clarke was so close to her orgasm, he would suddenly stop, pull back, a smirk on his face. Now the tables would be turned. If she wanted her release, she had to rely on him for it. Of course, the quickest way to get his cock inside of her was to struggle, to make those noises – that would give Aiden what he wanted.
 
Aiden knew exactly how to get to her, it seemed. His fingers dipped between her thighs first and buried in to her, seeking out her sweetest bits with an expert prowess. His face then dipped between her thighs, and as soon as his tongue buried in to her folds she let out a gasp. Aiden's touch was magical to Clarke, and he was going above and beyond this time. Each time she felt like mewling and keening in to him he dared to deny her, and somehow that made her pleasure even more.

"Please," she begged between moans, and Aiden got what he had craved so much. Hopefully it was everything he wanted - because more than anything, Clarke needed him.
 
There was a smirk playing on Aiden’s lips. Clarke was granting him his wildest desires. “Aw, Princess… you sound so cute like this.” He teased her, listening to her now begging for his cock, making those noises because she knew it would urge him towards fucking her. Leaning down, the male pressed a kiss onto her gagged lips again, just gazing at her for a brief moment, thinking of how he could torture her even more.

“Don’t worry, my love. I’ll give you what you want soon enough, but here’s a rule.” Leaning down again, Aiden pressed a firm kiss to her lips one more time, sliding his hand back down, gliding over her pussy lips. “You can’t cum until I say so. If you cum without my permission, then you’re going to get punished.” Aiden said this to Clarke before squeezing her breasts rather firmly, now petting the tip of his cock graze against her outer lips again before he decided to finally give Clarke what she wanted by thrusting down, sliding his erection inside of her, a soft gasp leaving his lips once he was inside.
 
Clarke now knew that she was in for it. Out of all possible times now he wanted to edge her - the sex hadn't even properly began and she already wasn't sure she would be able to follow his command. What if she didn't - what if her pretty pussy dared to gush around him? What punishment would that bring? Clarke almost ached to disobey, she had a penchance for being punished. Her body ached ti have her beloved in control of her.

Hell, she almost came on that first thrust because of how worked up Aiden had made her already. She was slick and took him with ease - and though he had made it very clear who was boss here, Clarke dared to rock her body against his own. She was desperate for more and more and more.
 
This side of Aiden was only ever seen by Clarke, in the bedroom. It was unlikely that anyone knowing Aiden would ever think he could act this way in the bedroom. There was a hunger, a need in his eyes. Just seeing Clarke restrained for his pleasure was not nearly enough. That much was evident by the power of his thrusts. Since being reunited on the ground, the couple had opted for gentler, softer intimacy, compared to this. It meant Aiden had quite a bit of built up tension that needed releasing.

His hips violently slapped Clarke’s, driving his erection as deep as it could possibly reach inside of her each time. There was no mercy in his movements, the bed already rattling with each burst forward. His hands remained busy with Clarke’s tits, squeezing them, spanking them, and all-around groping them. Moans of her name left his lips, right before he decided to add to Clarke’s plight.

“I’ll only allow you to cum… if you beg me for it.” She had begged him for his cock, now it was time to beg once again. Yes, he was well aware that she was gagged, but that was the point of it, after all. “If you’re a good girl, then maybe you’ll be allowed to release.”
 
Sometimes being gentle here and there made things better in the long run - for example, the fact that the pair were yet to engage in a rougher, kinkier play just made the fact that they were finally doing so all the more arousing to Clarke. Aiden wasn't the only one with pent up energy that was finally coming out, and Clarke came out in enthusiastic, loud moans and the way she rocked her body against her lover's. Down here they had no reason to even try to keep themselves quiet, and so Clarke wasn't holding back at all.

"Please," she begged - part a whine, part a whimper. Each deep, hard thrust in to her just made her feel more and more like she wasn't able to hold back, so she desperately needed her beloved to offer her release. When they were alone together, naked, making love - she loved giving in to Aiden's every desire and following his every wish. "Please, please, baby," she moaned, though the words were obscured by the gag between her lips.
 
At this point, Aiden’s cock was throbbing, pulsating rapidly. Listening to the blonde beg for her release, the gag secured in between her lips – it was an impeccable feeling. Adding to the torment, Aiden continued to focus two fingers on her clitoris, adding as much stimulation for her as possible. The pounding of her pussy became more intense, more powerful. The sound of their hips colliding grew louder. Aiden decided he was not holding back, not even for a second. It was rough, wild, and animalistic – just as Aiden wanted it, as he knew Clarke wanted it, too.

After the show she put on for him, it was impossible for him to deny her in the end. “Okay, Princess. After I cum, then you are allowed.” He finally gave the order, finding his orgasm only after a couple more of those sexy noises from Clarke’s lips. He thrust deep inside of that tight pussy of hers one final time, a loud moan of Clarke’s name exiting his lips as the thick ropes of semen just burst inside of her tight walls.
 
Clarke was whining and whimpering between her uncontrollable moans, wracked by pleasure. Every nerve in her body felt like it was set on fire from head to toe and she was so close to bursting that Aiden's offer for her release couldn't have had better timing. She had to struggle to hold back her pleasure until after his release flooded her, but as it did she hit the edge. A load moan escaped her lips as she her orgasm came through her body, wracking her with possibly the most intense pleasure that she had ever felt. The warmth of his release seemed to be what pushed her over the edge - from the start, one of her favourite parts of sex was feeling him come in to her.

She cried out her lover's name as her body spasmed, and Clarke found herself hoping that she had been able to hold out long enough. She had given in to release as he came rather than after, after all.
 
Of course, It was not actually a huge deal, but Aiden decided to play with the idea for a bit. She did cum as he did, not after, like he ordered. Maybe there were some spankings in order, before bedtime. For now, though, Aiden simply leaned over his girlfriend, peppering kisses to her neck. His cock remained buried inside of her while kissing her neck, their bodies still pressed together.

It would definitely take Aiden a few minutes to cool down, so he decided to keep his Princess helpless as he kissed her, waiting for these powerful sensations to recede. “I love you so much Princess.” Aiden whispered, not wanting to move just yet, wanting to continue loving her while she was bound and gagged. “You look so hot in cuffs. That has to be the most powerful orgasm I’ve ever had. I’ve missed doing this with you. We definitely have a lot of time to make up for.” Instead of only kissing her neck, now, Aiden kissed her gagged lips directly.
 
Left spent, Clarke was in a hazy happiness as she basked in the glow of release. She loved the fact that Aiden didn't dare to pull away just yet - that his body stayed buried within her as he kissed her neck and kept himself close. Even after the roughest fuck he would still be soft with her once they were finished, never mean or aggressive. That fact was one of the reasons that she was comfortable giving herself to him and allowing him to take control - never would a line be crossed, never would he hurt her, and never would she have to worry about herself. It was a deep, unending trust and affection that the blonde was grateful to be able to have for Aiden.

If she wasn't gagged she would have whispered sweetly back to him, but if she wanted even a chance at being understood she would have to try to clearly. She was in a quiet mood now, though - she didn't want to speak up and be loud. She wanted soft embraces and sweet whispers and to keep being held on to like she was the most important thing in the world. Aiden, of course, always made her feel that way, "We do," she tried to say despite the gag splitting her lips, and when Aiden tried to kiss her she did all she could to try and return it.
 
After fulfilling the kiss, Aiden slowly pulled away. All good things do have to end, so he found the key. Taking the key in his hand, Aiden slowly unlocked each cuff around her wrists. In what he thought was a cute gesture, Aiden pressed his lips to each area of Clarke’s wrists where the cuffs had bound them. Certain that she would be looking forward to touching him now, Aiden released her hands, allowing them to roam wherever she pleased. Then, he raised her head slightly so he could undo the latches of the gag. Soon enough, the gag slipped out of her mouth easily, being set onto the dresser beside the bed, beside the cuffs. Aiden had quite the suspicion that it was not their last time using those items – not by a long shot.

Then, Aiden simply collapsed onto the bed, as close to Clarke as he could. Instead of making a move, he remained still, deciding to let Clarke dictate the cuddling and the position they took. Since she had been without control for a while, he simply sat there, waiting for her instructions. He always loved how she was all over him after a session of sex where bondage was used. Hopefully, tonight yielded the same results.
 
Aftercare was the most important part of a scene. It was fun to be tied up and held back, told what to do - but when all was said and done Clarke didn't just like the moments after where they could bask in each other and be soft, she needed them. This was especially if a scene had been rough or dabbling in soft limits, and just now had been an example of the former. As soon as her hands were freed, Clarke desperately did want to touch. She wanted to touch and cuddle and kiss, to be held by her lover for the rest of the night... and maybe for the next two days straight, as impossible as that did sound.

"We're going to have to make so much more use of what's in that bag," she said before laughing as she curled up with her beloved. Preferably she wanted him on his back so that she could curl up to his side, and Aiden seemed happy to oblige. There was no way that she was going to be able to keep her hands off even if he preferred something different, and if she could she would kiss his chest and neck.
 
Just like his Princess wanted, Aiden found himself flat, on his back. An arm wrapped around Clarke, letting her use it as a pillow when she curled up into his side. The kisses along his chest and neck made Aiden smile even wider, especially when he heard the girl mention finding use for things in the bag he found. “Oh, I agree with you. I’ve never seen half the items in the bag.” After all, the Ark really did not have a large supply of sex toys, but there was access to certain material where those items were explored. Aiden had been curious about it.

His other hand laced with one of Clarke’s, his head tilting down, kissing her forehead whenever he could reach her as she peppered his body in those sweet kisses. “I love you, Clarke. You make me so happy.” Aiden felt incredible comfortable right now, having Clarke curled up against his side. It made him want to never leave this bunker, though he knew they would be forced to leave in the morning. “I don’t think we should tell anyone that we found this place. In case we need somewhere secret to go, to hide or otherwise, we shouldn’t say anything.”
 
Clarke was yet to give the contents a good look - but she had a feeling that Aiden was right. They were definitely going to have a lot of fun with this stuff and they were going to be able to explore so much new stuff - a multitude of options and opportunities had been opened up for the young pair now.

"This should be our place, baby," she agreed before letting out a soft sigh. Clarke rested her head against his shoulder and brought her leg up around Aiden's waist, squirming a bit until she was comfortable. "Not just in case of emergencies - even just for... some privacy." The allusion there was that she thought this was a great place to go when they wanted intimate moments, especially when they didn't want to have to hold back at all.
 
Once Clarke wrapped her leg around his waist, Aiden placed his hand against her thigh. Then, his hand slowly slid down her leg, resting his hand playfully on her ass, unable to resist the urge to squeeze her butt one more time while listening to her. Clarke was right, though. “I agree, Princess. We’ll use this place as our own, private room whenever we want to come out here.” The male whispered softly, looking down at the beautiful blonde.

“I like the idea of having our own place. It feels nice to get some privacy. We haven’t had much of that at all since we got here. We haven’t had a bed or anything, either. This place is so nice compared to the tent, though I do like those close quarters.” Aiden teased back, nuzzling his nose against Clarke’s cheek, placing a kiss onto her temple.
 
Clarke giggled as her boyfriend took hold of her ass, unable to avoid the desire to steal a squeeze from the firm flesh. She couldn't even blame him for that - there was no denying that she had a great ass. Beyond that, she simply adored every touch that he ever gave her, ass squeezes involved. As a playful return she squeezed his side and nipped gently at his neck.

"I for one like the bed... So much better than barely being off the ground. Space to move, roll around.... I love to cuddle," he knew that already, "but sometimes I just want to have the option to sprawl out you know? It's just... Comfortable. And it reminds me of home a bit."
 
Listening to Clarke talk about being home made Aiden smile. “Yeah, it does make me think of being back on the Ark. I like the feeling of the bed, I like being able to sprawl out beside you. Don’t get me wrong, I love how close we are in the tent, but this is really nice.” Aiden smiled at her again, capturing her lips yet again, wanting to hold the kiss for a few seconds longer.

After they stopped kissing, Aiden simply rested his forehead against hers, eager to continue cuddling with her, nude, in the bed. “We’ve been here for like two weeks now… I still barely believe it sometimes. I feel so blessed to have you with me again. I missed you so much. I know I’ve told you like every day, but I was so worried about never seeing you again.”
 
Clarke would have loved to just stay in that bed forever - she would have loved to keep kissing him forever. Unfortunately time was limited, even more so given that they had technically been on a mission/search. A few more minutes wouldn't hurt, though, and the young woman would take advantage of every second that she had. It would be a pain to try and get her to release him once the time came that they had to move, because the blonde was happily tangled in her lover's body.

"Is it bad that I'm kind of grateful that we were parted?" She didn't mean that at face value, and after a quick moment's pause she kept speaking to elaborate what she meant. "If we hadn't been imprisoned, we would have never ended up together here. A year apart was too long, much too long, and I missed you every single second that passed, but without it this would have never been our reality. In a way, I'm almost grateful. There's nothing that could be more amazing than being on the ground with you, Aiden."
 
“I understand how you feel. I think being on Earth was one thing we both wanted for a long time. I know for a fact that being down here wouldn’t mean shit without you, though.” Aiden responded, aimlessly threading his fingers through Clarke’s hair. “We have so much more freedom now. I like it. On the Ark, we had so many restrictions. Down here? Yeah, we do need some system to keep people in line, to keep surviving, but this is new territory. I don’t feel like I’m being smothered by these laws and people.”

Even then, there was always the worry about the Ark failing. “Even though we were told the Ark was safe, I can’t ever forget always having nightmares about running out of air or something happening on the Ark. We would be screwed up in space. It worries me that we were so close to actually facing that reality, we cut it so close, but now we’re here. Hopefully we won’t have to face anything like that down here. It’d be nice to live without worrying about whether our life course would sustain us forever.”
 
Aiden was right - being on Earth would mean very little if somehow they had not been there together. Had things been any other way... Clarke didn't even want to think of what that would be like. So much time had been apart and she still hated every second it with all of her heart, but now that she found herself reunited with her beloved it nearly felt worth it. They were young and alive and free, in ways they had never stood a chance at being on the Ark. There weren't people in every direction, watchful eyes scrutinizing their every move, telling them what they could and couldn't do. The Earth was not just a chance to continue surviving, it was a chance for revival. It wouldn't be easy, wouldn't be without hardship - something they were releasing more and more with every day that passed - but it was possible. Once again life - life with Aiden - was filled with possibilities.

"There's a reason why I was put in prison, why my father died... The reality was that it was even closer than expected. But now we don't have to worry about that any more - ever. There will be no more floats, no more people dying simply for others to breathe. And now... we can make life our own. We can't know what tomorrow might bring," the blonde leaned in to press a tender kiss to her beloved's forehead, "but we do know that it has possibilities. And now... I know it might be a little cheesy, but there are so many moments when all I can think about is what amazing things life has in store for us now, Aiden."
 
Optimism was never Aiden’s greatest asset. Although he tried not to act pessimistic, it was difficult, sometimes. The only thing holding his life together now, was Clarke. It always had been Clarke. Calling her the glue that held him together did not seem to encompass the role she played. She was literally everything to him. “Lucky for you, I like cheesy.” Aiden teased his girlfriend, playfully, about the cheesiness. His finger playfully poked the tip of her nose, a soft smile sliding across his lips. “I get what you mean. There were threats on the Ark. There’ll be threats on the ground. All we can do is take it one day at a time. For the first time in a while, I don’t think things are going to end badly.” For the entirety of the time they were separated, Aiden wholeheartedly believed he would never see Clarke again. It was a devastating feeling – so prominent in his mind that he feared it would happen again, which made him want to clutch her tighter each second.

“Whatever the future holds, I know we’ll face it together. We’re a team. I wouldn’t be where I am without you. I know that much. The way you make me believe that things will eventually work out, I can’t even put words to it. I love you, so much Clarke.” It never felt like enough, so he pressed a kiss against Clarke’s sweet lips again, sliding his tongue against her lower and upper lip. Curling closer against the blonde, he dreaded the idea of leaving this comfortable spot, but knew it was inevitable. “How long before we need to get moving?”
 
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