Blood red love by Dripping Creativity
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Charlie felt Vidar move away to make the call down to the kitchen, when he hung up, she walked over to him.

"You don't need to apologise to me,” she told him as he pulled her into his arms. "I'm not upset with you anymore. I can't seem to stay mad at you," she confessed. He smiled and kissed her lips.

“I think I still need to apologise. I should have told you about my parents coming. Me not doing so caused you unnecessary stress. And I get it, I would have stressed out if the roles were reversed. Let's face it, we have enough stress at the moment, I don't need to add to it. And for that I am truly sorry, Charlie. I should be the one taking away your stress, not adding to it," he told her and gently caressed her face with the fingertips of one hand. How could anyone be so perfect? Charlie wondered.

"I forgive you, and you do take away my stress, and my sadness and so much more," she told him. He smiled a lopsided smile that caused her to pause. He was up to something, but she knew him well enough to know he would never admit it if she asked. There was a knock at the door. The food Vidar had ordered was served, split pea soup with grilled cheese sandwiches. Charlie looked at the food and giggled.

"What?" he asked with a smile as he pulled out her chair.

“I don't know. I think I was expecting something extravagant with this being Henry's hotel. But I absolutely love this," she told him. Instead of taking the seat opposite her, he sat down next to her.

"I thought it would be good with some heartwarming. I can order you a waguy steak if you prefer it," he offered.

"Don't you dare. This is perfect,” she told him and placed her hand on top of his on the table. He flipped his hand around and entwined their fingers. Charlie was happy for the soup as it let her eat with one hand, she didn't want to let go of Vidar's hand, and he didn't either. They ate and tried to talk about everything but what was happening. When they had eaten, Vidar pushed the cart outside the room and they got ready for bed. Vegas might be the city that never sleeps, but they had an early morning full of important decisions. Charlie was walking out of the bathroom in Vidar's old shirt when he caught her around the waist from behind, growled and kissed her along her neck. She giggled and felt better than she had done in days.

"Ready for the next part of me asking for your forgiveness?" he whispered in her ear.

"Vidar, I have already forgiven you," she protested.

"I know, but I still feel I need to make it up to you, I have been planning it all night," he told her. That piqued Charlie's interest. "Really? Well, I don't want you to feel you have wasted all that time. Show me the next part,” she said.

"Take off my shirt and go lay down on the bed," he told her. Charlie felt the tingling all over her body as she slowly lifted the hem of the shirt and took it off. She could feel Vidar's eyes on her as she walked over to the bed, crawled up on it, making sure she wiggled her ass, and laid down in the middle of it on her back. Vidar came walking up to her, slowly, and had something behind his back. He was only wearing his sleep pants and he looked sexy with the tattoos that covered his torso. His sky-blue eyes were raking over her body. Charlie almost felt them as a physical touch and it made her squirm. "If we were at home, in our own bed, we could do this properly. But we will have to do with what we got," he told her. "And what is it that we have?" she asked. Vidar smirked, joined her on the bed and kissed her. As he leaned on one of his hands to hover over her, his other hand collected hers and brought them up over her head. He withdrew from their kiss and Charlie could see he still smiled at her. He held up his hand and opened it. Somethin unfurled and Charlie realised it was a tie.

"My silk ties," he told her as he reached up and started wrapping it around her wrists. Charlie felt her desire increase as she felt a tug as he made a secure knot. She glanced up and saw her hands tied together. "If we were at home, I would have secured both your hands and feet to the bed. But this infernal stuffed bed frame is not suited for that kind of play. I still expect you to keep your hands above your head at all times," he told her. "Okay," she agreed.

"Good little lynx, now for the treat," he whispered and then he kissed his way down her neck, his teeth scraping against her skin from time to time. Just the way he knew drove her crazy. Hen hands took a hold of the pillow underneath them to stay in place. Vidar continued kissing lower, following her collarbone and then kissing each breast before letting his tongue circle each nipple. When Charlie couldn't take the teasing any longer, she arched her back to let him know she wanted more. She felt his smile against her naked skin as he hummed and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth. Charlie gasped at the sensation and she felt her nails extend into claws and pierce the pillow. Vidar switched to her other breast and when he felt satisfied, he moved downward. His kisses and nibbles moved over her abdomen, stopping on each freckle. He kissed her belly button and continued lower. Charlie twisted in the throes of pleasure mixed with frustration. Vidar placed his hands on her hips, keeping her in place as he kissed down her right leg, bypassing the place where she needed his attention the most. He kissed his way down to her knee and then turned to licked upwards along her inner thigh. Charlie whined between her huffed breaths and looked down at Vidar. She saw him look up at her and nibble on the inside of her thigh. He used enough pressure for her to feel pinpricks of pain from his teeth, but he didn't break her skin. 'Ready?' he asked without taking his mouth off her skin.

"Yes!" she called out. Vidar's hand rubbed her sides, their warmth added to the array of sensations he was giving her.

"Spread your legs, baby," he told her in a dark voice. She hurriedly did what he asked and he shifted his position to be in between her legs. He lowered himself down and kissed the outer lips of her pussy. Charlie drew in a quick breath, he was so close to where she wanted his tongue. Vidar looked up at her as he first licked the seam lightly, not penetrating the outer lips. His hands ran up and covered her breasts as he put more pressure on his tongue, letting him lick her clit. Charlie' claws dug deeper into the pillow and she heard a ripping sound. She ignored it as Vidar pinched her nipples as he flicked her clit with his tongue. He continued to pleasure her with his tongue and hands until she climaxed. Vidar pulled back a little, he paced tender kisses on her lower stomach and his hands caressed her sides. When Charlie had landed and looked down at him, he smiled and resumed the more intense treatment. He guided two fingers into her and pumped them at an increasing tempo as he licked circles around her clit. Charlie came for the second time and this time he just slowed down the pace. When the climax subsided, Vidar picked up the pace again. "Vidar," Charlie half objected.

'Two is not enough, lilla lo,' he linked her. She was so primed that her third orgasm washed over her without warning when he curled his finger over the right spot. 'Do you forgive me?' he asked. "No, I want your cock inside me," she told him. He looked up with a grin on his face.

"Your wish is my command," he said, not sounding the least sorry. He moved up to straddle her waist and reached towards her hands. He was still wearing his sleep pants but Charlie could see he was just as turned on as she was. Vidar took her hands and dislodged them from the pillow. "That's a goner," he laughed and threw the sliced pillow off the bed, causing a cloud of down to erupt. They both laughed. Vidar united Charlie's hands and kissed her. “Turn around,” he said, getting off her and sitting next to her. She didn't hesitate, she knew he had something fun in store for her.

"You are too overdressed," she complained. Vidar chuckled and kissed her ass.

"Face down and hands on your back," he said. Charlie looked at him as she lowered herself and found a comfortable position where she took the weight on her chest and shoulders. She put her hands behind her back and crossed her wrists. "Does it feel okay?" he asked and ran the tips of his fingers down the back of her leg.

“Yes,” she said. He placed another kiss on her ass and then took his tie and bound her hands again. When he was done, Vidar got out of the bed and stripped his pants. Charlie had calmed down after her latest orgasm. But as she saw Vidar naked, with his cock in full attention, she felt her need rise again. “Fast or slow?" he asked as he bent down over her.

"Fast," she told him. He had been teasing her and ravishing her body with pleasure so long she felt desperate to get what she wanted. He smiled and kissed her, it was a little awkward in her position.

"Thank the fuck, I don't think I could take going slow," he said and kissed her again. He joined her on the bed and got behind her. Charlie spread her legs wider and felt his hands caressing her ass and then down, in between her legs. She felt his fingers slipping into her. "I love how wet you are for me," he hissed as he fingerfucked her.

"Always," she told him. His fingers disappeared and Charlie whined, she knew what was coming, but she hated the emptiness when he withdrew from her. Vidar took a hold of her tied hands and she felt the head of his cock against her core. "Yes, please, Vidar," she moaned. With a firm thrust he sank all the way inside her.

"Fuck," he growled. He didn't pause before he started fucking her. Charlie felt his cock filling her, moving inside her and making her pleasure build. Vidars grip on the tie binding her hands got stronger and his other hand gripped her hip. "Do you forgive me?" he asked her again.

"Oh god yes," she moaned and tried to move with him even though her bound hands made it difficult to get the right traction. His movements became more powerful.

"Mine," he claimed. His words were what pushed Charlie over the edge for the fourth time and she took Vidar with her as they both screamed out their pleasure. Vidar leaned his head against Charlie's back as their breathing stabilised. He used his claws to slice through the tie, freeing her hands. Charlie was too dazed to object. With a strong, secure arm around her waist, Vidar arranged them so they both were on their sides, him spooning her. His hand gently rubbed her wrists and he placed tender kisses on her shoulder. "Are you okay?" he asked. Charlie giggled and took his hand and kissed it.

"I'm amazing. If that is how you apologise, you need to screw up more," she told him and heard him chuckle. "Anything for you," he said.

"Hmm, only for me. You didn't enjoy that one bit?" she asked.

"Just for you," he insisted but she could feel his silent laugh.