{{This took me a lot longer than I wanted to to start filling it, real life decided to meddle. I hope this is alright, it's my first time writing yuri. <3 Fannames I use are: Liech = Sofia, Belgium = Anika, Holland = Maarten}}
About twenty minutes in doubt always started to creep in. The ice before her eyes melted slowly, the key and the string to which it was attached remained frosted comfortably within. For what seemed to be so long. It should take an hour, but what if she had measured too much ice? What if it dropped too far away? Her emergency release would take longer. And if that one failed... she would have to wait for herself to get caught. Of course she had tested them beforehand, if anything her brother taught her about being safe. Even if his lessons mostly referred to forest animals and men.
Oh, what if brother returns early from his meeting?
It had been one of the reasons she started the practice. Vash's overbearing brotherly protectiveness prevented her from forming any relationship with another country or man. Unless she wanted them to look like Swiss cheese from the consequent bullet holes. Constrained as she was, she did not mind. The tight, possessive grip of leather, metal and ropes did the job well of arousing her. The embarrassing fear of discovery only caused the adrenaline to force her heart to beat faster.
Sofia shifted in her restraints, her actions immediately lashing back at her when she slipped further on the toy she had laid out. She down on the gag, feeling herself clench around the plastic lover, cheeks flushing brightly. Her fingernails idly traced the cold metal of the handcuffs, firmly keeping her hands locked behind her back, held up by a simple rope attached to a pulley to prevent herself from lowering them.
Her breathing grew more rapid as she lowered herself just a little to feel that jolt course through her body again. When tied like that, her mind would attend to every sound she heard. Was that the sound of their front door closing? Or just a neighbours? None of it sounded louder than her own heartbeat. It was a continued throbbing that sounded nearly overwhelming to her ears. It nearly had her convinced that it was what would give her away, the calling of her heart that would attract the attention of anybody to walk in on her secret.
Even Lillies have their secrets. Or ropes and chains, as it turns out. 1/?
Fannames I use are:
Liech = Sofia, Belgium = Anika, Holland = Maarten}}
About twenty minutes in doubt always started to creep in. The ice before her eyes melted slowly, the key and the string to which it was attached remained frosted comfortably within. For what seemed to be so long. It should take an hour, but what if she had measured too much ice? What if it dropped too far away? Her emergency release would take longer. And if that one failed... she would have to wait for herself to get caught.
Of course she had tested them beforehand, if anything her brother taught her about being safe. Even if his lessons mostly referred to forest animals and men.
Oh, what if brother returns early from his meeting?
It had been one of the reasons she started the practice. Vash's overbearing brotherly protectiveness prevented her from forming any relationship with another country or man. Unless she wanted them to look like Swiss cheese from the consequent bullet holes.
Constrained as she was, she did not mind. The tight, possessive grip of leather, metal and ropes did the job well of arousing her. The embarrassing fear of discovery only caused the adrenaline to force her heart to beat faster.
Sofia shifted in her restraints, her actions immediately lashing back at her when she slipped further on the toy she had laid out. She down on the gag, feeling herself clench around the plastic lover, cheeks flushing brightly. Her fingernails idly traced the cold metal of the handcuffs, firmly keeping her hands locked behind her back, held up by a simple rope attached to a pulley to prevent herself from lowering them.
Her breathing grew more rapid as she lowered herself just a little to feel that jolt course through her body again. When tied like that, her mind would attend to every sound she heard. Was that the sound of their front door closing? Or just a neighbours? None of it sounded louder than her own heartbeat. It was a continued throbbing that sounded nearly overwhelming to her ears. It nearly had her convinced that it was what would give her away, the calling of her heart that would attract the attention of anybody to walk in on her secret.
It certainly sounded loud enough.