Page 4 of Obsidian Desire

Damian guided her to the bench, his hands gentle but firm as he helped her settle into a comfortable position. “Let’s go over everything one more time,” he said, crouching to meet her gaze. “You remember your safe words?”

Kaelis nodded, her voice barely above a whisper, and said, “Green to continue, yellow to pause, red to stop.”

Damian’s approving smile eased some of her tension. “Good. And if anything feels wrong, you use them immediately. Understood?”

She nodded again, feeling both reassured and exposed under his attentive gaze.

He held up a silk blindfold, running the fabric through his fingers. “This will heighten your other senses,” he explained. “You can tell me to stop at any point.”

Kaelis hesitated for only a moment before nodding. Damian stepped closer, his movements deliberate, as he gently placed the blindfold over her eyes. Darkness enveloped her, and she inhaled sharply, her other senses immediately sharpening. She could hear the soft rustle of his clothing, the faint notes of the music, and her own shallow breaths.

The first touch was a whisper of sensation across her wrist. Kaelis shivered, her body instinctively reacting to the unexpected softness. Damian’s voice was low and soothing, grounding her. “That’s a feather,” he said, trailing it up her arm with exquisite slowness. “Let yourself feel everything.” Kaelis exhaled shakily, her awareness narrowing to the light touch and the warmth of his presence.

Damian continued, introducing her to different textures and temperatures. He used a soft brush to trace patterns along her shoulders, then shifted to a cool, smooth object that sent a chill skittering across her skin. Kaelis’s reactions were immediate and visceral, her body responding to every sensation. Damian paused frequently, his voice cutting through the haze. “Howdoes that feel?” he asked, waiting for her whispered responses before continuing.

“Good,” she said, his patience making her feel safe even as her senses were overwhelmed.

The silk restraints came next, their softness a stark contrast to the vulnerability they imposed. Damian wrapped them around her wrists with practiced care, securing them to the bench in a way that felt firm but not restrictive. “Are you okay?” he asked, his tone calm and measured.

Kaelis nodded, her breath catching as she whispered, “Yes.” The restraints heightened her awareness, and her inability to move freely amplified every touch. She felt exposed yet secure, and her trust in Damian grew with each passing moment.

When he introduced warmth—a gently heated object gliding along her arm—Kaelis gasped, her body tensing before she relaxed again.

“You’re doing so well,” Damian murmured, his words like a balm against her rising nerves. He moved the object slowly, allowing her to adjust to the sensation before exploring further. Every movement was deliberate, each touch carefully calculated to keep her on the edge of comfort and discovery.

Damian moved away for a moment, and Kaelis heard a faint clicking sound. Then, without warning, something cold and wet touched her neck. She gasped, the cold shocking her system.Damian slowly ran the ice cube down her neck, between her cleavage, and down to her belly button.

Kaelis moaned softly, the cold ice cube sending shivers down her spine. Her mind raced with dirty thoughts: Damian’s hands running over her body, his warm breath on her sensitive skin, the promise of his hardness filling her. She arched her back, pushing her chest out invitingly.

“Fuck, Damian,” Kaelis panted, her voice thick with desire. “Your cold touches are driving me insane. I can feel my pussy getting soaking wet. I bet if you touched me there, your fingers would slide in so easily.” She spread her legs slightly, a clear invitation.

Damian let out a low chuckle as he placed the ice cube directly on Kaelis’s clit. She cried out in pleasure and surprise, her hips bucking up. He began to grind the ice cube against her, the cold contrast against her hot, wet pussy, making her see stars.

Damian smirked as he watched Kaelis squirm under his touch. He slowly slid the melting ice cube inside her, the coldness making her gasp. He began to fuck her with the ice cube, his other hand playing with her clit, his thumb pressing against it in circular motions.

Kaelis’s hands flew to her blindfold, desperate to rip it off and see Damian. “Damian, please… I need to see your face,” she moaned, her voice trembling with pleasure and need. Damian just chuckled darkly and pushed her hands away from the blindfold.

Eventually, Kaelis, despite her wild state of arousal, kept her hands away from the blindfold. Instead, she grabbed Damian’s shoulders and pulled him closer, her body grinding against his. “Damian,” she panted heavily, “I don’t need to see you to know what I want.”

Damian smirked as Kaelis stuck out her tongue invitingly. He leaned in, opening his mouth wide. Their tongues met in a heated duel, dancing and twining. Damian sucked on Kaelis’s tongue, biting it softly before releasing it. He licked his lips, savoring her taste.

Damian took the remaining ice cube and slowly slid it into Kaelis’s open mouth. She moaned softly as the cold sensation hit her tongue, sucking on it gently before biting down lightly. Damian watched her with dark eyes, his breath ragged as he enjoyed the sight of her enjoying the icy treat.

Damian watched as the ice cube began to melt in Kaelis’s mouth, the cold water dripping down her chin and neck. He couldn’t help but imagine the same cold sensation melting over her V-line and dripping down her body. “Keep your mouth open.”

Damian gently traced the melting water from her chin down to her collarbone, his touch sending shivers down Kaelis’s spine. He leaned in and kissed her deeply, the cold water mixing with their heated breaths. As he pulled away, he whispered, “Did you like that?”

Kaelis nodded slowly, her breath still coming in ragged gasps. “Yes,” she whispered, her voice husky with desire. She licked her lips, savoring the last remnants of the cold water. “That was…intense.” She shifted slightly, pressing against him as if seeking more contact.

Damian wrapped his arms tightly around Kaelis, pulling her close. He could feel her body relaxing against his, her head tucking perfectly under his chin. She sighed softly, her arms snaking around his waist. “Mmm,” she murmured, “This makes me feel so much better.”

He moved behind her, his body’s heat a comforting presence as he began to prepare the candle. The strike of a match pierced the quiet, followed by the soft whoosh of flame igniting. The air grew heavy with the scent of burning wax. “Breathe, Kaelis.”

Damian leaned in close, his breath warm against her ear as he spoke softly. “I’m going to drip a small amount of hot wax onto your shoulder now. It will be a quick, warm sensation, not painful but intense. Remember, you can safeword at any time.”

With deliberate care, Damian tilted the candle, allowing a thin stream of molten wax to escape. It traveled through the air, a glowing thread that broke the shadows before contacting Kaelis’s skin. The wax splashed onto her shoulder, far hotter than she expected.

The wax seared into her flesh, hot enough to make her wince, panting. “Oh fuck…” Damian leaned in close, his breath hot against her neck as he kissed it. His fingers traced the path the wax took down her shoulder blade, following the curve of her muscle.

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