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Payback's a Bitch
by Ninjababe

"Leave it off." 

"Methos?" she asked as she slipped out of bed and walked to the middle of the room, searching for him. Why did he have to show up tonight of all nights? The one night in the last three weeks when she had decided to wear her sweats to bed. 

"Were you expecting someone else?" he asked from behind her. Feeling his breath on the back of her neck, she jumped in surprise. 

"No. I wasn't even expecting you." 

When he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her back against his body, she could feel his arousal quite clearly, and it made her temperature rise. 

"I thought you had to stay away... " she trailed off as he bent his head to her neck and nibbled while his hands found their way under her sweatshirt. His hands worked their way up her stomach till they cupped her breasts. Her knees started to buckle as he fondled her breasts while licking and nibbling at her neck. She quickly reached behind her to wrap her arms around his neck to stay upright. 

"Mmmmmm, you smell good," he told her. Running his tongue along the column of her neck, he caused shivers along her spine. "Taste good too." 

One of his hands traveled down to the drawstring of her sweat pants and he tried to untie them one handed. But, he gave a growl of frustration when the knot wouldn't budge. 

Giggling softly, she untangled her hands from around his neck and brushed his hands away. "Let me. Five thousand years old and you can't untie a knot." Quickly untying the knot, she started to push her sweats down. 

"Leave them on for now," he whispered in her ear as his hands went inside her sweats again. He chuckled softly when he discovered she wasn't wearing underwear. His fingers brushed through her curls for a few moments to tease her before he started to play with her clit, causing her to gasp out loud. She re-wrapped her arms around his neck before she tumbled out of his grasp. 

He slowly, oh so slowly, moved a finger across her clit a few times as she moaned his name. "What do you want?" he asked her wickedly. 

"Please Methos, don't make me beg," she choked out. 

He suddenly removed his hands from her body, causing her to open her eyes in surprise. "Methos?" 

"Mmmmmm," he said in her ear. "I think I like the idea of making you beg." 

Unwrapping her hands from around his neck, Methos stepped away from her. She swayed in surprise before reaching out to grasp the edge of the bed and sinking onto it. "You want me to beg?" 

"Yes. If you don't, I'll just have to go home thinking you don't really want me," he replied. She could just imagine the little-boy pout on his face. 

"Methos, please make love to me," she said softly. 

"Hmmm... I don't think you really mean it. Where did I leave my coat?" 

"Methos, please, would you make love to me, I need you to make love to me." 

"How much do you need me?" 

"Methos!" 

She was suddenly pushed into the bed as he whispered in her ear, "All you had to do was say so." Before she could form a retort, he had covered her mouth with his hand and started to work her sweat pants down her legs. 

She decided to give a little payback for making her beg, so she bit his hand, hard. While he yelled in pain, she pushed him off and rolled over, covering his body with hers. "Now then, what should I do to you?" she asked wickedly. 

"You could kiss me." 

"Nah, that's too easy," she replied with an evil grin she knew he couldn't see. "Promise not to move?" she asked softly. After he grunted in assent, she quickly left the bed and rummaged through a drawer. Placing what she needed on top of the dresser, she quickly undressed. Then, with the silk scarves she had taken from the dresser, she returned to the bed. 

"First, we have to get you out of these restricting clothes. They can't be good for your circulation," she said as she tugged on the button of his tight jeans. 

"For you, anything," Methos replied as he hastily slipped out of his clothes. She gathered them up and threw them off the bed, not caring where they landed. 

"Now then, lay back and relax. This won't hurt a bit." She tied the scarves to the bed posts, taking care not to let him know what she was doing in the darkness. Then, she felt around until she found his left arm and quickly tied it to a bed post. She did the same with his right arm and debated whether to leave his legs free or not. 

"You are in a mood tonight, aren't you?" he said, a smile in his voice. 

That decided her. Tying his legs also, she grinned wickedly. She almost turned a light on to see what he looked like, spread eagled on her bed, but decided against it. It would be more fun to feel him and let her imagination provide the image. 

"Hmmm, maybe I should just leave you like this till *you* beg *me*," she whispered into his ear. 

He growled and she could feel him strain against his bonds. She grinned and traced a finger lightly along an arm and over his chest till she reached a nipple. She then replaced her finger with her tongue, giving
little cat licks, causing him to rise of the bed slightly and moan. 

Grinning, she gave his other nipple the same treatment, then licked her way down his stomach, dipping into his belly button before continuing. 

She stopped just centimeters from his cock and sat up. Groaning in frustration, Methos strained against his bonds again. 

She chuckled, then grabbed his rigid member and caressed it. He groaned as she traced around the base of his cock, then up one side and down the other. 

"Please," he gasped. 

"See, I did make you beg." 

"If I wasn't tied up..." 

"But you are," she replied. Positioning herself over his cock, she started to slowly lowered herself onto him. He suddenly drove his rigid member up into her, causing her to gasp in surprise. 

Trowing her head back as she rode him, she made small animal noises. She rose up, then plunged down again, always varying the speed, until she had both of them frantic. Suddenly her hands tightened their hold on him as she realized she was about to come. 

She screamed out in ecstasy as she orgasmed, her head thrashing from side to side. Her inner muscles squeezed his cock, causing him to orgasm almost simultaneously. Throwing his head back, Methos screamed. 

Afterwards, she slumped down on top of him, gasping for breath. 

"Would you be so kind as to untie me?" 

"Hmmm... maybe," she replied with a sleepy voice. She waited a few minutes, then reached up to untie one of his arms. He helped her untie the other one, then he gently pushed her off and untied his ankles. She whimpered slightly until he gathered her up against him and pulled the covers up over them both. 

"You get to be tied up next time," he whispered in her ear. 

"Perhaps," she said as she drifted off to sleep. 

The End