Eclair and Morohito's Kinky Winky Wednesdays, Episode 3

Morohito looked nervously at the ropes and horsewhip laid out on their four-poster bed. He had never done something like this, let alone in a sexual way. Moreover, the thought of hurting Eclair to cause her pleasure was a bit new to him, and a bit worrying. Morohito didn't like to hurt Clair, he loved her too much. But he loved her enough to know that this is something she wanted to try, and so he agreed. There was no time for doubts.

Nonetheless Morohito wanted to make sure this was going to happen. "Clair, are you absolutely sure this is what you want?" he called to her, as she was in the bathroom getting "ready." "Because, you know...if you're having second thoughts about this, I understand. Not that I am I just...I've never whipped another human being before, let alone my wife."

Morohito felt his cheeks redden; this entire discussion unnerved him a bit, though Sarutobi assured him that perhaps Morohito would like it once he tried it. Like swimming, or different types of food; how would you know if you liked it or not if you didn't try it? Morohito sighed deeply, and swallowed his pride, picking up the ropes and horsewhip. Grasping them firmly in his hands. He would do this, for Clair's sake.

Leaning against the doorframe of the bathroom suite, in black lace lingerie, lace straps holding her cleavage up. A mesh fabric on the back with detailed lace patterns running down the middle. One foot propped under her leaning on the door frame, she frowns as she wonders her way to the king-sized bed, sitting on the edge facing Hito. Her hands resting on her knees, she tilts her head up at him with a raised brow. "Hito," Clair whispers his name, putting her slender refined hands over his. "I really want this, but you don't have to do this if you don't want to, okay?" She looks up at him, eyebrows furrowed in concern. She runs her thumbs over the popping veins that appear on the back of his bulky hands to re-assure things were fine. "Besides, if you go too far, I'll just ask for you to stop. Is that alright?" Clair gives a warm smile, standing up to give him a peck on the lips. She runs her hands over his head, her nose pressing against his. "I love you, Hito."

Hito looked over at Clair as she entered the room in her sexy lingerie. He had never seen her look so beautiful...well, he had, several occasions, but every time was like the first just the same. She came over to him, consoling him, running her hands over his and laying her head against his. Their foreheads touching down to the tips of their noses, and Hito kissed her. "I love you too," he said softly, "And because I do, I'll do this for you. But if it gets to be too much, you tell me all right?" Hito then took the rope he was given, and began to tie Clair down to the bed. One limb tied to each of the posts of their bed, a blindfold over her eyes, though he paused as he wondered whether she wanted a gag in her mouth. "Shall I?" he asked unsure. He didn't now how kinky Clair wanted it...and also part of him wasn't sure he wanted to muffle or stop her moans or screams of pleasure and pain.