He was a sight to be seen, laying back, chest heaving as his amber eyes raked over your almost-naked body.

He'd been away touring for weeks, only home for a few days because he was playing in Toronto. He was supposed to go out with his buddies tonight to catch up after months of being away, but you had other plans in place.

When Shawn touring, he got needy. It drove him crazy to be away from you, and you always did something special when he got home after weeks of being apart. Not knowing what to expect, he texted you when he landed and took a cab home.

As soon as he walked through the door, you greeted him with a needy kiss in your satin slip and robe. His hands dropped the bags he was holding as they found your hips, wandering lower and snaking their way into your house coat.

His lips moulded to yours as he grabbed a handful of your ass, shuffling his feet to pin you up against the back of the door. Your hands found his strong chest as you applied pressure, pushing him off of you. His eyes met yours as his brows raised in confusion.

"Oh no, Shawn. Not tonight," was all you said, establishing dominance as a smile crept its way onto your lips. Normally when he'd been away he liked to come home and call the shots, taking control over you. Having missed your boyfriend so much, you decided things were going to flip tonight, and you had just the thing in mind.

"What?" he said, letting out a breath as his lips formed a smile.

"You heard me. Now, are you gonna be a good boy, or do I have to make this difficult?" you asked, a stern look forming on your face.

His eyebrows raised again and though he loved being in charge, you could feel his growing hard-on pushing up against your hip. He nodded at you, his grin growing wide as he took a step back. He was going to let you do what you wanted, completely submitting to your actions.

You licked your lips, eyes raking down his perfect body. A button-up hugged his torso in all the right places, strong arms down at his sides. His jean-clad thighs were thick as ever and you couldn't wait to take a seat.

"Bedroom. Now," you spat, to which he promptly turned around and walked into the room you shared. Walking into the room behind him, you reached out, lacing his fingers with yours.

He smiled against your lips and you took the opportunity to slip your tongue into his mouth, lips dancing against his. You nipped at his bottom lip and pulled away, looking into his chestnut eyes that had now grown dark and pushed him back onto the mattress.

A smile reached his lips as he looked up at you, shimmying himself upward so he could rest his head on the pillows. You raked your eyes over his body, an idea popping into your head as you quickly darted into the walk-in-closet the two of you shared. Grabbing two of Shawn's black ties, you stuffed them into your pocket and went back into the bedroom.

"You okay?" Shawn asked from where he was laying, hands folded behind his head.

"Yeah," you answered, climbing onto the bed and crawling on top of him. "I'm fine," you smiled, leaning down to place a kiss on his lips. Shifting your weight on top of him, your hands reached between your bodies as you began working apart the buttons on his shirt. Shawn released a deep moan into your mouth as the top button popped open, clearly excited to be getting naked with you, finally.

You smiled against his lips, continuing on your mission to get him out of his clothes. Your hands worked their way down his torso as you reached the last button, undoing it as his body slightly lifted from the mattress, allowing you to pull his shirt off of his arms and out from under him. His body was warm against your hands, light brown hairs scattered across his chest. Your hands found his, guiding them up above his head. Your right hand held his left against the headboard as you pulled a tie out of your pocket, slipping it around his wrist and looping it into a tight knot.

"Babe, what are you doing?" Shawn asked, an alarmed look plastered on his face.

Your hand reached for his jaw, gripping his face roughly. Your head dipped down to his as you said, "I thought you were gonna be a good boy for me."

He gulped, adams apple bobbing in his throat, "Yes, baby," he croaked, closing his eyes and inhaling sharply.

"That's right" you said, reaching up to constrict his other hand to the headboard. He exhaled slowly, equally angered at not being able to use his hands but in awe of your burst of confidence. You settled on his crotch, grinding against him through his jeans. He let out a breathy moan, hands pulling at the ties to break free. You sat up, breaking the kiss and grabbing his face.

"Don't fight it, Shawn," was all you said, shimmying down his body to undo his belt buckle. Once you had his jeans open, you tugged them down his legs to reveal his strained boxers. Slipping out of your robe, you sat on his torso and began kissing along his jaw, licking your way down his neck. His breathing was short and quick, hands pulling frantically at the knots you constrained him with. Your lips worked down to his chest, planting hot kisses along his abs. His stomach muscles contracted at your touch as your hands found the hem of his boxers, tugging them down his thighs. His throbbing cock slapped his stomach, precum already leaking down the tip. He was so hard for you, whimpering at the feeling of your fingertips on his skin. You slipped the satin minidress over your head, revealing your almost-naked body.

"Please, Y/N," Shawn cooed as you lowered your face closer to his dick, grabbing the base and licking a hot stripe up his shaft. He let out an embarrassingly loud moan, causing you to feel the wetness in your panties. "Please just let me touch you," he said, fighting the hold you had him in.

"Not just yet, baby," you responded, crawling off of the bed and slipping into the closet once again to grab another tie, and then to the washroom to grab something else. Resting in a bowl of warm water, you had a surprise for Shawn. He was never really a kinky guy, but tonight you wanted to change that. Grabbing the lump of warm rubber, you slipped it into its casing and picked up the bottle of lube you had resting on the counter. "Close your eyes," you called out to Shawn, and surprisingly, he obeyed. You hopped up on the bed and hovered over him, lifting his head to wrap the tie around his eyes. Securing it with a double-knot at the back of his head, he let out a sigh.

Slipping out of your panties and grabbing your things from the nightstand, you put a few drops of lube on your right hand and reached for his dick, making sure to thoroughly coat it.

You set yourself down on his right thigh, your wetness making contact with his skin as he let out a deep moan. "That's it, baby, ride me," he said, bucking his thigh up against your core.

Without warning, you let go of his member and placed the entrance of the toy on his tip, pushing it onto him. Slowly you began to pump it up and down, matching the pace sliding against his thigh. A look of confusion crossed his face as he spoke, "Babe, is that, is that umm, what I think it is?"

"What do you think it is, Shawn?" you responded.

"Umm, a fleshlight?" he asked, completely lost.

You giggled in response, picking up the pace with your hand as you fucked yourself on his leg. He began letting out little moans with you, surprisingly in sync because each pump of the toy matched your thrusts on his thigh. You had fun with it, slowing down and speeding up, only stopping once to re-lube him. Pulling it almost all the way off and then pushing it down warranted a beautiful reaction, his abs contracting as his forehead crinkled, low moans escaping his lips. You moved it up and only fucked his tip as he cried out in pleasure, his leg shaking against your heat. The friction became too much for you as you felt your stomach heating up, a knot forming in your lower abdomen. It hit you in waves as you called out Shawn's name, fucking yourself into orgasm on his thick thigh.

"Baby, babe, stop, I'm so close," he said in between breaths, your hand continuing to work the toy on his pink cock. This was your cue to pull it off him, setting it down on the bed and placing a leg on either side of him. Facing his toes, you guided his dick into your sensitive lips, lowering yourself on his cock. His moans were shaky as you picked up speed, the sound of your skin slapping his abdomen filling the room. It wasn't until you felt a massive hand slap your ass that you realized he had freed himself from being tied up.

You craned your neck to look back at him, meeting his now-uncovered chocolate eyes. Both of his hands took purchase on your ass cheeks, guiding you up and down the length of his cock. His hips pushed up into you, thrusting himself deeper inside of you until you stopped moving, letting him take over from there. His head pushed back into the pillows, mouth falling open as his eyes crinkled shut. You gripped his legs just above his knees as he continued to bury himself inside of you, grunting a string of curse words with your name mixed in. His thrusts got harder and rougher, only slowing down once they grew sloppy, losing the rhythm he had built.

"Mmm, Y/N, Y/N I'm gonna come," he cried out repeatedly, and you soon felt his cock twitch inside of you, releasing warmth into your body. Exhausted, you collapsed on his legs, laying there until he spoke. "Hey, come up here."

You shifted off of him, scooting up to crawl under the covers as he did the same. Pulling you close, he planted a kiss on your forehead. His face pulled away from yours, a tattooed hand reaching for your chin and tilting it to look up at him. "Where the fuck did that come from?" he asked, still out of breath.

"I just missed you, that's all," you smiled, closing your eyes and nuzzling your face into his chest.

"No, that," he said, motioning to the sex toy laying on the covers beside him, a lazy smile spreading across his rosy cheeks.

"Oh!" you exclaimed, piecing together what he was actually referring to, growing a little embarrassed.

"Because I'm just wondering why the hell we didn't get one sooner," he stated, pulling you flush against his warm body.

You chuckled to yourself, failing to mention the cock ring you had also purchased, deciding to save it for next time.