A/N : Pretty much this entire one-shot is a lemon. Enjoy ~

Soft warm palms traveled up over your t-shirt, well, it was his shirt that you confiscated during his absence. This last trip had lasted longer than planned, wearing your husband's clothes to bed helped you relax. 

Your fingers combed through his shaggy blond locks. You smiled against his lips when a pleasant hum rumbled through his chest. He pulled away, big brown eyes searching your face as he attempted to catch his breath. There was so much affection in that look you had to wonder if you were glaring back with the same intensity. Your digits slid down his temples to pad your thumbs over his flushed cheeks. 

"I missed you." he breathed nuzzling his nose to yours, a gesture you always found absolutely adorable.
"I missed you more," you replied cheekily.

His lips upturned into a lopsided smile at your typical response. He was quite relieved that nothing had changed.

"I suppose I'll have to prove it?" he winked sliding his right hand down to give your rear a squeeze.
"If you insist on winning, I insist on you proving it." you chuckled.

His lips met yours again not quite as sweetly as before while he pushed you back into the sofa. Slowly his hands brushed over your forearms, making his way to your wrists. He gently removed your grip, kissing your fingers and palms before pressing your hands together in the now tight grasp of his left hand and pinning your arms above your head.
Immediately mewling as he nibbled down your neck, you attempted to wrap your legs around his waist in need of more contact. Chuckling naughtily, he pushed your hips back down and held you there with his right hand.

"Roci," you whined meeting his gaze.

It was expressions like this that reminded you he was a Donquixote. A mischievous smirk bent his lips while hungry eyes traveled over your barely cover figure. That look made your insides twist pleasantly.

"I'm providing your proof," he leaned down to purr against your throat making you quiver, "now be still."

Moving his right hand, he finished removing his tie which you'd loosened during your heated make-out session. He then tied the expensive cloth around your wrists, taking a few extra seconds to be sure your circulation wasn't cut off. It was tempting to defy him and squirm to relieve the burning need between your thighs, but as much as you enjoyed being teased you knew he'd draw it out all night and never let you cum.

Unbuttoning his dress shirt all the way he chuckled, "Good girl." and bent down to kiss your lips.

Soon a mixture of giggles and moans bubbled passed your lips as he kissed, nibbled and licked your neck. This was his favorite response, a mix of pleasure and ticklishness, he found it incredibly endearing.

As you expected he moved slowly, sliding his palms over your borrowed shirt, making sure not to make any (much wanted) contact with your flushed skin. Finally, his soft lips grazed over your right upper thigh forcing an involuntary gasp of his name. His digits fumbled teasingly with your waistband as he continued to give your inner thighs attention. Your muscles tensed with every touch knowing you weren't allowed to move.

Rocinante paused for a moment pulling your panties down just a tad before changing his mind and pressing his tongue to the damp material covering your womanhood. You held your breath as he pulled your thighs over his shoulders and added pressure to the slow lapping motion against you. Squeezing your eyes shut, you tried to focus on breathing because you were already about to come undone and you wanted more than anything to run your fingers through those thick blond locks.

Displeased with your lack of reaction, his tactics became more aggressive, pressing his entire mouth to your warmth until you couldn't contain your voice. Deep controlled breaths turned into quick short gasps as you felt yourself slipping away. Knowing you were close he sat back with a devious smirk, his smoldering eyes watching you fight to catch your breath.

Once you settled, he moved over you again sliding his pants down and pulling your now numb arms down to rest on his shoulders. You flexed your fingers and still restrained wrists allowing your blood to flow.

Gently pushing his way between your thighs, he kissed you, pressing his still clothed hips to yours allowing his firm bulge to press against you. Your heartbeat echoed in your head as the kiss deepened and stole what was left of your breath. Very slowly he rolled his hips making it clear that he was done teasing and wanted more.

A sweet smile spread across his lips as he pulled away, adoration filling his gaze, "I can't wait anymore."

The timbre of his voice made you shiver as you nodded for him to continue.

In a matter of seconds, your panties were hastily shoved to the side before he entered your warmth with a soft groan. The relief of finally having him fill your core quickly turned into a burning need for him to move.

"Roci, please," you whimpered tugging his shaggy hair, "enough teasing."

He chuckled and leaned down to nip at your neck as he set a steady pace. At this point, you were done containing your voice and out of the possibility of being punished, you raised your hips to meet every thrust. Slipping his hands down to grip your ass, he held you still to reach the sweet spot that had you gasping and seeing stars. Knowing you were close, his lips made their way back to yours, tenderly biting your bottom lip leading you into your release. The delicious melodic rumble of your moans dragged him into his own orgasm.

"I definitely missed you more." he placed sweet kisses all over your face before nuzzling against your cheek.

"I'll let you have this one." you smirked and flexed your hands behind his head, "Um babe?'

"Hm?" he hummed still snuggling you affectionately.

"My hands."

"Oh – ah, right!" he jerked up abruptly having completely forgotten you were still tied up.

In the quick motion, he yanked you up and lost balance flopping backward onto the floor dragging you with him.

"Are you alright?" he watched you closely as you sat up placing your hands against his chest to steady yourself.

"I'm perfect," you smiled mischievously, grinding your hips against him.

"Maybe you do win this round." he chuckled tossing the tie aside and tugging you down for a kiss.