There were a myriad of things a man could do with a length of rope, a few knots, and a willing participant. I was lost in concentration, passing my fingers over the rope as I worked on my current project. It involved a lot of knots and ties I'd only recently perfected for this purpose. It didn't help much that my partner was particularly fidgety today.

"Nora. No squirming," I couldn't help but smile. Forced to be so still for so long must've been torture to her. She whimpered and whined her retort, pouting as she lifted her head up off the bed sheets.

"Reeeeenyyyyyy. It's been forever, aren't you almost finished," she whined.

"I would be finished by now if someone hadn't asked for double coin knots," I reminded her, finishing one of the intricate knots as I spoke.

"I knoooow, but they're so pretty," she sighed, spreading her legs as I tapped on her ankle. She was so focused on being still she didn't realize that I was nearly finished. A few more minutes of knots and twists, and she was ready. Jade silk laced and stretched across her body, creating intricate patterns against her pale, freckled skin. These were accented by thicker, pink rope that bound her wrists, wound their way up her arms and beautifully framed her neck and collarbones.

Nora Valkyrie was strikingly beautiful- I'd fallen in love with every freckle, curve and smile long, long ago. But ensnared in nearly seven meters of rope, she looked like a work of art. I ran my fingers along her skin and she shivered at the sensation.

"No teasing," she giggled, chewing at her lip as I took my time with the finishing touches. She let me lead her arms behind her back, pink rope cinching tight around her wrists and locking those powerful muscles together. A cool rosy glow betrayed just how special this length of rope to be.

"I wouldn't dream of it." It was only the smallest of fibs. I leaned forward to kiss her forehead and hopefully soothe any lingering nerves. Nora took a deep breath and met my gaze with the widest, watery eyes. Red blush colored her cheeks and the tiniest of sparks danced through turquoise irises as she tested her Semblance against the ropes.

"I'm ready," she said eagerly, leaning up to press a soft kiss against my cheek. I wanted nothing more than to take my time and trace my fingers over every inch of skin I could, but I knew such teasing would be far too much for my precious chatelaine. I sighed and stood up, double and triple checking some of the more important knots before I was satisfied with my work. Finally, the vibrator. Discreet yet powerful, I knew she wouldn't last more than a few minutes with it on. Instead, I kept it off slipping it beneath emerald underwear that covered hardly anything at all and placed the remote into her hand. She grasped it tightly, her fingers tracing the buttons in excitement. Now she was ready.

A slow, deliberate tug down against the rope slowly lifted Nora into the air. Suspended from a few knots in her back, her weight was distributed almost evenly along her body. She whimpered softly, eyes fluttering as the rope tightened just so slightly around her throat and more… sensitive parts. I watched closely, always more worried about her safety than she was herself. After a few moments she settled down, soft moans slipping passed her lips as her mind drifted.

"Nora," I asked softly, running my fingers through her bangs. Her hair just covered her watery turquoise eyes.

"Yeah, Renny," she chewed at her lip as she snapped back to herself. Her hips bucked into the bindings, searching for friction and pressure.

"Gagged? Plugged? Candle wax-"

"Blindfold! I… I want the blindfold. Make sure you take some pretty pictures, too." She smiled wide, soft lips ever so enticing.

"Of course. Anything else," I asked, my fingertips tracing her cheekbones. She nuzzled into my palm, pressing a soft kiss against it.

"No, I feel fine, Renny. No more questions, you're distracting me," she whined softly, pressing another kiss to my palm. For all the concentration and hard work that went into creating the harnesses and binds that suspended her, Nora had to work just as hard to keep from being overwhelmed by all the sensation. I respected her dedication and she admired my skill. I nodded quickly and fetched the blindfold, tying it around her head and pressing one final kiss to her forehead before hoisting her a few more centimeters in the air. In some way I'd yet to understand, her height off the ground seemed to enhance the sensation for her. I waited for the change in her breath, the subtle gasp and whimper that let me know she was high enough before securing the rope.

She looked beautiful.

The slow rise and fall of her chest as she took each measured breath. The way her pale skin caught the warm light in the room so wonderfully. The dark leather of the blindfold obscured behind her bangs. The hint of her white teeth peeking out as she chewed at her lower lip. The contrast of the pink rope against the emerald lingerie she'd picked out for the night. She was just above eye level and I couldn't help myself. I reached up and pressed a kiss against her lips. She moaned into my mouth before kissing back, shivering in her sensitive state.

"Renny," she playfully scolded, sticking her tongue out at me before settling back down with another small gasp. I ruffled her hair before stepping away, reaching for the camera that'd documented so many similar nights.

I did my best to take pictures that really told the story of what was unfolding. The way certain knots accented her curves and the cool rosy glow of the Dust infused pink rope binding her powerful muscles as she strained against it. The expression on her face- not quite concentrated, not quite dazed, but somewhere in the middle as she was lost in sensation, the soft buzzing of the vibrator tearing labored gasps and coloring her freckled cheeks. The slowly spreading patch on her underwear that grew darker by the minute, betraying just how much fun she was having as her hips bucked and pushed herself against the large knot I'd placed above her clit. Nora never told me what she did with these pictures, but I could make an educated guess. A playful "how's it hanging" from Yang or the slightest of stuttering from Pyrrha or Blake in the days after these sessions might've gone over anyone else's head, but I'd since learned better.

Minutes seemed to drag into hours as I watched her. Soft gasping and wavering whimpers turned became moans and choice expletives. She was close.

This is where the fun begins.

With the camera setting switched to video, I set it down to watch the scene unfold with me. Nora Valkyrie did everything with the same amount of enthusiasm, and that included reaching orgasm. The pace of her hips bucking into the air quickened, grinding her clit against the knot of rope as well as the powerful vibrator as she sought her release. The revealing underwear was nearly soaked through, a much deeper shade of jade than when we'd first begun. She shivered and shook, her body rocking to and fro from the suspended rope. The pink binding around her arms glowed brighter as it fought to subdue her sparking Semblance. She was so beautiful during these moments, right before she reached her release.

With a desperate groan, she reached her climax, her body growing rigid as it washed over her. I knew her eyes were fluttering under the blindfold, her body flushed and her thighs shaking as she lost herself to the please. With a small smile, I waited patiently until the remote slipped from her fingers onto the bed below. She was done, the energy to do so much as hold the small piece of plastic between her fingers having faded from her body with the final waves of her orgasm. I grabbed the remote and powered the vibrator off myself before finally slipping the knot that held her suspended and bringing her down with the same deliberateness with which I'd pulled her up. I wrapped her in her favorite towel and held her close as she came back to herself. Her skin was hot to the touch and beads of sweat had pooled along her back. Curled up comfortably in my lap, warm from her exertion and breath still lost, I couldn't think of a place I'd rather be.

There were a myriad of things a man could do with a length of rope, but this? This was my favorite.