Title: Strained Silk
Characters: Jimmy Page, Summer Dylan
Word Count: 3,370
Rating: NC-17 [lots of sex, kinky sex]
Warnings/Spoilers/Summary: Newly engaged Summer & Jimmy spend New Years Eve 1977 celebrating in New York. They do get out of the hotel suite... but not for long.




December 1977/January 1978
New York City

Stepping into the hotel suite with a dress bag in hand, Jimmy paused to lock the door. He cocked his head slightly, listening for Summer’s whereabouts. Hearing her sweet voice muddled by the sounds of the shower, Jimmy hung the dress in the coat closet and headed towards the bathroom. He stopped just outside the door and removed his jacket, tossing it on a nearby chair. His long fingers wrapped around the doorknob, pushing the bathroom door open. As the door fell completely open, the shower turned off and Summer stepped out. He watched her towel off silently before she noticed his presence. 

Winking, she tossed the towel to the floor and beckoned for him. He smirked and leaned against the doorway instead. Shrugging, Summer plucked the hairdryer from its stand and picked up her large round brush. Not that he could have been heard over her styling, but Jimmy remained silent as his dark eyes watched the young woman brush and dry her shoulder-length hair. Her blond hair glimmered in soft waves. Jimmy wanted nothing more than to run his fingers through her hair, to pull her into a deep kiss.

As she set the hairdryer back down, Jimmy stepped up behind her. His left hand brushed her hair from her shoulder, disappearing into her golden locks. He leaned down and kissed her shoulder. Summer closed her eyes for a moment, focusing on the sparkling sensations his touch sent through her body. Glancing at her reflection in the mirror, Jimmy smirked and lightly nipped her flesh. She moaned softly.

“Jimmy,” she breathed, “if you keep doing that, I’ll never be able to get dressed.”

“I am quite all right with that,” he muttered, kissing and nipping up her neck.

His hand left her hair, slipping it around her body to cup her breast. She dropped her brush, letting it clang into sink. Her arms reached behind her, looping around his neck. She leaned against his chest, purring as he continued to caress her breast. Turning her head slightly, her mouth met his. His other hand captured her other breast, grinding slightly against her naked ass. She moaned into the kiss.

Her hands left from around Jimmy’s neck and reached backwards for his pants. She rubbed his crotch, forcing him to stop grinding on her. He grunted, pushing his erection into her hand. Her fingers kneaded him for a few moments, feeling him tighten in her hand. Biting her bottom lip, wishing Jimmy would step back some so she could turn around, Summer struggled to unzip his pants. He chuckled, suckling on her ear, but did not back up.

As his pants and silk boxers dropped to the tiled bathroom floor next to Summer’s towel, Jimmy’s right hand released her breast. His fingers went to her thigh, guiding her leg up onto the counter. Once her leg was propped up, he traced up her leg, caressing her flesh. She moaned as his fingers slipped into her sex to check her wetness. Smiling, he stopped kissing her, reached for his cock, and guided it into her tight body. Their eyes met in the mirror as he slowly began to thrust into her.

Summer’s hands dropped to the marble counter, providing some leverage against his increasing thrusts. He took a slight step back, allowing her push back and his thrusts to deepen. Moaning softly, she leaned down, pressing her breasts against the cold counter. Jimmy’s hands moved to her hips, squeezing tightly and making her skin darken with his fingerprints. His pace increased, as did her moans.

Watching her in the mirror, Jimmy noticed the change in her facial expressions a moment before he felt her body begin to tighten even more. Though he was close to orgasm himself, he was not quite ready to let her go. Instead, he pulled fully out of her body, making her whimper. Jimmy quickly turned her around and lifted her onto the counter. He pressed her legs wide and squatted.

Though Summer meekly protested, he kissed her sex loudly. His hands moved from her knees to her thighs. His long fingers spread her wide, allowing his tongue to slip into her. She moaned as he lapped at her sex, his tongue instantly coated with her honey. Jimmy reached up and flicked her clit with his pointer finger. He wiggled his tongue around inside her, deeply French kissing her pussy.

“Oh god, Jimmy,” she moaned, her fingers digging into his hair.

Her moans became unintelligible and her body tensed even more. Jimmy increased the pace of his licking and rubbing. Her body went completely rigid and she screamed something that sounded like his name. Her fingers pulled hard on his hair, forcing his tongue to withdraw and her honey to ooze out onto the counter. She pulled him into a kiss, sucking her own wetness off his tongue. Her legs wrapped around him tightly, pulling him close to her.

Jimmy thrust quickly into her still spasming body. She moaned loudly, her perfectly manicured fingers digging into the soft silk of his dress shirt, biting slightly into his shoulders. His fingers clutched her hips tightly once more, holding her as he thrust into her. Their bodies squished together quickly, his balls slapping against her ass.

Her body’s quivering intensified and her lips emitted a breathy moan, pleading with him. His mouth met hers, silencing her orgasmic moans. He thrust hard and fast, feeling her body ripple with yet another orgasm. Pushing fully into her, Jimmy grunted against her mouth as pleasure shot down his spine and into her body. With her mouth no longer covered by his, Summer moaned along with his orgasm, her body clenched around his once again.

“Oh god, Jimmy,” she breathed as he slowly unwrapped her legs from his waist. “That was amazing.”

He smiled and kissed her sweetly, “That’s just the beginning, baby.”

She groaned, her eyes dropping down to their carnal connection. She flexed slightly as he pulled out. Smirking, Jimmy shook his softening cock, rubbing the tiny dribble of semen on her lips, catching the drip from her tunnel and rubbing it as well. As he reached down to pull his boxers and pants back up, Summer reached down, scooped up the small creamy drizzle from her body, and sucked it off her finger. Jimmy’s dark eyes watched her every motion, a soft groan leaving his lips.

“It seems,” he glanced down at his now wrinkled shirt, “that I will need to change. I will leave you to your preparations. I shall return with your dress in a few minutes.”

Attired in a new silk shirt and black trousers, Jimmy returned to the bathroom with the dress bag. Just as nude as before, Summer leaned close to the mirror, putting on the final touches to her makeup. Jimmy’s body instantly reacted, his cock swelling in his shorts. Rather than take her in the bathroom once more, he hung the dress bag on an empty towel hook in the bathroom and left the room. She watched his movements in the mirror but said nothing, keeping her attention on her application of mascara.

He returned a moment later, a small velvet box in hand. Summer set down the last of her cosmetics and turned to face him, her blue eyes flicking to the dress bag. Remaining silent, Jimmy motioned for her to turn around and opened the jewelry box. Nodding, Summer did as instructed and even swept her hair up from her neck, recognizing the type of box. Standing behind her, Jimmy fastened a sparkling vintage diamond choker about her throat. Eyes sparkling, Summer touched it softly as he stepped away before twirling around and kissing him.

Stepping back, Jimmy unzipped the dress bag and removed the purchase. Summer’s eyes lit up again and she squealed happily, as he turned with the garment. Held gingerly draped over his arms was a short, red, silk party dress. Knowing without looking that it would fit her perfectly, Summer accepted the dress, unzipped its side zipper, and pulled it on, turning to look in the mirror again. Lifting her arm, she giggled as Jimmy zipped it for her before smoothing the full skirt down over the black petticoat. 

He quickly kissed her shoulder, “Beautiful.”

“Thank you, Jimmy. It’s perfect,” Summer responded, eyes meeting his again. “But now I have to change my lipstick.”

He chuckled, “As you wish.”

“It will only take a moment. Then we can head out to dinner.”

“I will go call for the car.”



Going to dinner had been a mistake. Not because the food had not been perfect, as expected, nor because they had not been hungry, as they had been. It had been a mistake because the pre-dinner sex had not abated Summer’s arousal at all. Jimmy loved it when she was so hungry, but he did not love it when she nearly stroked him to orgasm under the table before snapping her soft hand away and focusing on her meal.

He was still fully aroused when they completed the meal with a shared dessert. It took all of his willpower to not return to the hotel and punish her for her behavior in the restaurant. He had promised his princess that they would experience a New York New Year’s Eve, and that meant joining a crowd to watch some sparkling ball drop down. He did not really understand the entire tradition, but that did not matter. Summer got what Summer wanted.

Jimmy managed to quiet his body down enough to make it from the restaurant to the Times Square crowd. Part of him had been worried about being recognized, but most of the partygoers were too inebriated to care and easily fooled by the hat and scarf he wore. Summer giggled and chattered excitedly, randomly kissing and pressing herself to Jimmy. 

Unable to take her teasing much longer, he pulled her close and kissed her deeply. His hands pressed her lower back firmly, causing her white woolen coat to leave a slight impression on his hands. Her hands surrounded his face, holding the kiss for a few moments before pushing his lips from hers slightly. Her blue eyes searched his briefly and she kissed him again, grinding slightly against him.

“Oh dear lord, Summer,” he groaned, his body once more stiffening.

One of her hands slipped between them and cupped his lengthening cock. One of his hands slipped down her back and cupped her ass. Her lips left his and nibbled on his earlobe, her tongue tracing it slightly. He moaned again, his hand squeezing her ass tightly. With a sexy giggle, Summer unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out between them. Not about to protest and completely no longer aware of the crowd of people around them in Times Square, Jimmy guided her legs open slightly, letting her guide him into her hot body.

A party reveler bumped into Jimmy, causing him to stumble forward and push deeper into Summer. She gasped, her arms wrapping around his neck to steady herself. Holding her tightly, he thrusted slightly, discreetly. So aroused from dinner, he knew orgasm would come soon.

Still having some awareness about her, Summer noticed the glittering ball had lit up and that the crowd was focused on it. Splitting her thoughts between the sexy feelings Jimmy filled her with and the excitement of the ball dropping. She vaguely heard people counting backwards from ten, but while she knew it had nothing to do with Jimmy sexing her in the middle of the crowd, that’s what it felt like to her. Summer could feel his orgasm nearing, as was hers. She held onto him tightly to conceal his thrusting, her eyes locking with his. 

Their bodies tensed as the crowd did. Summer’s mouth crashed onto Jimmy’s as confetti began to rain down on them under the sparkling lights. Couples around them kissed to bring in the new year, but Jimmy and Summer did not notice them at all. Their bodies pulsed and throbbed together, a quick orgasm washing over their bodies while they kissed.

Slowly disengaging, Summer tucked Jimmy back into his pants before kissing him again. He continued to hold her close, kissing her deeply and muttering “Happy New Year”. Smoothing her dress back down once the kiss ended, his hand folded over hers and he began to lead her out of the crowd. He had enough of crowds and revelry. He wanted to bring in the new year with his fiancée in the most perfect way possible. A quickie in Times Square was not it. She deserved so much better. He was going to give it to her. All night.



Walking into the bedroom, Jimmy stopped. His dark eyes went to his lover. A dark red satin sash covered her eyes; a black one tied her hands to the headboard above her head. Her body glimmered in the candlelight from the copious body oil he rubbed all over half an hour before. Her dark nipples remained puckered from his pinching prior to leaving the bedroom, begging for his attention. Though he had not bound her legs to the footboard, Summer’s thighs remained splayed open, letting him see the wetness of her arousal from her puffy sex. His cock twitched just at the sight of her.

He set down the bucket of ice on the nightstand silently. A few of the cubes shifted in the silver container, causing Summer’s face to turn towards the sound, but she did not speak. Glancing at her, Jimmy’s fingers touched the toys on the nightstand. He passed over floggers and whips. Though he had used them on her before, on the most recent tour, it seemed to harsh a treatment for the woman he was going to marry. Moreover, she did not need to be punished for craving his cock as much as he needed her pussy. 

Instead, he left the toys on the nightstand and picked up a nearby candle, before sitting on the bed. Jimmy leaned over and kissed Summer deeply, letting the candle tip ever so slightly over her right nipple. She gasped as the wax ran down the curve of her breast, encasing it in a fragile, wax spider web. Seeing how her nipple puckered even more at that treatment, Jimmy doused the other with the light wax, accidentally snuffing the flame.

Returning the no-longer burning candle to the nightstand, he retrieved the ice bucket and set it upon the bed next to Summer. Stretching out next to his bride-to-be, Jimmy leaned over and kissed her wax-covered nipple. Though she could hardly feel his lips, the pressure on her encased nipple sent a shudder through her body. She could hardly imagine what Jimmy would do next.

He plucked an ice cube from the bucket and placed it in the hollow above the beginning of her sternum. Before she could protest, not that she would, Jimmy set down a line of ice cubes down from the first one to her sex. Watching for a moment while the heat of her body began to melt the ice, causing it to slid off her body, Jimmy dug around in the ice bucket for another large ice cube. He parted her petals and circled her clit with the ice, causing Summer to gasp sharply. Smirking, he grabbed another few ice cubes and pushed them one-by-one into her steamy sex.

Crawling between her legs, he leaned down and licked her clit for a while, warming it back up with his tongue. Once she moaned, Jimmy glanced down at her entrance and watched a small ice cube slip out. With a slight smile and wanting to know how her icy heat would feel around his tumescent cock, he lined up to push in her. Without any warning at all, he aimed his weepy tip towards her and thrust fully in. They both gasped as his thrust drove the ice deeper into her hot body. Though she wanted to wrap her legs around him, to keep him from moving until the ice melted, Summer knew better than to resist. She bit down on her bottom lip, suppressing her moans as he began to move.

Leaning down, Jimmy kissed her mouth and guided her legs around his hips. He kept his thrusts quick and shallow. The pace rubbed Summer’s wax-covered breasts against his chest. The friction began to peel the wax from her skin, causing a completely different sensation. Jimmy began to moan, instantly eliciting a verbal response from Summer. He smiled slightly and pushed back onto his knees. Pulling completely out of her, he watched the wetness ooze out of her, staining the silk sheets. He tilted her hips and thrust back into her tight body.

“Oh god, Jimmy, I’m gonna…”

“Cum, princess,” he grunted, his balls slapping her body as he fucked her.

“Oh goooooooooooooooooooooooood,” she screamed, her body clamping around his cock.

Grunting, Jimmy pushed in two more times and pulled out quickly. Her orgasm oozed and squirted out of her body. Just watching her cum invited his orgasm to bubble. His fingers circled his erection and he stroked it slightly. Glancing up at Summer’s face, he realized she was still blindfolded and quickly reached up, snatching the scarf from her eyes. He stroked himself slowly, giving her a chance to adjust to the light. Her blue eyes met his and she smiled before glancing down at him.

“Oh, Jimmy, cum for me,” she requested softly.

“Yessss,” he breathed and increased his strokes.

With a few animalistic grunts, he aimed his orgasm directly at her wet sex. Hot streams of cream showered her pubic mound, a few overshooting and landing on her lower abdomen. Using his still throbbing and oozing cock, Jimmy smeared his cum on her skin and pushed it into her body. Summer moaned and squeezed down on the intrusion. He chuckled, his cock refusing to fully soften.

“More, Princess?” he began to push into her fully again.

“Untie me and I’ll show you,” she declared huskily.

“Not… just… yet…” he began to move more rapidly, his erection hardening in her juicy body.

Once they orgasmed again, Jimmy pulled away completely. He delicately plucked any remaining wax from Summer’s skin, kissing her irritated flesh gently. After rubbing ice all over her again, he dumped out the bucket in the sink and returned with champagne and cocaine. Sharing both with Summer, but still keeping her tied, Jimmy kissed her deeply. She strained slightly against her restraints, wanting to do more than just receive his love. Setting aside the champagne bottle, Jimmy turned her over and rubbed his body against hers. Still bound, a bit tighter with his rotation, Summer wiggled her ass, trying to entice him with her movement.

“Oh really?” he asked, kissing her spine. “You want more?”

“You know damn well I do, Mr. Page,” she hissed, pressing her hips towards his.

Jimmy smirked against her skin, “I would never deny my princess… for long.”



As sun filtered into the hotel suite, Jimmy finally untied Summer. She glared at him and quickly scrambled out of the bed and into the bathroom. Hearing the toilet flush a minute later, Jimmy was touched with remorse for keeping her tied up for six hours. It was not the longest he had ever tied someone, but it was the longest he had bound her. Coupling that with feeding her champagne, he should have released her hours before.

Summer glared at him again when she returned to the bedroom, “My shoulders are so fucking sore, Jimmy.”

He frowned and sat up, “I’m so sorry, Princess. Let me massage them.”

Eyeing him for a moment, she acquiesced and sat on the edge of the bed next to him. Jimmy quickly squeezed massage oil into his hands and moved to massage her shoulders. He did truly feel bad. He had gotten carried away. He would have to make it up to her.

“Summer, I’m sorry,” he muttered. “How can I make it up to you?”

She sighed, slight arousal in her voice, “Keep doing that.”

“With pleasure,” he stated, moving to her other shoulder.

“And then lay back down.”

“Princess?”

“It’s my turn to tie you up."