Fic: Primeval: Slings and Arrows
Jan. 9th, 2011 09:24 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bigtitchTitle: Slings and Arrows
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
bigtitch
Characters: Stephen/Cutter
Rating: NC-17, pwp – explicit slash
Word count: 320
Disclaimer: Not mine, no names, no packdrill.
A/N: Written fortelperion_15 as part of the Christmas Kink Challenge.
Nick really wasn’t sure the sex-sling Stephen and he had bought themselves for Christmas had been a good idea after all. On the one hand it was sturdily made and promised hours of fun and enjoyment throughout the year. On the other hand, Stephen had him securely fastened in it and there was no way he could break free (which he didn’t actually want to) or move a hand to touch his cock (which he really, really did want to.)
Actually it wasn’t want, it was need. His cock was erect, leaking and bobbing hopefully above his stomach, but he couldn’t touch it and Stephen wouldn’t. Stephen was busy with the thick vibrator that had been Cutter’s present to him last year. The vibrator was set to random pulse and was being pressed against his prostate in a way that was driving him crazy with pleasure, but not sustained enough to actually make him come.
Cutter had begged until he was hoarse, but Stephen wasn’t listening. He appeared to be intent on either driving his lover insane or killing him. Or possibly both.
“Stephen!” Cutter cried.
This time Stephen relented, he turned the vibrator’s speed to a constant one and held it against Cutter’s prostate.
The pleasure streamed through every cell in Cutter’s body and peaked. He came, yelling and thrashing against his restraints, every inch of him on fire.
“There!” Stephen said. “I told you it would be worth the wait.”
Cutter didn’t have the energy to reply, but Stephen was a dead man.
Author:
bigtitchCharacters: Stephen/Cutter
Rating: NC-17, pwp – explicit slash
Word count: 320
Disclaimer: Not mine, no names, no packdrill.
A/N: Written for
telperion_15 as part of the Christmas Kink Challenge.Nick really wasn’t sure the sex-sling Stephen and he had bought themselves for Christmas had been a good idea after all. On the one hand it was sturdily made and promised hours of fun and enjoyment throughout the year. On the other hand, Stephen had him securely fastened in it and there was no way he could break free (which he didn’t actually want to) or move a hand to touch his cock (which he really, really did want to.)
Actually it wasn’t want, it was need. His cock was erect, leaking and bobbing hopefully above his stomach, but he couldn’t touch it and Stephen wouldn’t. Stephen was busy with the thick vibrator that had been Cutter’s present to him last year. The vibrator was set to random pulse and was being pressed against his prostate in a way that was driving him crazy with pleasure, but not sustained enough to actually make him come.
Cutter had begged until he was hoarse, but Stephen wasn’t listening. He appeared to be intent on either driving his lover insane or killing him. Or possibly both.
“Stephen!” Cutter cried.
This time Stephen relented, he turned the vibrator’s speed to a constant one and held it against Cutter’s prostate.
The pleasure streamed through every cell in Cutter’s body and peaked. He came, yelling and thrashing against his restraints, every inch of him on fire.
“There!” Stephen said. “I told you it would be worth the wait.”
Cutter didn’t have the energy to reply, but Stephen was a dead man.
