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goodfellow) wrote2010-03-28 12:44 pm
for Tereus (NSFW)
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"So, am I handcuffing you to the furniture here or did you really have some place in mind?" Tereus said right before he swallowed Robin's answer in a deep kiss.
Robin started to answer, but it turned into a mumbled "Mmmph!" into the kiss. He sagged a little against Tereus, appreciating the feeling of those strong arms around him - and by strong, he meant like two tree trunks of rock hard muscle.
"Bed," he rasped when the kiss broke, and then regained some of his control and grabbed Tereus' hand, pulling him back by the bedroom. "You'll like my bed; it's specced for orgies."
He wasn't joking about that, either; the bed was gigantic, with a headboard sculpted of curling wrought-iron pieces perfect for clicking handcuffs of tying ropes around. The bed was made only because Robin had a housekeeper, the wine-red silk sheets pulled neatly over the mattress.
"So, am I handcuffing you to the furniture here or did you really have some place in mind?" Tereus said right before he swallowed Robin's answer in a deep kiss.
Robin started to answer, but it turned into a mumbled "Mmmph!" into the kiss. He sagged a little against Tereus, appreciating the feeling of those strong arms around him - and by strong, he meant like two tree trunks of rock hard muscle.
"Bed," he rasped when the kiss broke, and then regained some of his control and grabbed Tereus' hand, pulling him back by the bedroom. "You'll like my bed; it's specced for orgies."
He wasn't joking about that, either; the bed was gigantic, with a headboard sculpted of curling wrought-iron pieces perfect for clicking handcuffs of tying ropes around. The bed was made only because Robin had a housekeeper, the wine-red silk sheets pulled neatly over the mattress.

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Then, he removed the specific handcuff key and tossing it to Robin to land on his chest, headed for the door. "You can keep the cuffs."
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The insane part was that though he'd obviously pushed a button - which he was concededly extremely good at doing - he hadn't actually been trying to do so.
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Tereus didn't want to walk out. Robin was an attractive man. Obnoxious, mouthy, arrogant, but attractive. "Nor am I interested in any hatesex plans you have. I tend to get hard, and stay hard, when there's a little respect shown. Of which...you've shown me none."
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Though whatever he'd done, he was not about to apologize. Robin didn't do apologies, and he didn't grovel. If Tereus left, he'd be pissed off and horny - but he could also walk outside his building and snap his fingers and have someone in his bed in a second.
Though that seemed like a lot of effort when there was a gorgeous man standing right there. And he had all this indignant energy that Robin just knew he could put to excellent use.
"I don't disrespect you," he managed grudgingly. "I'm just..." He bit back the urge to say 'a puck' and instead finished, "Look, I'm an equal opportunity asshole. And I swear..." He smiled. "I can keep you hard."
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He made a show of thinking about it, even though he'd made up his mind to give it another shot, also planning to make use of the gags.
Finally, he let out a breath and walked back into the room to stand at the end of the bed. He dropped his keys again, along with his shirt. Toeing off his boots, he unbuttoned his jeans and shoved them down off his hips, leaving him in his underwear. He'd lost some of his erection but it was quickly coming back. That impish, arrogant, confident, cocky smile saw to that. He palmed over his dick and stood there just looking at Robin, considering what he'd do.
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"Now you're just being cruel, making me watch that," he purred. "You can put that in your own hand any time."
He pulled on the handcuffs once more, though this time it was in an attempt to reposition his body, arching his back in a way that he knew looked rather enticing.
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"Oh come on," he purred then, licking his lips. "Part of you likes my mouth a little, right? It can say such pretty, filthy things."
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He lifted to kneeling and worked with the silk until he was satisfied he had a suitable gag. Once satisfied with it, he placed it very deliberately to the side and picked up the lube, giving Robin another discerning look while he slicked up the vibrating...thing.
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"Vanilla, huh," he murmured.
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Once the probe was appropriately prepared he left it on Robin's stomach and finished undressing the bound man. All his movements were perfunctory, disciplined, and businesslike. No seduction, no playing or teasing. That would come later.
Back between Robin's legs, Tereus used his knees mid point up his thighs to force Robin open wide. He kept his gaze intent on watching Robin as he picked up the probe again and slid it in only partway in Robin's ass, making sure it provided just a bit of a stretch...and waited.
"Tell me you want me to fuck you."
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"I want you to fuck me," he said, rolling his hips in a shameless attempt to provide friction against the object. "Though I'd rather you fuck me with that glorious cock of yours, since being inside me will be more pleasure than you ever thought possible. Even without the use of my hands I can make you come so hard you forget your name."
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"I only beg if that's part of the game," he managed to grind out, gasping a little. "You can't pretend you don't want it as much as I do."
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Just a statement of fact.
"Tell me you want me to fuck you and say please."
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Really, best not to risk it, though.
"I want you to fuck me," he said, and then gritted his teeth, grinding out, "Please."
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For this time, he wanted to let Robin know that he intended to follow through on his promises...and his threats.
A couple of swift strokes later, Tereus released him, both dick and mouth and went back to his position between Robin's legs to slide the probe in further.
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And when it ended, he made a soft, keening sound of protest - which then turned to a soft, keening sound of pleasure when the vibrating object pushed farther inside him. "Maybe I should have insisted on you in handcuffs," he rasped out, though he didn't sound upset about the current situation.
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He suddenly wished that he could tangle his fingers in Tereus' hair, but the desire for that actually made him appreciate the sharp bite of the metal handcuffs against his skin.
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