[ The result is immediately, as Anduin lifts his head and twists, trying in vain to pull away. Even if he put his full strength into it, he's not sure he could, with the hold Jacob has on him.
[ Those fingers continue to tease, circling over the ring of muscle, still slightly slick but not as much as he had been before. He doesn't try and sink into Anduin, just wants to keep him on edge. ]
You did, didn't you? Was it nice? Tell me that you liked it, pet. Is your pretty cock still hard? Is it still dripping?
[ He bites into his lower lip, refusing to answer. Refusing to give him that while he refuses to either draw back or sink deeper. Instead they dance the edge, the balance still swaying, his stomach growing tighter with anticipation trying to reason what will come next.
Still far too eager to think his way out of this. ]
The blond makes a hitched, startled noise, eyes going wide as he goes stiff. The sting lances up through his already attentive nerves, bright and sharp and fading to a warm burn that spread under his already-reddening skin.
The sting lessens, fades, and with it goes the stiffness in his shoulders. Again that peak, the plateau of waiting, not knowing...snap. Tension broken. ]
[ The stiffening of Anduin's frame makes Jacob pause, uncertain if he's gone to far. It wasn't all that had a spank, but it doesn't need to be, to ruin the mood or cause hurt. So he gives it a moment to fade, the touch to Anduin's back tender and full of care, waiting to make sure all is well.
It seems to be, and so his hand goes back to the fading pink mark he's left, fingers stroking, and spanks Anduin again.]
[ That was not a hurt noise, half moan and half gasp, as the blond's head drops lower. Drinking in the tender touches that follow, smoothing over abused skin that can easily be healed later. He can take it.
But it's about more than the brief sting of discomfort. This is meant to humble him. To demonstrate who exactly is in charge, here. ]
[ A third swot, once more in the same place, the mark of his hand all the more apparent now. He can't help but admire it for a moment, letting Anduin catch his breath, and then spanking him again, heavier. ]
Are you still hard, pet? Is your cock dripping? Tell me.
[ It stands out heavily against his pale skin, that mark. The heat of it rises, radiates from where he's been struck, but Jacob has his number it seems.
With another soft, shaky gasp of air, his head bobs in a nod. Not a verbal response, but acknowledging the truth he won't say. The ache commanding his attention that he still refuses to confess to, holding out just that little inch more.
[ No, not bad at all. Another strained gasp escapes into the air as he shudders hard, and it feels like he's never ached so hard in his life. Whatever Jacob needs to hear, he wants to give him, if only it meant relief. ]
[ Jacob nods, and hi hands move to begin undoing the belt that has kept Anduin's arms tied at his back. A little relief, to get the blood flowing, to let him get up off the floor.
Jacob helps him to his feet, careful to keep his hands far from Anduin's cock, which really is a mess. He looks like he might burst at any moment.
He sits the younger man on the edge of the bed, before reaching for the pillows and pulling them into the middle of the bed.]
I want you face down. Arse in the air, legs spread. You understand me? Or I'll tie that dick up and I'll never let you cum.
[ As soon as he's free his arms are pulled forward, a quick word healing the ache in his shoulders from having them held back for so long. Notably? He doesn't heal those bright red handprints on his ass.
Instead, a little sullen, he lets himself be pulled upright, moving towards the unfamiliar bed before obeying the order without hesitation. His knees sink to rest on the mattress's edge, spread wide, as his head lowers to the pillow and his arms wrap around the cushion for support.
It feels debased. Humiliating. There on display for him, shiny and slick around his hole, shutting his eyes against the pillow and just...waiting. ]
No more whining, pet? No more pouting? I must have broken you in.
[ He says, letting Anduin get comfortable, admiring the curve of his back, the gorgeous marks on his arse that are going to turn into lovely bruises, aside from one side is far more red than the other.
A few hard slaps evens that up, gives him an excuse to look at Anduin's pretty tight pucker. ]
I've been planning this. Bought some nice new toys for you.
[ Which he pulls from the bedside cabinet, a soft black egg-shaped thing and it's remote. He rips open the package, setting it down on the bed close to Anduin's pillows, so he can see it.
And then he spits on his fingers, using that small amount of slick to tease against Anduin's exposed hole.]
[ Fingers dig in tight, tension fluttering through him once more at those additional slaps. Muscles draw taut, including that ring of muscle Jacob is admiring so, before he manages to take a few deep breaths and relax himself again. It's strange, the way he feels sort of floaty at the moment, out of his own skin despite still feeling all of this. All of it, it's just...
He swallows tightly at the word 'toys', finally looking back to see the strange-looking device before whining soft in the back of his throat, as Jacob's fingers easily slip in to that pre-slickened hole. ]
[ He leans down, those fingers sliding deeper, slowly deeper, his other hand on Anduin's hip as he presses his lips against the prominent mark. ]
That's why I took you. So pretty, so blond. And those blue eyes, like the sky? I couldn't resist. And now you're getting used to it, I can find you a nice collar and a leash, maybe a cage for your cock, and keep you as my pet.
[ His fingers sink a little deeper, a little faster, enjoying this almost as much as when he had his cock in Anduin's mouth.]
Don't you think it would be nice? You stay here with me, and I'll look after you. Fuck you every day, feed you the very best, stroke your hair, keep you happy. That's what you want. What you've always wanted.
[ Jacob gives him what he wants, more of those fingers, broad and blunt and deep, just moving steadily to build that pleasure. He's being careful, making sure he doesn't give Anduin too much. He doesn't want him to cum yet, doesn't want to spoil the fun.
So as he feels Anduin really getting into it, really moving in earnest, he pulls his fingers free.]
[ But he tries to back the word back before it escapes, turning back into the pillow with a deep, steadying breath. It's alright. Jacob will take care of him, he just needs to do what he's told.
At least as long as he's able to, before the other drives him mad. Which is apparently the goal, here. ]
[ Jacob's hand strokes Anduin's hip, soothing him.]
No no, you relax. Breathe.
[ And then that hand moves to take lube from the self same bedside cabinet, popping off the lid and dribbling it between Anduin's cheeks, using it to slide his fingers in deeper and faster, reaching for the egg, and beginning to slick that too. ]
This is going to feel big. Keep that arse in the air.
[ And he eases his fingers out, replacing them instantly with the egg, pressing it in deep.]
[ Breathe, he says, and Anduin knows the truth of it. Another deep breath, sinking lower and settling as the warm, calloused hand soothes him down to his bones. The pressure of his fingers returns soon after, more wet added to that already present, and the noise is downright filthy.
Slick-slick-slick, his body humming with desire as his nails dig into the pillowcase, and then something else presses in, instead. Smooth, cold and thick, thicker than his fingers had been. ]
[ Quite a lot thicker, and without that same give that flesh has. Instead it keeps Anduin open in a different way, and allows Jacob to just enjoy the sight of him, legs spread, balls and cock hanging heavy, hole slick and hips trembling. He really wants to lean in, catch that aching length in his mouth and just drain Anduin of everything he has.
But that's not the plan. Instead, he presses the button on the other end of the egg, beginning the slight vibration. ]
That's it. You're a good pet, such a good submissive. Aren't you, Anduin?
[ The response is wordless and immediate, a pitched whine he doesn't immediately recognize as his own. With a flick of a switch, the hum of the toy becomes the only thing he can focus on, thrumming slow and heavy as his cock gives another plaintive twitch, leaking pre-come against the sheets.
His toes curl, thighs going tense, and tightening around it only seems to increase the intensity of the buzzing. ]
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Good. Good... ]
I did what you asked!
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You did, didn't you? Was it nice? Tell me that you liked it, pet. Is your pretty cock still hard? Is it still dripping?
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[ He bites into his lower lip, refusing to answer. Refusing to give him that while he refuses to either draw back or sink deeper. Instead they dance the edge, the balance still swaying, his stomach growing tighter with anticipation trying to reason what will come next.
Still far too eager to think his way out of this. ]
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[ His fingers move away and instead he slaps the flat of his hand against Anduin's arse.]
Here I was, willing to finger you until you got off... but if you're going to be rude, I'll have to be rude too.
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The blond makes a hitched, startled noise, eyes going wide as he goes stiff. The sting lances up through his already attentive nerves, bright and sharp and fading to a warm burn that spread under his already-reddening skin.
The sting lessens, fades, and with it goes the stiffness in his shoulders. Again that peak, the plateau of waiting, not knowing...snap. Tension broken. ]
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It seems to be, and so his hand goes back to the fading pink mark he's left, fingers stroking, and spanks Anduin again.]
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[ That was not a hurt noise, half moan and half gasp, as the blond's head drops lower. Drinking in the tender touches that follow, smoothing over abused skin that can easily be healed later. He can take it.
But it's about more than the brief sting of discomfort. This is meant to humble him. To demonstrate who exactly is in charge, here. ]
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Are you still hard, pet? Is your cock dripping? Tell me.
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With another soft, shaky gasp of air, his head bobs in a nod. Not a verbal response, but acknowledging the truth he won't say. The ache commanding his attention that he still refuses to confess to, holding out just that little inch more.
And knowing the consequence for doing so. ]
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[ He doesn't spank again. Not in the same place. Instead his hand lands on the opposite cheek, where Anduin's skin is still so pale in comparison. ]
Say it out loud. Say it, and we'll do something about it.
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[ The word is pitched, tremulous, as he jerks again and shivers, breath starting to come unsteadily once more. ]
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Was that so bad? I don't think it was at all.
[ And then he squeezes Anduin's arse, enjoying the hot tender press of that flesh against his palm. ]
Do you want to come for me, pet? I bet you do.
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Yes...
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Jacob helps him to his feet, careful to keep his hands far from Anduin's cock, which really is a mess. He looks like he might burst at any moment.
He sits the younger man on the edge of the bed, before reaching for the pillows and pulling them into the middle of the bed.]
I want you face down. Arse in the air, legs spread. You understand me? Or I'll tie that dick up and I'll never let you cum.
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Instead, a little sullen, he lets himself be pulled upright, moving towards the unfamiliar bed before obeying the order without hesitation. His knees sink to rest on the mattress's edge, spread wide, as his head lowers to the pillow and his arms wrap around the cushion for support.
It feels debased. Humiliating. There on display for him, shiny and slick around his hole, shutting his eyes against the pillow and just...waiting. ]
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[ He says, letting Anduin get comfortable, admiring the curve of his back, the gorgeous marks on his arse that are going to turn into lovely bruises, aside from one side is far more red than the other.
A few hard slaps evens that up, gives him an excuse to look at Anduin's pretty tight pucker. ]
I've been planning this. Bought some nice new toys for you.
[ Which he pulls from the bedside cabinet, a soft black egg-shaped thing and it's remote. He rips open the package, setting it down on the bed close to Anduin's pillows, so he can see it.
And then he spits on his fingers, using that small amount of slick to tease against Anduin's exposed hole.]
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[ Fingers dig in tight, tension fluttering through him once more at those additional slaps. Muscles draw taut, including that ring of muscle Jacob is admiring so, before he manages to take a few deep breaths and relax himself again. It's strange, the way he feels sort of floaty at the moment, out of his own skin despite still feeling all of this. All of it, it's just...
He swallows tightly at the word 'toys', finally looking back to see the strange-looking device before whining soft in the back of his throat, as Jacob's fingers easily slip in to that pre-slickened hole. ]
I'm not...your pet...
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[ He leans down, those fingers sliding deeper, slowly deeper, his other hand on Anduin's hip as he presses his lips against the prominent mark. ]
That's why I took you. So pretty, so blond. And those blue eyes, like the sky? I couldn't resist. And now you're getting used to it, I can find you a nice collar and a leash, maybe a cage for your cock, and keep you as my pet.
[ His fingers sink a little deeper, a little faster, enjoying this almost as much as when he had his cock in Anduin's mouth.]
Don't you think it would be nice? You stay here with me, and I'll look after you. Fuck you every day, feed you the very best, stroke your hair, keep you happy. That's what you want. What you've always wanted.
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There's a low, soft moan, and then his hips press back against the steady push of those blunt fingers. Seeking more. Quietly pleading for it. ]
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So as he feels Anduin really getting into it, really moving in earnest, he pulls his fingers free.]
A bit more lube I think.
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[ But he tries to back the word back before it escapes, turning back into the pillow with a deep, steadying breath. It's alright. Jacob will take care of him, he just needs to do what he's told.
At least as long as he's able to, before the other drives him mad. Which is apparently the goal, here. ]
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No no, you relax. Breathe.
[ And then that hand moves to take lube from the self same bedside cabinet, popping off the lid and dribbling it between Anduin's cheeks, using it to slide his fingers in deeper and faster, reaching for the egg, and beginning to slick that too. ]
This is going to feel big. Keep that arse in the air.
[ And he eases his fingers out, replacing them instantly with the egg, pressing it in deep.]
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Slick-slick-slick, his body humming with desire as his nails dig into the pillowcase, and then something else presses in, instead. Smooth, cold and thick, thicker than his fingers had been. ]
Nnngh...
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But that's not the plan. Instead, he presses the button on the other end of the egg, beginning the slight vibration. ]
That's it. You're a good pet, such a good submissive. Aren't you, Anduin?
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His toes curl, thighs going tense, and tightening around it only seems to increase the intensity of the buzzing. ]
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