[ 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. ]
[ It's music to Jacob's ears, the whine and the buzz of the motor. His fingers stroke over Anduin's hip, and the other hand presses the button that controls the intensity of the vibration, taking it up a level.
Up. And up. And the suddenly all the way back down. Just because he can. Just to make Anduin wait a little longer, to delay that inevitable orgasm a few more seconds.]
It feels like agony, stripped away from release seconds before hitting it full-force, and he shudders hard under Jacob's hand with a miserable moan, arching higher as if that will aid him in any way. ]
[ Before the tension twists him too tight. Before the ache becomes unbearable. Pride is forgotten and set aside as he appeals to this stranger, this man he knows, loves, his captor and his lover, to have mercy. ]
[ It takes precious few seconds after that, before he's shaking and clutching tight at the sheets, coming untouched across the fabric with a broken sound falling from his lips. Everything's awash with sensation, the tension breaking at long last, and he's floating so high, so deep, so far from everything...
Or he isn't, and he's still knelt in a strange bed, prone and panting and a complete mess. But he doesn't care, and it's still buzzing inside of him, pushing from relief to too much. ]
[ It's a beautiful thing to behold, Anduin coming to pieces there in front of him, trembling and panting, his cock throbbing and emptying over the sheets. There's a sheen of sweat on his skin and Jacob can't resist leaning in to kiss the young Kings hip, just to begin the praise Anduin deserves for all of this.
He turns the toy off, easing it from Anduin's oversensitive body and carries on his line of kisses up his side, across his ribs, fingers moving to stroke his hair yet again. How can he resist when it's so gold and in such disarray?]
You're perfect Anduin. You looked better than I'd imagined, so bloody beautiful. You want to lay down? You can rest love, catch your breath.
[ As the toy's pulled away, he finally starts to sink, to settle. Lying down sounds perfect, but then so does the warm praise washing over him as Jacob's fingers stroke against his skin.
Drawing his legs in, he tips onto his side, avoiding the mess beneath him for the most part and collapsing half-curled onto the bed, turning his head to look up at Jacob with half-open, hazy eyes. ]
[ Another quiet sigh is his answer, as Anduin takes a deep breath and lets his eyes shut. Focus settles on the thrumming of his nerves, of every fiber in his body, alive and glowing and content in the moment.
Having Jacob against him is all he could ask for now, but he can wait. He'll come back, he's certain of it. ]
[ Jacob won't go away for long, just enough to go to the end suite, soak a cloth in warm water and bring it back. Then the can at least clean Anduin of any stickiness before it becomes too unpleasant, tossing the cloth onto the pile of Jacob's clothes so deal with later.
Then he slides up against Anduin, arms around him, pressing kisses into his hair, over his brow and against his cheeks.]
[ Quietly he shakes his head, before tucking himself in further against Jacob. A little awkward considering the man's smaller frame, but it's easy enough to simply press into the comforting hold, threading his legs between his.
Slowly, his heart begins to steady, as does his breath. Though he still feels slightly untethered from himself, Jacob's presence is all he needs to feel secure. Enough to allow himself to remain still and rest, if only for a few moments more. ]
[ He may be shorter but he is broad, strong and his personality takes up a great deal of room. But he doesn't try to crowd Anduin now, only hold onto him, praise him and make him feel as loved and as special as Jacob knows him to be. ]
We're just gonna lay here a while, you can catch your breath. And we'll go again if you like.
[ Slowly he starts to come back to himself, eyes flickering open. He doesn't move too far, just leans in to press a kiss to the curve of Jacob's shoulder. Then higher, against the slope of his throat.
It feels as if the game is up now, so there's no reservation in winding his arm around Jacob and pulling him closer still. Maybe he'll have it in him later, but right now? This is good. This is perfect.
One question does filter into the back of his mind, murmured quietly against his skin. ]
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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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Up. And up. And the suddenly all the way back down. Just because he can. Just to make Anduin wait a little longer, to delay that inevitable orgasm a few more seconds.]
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It feels like agony, stripped away from release seconds before hitting it full-force, and he shudders hard under Jacob's hand with a miserable moan, arching higher as if that will aid him in any way. ]
No, no no no...please...
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[ He knows, oh he knows. But he likes to hear it, and he turns the vibration up just a little bit more.]
Tell me what you want.
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[ Before the tension twists him too tight. Before the ache becomes unbearable. Pride is forgotten and set aside as he appeals to this stranger, this man he knows, loves, his captor and his lover, to have mercy. ]
Please...
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[ He turned it up again, letting the buzz grow loud, feeling the vibration through the cable and into the control.]
Come for me love.
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Or he isn't, and he's still knelt in a strange bed, prone and panting and a complete mess. But he doesn't care, and it's still buzzing inside of him, pushing from relief to too much. ]
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He turns the toy off, easing it from Anduin's oversensitive body and carries on his line of kisses up his side, across his ribs, fingers moving to stroke his hair yet again. How can he resist when it's so gold and in such disarray?]
You're perfect Anduin. You looked better than I'd imagined, so bloody beautiful. You want to lay down? You can rest love, catch your breath.
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[ As the toy's pulled away, he finally starts to sink, to settle. Lying down sounds perfect, but then so does the warm praise washing over him as Jacob's fingers stroke against his skin.
Drawing his legs in, he tips onto his side, avoiding the mess beneath him for the most part and collapsing half-curled onto the bed, turning his head to look up at Jacob with half-open, hazy eyes. ]
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Let me go get something to clean you up, alright? Then we'll cuddle. You did so well pet. You deserve a rest.
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Having Jacob against him is all he could ask for now, but he can wait. He'll come back, he's certain of it. ]
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Then he slides up against Anduin, arms around him, pressing kisses into his hair, over his brow and against his cheeks.]
You feel okay? Don't hurt at all?
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Slowly, his heart begins to steady, as does his breath. Though he still feels slightly untethered from himself, Jacob's presence is all he needs to feel secure. Enough to allow himself to remain still and rest, if only for a few moments more. ]
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[ He may be shorter but he is broad, strong and his personality takes up a great deal of room. But he doesn't try to crowd Anduin now, only hold onto him, praise him and make him feel as loved and as special as Jacob knows him to be. ]
We're just gonna lay here a while, you can catch your breath. And we'll go again if you like.
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It feels as if the game is up now, so there's no reservation in winding his arm around Jacob and pulling him closer still. Maybe he'll have it in him later, but right now? This is good. This is perfect.
One question does filter into the back of his mind, murmured quietly against his skin. ]
Who's house is this?
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