@willmackcrush i heard you wanted puppy suptop will :)
mack who notices the way will always tends to get a little flustered when mack bosses him around. a faint flush blooming on his cheeks and his eyes glossing over whenever mack beckons him over with a crook of his fingers or orders him to do something for him. the way will obeys without question, like it’s second nature for him to fulfil every single one of mack’s wishes. like he’s a loyal dog who just wants to please its owner. and he reminds mack of one, too. the way he always looks at mack after doing what mack asked of him, lips parted and eyes expectant, almost like he’s waiting to be told he did good, like a puppy who just accomplished a trick and is waiting for their treat.
will seems almost desperate to please mack, sometimes, and mack wants to see how far he can get him to go.
a plan starts forming in his mind.
he decides to put it into action on a rare day off when they’re watching a movie on the couch. he’s lounging back into a corner of the couch, will mirroring his position, tucked into the opposite corner with his legs spread and his arms resting along the back of it. he looks good, and for a second, mack considers getting down in between will’s legs to get his mouth around his cock.
but tonight isn’t about that. so he makes a small noise, humming quietly in the back of his throat, and watches will immediately turn to him, like a dog hearing a whistle.
“you know,” mack starts, feeling his lips starting to creep into a smirk. “i think the guys were right to call you kibble. it fits you.”
will tilts his head to the side, slowly registering the words. puppy, mack’s mind supplies. his eyebrows twist into a slight frown, probably confused as to where mack is going with this. “it does?” he asks quietly.
mack can’t help the way his smirk widens, teasing and definitely a little mean. “yeah, you’re kinda like a puppy. follow me ‘round like one too.”
he watches as will’s eyes widen, his cheeks taking on that familiar flush and his lips parting, his throat bobbing when he swallows audibly. “i- i do?” the words come out almost breathless.
slowly, his movements almost languid, mack crawls across the couch until he settles on will’s lap. he feels will’s eyes on will the entire time, gaze burning with heat and blatant need, despite his obvious confusion.
“mack- what-“ will ‘s voice cracks, his eyes frantically searching mack’s face as his hands hover over mack’s hips, unsure of what to do with them.
mack pays will’s confusion no mind, letting his weight drop onto his lap, grinning when he feels the hard length pressing against his ass. he coos softly when will makes a chocked off little noise akin to a whimper, his hands scrambling to grab onto mack’s hips. he reaches a hand to rest it along the delicate line of will’s throat, not pressing down, simply there, letting will feel the weight of it, while the other pats his cheek softly, like one would a dog. he feels will’s throat bob under his hand as he swallows heavily, watches as will’s eyes flutter shut.
“yeah, puppy.” he croons softly, a little condescending. “always do anything i ask, sometimes even without me having to say a word. so desperate to please me, aren’t you?”
will’s hips buck under him, uncontrollably and so unbelievably needy, lips parted around a sweet sweet whine as he nods fervently. he’s completely gone already, more than mack could have ever imagined he would be. “yeah- yeah, mackie. i’d do anything for you, whatever you want, just wanna please you.” he whimpers softly, opening his eyes to meet mack’s, full of eagerness and something that looks dangerously close to devotion. mack wants to break him.
mack uses the grip he has on will’s cheek to turn his head to the side, letting his lips brush against will’s ear. “i know how you can please me, pup.” he taunts as he rocks his hips once, his ass dragging along the throbbing length of will’s cock.
will whines, high and sweet and full of awing disbelief, his hands trembling where they’re holding onto mack’s hips when he understands what mack is entailing.
“you’re gonna be good for me? gonna sit there and let me use your cock like you’re my own personal little toy. aren’t you, puppy?” mack purrs against will’s ear, his smirk widening when will keens softly into his neck.
“yeah- mackie, please. promise, i’ll be so good.” will whimpers, sounding on the verge of tears from how desperate he is.
and will makes good on his promise, being so good as he lets mack attack his mouth with his own, even licking into mack’s mouth like a little pup trying to give kisses, obeying immediately when mack tells him to undress the both of them, keening so sweetly when he finds mack’s hole already stretched and ready for his cock, begging so prettily to please, please, can i put in it, whimpering and crying into the crook of mack’s neck as mack fucks himself on will’s cock, slow and teasing and focusing on his own pleasure as will holds onto his waist tightly, overwhelmed and babbling about how it’s too much, about how good mack feels and how tight he is around his cock, thanking mack over and over for using him, tears and drool wetting the skin of mack’s neck as mack pets his hair soothingly and praises him for doing so good, pup, and “so sweet when you let me use you, my good boy” “oh, such a desperate little thing, aren’t you, puppy?” “such a pretty pup, so gone just from feeling me ‘round your cock” “gonna fill me up, breed your pups into me, baby?”
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