kinktober day 2 : stomach bulge
A/N: prompts by @/a_blk_a on twt! also oh my god i've been thinking about this allll day i was so excited to write this i hope you guys enjoy
modern!wriolyney: lyneyâs a criminal, one that purposely gets himself caught just to see that big buff officer again and again, until wriothesley couldnât understand why; lyney just wants his dick inside his hole and make it disappear like magic.
"lyney moaned as wriothesleyâs hand found itself reaching a bump on his stomach where his dick is thrusting into. ahh, wriothesley smiled to himself."
the door opens and a blonde man in handcuffs is brought through the door. the eyes of officers around the police station dart to the criminal, and question marks are sounded out through sighs of confusion.Â
âhow many times has he been brought in?â
the policeman who had caught him had eyes of regret, almost as if he didnât want to take the poor guy in for questioning. not out of pity for him, but for the man whoâs name he was about to call out.
âchief wriothesley!â the man called out, still holding to his captiveâs arm. âwe got somebody here for you.â
almost as if from the shadows of a random hallway, wriothesley appeared from the dark, his dark grey hair and scruffy, stubbly chin in full view now. as his tight uniform fitted onto his huge pecs and muscular body, the blonde captive criminal smiled, as if happy to be caught for a crime.
âyou?â wriothesley seemed surprised, but his tone was the same nonchalant and indifferent tone that he used everyday. âah, why am i even surprised.â
âchief, i caught him pickpocketing on the streets.â the policeman reported, and hesitated before he spoke next. âhe almost outran me, but he said he would comply if it meant he got to meet you.â
wriothesleyâs eyebrow rose at this. âsame as always with this guy. didnât know i got fans.â
âthe nameâs lyney, sir wriothesley.â the blonde man finally spoke, the handcuffs jingling as he raised both his hands, but extended a palm in offer for a handshake.Â
shaking his hand, wriothesley chuckled in confusion. this guy is acting way too friendly for someone who just got caught for a crime. nevertheless, as per the policemanâs statement, he decided to take lyney in for questioning despite the small crime.Â
âyou sure do have a rolodex of crimes, huh?â wriothesley said as the door locked shut. âvandalism, shoplifting, public indecency and now pickpocketing. you having fun, kid?â
âiâm actually not a kid,â lyney spoke, raising a hand lightly as if he was a child in a classroom. âiâm about 23 this year. which makes me very legal. iâm very legal and of age.â
wriothesley racked his head looking at this guyâs file. why is he so adamant on committing a crime and asking for wriothesley personally?Â
âso why.. exactly do you ask for me? you know, these arenât really big crimes. they usually call me out for murders and the really important stuff. and besides, you donât do crimes for yourself.. what iâm hearing is you are so obvious doing them itâs like you want to get caught. got a crush on me or somethinâ?â
â...yeah,â lyney simply said, his face still poker, as if he was nonchalant about admitting his crush on the big scruffy man infront of him. âi want you, wriothesley.â
wriothesley was taken aback by this confidence, and his front almost wavered. the boy was handsome, and his confidence didnât help that much in making him seem extremely attractive. god, iâm pent up, wriothesley thought to himself. nevertheless, he still had to do his job. slamming the documents on the table, lyney flinched as wriothesley sat on the table top and leaned in closer to lyney.
âyou will call me officer.â wriothesley commanded, hoping to take lyney out of his delusion that he can score a man like this. but as wriothesley did so, he realised he may have made it worse. the boy in front of him was a blushing mess, his face suddenly red and hot and sweaty, almost as if embarrassed. as wriothesley looked down, he realised the bulging and throbbing boner that lyney had in his leather shorts, a tent growing inside. â...what the heck? you like that? being commanded?â
lyney nodded. ây-yes.. sir..â
jesus, he thought to himself. lyneyâs whimper only made wriothesleyâs own cock start growing hard. âŠfuck it.
wriothesley sighed, and left the room in a rush. lyney grew confused, wondering where he went. in less than a minute, wriothesley came back and locked the door again.Â
âno oneâs watching. letâs make this quick, hm?â
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âyouâre⊠bigger than i expected,â lyney moaned as wriothesleyâs tip slowly penetrated the formerâs ass, the lube overflowing from the amount needed for lyney to fully let the huge cock that was owned by the chief of police inside of him. wriothesley, wearing nothing but the tie that he bit to hold up, hanging from his mouth as he grit his teeth.
â...fuck youâre tight. jesus fucking christ.â wriothesley groaned, he slowly pushed in more, and lyneyâs breathy gasp followed by the squeeze on wriothesleyâs arm made wriothesley want to pound that ass until lyney couldnât breathe from way his hole was being roughed up so hard he would have an asthma attack. âand your ass is smaller than my dick expected.â
after pushing it all in quickly to spare lyney, lyney whimpered and let out tiny, breathy moans as his toes curled from the pain and the pleasure of having a dick so big in him that he felt like heâs reaching his intestines. as the slick sound of lube squelched as wriothesley brought it out again, lyney could already feel the effect of fitting that cock into his tiny hole. already feeling empty just from wriothesleyâs cock slightly moving away, his moan of pleasure following wriothesleyâs thrust back into his ass was louder than it needed to be.
âdonât be so fucking loud.â wriothesley groaned, his gruff, husky voice commanding lyney. âis that clear? or iâll take it out.â
ây-yes sir.. please..â lyney cried to himself, tears of pleasure leaving his breathless mouth. âplease never take it out⊠i love this cockâŠâ
smiling slightly, wriothesley caressed lyneyâs hair to tuck it behind his ear. as he started moving up the speed a little more, lyney got more used to wriothesleyâs cock inside of him, the plap of their skin slapping together growing louder, following lyneyâs cries of ecstasy. as sweat dripped from wriothesleyâs face onto lyneyâs body, wriothesley found himself feeling up the glorious body in front of him.Â
âfuck! sir, right there, sir- aah..â lyney moaned as wriothesleyâs hand found itself reaching a bump on his stomach where his dick is thrusting into. ahh, wriothesley smiled to himself.
âyou like that? feeling the way my dick is so big itâs bulging out of you?â wriothesleyâs gruff voice reached lyneyâs ears, causing the latterâs eyes to roll back into his skull. âyou want this big dick, huh? no other cock can satisfy you like mine? thatâs why youâre a thieving criminal? you wanted this big, thick cock to rub your insides?â
ânngh, yes! yes, sir! only yours can satisfy me like this!â lyney cried, his nails digging onto wriothseleyâs pre-scarred body. âplease keep touching it there.. itâs gonna make me cum!â
a deep chuckle rumbled from wriothesleyâs throat. âgood boy.. iâll cum inside you if you want.â
desperately, lyney nodded as the pounding had him braindead, any thoughts interrupted by wriothesleyâs deep thrusts brought him to a different world. as the sloppy thrusts got faster, wriothesley grabbed onto lyneyâs hips and thrusted into him like a toy, the stomach bulge making lyney cry from the way wriothesleyâs dick was just that big. as lyney hugged onto wriothesleyâs back, they both moaned in sync to each other as the thrusts got rougher, lyneyâs ass growing red and marks deepening onto wriothesleyâs back from lyneyâs hands.Â
âlyney⊠iâm gonna-â
âwriothesley- sir- aah!â
and with the first shot, lyney could feel his intestines start to flood wriothesleyâs cum, filling him up enough to feed him for a week. as wriothesley pulled out, he slumped onto a chair panting from the intense, rough sex. as lyney stayed laid over the table, his chest rose up and down, catching his breath.Â
after a few moments, wriothesley threw lyneyâs clothes at him and told him to put it on. after they both got dressed, wriothesley took lyney out back to the desk.
âthis guyâs fine. he doesnât have anything stolen on him.â wriothesley told the officer at the desk, referring to lyney. âif he gave everything back, we have no reason to keep him here.â
taking a pen and paper, he wrote down a number and a name and gave it to the still-dazed lyney standing in front of him.Â
ânext time you want to see me, donât get arrested. just call me, and iâll be there to personally arrest you myself.â wriothesley passed lyney the paper, slightly smiling. the friendly tone clearly resonated with the latter, as he took the paper enthusiastically.Â
âiâll be sure to call.âÂ