Before he can voice it, Oscar finds his lips being spread wide and stuffed with two of Lando's fingers - the digits sliding easily across the wet plains of Oscar's tongue, slowly teasing in a third. “Know you love having my fingers in your mouth, sweetheart..” He does, he loves it. But there's something he loves more.
Oscar swiftly spits out the thick fingers that were dancing through his mouth, Lando's spare hand tightening over his hip. “I'd prefer them somewhere else though. You're a big talker but you still haven't filled me the way I want, fucking show me you can, Lan. Show me I'm not wasting my time wi- Mmh!” The elder cuts him off, eyes cold with offence and fingers quickly buried to the back of Oscar's throat, making him gag and splutter - saliva slides and leaks from the stretch of the Aussie's lips, the angle off, straining his neck.
“What was that? Where did my sweet boy go, hm? And who the fuck is this disobedient bitch?”
It sends a shiver up Oscar's spine. You don't often hear Lando mad, properly mad. The cold detachment in his voice, the firmness of his words. It's instant; the effect on Oscar's mind - his need to please and play nice crashing over him in a tsunami of desperation as Lando withdraws his fingers from Oscar's mouth.
“M’ sorry.. I'm sorry, Daddy.. just needed you and- and it was so slow.. I'm sorry, I- I love you.. please still fuck me, use me, p-please..”
Lando makes him pathetic. He fucking loves being useless for Lando.
The hand on his hip stretches, Lando's thumb pulling the younger's cheek to the side as he dips his spit slick fingers to trace over the pucker of Oscar's hole. “Hm.. did I tease you too much, baby?” A fast nod against the tiles, shoulders shaking with the intensity. “You're lucky I'm in such a good mood today, honey. And don't worry, I'll still be using that pretty hole. It's mine, after all.” Oscar's back arches - a loud moan echoing where it bounces off the bathroom walls. How does Lando always know exactly what to say; what to do to get him empty-headed and begging?
Finally, finally, Oscar feels the slippery press of fingers breaching his desperate hole - Lando's hole. Oscar's not ashamed to say Lando practically owns him - the elder doesn't necessarily know, but Oscar doesn't touch himself without Lando or Lando's permission.
I hope it's worth the wait! As I say, I'm trying to get this out by tomorrow night. I am at 10k of about 15k, maybe more 💀 Gonna do my very best for this!! A lot has been going on in the 6 months it's taken me to write those 10k words, but I'm doing what I can to make up for lost time! (UPDATE: it will not be finished by tomorrow night 💀 just can't, don't have time to write at all tomorrow unfortunately. Im gonna try to get it done so soon after though - Sunday or Monday hopefully!! We on that grind!!)
