Tonight I’m making deals with the devil || Patrick & Midge
WHO: @patrick-flanagan, @mir-iamwilde
WHERE: The Spare Room
WHEN: The 31st of October
WHY: Patrick and Midge run into each other at the Halloween party and verge on discussing feelings.
WARNINGS: Mentions of smut.
Patrick Flanagan
[With a glass of whiskey in hand, Patrick looks around the crowded room and spots Midge. He smirks slightly as he walks over to her.] I'm surprised to see you still standing after yesterday.
Midge Wilde
[Eyes widening slightly] It’s no easy feat, trust me. [pointing lazy at his horns] Those might fit a little too well, don’t you think? What’s that Taylor Swift line? ‘He looks up grinning like a devil’?
Patrick Flanagan
[A pleased smirk grows on his face.] Let me know if you need any support. [He gestures with his hands to her ass.] I don't know who that is, but I approve of that line. Is he a poet, or something?
Midge Wilde
[Letting out something resembling a chuckle] An elevator is one thing, but a crowded bar filled with your colleagues and my siblings is a bit much, even for me. [Laughing genuinely] She’s a singer. [Stepping closer] Don’t worry, though, I’m wearing panties tonight, last night was a special occasion just for you.
Patrick Flanagan
Yeah, you're right, we've got a few other places to build up that kind of trust, before I fuck you senseless in a bar with people who know us. [He grins and takes a sip of his whiskey.] Oh? [His eyebrow lifts.] That's a shame. But I do enjoy that that's just something you for me now. [He looks her body over, easy to check up on her skin in that costume of hers.] No marks or bruises from the iron bars then?
Midge Wilde
Sounds like you have plans, I can’t wait to hear about them. [Tilting her head] It’s something I can do for you regularly if that’s what you want. [Trying not to shiver under his stare] None so far, maybe next time you should try branding me. [Reaching for his hand and placing a kiss to his palm before smelling his fingers] Mmm, still smells like me, am I just too good to wash off?
Patrick Flanagan
Oh, you have no idea. [He smirks at her, keeping his blue eyes connected on hers.] Is it now? What on earth did I do to deserve that kind of special treatment? [Stepping in closer, he can smell her perfume.] Maybe I should. [His smirk fades as she kisses his hand and a shiver runs down his spine.] I figured you'd be too sore for me to call you this morning, when I kept thinking about you and all the noises you made yesterday, so the scent of you, and my other hand would have to do. [He leans in, his lips brushing against her earlobe.] You're so fucking delicious, Midge.
Midge Wilde
[Not fighting the shiver this time] Well, throwing my legs over your shoulders in an elevator may have gained you a few points, but maybe I just like you having quick access. [Resting a hand against his chest, for stability, or to keep a safe distance, she didn't know] My mouth isn't sore, you could have called her up. Those noises might have been a bit more muffled, but I bet you still would have liked them. [Letting out a shaky breath.] Is that why you look so hungry right now?
Patrick Flanagan
And that's the kind of effect you have on me, I hope you're aware of that. [He feels the fire from her small hand on his chest radiating through his entire body.] I'll keep that in mind for next time. Because trust me, this is a regular occurrence. [His lips are ghosting over her neck and he takes in her scent, from her perfume to her shampoo, and nods.] Is it that obvious?
Midge Wilde
I didn't know I had any kind of effect on you, Patrick, I thought you were so in control all the time that you were this way with everyone. [Letting her hand slip down his midsection a few inches] Is that a threat or a promise? [Tilting her head further to the side to give him more access to her neck] Maybe not, I think I'm just starting to read you a little bit better. But I don't want to freak you out by saying that, so maybe you'll just have trust me a little bit now.
Patrick Flanagan
[He looks down at her hand and smirks.] You've seen the tent in my pants each time we've been together, Midge, don't play coy with me now. [He takes the last sip of his whiskey, his arm snaking around Midge's body so he can set the glass down, proceeding to trap her between the table and his body.] It can be both, if you let me. [Chuckling quietly against her skin, he proceeds to pull back slightly.] It takes more than that to freak me out, don't worry. But I have no doubt that you're able to come up with a few good ideas to get me to trust you now.
Midge Wilde
[Laughing softly, and nodding] Well, if that's what you mean, then I have that effect on most men, but most don't dare to try and eat me alive in public. [Not able to stop the quick moan as he presses her into the table] You don't play fair, do you? [Meeting his eyes] What makes you think I deserve your trust?
Patrick Flanagan
[He grins at her laughs, and shrugs his shoulders.] I did tell you that you're fucking delicious, Midge. I'm not the type of guy who holds back on something I like. And I like the taste of you, a lot. [He looks into her eyes.] I'm not knowing for fair, Midge. I'll just disappoint you if you believe that. [His smirk fades, and his eyes roam over her face.] Because you're reading me like an open book, when I'm trying my hardest to remain closed. I don't know how, but somehow, you've managed to do what not a lot of people have before.
Midge Wilde
You sure you don't say this to all the girls? [Her smirk looking more confident than she felt] I never suspected you'd play fair, don't worry. And if I had I would have known better after last night. [She felt the same fear she'd described to him that first day in his bed returning to her at his words, causing her to look away from him, her eyes fixed on the ground now] Do you ever think...[She paused, wondering why her mind was even moving in this direction] Do you ever think maybe being a shitty person gives you an edge over the people who are better than you? Maybe that's why I can read you, because you're a better person than me.
Patrick Flanagan
[He rolls his eyes and smirks at her growing confidence, his hand moving to her lower abdomen, gently pressing her back against the table as he leaned in again.] I say it to every girl. [He's teasing her, pulling back again, to show her that cheeky smirk of his. He hears her hesitation, his eyes raking over those features of hers, and growing slightly worried about what's coming next. He then scoffs.] I don't think you understand what it means me be a shitty person. There are things you will never know about me, and what I have done before, because it makes you a million times better than me.
Midge Wilde
[Wanted to take his words as a joke, but it was too easy for her to feel expendable to muster more than a fake smile. She can’t help but wonder what he means, but knows that her own past isn’t exactly a field of wild flowers.] You don’t know that, the good girls aren’t the ones letting men who are practically strangers fuck them in an elevator, are they? [Standing up straighter] Maybe I should go, sorry for killing the mood.
Patrick Flanagan
[He licks his lips as he watches Midge's mood dampen, and he grabs her hand gently, hoping it grounds her enough to catch her attention.] I've already shared more with you, than I have with 99% of the people in my life. And that one percentage was my mum and my ex, Midge. Don't put yourself down like that.
Midge Wilde
[Frowning, trying not to let her mood sour everything.] Look, I know I made the joke first, but I don’t do well with jokes about being like every other girl. I know that’s not fair, but it’s a sore spot for me. [Biting her lip as she considered the rest of what he had to say, her hand cupping his cheek] You should let me plan our next night out, if you’re still interested in spending time with me, that is.
Patrick Flanagan
[Looking into her eyes, he can see the gears turning in her head. He's not scared of being rejected, but he likes spending time with Midge. So when she cups his cheek, he clenches his jaw, but nods after a moment.] Just say the word. I'll be there.
Midge Wilde
[Feeling him tense under her touch she pulled her hand away.] I should go, before I ruin your impression of me even more, but I’ll plan something, I’ll let you know.
Patrick Flanagan
[He feels her pull her hand away, and he sighs, but his hand that's holding hers pulls her back, and he leans in to press a soft kiss to her cheek.] I mean it. I'll always be here. For you.
Midge Wilde
[She should be walking away, but feels herself stopping, staring at him for a moment longer than she maybe should] Why? Why me? Why be here for me, or share anything with me?
Patrick Flanagan
[There is no hesitation from Patrick, after hearing Midge's question. He knows exactly what to answer.] Because there's more to you than the 15-year old selling pictures to men; there's more to you than just getting fucked in an elevator; there's more to you than just someone I'm fucking. The sex, while at first was just sex, it's changed now. Getting to know you more and more, the sex has become about trust. And I like that trust. I only have that with you. I'm not willing to give up on that and whatever it might become.
Midge Wilde
[Understood immediately why she was afraid of him, but that didn’t stop her from leaning forward to press her lips to his, just for a second before pulling back] Okay. Then how about Saturday? I’ll come over and cook for you, and we can keep working on this whole trust thing, okay?
Patrick Flanagan
[He quickly kisses her back, wanting more but knowing this isn't the right place or the right time and he nods.] I look forward to it. [His voice is sincere, and he gives her hand a soft squeeze before finally letting her go.]
WHAT? > For scene week. Hunter and Augustine are enrolled in the bondage & sense play classes. They practiced that shhhit.
Hunter and Augustine plan to do a scene that is supposed to be non-sexual for Hunter, featuring bondage and denial. The scene goes well, but Hunter can’t deny his needs and instincts any longer. NSFW.
Auggie knocked three times at the door before he moved to kneel, waiting patiently for the Switch to answer. It felt funny to think of him like that-- a Switch, he realized, so use to thinking of Hunter Clarington as a Dominant. Head hung ever so slightly-- just like he knew would be appreciated, he folded his hands in his lap, listening for footsteps.
Hunter had set up a lot of the things he thought he was going to need already. He always enjoyed being prepared and he was sure submissives appreciated that about him too. When he heard the knocks, Hunter moved to the door and opened it. He was happy to see the submissive kneeling in front of his door, in the position Hunter preferred. "Crawl in, darling." He ordered as he stepped to the side. Once Augustine had moved past him, he closed the door. "Kneel next to the couch." He ordered. It was the way he always liked to start his scenes, with a small talk. It was something for the submissive to get used to as well. He knew most people liked rituals.
Auggie had expected the command more this time around, shifting his weight forward and crawling into the dorm room, straight to the couch. It wasn't preferred, but he'd enjoyed his previous scene with Hunter enough that he didn't mind the act nearly as much this time. Each step he took towards the couch he wondered if Hunter was watching him or perhaps doing something else, and by the time he reached the couch he was eager to glance up and face the Dominant again, kneeling patiently as instructed. "Thank you for agreeing to do a scene with me again this week, Sir."
Hunter watched as Augustine made his way to his place next to the couch. Once he was settled, Hunter moved to sit on the couch and look down at the submissive. "Of course. I enjoyed our other scene. You were very good." He complimented with a soft smile. "Are you well?" He asked, making sure the other felt cared for. After Augustine answered, he started to explain the scene. "So I was thinking we'd do something similar to what we have already done. You'll be in full body bondage this time and with a blindfold. I'll be doing different things to you to try and get a reaction out of you. What we're doing exactly depends on your opinion. Since you'll be bound, the denial can't be done with help of your hands. I'll touch you at certain places and I will use my words, but for added intensity, I would like to use a vibrating plug or cock ring. I need to know if that's something you would allow." He asked, smiling softly at the submissive.
Auggie nodded, considering the request. He'd yet to do much bondage past basic things such as his wrists and ankles bound, but the idea of experiencing more was very tempting-- especially with someone like Hunter whom he trusted. The cock ring and plug weren't new thanks to his exploits with Sebastian, but combining them with the bondage also stirred his interest, though still shocked to be doing something sexual in Hunter's presence... or at least that was how he viewed it. The line between sexual and non-sexual was quickly getting blurred when it came to the Switch. "I'm fine, Sir, thank you-- and completely on board with those ideas," he supplied, blushing faintly as he tried to hide a nervous grin. "I'll defer to which of those options you like best, okay? However you'd like me, Sir."
Hunter knew what he was doing but he didn't dare to speak it out. He was comfortable because of the soothing presence of the submissive and their past scene that showed he was a good boy. Augustine was someone who seemed like he would always listen and try to understand another. It made Hunter comfortable and his natural instincts came out and while he hadn't really thought about it first, he knew what that meant. That he was losing his shield. He just had to make sure that Augustine wouldn't go around telling everyone if the scene turned out to get a little more heated than the 'straight' Hunter would want. He nodded when he heard the boy's words and smiled softly. "Perfect. I think I'll go for the plug, since the ring would help you with not reaching orgasm." He said without a flinch. "I need you to do that yourself. Follow me, crawling." Hunter ordered, as he stood up from the couch and walked to his room to collect the plug. It wasn't too big but it did vibrate and came with a nice remote. Perhaps someone would ask why he even had that toy but Hunter had collected almost any toy possible. When Augustine was in the room with him, he lifted the plug and some lube. "Are you okay doing this by yourself? I'll leave the room so you can do it. Just let me know when you're done, darling. You're free to get on the bed if that's most comfortable for you."
Auggie bit is lip as he crawled into the bed room and moved to sit on the bed, eyeing the plug and Hunter's retreating from. He had forgotten to ask if he should strip, but to put in a plug that seemed... obvious? He wasn't sure, but hoped he wouldn't upset the Dom if he did so... at least while he prepped. "I'll just need a few minutes, Sir," he called out before the door closed, nervous as he glanced around Hunter's room. The plug itself wasn't bad, but he had minimal experience prepping himself, and by minimal, he meant none. Augustine stripped, laying his clothing folded on the floor and reached for the bottle of lube, spreading some on his fingers. He laid on his side against the soft comforter as he nervously reached back, slowly slipping a finger in. It was... Nothing like when Sebastian had done it prior-- more comfortable and more eager to advance with himself in the driver's seat. The plug didn't look too big, but he'd still need two or three fingers he guessed-- to stretch himself out some and relax. He slowly slid his middle finger in to the first knuckle, slipping in slightly further before daring to pull it back out slightly, pushing in a second finger. He whimpered as he pressed, legs shaking slightly from nerves and the faint, initial pain. As soon as it passed he slowly slid his fingers in and out, forcing them apart as he tried to relax the ring of muscle. Fuck-- he felt so tight against his fingers. He curiously curled his fingers as he remembered feeling Sebastian do, trying to aim for where he remembered feeling pleasure on Saturday hoping to mask the initial discomfort. A low moan escaped Augustine's lips as he continued to work himself open, cock half hard as he slipped a third finger in, his other hand shyly reaching for the plug. His face was beet red, hoping he hadn't been too loud and Hunter hadn't heard, turning his face to muffle any more into a pillow. He gave himself another moment before removing all three fingers and swapping them out for the plug, sighing in relief when he felt it slip in with no fuss. "I'm ready, Sir," he called out, voice rough and needy, skin flush. He was still laying down and realized he probably needed to get up, slowly pulling himself to his knees on the bed with his knees slightly spread.
Hunter left his bedroom once he got the okay from Augustine. He didn't move far, wanting to be there for the boy once he was done. The idea that the boy in the other room was working himself open at that moment was one that made Hunter's skin flush. He still didn't admit it but it was clear that the thought was making him hot. Unfortunately for the part of him that wanted to believe he was straight, he could hear a soft moan coming from the other room. Images of the boy fingering himself flashed before Hunter's eyes and he could feel himself getting slightly turned on. He took a deep breath and moved further into his room towards the kitchen. He cursed to himself and tried to remember the many words his Father had said about the subject, that would cool him down. Hunter didn't want to be interested in guys but it was getting hard to avoid it. His body reacted to guys even if he didn't want his mind to. Hunter was a strong minded person but it was hard to win from his genuine feelings and he wasn't sure if he could keep it up around Augustine. For some reason that boy had him completely comfortable. Then he heard a faint noise and he coughed to clear his throat before moving back to the room. Hunter had really fucked himself over with a suggestion he thought he would be able to handle. He opened the door to his room and any doubt that Augustine was able to turn him on was completely gone. Perhaps it was just him, Hunter wondered. Perhaps there was just something special about the boy and that would be the only boy who managed to do that to Hunter. Or perhaps anyone would be turned on by seeing a pretty person looking incredibly needy. Instead of speaking any thoughts, he smiled and moved further inside. "You look like you had fun, sweetheart." Hunter said, scanning the boy. His skin as flushed, his hair was a little messier and most of all, he was now naked with his cock half hard. "Let's see if it does what it's supposed to do." Hunter said as he grabbed the remote and turned it on, on the lowest setting. Hunter wasn't only teasing Augustine at that point, he was also teasing himself. He was going to have to use a blindfold on the boy if he wanted to get through the scene. Hunter moved to grab the rope that he had set up for himself and then got back to Augustine, turning the vibrating plug off again. "Mmm.. it does. Lay on your stomach for me."
Auggie let out an audible gasp when be felt the vibrator turn on, one hand immediately going to cover his cock in embarrassment. "I'm sorry if I took too long," he replied, voice shaky from surprise. "I'd never done that alone before," he explained, eyes downcast. He knew Hunter was going to turn it on eventually, but he felt so exposed in front of the other, and was trying to not make Hunter uncomfortable at all by how much he was enjoying it. The command to lay on his stomach as the plug switched off again felt like a blessing as a result, mumbling, "Yes, Sir," as he turned to lay down as instructed, cock pressed snug between his belly and the comforter. Hunter hadn't said he couldn't enjoy it-- but perhaps that was why he was choosing this position? To hide Augustine's cock from view as he worked? The idea was far fetched, but so was the idea that the scene wasn't sexual anymore in the submissive's eyes.
Hunter noticed that Augustine maybe wasn't completely comfortable with what was going on. He seemed to be very shy about being turned on and Hunter couldn't exactly blame him. He could see how it could be awkward to be naked and turned on in front of someone who says not to be attracted to you. Things were clearly becoming Complicated and Hunter needed to move on with the scene. "You were perfect, Augustine. You did a good job." Hunter said, praising the boy. Once he was flipped over, Hunter came closer and grabbed the boy's hands so he could tie them together with the rope. He worked slowly to make sure all knots were the perfect tightness. "We're doing a bit of denial, darling. I don't want you to be ashamed of your reactions. If you're uncomfortable, I want you to tell me. You look very pretty." Hunter assured the other as he worked his way up the boy's arms.
Auggie turned his head to the side, trying to glance back as he let Hunter tie his arms behind him, limbs loose and willing. "Thank you, Sir," he replied softly. "I'm... I'm not, Sir. I won't try to hold anything in. Thank you for this opportunity though... with you. If it's alright for me to ask though, are you going to blindfold me now, Sir? Or is that later?"
Hunter knew by now that Augustine had the tendency to seem a little insecure and Hunter had to remind himself that he had to give the other a lot of praise. It was quite normal, considering it was only their second scene. "You don't have to thank me, Augustine. I enjoyed my other scene with you and I think you're a great submissive. I enjoy my time with you." Hunter said as he continued tying the other up. He moved to the shoulders and the chest, moving his hand to guide Augustine to help him when he needed the ropes under him. "I think I'll do that quite soon. It will make it a little more intense for you. Are you okay with that?" Hunter asked gently.
Auggie struggled to focus on Hunter's words, every inch of his body instead vividly aware of The Dominant's touch as he tied Augustine's upper body in place. The rope pulled at his skin just so, immobilizing him, and in a way he wanted the blindfold. At least with his vision gone they couldn't betray his emotions-- and how much he was enjoying this. He knew he was suppose to, but he couldn't help but question it all-- including Hunter's intentions. The blindfold meant giving up his sight, but it also freed him o focus on everything else with less shame, focusing on the pleasure he'd receive from the Dominant in return. "Perfectly fine, Sir. Please? I- I want you to blindfold me, Sir."
Hunter hummed when he heard Augustine's answer, surprised at the request since he had been afraid it was becoming a little too intense for the other. "Of course." Hunter said and reached behind him for the blindfold. "Remember to use the stoplight system when you need a break or want to stop. I'm not covering your mouth so you may always use your words." Hunter reminded the other as he slipped the blindfold on him. He could understand why Auggie wanted it, perhaps to relax a little more. Once everything was settled, Hunter continued with his knots. "Would you mind rolling over for me so I can do the chest properly?" Hunter asked. He didn't want to order these things when he was aware that Augustine wasn't completely comfortable yet.
Auggie exhaled as he felt Hunter's fingers in his hair and the blindfold slip on, tongue darting out and running across his dry lips anxiously. "Yes, Sir. I'm okay-- green-- and I can do that." He thought. Flipping over into his back seemed like an easy request-- but blind now and not fully aware of where Hunter was, with the exception of his weight on the bed made it difficult. He gave his upper body a heave, forcing his upper body to turn and his legs to follow after. His arms pulled st the rope and dig against his skin slightly as he did so, not considering the strain on them or the soft moan it would elicit. His chest rose as he inhaled, curious as to Hunter's location and how he looked, head tossed back and cock still half-hard on display for the Dominant. Fuck. The thought alone stirred his interest and he could feel his cock twitch against his belly in response, silently enjoying the thought of Hunter's eyes on him. "This good?" He asked breathlessly.
Hunter knew it wasn't an easy request and perhaps the difficulty of it made the order that much better. The boy did well though, not giving up on something that used to be so simply when he wasn't bound. The reaction of the boy and the sight of him made Hunter forget to breathe for a moment. He enjoyed the sight very much but it confused him. He didn't know what the hell to do to a male body other than admiring it from afar. The cock twitching against Augustine's belly begged for attention and Hunter now too was glad to have the boy's blindfold on. He could feel his own cock peak up in interest but he didn't pay it attention as he focused back on his task. "Yes, very good. Good boy." Hunter said when he leaned back in. Hunter had to put one knee on the bed now that Augustine was a little more to the middle of it but that wasn't a bother. His hands started working on the chest piece, tying the rope in a nice pattern against the boy's chest. He grabbed two pieces of rope that were attached to Augustine's harness and pulled on it, testing if it was secured nicely. "Only a little bit left." Hunter said as he lead the rope down. He - not so accidentally - let the rope brush against Auggie's cock a little as he moved the strings down to start on the boy's feet. It was a strange thought that came up on his head but this was amazing to Hunter. He had never been so close to a dick that wasn't his and teasing would be a joy, he was sure of it. He was still feeling bad for his interest but his instincts were really taking over.
Auggie felt his back arch against each touch, lips parted as he felt the rope snake down his skin. The praise felt like silk against his ears, and every nerve ending on fire. "H-How do I look?" He asked curiously, stuttering when he felt the material brush against his cock.
Hunter had his eyes stuck on Auggie's lips when the material ran across his cock and he wasn't disappointed by the stutter it caused. Obviously the boy would think it was accidental. Hunter took a second and hummed before he answered. "Rope looks great on you, Augustine. You're looking quite irresistable." He answered. It was the truth but he figured Augustine would know what he meant as he was still convinced he was coming off as straight decently. Or perhaps that was just what he hoped. Hunter wrapped the rope around the boy's ankles and started to work his way up again. They were almost done and then the fun could begin. While Hunter was working on the rope, he let his thought wander freely. He never thought he would get to this point with a guy but he had been working towards it ever since he came here and tasted some kind of freedom. It was like his body knew what he wanted and he had started to work towards it by accepting scenes with guys. And now, now he was here with a very pretty naked submissive boy on his bed. Hunter definitely wasn't prepared for that. "Are you okay with not moving your limbs? Can you deal with it?"
Auggie felt a blush spread across his cheeks at the compliment, smiling softly. "I'm glad you think so, Sir," he replied, silently delighted to have pleased the other so easily. Hunter was... very attractive, and Augustine couldn't deny he found himself just as attracted to the other as he was Sebastian, but he respected the other's sexuality and that scenes like their current one were likely as much as he'd ever get from the other male. Still, he found his own satisfaction knowing the other liked what he saw, and was determined to earn more compliments from the other's lips. "And isn't the point of bondage to not move your limbs?" He teased back playfully. "I'm giving you my mobility, Sir... Yes-- I can deal with it."
Hunter sighed softly to himself as he continued with his knots. He was already almost up to the knee and the bondage really didn't need that much more work. The boy was looking great and Hunter was actually starting to get nervous. Once the bondage was done, the teasing would start. Since Hunter had already felt his cock twitch twice now, he wasn't sure how he would deal with the moaning that would definitely come. His mind was going back and forth about the matter. Did he just want to go with his instincts or should he refrain? He also definitely didn't want to take advantage of the submissive boy. "Of course. I'm just checking in." Hunter said with a chuckle. When Hunter was done, he reached for the scissors and cut off the last ends of the rope that he didn't need. "Well then, there you are." Hunter said as he got off the bed and started to walk around. "Vulnerable on my bed. So many things I could do. But you trust me to take care of you, don't you?" He asked.
Auggie pulled gently on the rope restraining his arms, breath hitching as he felt Hunter tie off a final knot and heart the rope being cut. He felt the other's weight lift and curiously wondered what he was up to, head tilting in the direction of his voice. Vulnerable. He was. So many things Hunter could do-- but would he do any of them? He felt his cock twitch again, ass cheeks squeezing around the base of the plug still in him, the gentle pressure of it a constant reminder of the quiet power it held. At any moment he knew the Dominant could opt to turn it back on, torturing him helplessly, though a small part of him hoped Hunter would do more than just that-- anything. "I do, Sir," he replied, voice thick with want. "I- I trust you, Sir. To take care of me... To do what you want."
Hunter was happy with the reply he got from Augustine, since it meant that the boy wasn't uncomfortable. There were many things Hunter wanted to do, things he never imagined wanting. However, he couldn't exactly do those things. The wall was getting torn down and the temptation was there but actually doing it seemed like a step too far at that point. He hummed and grabbed a feather as he moved back to the bed. He leaned down to brush his hand against the boy's arm and then moved the feather down his chest and first to his nipple. "Is there anything you'd want me to do? Something you would beg for?" Hunter asked, curious.
Auggie shivered, surprised by the gentle, almost ticklish sensation that left goosebumps in its wake. "S-Sir?" He sucked in a breath, the questioning tone of his voice stuttering as his chest tensed, sensitive as the sensation swept over a nipple. He had a few random guesses as to what was being run across his skin, but it didn't matter-- what he wanted was still the same: Hunter's hands on him -- not this taunting substitute. He was curious if they were smooth or calloused-- and how they'd feel running everywhere the ghost-like sensation traced, though he knew it had a literal shot in the dark at his request being granted. "Yes," he decided, "More- please... Your hands, Sir."
Hunter loved the reaction he got from Augustine and it caused a reaction for himself as well. His cock twitched in interest again and the bulge was beginning to be more visible in his pants. It was an incredibly strange feeling to get turned on while looking at boy tied up on his bed but Hunter couldn't stop his body from reacting. He smiled at the boy's reply to his question. The feather was moving up the boy's legs now, closing in on the inner thigh. "Perhaps. But only if you can manage to be quiet, understood?" Hunter asked. He waited for a moment before he turned on the vibrator.
Auggie nodded, thighs clenching as he felt what he now assumed was a feather running along his inner thigh, inches from his cock. "I- I can be quiet, please," he begged, moaning softly as he felt the vibrator flipped on again. If it meant Hunter would touch him he would bite down on his lips till they bled-- or easily agree to try a gag. Anything aside from the taunting feather mapping his skin. His ass tensed, clenching around the plug as his hips thrusted upwards gently, seeking some form of more solid contact. "I'll beg or stay silent, whatever you prefer-- just please, Sir. Touch me."
Hunter hadn't seen any of this before, not with the male body. It was so very different but also so familiar and gorgeous. Hunter didn't care in that moment, not about his Father's words and not about the way he would be judged. This was his secret and he hoped Augustine would be able to keep it. Hunter had a lot of doubt but it was so easy to forget when he saw the boy laying on his bed. Hunter bit down on his bottom lip as he saw the boy thrust his hips up and he had to close his eyes when he heard the boy's words. He wanted to touch but he was also terrified to. He didn't know about any of this and Hunter hated being clueless. Hunter moved so he was standing near Augustine's head. His hand reached out so his fingers could run down the boy's neck and across his collar bones. When he did, he turned the vibrator up a little higher. "Like this?" He asked, with a soft smile on his lips. "Is this the touching you want?"
Auggie inhaled deeply, his exhale slipping into a strangled whimper, trying to not moan loudly from the sudden intensity shift of the vibrator. Not enough that it was unbearable, but noticeable. He tried his best to focus on the feel of Hunter's palm along his skin though, practically burning against his skin, and so much better than the feather it had replaced. "Yes, Sir-- thank you-- I... T-that's the touching I want," he responded, biting his lip and trying to not moan or think about the growing need he was also feeling below the waist.
Hunter couldn't get over how beautiful the boy and his reactions were. He had never expected that his interest in guys would be so intense. The sounds that were coming from Augustine made him hard but there was nothing Hunter could do about that. He hummed when Augustine responded to his question and he retracted his fingers. "Alright, good to know." He said as he turned around and turned the vibrator up a little higher. He moved to a candle and lit it before grabbing it and moving back close to the bed. "Where else do you want to be touched?" Hunter asked.
Auggie failed to hold back his reaction when the vibrator was turned up yet again, ass cheeks clenching in a vain effort to control the sensation. His hips pressed against the bed, moaning audibly as his back arched. The loss of Hunter's hand was also immediately noticed, and he instantly wanted it back, wasting no time in replying, "Chest, Sir-- please-- like earlier," in a needy tone, remember the soft touch against his nipples just moments earlier.
Hunter knew a woman looked absolutely gorgeous in denial but now he knew the same could be said for men. He was in a mindset where he didn't care as much about his sexuality or the complications. His feelings were confusing but his instincts were stronger than anything else. Auggie was getting needy and was getting what he wanted to a degree, so he wanted to heat it up for the boy. "I see." Hunter replied. He moved the candle over the boy's chest and slowly tilted it so drops of hot wax would fall on the submissive's chest.
Auggie hissed through his teeth, eyes widening under the mask. He could feel his cock straining, despite the sudden shock-- of what was obviously not hunter's hand. He'd felt it before too-- wax. His skin already had felt flush, and the loss of hunter's hand had felt like one step forward and two backwards. "Please, Sir," he whined, hips pivoting as he silently wished the plug was ever so slightly longer-- enough to graze his prostate. Instead, it just drove him mad, close enough to keep him excited, but with no added relief as his hips dug against the bedding. "Need to feel you, Sir," he added, knowing he already looked wrecked as he turned his head blindly in Hunter's direction, "I want more." It was greedy. It was selfish... But it was begging. And everything in his body screamed he needed just that-- more.
Hunter was witnessing the boy in front of him getting needier with the second and it was incredibly hot. Augustine clearly needed his cock touched but so did Hunter. He was hard and straining in his jeans which was a shock but mostly incredibly uncomfortable. For a moment, Hunter let his hand press against his bulge and he swallowed the moan that wanted to leave his lips. The fact that the boy couldn't see it made it even better. "I'd bet you'd love to feel me, Augustine. Your cock shows me just how much." Hunter said, hoping to tease the other with his words. His hand moved to Augustine's chest and reached for the hardened wax, trying to distract the submissive by trying to peel it off. Instead, his other hand hovered over the boy's cock with the candle and he tilted it to have wax fall on Auggie's cock and balls.
Auggie moaned louder as he felt the lax drip against his skin, sure his body would have jumped off the bed if it hadn't been for Hunter's hand steadying him and holding him in place. "Oh fuck[ Sir-- please," he begged, whimpering as his lips quivered. "I want to feel you, Sir. I want you- I want you, Sir- please." The words bled from his lips like a confession, cheeks flush from the mixture of pain and pleasure the wax caused as it dripped onto him. "Anything-- let me feel you, Sir. P-Please." The final word cracked, voice flush with arousal and undeniable want, feeling like he was near falling-apart as he waited anxious as ever to see what the Dominant's next move would be.
Hunter was weak for begging submissives and Augustine was really doing a great job. It wasn't only denial for the submissive but for Hunter as well, which made the scene a lot more intense. "What do you want? What do you want to feel? Tell me. No filter." Hunter said. If he heard it from the submissive, perhaps he would get the courage he needed to continue. Right now he was too scared to touch the other too much but he was getting closer and closer to doing it.
Auggie gasped, quickly losing the ability to focus on much else aside from the aching need in his cock and balls for release, whimpering as he listened to the request. "Your cock," he replied wantonly, blushing unabashedly and not caring about the risk of upsetting the Dominant and his want for the scene to be non-sexual for him. "Please- Sir. I want to feel you all over me-- on me-- and I want your cock, Sir," he continued to beg, hips thrusting weakly as he panted softly through parted lips, growing more aroused by his own confession.
Hunter licked his lips before biting down on his bottom lip, listening to the boy's words. There it was, the answer he had been waiting for. His cock twitched again and a pleased hum managed to get past his lips. He stepped a little closer, his mouth open and ready to speak but it took him a moment to find the right words. "Can you keep a secret, Augustine?" He asked. Hunter's hand moved to the boy's hair, his fingers threading through the locks. Hunter was aching and he couldn't handle it anymore, something had to happen.
Auggie hummed softly in acknowledgement, nodding despite how desperate he felt as he felt the other card his fingers through his hair. He loved when people did that. "Y-yes, Sir?" He responded curiously, surprised and confused by the other's response. It hadn't been an outright no-- nor had he sounded displeased... Sebastian had expressed his own doubts about Hunter's sexuality before-- was there a thread of truth to it? "Whatever it is-- I promise," he added, biting his lip and swallowing another moan.
Hunter knew that people had been doubting his sexuality since he arrived at the school and it hadn't been something Hunter had expected. Apparently he couldn't resist male submissives and it had been so much easier when he didn't have direct contact with any at home. But now, he couldn't lie to himself anymore. "I'm not sure, but I might not honest to myself." Hunter told the other. He really still wasn't sure, or perhaps it was the denial, but he wanted Augustine to know that. "But, darling... you got me hard." He admitted, looking down at the bulge in his pants.
Auggie almost didnt believe the confession, dangerously curious. "I want...Can I feel, Sir? Please?" He hesitated, adding, "I can help-- please let me help, Sir," licking his lips again. A small part of him felt pride-- having done something he previously thought impossible-- knowing he was responsible for the Dominant's physical interest. Simultaneously though he felt responsible, and wanted to help Hunter in the most straightforward way possible. His own mind filled with dirty thoughts of Hunter letting Augustine blow him-- fucking the submissive's mouth while he still laid there bound, and he couldn't help the slight whimper escaping his lips. It had always benefitted him to voice his dirty thoughts to Sebastian, but he wasn't sure if Hunter would like that or feel he was being pushed-- especially if he was apparently struggling to even own up to things himself. "My blindfold can stay on-- and I won't tell anyone, Sit... But please... I really... I really want to-" He hesitated, ready to say blow you, and opting instead to try for what he genuinely wanted. "-You to use me, Sir. Fuck my mouth if you want-- but I want to feel how much you're enjoying this-- me, Sir. Please."
Hunter struggled with saying the words because saying it made it real. However, how could Hunter deny this? He was rock hard, teasing a male submissive and having thoughts about sexual acts with him. There was no denying it anymore. He bit down on his bottom lip again, not immediately responding to the words of the submissive. Doing it made it even more real. He had already decided there was no way any one if could be fake anymore though. He could feel his cock painfully aching in his jeans and his curiosity got the better of him. He didn't speak, instead he tugged on the ropes on Augustine's chest to pull him closer to the edge of the bed with his head so Hunter could reach his mouth easier. Then Hunter unzipped his jeans and pulled his cock finally, which made him sigh softly. He moved his hand over his cock a few times for relief before guiding his dick to the boy's lips, dragging the head of his cock across the submissive's lips.
Auggie groaned when he felt Hunter drag him across the bed, mumbling a nervous, "Sir?" The unmistakeable sound of a zipper shut him up almost instantly though, breath hitching. Seconds felt like minutes, waiting as he felt his head hang loosely off the side of the bed. The last time he'd been in this position, it had been to blow-- Oh. The feel of what was no doubt Hunter's cock teasingly pressing against his lips was unmistakable, and he felt his balls tighten, thoughts dizzy with arousal from the plug still haunting him. There were no words that needed said though in Augustine's mind, lips parting obediently as his tongue darted out to lick at Hunter's cock. He'd asked for this, and Hunter was trusting him with it-- an acknowledgement that made his heart flip in an odd way he'd think about later. His back arched, ass digging into the bedding again as he strained to get closer even by the sightly fraction to the Dominant's cock though for now, eager for Hunter to let him indulge in more.
Hunter couldn't speak, knowing that nothing useful was going to leave his mouth at that time. He was doing something he thought he'd never have to courage to do and it needed his concentration. It was nerve wrecking but so exciting at the same time. He groaned when the head of his cock rubbed against the boy's lips and his breathing hitched when the tongue reached out for him. The feeling of any pressure against his erections felt so great after denying himself pleasure for so long. Hunter guided his cock between the boy's lips and pushed in slowly, taking time to get used to this different feeling. It was strange seeing the submissive's cock hard while his own cock was between his lips. It was a very different sight than a female was. It was nice, though. Gorgeous, even. "Fuck." Hunter cursed when his erection was entering the wet heat of the boy's mouth. He started moving his hips slowly, easing himself into the pleasure as well.
Auggie wrapped his lips around Hunter's cock, eyes closed in pure pleasure under the mask as he let his tongue circle the tip of Hunter's cock for a split second before he felt it slide further back his mouth. Ah. Hunter was doing just what he'd begged for, he quickly realized-- fucking him. His mouth. The submissive let out another deep moan, lips vibrating around the cock trapped between his lips as he willed his throat to relax in case Hunter sped up or began thrusting even deeper. He loved how simple it all way-- the singular purpose he had to focus on, a drastic contrast to how busy his mind always felt-- multitasking and always moving from one task to another. This was easy in comparison-- and he liked to think, based on Sebastian's feedback, he was a natural.
Hunter looked down at the boy and licked his lips at the sight. He was gorgeous, that much was clear. The submissive was so good too, following orders easily and asking for what he wanted. Hunter was unsure if he would've gotten to this point with any other male and that had to mean that Augustine was something special. When the boy moaned, Hunter did as well. The vibration around his cock felt amazing and it reminded him of the remote that was laying on the bed. He quickly reached for it, turning the vibrator of the submissive on again. Hunter also started to move his hips faster, now really fucking Auggie's face. It was something he loved and it really wasn't so different from a girl. "You take a cock so well, hm?" He said, watching the outline of his cock in Augustine's mouth.
Auggie let out a strangled moan as he felt the vibrator flip on, higher than before, almost gagging between the surprise sensation and Hunter fucking his mouth faster. He could faintly feel precum on his stomach too as he felt his own arousal building rapidly encouraged by the encouraging moan from Hunter's own lips.. He'd never cum before without some sort of touch on his cock at some point, even for just a second, but he was wondering if it was possible with the over-stimulation he felt now, almost ready to cry from how on edge his cock felt. Paired with the drag of Hunter's cock gliding between his lips, drool slipping down his cheeks, it was almost too much to handle. The praise elicited another moan from Augustine, hips thrusting several times again in vain as he felt himself dangerously close to finishing before Hunter.
Hunter was too aroused for him to panic or think about his actions, that could come later. However, it was easy to trust Augustine and that would calm him. It was the thought of lying to his father that would be very hard to accept. Or not even only his Father, also his sisters and everyone he cares about. It was most likely going to be a secret for a long time but it was progress and he hoped he would be able to keep this sweet submissive to find out more. Augustine was gorgeous to look at and while Hunter would touch his cock, he was too nervous and insecure to. Add to that his distraction of his own pleasure. Hunter was really fucking the other's mouth now, his hips snapping forward hard and fast. The moans fron the other added to the pleasure and Hunter knew it wouldn't take much longer, but he tried to keep it in. He had denied himself so long that his orgasm would come faster than usual. He didn't let it yet though. Hunter's finger slipped into the boy's hair and held his head up a little by pulling on his hair. His other hand was holding onto some of the rope, his nails digging into the submissive's skin. Hunter groaned again from the pleasure and the sigh of the boy who's mouth he was fucking hard.
Auggie could feel more drool slipping from his lips, groaning and gagging as he felt Hunter's cock slide back his throat with little reserve. His toes curled, cock still painfully hard and back arching as he felt Hunter's fingers slip into his hair roughly. It was all too much-- his fingers greedily sinking into his skin and hair suddenly, and the rough sensation of his mouth being fucked as his ass was abused by the vibrating plug. Another two thrusts and Augustine let out an exhausted moan, almost gagging on Hunter's cock again as his body spasmed a moment before going slack, cumming across his stomach.
Hunter was getting incredibly close and almost couldn't take the pleasure anymore. Whether it was a boy or a girl sucking his cock truly didn't matter but Hunter knew he would have much more of a struggle doing anything else with guys. However, his thoughts were too clouded to think of something like that. He moaned before biting down on his bottom lip again. He started noticing Auggie struggling a little bit more and Hunter knew what was coming. Auggie was. He watched the cum land on the boy's stomach, a sight he had seen plenty when he did it himself but never like this. The submissive was absolutely gorgeous. All his thoughts only lasted a second before his mind went blank and his hips stuttered. Hunter snapped his hips forward a last couple of times because he came hard in the boy's mouth. He rode the orgasm out, his hips moving slower before he completely stilled and pulled his cock out of the boy's mouth, some of Hunter's cum smearing on his face. "Pretty." He mumbled.
Auggie was panting softly when Hunter's cock finally pulled out, cum seeping from the corner of his puffy, red lips when he failed to swallow it all. He inhaled, deeply, exhausted as his tongue lazily swept across his own lips a moment before giving up, focusing on breathing deeply a moment before he croaked out a quiet "S-Sir?" His voice was scratchy, as wrecked as his body and a part of him wanted to pass out on the spot, if it weren't for the ache in his neck and desire to clean himself up slightly once freed from the rope. Oh-- and the fact Hunter definitely wasn't as straight as he claimed.
Hunter had to take a moment before his regular thoughts came back to him and that's when the quiet panic started in his brain. He definitely didn't seem to be only interested in girls and while he knew that deep down, it was not something he had accepted as a possibility. Yet here he was, with his cum on a boy's lips. He took a deep breath and tucked his cock back in his underwear and zipped his jeans back up. He hummed when he heard Auggie's voice and moved him away from the edge of the bed. Hunter then went to grab a towel and wiped the cum off the submissive's stomach. His hands moved to remove the blindfold and it could've been like nothing ever happened. Other than the little bit of cum left on the boy's lips. "If youroll over, I can start removing the rope. Do you mind me using scissors?" He asked. He acted like nothing strange happened but Hunter knew he had to talk about it at some point, even if it only was to make sure Augustine wouldn't tell anyone.
Auggie tensed when he heard Hunter's pants and felt himself pushed more fully onto the bed, only to question the absence of the Switch a second later. Was he leaving? Where was he going? He understood this was likely new to the Switch-- being with another male-- but he still couldn't help the sudden panic that set in at the thought of being left alone as-in on the bed, heart racing despite the lack of movement. Nothing had been said-- what was he doing?! Augustine had relied so much on verbal queues when previously blindfolded-- and never left alone. The moment he felt a towel brush across his stomach he felt his entire body relax, strung out from nerves and feeling like he was on a rollercoaster almost from the highs and lows. The fingers by his head spooked him after that, blinking rapidly and squinting as he tried to adjust to having his sight back, gaze immediately avoiding Hunter's, embarrassed by his small panic attack moments earlier. "S-scissors are fine," he mumbled, grunting softly as he shifted his weight enough to roll over.
Hunter knew that leaving a submissive tied was a bad idea but he needed the moment of silence to think about what had happened. It was not every day something life changing like that happened. Hunter wanted to care for the submissive though, he wanted to make everything was good between them and that they could do things together more often. He closed his eyes to get back into his Dominant mindset and cleared his throat. "Good." He said, grabbing scissors from his desk. "You were really good for me, Augustine." He complimented. Hunter started with this boy's hands, cutting the ropes. It would take ages to untie them by hand and Hunter definitely didn't have the time or patience for that. "You're a great submissive." He continued. It didn't take long before the boy was freed from the waist up and Hunter ran his fingers down his back to show that everything was okay.
Auggie noted all of the praise, which while was pleasing, and in a way reassuring, he still felt so... distant. He'd been tied up and blindfolded-- wax dripped on and then used. And while he'd asked for it, he still couldn't help how wrecked he felt, hesitating to reach for his cock and balls as he waited on Hunter to finish freeing him first. He still had wax on him-- and while gone, his skin felt tacky from the cum. He'd need to shower when he got back to his dorm, but he didn't want to move much just yet-- and he couldn't anyways until Hunter cut the last of the ropes. Hunter. The Dominant looked clean all things considered-- not at all wrecked, though perhaps a little uncomfortable as he worked at the ropes? Augustine didn't even know how to summon the words to usher the other closer. What he wanted, he realized, was contact. Something physical after that scene-- but would Hunter even want to touch him in his own current state as well as Augustine's? "Sir," he repeated back, still nervous like before, but for other reasons. Hunter had told him to ask for what he wanted prior, but did that still stand? "I... Do I..." He hesitated a moment, finally working up the nerve to ask, "Can I stay for a bit..? Please?"
Hunter noticed the mood change slightly and he was aware that he was the cause of it. It was just hard to process what happened for him, since it was something that wasn't going to be accepted by his family and something he always told himself he wouldn't accept either. How couldn't he though? Was he supposed to look at the submissive and feel disgusted? He didn't. He had enjoyed himself very much. Hunter looked up at Augustine's face and he felt like slapping himself. It was clear that he was doing a very bad thing. Hunter had put himself first and while it was surely understandable, it wasn't right. "Yes, sweetheart. I wasn't about to tell you to leave." Hunter said as he continued cutting the ropes. "I apologize for being quiet. My mind flooded with thoughts." He said with a shake of his head. "How do you feel about a bath? I'll stay by the side and wash you a little."
Auggie couldn't remember the last time he'd had a bath, and while part of him had wished Hunter had implied he'd be in the bath with him, he still found the offer sweet, and nodded softly. "After.. Could we lay for a bit, Sir? Together-- please," he asked, scared knowing he stood a decent chance at rejection. "I can.. I can put back on all of my clothing if that makes you more comfortable with the idea, Sir... please?"
Hunter wasn't the type of person who loved cuddling but he still did it often regardless, when the submissive told him that's what they needed. Hunter wasn't someone who really got close to people and so cuddling seemed like a very personal thing to him. However, he knew that things were different when it was for after care and that's why he didn't mind doing it. "We can do it. If you just have your boxers on it's fine. I know you probably need rest." Hunter moved his fingers slowly through the boy's hair and smiled at him. Augustine was free from his binds now and could move freely again. "If you move to your knees I can remove the plug for you. You may do it yourself too." Hunter said, his mind clear enough to not think about what it would actually be him doing. He was just caring for the submissive now.
Auggie nodded, head bowed as he moved to his knees and turned on the bed with his ass towards Hunter. He wanted the cuddling-- needed the rest-- and knew his shoulders were too tired to do much more than hold him up even at the moment, let alone stretching to reach back and pull out the plug. "Please, Sir," he requested, back arched and dipping low as he rested his arms and head against the bed still.
Hunter moved to the boy and put his hand on his hip for comfort before he took the end of the plug and slowly pulled it out. It was something he hadn't done before and a sight he had never seen before but it wasn't as scary as Hunter would've thought. It was fascinating, if anything. Hunter knew he had to step up and be a good Dominant and that was what he did. Once the plug was out, he set it down. "Go sit on the bed, I'll come get you." He said as he disappeared into the bathroom to turn on the water for the bath. He then returned to Augustine and scooped the boy up in his arms since he noticed how weak the boy looked. "I enjoyed you a lot, Augustine. You made me do things I would've never have done. You're special. You manage to make me so comfortable." Hunter said, praising the boy. It was true, though. It was special. When the water was at a good temperature, Hunter helped the boy into the tub. He sat on the edge of it, playing with the boys hair and helping him clean.
Auggie sighed softly against Hunter's frame. Despite matching the Dominant in height, he knew his frame was smaller and he felt smaller in his arms, arms immediately circling around his neck and head resting on his shoulder. "Thank you, Sir.. I enjoyed it too," he replied shyly, eyes closed on the short walk but finally opened again when he felt himself gently eased into the water. He relaxed against the back of the tub almost instantaneously, eyelashes still fluttering softly as he turned his head to gaze at the Dominant. He knew his cheeks were no doubt pink-- though perhaps it was just the steam of the bath. Still, Hunter's praise this time around seeped into his skin more than the heat and he smiled, glad to hear that he'd surprised Hunter in a way that was well received, and hopefully not regretted. "Maybe we can do something similar another time?" He asked hopefully, arms hugging his frame as he leg his body sink a little lower in the water, neck craning slightly to keep his head above. "Whatever you'd be comfortable with, Sir."
Hunter couldn't get over the beauty of the other submissive. It was so breath taking as the boy sat in the water, his cheeks red with steam surrounding him. It was a beautiful image. Hunter continued with his gentle touches, because he wanted to and because he knew about the positive effect it had on the submissive boy. "We're definitely going to do a lot more together, Augustine. In many ways." Hunter replied with a soft smile. "You got this far, you're stuck with having to do scenes with me now." Hunter joked. "But first we'll make sure you're all clean and then we'll get into bed and cuddle. You deserved it." Hunter said.
