Nikto's Favorite Subordinate p45
(As promised 🐹 some Krueger x Eagle)
Krueger smirks as he looks down at Eagle who's blindfolded, hands tied behind his back, cock in a cage, and a vibrating plug in his ass. His smirk widens to a feral smile as he takes in Eagle's flushed face and chest, the way his hips jerk occasionally. His whimpers, music to Krueger's ears. He reaches down and pinches one of Eagle's nipples harshly. Reveling in the chocked out whine he receives.
"P..please Seb! I...I-" His pleas get cut off as Krueger pulls him by his hair till his lips are crashing against his own.
His body feels so hot, fuck he just wants to cum. Krueger is being so mean! He was just showing his scar off! So what if the other recruit touched him!
His brain stutters when Krueger sucks on his tongue, a moan making it's way out his mouth.
Krueger releases him with a groan, "On your knees."
Eagle shuffles off the bed and let's Krueger put him in place. The heat coming off Krueger's hands is intensified by the blindfold.
"Open your fucking mouth." It's practically a growl and Eagle listens immediately, his lips parting. Krueger doesn't waste any time, guiding his cock into the wet heat of his mouth.
"Letting him fucking touch you like that." He drags Eagle's head back and forth along his cock. "You're mine." Eagle tries to pull back to speak but he shoves himself deeper.
Eagle struggles to breath for a moment before righting himself. His hands clenching into fists, straining against the rope. Beneath the blindfold his eyes water.
"Fuck." Krueger moans, "I fucking love your mouth." He pulls Eagle's head towards him till he touches his base and hold him there. Enjoying the way Eagle's throat contracts around his cock. Only let's go when Eagle begins struggling in earnest. He let's him pull off with a low groan, watches the spit dripping down his chin.
"Seb, please..." Eagle's voice is hoarse, "Please touch me. Need you to touch me. Take it off."
Krueger chuckles as he watches Eagle wiggle his hips in frustration. He grabs the lube from the side table and forces Eagle to lean over the edge of the bed. His chest smooshed onto the mattress while his ass is perfectly placed.
Eagle jolts as the cold lube hits his ass, a shiver making it's way up his spine. Krueger spreads the lube around, by the plug, down to his balls. With his other hand he removes the cock cage and Eagle sighs. Only to cry out as a sharp smack hit his right ass cheek.
"Sebastian!" He says it like a curse, it makes Krueger snarl back at him, clamping a hand on the back of Eagle's neck. Pushing him further into the mattress.
"What's my fucking name? What do you fucking call me?"
A whine tears itself from Eagle's throat, his body jerking, "Seb! Seb! I call you Seb!"
"Good boy." He releases his hold, hand sliding down Eagle's back, down to rest on his pretty ass. He kneads the flesh there, watching the plug with interest.
He takes it in hand and slowly pulls on it. The noise that Eagle let's out is criminal. The violent shudders his body makes when the plug slips free of his hole make Krueger rut against Eagle's leg.
"Such a good fucking boy for me, taking your punishment so well...." He drags his fingers through the lube, dipping two into Eagle's hole. In and out, in and out. It makes Eagle pant, pushing back against him.
"Oh fuck, oh fuck!" Eagle's hands flex, trying to break the rope. But Krueger doesn't skimp on quality, it holds firm. "Yeess, Fuck Seb please! Enough teasing me!"
Krueger clicks his tongue, "You don't tell me what to do." He removes his fingers.
"No!!" Eagle whines, slamming his head down on the bed. "No no no no no!"
"His hands were all over you, touching what's mine. I thought I made it clear you belonged to me...guess I should put a permanent mark on you.."
Krueger shifts and undoes his belt, the clink of his pants hitting the floor has Eagle tensing. The cap of the lube bottle opens then closes. Kruegers hand grabs Eagle's hip. Then the blunt press of his cock is all Eagle can focus on. Then finally Krueger fills him.
Eagle's whole body seizes, mouth open as a cut off moan escapes. His cum making a mess of the sheets as his body trembles. Krueger's fingers dig into Eagle's hips.
"Cumming just from the feel of me? Kleiner Spatz you flatter me. Such a good boy." He starts a steady pace, enjoying the way Eagle's breath hitches.
"You arrogant- Ah!" Eagle can't finish his sentence due to a harsh thrust.
"Not a word out of you. The only thing I want to hear are those sweet noises you try to hide."
The night is young, and Krueger is just getting started.
By morning Krueger had thoroughly exhausted Eagle. He takes a drag off his cigarette as he watches the rise and fall of Eagle's chest. He takes in the bruises and bite marks he left behind.
"Still not enough...." He mutters to himself. Then a thought! He pulls his phone out and shoots off a message. When his phone chimes he smirks and responds.
The whole day Eagle is grumpy. His body is sore and he's so damn tired. Fucking Sebastian, the jealous bastard, kept him up all night. Then after he woke up, he was rushed into the shower, food was practically shoved down his throat, and then he had to supervise recruits running laps. All and all he just wants to find a warm spot to curl up and sleep.
Before he has a chance to make it to his room Krueger appears and drags him outside and into a Jeep. Anytime he tried to ask where they were going he was met with silence. Krueger hands him a water bottle and tells him to drink it, smiles when he downs it. It isn't long before Eagle falls asleep.
The first thing that registers in Eagle's mind is a prickling sensation on the side of his neck. Followed by a buzzing in his ear. He tenses and opens his eyes as both things stop.
He sees Kruegers legs and muffled German before he's being carefully sat up from his laying position. His neck hurts and is stiff. His mind is groggy.
"Wha...what's going on?" Everything's to bright. He brings a hand up to cover his eyes.
"Mornin' sunshine, tattoos all done." The stranger says setting his tools away.
It takes Eagle a moment to process what was said before his eyes snap to Krueger's. Anger ripples off of him in waves as he struggles to stand up.
"Kleiner Spatz, I had to. I do not share." Krueger tries to help Eagle stand only to get his hand smacked away.
"Shut up." Eagle's voice is cold. "You are going to take me back to base. Then I don't want to see you for awhile."
"Would you like to see it?" The stranger asked.
"No." Eagle snapped at him.
"Oh come on, it's just a tattoo." Krueger shifts from foot to foot as the man finishes cleaning the tattoo and giving them the all clear.
They exist the shop and pile into the jeep. The drive back to base is silent, as well as the walk to Eagle's door. Eagle hasn't spoken one word since leaving the shop and Krueger is visibly annoyed.
"Come on its just a tattoo."
Eagle turns in the doorway to glare at him, "You drugged me..."
"That's what you're mad about? I knew you wouldn't go willingly so I gave you something to relax."
Eagle's grip on the door tightens, Krueger's never seen his Kleiner Spatz so angry before.
"When we started this relationship we laid down our do's and do not's yea?"
"Of course we did, I'm a very demanding man." Krueger scoffed.
"And what were my only two do nots?" Eagle hisses it out between his clenched teeth.
Krueger stops, his brain processing. Then it feels like ice water was dumped on him. Scheiße
"To fucking late!" Eagle yelled at him before slamming his door shut in Kruegers face.
Krueger stands there as Eagle's voice from long ago echo in his head.
"I only have two do not's." Eagle sips his drink.
"Oh? I think we're gonna have all kinds of fun." Krueger shoots back.
"I don't do gunplay or being drugged."
"I won't budge on it, got some trauma there. Don't wanna talk about it, don't wanna dwell."
"Fair enough Kleiner Spatz, I agree to your terms."
Krueger has fucked up. Big time.
