Happy Birthday, ihasanidea
November 5 - “I can’t stop thinking about the last time we had sex.” Brock/Daisy/Alvey Kulina continuation of this for @ihasanidea
Written by @ozhawkauthor
WARNING: VERY, VERY SMUTTY
“He’s late.” Skye paced the floor of the gym, chewing on a thumbnail. Leaning against the door to his office, Alvey watched her with amusement.
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen a woman so gone on my brother before. You really love him, huh?”
“I know he’s got his faults… but so do I.” She looked at her watch for the hundredth time. “Come on, Brock. It shouldn’t have taken him so long to get away from those guys chasing us…”
“If I know him, he led them on a wild goose chase just for funsies… and also to make sure they never even got a whiff of you.” Alvey unfolded his arms. “Come here.”
She hesitated, but she went to him and he wrapped her in a warm, comforting hug. “Brock will he fine, sugar. He’s too fucking stubborn to die. He’s gonna walk in that door any minute with some smartass remark which’ll make you want to smack the smug grin off his face.”
Skye laughed against his shoulder, but it was a little shaky, and Alvey tightened the embrace. “You should give him something to worry about.”
“Like what?” Skye frowned, puzzled.
“Well, if he walked in that door and saw me bending you over the weight rack, I bet he wouldn’t make such a smart remark.”
That made her laugh… but it also made her aware of Alvey again, of the heat and strength of him, the way he even smelled like Brock. Made her think about the last time they’d used his gym as a safe house.
“Alvey…”
“Or I could just put you down on the training mats and eat you out. Keep your mind off worrying about him.”
She squirmed a little. Her nipples had peaked to hard points and his filthy suggestions had wetness welling between her thighs. “Alvey.”
“Because seeing you again, I can’t stop thinking about the last time we had sex.”
She looked up to meet his eyes, which was probably a mistake. There was heat in his gaze as he looked down at her.
“Brock could always join in when he gets here,” Skye said slowly.
“I have no doubt he will.” Alvey’s fingers came up to smooth her hair back from her face, gather it at the nape of her neck. A sudden sharp tug bent her back over his arm, and then he was leaning over her, licking a long line from the hollow of her throat up to her chin.
The small pain as he pulled her hair made Skye go instantly limp. Alvey didn’t loosen his grip as he kissed the corner of her mouth, then licked back down again, going lower this time, into the open neck of her blouse.
“Get this off.” Abruptly he released her. “I’ll get some protection. And a toy or two.”
Her hands shook as she unbuttoned her blouse, discarded it and her jacket onto the bench outside his office door. Alvey came back out and nodded to see her sitting down removing her boots.
“Over here, once you’re naked,” he ordered, heading over to the heavy weights rack. Skye couldn’t see what he was doing, with his back turned to her, but she could hear a clinking noise. Obediently, she finished undressing and walked barefoot across the gym to Alvey. He raked her up and down with his gaze, his smile approving.
“Hands here,” he said, and Skye gulped as she saw the handcuffs lying open, waiting for her. Alvey liked it kinky, she thought. Though Brock liked to experiment, he also just enjoyed a long slow lovemaking session in a bed; somehow she didn’t think that was quite Alvey’s style. She had to bend forward over the weights rack for Alvey to click the cuffs onto her wrists and test them.
“Very nice,” Alvey said gutturally, one big rough hand smoothing lightly down over her buttock before he gave her ass a sudden sharp spank.
Skye squealed, startled, and craned her neck to look back at him over her shoulder, eyes wide.
“You think too much.” Alvey spanked her again. “Stop thinking and just let yourself feel.”
She moaned helplessly as he nudged her feet further apart, continued with the spanking, alternating strikes between her ass cheeks. Her nipples were hard and aching, and he seemed to guess, pausing the spanking to reach beneath her and pinch at them sharply.
“Want some clamps on?” His breath was hot against the back of her neck.
“Yes, please,” she whimpered, shuddering as he pulled hard on each nipple before letting go.
“You’re a horny little bitch, arncha?” The first clamp snicked shut and Alvey tightened the screw until she shuddered. “I bet there’s slick trickling down your thighs, huh? Bet you can’t stop thinking about how it’s gonna feel when I fuck you.”
Skye whimpered as the second clamp went on. Alvey was good at judging just how much she could take, she thought vaguely as the world started to fuzz around her. His fingers traced up her inner thigh, dipped lightly into her wet pussy. She moaned and pushed back against him, but he pulled away and smacked her ass again.
“Greedy. Not yet. I’ve still got more toys for us to play with.”
She heard the click of a cap, and then lube was trickling between her ass cheeks, followed by something cold… really cold.
“What the f…. aaaahhhhhhh.”
She couldn’t see it, but it had to be a glass butt plug, and one which Alvey had apparently been keeping in his refrigerator. He rubbed the tip through the lube only briefly before pressing it into her ass and twisting, driving the spiraled plug in slowly until he reached the widest point.
Skye was squirming wildly by then, cries spilling from her lips as she shuddered, overwhelmed by the sensation. Alvey held the plug still for a long moment before giving it a last little push to pop it securely inside her.
It was too much, the full, cold feeling in her ass combined with the pain from her clamped nipples. She struggled to center herself, unable to catch her breath properly, at least until Alvey’s hand smacked down on her ass once again.
“Focus,” he ordered, his voice gravelly. “Let everything else go. There’s only this.”
Her eyelids fluttered closed and her breathing evened out as he smacked her again, jolting the plug in her ass with each firm stroke, working her over until her ass was cherry red and soft cries came from her mouth with every breath.
“Good girl,” Alvey praised quietly, using his knee to widen her stance further. His next smack curved between her thighs, fingertips striking dead centre on her clit as the heel of his hand jolted the base of the butt plug. “That what you need?”
“Please,” she sobbed, “oh god, please, please, please…”
One more strike and she lost it, screaming and yanking against her restraints until Alvey stilled her with his hands on her hips. He waited until she was slumped against the weights rack, panting wildly, before letting go and stepping back.
Skye heard the rip and crinkle as Alvey opened the condom packet, and then he was holding her hips again, pulling her up to her tiptoes before pressing the tip of his cock into her soaked pussy, plunging deep with one rough thrust.
Incredibly sensitive, Skye cried out with renewed ecstasy… until suddenly her mouth was filled with thick, hot flesh.
Her eyes flew wide and she looked up to see Brock smiling down at her, his callused hands caressing her hair as his hips pressed forward, thrusting his cock deeper into her mouth.
“He’s been here about ten minutes,” Alvey said from behind her, in answer to Skye’s unspoken question as she gazed up at Brock. “Thoroughly enjoying watching you get your ass spanked, too.”
“Absolutely beautiful,” Brock agreed, his voice just a touch deeper and more gravelly than Alvey’s. “And nice job securing her at exactly the right height for this, too.”
She felt rather than heard Alvey’s chuckle as he thrust forward, pushing deep into her and shoving Brock’s cock deeper into her throat at the same time. Willingly, she opened her throat to take him deep, breathing through her nose. Alvey reached around her to tease at her clit, making a moan rise in her throat and Brock grasp as her throat vibrated around him.
With two deep voices praising her, two pairs of strong hands caressing her, two cocks thrusting into her (and the glass plug jolting inside her ass with every move Alvey made) it took Skye only moments to come back up to the edge of orgasm again and fall off, screaming around Brock’s cock. Alvey groaned and surged inside her, holding still at full depth, but Brock let her get her breath back before spurting into her mouth. She swallowed and licked him clean, gazing up at him through her lashes as he petted her hair and groaned her name.
Alvey withdrew first, gently removing the butt plug and walking away to leave the two of them alone together. By the time he returned, carrying the blanket from the back of his office couch, Brock had removed Skye’s nipple clamps and the handcuffs, was holding her close to him, murmuring loving words of praise against her hair as she clung to him.
Alvey put the blanket around Skye’s shoulders gently, leaning in to press a kiss to her cheek. “He’s right, you were wonderful, sweetheart. Such a good girl.”
“Thanks for taking care of her, Alv,” Brock said genuinely, without a hint of jealousy.
“Any time. Seriously. Any time.” Alvey smiled as Brock lifted Skye easily into his arms, wrapping the blanket around her as she began to shiver, coming out of subspace. “Always happy to take care of your girl.”
A slender hand reached out from the folds of the blanket, fumbled for Alvey’s hand. He gave it to her and held on, walking alongside her as Brock carried her to Alvey’s office couch. The brothers settled down, Skye snuggled tightly in between them. Alvey had already pulled the Gatorade out of the fridge and handed it to her, encouraging her to drink. She sipped obediently before pushing the bottle away and nestling deeper into their embrace, tucking her hands in under thickly muscled arms and holding on tight.
“This is rapidly becoming my favourite safe house,” she mumbled sleepily, heard Alvey and Brock both laugh before sleep finally claimed her.
