[Part 7 of 'Vignettes of an exhibition' - Shen Jiu and Yue Qingyuan]
Fic is under the cut due to sauciness.
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A triptych in black and white, the frames small, intimate.
The anonymity that came from exposure. Slanting light caressing a well-defined back, shallow dimples, and the kind of ass and thighs that begged to be worshipped, thick, close enough to touch.
Yet, the only touch that graced them was the slender pitch black of a leather riding crop.
First, the firm crack of the crop, loud in the stillness – a sharp breath intake. Ownership and control. The lightning strike that struck his foundations and made him topple.
Second, the shallow echo rippling over skin, the ghost of the crop’s bite, the tension born of enforced stillness. Breath caught in lungs, unmoving, choking. The blooming warmth of pain.
Third, the teasing caress of cold leather down the cleft of this perfect ass. Whispering filth across yet unmarked skin. Breath torn from his throat in a soundless moan. Need heavy on his tongue as his plea went silent.
A glimpse in an intimacy that felt too deliberate not to call for an outsider’s gaze, and yet so forbidding that onlookers knew to bend their head in deference.
[Xiu Ya and Xuan Su - Xianle - April '24]
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For the lovely @old-danmei-fan and @liss-art - my favourite QiJiu enjoyers - and enablers.
warnings: Strap On, Anal Sex, Nipple Play, Bondage, Rope Role Play, Safewords, Joey Is Not Actually A Dragon In This One (But It's Fun To Pretend)
i was informed by @alectoperdita that it's dragon day so here's something i've wanted to write for a while, was originally on my list for kaijouweek, i gave up on, and then decided to ressurect. i went through a lot today, including the power going out with no heat, so i'm not going to bother editing it. read at your own peril
The ropes at Seto's wrist were tight enough to leave red burns against his skin if he twisted too hard. Removed of his clothes, legs and arms bound, he was as exposed as he could be. Even the comfort of his own bedroom offered little relief. Not with the figure prowling over him. The dim light of the bedroom meant his captor was backlit from the window. Blond strands of hair glowed where they curved away from the face, and through the shadows his eyes seemed to glow with amber light. But what caught Seto's eyes the most was the strap on cinched around his waist. A dildo curved from it, the base thick as it came to a sharp spade point. It's back was ridged, promising tantalizing pleasure with every inch. When he'd purchased it, he'd made sure it was a dark color, glittering with red.
“Look what crawled into my den,” Joey said. His finger grazed a line up Seto's chest. He sucked in a breath, and Joey's lip curved up into a smile. “It's so rare I get such a delicious snack.”
Seto swallowed thick. When mapping out the roleplay, Joey was more than enthusiastic to play the sinister dragon, but Seto wasn't sure he was such the innocent victim. He should've known he'd be in good hands.
“Don't tell me,” Joey said, sliding onto the bed beside Seto. “You came here for my treasure.”
“No,” Seto said. “I came here for you.”
His lips drew back, showing rows of teeth. Seto wished he could drag him in for a kiss. His arm strained against the rope, and Joey's eyes flicked to him with an amused look.
“You're not getting off so easily,” he tutted. “You're in my den, at my mercy. You're lucky so far. Most I devour straight away.”
He swooped in with a chomp of his teeth, stopping short of Seto's nose. He didn't flinch. Joey laughed in his face
“Such a brave knight,” he said and leaned in to whisper in Seto’s ear. “Let’s see if you stay so brave.”
His hot breath made Seto shiver. His cock twitched with excitement, made worse when Joey’s tongue slicked down his neck. His mouth explored Seto’s skin until he came to the pulse point. The first brush of teeth made Seto suck in a breath. Joey climbed on top of him, straddling him at his stomach. He curled his fingers into Seto’s skin. The silicone of the dildo pressed to his stomach, heated by his own desire. He closed his eyes momentarily to imagine the dragon looming over him, and when he opened them again he saw Joey looking down at him with a curious tilt to his expression. The light seemed to glow from inside him.
“You’re beautiful,” Seto breathed.
Joey huffed out a laugh and ran his knuckles along Seto’s cheek. “An admirer. Maybe I won’t devour you after all.”
“Don’t make any promises,” Seto said.
He laughed again, and then leaned down to press his mouth to Seto’s. His kiss was open mouthed and full of teeth. They scraped Seto’s lip raw. Joey’s tongue forced its way into his mouth with wet, messy strokes. Blood and heat rushed to the surface. He wanted more than anything to wrap his fingers in Joey’s hair and tighten his legs around his waist, but he was kept trapped. All he could do was submit.
Teeth bit down on his jugular, and he released a moan. He could feel Joey’s slickness underneath the strap on, and that only made him more high with pleasure. When Joey’s tongue found its way to his right nipple, his whole back arched. He took the sensitive nub between his teeth and suckled on it. Seto panted with each spike of pleasure. He was fully hard now, which only made matters worse. How Joey’d chosen to sit against him meant his ass rocked back and forth to brush the rigid member with promise. Joey bit down hard on his nipple, causing Seto to shout. He looked up at him with a grin on his face.
“Is this torture for you?” Joey said, pinching the nipple between his fingers. “Or do you want more?”
“More,” Seto breathed. He always wanted more. He was never satisfied until he was raw and useless. Joey took to this with his usual fervor.
“I could shred you limb from limb,” Joey continued, and he dug in his fingers with promise. “I could tear your heart out of your chest.”
Joey slid down him, his mouth moving across his navel to find his cock between his legs. Heated breath bloomed against the head. Seto made a soft sound as Joey dug his fingers into his thighs, forcing his legs even further apart.
“Maybe,” Joey said with a wink, “I find another way to devour you.”
His mouth descended on Seto’s cock and his whole body reacted. His warm, wet tongue engulfed his tongue as his cheeks sucked in on the member. The dragon’s fire coursed through Seto’s limbs. Joey took no break as he engulfed Seto entirely, from tip to base. Seto could no longer offer resistance to the rope, only slope into its hold as his body went limp. He closed his eyes and pictured the dragon’s maw open with the long reptilian tongue lapping at his cock. He was so entranced in the vision that he yelped when he felt the first finger slide inside him. Joey dragged off his dick.
“Blue,” he breathed with a wave of his hand. “Just surprised.”
Joey grinned, returning to pressing his slicked up fingers inside his ass. “You got pretty lost in the sauce.”
“The stage is missing a fine actor,” Seto said, sinking into his palm.
“Aw, babe.” Joey lifted up, which had the benefit of pressing his hand further inside him, and kissed him on the mouth. “You’re gonna make me blush.”
“Can we…” Seto murmured, and then his breath hitched as Joey pressed his fingers to his hole.
“I got you,” he said. “I know what you came for.”
“Yes,” Seto breathed. “I want it.”
Joey’s fingers worked to open him up. The silicone dildo thrust against his thighs. He wanted it inside him. He wanted to feel its girth, its ridges, wanted it to destroy him.
“Do you think you can handle me?” Joey murmured into his skin. “Do you think you’re strong enough?”
“It doesn’t matter,” Seto said. “Split me in two, I don’t care. I just want your cock buried inside me.”
“I bet you do.” He kissed him again. “You call such a dangerous thing beautiful.”
“You are,” Seto said. His eyes met Joey’s, and he couldn’t help but smile. “The most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”
Even when Joey was topping him, it still delighted Seto to see his cheeks turn pink. He could dish out a thousand compliments Seto’s way, and it only took one word to make him a gooey mess. Even at moments like these, or perhaps especially because of them, he flustered, choosing to silence Seto’s words with another open mouthed kiss. Any more sweet talking Seto had was swallowed up by his tongue, and his fingers worked their magic on Seto’s asshole. It wasn’t long before he was slick and open and ready for Joey to drive him through.
“Hurry,” Seto said as Joey sat back to apply the lube to the dildo.
Joey laughed. “You don’t get to make demands here.”
“I’ve waited long enough,” Seto insisted.
Joey positioned between his legs, and the tapered head of the dildo pressed in easily. Seto gasped and curled his fingers into his palm. It was all he could do. The head of the dildo pushed inside, widening him up for the shaft. Short, sharp sounds burst out of him as Joey slowly situated between his legs. With the dildo half way in, he gave a sudden thrust. Seto keened.
“Oh,” he gasped. “More.”
“Not so fast.” Joey settled on top of him. The weight could crush his chest, and he welcomed it. “I don’t want you coming undone just yet.”
More thrusts, slow and purposeful. His teeth scraped against Seto’s chest, and his arms curled tight around him. Fingers threaded through his hair. Joey was like a boa constrictor readying to devour its next meal. It only elated Seto. With the next thrust, the ridged back of the dildo stuttered inside him. Another pushed it in even further. He gasped, groaned, dug his fingers in so hard he could feel the red marks on his palm. Joey’s mouth worked against his skin. Teeth and tongue, slick and hard, inside and out. Every inch of him was on fire.
Joey’s methodical embrace never lasted long. Once he was excited, and it was so, so easy to get him excited, he crashed down like a wave against the shore. He thrust harder inside Seto, grunting with the effort. He had little stimulation beneath the strap rigging, but he got off just on seeing Seto like this, helpless, at his mercy. It made Seto play up the act all the more. He arched against his restraints, fingers searching like he could fold them into Joey’s hair, mouth open and accepting when his tongue forced its way inside. Fingernails dug into his back and clawed the skin. Seto would be bruised and marked after this was done. Nothing delighted him more than to see Joey’s frenzy reflected back at him in the mirror, even if it meant wearing turtlenecks until the bruises faded. All he could gasp out as Joey fucked him was more, more, more–
He came suddenly. The dam inside him shattered, and there was no reprieve. His vision saw white as he came between Joey and himself, the semen slicking their stomachs as Joey continued to thrust inside him. Stars filled his vision. Joey kept thrusting, still kissing him, still shaking with pleasure even as Seto became overstimulated in his hands. For a moment, he thought he might actually fuck him until he was torn asunder, but the fantasy passed. Joey panted against his lips. Seto smiled and pressed a tender kiss to him.
“Undo my hand,” he said.
Joey nodded soundlessly. His pupils were wide and black. He picked at the ropes with only a brief curse, and Seto’s hand fell away. Pinpricks spotted up his arm, but he ignored them to focus on the man in front of him. Reaching beneath the dildo, he pressed his fingers against Joey’s clit. He sucked in a breath, sitting up to ride him properly. He liked when Seto went deep inside him, so Seto did, maneuvering as best he could beneath all the hardware. Joey still wore the strap on as he thrust into Seto’s hand. He was the vision of the dark and dangerous dragon, his long cock tantalizingly in view. His head went back, and he came easily into Seto’s palm. Seto gave him a few minutes, letting his breath come back to him. Joey blinked bleary eyes at him before undoing the rest of the restraints. Finally free, Seto massaged his limbs as Joey pulled off the strap on and crawled beside him in bed. He folded him into a hug that Seto accepted.
“Was it good?” Joey asked.
“Of course.” Seto turned his head to press a kiss to his lips. “I don’t choose my scene partners lightly.”
“Yeah, yeah.” Joey dragged him down into the sheets. “The dildo was a pretty good investment.”
Seto hummed, curling against his chest like a cat. “Maybe we should go a little further. A few more prosthetics could really sell it.”
Joey laughed, and it shook his chest hard enough to shake Seto too. He closed his eyes and exhaled.
“Next time,” Joey promised. “You wanna get in the bath?”
Seto shook his head. “A minute longer.”
Joey understood. He held Seto, pulling the blankets over their naked bodies, and brushed his hair with his fingers. Seto closed his eyes and imagined the warm heat of his dragon, the feel of its breath, and the rise and fall of its chest as he was held by it.
