Spree
Sub Ajax Petropolus x Dom Reader
Summary: You and Ajax pay a visit to a sex shop and you let him pick out whatever he wants. However, your mind can’t help but wander with everything he chooses.
Warnings: M x F, toys, orgasm denial, riding, mentions of pegging + male fingering, degradation.
Word Count: 1.9K
You had been a frequent customer at this shop, so much that when you walked in the cashier greeted you by name. However, Ajax had never been.
His shame of being seen in a store like this clouded his thoughts for the longest time. But he had been such a good boy for the past week, that you offered to take him to let him pick out anything he wanted.
Ajax tentatively walked past the various rows of toys and equipment, his eyes lingering on some things longer than others. With basket in hand, you followed him with a smile.
New handcuffs were his first pick. The old ones broke after you had tortured him for ages, and he finally had enough. You feel heat pooling between your legs as you recall just how desperate he had been that night, to snap metal was impressive.
“P-please.. I can’t- I can’t take it anymore.. Please let me cum, I-I’ll do anything..”
You cooed, feigning pity on the poor writhing boy, and yet you showed none in your actions. You had been edging him for the past hour it felt like, and this was his 6th denied orgasm.
Your tight fist drifted up and down his aching cock, making his body jolt in pain every time you passed over his sensitive tip.
“You’ll do anything for it, Baby? Anything for me?”
He nodded his head uncontrollably fast, whimpering as your movements quickened as you spoke.
“Y-Yes, anything you want.. always.”
Bringing him to his peak was always easy, and it was no different now. One hand reached down to his balls and gave them a squeeze, while the other continued its relentless pace stroking him.
“O-Oh fuck, oh fuck ple-please.. I’m so close please, please let me cum.. I love you so much, please.”
And just as quick as pleasure came, it went. You swiftly removed your hands from off of him and watched with dark eyes as he arched his back off the bed with a loud groan, denied again.
Tears welled in his eyes and he thrashed against his restraints. With a strength only able to be produced in a high adrenaline situation, he snapped the cuffs in half, to both his and your surprise.
“A-Ajax..”
“I-I’m sorry.. but please please touch me..”
You cocked an eyebrow as you watched how he pulled a fairly large strap on set off of its hook, and absentmindedly placed it in the basket. You looked up at him to see any indication of bashfulness, but he was already looking for his next pick.
The two of you had never ventured into pegging, however it seems you have an amazing obligation to start now. Ajax had been thinking about it for weeks now, never getting the opportunity to hint at it until now.
Ajax’s mind couldn’t help but wander as he ran his fingers over the various options of lube. He imagined how they would feel coated on your finger as you stretched him open, making him scream and cry the way he truly wanted.
“How’s it feel, love?”
You queried as your ring finger slowly sunk deeper into him, right alongside your middle. Your unoccupied hand laid on his hip bone, tenderly caressing it to comfort him.
“F-Full, really.. really full..”
It had only been a few minutes, and Ajax was panting and whimpering like he’d finished already. You smiled down at him and began to shallowly thrust, feeling the way he tightened around you and observing how his thick member twitched at the feeling.
“Poor thing. Already out of breath and we’ve barely even started..”
After tossing a few bottles of lube into the collection, his hand reached out to inspect a gag, black leather and metal. But before he could pull it off the hook, you beat him to it. Ajax smirked and you smiled back.
“You need this.”
Ajax threw his head back against his pillow as your warmth slowly encompassed him. The wet tightness that enveloped his dick was far too much for him to handle, especially when he would open his eyes and see you riding him so beautifully.
You squeezed around him with a soft moan and he couldn’t help the loud whine that escaped his mouth. Far too loud, in fact. He often forgot you two didn’t have a house, but yet an apartment. The two of you had never gotten a noise complaint by some miracle, but you wouldn’t be surprised if it was impending.
“Always so loud, Ajax. Just can’t stay quiet can you? Does it feel that good?”
His mouth dropped open in an attempt to give you a verbal response, but all that spilled out were noisy moans and pathetic whimpers as you began to roll your hips.
“Y-Yes.. Ah fuck.. please, I-I’m trying..”
Ajax swallowed anxiously, trying to push his thoughts to the side. Getting worked up in a sex shop seemed typical, but somehow he still felt ashamed as his dick twitched in his pants.
After almost an hour, he finally deemed himself finished. The basket was practically filled to the brim with toys, much to your satisfaction, you couldn’t wait to break him.
And he couldn’t wait to use all of the toys, as you paid for everything and struck up a small conversation with the cashier, the half-hard erection he had been sporting this entire time thickened against his pelvis.
Ajax had to stop his urge to hide behind you and wrap his arms around you, but the more time that passed he felt like you were dragging things out on purpose. Making him watch you take out each item from the basket and place it on the counter, curling your fingers around certain items, it seemed like the torture had already begun.
But after what had felt like an eternity of your small talk and his impatient shuffling, you were finished. And as soon as you got into the driver's seat, you ripped open the packaging to a vibrating cock ring and ordered him to take off his pants.
“Off, now. You think I didn’t see you fidgeting in there? Couldn’t have waited five more minutes until we got out to be a desperate bitch?”
Once his pants were off and his red hard member was standing proudly exposed, you sheathed the ring onto him and pressed the button to trigger the vibrations. He slapped a hand over his mouth to stifle the pathetic whimper that slipped out.
“Well, now you get to keep that on until we get home, be a good boy and don’t cum on my dashboard, alright?”
