Being fucked up against the wall wasn’t the worst punishment Bing had ever had.
Being fucked up against the wall by Dark was certainly kind of terrifying though if that’s was what was going to happen. Dark could just as easily tear him to very tiny shreds instead. On the assumption that he was going to live, the fact that being fucked by Dark was slightly terrifying didn’t make Bing want it to not happen. In fact, he could feel his face heating up already.
All he’d done was offhandedly question if Dark really did have twenty different college degrees. Dark must have been having an off day because he immediately stood and cornered Bing, practically growling. Everyone else sensibly left, guessing what was probably going to happen.
“Do you really think you have the authority to question my experience?”
“No, but I do know you bullshit your way through stuff a lot, so-” A tendril of Dark’s aura snaked over Bing’s mouth, clamping it shut.
“Shut up. I need you to listen to me, and you can’t listen to me if you’re constantly talking back.”
Dark’s voice was deep in Bing’s ear, and any sarcastic retorts he had died in an instant.
“I have experience in many fields, Bing, including ones that are not taught in any school. I probably even know a few that you don’t. You should respect that.” Two more tendrils wrapped around Bing’s wrists, pinning his hands to the wall. “I think you need to be taught a lesson on how. Don’t you?”
The tendril around his mouth disappeared. “Y-yes.”
“Very good.” Dark then started kissing him, deep and slow, drawing each one out as long as possible. More tendrils wrapped around his body, holding every part of him in the way Dark wanted it. They were cold against his skin, like Dark’s hands at his waistband, starting to undo the button.
Then he paused, looking Bing in the eye, quietly asking. Bing nodded, then whined as Dark started stroking him. “You see Bing, usually respect is something that must be earned. But here, it’s different.” Bing tried to move, buck his hips, anything to get more, but the tendrils just held tighter. “Here, respect is something you must give to stay relevant.” Dark then stopped, moving his hand to Bing’s chin. “You want to stay relevant, don’t you?”
“Then you must give me respect at all times.”
“Y-yes, sir. I un-understand, sir.”
“Very good.” Dark then kissed him again, and suddenly they were in Dark’s room. Dark pulled Bing to the bed, quickly pushing him down and straddling him. “Maybe I’ll be forgiving.”
A few tendrils entered him then, making him bite back a whine, slowly starting to stretch him out as Dark started carefully removing his clothes. It was hardly anything, and it just made his need rise.
Bing’s clothing was removed with far less care. He swore he heard something rip.
I don’t know how good this is, and I doubt I’ll ever finish it. So, *shrug*
I remember reading this on Darkwarf’s Discord and I remember loving it then and I still love it now! If you ever fo finish it, let me know! I don’t see this pairing often and it seems intriguing.
