Chapter 4 of my @hankconminibang collab with @sweeteatercat "The Paths We Take" is online!
Go read it here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/79382131/chapters/208424741
Prompt From @sweeteatercat: Topping from the bottom-Hankvin
Ship: Hank/Gavin-Hankvin
Fandom: Detroit Become Human
Rating: Explicit
Tags: Topping from the bottom, bottom gavin, top hank, spanking, edging, unsafe sex, Daddy kink
Tantrum (full fic under the cut) 👀😈🔥
Gavin isn’t relaxing. Which is frustrating for both of them, because they really needed the mental break after so much extended time at the DPD. It was frying both of their brains and they just- needed this tonight. Each other . Time in a space where they both benefited equally. But someone was having a little trouble remembering his pre-negotiated role.
“Hit me harder,” Gavin pants, pushing his ass back against Hank’s cock for the third time now, after he was instructed, very clearly, not to move.
“I know exactly how hard to hit you, thank you very much,” Hank smirks, running his hands over Gavin’s red-swatted ass lightly, not giving him what he wants when he’s being bratty.
Gavin huffs his disagreement. No, Hank doesn’t, because if he did Gavin wouldn't have said anything. He’s about to open his mouth before there's a huge hand in his hair, yanking him backward and into compliance just the way Gavin needs when he’s feeling strung out like this.
Tension melts off Gavin’s body in waves, and Hank sees the muscles in his neck and shoulders relax for the first time all week. Hank couldn't help but smirk at Gavin immediately proving his point.
“Thank you, Daddy…” Gavin moans when he can take a steady breath in again, and Hank grins in triumph.
“There you go, Sweetheart.”
Gavin whines at the pet name, melting deeper into Hank’s hands.
“...I still want you to hit me harder…”
Hank scratches the hair on Gavin’s head, chuckling when the man practically purrs.
“Then you know how to ask for it, don’t you baby?”
The whine that punches out of Gavin’s throat is music to Hank’s ears. It doesn't take any more prodding, Gavin assumes the position the next moment. Gain readjusts on his knees before crossing his arms behind his back. His hands find his elbows before he leans forward, resting comfortably on his chest and shoulders with his ass up in the air for Hank to appreciate and play with.
Hank loves him like this. Well he loves Gavin all the time, but he especially loves how hot Gavin looks like this. How open he lets himself be with Hank. He tells Gavin so in the next moment, before running his hands all over his partners skin. He starts at Gavin’s shoulders, skimming across each of the muscles to make sure nowhere was particularly tense or pinched before drifting lower, one palm running down the expanse of Gavin’s spine until he met the man's interlocked arms. He squeezed in the center of them before asking,
“Color baby.”
“I’m green Daddy,” Gavin hums.
Hank smiled. Gavin was finally in the headspace he wanted him in.
“Good, tell me when it gets too hard okay? I’ll keep it right on the edge of too much, just the way you like.”
The rest of Gavin’s anxiety melted off of him with a groan and Hank started them off with one painfully stinging swat to Gavin’s ass.
Gavin sobbed out his pleasure beautifully, squeezing his hands around his elbows and locking his knees to stay in place.
“Thank you, Daddy.”
“Good boy Gav,” Hank praised, before delivering two more just like it to his other cheek.
“Phck,” Gavin panted, hips struggling to stay still. His cock was hard, dripping all over the mattress below him. He wanted so badly to fold his knees, hump furiously against the sheets until he came.
“Do I need to tie you down?” Hank asks, hot and gravely in his ear, and Gavin about dies.
“Please Daddy,” Gavin sobs, hoarse and scrubbed as raw as he feels.
-
Hank has equipment , for when they play like this. 15 years together and they've done most things. Some things more often than others, and bondage and rough play were some of those things.
Gavin’s hips are tied down with a strap across a sturdy piece of cushioned furniture. His legs are held apart and also bound to two of the furniture legs. His cock was fed through a generous opening in the center of the bench, dangling several feet above the floor. He was still steadily dripping slick and making a complete mess of the space below. But he couldn't help it. He was so exposed like this, open and vulnerable for Hank to touch, torture, and play with, and it drove Gavin insane with desire. Hank was scratching all of his kinks tonight.
Hank allowed him free use of his hands, which Gavin appreciates because he was resting his head comfortably on them now while he waits for the next move. Forty seconds too long for his liking.
“My dick’s starting to flag Anderson…”
Hank snorts before swatting his still reddened ass hard, pulling Gavin back down pleasantly.
“Christ you’re impatient,” Hank chuckled, smoothing over the skin with his hand, making Gavin whine in frustration. He didn't want soft, but he was getting it because Hank knows what Gavin needs even better than him sometimes. “I think you're perfect like this. Now if only I could find a better use for your mouth.”
Gavin snorts, looking back as much as he can with half his body restrained before sassing,
“I’m sure you’ll think of something.”
Hank shrugs.
“Or someones. I know two people I could call.” Hank offered carefully.
‘People’ is generous. They played with the android ‘twins’ sometimes . It was almost always incredible. Who was he kidding? It was some of the best sex of his phcking life when the two of them were also involved. But Gavin only wanted Hank tonight. So Gavin told him that. Hank understood perfectly.
“Then I guess I’ll have to multitask.”
“I’d argue that's one of your strengths.”
Hank swatted Gavin’s ass hard, watching gleefully as his hips rocket forward in a desperate attempt to gain some friction to his cock knowing he’d get none. Hank knows he's got Gavin right where he wants him and it makes Gavin weak.
“Think I’ll fuck you first, fill you up, maybe take some pictures. Then if your attitude’s gone, I'll let you cum.”
“Phck, phck,” Gavin whimpers, body struggling to keep up with the painful surge of pleasure that potential course of events filled him with. His fingers clench around the end of the bench and he fights to hold his hips still when all he wants to do is buck against the table. “Daddy please,”
“Like that idea?” Hank smiles.
Like it? Ha! What a stupid question.
“Yes Daddy…”
The initial stretch of taking Hank always hurts, no matter how long they spend working him open. He’s just so phcking huge. Everything about the older man was. And Gavin loved it. Loved the way it made him so full he couldn't think about anything but getting them both off.
-
“Please…” Gavin gasps again for who knows how many times now. Hank has been edging him for going on an hour now. Bringing him to the absolute edge but never beyond with a steady rotation between his enormous cock and fingers until Gavin is reduced to a shaking and whimpering pile begging to be destroyed.
“What’s that baby, you say something?” Hank hums amusedly, rotating the three fingers of his inside Gavin’s ass, hot and slick from Hank’s release just moments ago. He pushes his fingers against Gavin’s prostate and rubs hard, which was so phcking sore it throbbed.
It’s enough to have Gavin shuddering and spilling slick all over the floor as another rocketing wave of pleasure pumped through his overtaxed body.
“Daddy…please…” Gavin cries, from his eyes and his cock because- he can't take any more. He’s been so good. He’s done everything Daddy asked, he needs to be rewarded.
“Alright, alright, supposed you have suffered enough.” Hank chuckles, and it's so warm it makes Gavin flush. “Let me at least slide back inside of you, I love the way you feel around me when you cum.”
Gavin feels the air leave his lungs like someone knocked him clear on his ass. Hank’s fingers were pulled free faster than he wanted, but as soon as they were replaced by Hank’s huge cock he didn't care. He didn't have the brain capacity to care. Because the stretch and pressure against his prostate and the permission has him cumming hard, and with another hard wave of tears because he’s been denied for so long. Whimpers and hiccups of thanks are spilling from his lips next, he doesn't want Hank to stop, it hurts just the way he loves. Breaks him in just the way he needs when life gets unnecessarily stupid.
Because Hank knows him better than anyone else in the world.
