Beg For Me To Stop - Captain John Price x Trans! Male Reader (NSFW)
Description: Price eats his boyfriend out until he's crying then makes him choke on his dick. That's it. That's the plot.
Warnings: Dom/Sub, Overstimulation, Brief flash of Jealousy, pet names, face sitting, blowjobs, begging, hair pulling, deepthroating
Names Used: Sweet boy, pretty boy, good boy, baby. No use of Y/N
Word count: 3.7k
NSFW Under The Cut!
“You’re sure that this is okay?” His voice is hesitant and creaky, the stress of his recent missions bleeding into his words. There are nerves there too, making his voice and hands shake as he reaches forward, placing them on the chest of the man beneath him to help steady himself. “There are other ways that we could-”
“No,” the voice is harsh, but the warmth there curled into his gut and sent a flood of arousal down to his core. Price reached forward, his hands grabbing onto the thighs of the man above him, he gave a reassuring smile, likely the last one for some time. A brief break in his careful tone and roughness, just something there to remind him that this is okay. His face returns quickly to that easy calmness. He’s so sure of himself, so confident as he tugs his boyfriend higher, “C’mon love, you said you wanted this, so get up here.”
He hesitates again. He doesn’t want to crush the man under his thighs. They’d never done this before, what if something went wrong? “John,” he’s cut off by a rough yank, his lower half being pulled up, hovering just over Price’s mouth. The force of the sudden movement nearly knocked him backward, he just managed to catch on to the headboard, using it to steady himself as he hovered over the face of his lover.
Beneath him, Price groans, “God love, what a fucking sight. C’mon now, get down here. Let me have a taste. Be a good boy for me and sit on my face.” The dirty words manage to pull a moan from his throat, but he doesn’t move. He’s still unsure, still hesitating, even as he can feel Price’s breath on his cunt, providing enough of a sensation to have him clenching around nothing. “Gonna make me do it for you?” Price asked after a moment, “Can’t even do this yourself, can you?” Price gave a small hum, his arms coming up to wrap around his thighs from behind. His hands stroked along his inner thighs for a moment, teasing closer and closer to his boyfriend’s wet cunt. “Don’t worry,” he gave a coo, “I’ll take care of it.”
With that, he pulled the man above him down so that he was fully seated, his tongue immediately set to work. His boyfriend gave an undignified squeal as that tongue flicked over his clit, coming back a moment later to lay flat over it and give a slow hard drag. Price made the movement again, flicking over the clit with a quick movement before dragging harshly. It pulled little pants from the man above him, his hips rocking just slightly into the movement, seeking more friction.
After a moment of his teasing repetition, a flick of the tongue followed by a slow hard drag, Price stuck his tongue out fully, tightening his grip on his boyfriend's legs as he began to quickly move his head back and forth, his tongue dragging torturously quick and hard. “Oh fuck,” his boyfriend's head tilted back, his cheeks bright red as he ground his hips into the movement, trying to jerk into it as pleasure hit him in continuous pangs, slowly building. Price pulled him closer by his hips, helping him to grind his cunt against his face.
Price’s beard rubbed deliciously at his inner thighs, leaving pleasant little scratches that he knew would burn something fierce later. He didn’t mind, it would be a pleasant reminder of this moment left on his skin. Price's tongue continued, but his head's movement stopped as he moved his tongue in a little figure-eight movement against the clit, moaning out as his boyfriend jerked at the new movement. The vibrations from his voice added to the pleasure, pulling a little shudder from the man on top of him, his moans growing in volume and pitch as the coil inside his gut threatened to snap. “God, oh god, John,” he leaned fully against the headboard, using the stability and Price’s hands against his thighs as an aid to continue grinding against the mouth of the man beneath him.
Warm pleasure continued to abuse his throbbing clit, his dripping cunt soaking Price’s beard as he continued to grind against him. The friction right where he needed it most was making him shake, the movements of his hips becoming erratic and jumpy. Price gave a hum before his tongue retreated and, quickly, his lips replaced it. He fixed his lips around his boyfriend’s clit before giving a harsh suck to the spot, making the man above him drop forward, his mouth almost hooked open as his mind began to grow foggy with the pleasure. He wasn’t sure if he was trying to get closer or farther from Price as his hips continued moving, the man beneath him dragging him down further to continue sucking and licking at him.
“John, John please, please oh God, oh God,” he gripped the headboard tighter, his legs beginning to shake around the man’s head as he grew closer and closer to that edge. “Don’t stop, please, fuck, please, so good to me, so good,” his words earned him a harsh little smack to his upper thigh, the feeling of it sending him jerking down into that quick tongue and clever mouth.
He didn’t last much longer, his thighs shaking under him as his movements became more erratic. All it took was one last good flick of Price’s tongue and he was falling apart, that coil snapping inside of his gut as his eyes snapped closed, pleasure flushing his entire body as he soaked the mouth and chin of the man beneath him.
Price helped him ride out his orgasm, his tongue languidly licking little circles into his clit, continuing even as the man above him began to squirm, trying to pull away from his insistent tongue. “John,” he begged, his voice wrecked, “Wait, wait, oh fuck, wait!” Price didn’t stop, even at his begging, instead he shifted the man up higher on his face, his tongue laving over his slit, collecting the bits of his release that soaked him there and swallowing it down.
He didn’t say anything as he began to slowly dip his tongue into the man above, each pass slipping more and more inside only to pull it back a moment later. His boyfriend gave a whine at the feeling, squirming to try to get away, only to give a choked-out moan as his movements caused his clit to brush against Price’s nose.
Price gave a chuckle at the sound before quickly sticking his tongue fully inside of his boyfriend's cunt, feasting on him like he was the best thing he’d ever tasted in his life. He thrust his tongue in and out quickly, occasionally curling it up to press against his walls. His hands were set to work too, tugging his boyfriend down to grind against his face in a quick rhythm, knocking the man’s abused clit against his nose with every move.
His boyfriend was quick to slip back into that sweet mindset of pleasure, the only thing on his mind was the too much and yet not enough pressure against his clit and the feeling of Price eating at his cunt. “God, John, fuck you’re so good at this, so good.” Price hummed, picking up the speed of his tongue as he roughly thrust in and out of the man above him. His cock was hard, standing at attention and begging to be touched, but he ignored it. He would take what he wanted soon enough, but for now, he wanted to hear the man above him cry for it.
He could feel his boyfriend’s cunt clenching around his tongue, wanting something more to fill him up as he came closer and closer to the edge again, his eyes turning a bit glossy as Price continued to force him to grind against his face. His mouth was still open, and gasps, pants, and moans were forced from his throat without his permission.
Price gave a harsh suck to his cunt, his nose pressing harder against his clit. That was all it took for him to cum again, his back arched and his head thrown back with a high-pitched whine as he spilled into Price’s mouth, the man happily feasting on his release. He began to come down from the pleasure, his entire body shaking with the force of it, but still, it seemed Price wasn’t done with him yet.
Price continued feasting at his boyfriend, forcing his hips to grind down against his face as he drew orgasm after orgasm from him, listening with growing pleasure as the man above him devolved into a babbling tearful mess. He wasn’t even hardly able to fight against Price’s hands anymore, only giving a weak struggle that would soon give way to weak moans and pitiful little whines.
Price adored it. He could see that look on his flushed face, the one that told him that there was nothing going on in the man’s brain, his mind only able to focus on the pleasure that he was forcefully wringing from his body. Over and over and over.
He chuckled as he could feel him getting closer and closer to the edge again, his little choked-out sobs making him lick and suck at his cunt with more vigor. His face was soaked at this point, but he didn’t care. All that he needed now was to hear him beg. He wanted the man above him on the edge, moaning out for him to stop, begging for the pleasure that was forced on him to finally end. Only then would Price stop his torture.
He got his wish a few moments later, the man above him giving another sob, tears streaming prettily down his face as he begged, “Please, please, John! I can’t please, I can’t, too much, too much! Please!”
Price gave a sigh of happiness before pulling his mouth away from his boyfriend’s cunt, one of his hands slipping down to continue pressing tight little circles to his clit as he spoke, “Just one more for me baby, one more. Think you can do that?” His boyfriend gave a shutter, his hips involuntarily rutting into the hand against him, “One more, then you can suck my cock like a good boy, yeah?” He landed a harsh slap against his boyfriend’s ass, biting into his thigh to get his attention, “Answer me.”
“Yes!” He sobbed finally, his face flushed red, “yes, yes, please!”
“That’s what I like to hear,” Price gave a groan, quickly shoving his face back into the quivering cunt in front of him. He kept his fingers rubbing tight hard circles onto his boyfriend’s clit as his tongue fucked him, diving in with renewed enthusiasm and strength. The sooner he tilted his boyfriend over the edge, the sooner he would get to see those pretty tears as the man choked on his length. He let himself enjoy the taste on his tongue and the way the man above him squirmed and cried out for him.
Pleasure pooled in his gut, overwhelming with the way that it buzzed through his body. It was all too much for him, not even a slight break having been given between the numerous orgasms that Price had wrung from his exhausted body. Even now, as he was sure he had nothing left to give, he could feel himself hurtling back toward that edge. Tears streamed down his face, his breath caught in his throat as his weak legs began to tense. He could feel the pleasure bearing down on him, covering him completely and seeping into his bones until finally, it all snapped, rushing over him tightly as his vision went dark around the edges with a loud sob of Price’s name.
He came back to himself slowly, his eyes peeling open to meet the concerned stare of Price, hovering over him. The man’s beard was completely drenched, juices from his multiple orgasms slicking his jaw and down his neck. It was a brilliant sight, one that pulled an embarrassed whine from his throat. Price only gave a chuckle, leaning down to capture his lips. The wetness from Price’s beard smeared across his chin and he could taste himself on the other man’s tongue. “Hmm,” Price muttered against his lips, “You alright? Think you blacked out for a second.”
He groaned against his lips, “Don’t let it go to your head Captain,” he wrapped his arms around the man’s shoulders, pulling him in closer, “If I find out that you told Nik or any of your 141 boys about this-”
“You’ll what,” Price teased, playfully biting at his lip for a moment, “We both know that you can hardly go more than a week without my cock.” His words had the man underneath him going a bright red, “How do you intend to punish me? Hmm?”
“I’ll,” his boyfriend started weakly, “I’ll hide all your cigars. Or,” He tilted his head back, a happy sigh leaving his lips as Price began trailing sweet kisses down his neck, “Or buy a bottle of that whiskey you like and make you watch me pour it down the drain.”
“How threatening,” Price teased, his voice rumbling with amusement against his skin, “You really know how to make a man shake in his boots. I’m terrified just thinking about it.” A laugh pulled its way from his throat as the man beneath him gave a small slap to his shoulder. Despite the teasing, his boyfriend couldn’t help but grin.
An idea struck his mind then and a grin pulled at his lips, “I’ll flirt with one of your regulars at the bar. Maybe that tall blonde one who’s always eyeing me up.” A gasp pulled from his lips as Price suddenly bit down on his neck harshly. He knew he’d gotten to the man and he couldn’t help but giggle, “Or uh,” he chuckled as he felt Price’s hands grip his hips harshly in response, “maybe the one that you hate. What’s his name, Walter? Wyatt? William-”
He knew he’d gotten the name right when Price removed himself from his neck with a growl, his lips slamming to his in a rough kiss. Immediately the man dominated his mouth, his hand coming to rest roughly against his neck as his tongue forced its way into his mouth. His other hand moved up to grasp at his jaw, forcing his mouth to stay open so that he could lick into his mouth and suck on his tongue properly.
“Fucking tease,” Price pulled back just slightly, spit slicking his lips, “maybe I need to force you back on my mouth, huh? Pull a few more from you just to keep you in line.”
His boyfriend whimpered, throwing his head back as he arched up into the hand around his throat, “No, no,” he begged sweetly, “please, I’m sorry.”
Price captured his lips again, for just another moment before pulling back, “Sorry? Want to prove it to me, love? Want to show me how sorry you are?” His boyfriend nodded his head rapidly. Price took it as his sign to move off of the man, pushing himself back enough that he could reach forward and grab his boyfriend's shoulders. He forced him up from his back, pulling him to his hands and knees so that his face was just hovering over his still-hard cock. Price wrapped a hand in his hair, tugging him closer, “Go on then, be a good boy. Suck my cock and show me how sorry you are with that pretty little mouth of yours.”
He slowly guided the younger man toward his cock, giving a low hiss as the tip of his cock was taken into the warmth of a mouth. Price let his head tilt back, a sigh of relief passing his lips as his boyfriend sucked and kissed at the head of his cock, pulling back occasionally to lave his tongue over his slit. “Oh fuck, that’s it,” Price groaned, “Take me all the way in your mouth, baby.” His breath grew heavier as the other slowly sunk down, taking his cock as far as he could into his mouth.
Price kept his boyfriend there for a moment, appreciating the feeling of his tongue stroking up and down the side of his cock and the occasionally desperate little sucks. He was waiting for Price’s orders before doing anything else. “Pretty boy,” Price tightened his hand in his boyfriend's hair, “I’m gonna fuck your mouth now, yeah? Put your hands behind your back for me.” He watched, deep satisfaction curling in his gut as the other man listened to his orders, folding his hands behind his back, “That’s it. Good boy. Now then, let’s see how sorry you are, yeah?”
With that, Price used his grip on his hair to pull him off of his cock before thrusting roughly back in. He set a harsh pace, his cock brushing against the back of his throat with every move. His boyfriend tried his best to keep up, hollowing his cheeks around the man’s length as his tongue gave as much attention as it could around the fast pace. Price gave several deep groans above him, his hips moving faster and faster as he slowly lost control of himself.
After a moment he pulled his boyfriend down harder, burying his nose into the hair at the base of his cock and just holding him there for a moment, feeling him choke on the length of him. He pulled him off a few moments later, admiring the tears that had gathered once again in the corners of his eyes. His boyfriend looked up at him with tears in his lashes before sticking his tongue out with a pant, diving back down on his own to take him back into his mouth.
Price gave a growl at the feeling, increasing his pace as he harshly fucking his boyfriend's throat, listening with pleasure flooding his body as he gagged and choked on the length of him, drool dripping from the corners of his mouth. Tears began leaking from the corners of his eyes as his throat was abused, but he didn’t make any move to stop Price, just moaning around the length in his mouth and giving several harsh sucks to the man’s cock.
“Ah,” Price tilted his head back, his hips stuttering a bit under his boyfriend’s clever tongue, “You’re so fucking good at this. Take my cock so well, huh? Like you were made for it.” He paused, tightening his grip in order to pull his boyfriend to a stop over him, his nose once again just holding him there fully over his cock. He gave a few shallow thrusts, “You were, weren’t you? Made just for me.” Another groan left his mouth as the other man gave another harsh suck to his cock, hollowing his cheeks as he breathed through his nose. Price held him there for a moment, listening to the sound of his boyfriend sucking and gagging on his cock, pleasure wracking through his system as a tongue traced up and down his shaft.
Finally, after another moment Price pulled him away, waiting for him to stick out his tongue again before rutting the tip of his cock along that wet heat. “Fuck, fuck, sweet boy,” Price admired the red of the other man’s face and the tear tracks along his cheeks. He looked well fucked and it made pride well up in Price’s chest just as much as pleasure, “Gonna let me finish in your mouth? Or do you want me to paint your face with it?” His boyfriend didn’t answer, too busy letting out little moans as he sucked the tip of Price’s cock back into his mouth, laving over it with his tongue before suckling at it for a moment. “Answer me, baby,” Price groaned, getting closer and closer to the edge, “Answer me or I’ll decide for you.”
His boyfriend still didn’t answer, instead, he looked up at him with wet innocent eyes as he took him further down his throat. It didn’t take Price long after that, his boyfriend’s mouth was just too sweet for him to hold out any longer. He pulled him down harshly on his cock once, twice, before his cock jumped in the other’s mouth, cum painting the back of his throat.
He took it well, swallowing most of it down, only a little bit escaping his mouth to drip temptingly down his chin. He continued working his tongue around Price’s cock, bringing him down from his orgasm before the man was tugging at his hair, gently pulling him off as it became too much fairly quickly.
He helped his boyfriend up, pulling him closer to him by his waist before sweetly slotting their mouths together, licking the taste of himself from the inside of his mouth. His boyfriend gave a pleased sigh against his lips, pulling back just enough to say, “You’re too good to me.”
Price merely chuckled against his lips, taking a moment before responding, “You’re the one who’s too good for me. How’d I get lucky enough to find someone who’d ask me to eat them out until they're crying before making them gag on my cock.” His boyfriend blushed bright red against the kiss, a grin pulled to his lips
“I like it when you’re bossy,” he tried to justify. Price laughed at his words before pulling him down with him, tucking him against his chest as they laid back against the pillows.
“And that,” Price responded with a grin, “Is exactly why you could never be on my team. You’d be too busy lusting after me to get anything done.”
“Mhmmm,” his boyfriend mumbled, exhaustion pulling at his system, “Sure, we’ll pretend that you wouldn’t want me bent over your desk any chance you got. Or that you wouldn’t get hard anytime I called you Captain.” Price gave a sputter at the words, his face going a touch pink. His boyfriend gave a tired laugh in response, nuzzling closer to his chest. They would need to clean up soon, his thighs already feeling stick and gross. No doubt Price was feeling the same considering he’d been practically drenched with his juices.
It could wait though. The feeling of the bed and Price’s warm arms surrounding him were slowly pulling him under, guiding his eyes to fall shut. Just a few minutes. Just like this, pressed together and warm, they could wait a few minutes.
