#time four fun

[raakxbecomedeviant]

Stand In || Closed

@twenty-six-deviants

(cont from this thread)

The wolf looked down and he tossed Delta the bag with ease. As soon as he stepped out, he looked like he were about to gag, and growled with displeasure as his LED turned yellow for a moment. “It smells like someone took a piece of shit and roasted it for dinner but left it on the cooker for too damn long, now a fire’s ‘boutta fuckin’ break out.”

[raakxbecomedeviant]

A Lesson to be Taught

@they-call-me-bloodhound

The wolf growled lowly, too bothered by his situation to stay still. He had managed, at least for a while, a punishment set for having humped Damien’s pillow without permission. It was almost 6am when he started to squirm, hands bound at his back, his feet equally stuck. But he managed to get the gag loose after shaking his head around, pushing and chewing, gnawing at the toy until the leather had snapped and the ball slipped out of his mouth.

He panted, still hard and eager, trying to gently grind against Damien’s thigh as he got in close. He began to mouth over his neck and trailed up to his ear with the softest whine, whimpering Damien’s name as he began to grow wet against him.

[raakxbecomedeviant]

Reaching New Heights

@demonicfrustration

Four chuckled as he pulled Vee along with him down a couple of the streets and happily had their fingers intertwined together. He swung them a little, small skip in his step as his tail wagged behind him. He was dressed plainly, but comfortably, ripped jeans and a long sleeve, those ruby red earrings, and one of Vee’s chosen lace underneath it all. “Okay, soooo...just over here...”

He led him down suddenly to an alley and grinned at Vee. “Lemme know if that cane gets tiring for you and I’ll carry you everywhere. Just up here!” He hopped onto some stairs and turned to wait for Vee to follow him.

[raakxbecomedeviant]

Eye for an Eye...or an Arm

[closed starter with @they-call-me-bloodhound]

Raakx was currently out on some recon mission while Four and Two had taken over his shifts, alternating with each other between the DPD and his house. The weeks were busy but the traffic slowly died with school coming back into session and Raakx had finally come home. It was empty and he found a note left by the both of them with a smile, texting them to ask how everything was while thanking them for covering. 

Two responds just moments later, and he waits a little longer but frowns when Four doesn’t. He assumed he was just with Damien, and though he didn’t want to bother in case they were doing something, he messaged him anyway to see if Four had gotten back to his place. At the same time, a message from an unknown number appears, asking Damien if he’d like to chat about something important. About business.

[raakxbecomedeviant]

A Not So Stray Dog

@demonicfrustration

It’d been a couple days since Four had to return to his “work”. There’d been no messages sent between him and Vee during that time which was odd since he’d always managed to sneak in at least a “hello” or some sort of greeting during his breaks. 

There was a sudden knock at the door and the sound of a car screeching off just as the sun was coming up.

The sight was something horrid to behold. It seemed like Four had attempted to curl up but was unable to, half in the motion, half just laying there, eyes open wide and in a state of shock, on his side. But he was shut off for the most part, completely stiff, the left side of his body face up. He was dressed in a sweater, but his legs were left exposed, thong on, plug in. Bruises scattered his body from what could be seen, left on display at the doorstep for anyone passing to see. 

And then there was a long box beside his body, with a little note on top.

To whoever lives here,

Thanks for taking care of my slave. I see you’ve been using him exactly as designed, sex, sex, and more sex. Do you make him do chores, too? He’s great, isn’t he? One of my favorites. Actually, he’s my most adored. I forgot how tight he could get, and by god his screams are delicious. I bet you love the way he begs, too, right? Did you enjoy my modifications? Have you tried making him go as long as possible? I bet you’ve left him tied to the bed once just to hear him cry. 

I do miss him, though. I’ll give you an extended trial, but I want him back, soon. Clients have been waiting to book him and this summer is going to be busy. Here’s a number to call if you want to talk about a trade. I’ll give you anything so I can take him home. He’s been on the streets too long. My merchandise has been damaged. 

Don’t take too long to decide.

XOXO - Paul Gater

[raakxbecomedeviant]

Whispers from the Rooftops

@moore-than-a-runaway

“Come on!” Four grinned as he tugged Riley by the sleeve to the house. “It’ll be fun! Look, the sun’s already gone- it’s practically prime time to watch the sky! Plus, we might catch a shooting star. I won’t keep you out too long, I promise. I know it’s gonna get cold but it’s gonna be fun, alright?”

[raakxbecomedeviant]

Deviant, Deviant, Let Down Your Wires

@demonicfrustration

Huff. Huff. Phew...Huff...

Barks filled the air, a metal trash bin clattering to its side. Water slick pavement made it hard to run, but his feet carried him stubbornly onward. Ducking his head, he grabbed the bottle that flew above him and turned, slipping a little as he threw it and managed to hit someone straight in the head. He listened to it bonk hard and throw them off balance before he quickly scampered up, disgruntled by the wetness of his clothes as it stuck to him.

Four was only glad it was nighttime, easy to avoid pursuers and duck into dark alleyways. But he kept running for as long as his thirium would allow, and he dind’t even take the time to process how far he’d possibly have gotten as he ran straight into a wall and fell back, rubbing his nose before he looked up and back, ears flicking at the sound of hurried footsteps still coming his way and he had no other choice but to scale the wall. 

Thud. Thud- crack.

Teeth were bared at the closed window and he just about broke it as he forced it up and shoved himself inside, tossing the wire frame and shutting the now cracked window- it would need repairing to be properly closed- and he panted softly, sighing as he leaned back against the wall and brushed his dirtied hands on wet jeans. 

“Fuck me...”

[raakxbecomedeviant]

My Collared Puppy

@demonicfrustration

Four was a little more than nervous tonight. He had reserved Vee a seat at center stage where he could watch him easily and had promised he was going to try and give him the best performance he could. 

He was giggling to his coworkers backstage, honestly gushing to them as they helped clip on his garter belt to his thigh highs, chewing on his lip, excited and already sweating a little just from telling them about how he wanted to make sure his performance was good for his boyfriend.

They made a couple comments of him being cute, some wishing him luck, and his backup dancers hugging him and handing him thirium to be ready before they got him into a shirt, jacket, and tight fitted pants, and he slipped into his heels before taking a deep breath and watching the timer.