#y!sam

[appledyke]

a sketch of her. the beast

[paulie-lombardos-boy-toy]

So we all know Y!Sam has control issues and likes to be sexually dominant, right? Add in some unwilling Tommy and threats and you’ve got yourself a nice angsty Valentine’s cocktails 🍹 😌

When Tommy woke up, the first thing he saw was Sam leaning over him, moaning softly in his ear. The second thing he realized was that something slick was sliding in and out of his ass and finally it clicked and Tommy started to squirm and whine. “Happy Valentine’s Day love. Don’t try to run because I won’t let you and just enjoy it. I know I am.” Sam panted and slowed his thrusts as Tommy turned his head to the side.

Once Sam released in his ass, he felt a plug of some sort get shoved up his ass and yanked out of bed, bruises littering his body as Sam brought him into a hungry kiss. “Get dressed slut. We’re going out and last thing we need are uneccesary questions about your love marks.” Tommy whined as he was released and dug through his side of the closet and pulled out his usual suit and tie combo and got dressed under the watchful eye of his captor, wincing at the pain wracking his body.

After Sam got dressed, he led Tommy to the kitchen and shoved a plate of strawberry pancakes with butter and syrup and bacon in front of him at the table and crossed his arms as Tommy sat down and slowly started to eat, nearly groaning at the fluffiness of the pancakes and managed a small smile in Sam’s direction, who nearly swooned when those pretty brown eyes landed on him and thoughts of slowly breaking him down started to invade his thoughts and the mouth wrapped around the fork was wrapped around something longer, harder and thicker.

Tommy could tell something was up and he knew it wasn’t anything to do with Valentine’s Day so he gulped as Sam stalked over to him and gripped his short hair and pulled it against his hardened dick. “I can’t even let you eat pancakes because you look like such a slut while doing it. Bet you’re thinking my thick cock huh Tommy?” he spat as Tommy struggled and felt a few throbs against his cheek as tears started to leak out and stain Sam’s pants with wetness.

Sam groaned as Tommy started to cry, the feeling of superiority rushing through him as he just held Tom’s face against his clothed dick before yanking down his pants and made Tommy use his tears to slick up his cock that was grinding against his face, smearing precum and tears across his face before he released again across Tom’s face, who felt each twitch and throb with each hot stream and finally was allowed to pull his head free, cum coating his face and grimaced when Sam used some of it to paint his lips and smirked. “Lookie here. You look good like that Tom. Now be a good slut and finish eating. We have a big day planned.”

Tommy felt his hands get restrained as Sam finished feeding him, and let out a soft cry as Sam bent him over the table to take him one more time before they started their day..like usual.

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[naomana]

1. “It’s almost comical, seeing you resist like this. Maybe snapping your legs in half will shut you up.” Y!Sam/Tommy? -Sal

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“It’s almost comical, seeing you resist like this. Maybe snapping your legs in half will shut you up.” Y!Sam/Tommy

Tw: violence, coercion

It was already dark and roads were quiet. Perfect for what he was doing. It was only couple of hours since he got ahold of Tommy, after killing Paulie. He had no other choice with the idiot, but Tommy was different. He was always different, too pure and innocent for Salieri, too good for him. Too good to die for him anyways.

Muffled noise coming from the trunk made him snap out of his thoughts and he turned around as if he could see Tommy like that. He was most definitely pleading, maybe even trying to get out, but Sam wasn't worried about any of it. He knew he tied him well, there was no chance Tommy could get out of it. His attention turned back to the road.

Full moon was high up, bright as ever. Sam could clearly see the clouds lazily floating around it, it looked like it might even rain later. But nothing about it was important for Sam. Just driving behind the town, to one of the abandoned places he knew about. Place he could keep Tommy safe, from outside world and Salieri especially. Place he could keep him for himself, because he loved him so damn much. The though of losing him was making his heart ache.

Water started to splatter on the window, first very light drops, just to turn into heavy rain, making it difficult to see anything. Especially in middle of nowhere, surrounded by trees and bushes. Sam stopped the car by one of the empty buildings and turned the engine of. He just sat there for a moment, listening to Tommy's distant screams, getting annoyed by it. He just wanted to keep him safe, why was he so appaled by it?

He finally moved, leaving the car so he could go to the trunk. By the time he got there, he was already soaked wet, paying no attention to it. It didn't matter to him, he knew Tommy will make him nice and warm pretty soon, in tight snuggle, with no clothes on.

Opening the trunk, just to be kicked in stomach, holding it as Tommy pulled himself out and started running away. The rain made the countryside death trap, perfect for Sam, not so much for Tommy. He kept tripping over little branches, slipping on mud before he fell to ground and got stuck in big puddle of mud. By the time he managed to get free, ready to run again, Sam was behing him with his gun pointing at him.

Tommy could only do one step, hearing the warning gunshot echoing in empty surroundings. Making the birds fly away in panic, despite them trying to hide from the rain as any other living beings. That was good enough to stop him, slowly turning around to face his former friend, who went completely batshit crazy in head.

"Next one will be in your head Tommy." Sam said coldly, still pointing his gun at him. He could see fear in Tommy's eyes, mixed with hint of resist. Was he seriously thinking about attacking him? Was he that stupid? To risk his own life?

No, Tommy wasn't stupid. Naive maybe, but he was always smart. It was desperation that kept him so resilient.

"You think I'm joking? C'mon then. Try it." He encouraged him, seeing he was already getting stuck in the mud again. Before he'd have chance to even take a step, Sam would already shoot him dead. They both knew it. Still, it was the only thing Tommy had left and he went for it. Taking a step forward, before Sam pulled the trigger again, hitting Tommy in his shoulder, who cried out loudly. Holding his wounded shoulder, he slided to his knees with sobs and more pleading. "Sammy please. I have family for Christ sake."

"It's almost comical, seeing you resist like this. Maybe snapping your legs in half will shut you up." Sam hissed at him, grabbing him by his hair to pull him back on his feet. He had to admire Tommy's skills. He managed to get free, run for quite a while before Sam got to him again. He really was something, but he already knew that.

"Or maybe I should pay visit to Sarah? Is that what you want me to do?" He was staring into his eyes, seeing the resistence finally breaking and Tommy quietly shook his head.

"Then come on." Sam pushed him forward, taking him back to the abandoned building. And Tommy walked without another word of protest, thinking about his family's safety. He'd do anything to keep his girls safe, even letting mad Sam hurting him like this. Even allowing to get fucked by him, being whispered sickly 'sweet' words of love, complete opposite of his actions.