Hal's Lesson in Fear. (18+)
Pairing: Thaal Sinestro x Hal Jordan
Warnings: Dry humping, anal penetration, imprisonment, biting, drugged states of mind, unnatural arousal, and coerced sex through pheromones.
Very likely sexual assault, warnings are not for show!
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In the Sinestro Corps base, deep in the cell block below the rocky terrain, was...the cell holding Hal Jordan.He was restrained in yellow, fear fueled chains, and heavy, see-through cuffs. He tugged, and tugged, but it wouldn't give.
Not even a little bit. It was like true metal holding him down.True steel, and true fear seeping into his skin.
"Sinestro-! Let me out!" He was sure it wouldn't hurt to try, but knowing the fear fueled alien, he'd be locked down tighter in spite for yelling. "...if you think I'm going to join you, you're wrong! I'm not joining shit-!" He started, the words hurting his throat, before he jolted. Sinestro's footsteps echoed through the metal hallway, (Tap, tap, tap...)
Before they stopped stone cold. In front of his cell. "...Jordan. I suggest you start listening instead of yelling. Your yelling won't help you. Your guardians don't want you." Sinestro's voice echoed through the door, while it slid open, almost gliding over the floor. "What kind of caring guardians leave their own to die?"
He stepped closer, boots echoing across the floor. It felt more ominous than Hal's other times being captured.
"I wasn't left for dead! You just got to me before anyone else could!" The human argued, but flinched back when Sinestro's hand grabbed his face. Forcing his eyes to look up into those glowing yellow ones.
"Your ring even left you. It mistook you for dead after that venom, did it not? Why would those guardians go back for what they assume to be a corpse?" The red skinned alien kneeled down, eye to eye with him. "I knew you were alive, I could hear you through the jungle's ambience. Laying there, dying, bleeding green with venom from a Vruur'uit."He narrowed his eyes at the uneasy human. "But your corp never sent anyone. No John, no Jessica, no Kilowog...but they certainly got your ring back. Think about that."
"...you say you're not afraid. That you're still as brave as they could be, but why is my ring so ablaze near you?" The alien leaned closer, touching noses together. His skin was hotter than a human's.
"That's-! Because your ring is...is weird! That's why! Now let me go!" Hal wasn't trying to engage, but his arm hairs were raised with unease, especially after Sinestro had leaned closer. "They would've come, you just didn't want that to happen! That's what!"
Chills racked up his spine."... would they?" Sinestro simply countered, canines visible in the light. "Who's going to come to our Corps for someone the ring confirmed was 'dead'?"
That was the true question, and it made Hal hesitate internally.He didn't have his ring, he was in his pilot jacket again, and...he couldn't breathe in space. He couldn't fly.
Hell, he could barely break out of the fear fueled chains tying him to the wall and floor.
"...there would at least be a retrieval mission for the body. I'm sure of it," Hal huffed, trying to look away, pushing away the strange...pressure in his eyes. He wasn't someone who cried, not in the slightest. He should've been getting angry, snappy.
..."They didn't retrieve Abin Sur's body. He was important and they left him to die on that plane." Sinestro easily remarked, grabbing his chin and neck, forcing his head to the side. He eased his mouth close to the veins and chilled neck hairs on the human.
"...I'm going to show you affection. From my species. Don't squirm." The words were like ice to his nerves, making him do the opposite of listening. He tried to pull free, frantic at the sensation of warmth on his neck. "Hell no-! Let me have frustrated tears!" He tried to twist free, feeling the chains tighten.
Red fingers curled over one of his ears, while another hand grabbed his shoulder—allowing the alien's teeth to press against the cold skin in a test.Sinestro bit into the flesh, sinking sharp teeth in; lips falling over the skin warmly.
He slowed his teeth, barely moving his teeth, while his lips sucked the skin. Hal couldn't stop the confused moan, feeling his legs shiver oddly at the sensation. No, absolutely not-! He was as straight as a pole! This was not arousing—Sinestro bit harder, allowing his saliva to pool into the wound.
His species' saliva caused many things; Arousal, dizziness, loss of speech...He figured this would be a good way to talk to the human's brain rather than him.
He purposely pressed closer, making sure that the other could move against his hips if he so desired."...stop with that. I finally get you to myself and you're already struggling to accept it." He purred against the skin, through the puffy wound.
He felt the human's hips arch against his thigh. He didn't stop it....Hal shivered, feeling foreign heat roll through his neck. His hips slightly twitched again, suddenly getting tighter under the fabric.
For a moment, he rolled his hips to try and relieve himself of the discomfort. He arched at how much better it felt to gain friction against the solid thigh, before his hips stuttered forward again.
Crimson flooded his face at the realization that he was humping the alien's thigh. Like the overly friendly stray dog people kicked off their leg."...A-Ah?" He gasped, breathy as the other wrapped a construct arm around his waist, easing his hips forward again when he tried to pull back.
The friction was making his metaphorical tail lash in pleasure."I don't mind." Sinestro simply huffed into the bite. "...continue if you need." He sounded amused that his bite was affecting the human this early. Hal didn't think he'd ever hear the other be amused. "...Mmf-" Hal shivered, feeling the construct arm hold his rocking hips.
His arms subconsciously tugged, wanting to unbuckle his belt. Thank God for the chains. "...normally a human would be writhing in pain. My species is usually the only ones to react to the breeding bite like this. You must still have some alien in you, even if it's not the ring anymore." Sinestro purred, pulling his canines from the bite, looking far too pleased for Hal's liking.
Than again...Hal shuttered at the real, hot hands gliding down his sides, feeling the warmth through his jacket. Sinestro's red fingers hooked around his waist and hips, the black nails digging into the fabric. His skin felt so...sensitive despite the clothes between them. "H-hey-! Put me dow-ahh!." Hal started, jerking as the alien lifted him, and put him on the cell's far too accommodating bed.
He paused, moaning sharply at Sinestro's hot palm pressing against his tented groin. It was like embers under the fabric, sparking as the belt was unbuckled and pulled out of his belt loop by those red fingers. "...if you think I'm going to hump you like some dog again-!" He started, sweat glistening on his neck around the hot, puffy bite.
His pupils went from a normal size to a nickel, almost swallowing up the brown irises.
"Oh, I'm sure you probably would at the moment if I let you. My bite isn't venomous in the normal, classified sense, but I certainly think you're responding better than expected." Sinestro purred, grabbing him by the face with a free hand.
He leaned down, distracting him with a quick kiss.His other hand slid into the unbuckled pants, and under the waistband of the damp underwear. He felt the human's hips jerk upward instinctively when he wrapped a hand around the hard flesh.
"...Hh-A-! Thaal!" Hal stammered when the kiss deepened, locking his lips against the hotter ones. He shivered into the kiss, pressing against the moving lips with a huff.
He felt restless and hot, making his response grow more eager for a moment. Sinestro's tongue felt cold compared to the rest of him, cold and rough as it rasped against his hot lips.
He parted his lips, groaning unconsciously as the hand in his pants started stroking. Up...Down...Up...Hal moaned lowly, hips jerking up as the alien swiped a thumb over the weeping, thick tip. His legs unconsciously spread as he tried rocking against the hand.
"...mmh-ah...Thaal...god...how are you not a horny bastard Every time we fight?" He gasped, feeling the bite starting to tingle, sending even more sensitive need through his neck, trailing into his gut. "...because normally I don't want to beat you by thrusting into you until you're drooling." Sinestro hissed against his neck, licking the bite.
This was all to raise the instinctive fear.It was certainly working, even if Hal himself was practically purring.
"...but I certainly can do that now. I wouldn't care at all in the world at the moment." His rough thumb swiped over the head's wet slit. "...would you?" He questioned, feeling the human groan into his neck, hips jerking up in response.
"...nnhg-aaH-!" Hal jolted, his thighs quivering at the tense pleasure rolling through his groin. It felt like he'd drank an entire bottle of drugs.
Like the drugs from the Thanagarians during a mission....he never drank anything they gave him again.
"...mm...You better not have two dicks." Hal huffed, feeling his hips eagerly shift at the hands pulling the clothes between them off. He tugged his foot free, not sparing a thought towards where his boots or socks went.
He could always worry about it later.
The cold air hitting his hips felt far better than expected. It was like icy relief hitting his hot, sweaty skin and erect length. He felt the cool air wrap around his red tip, sliding down the overwhelmed skin—He groaned, jolting in unexpected pleasure.
Panting breaths were forced out, ghosting over his lips in a warm huff. "...what...what are you doing?" He gasped, finding it easier to just lay his heavy head back against the pillows. He could feel the alien's fingers wisping over his thighs, Sinestro's hands pulling one up to hook it over his yellow shoulder.
"I'm going to lubricate you. I imagine it would be painful for you otherwise." Hal couldn't think of a good remark, finding his brain fuzzy and warm compared to before. "...!" His back arched, feeling two construct hands pry his ass cheeks apart.
He barely had time to react before Sinestro slid a wet finger in, circling his fluttering rim in a way that had him shuttering. "... mmgh-" his spine arched, more then before when the finger pushed in, grinding between the tight muscles.
Spreading the alien lubricant through the rim, another finger joining after a few minutes. Hal sounded breathy, eyes fluttered shut, crimson spreading over the bridge of his nose, onto his cheeks.His hips were slightly rocking onto the fingers, pleasure sending his brain into a heady mess. "...A..ah...F-fuck...Thaal..." His body jolted at the fingers pumping faster for a moment, slightly curling.
His anal muscles tightened around the invading digits, pulsing as they pulled in and out. The rim was wet and puffy by the time Sinestro found it suitable enough to stop."...nagh...n-no...why'd you stop...?" Hal panted, sweat rolling down his back and neck, feeling the fingers leave. His insides clenched around nothing.
"While I think you wouldn't mind coming undone by digits alone, I believe we should move onto the next part." Sinestro explained, finding his mouth dry at the sight of seeing his enemy arched and wet under him.
"...n...mm..." The alien deactivated his yellow lantern suit, finding himself harder than expected. His red cock held a dribbling tip, and raised ridges, twitching while he angled himself against the human's prepared rim.
"...stay still, Jordan." He breathed, holding Hal's shoulders down, rolling his hips forward enough that his angry head teased the puffy muscles. He pointedly ignored the groan that immediately followed under him, choosing to continue pushing his thick head past the rim.
His ears twitched back slightly, feeling the relief of the human's insides hug around him as he bottomed out; ridges and inches alike."...has your precious lanterns offered this?" Sinestro hissed, slowly testing his hips, before thrusting forward slowly.
His back arched with the movement. "Has those teammates of yours offered to fuck you until you can't speak?" The villain purred, deepening his movements when he felt Hal loosen and relax around him. His ridges rubbed against the human's insides.
"Or are they boring and unwilling? Saying that it's not appropriate?" He dragged himself out, the ridges popping free before he sank back in, dragging a groan deep from Hal's chest. He felt the human's wet thighs wrap around his waist, so he took it as a sign to continue. "...hhh..." He watched Hal jolt, rolling his hips into the deep thrusts.
He leaned down, nipping at the human's pale neck, licking up the Adam's apple. Each thrust got slightly deeper, quicker as he got into a confident rhythm.He knew that no one knew about Hal being here, besides his fellow yellow lanterns.
He purred, breathy at the feeling of Hal's hand weakly grabbing his hair. Pleasure rocked up with each slick intrusion between them, sending the red alien into a purring groan, eyes fluttering shut. He didn't mind control when it was like this."..." Hal was shivering, gasping sharply with each small thrust.
If he didn't have his ring, no one knew where he was...and he was actually in the Sinestro Corps base...Beneath the overwhelming pleasure was fear. The human arched against the rolling hips, a hand tightening into the bedding when a thrust hit his prostate. His length jerked, growing thicker and wetter at the tip—enough for him to groan when the second thrust aimed at that same spot.
His hair was a mess, ruffled from rubbing and pressing against the pillows in pleasure. "...T-Thaal...F-fuck...!" He gasped out, shuttering as the ridges rubbed against his prostate, and inner walls. They dragged against the sensitive flesh like nails on skin, rubbing it out of nowhere. His legs twitched and shivered at the sensation.
His breathing grew heavier, feeling the ridges raise and rub, feeling the alien's hips get faster in self pleasure. He had a feeling that Sinestro was getting distracted by the pleasure, since his hips were pumping in and out deeply, eyes closed with growling purrs. "...I should've done this ages ago. You feel like silk inside." Sinestro purred against his shoulder, wrapping an arm around the human's waist as he deepened himself with a wet noise.
His tail was raised, twitching at each thrust.Hal stretched, shivering while the alien pounded in-between his thighs. Their chests touched, hot skin touching sweaty skin for several minutes. Sinestro tugged the human into a kiss, tilting his head into it, licking between the human's parted lips. His red fingers tightened around the round flesh of the human's rear, pulling him into the thrusts.
"..." Adrenaline rushed through his veins, some type of knot growing in his gut with each small, deep movement. The ring Sinestro had tried to put on him days ago shivered, lighting up from the subconscious fear seeping through his pleasure.
For a brief moment, it wrapped part of the yellow lantern glove onto his hand. He barely noticed until he realized that he was starting to feel more energized then he had in days. "...if I get stuck with you-" Hal panted, arching as that throbbing sensation returned full speed. Everything in his gut grew tight and hot, making each push back restless. "...hh-Ahh-" he sucked in a breath, leg quivering as his thighs tensed.
Another set of ridges rubbed inside, dragging against his prostate again—He unconsciously constructed something with the yellow ring. It was a hand that went over his mouth as his back bowed.
Embarrassment burned almost as hot as the pleasure when he shuttered, white spilling over his stomach and Sinestro's stomach at once. The hand muffled his startled moan.
The alien rubbed those ridges inside again, before following suit. The release was like lava as he bit Hal's neck still, rocking his hips through the orgasm. His tail was curled around the human's stomach."..." The ring on Hal's hand responded to his subconscious fear, coating him in the yellow lantern uniform.
The mask over his eyes and nose felt cold and hard, more akin to steel instead of the fabric of his green one.
