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kingofsomekindWho: Lucas Anker (wedancetodrownoursorrows) & Damon O’Neill (kingofsomekind)
What: Staycation Honeymoon
When: Ongoing during the month
Where: Their home in the dales
Warning(s): Smut af
They were behind on things. Their new little puppy had taken up a great deal of time in the days following their wedding, and they’d both excitedly given all of their time to her care. Damon has shown Lucas how to train a dog and they’d bought her a bed and toys, food and a treats and a dish. But now... now she was sound asleep, getting the rest a young dog needs and Damon wanted to take advantage of the peace to spend some of this time making up for their... physical needs.
He grinned as he tugged Lucas’ sleeve, backing up their wide staircase and toward the door to their bedroom. He considered the possibility of moving it further, into the dungeon.
“Where do you think we should take this?”
Damon gave Lucas a look, chewing softly at his lip, before tipping his head back for a kiss.
wedancetodrownoursorrows) & Damon O’Neill (kingofsomekind) What: Staycation Honeymoon
When: Ongoing during the month
Where: Their home in the dales
Warning(s): Smut af
They were behind on things. Their new little puppy had taken up a great deal of time in the days following their wedding, and they’d both excitedly given all of their time to her care. Damon has shown Lucas how to train a dog and they’d bought her a bed and toys, food and a treats and a dish. But now... now she was sound asleep, getting the rest a young dog needs and Damon wanted to take advantage of the peace to spend some of this time making up for their... physical needs.
He grinned as he tugged Lucas’ sleeve, backing up their wide staircase and toward the door to their bedroom. He considered the possibility of moving it further, into the dungeon.
“Where do you think we should take this?”
Damon gave Lucas a look, chewing softly at his lip, before tipping his head back for a kiss.
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Date: 2019-09-16 02:07 am (UTC)But there were other things that had been put on hold while they did that. Now that Gontia was sound asleep, he considered asking Damon if maybe he felt like doing some of those other things. But before he could ask, he was being tugged gently at the sleeve up their stairs to their bedroom.
Lucas considered his options. There was the bedroom, and there was the dungeon. He kissed Damon back, slightly desperately. It had been a while - for them, anyway.
"Dungeon?"
He didn't have any particular ideas in mind, but something told him that's what they should do. Though if Damon preferred not, he'd be more than happy with that too.
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Date: 2019-09-16 02:38 am (UTC)“Sounds perfect.”
He paused where they stood, just a few steps from the second story landing, and reached his hands under Lucas’ shirt to scrape his nails down Lucas’ chest and lower along his abdomen.
“Do you think we ought to get one of your collars out?”
He smirked as he said it, waiting to see Lucas’ reaction before continuing on through their bedroom and guiding his husband into their dungeon.
Lucas had asked for this space and they must have done something very right because they were spoiled for choice. Virtually everything he could hope for was available to them, from gentle teases and sensation toys to implements capable of inflicting very real pain and injury. And the array of options for binding someone seemed endless. Nearly any position was possible and many were available in a variety of textures and with or without padding for comfort. Damon had enjoyed the last few months, both of them taking turns trying various configurations and scenes on for size, and at times it was almost difficult to decide what to do.
Today, though, Damon had a handful of specific things in mind and he was more than a little excited to play them out. He was considering suspending Lucas with a pulley so that Damon could raise and lower him at will, tilting and tipping him into position. It would be exciting to have total, 360 access to his partner and to be free to do anything they liked and he also hopped to distribute the rope so that Lucas could enjoy the feeling of near weightlessness as he was teased and fucked.
Once fully inside, Damon closed the door behind them and set about undressing them both hurriedly. He kissed Lucas again as he did, tugged at waistbands and unbuttoning his shirt as he sucked and nibbles at Lucas’ lips and down along his jaw.
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Date: 2019-09-16 03:01 am (UTC)He nodded slowly, his breath already slightly ragged.
"Yes. Please,"
He let Damon guide him into their dungeon, wondering if Damon had anything else in mind, of he was going to go with the flow. Either way, Lucas was on board.
Lucas helped them undress - though Damon was faster than he was - as he kissed Damon back. Once their clothes were off, he kissed him again.
"Which one would you like me to wear?"
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Date: 2019-09-22 06:49 am (UTC)“This is the one. It looks like it was made for you.”
He grinned and raised an eyebrow.
“I mean, it probably was.”
It was definitely too small for Damon to wear comfortably and they had been given everything in this room as a reward of sorts so it didn’t surprise Damon at all when he the hammered metal sat perfectly against Lucas’ pale, strong neck. Even the gap through which his neck passed before the back hinge could be swung shut and the collar locked in place was exactly the right size.
With the collar in place, Damon stepped back around to see Lucas in it. The sight of his husband, nude but for the stiff, gleaming collar twisted something in Damon and he barely contained a low growl as an animalistic desire to control Lucas flared up inside him. He ran a fingertip along the lower edge of the collar, brushing lightly against his partner’s skin.
“Would you like to tell me what you need, Lucas?”
It wasn’t presented as an optional question. Damon had the tone of a stern teacher calling on a student she suspected hadn’t done the reading, and he smiled in a way that implied that any answer was equally likely to be right and wrong at the same time. He bit back the impulse to run his tongue up Lucas’ neck, along the cold metal, to bite and bruise his way along Lucas’ delicate, sharp jawline.
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Date: 2019-09-22 06:11 pm (UTC)He shivered a little as Damon lightly brushed his skin with his fingertip. And then Damon asked - well, told him, really - to tell him what he needed. He felt even warmer. His mind briefly short-circuiting and then all at once rushing with a hundred different things he would like right now. There was always something about Damon that made Lucas want everything all at once. But he had to make a decision of some kind.
Lucas stuttered a little as he started to speak.
"I - need. A lot. Um. I want to do everything you tell me to do. I. Want you to tease me. Make me beg. Make me come so hard and so loudly that you're glad we now have a house far away from everyone else."
He didn't know if that was clear enough for Damon, but he supposed he would see in a moment. He didn't know if Damon wanted concepts or specifics.
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Date: 2019-10-04 05:21 am (UTC)Damon moved in to kiss Lucas hard, crushing his lips against Lucas’ and biting them, hands fisted in his hair and tugging.
“I can do that.”
He smirked and leaned forward once more to suck softly at Lucas’ swollen bottom lip, running his tongue along the tender skin before stepping back to look at him. There was something incredible about Lucas like this, an unspeakable beauty to his husband standing before him, hair a messy and lips parted, nude and collared. He didn’t have one favorite view of Lucas - he adored him making tea in a jumper or growling on top of him or sleeping in his lap - but this was definitely high on the list.
“On your knees,” he began, stern despite the barest hint of a smile breaking through and betraying his actual feelings for a split second before melting away.
He gave Lucas a moment to move into place before reaching down to stroke himself slowly, less than a foot from Lucas’ face, allowing him a long moment to see Damon’s erect cock in full. He took Lucas’ chin in one hand, tipping his head to meet Damon’s gaze, and continued the languid movements of the first.
“Do you want it, Lucas?”
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Date: 2019-10-04 07:02 pm (UTC)It took a moment for him to process what had been told of him, but once he had, he was down on his knees, looking up at Damon, eyes wide and very clearly showing his need, waiting for whatever was going to happen next.
His mouth hung slightly open as he watched Damon stroke himself, watching with intensity and desire.
At first he just nodded eagerly, but then managed to speak.
"Yes. Please." He swallowed slightly.
He didn't even know in what way Damon meant, but he was down for anything. Mouth, hand, arse, all were good, all he knew was that he desperately wanted it.
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Date: 2019-10-04 09:23 pm (UTC)“Good boy,” he began, reaching down to give Lucas a gentle pet.
“But I don’t think you’ve earned it quite yet. Though I’m sure you’ll manage to get your fill and then some before I’m done.”
He smirked, putting just a little too much emphasis on the word fill. He wasn’t sure yet if that meant a little of everything or an afternoon of testing Lucas’ limits. Maybe some of both. But Damon was certain that whatever he chose, he would make sure it was worth the amount of desperation and pleading he was gong to demand of his husband first.
Appraising the borderline obscene array of options the room had to offer, Damon selected a handful of smaller implements, a combination of toys and impact devices: a heavily etched and drilled wooden paddle, a gentler faux suede flogger, a medium size plug with a hollow core, a small buy elaborately textured dildo. He wasn’t sure the order of things yet but Lucas would have to earn each one in turn. He was torn as to whether to gag him but thought better of it - he wanted to hear the need in Lucas’ voice, hear him struggle to find the words, and for that his boy needed his mouth free.
Grabbing their lube and, for the hell of it, several incrementally larger plugs and dildos in case he decided to see how much Lucas could take, Damon walked across the room to the furthest possible table from Lucas. In part the choice was practical. The surface was padded for more extended play and the array of cuffs, stirrups, chains, and other bindings was their most expansive, allowing him plenty of freedom to position and reposition his husband. Beyond that, though, Damon wanted to force Lucas to crawl as great a distance as possible before he began offering him even the barest attentions.
“Come. I want you to crawl over to me. Show me how much you want me to tease you. I want you to describe what you need from me. In detail.”
Damon tapped the paddle lightly against the opposite hand, generating a firm smacking noise as he waited for Lucas to begin.
“After you’ve given me every minute detail of what your body needs, pain and pleasure, every limit you need to test, then you may climb into the table to lie down on your back.”
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Date: 2019-10-04 10:30 pm (UTC)He watched as Damon walked away from him, picking up various implements and toys and lube, and he stopped at the table furthest away from where he still was.
He pouted a little for a second, but obliged, crawling on his hands and knees, watching Damon as he did, until got to Damon, and stayed in that position, waiting to see what would happen next.
Lucas' head popped up at the sound, and then raised an eyebrow just a touch, the paddle making him curious and a little excited.
And then Damon spoke. It was a big ask. But if he wanted to get what he wanted, he needed to tell him, even if he wasn't entirely sure what he wanted yet.
"Um. Use the paddle on me? To pain, but not too much, just enough to make me... squirmy."
He swallowed as he thought.
"I want to know how far you can tease me before I can't wait any longer, and beg for you. For anything."
He paused again. There were a few other things whirling around his mind.
"And, um, you can do whatever you like that pleases you too. If you want to put your cock in my mouth, or my hand... I'm more than willing."
Lucas wasn't sure if that was enough for Damon. But he'd have to wait to find out. He looked up at Damon, a slight tilt of the head, trying to indicate that he was done, and waiting for a response.
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Date: 2019-10-05 10:52 pm (UTC)He petted Lucas’ hair once more and nodded.
“Is that everything? If it is, I want you to climb up here for me,” he said patting the table.
“If not, I want you to tell me anything else you can think of. It’s been too long since you had to earn your cock, and I’d like to know what all you’d like, or be open to, doing for me in order to get it.”
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Date: 2019-10-06 08:14 am (UTC)Lucas thought for a moment, and shot Damon a playful smirk.
“You’re also welcome to put your cock other places,”
Then he climbed up on the table and got comfortable, and waited for Damon.
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Date: 2019-10-07 09:53 pm (UTC)Damon traced his fingertips lightly down Lucas’ chest to his stomach, following the curves of his abs before turning to scratching.
“Legs up, baby.”
He lifted Lucas’ legs into the overhead stirrups, resting them there gently.
“Tell me if they start going numb or tingly at all.”
He walked around the table, cuffing Lucas’ wrists to the sides before taking up the paddle again.
“Would you like to count for me?”
Damon gave Lucas an evil grin before giving him the first firm smack.
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Date: 2019-10-07 10:57 pm (UTC)He lifted his legs up as told, then nodded in understanding.
Lucas gasped, almost in surprise, despite knowing it was coming, and then said;
"One..."
And he continued to count, though it was getting a little more tricky to remember, as he started to gasp, and then moan, as he got more and more frustrated.
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Date: 2019-10-11 10:18 pm (UTC)“You’re being so good, it almost seems wrong to do this to you,” he grinned, taking Lucas’ face in his palms and gently directing his head over the edge of the table to rest on a padded shelf below, making his mouth and throat into a single long passage.
He continued to hold Lucas’ head lovingly as he slowly eased his cock back into his husband’s mouth. He paused before he pushed deeper.
“Remember to breathe, baby. The last thing I want it my beautiful little slut passing out before he’s gotten his fill.”
He gave Lucas a moment, waiting until he saw his chest rise as his lungs filled with air, and then sank deep into Lucas’ throat, groaning at how tight the muscles were around his cock. He knew he was going to have to be careful. With the posture collar on Lucas’ throat couldn’t expand to take him in, so Damon would have to be extra aware of his pacing, giving Lucas’ ample time to catch his breath between thrusts.
He started to move at a strategic pace, pushing in halfway, pausing briefly in warning, and then burying his cock deep into the tiny passage that made up Lucas’ metal wrapped throat. The tunnel was warm and wet, ribbed by the bones and cartilage and sinew that made up his larynx and esophagus. He could feel the quick, tightening spasm that came each time he pushed through the back of Lucas’ mouth, beyond the soft pallet and past his tongue, his body still uncertain of how to react to the intrusion that his partner had begged him for.
His hands were moving now, tangling in Lucas’ hair, gently petting his cheeks, occasionally pressing just a little on the underside of his jaw so they could both feel his cock sliding back and forth within. He was trying his best to show his affection through touch as they fucked, reminding Lucas with his hands that even when they played rough it was still with utter worship and love. Every so often he reached further to pinch and flick Lucas’ nipples, seeing what that did to him and, in turn, what it did to his cock.
He knew he wouldn’t last long thrusting deep into Lucas’ warm hole but he didn’t care. He had plenty left to work Lucas up to and he was certain that the toys he’d brought over and the way they would make Lucas squirm would have him hard again in no time.
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Date: 2019-10-11 10:25 pm (UTC)He felt the love and affection from Damon even as they did this, though he supposed this took quite a bit of trust to do this safely and without incident. He tried to occasionally move his tongue, sometimes hollowing his cheeks, swallowing a little, especially when Damon reached to flick and pinch his nipples, the surprise making him gulp a little around him. He hummed softly when able, hoping to both show how much he enjoyed this, and that the vibration would make this more enjoyable for Damon.
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Date: 2019-10-17 06:49 am (UTC)He wished he could realistically reach around to play with the plug in his husband’s ass, fuck him with it or even just tap it rapidly to send little shocks of pleasure through him. He could maybe reach if he bent forward but crushing Lucas’ neck with a collar on and a cock buried in his throat was more than he was willing to risk. He wasn’t going to last much longer anyway and then he’d have the freedom to stretch Lucas wider before he toyed with him more.
The hum and rumble of Lucas’ tongue and throat was becoming too much to handle and Damon was more than happy to give him the fucking he’d asked for at this point.
“God, how have you turned having your face fucked into a talent?”
Damon groaned and shot his boyfriend an amused smile before tipping his head back and burying his hands in Lucas’ curls. Knowing he was close, Damon abandoned control and pounded Lucas’ warm, slick throat, gasping at how his beloved’s tightness clung to his dick as he pulled out.
“Fuck. I wanna... uhhng. Uhh yeah.”
He buried his cock all the way into Lucas’ mouth as he started to orgasm, pulling out after a split second, working one hand furiously up and down his length to milk his cock as he spilled a load of his cum dripping onto Lucas’ perfect face.
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Date: 2019-10-17 09:26 am (UTC)He hummed in desperation as Damon clung onto his curls as Damon fucked his face. And then in another moment, Damon was pulling out, and for a moment Lucas wasn't sure why, and then he realised. He opened his mouth, his tongue slightly out, gladly accepting Damon's cum.
Once he was done, he swallowed what landed on his tongue, then licked his mouth, looking up at Damon. Hummed happily. And then grinned.
"Did I do well?"
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Date: 2019-10-17 08:34 pm (UTC)“Jesus Christ.”
He leaned down to gently lick the last strands of cum from Lucas’ face, though he’d been tempted to leave it for a while. He gave Lucas the barest little peck on his lips before standing to unhook the cuffs at Lucas’ wrists. As soon as Lucas was free to move about, Damon lowers the stirrups Lucas’ legs rested in, took one of his arms and pulled Lucas into a seated position. He gave Lucas a look, some mix of grin and snarl, love and surprise and need, and kissed him. Hard. Desperately.
One of Damon’s hands found it’s way into Lucas’ hair, the other pulling him closer by the small of his back. He kissed Lucas over and over; short, gentle brushes of his lips against Lucas’ turned needy, teeth nipping and biting at Lucas’ neck and lips and tongue. His own tongue probed the insides of Lucas’ cheeks, running across his inner lip, tasting himself in his partner’s mouth. He wanted him so badly, wanted to make Lucas beg to be fucked and then scream and moan as Damon slid his cock deep inside, spanking him or stroking his dick as they went, making Lucas shudder and groan for him. He needed to.
He continued to kiss Lucas, slowing to longer, softer motions, breathing heavily again the soft skin of Lucas’ jawline.
“Fuck. When did you become such a perfect little cum slut?”
He grinned.
They’d always had a good sex life. An amazing sex life, honestly. That’s how they’d earned themselves this entire room, the entire house. But when this side of Lucas came out it was always a kind of sexy that made Damon’s legs go weak. It was hard (but fun) to dom someone who made submission look so fucking good.
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Date: 2019-10-17 09:03 pm (UTC)Damon freed him and pulled him up to sit, and he briefly felt a little woozy, but quickly felt okay again after a second of sitting. Probably the sudden change in position. He was surprised by the intensity of Damon's kiss - but very good way. There was still a part of him that felt amazed and a little overwhelmed by the fact that Damon found him desirable. He felt like he might the luckiest person in the world.
Small whines and groans managed to find their way out as Damon kissed him, and bit him. Lucas' desperation was getting hard to ignore now, and he was sure Damon must've noticed his erection between them at this point.
Lucas didn't reply, but smirked playfully, pleased at the compliment. He would do it all again if Damon wanted to, and happily.
"So I did good, then?"
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Date: 2019-10-19 10:09 pm (UTC)Damon nibbled Lucas’ lower lip and pulled away grinning.
“I ought to spank you for sassing me like this. Then again...”
He wrapped his hand loosely around Lucas’ cock, giving it the barest hint of a stroke.
“You’d probably enjoy it too much.”
He gave Lucas a quick squeeze.
“Don’t you think?”
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Date: 2019-10-19 10:13 pm (UTC)"Please spank me."
He needed to cum soon. But now the idea of being spanked was in his head.
"And maybe, if you would like, fuck me?"
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Date: 2019-10-19 10:47 pm (UTC)“Turn over. On your knees.”
Damon moves around the table to lift the hip cushion and chest rest for Lucas, adjusting it until Lucas was comfortable but bent over with his ass fully exposed, tilted up and out so that Damon got a full view of his husbands round cheeks and the plug spreading his tight, waiting hole. He was incredibly impatient to use it himself but he wanted more than a sweet, shy offer to be taken. He wanted Lucas moaning and grinding his cute little butt back in search of friction.
He recuffed Lucas’ wrists now that he was face down, head resting on the table, and guided Lucas’ legs toward thigh cuffs that left him even more bound and available. Damon had full access to every inch of his husband now and though Damon would never push Lucas past his limits, knowing that if he were a crueler dom he could control his partner completely made his cock twitch back to life with anticipation.
Grabbing the base of the toy already inside Lucas, Damon began to move it back and forth slowly, but thrusting it yet but moving just enough to get his attention and remind him that he was already full. Damon twisted and swiveled the toy, rotating it so that Lucas’ muscles would start to relax and open up for him.
“Sorry, what was it you needed again,” he asked as he fucked Lucas’ ass with the plug, nice and slow, moving it centimeters at a time in and out until it finally came out with a resounding, sticky pop.
“Mm.”
Damon bent down to run his tongue around the edges of the small opening, flicking it sloppily back and forth across and inside of the pink hole until it dripped with his saliva.
He reached for another toy, a larger but squishy dildo that dwarfed his own cock but was much softer and more pliable. He poured a generous amount of lube over the silicone dick and then pushed it into Lucas inch by inch, fucking him at a relaxed pace, watching how Lucas tightened and then stretched each time Lucas took the toy completely out before sliding it smoothly back in. He did it slowly at first, then gave Lucas a moment to feel empty before pounded his pretty little ass for a few strokes and then starting again. After a few minutes of this torture he pushed it deep into his bowels, up to the slightly flared base before the suction cup, and left it there to rim his ass again for another couple of minutes.
“I can’t remember... you asked me for something...”
He smirked, tapping the base of the toy with his open palm in a series of light slaps to Lucas’ smooth, perfect ass, teasing him.
“Was it... did you need to be punished?” Damon asked in feigned forgetfulness.
“That’s it. You needed a good, hard spanking so you remembered not to be such a cute little cock tease. You know very well that you suck cock like a perfect pro, you admitted when we met that you knew guys liked getting head from you. There’s no way you’re shocked that your throat feels good around my dick. That it made me cum so hard I saw stars.”
He couldn’t actually swear that Lucas knew. To be fair, he had been aware that guys loved his mouth but that didn’t mean it’d ever really sunken in. But regardless, it was an incredibly fun game to remind Lucas that he’s unforgettably sexy cocksucker.
“I’m going to have to remind you how to behave, you horny, dirty, pretty little slut. You should own up to how good you are with that mouth of yours and how much you love using it.”
Damon reared one hand back and brought it down one Lucas’ ass, spanking one cheek and then the other until they began to flush pink.
“Tell me what you are, Lucas.”
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Date: 2019-10-19 10:58 pm (UTC)Damon was teasing him with the plug, and Lucas couldn't help but whine softly even though he was trying to contain himself.
"I need you to spank me and I need you to fuck me. Please."
Damon was now using something different on him - Lucas couldn't see it, but it was bigger, and felt incredible and frustrating at the same time - and he was whining now.
"Fuck," he said, before replying, "yes, I need to be spanked."
Lucas didn't know he was good at using his mouth. But it was good to hear. He very much enjoyed it and also he very much enjoyed pleasing Damon.
He made a noise in surprise and pleasure at the first smack. Lucas wasn't one hundred percent sure what answer Damon was looking for.
"I'm. Yours. I'm your cock-teasing slut. And I love it. I love your cock. Fuck."
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Date: 2019-10-19 11:07 pm (UTC)“Good boy. Again.”
He gave Lucas another hard, quick spanking, making a slapping sound that echoed across the room.
He paused between each smack, waiting for Lucas to repeat the manta Damon had laid out for him.
“Whose slut are you?”
A few more smacks.
“What kind of slut are you?”
There were a few good answers that one, to be fair. A cum slut. A good slut. A cocktease slut. A needy slut. A pain slut. An ass slut. Damon would accept whatever variation Lucas’ head space decided.
He was spanking so that his hand fell on the base of the dildo now, not every time but often enough that Lucas would feel that spark of pressure as the cock pressed against his prostate.
“What does my pretty slut need?”
Damon was practically growling in Lucas’ ear now and he still had one more toy to work Lucas up with before he fucked him. His cock was so hard that he felt it throb painfully with each beat of his racing heart. Patience... was going to be difficult.
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Date: 2019-10-19 11:15 pm (UTC)He was getting louder and more desperate with each smack.
"A desperate slut!"
And he was. Very. The way Damon smacked him made the dildo instead him more desperate for Damon's cock.
"I need your cock. I need you to fuck me. Please. God. Please fuck me."
He didn't care how desperate and whiny he sounded.
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