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Who: 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.

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“God, you’re such a gorgeous, perfect slut and I love you so much.”

Damon kissed his way up Lucas’ spine.

Coming around to stand in front of Lucas he kissed him softly.

“You have one more test before you get my cock but you are so, so close to earning the deep fucking you need.”

He stepped back so that his throbbing cock was in full view for Lucas, holding it straight against his stomach, giving it scale and context so that Lucas could see how hard and big he was. He wasn’t sure if his cock had even been quite this swollen, the combination of the scene and their several weeks of being busy new puppy parents taking their toll on his hormones. He needed to fuck Lucas so badly.

“I’m not feeling very patient either so you won’t have to wait too long. But I want to hear you scream for my cock before I give it to you.”

He kissed Lucas again before moving to suck at one earlobe. Softly, he whispered in his husband’s ear.

“Don’t you dare cum before I give you permission. Every drop of it belongs to me.”

He moved swiftly away and secured a thick cock ring onto Lucas’ rock hard cock.

“To help you obey my orders,” Damon informed him before moving back into position behind him.

This time, Damon joined Lucas on the table, positioning himself almost a foot behind his partner. Oh so gently he removed the dildo and held it up next to an inflatable plug he’d had waiting. He compared their size and inflated to plug until it matched the girth of the dildo. He didn’t want Lucas tightening back up too quickly when they’d both worked so hard to tease and toy him open like this.

Setting the dildo aside, Damon covered the plug with lube. He fingered Lucas’ now very gently gaping hole, stretching and manipulating it, rubbing his prostate and circling his opening slowly. Taking the bottle of milky white lube in one hand, Damon spread Lucas with the fingers of the other hand and began to pour a large quantity of lube into the welcoming tunnel. He wouldn’t necessarily need remotely this much lube - what he was using was more than a little excessive - but god it was going to look good dripping from his asshole later.

“Deep breath,” he said, pushing the plug in and moving it slightly, rotating the large, oblong shape in his husband’s ass. He took the bulb in one hand a slowly began inflating the toy, a single pump at a time, and watched as Lucas blossomed for him like a flower. Smirking, he took the cane in his other hand and began to bring it down lightly. With Lucas’ ass already pink and swollen, even the gentlest swat from the cane would send flashes of hot pain through him. Between each smack, another inflation of the plug, opening him wider and wider, and Damon relished the view of his spread ass spasming around the toy with each whip of the cane.

“Tell me again. What are you? What kind? For who?”

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He whined almost petulantly - though he knew it would be worth the wait. And when Damon moved so Lucas could see his incredibly hard cock, he got even whinier and more impatient, wanting to lean forward to take him in his mouth.

Gasping softly as Damon put a cock ring on him, he wasn't sure he was going to be able to obey that particular order, but he was going to try his best.

He felt incredibly empty without something inside him, which didn't help how much he wanted Damon's cock. But he knew he just needed to be patient. And so he was going to try.

"Fuck," he said softly, but he took a deep breath, and then out came a low whine that turned almost into a growl as Damon smacked him and inflated the plug.

"I'm your very desperate, cock-teasing slut." He whined again. "And I need your cock inside me, please. Please." The last please was louder and with an insistent begging tone. His cock twitched.

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“Mm.”

Damon ran his fingertips down Lucas’ spine.

“That’s my good boy.”

He gave Lucas another quick spank with the flat of his hand.

Now he lubed up his cock and grinned as he tugged on the plug, watching as it stretched Lucas what seemed impossibly wide before pushing it back in, rocking it back and forth with quick, firm tugs, never pulling hard enough to fully remove the now massive balloon end fully. He stared as his husbands perfect ass spread to form a perfect wide O and then, with a quick push, tightened back into a small little hole begging to be filled.

He pulled it back again, holding the plug in place so that Lucas was open as wide as it would allow and then he bent to run is tongue along the sensitive skin. He lapped and flicked along the spot where Lucas’ body met the rubber of the toy, teasing the already abused nerve endings, taking advantage of how over sensitive they must be by this point in their session. At this point masses of the lube he’d filled his partner with were leaking from him with each spasm and Damon swallowed what hadn’t already poured down the backs of Lucas’ thighs before pulling the still inflated plug fully out in one quick motion that, if he’d done it correctly, should be at once full of hot, shooting pain and borderline orgasmic pleasure.

Damon teased the rim of Lucas’ hole with a finger, slowly tracing the ring of now stretched muscle until the initial pain subsided and he was relaxed and ready. He stretched Lucas open with both forefingers, making a soft, pleased sound at how full of the creamy white lube he still was.

Holding his cock in one hand, Damon scooted forward to line the head up against Lucas’ entry. He moved his cock up and down the crack of Lucas’ ass, from his perineum back up to the base of his tailbone, giving him time to relax but also stimulating as much of the area as possible.

Damon had been waiting forever for this, getting more and more desperate for Lucas’ body to engulf his cock. Pushing forward into Lucas was such a combination of relief and excitement that he couldn’t contain a groan.

“Fuck.”

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All the nerves in his body were already on fire, so Damon's fingertips down his spine made him gasp loudly.

Lucas had almost completely lost speech at this point, and every movement provoked a series of gasps and whines and occasionally a swear word variously in English and French.

He wasn't expecting Damon's tongue, but apparently that was something he'd desperately needed too, and he was squirming as much as he was able in pleasure.

Lucas yelped; it hurt, and yet felt incredible. But he assumed this meant soon he was allowed to have Damon's cock.

"Fuck, please. I need it."

Damon was teasing his hole with his cock, and Lucas was a gibbering, whiny, mess at this point.

Eventually, he felt Damon's cock push inside him. It felt both good and like utter relief.

"Fuck. Yes. Thank you. I love it. Thank you."

He couldn't wait for Damon to fuck him. He wanted him to fill him with cum, every drop, until it dripped down his legs, and fuck him exactly as he liked. Fast, slow, rough, gentle. Whatever he wanted.

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“You are... so very welcome.”

He meant it. He knew he’d teased Lucas to the edge, pushed what he could take, tested his patience and endurance and Lucas had risen to the challenge. It had taken more than an hour and every toy he’d picked out to bring Lucas to this point, to make him incomprehensible and utterly desperate. His boy had held his own against a concerted effort to break him - at least, to break his willpower in the fun way.

And it had been almost as hard for Damon. Lucas’ incredible mouth, offering his throat, then begging as Damon stretch him, spanked him, used canes and paddles and plugs on his perfect ass and thighs. He’d rimmed that pretty hole until Lucas’ ass was damp with saliva and dripping lube. He’d kissed him, played with his nipples, bit him. And still Lucas had behaved and Damon had restrained his growing need to fuck him until now.

Now.

Now his cock was enveloped by slick heat, Lucas hole stretched enough to offer no resistance, a painless, easy entry but still gripping him, clinging to his head as he pulled out and then slid in again, fully this time.

Lucas was welcome to him any time he wanted, forever. There would never be a time Damon wouldn’t give him anything he asked, even if he did sometimes like to work him up a bit first.

Damon took Lucas gently by the hips and began fucking him consistently in long, slow strokes. He rolled his own hips as he did, angling himself so that he could rub up against Lucas’ prostate before grinding forward so that their balls rocked up against one another. He was still going to see how much Lucas could take before he came, how much pleasure he could take before he exploded.

“I love you.”

He kissed Lucas’ back.

“You’re a perfect husband and a perfect cum slut and I love you.”

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This was like... complete and utter bliss. Every part of him had been desperate for this for, well, Lucas wasn't even sure how long now. And even though they'd done this before many times, every single time felt just as incredible. It was sort of strange to think that he'd never done this before Damon, but then, he'd never really wanted anyone to in the way that he did with Damon.

Damon was moving slowly, deliberately, and it was both frustrating and caused a lot of noise to come out of his mouth. He didn't even know what noises he was making or what he was saying at this point. But he was just about aware enough to understand what Damon was saying.

"I love you too. So much."

He couldn't help but smile. He was glad that Damon could think both of those things at the same time. Lucas wasn't even sure why he liked to be talked to like that - at least, in this context - and he didn't even really know he did until today. But he did. And he was glad Damon seemed to enjoy it too. And did it with love, even while he was making him whine and complain and beg.

Lucas didn't want to come too soon. He wanted to really enjoy this. Every single second. And he wanted to feel Damon slightly lose control, and come inside him. Before or after was fine. But he wanted that a lot.

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He could never fully maintain control at this point. Physically speaking Lucas was still very much under Damon’s command. He was collared and cuffed and Damon had almost a foot of height over him but emotionally Lucas was so obedient that it made his heart melt a little and once things got physical he was at least as much at Lucas’ command.

Damon pulled Lucas back onto his cock, leaning forward to kiss his spine and shoulders. He was bouncing Lucas gently against him, gasping as their bodies met.

“God. I love you.”

Lucas’ body was perfect. His soft skin, the light scattering of freckles and moles on his back, the way his muscles ripple under his skin, tensing and spasming as they collided. He was so utterly beautiful it was like watching living art. He was living art, really. His dancer. His everything.

“I need you.”

He reached down, fumbling with the latches at Lucas’ wrists and hauling him upright to rest against his chest.

“You’re mine.”

He nuzzled and kissed Lucas’ neck, wrapping and arm around him for support. In this position Lucas was all but sitting on his cock so Damon changed his pace, grinding his hips slowly up and against his ass.

“I adore you.”

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Damon pulled him back onto his cock, Lucas moaned, and then smiled as Damon kissed his spine and shoulders. The fact that Damon was so easily able to be both dominant and commanding, and also gentle and loving at the same time was a skill that Lucas both admired and enjoyed.

"I love you." He whined again when Damon undid his wrist cuffs and pulled him down onto his cock, and as he felt all of Damon's cock inside him, he shouted and swore, his head then falling back against Damon, Damon holding him and kissing him. He felt so loved. And god, this was hot.

"Fuck. I'm yours. Completely. Heart and soul. And body. It's all yours." He said, gasping and whining all through his sentence.

His own very hard cock was gently bouncing as Damon fucked him. It was aching for attention. Lucas wanted to touch it now that his hands were free. But Damon was in control. It was up to him. And that was both fun and incredibly frustrating.

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“Jesus fuck.”

Damon bit Lucas’ neck where it rested against him, growling softly in his ear possessively.

“All of you.”

He sucked hard on Lucas’ neck. This was perfect. Fuck, Lucas was utterly perfect.

“And I’m yours. Forever.”

Reaching around, he gave Lucas’ cock a gentle squeeze before bringing his hand to Lucas’ mouth.

“Spit,” he commanded, giving his husband’s neck another nibble.

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Lucas grinned, a grin which very quickly turned into a look of surprise, and a very loud moan as Damon squeezed his cock, only gently, only briefly, but enough to make him all the more desperate.

He wasn't following exactly why Damon was asking him to spit, but he dutifully spat in Damon's hand.

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He gave the blooming bruise on Lucas’ neck a soft peck.

“Good boy. Thank you.”

Damon grinned against Lucas shoulder as he brought his now slick hand back to Lucas’ lap. In one motion the ground his hips up and into his partner as he stroked down Lucas’ cock.

“Good?”

He’d made his boy wait long enough. It was time to give him the attention he needed. Damon licked his way up to Lucas’ jaw, moaning softly as he sped his hips, moving his hand to match.

“Soon, baby. Just hold out a little longer.”

He pinched and flicked at Lucas’ nipples with the hand on his chest and let his thumb glide over the head of Lucas’ dick. He couldn’t help teasing, tracing every little curve, focusing on the slit, the ridge beneath, gently kneading and squeezing his balls.

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"Fuck!" Lucas yelled, before he could respond, as the hand around his cock once again, Damon moving inside him again.

"So good. God."

Lucas was definitely getting close. A part of him wanted this to last a little longer. The utter bliss and relief at having both Damon's cock inside him, moving gradually faster, his hand on his cock to match, his other on his nipples. And then Damon was fully exploring his cock, and balls, doing everything to make Lucas a loud, moaning, gibbering, swearing mess.

He hoped this felt good for Damon too. He did enjoy when Damon enjoyed his body like this.

"Do I feel good around your cock?" He said, slightly breathily.

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Damon’s brain felt like it had suddenly been completed scrambled. Lucas asking how he felt around his cock was... so fucking sexy that he was only just able to stop himself cumming at the thought. It was so perfectly dirty in a way that suited Lucas exactly.

He panted, grip on Lucas tightening almost instinctively, and answered with a low growl.

“Good,” he started.

“Good does not begin to describe how you feel.”

He wanted to find the language to tell Lucas how he felt. How utterly, completely, mind-numbingly incredible it was to be inside him. The fae could keep their potions and trinkets and weird mind games. Nothing else they offered could surpass what Lucas did to him with a single glance. He’d never once wanted anyone else, despite their agreement to discuss it if someone else caught their eye. He had Lucas, he had absolute perfection in his arms and nothing and no one could compare. The night they’d met Damon had known he wanted no one else - the room could have been otherwise empty for all he cared. And after that everything else had fallen into place, Lucas was as kind and passionate and interesting as he was physically beautiful. Did he feel good? He felt like divinity. Like the most please Damon could possible experience without his entire body giving out on him. He wasn’t sure their were words in any of their languages, possibly in any known language, to explain how this felt.

“You feel...” he continued, letting his other hand drift down Lucas’ abdomen, luxuriating in the way Lucas’ muscles tightened beneath his fingers, until that hand could also urge his husband toward the edge of climax.

“You feel like electricity in my veins. Like lightening welling up in the pit of my stomach and spreading to every nerve. Like the ecstasy of worship.”

Damon was so close he could hardly control himself, lost in the way Lucas’ body felt against and around him, the question driving him to notice even more how much he loved this and how incredible it felt. His tongue darted out to lick beads of sweat from Lucas’ skin.

“Do you want to cum for me, Lucas?”

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Lucas would've smiled if it wasn't distracted by how good this felt. He tried not to, but without thinking, starting moving his hips, fucking Damon's had, and slamming himself back on to Damon's cock.

"Fuck. Yes."

And then he felt Damon's tongue, and he was asking if he wanted him to cum for him.

"God. I want to. Cum for me too?"

He kept moving, moaning and whining, and then yelled, cumming hard, covering Damon's hand and his stomach.

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Lucas was rocking and writhing against him in a way that threatened to milk him dry if he kept going like this. Not that filling Lucas with cum was a bad thing. Between gravity and Lucas’ desperate pace, Damon’s thighs were covered in the lube dripping from his husband’s tight ass and that alone was a whole new kind of problem that Damon took note he’d have to play with again sometime. He loved the way it felt fucking Lucas so wet and sloppy, like they’d been fucking for days already, filling one another again and again. His cock was slick and creamy white in a way that felt so dirty and perfect.

“God.”

Damon felt the first jerk of Lucas’ cock in his hand, the soft plea that he cum too and it was over, the physical and psychological effects both taking their toll and he was grunting and shouting his way through an orgasm that felt like a glorious eternity. His legs shook and tensed as his hips shot forward hard and fast, letting Lucas’ own explosion squeeze every drop from his balls deep into him.

“Oh fuck.”

He groaned and slumped back on the table, one hand still stroking Lucas lazily.

His free hand worked slowly but gently to free the ankle nearest him. The other would just have to wait another minute as his chest heaved and his lips found a spot near Lucas’ temple and his kissed it, staying there as he basked in their mutual exhaustion.

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Lucas felt the tension in Damon, the way his breath changed, his hips moving in a way that told him he was coming too, and Lucas groaned loudly.

"Fuck. Yes. Fill me."

He wasn't expecting those words to come out of his mouth, but they did.

Lucas felt Damon fumble and slowly free one of his ankles, and then kiss him gently on his temple. Lucas smiled.

"I love you so much. That was. Wow."

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“You,” he started.

“Are everything I could ever have dreamed of.”

He released Lucas’ cock and moved to free his other ankle.

He kissed his head again and then lowered him on the table, climbing off to move to the sink, washing his hands and thighs before running water onto a soft cloth.

Damon came back and carefully sponged Lucas off, cleaning his stomach and dick, removing the cock ring gently, before reaching down to clean his ass cheeks and legs. He gave him another wipe down all over before reaching beneath Lucas to lift him slowly off of the table. He carried him back into the bedroom and laid Lucas down on the bed before climbing in next to him.

“You are absolutely incredible.”

Damon grinned, shaking his head and laughing softly.

“Oops!”

He reached behind Lucas’ neck to unfasten the collar, lifting it away and setting it on the bedside table. He gave Lucas a long, soft kiss.

“Just perfect.”

He pulled Lucas into his arms and held him close.

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Lucas smiled softly as Damon gently cleaned him. He couldn't believe quite how lucky he was to be with someone as perfect as him.

Giggling a little as Damon lifted him and carried him to bed - he felt so safe and loved in his arms.

"I love you."

Damon pulled Lucas into his arms, Lucas sighed happily, his head resting on Damon's chest, as his eyes slowly closed.