gigadevilbreaker | Imeeji

[The kiss muffles the moan in his throat, but it's not enough - he's arching his body into Jason's for more, pressing skin into skin, his lips hungrily devouring without restraint.

Every touch gets a soft whimper as he longs for more. His legs open eagerly, as wide as they can go for him, anything he wants. Is it his ass? He'll even angle his hips for you to get inside him, god.]

[he pulls away from his lips, allowing for some separation between the two of them, but definitely not much. because being separate from him was-- way more uncomfortable than he thought it'd be a moment or two ago.

but it's only for a moment, as he leans back, and then-- places his mouth over his cock, his tongue swirling around the skin-- and then he sucks him in.

how was that, for skin on skin.]

[Griffin jerks after him when he pulls away, only held back by the restraints. Fuck. It was so much worse like this, when he wanted Jason so badly, to touch him back, to hold him, and he was so helpless. The yearning was enough to make him light-headed.

But Jason's mouth plummets him back down to earth with a heavy groan.]

O-oh fuck, Jason. FUCK...

[He buries his face against shoulder, unable to do more than gasp in the throes of heat. It took all his self control not to try and face fuck him to get his release. There was no way he could last, not like this.]

[that was the kind of reaction that was music to his ears. there's a distant feeling of nervousness, overwhelmed by how much her wanted to make Griffin scream his name. in that way that he always did, that made it feel special.

he even 'hmm's lightly, letting the vibration in his throat carry as much as he possibly could.

enough to make sure Griffin felt it.]

[Oh yeah. He felt everything. It was impossible not to, when every nerve in his skin felt electrified like this.

This was torture. Revenge? Either way, there were no words for how badly he wanted Jason to just hurry up and blow him to high heaven, instead of just playing with his mouth. He clenches his teeth and hisses, trying to stamp down on his whimpers of lust,]

Stop fucking around with t-the goddamn foreplay...

Edited 2020-02-14 11:57 (UTC)

[no.

kind of hard to smirk with a dick in your mouth, but hey, he's got free hands, that can massage his balls.

or tease at his asshole.

drawing out every little sound he could.]

aAAH--!

[Well clenching his teeth has already failed. A fullbody spasm runs through him with every stroke, every graze of his balls and taint and ass. The pipe Griffin's tied to clatters from the force of it.

His dick trembles, oozing with precum as Griffin gasps,] Jason, I'm-- a-ah...

[the taste is-- weird.

he'd be thinking about that a lot more if not for the effect of the machai. instead, he trails his tongue over the tip, before dipping his head back down on him, and sucking again.

he had no intention of stopping, even with the warning.]

W-wait, you know I--

[The warning dies in his throat as Jason sucks the last of his resistance out - his head rolls back and he gasps, vision blinded by climax. With a buck of his hips, his cock unloads into Jason's mouth, and he collapses.

His body shudders and... normally this is where the fire dies down, but. But it hasn't.

Too turned on to feel alarmed at this, Griffin can only roll his head to the side, dazed, and moan in yearning,]

W-what...?

[later, he's going to have a delayed reaction to that. but for now, the only reaction is to cough, and when he lifts his head fully, to wipe his mouth off with the back of his hand.

and then he's already back to work, leaning over griffin, probably closer than he necessarily needs to be, to reach into his nightstand to grab the lube.]

Round 2?

[He blinks, slowly. Even before the realization sinks in, he's unconsciously still drawn toward Jason's body - he was close but not close enough, not close enough to hold or taste--

Round 2... oh god. He almost has to laugh. Griffin's lashes flutter as he whines,]

That's such overkill.

That's the first time I've ever heard you whine about something being overkill.

[he says, leaning over him, balancing for the moment.

he just wants to be close to him]

[Despite himself, a deep, husky laugh escapes his chest. For all he talked a big game about wanting to shut Jason up, he loved that asshole's sass.

That was really the only downside of a blowjob, and he was sorely missing it.

Still painfully turned on, he cranes his neck as far as he could to brush his lips against Jason's jaw, instead of his mouth.]

Lot of firsts.

True.

Kind of nice, seeing you straining up to try and grab me.

[he's been spreading the lube on his fingers, and it's at this point that he slides the first one inside of him.]

Not a first, but kind of nice.

[The easing of one finger only makes him want more, and he presses against it, trying to pull it in deeper. Not enough... come on, Jason, you weren't so coy about it the first time.

Griffin tugs at the restraints again, and when they still refuse to give, he breathes out, soft and desperate,]

I want you so bad.

Relax.

[he says, as though he really needs to emphasize that, though, he definitely is looking for that spot, curling his finger inside of him.]

Can't we take our time with this?

[even as he leans over him, close enough for his hair to brush against Griffin's forehead]

[His breaths come out trembling as bursts of ecstacy flash in the corner of his vision. Jason was so close but so far and why wouldn't he come closer? He wanted-- he WANTED, so badly, please

But his body did relax, even as he bit down on his lip to stop himself from pleading. Instinctively obedient to his master.]

Jason...

[he wanted him. but he loved the look that was on his face, watching him fight against all of the teasing and finger fucking. seeing him look a wreck.

even feeling the heat generated between them, as much of a reminder of what he wasn't letting himself have yet, it was comforting.

he adds a second finger in, and then increases the pace, rubbing furiously against that spot, testing what griffin's breaking point was.]

Don't think about the overkill.

D-don't tell me what to do...

[Sputtered out, without even an attempt at spite behind it - performative resistance, as Griffin struggled to keep the aching fire in him contained.

It doesn't take much more at that frantic pace before his cock is oozing again, on the verge of bursting. But this time he doesn't whine - he was ordered not to - and his gasps are choking gulps of air.]

How's it feel?

[if he adds his hand to his cock his balance strong enough to still lean over him, close.

there's a certain fondness in his eyes-- their character different from outside]

It's--

[The words catch in his throat. He can't think of any that came close to what this felt like, not really.

Griffin catches Jason's eyes and-- something wells up on his chest, until it's hard to breathe and his eyes water. He tries to blink it back, but the wellspring of gratitude and amazement and pride and devotion and love wouldn't leave him.

In a whisper that was more confessional than it was seductive,]

I-I want more. More of you, Jason.

You... fucking amazing asshole.

[there's that flash of confusion-- but duller. more distant. not nearly enough to get past the fondness in his eyes, not enough to get him to stop, or lean away.

truthfully, he wants him too, his body is aching for him. and it's hard to not give up into that request.

instead, he teases.]

Wow. Most people say they feel good or "go faster."

[That makes him laugh, pushing the tears out the corner of his eyes. The idea that Griffin was 'most people'.

He was a demon, and he yearned.]

More. Give me everything you have.

[one day, he's gonna tell him he's more human than he thinks.

He jerks him hard, still leaning close.]

I dunno. Might be "overkill" like this.

[I mean Jason's not wrong

He gasps again, rocked by the rough jerk of his cock. So close, he was so close...

And Jason was still teasing him. God, this fucking asshole-- was he trying to make him beg?]

Jason...

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