"I---" Niruin couldn't think of anything to say, and what he was thinking--you almost suffocated me, you fucked my throat raw, but somehow, yes--didn't really seem...appropriate? No; really he just didn't want to admit it out loud. Marcurio was suddenly looming over him again, looming even though he, too, was kneeling, and he pulled Niruin's hair back from his face, bundling it at the back of his neck. At some point it had come unbound from the strip of leather that had kept it back, and it was scattered untidily about his shoulders. Niruin shivered as Marcurio's tongue trailed hot and wet up his neck.
"So...this is abuse, to you?", Niruin murmured. He yelped as Marcurio's teeth suddenly sunk into the tip of his ear.
Marcurio let him go and sat back slightly, their faces only inches apart, and stared at the elf for several long seconds. Then he leaned forward, and whispered "Listen to me. You will speak only when spoken to. Do you understand?"
Niruin cringed at the tickle of the wizard's soft, dry lips brushing against his ear, and with an odd, excited fear of whatever would be done if he disobeyed. "Yes."
"There's a good pet." Marcurio sucked where before he'd bitten, soothing the bruising skin and drawing another gasp from the elf. Niruin moaned as the Imperial's fingers finally wrapped around around his cock and began stroking, fast and rough. The sudden sensation was almost overwhelming, a rush of heat and pleasure that tensed his muscles and pooled in the pit of his stomach and spread to his loins. His hips jerked as the ecstasy grew to a pitch---and then Marcurio stopped. He watched calmly as the elf strained against the bonds, panting with want, thoroughly frustrated.
"You wanted that an awful lot, didn't you? Well. I don't want you losing interest that quick. You see, I'm going to fuck you."
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Re: Part 2 cont'd
Date: 2013-08-06 05:06 am (UTC)"So...this is abuse, to you?", Niruin murmured. He yelped as Marcurio's teeth suddenly sunk into the tip of his ear.
Marcurio let him go and sat back slightly, their faces only inches apart, and stared at the elf for several long seconds. Then he leaned forward, and whispered "Listen to me. You will speak only when spoken to. Do you understand?"
Niruin cringed at the tickle of the wizard's soft, dry lips brushing against his ear, and with an odd, excited fear of whatever would be done if he disobeyed. "Yes."
"There's a good pet." Marcurio sucked where before he'd bitten, soothing the bruising skin and drawing another gasp from the elf. Niruin moaned as the Imperial's fingers finally wrapped around around his cock and began stroking, fast and rough. The sudden sensation was almost overwhelming, a rush of heat and pleasure that tensed his muscles and pooled in the pit of his stomach and spread to his loins. His hips jerked as the ecstasy grew to a pitch---and then Marcurio stopped. He watched calmly as the elf strained against the bonds, panting with want, thoroughly frustrated.
"You wanted that an awful lot, didn't you? Well. I don't want you losing interest that quick. You see, I'm going to fuck you."