Harder To Breathe Part One
Title: Harder To Breathe (Part One)
Author: sinsrose
Pairing: Vam,
Rating: Rated NC-17
Summary:Noises escaped his mouth as he withered against the sheets, naked against them. Clinking could be heard from the chains on the leather cuffs holding him against the headboard. A rather low noise escaped his lips as the leather struck his skin again, the studs hitting across it, making him squirm and let out another noise that sounded almost like a squeak. His wrists tugged at the cuffs again as another slap was landed across his skin with another crack from the belt...
Disclaimer: I don't own Bam, Ville or any of these characters, and please if you are these people hit the back button, it will save you from being horrorfied.
Warnings: Sexual content, kink, flogging, nipple abuse, BMSD themes.
Harder To Breathe
Part One
Clink.
Slap.
Crack.
Noises escaped his mouth as he withered against the sheets, naked against them. Clinking could be heard from the chains on the leather cuffs holding him against the headboard. A rather low noise escaped his lips as the leather struck his skin again, the studs hitting across it, making him squirm and let out another noise that sounded almost like a squeak. His wrists tugged at the cuffs again as another slap was landed across his skin with another crack from the belt.
It burned like hell. It was a sharp stinging against his skin that never seemed to end as the other male lashed him again with his own studded belt. The studs making him cry out rather loudly when they whipped across the skin, leaving small rivets in their wake. Little raised bumps in the reddened areas of his pale flesh, he was squirming by now against the sheets. Pre-cum was dripping from his cock head, leaving quite the mess on the sheets. He panted against the sheets, his head against the pillow while he was on his knees. Breathing ragged coming in heavy breath. He let out a rather loud “Fuck!” as the belt strikes against his skin again.
“Had enough yet? Sweetheart?” A smooth voice murmured, watching as the skater squirmed in the sheets his dick rubbing against the sheets. His ass slightly reddened from the beating of his slaps by hand beforehand, and the belt. “Then again, you earned this.” He whispered into the skater’s ear hotly, before biting down on it making him whimper loudly, slightly arching up into the touch.
“Fuck you. I didn’t...-” He muttered before there was another loud smack, and a choked out yell from the male. He could feel the stinging and bruising of his ass now. God that hurt like hell.
“If you weren’t such a…” There was another hit to his skin, the skater arched this time around. “Slut. Then I wouldn’t have to do this…” The Finn muttered, a smirk tugging onto his lips as he heard the sweet noises come from Bam’s lips. Bam couldn’t help the noises that escaped his lips by now. Was he that much of a pain slut? It seemed that way; by the way he was arching and seeming to beg for more by how his body moved.
There was a half dozen more cracks of the belt against his squirm, the second to last hit breaking his skin causing him to arch more than he meant to the cuffs digging into his wrist. He was so turned on it wasn’t even funny. He could feel the slight drop of blood on his back, and he panted hard, his breathing fast, his heartbeat quickened. Bam let another whimper escape his mouth still on his knees, painful hardened, from what he wasn’t exactly sure.
Bam knew one thing though. He liked being hit. He liked being hurt. The pain made him weak to the knees and it made him make noises that he would never normally make. God that sounded so wrong when he thought about it. He liked being beat. “What’s the matter bitch? You want something?” The Finn muttered crouching by his face. Bam felt a moan escape his lips at his words, as he tugged against the cuffs again, trying to rub himself against the sheets. “Aren’t you a pretty little thing?” Ville muttered, his fingers running over the newly made marks from the belts. Bam squirmed at the touch, letting out a broken whine at the given moment as he ranked his fingers across the skin.
“Please." Bam whispered, his voice sounding a little rough, partly from the fact Villa was running his hands over the reddened and broken skin. Ville smirked wide, emerald eyes devious, and trailed his lips to the side of Bam’s neck, before biting down sharply and sucking on the skin, leaving little red love bites in his wake down the side of his neck. Ville was going to take his time, as much as Bam wanted to cum, he wasn't going to right away tonight.
Bam then decided this was his personal hell for tonight. Another low moan escaped his lips as Ville sucked and nibbled down the side of his neck, leaving angry red marks in his wake. Bam felt like he was dying, he could feel his cheeks flush slightly, as the singer kept biting and sucking on his skin, leaving so many marks. Bam could hear himself whimpering and whining by now by the time Villa reached a nipple. “Fuck, please…” Bam was starting to crack; he was on the verge of wanting to beg. He was so wanton right now. So desperate in the sheets, half rubbing himself against them.
“Please what, luv?” Villa muttered against his skin of his nipple before going to suck on one, his left hand going to pinch and play at the other one as he sucked. Bam let out a rather moan as Ville bit over one of his nipples, Bam’s hands would have been tangled in his hair if not for the fact they were cuffed to the headboard. His lips parted in another broken moan, letting loud noises escape his lips.
“Perfect. So perfect...” Ville muttered pulling away from abused nipple, hearing Bam’s whine of protest.