Like A Rusty Broken Thing (that somehow feels like home) 29/?
Title: Like A Rusty Broken Thing (that somehow feels like home) 29/?
Author: annie2791
Pairing: David/Michael
Rating: Series will range from R (for the theme alone) to NC-17
Disclaimer: Only exists within my mind.
Warning: AU. Supernatural themes. D/s themes. Slavefic.
Series Word Count to Date: 67,276
Author's Notes: Title taken from a favorite MWK song, Waterside. Hugs and kisses to the betas of awesome celtic_fish and playingwithcake
Extra kudos to playingwithcake for realizing I'm purposefully posting this chapter on a night of a full moon :)
The meal was delicious as usual. Michael snuggled underneath David's arm on the lounger as he watched Carly and Brooke finish the last of the cleaning. Blake and Chris had already retired to their quarters and Ryan and Todd had gone back to the barn for a quick check on the newest foal. Michael swore he heard his name whispered and he glanced to his right, taking in Neal and Andy on their lounger. Neal was on his back with Andy draped on top of him, alternately kissing and murmuring soft words to each other. Michael shook his head slightly and assumed he'd been wrong about their conversation. His attention was drawn back to his master when David nosed at his neck.
"Remember we're going to run tonight?"
"Yes. Full moon. I remember. Do you plan on staying out all night?"
"I'm not sure. We'll just see where the night takes us. You're gonna hang with Andy and wait for me?"
"Yes, if that's ok."
"That'll be great, Michael." David pressed his mouth to Michael's jaw, nibbling at the curve of bone. "I like it when you wait out here for me."
Michael sighed in contentment. As much as he wanted more, needed more, from his master, every little touch was appreciated. David licked along Michael's lip before kissing him urgently, sliding his hand underneath Michael's shirt to touch bare skin. Michael gasped in surprise; David was usually much more controlled than this. After the episode in the study earlier Michael felt like he was physically aching for David's touch. He couldn't help angling his body to press them as close as possible. Michael felt David's hand fist in the fabric of his shirtfront; dragging him halfway across his lap. He returned the kiss with equal passion, tilting his head as David's mouth trailed back to his jaw. Finally David drew back, reaching to cup Michael's face in his hands. He leaned in for one final kiss before searching Michael's eyes. The look David was giving him made Michael nervous. "Is something wrong? Did I do something?"
David sighed, gently sliding Michael back to his place on the lounger. "No, Michael. You didn't do anything wrong. I'm just..... still adjusting. Still trying to learn how to give you what you need." David stood, looking over at his brother. "Hey Neal, you ready?"
"Yeah. Let's go." Neal glanced over at Michael before kissing Andy once more. "Come on, David. Race you to the river."
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Michael waited until the wolves had bounded into the forest before turning to Andy. "It's going to get chilly out here. Should we go get the blankets in case we stay out here all night?"
"Yeah, that's a good idea. But first I wanted to ask you how things were going with David earlier before I had to interrupt about Constantine. Looked like fun."
Michael smiled. "It was. We'd had a talk, and when he kissed me I really hoped he wouldn't stop. I don't know what he would have done if you hadn't knocked."
"Sorry about that. Neal and I both wanted to tell him to take a hike, but he was so insistent about talking to David. Neal was afraid it might be important, and it sounds like it was. I don't know what made him lie for David, but I'm grateful. Now he's off the hook with the sheriff and we don't have to worry." Andy paused a moment before continuing. "So you and David had a good talk?"
"Yeah. He...well.... it was weird. I'll tell you about it later. I'm still trying to process it."
"But it was ok?"
"Yeah, it was fine. Let's go get the blankets."
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The wolves headed into the forest from the yard, making as much noise as possible crashing through the brush. After a few moments they turned back toward the house, creeping quietly. Together, they approached the edge of the bushes at the right corner of the yard nearest the deck. They crawled forward on their bellies, sneaking underneath the leaves and settling right at the edge, affording them a perfect view. They turned their ears toward the deck; easily overhearing the conversation. They watched intently as the men rose and headed toward the house, Michael's voice carrying perfectly. "Let's go get the blankets."
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Michael was reaching toward the handle on the sliding glass door when Andy's hand shot out and grabbed his wrist. Stunned, he turned just in time for Andy to grab the front of his shirt, pushing him back against the side of the house. "Andy?"
"Shh." Andy reached to lay a hard tap across Michael's mouth. "No talking unless I ask you a question."
Michael's mouth snapped shut and his eyes widened as he nodded in acknowledgment. He trembled when Andy grabbed his other wrist; pushing both of his arms up and pinning them over his head. Holding his wrists in one hand, Andy used his other hand to trail possessively over Michael's chest before settling on his shoulder. Andy leaned close, licking one quick swipe across Michael's mouth. "I'm gonna give you a choice, Michael. And I want to be sure you know it's your decision to make. But if you want to, want me to, I can give you what you need. What you crave. Right now. Right here."
Michael closed his eyes, swallowing hard as he thought about Andy's words. Obviously David must have known this was going to happen and he'd clearly given permission. Any other time Michael would have an easier time declining the offer, but after the incident in David's office Michael felt like he was burning up inside; desire crawling underneath his skin like fire. He truly wanted his master in this position, but what Andy was offering was better than nothing. He felt confident that Andy wouldn't go too far, wouldn't actually hurt him more than he wanted to be hurt. He didn't know what Andy had in mind, but it had been months since Michael had been used and he missed that feeling of accomplishment, of satisfying a master. Instead of answering aloud, Michael bowed his head, closing his eyes and touching his chin to his chest.
Andy exhaled sharply at Michael's submission. He fought the urge to glance at the corner of the yard where the wolves were supposed to be watching. Instead he concentrated on the man in front of him, holding his wrists tighter and pressing them into the brick wall. He trailed his other hand from Michael's shoulder to his neck, lightly circling the purple mark David had left earlier that evening. Andy could tell Michael was holding his breath; waiting. Without a word, Andy pressed his fingers into the center of the bruise. Michael moaned and sagged in Andy's grip, his knees weakening and barely holding him. He felt Andy's mouth on his cheek, laying a path of wet kisses down to the bruise. Desire shot through him as he felt Andy's teeth on the mark, digging in. It hurt in the most delicious way, the pain of his master's mark bringing such pleasure.
Andy backed away from Michael's neck as he placed a hand on his shoulder, urging him down. Kneeling was impossible since Andy wouldn't let go of his wrists, so Michael settled into a squat, sitting back on his heels; his back against the brick and his legs spread wide. Andy moved between those spread knees, reaching with one hand to open his jeans. He shoved the denim halfway down his thighs as he watched Michael's face settle into a far away expression. Andy knew what Michael was doing; where he was going in his mind, and he didn't want that to happen. He jerked sharply on Michael's wrists, rubbing the skin against the rough brick to get his attention. "Stay with me, boy. Don't go to that place. There's no need for it."
Michael blinked, his eyes coming back into focus as he glanced up at Andy and nodded. He sighed as Andy gripped his chin for a moment, pressing into his jaw just hard enough to spark a tiny bit of pain. "Open for me."
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The wolves lay on their bellies together; peeking out from beneath the shrubs as they watched and listened to the men on the deck. The gray wolf stretched his neck forward as he watched Andy guide himself into Michael's open mouth. It wasn't difficult to hear Andy's heavy breathing and Michael's eager whines around the flesh in his mouth. When Andy pumped his hips hard enough to push Michael's head back against the brick with a small thump the gray wolf growled low in his throat; showing teeth. The blonde wolf leaned over and nipped the gray wolf's ear, drawing blood. Immediately the gray wolf huffed out a breath, reaching to lick the blonde's snout before leaning heavily against him. Settled again, they continued to watch the deck.
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Andy gripped Michael's wrists as he leaned forward and thrust into his mouth one final time. Michael swallowed easily and continued licking at the flesh until Andy pulled back, gripping Michael's hair to prevent him from continuing. "Up." Easily, he jerked Michael back to a standing position, finally letting go of his wrists. Immediately Andy yanked open Michael's jeans, pushing the fabric out of the way to grasp him firmly. "Come. Now." Two strokes and Michael was finished, clutching at Andy's back. His knees buckled and he would have fallen if Andy hadn't leaned into him, pressing his back against the brick and holding him up. Michael's eyes were filled with gratitude as Andy raised his hand to his mouth. Working together, they cleaned each of Andy's fingers with their mouths until there was nothing left to lick.
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The blonde wolf nudged his brother, indicating it was time to go. With one last look at the deck, the wolves crept back into the forest. Even as they silently made their way through the brush they could hear Andy's soothing words hey, hey. it's ok. you're perfect, Michael. so good. I promise. so good and Michael's answering sobs thank you thank you so much.
Once they were far enough away from the house the wolves picked up speed, crashing through the forest. The gray wolf ran as fast as he could run; the blonde wolf a few steps behind, giving his brother space. Suddenly the gray wolf cut to the left, surprising a deer at the edge of the creek. With a snarl the gray wolf leapt into the air, tackling the deer and bringing it down hard. The blonde wolf stood quietly as his brother ripped the deer apart in a frenzy, finally stopping when the animal was mangled and torn to unrecognizable pieces. The gray wolf stood over the meat, breathing heavily, before turning his back and walking away, lying down at the base of a pine tree. Immediately the blonde wolf went to his side, lying down beside his whining brother as he began to lick the blood from the gray wolf's coat.
Once his brother was relatively clean, the blonde wolf nudged him with his nose before Changing. Effortlessly, Neal leaned back against the tree, reaching to pet the gray wolf for a moment. "Come on David. We need to talk."
David sighed as he Changed seamlessly, leaning back against the tree beside his brother. Neal reached to grab his hand, pulling him closer. "You ok?"
"Yeah. I think so. It's just... that was hard to watch, you know?"
"I know."
"And it's not that I was angry at Andy for doing it. Actually, I'm grateful he did because it helped me see what he's been telling me all along. I was angry at myself, because Andy can provide Michael with something that I can't."
"You can, David. You know you can. You know Andy knows what he's talking about. Eventually, you and Michael will be able to work up to a relationship like Andy and I have. I know you can. But first you've gotta start fucking him."
"Way to be blunt, Neal."
"You know what I mean. If you keep waiting for Michael to be able to make the first move then you're never gonna get anywhere. Michael is wired differently from any slave we own. He needs a Master. He needs you to be that for him. Hell, Andy's human and you saw how Michael responded to him. He needs to serve someone. To serve you."
"You're right. You and Andy are both right." David rubbed his forehead before leaning to rest his head on his brother's shoulder. "Watching that tonight really opened my eyes. I'm gonna do it. I'm gonna be what he needs me to be. And while I'm doing that, maybe I can help him become who I need him to be."
Neal squeezed David's hand. "Exactly." After a moment's pause, Neal spoke again. "And while we have some privacy... have you thought any more about Carly?"
"Yeah, I have. I'm gonna do it."
"Good. You deserve that, David. Now, are you gonna eat any of that or did you just wanna slobber all over it?"
David laughed. "Hate for it to go to waste. Let's eat then run a while longer."
"Deal."
Author: annie2791
Pairing: David/Michael
Rating: Series will range from R (for the theme alone) to NC-17
Disclaimer: Only exists within my mind.
Warning: AU. Supernatural themes. D/s themes. Slavefic.
Series Word Count to Date: 67,276
Author's Notes: Title taken from a favorite MWK song, Waterside. Hugs and kisses to the betas of awesome celtic_fish and playingwithcake
Extra kudos to playingwithcake for realizing I'm purposefully posting this chapter on a night of a full moon :)
The meal was delicious as usual. Michael snuggled underneath David's arm on the lounger as he watched Carly and Brooke finish the last of the cleaning. Blake and Chris had already retired to their quarters and Ryan and Todd had gone back to the barn for a quick check on the newest foal. Michael swore he heard his name whispered and he glanced to his right, taking in Neal and Andy on their lounger. Neal was on his back with Andy draped on top of him, alternately kissing and murmuring soft words to each other. Michael shook his head slightly and assumed he'd been wrong about their conversation. His attention was drawn back to his master when David nosed at his neck.
"Remember we're going to run tonight?"
"Yes. Full moon. I remember. Do you plan on staying out all night?"
"I'm not sure. We'll just see where the night takes us. You're gonna hang with Andy and wait for me?"
"Yes, if that's ok."
"That'll be great, Michael." David pressed his mouth to Michael's jaw, nibbling at the curve of bone. "I like it when you wait out here for me."
Michael sighed in contentment. As much as he wanted more, needed more, from his master, every little touch was appreciated. David licked along Michael's lip before kissing him urgently, sliding his hand underneath Michael's shirt to touch bare skin. Michael gasped in surprise; David was usually much more controlled than this. After the episode in the study earlier Michael felt like he was physically aching for David's touch. He couldn't help angling his body to press them as close as possible. Michael felt David's hand fist in the fabric of his shirtfront; dragging him halfway across his lap. He returned the kiss with equal passion, tilting his head as David's mouth trailed back to his jaw. Finally David drew back, reaching to cup Michael's face in his hands. He leaned in for one final kiss before searching Michael's eyes. The look David was giving him made Michael nervous. "Is something wrong? Did I do something?"
David sighed, gently sliding Michael back to his place on the lounger. "No, Michael. You didn't do anything wrong. I'm just..... still adjusting. Still trying to learn how to give you what you need." David stood, looking over at his brother. "Hey Neal, you ready?"
"Yeah. Let's go." Neal glanced over at Michael before kissing Andy once more. "Come on, David. Race you to the river."
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Michael waited until the wolves had bounded into the forest before turning to Andy. "It's going to get chilly out here. Should we go get the blankets in case we stay out here all night?"
"Yeah, that's a good idea. But first I wanted to ask you how things were going with David earlier before I had to interrupt about Constantine. Looked like fun."
Michael smiled. "It was. We'd had a talk, and when he kissed me I really hoped he wouldn't stop. I don't know what he would have done if you hadn't knocked."
"Sorry about that. Neal and I both wanted to tell him to take a hike, but he was so insistent about talking to David. Neal was afraid it might be important, and it sounds like it was. I don't know what made him lie for David, but I'm grateful. Now he's off the hook with the sheriff and we don't have to worry." Andy paused a moment before continuing. "So you and David had a good talk?"
"Yeah. He...well.... it was weird. I'll tell you about it later. I'm still trying to process it."
"But it was ok?"
"Yeah, it was fine. Let's go get the blankets."
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The wolves headed into the forest from the yard, making as much noise as possible crashing through the brush. After a few moments they turned back toward the house, creeping quietly. Together, they approached the edge of the bushes at the right corner of the yard nearest the deck. They crawled forward on their bellies, sneaking underneath the leaves and settling right at the edge, affording them a perfect view. They turned their ears toward the deck; easily overhearing the conversation. They watched intently as the men rose and headed toward the house, Michael's voice carrying perfectly. "Let's go get the blankets."
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Michael was reaching toward the handle on the sliding glass door when Andy's hand shot out and grabbed his wrist. Stunned, he turned just in time for Andy to grab the front of his shirt, pushing him back against the side of the house. "Andy?"
"Shh." Andy reached to lay a hard tap across Michael's mouth. "No talking unless I ask you a question."
Michael's mouth snapped shut and his eyes widened as he nodded in acknowledgment. He trembled when Andy grabbed his other wrist; pushing both of his arms up and pinning them over his head. Holding his wrists in one hand, Andy used his other hand to trail possessively over Michael's chest before settling on his shoulder. Andy leaned close, licking one quick swipe across Michael's mouth. "I'm gonna give you a choice, Michael. And I want to be sure you know it's your decision to make. But if you want to, want me to, I can give you what you need. What you crave. Right now. Right here."
Michael closed his eyes, swallowing hard as he thought about Andy's words. Obviously David must have known this was going to happen and he'd clearly given permission. Any other time Michael would have an easier time declining the offer, but after the incident in David's office Michael felt like he was burning up inside; desire crawling underneath his skin like fire. He truly wanted his master in this position, but what Andy was offering was better than nothing. He felt confident that Andy wouldn't go too far, wouldn't actually hurt him more than he wanted to be hurt. He didn't know what Andy had in mind, but it had been months since Michael had been used and he missed that feeling of accomplishment, of satisfying a master. Instead of answering aloud, Michael bowed his head, closing his eyes and touching his chin to his chest.
Andy exhaled sharply at Michael's submission. He fought the urge to glance at the corner of the yard where the wolves were supposed to be watching. Instead he concentrated on the man in front of him, holding his wrists tighter and pressing them into the brick wall. He trailed his other hand from Michael's shoulder to his neck, lightly circling the purple mark David had left earlier that evening. Andy could tell Michael was holding his breath; waiting. Without a word, Andy pressed his fingers into the center of the bruise. Michael moaned and sagged in Andy's grip, his knees weakening and barely holding him. He felt Andy's mouth on his cheek, laying a path of wet kisses down to the bruise. Desire shot through him as he felt Andy's teeth on the mark, digging in. It hurt in the most delicious way, the pain of his master's mark bringing such pleasure.
Andy backed away from Michael's neck as he placed a hand on his shoulder, urging him down. Kneeling was impossible since Andy wouldn't let go of his wrists, so Michael settled into a squat, sitting back on his heels; his back against the brick and his legs spread wide. Andy moved between those spread knees, reaching with one hand to open his jeans. He shoved the denim halfway down his thighs as he watched Michael's face settle into a far away expression. Andy knew what Michael was doing; where he was going in his mind, and he didn't want that to happen. He jerked sharply on Michael's wrists, rubbing the skin against the rough brick to get his attention. "Stay with me, boy. Don't go to that place. There's no need for it."
Michael blinked, his eyes coming back into focus as he glanced up at Andy and nodded. He sighed as Andy gripped his chin for a moment, pressing into his jaw just hard enough to spark a tiny bit of pain. "Open for me."
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The wolves lay on their bellies together; peeking out from beneath the shrubs as they watched and listened to the men on the deck. The gray wolf stretched his neck forward as he watched Andy guide himself into Michael's open mouth. It wasn't difficult to hear Andy's heavy breathing and Michael's eager whines around the flesh in his mouth. When Andy pumped his hips hard enough to push Michael's head back against the brick with a small thump the gray wolf growled low in his throat; showing teeth. The blonde wolf leaned over and nipped the gray wolf's ear, drawing blood. Immediately the gray wolf huffed out a breath, reaching to lick the blonde's snout before leaning heavily against him. Settled again, they continued to watch the deck.
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Andy gripped Michael's wrists as he leaned forward and thrust into his mouth one final time. Michael swallowed easily and continued licking at the flesh until Andy pulled back, gripping Michael's hair to prevent him from continuing. "Up." Easily, he jerked Michael back to a standing position, finally letting go of his wrists. Immediately Andy yanked open Michael's jeans, pushing the fabric out of the way to grasp him firmly. "Come. Now." Two strokes and Michael was finished, clutching at Andy's back. His knees buckled and he would have fallen if Andy hadn't leaned into him, pressing his back against the brick and holding him up. Michael's eyes were filled with gratitude as Andy raised his hand to his mouth. Working together, they cleaned each of Andy's fingers with their mouths until there was nothing left to lick.
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The blonde wolf nudged his brother, indicating it was time to go. With one last look at the deck, the wolves crept back into the forest. Even as they silently made their way through the brush they could hear Andy's soothing words hey, hey. it's ok. you're perfect, Michael. so good. I promise. so good and Michael's answering sobs thank you thank you so much.
Once they were far enough away from the house the wolves picked up speed, crashing through the forest. The gray wolf ran as fast as he could run; the blonde wolf a few steps behind, giving his brother space. Suddenly the gray wolf cut to the left, surprising a deer at the edge of the creek. With a snarl the gray wolf leapt into the air, tackling the deer and bringing it down hard. The blonde wolf stood quietly as his brother ripped the deer apart in a frenzy, finally stopping when the animal was mangled and torn to unrecognizable pieces. The gray wolf stood over the meat, breathing heavily, before turning his back and walking away, lying down at the base of a pine tree. Immediately the blonde wolf went to his side, lying down beside his whining brother as he began to lick the blood from the gray wolf's coat.
Once his brother was relatively clean, the blonde wolf nudged him with his nose before Changing. Effortlessly, Neal leaned back against the tree, reaching to pet the gray wolf for a moment. "Come on David. We need to talk."
David sighed as he Changed seamlessly, leaning back against the tree beside his brother. Neal reached to grab his hand, pulling him closer. "You ok?"
"Yeah. I think so. It's just... that was hard to watch, you know?"
"I know."
"And it's not that I was angry at Andy for doing it. Actually, I'm grateful he did because it helped me see what he's been telling me all along. I was angry at myself, because Andy can provide Michael with something that I can't."
"You can, David. You know you can. You know Andy knows what he's talking about. Eventually, you and Michael will be able to work up to a relationship like Andy and I have. I know you can. But first you've gotta start fucking him."
"Way to be blunt, Neal."
"You know what I mean. If you keep waiting for Michael to be able to make the first move then you're never gonna get anywhere. Michael is wired differently from any slave we own. He needs a Master. He needs you to be that for him. Hell, Andy's human and you saw how Michael responded to him. He needs to serve someone. To serve you."
"You're right. You and Andy are both right." David rubbed his forehead before leaning to rest his head on his brother's shoulder. "Watching that tonight really opened my eyes. I'm gonna do it. I'm gonna be what he needs me to be. And while I'm doing that, maybe I can help him become who I need him to be."
Neal squeezed David's hand. "Exactly." After a moment's pause, Neal spoke again. "And while we have some privacy... have you thought any more about Carly?"
"Yeah, I have. I'm gonna do it."
"Good. You deserve that, David. Now, are you gonna eat any of that or did you just wanna slobber all over it?"
David laughed. "Hate for it to go to waste. Let's eat then run a while longer."
"Deal."