Good Boy
Title: Good Boy
Author: Leia/Camshaft22
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis
Rating: NC-17
Notes: I don't own anything, not even my car. For clwilson2006. Ownership, My Choice, and New World Order proceed this in the Invaders Universe.
Pairing: Evan Lorne/David Parrish
Word count: 650
Square: Collars
David exhaled, feeling the collar around his neck. It was hard not to notice the collar’s tightness, the heaviness of the leather. He still felt such remorse for landing his entire planet into this trap but he couldn’t show it lest he get punished. The punishments were inventive and he felt a little sting still from yesterday.
It had been another busy day. David had learned so much about the invaders but he couldn’t do anything. Not yet anyway. The Atlanteans weren’t concerned with protecting themselves against a bunch of slaves which made it easier, but he was having troubles finding anyone to talk too. Slaves were just there, they were lower class after all. Overlooked and unnoticed when they weren’t being used or they weren’t needed to do some task.
Their leader was a fit man with unruly hair. He was the High Tribune of the fleet as well as a Prince. He was the son of their central leader. Of course, he had many, many sons so it wasn’t as special as one might think apparently. The Atlantean peoples were triple the old population of Old Earth. Three times 7 billion people. This invasion force was actually small compared to some of the other Princes in their extremely vast empire. David learned that they did these things for fun, to give them something to do. Lorne was a Tribune; one of Prince John’s most favored. David had watched, listened and learned but apparently hadn’t given His Highness enough respect so he was subjected to the web of agony.
“Still sore?” Lorne asked as he entered the room.
David immediately knelt down and bowed, his forehead touching the cold floor. He then rose to his knees. “Yes, Sir. But I can still fulfill my purpose.”
“And that is?” Lorne asked.
“To serve you. For you to use me as you see fit.”
“Good boy. Crawl to me,” Lorne ordered.
David crawled across the floor, reaching Lorne’s feet as his Master turned and walked to the bedroom. David followed, still crawling. Lorne came to a stop and David knelt in front of him, watching.
Lorne took off his uniform and raised an eyebrow as he looked at his pet expectantly.
David reached up, cupping his Master’s balls as he started licking the head of Lorne’s cock.
Lorne smiled, exhaling as he ran his fingers across the heavy leather collar, tracing it as David bobbed his head up and down on his cock and played with his balls. “Good boy, good pet,” Lorne told David.
David sucked harder, seeing the pleasure in Lorne’s eyes. He moved up and down Lorne’s shaft, feeling it get tight in his mouth as Lorne came, shooting in David’s mouth. He quickly swallowed and then pulled off, wrapping his tongue around the head of Lorne’s cock and then flicked his tongue into the slit.
Lorne moaned out and graced his pet with a smile. “Good boy.”
David ducked his head, filled with a bitter happiness. Sometimes he tried to imagine this was just a game between them. But he knew it wasn’t. Lorne pulled him up by the collar and pushed him on the bed, jerking him out of his thoughts.
“Sleep time.”
“Yes Sir.”
“Ronon will wake me. You may sleep in. You’ve earned it,” Lorne told him as he pulled David close.
“Thank you, Sir,” David said, getting comfortable as Lorne traced the edges of David’s collar.
“You’re so much better looking like this. I’m glad you chose me,” Lorne told him as he went still, already asleep.
David laid there and exhaled. “Some choice,” he whispered softly.
FIN
Author: Leia/Camshaft22
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis
Rating: NC-17
Notes: I don't own anything, not even my car. For clwilson2006. Ownership, My Choice, and New World Order proceed this in the Invaders Universe.
Pairing: Evan Lorne/David Parrish
Word count: 650
Square: Collars
David exhaled, feeling the collar around his neck. It was hard not to notice the collar’s tightness, the heaviness of the leather. He still felt such remorse for landing his entire planet into this trap but he couldn’t show it lest he get punished. The punishments were inventive and he felt a little sting still from yesterday.
It had been another busy day. David had learned so much about the invaders but he couldn’t do anything. Not yet anyway. The Atlanteans weren’t concerned with protecting themselves against a bunch of slaves which made it easier, but he was having troubles finding anyone to talk too. Slaves were just there, they were lower class after all. Overlooked and unnoticed when they weren’t being used or they weren’t needed to do some task.
Their leader was a fit man with unruly hair. He was the High Tribune of the fleet as well as a Prince. He was the son of their central leader. Of course, he had many, many sons so it wasn’t as special as one might think apparently. The Atlantean peoples were triple the old population of Old Earth. Three times 7 billion people. This invasion force was actually small compared to some of the other Princes in their extremely vast empire. David learned that they did these things for fun, to give them something to do. Lorne was a Tribune; one of Prince John’s most favored. David had watched, listened and learned but apparently hadn’t given His Highness enough respect so he was subjected to the web of agony.
“Still sore?” Lorne asked as he entered the room.
David immediately knelt down and bowed, his forehead touching the cold floor. He then rose to his knees. “Yes, Sir. But I can still fulfill my purpose.”
“And that is?” Lorne asked.
“To serve you. For you to use me as you see fit.”
“Good boy. Crawl to me,” Lorne ordered.
David crawled across the floor, reaching Lorne’s feet as his Master turned and walked to the bedroom. David followed, still crawling. Lorne came to a stop and David knelt in front of him, watching.
Lorne took off his uniform and raised an eyebrow as he looked at his pet expectantly.
David reached up, cupping his Master’s balls as he started licking the head of Lorne’s cock.
Lorne smiled, exhaling as he ran his fingers across the heavy leather collar, tracing it as David bobbed his head up and down on his cock and played with his balls. “Good boy, good pet,” Lorne told David.
David sucked harder, seeing the pleasure in Lorne’s eyes. He moved up and down Lorne’s shaft, feeling it get tight in his mouth as Lorne came, shooting in David’s mouth. He quickly swallowed and then pulled off, wrapping his tongue around the head of Lorne’s cock and then flicked his tongue into the slit.
Lorne moaned out and graced his pet with a smile. “Good boy.”
David ducked his head, filled with a bitter happiness. Sometimes he tried to imagine this was just a game between them. But he knew it wasn’t. Lorne pulled him up by the collar and pushed him on the bed, jerking him out of his thoughts.
“Sleep time.”
“Yes Sir.”
“Ronon will wake me. You may sleep in. You’ve earned it,” Lorne told him as he pulled David close.
“Thank you, Sir,” David said, getting comfortable as Lorne traced the edges of David’s collar.
“You’re so much better looking like this. I’m glad you chose me,” Lorne told him as he went still, already asleep.
David laid there and exhaled. “Some choice,” he whispered softly.
FIN