I can get into this [2]
title: I Can Get Into This [2]
author: FxTxAot3/Tronja307020 in Tron Tinychat
pairing: Alan/Tron
rating: M/NC17
disclaimer: I don't own them. Wish I did, I just like playing with them.
plot: When Alan learns of Tron's submissive nature, he has to find a way to make a happy medium between their two needs.
author's note: Written for the Tron Kink Meme, over at http://tronkinkmeme.livejournal.com/3950.h
tml?thread=2036590#t2036590 I don't know if it's BDSM enough for the prompt, but it was what popped into my head. So yay. :D
So Tron had a serious submission kink. It seemed rather at odds with parts of his personality; the way he had to constantly be in control of a situation when things got dicey, the severe, protective demeanor he had around the Users. He took charge with other Programs, obviously comfortable with his place as the highest-ranking Program on the Grid and proud of the confidence everyone obviously had in his leadership.
But once they were alone, once he and Alan found a moment's peace to be intimate, the controlling behavior dropped in lieu of submitting himself completely to his Creator. If Alan was honest with himself, it was certainly sexy, the way he clung to him, sighed his name, begged for his direction and control. Still, Alan had never seen himself as a very dominating lover, and instead found himself feeling extremely protective of his Program every time he looked up at him with such trusting, innocent eyes.
Still, he thought about what Tron had said, how it was about pleasing him, serving his User, and not about what other Users wanted, and he realized perhaps he had been looking at it through the wrong social filter. Of course Tron wouldn't have the User concept of bondage and submission in his previous experiences to influence what he wanted, it had nothing to do with what Alan saw as an admittedly disturbing fetish and everything to do with his adoration and devotion to his User. The fact that Programs practiced a sort of User-worship religion certainly seemed to have some influence on it all, though he wasn't sure exactly how that made him feel about it; he was still getting used to being Tron's “God.”
So, he started to experiment with the idea, little things at first. He didn't want it to be as he saw the User fetish, about demeaning and mistreating Tron. But if Tron simply wanted to please him, if that was the way he enjoyed intimacy the most with his User, without the influence of the User concept of sexual submission and domination, then there was no reason to think that he couldn't find a way to make it enjoyable for the both of them.
He first got the courage to try on his third visit after they'd discussed it. He'd manifested a simple scrap of material easily enough while he distracted Tron by nipping his way teasingly across the intensely sensitive circuits on his throat, enjoying the wanton way it made him whine and shiver. Tron had looked at at him in confusion when he'd pulled away and tied the cloth around his eyes, his eyebrows creasing in bewilderment over the makeshift blindfold at being left unable to see. This was obviously something new to him, and it made Alan feel a strange sort of amused arousal that he was the first person, User or Program, to show him this.
He kissed him before he could inquire as to the blindfold's purpose, distracting him with his lips all over again, and when Alan felt him melting back into the mood, he'd kissed his way to his ear, nuzzling his nose into the soft hair at the nap of his neck and breathing in the distinctive, not-quite-human scent of his skin.
“I'm going to try it your way for a bit.”
The second he'd purred the whisper into Tron's ear, the Program's circuits had flashed vibrantly, and he'd given a sharp gasp, as if he'd been shocked. The intensity of his reaction had been somewhat surprising to Alan, but there was no denying it was absolutely arousing, especially when he'd moaned out a ragged “User” up at him, instantly reverting to using the reverent title instead of his name, submitting himself in speech as well as in action.
Tron had seemed to lose some unspoken inhibition he'd been holding onto when his User had taken just that small step and it had amazed Alan, seeing him writhing and moaning underneath his hands as he touched him, teased him, dragged his tongue over his circuits. It had been intoxicating, and when he'd brought the Program to climax, watched him toss his head back as his body arched and shuddered and soft cries fell from his lips, he'd decided he could most certainly get into this.
author: FxTxAot3/Tronja307020 in Tron Tinychat
pairing: Alan/Tron
rating: M/NC17
disclaimer: I don't own them. Wish I did, I just like playing with them.
plot: When Alan learns of Tron's submissive nature, he has to find a way to make a happy medium between their two needs.
author's note: Written for the Tron Kink Meme, over at http://tronkinkmeme.livejournal.com/3950.h
tml?thread=2036590#t2036590 I don't know if it's BDSM enough for the prompt, but it was what popped into my head. So yay. :D
So Tron had a serious submission kink. It seemed rather at odds with parts of his personality; the way he had to constantly be in control of a situation when things got dicey, the severe, protective demeanor he had around the Users. He took charge with other Programs, obviously comfortable with his place as the highest-ranking Program on the Grid and proud of the confidence everyone obviously had in his leadership.
But once they were alone, once he and Alan found a moment's peace to be intimate, the controlling behavior dropped in lieu of submitting himself completely to his Creator. If Alan was honest with himself, it was certainly sexy, the way he clung to him, sighed his name, begged for his direction and control. Still, Alan had never seen himself as a very dominating lover, and instead found himself feeling extremely protective of his Program every time he looked up at him with such trusting, innocent eyes.
Still, he thought about what Tron had said, how it was about pleasing him, serving his User, and not about what other Users wanted, and he realized perhaps he had been looking at it through the wrong social filter. Of course Tron wouldn't have the User concept of bondage and submission in his previous experiences to influence what he wanted, it had nothing to do with what Alan saw as an admittedly disturbing fetish and everything to do with his adoration and devotion to his User. The fact that Programs practiced a sort of User-worship religion certainly seemed to have some influence on it all, though he wasn't sure exactly how that made him feel about it; he was still getting used to being Tron's “God.”
So, he started to experiment with the idea, little things at first. He didn't want it to be as he saw the User fetish, about demeaning and mistreating Tron. But if Tron simply wanted to please him, if that was the way he enjoyed intimacy the most with his User, without the influence of the User concept of sexual submission and domination, then there was no reason to think that he couldn't find a way to make it enjoyable for the both of them.
He first got the courage to try on his third visit after they'd discussed it. He'd manifested a simple scrap of material easily enough while he distracted Tron by nipping his way teasingly across the intensely sensitive circuits on his throat, enjoying the wanton way it made him whine and shiver. Tron had looked at at him in confusion when he'd pulled away and tied the cloth around his eyes, his eyebrows creasing in bewilderment over the makeshift blindfold at being left unable to see. This was obviously something new to him, and it made Alan feel a strange sort of amused arousal that he was the first person, User or Program, to show him this.
He kissed him before he could inquire as to the blindfold's purpose, distracting him with his lips all over again, and when Alan felt him melting back into the mood, he'd kissed his way to his ear, nuzzling his nose into the soft hair at the nap of his neck and breathing in the distinctive, not-quite-human scent of his skin.
“I'm going to try it your way for a bit.”
The second he'd purred the whisper into Tron's ear, the Program's circuits had flashed vibrantly, and he'd given a sharp gasp, as if he'd been shocked. The intensity of his reaction had been somewhat surprising to Alan, but there was no denying it was absolutely arousing, especially when he'd moaned out a ragged “User” up at him, instantly reverting to using the reverent title instead of his name, submitting himself in speech as well as in action.
Tron had seemed to lose some unspoken inhibition he'd been holding onto when his User had taken just that small step and it had amazed Alan, seeing him writhing and moaning underneath his hands as he touched him, teased him, dragged his tongue over his circuits. It had been intoxicating, and when he'd brought the Program to climax, watched him toss his head back as his body arched and shuddered and soft cries fell from his lips, he'd decided he could most certainly get into this.