Fic: Interrogation
Title: Interrogation 2
Fandom: LotR RPS
Pairing: Elijah/?
Rating: NC-17
Summary: It serves as a blindfold. At first.
Warning: violence.
AN: Written for Silk Tie Challenge from aliensouldream.
Think happy thoughts, think happy thoughts. But the more Elijah tried to forget the predicament he was in, the more agony he felt from being denied to come. Beads of sweat broke from every single pore on his skin, nails digging into his own palms, limbs straining against the ropes securing him fast, and hips aching from being restrained from thrusting up his now thick, red, ugly cock. Its throbbing pulse spiked up to his brain, and tears ran down his face from beneath tightly shut lids.
“Give up?”
Elijah would jump if he could, but all he managed to do was whimper.
“Please.” And he sobbed weakly when the pad of the man’s thumb grazed the slit on the head. Elijah shuddered as his captor licked his ear slowly.
And murmured into it, “Where is the pendant, Elijah?”
“In - in the safe.”
“And the key?”
Elijah closed his eyes, and jerked hard, trembling, when the man tugged at the silk tie.
“S-Sean keeps it.”
“Very good, Elijah. Very good.” Without another word, he snatched the tie off Elijah’s cock, and left.
Elijah cried out as he came hard, thrusting and pumping into the air as if there were an invisible hand milking him dry. He was a wreck when he was done, sagging into his chair, blubbering to the darkness of the room.
“I’m so sorry, Sean,” he sobbed.
~~~
Fandom: LotR RPS
Pairing: Elijah/?
Rating: NC-17
Summary: It serves as a blindfold. At first.
Warning: violence.
AN: Written for Silk Tie Challenge from aliensouldream.
Think happy thoughts, think happy thoughts. But the more Elijah tried to forget the predicament he was in, the more agony he felt from being denied to come. Beads of sweat broke from every single pore on his skin, nails digging into his own palms, limbs straining against the ropes securing him fast, and hips aching from being restrained from thrusting up his now thick, red, ugly cock. Its throbbing pulse spiked up to his brain, and tears ran down his face from beneath tightly shut lids.
“Give up?”
Elijah would jump if he could, but all he managed to do was whimper.
“Please.” And he sobbed weakly when the pad of the man’s thumb grazed the slit on the head. Elijah shuddered as his captor licked his ear slowly.
And murmured into it, “Where is the pendant, Elijah?”
“In - in the safe.”
“And the key?”
Elijah closed his eyes, and jerked hard, trembling, when the man tugged at the silk tie.
“S-Sean keeps it.”
“Very good, Elijah. Very good.” Without another word, he snatched the tie off Elijah’s cock, and left.
Elijah cried out as he came hard, thrusting and pumping into the air as if there were an invisible hand milking him dry. He was a wreck when he was done, sagging into his chair, blubbering to the darkness of the room.
“I’m so sorry, Sean,” he sobbed.
~~~