fic: how you crumble when i shake
title: how you crumble when i shake
pairing: raul/guti
rating: nc-17
disclaimer: fiction
warnings: bondage, themes of bdsm (but not really)
a/n: this was originally what i wrote for commentporn with the prompts of 'lick it off' and 'captain's armband'. what was initially 300 words turned into 1600 of pure sex. i hope it turned out okay. feedback would be appreciated :) enjoy!
The room was most blanketed with darkness, the only source of light being the four candles, two on either side of the bed, Guti had lit just to annoy Raul. Raul hated overtly romantic gestures, found them to be nothing more than ridiculous notions that implied couples had to act or be a certain way with each other. He had his own way to show how much Guti mattered to him and he much rather liked it.
Guti tugged against the cuffs, the strong metal cutting into his skin. His eyes drooped, exhaustion settling into his body after the fucking he just received. Sighing, he looked up at Raul, a pout on his lips.
“Uncuff me?”
Raul smiled, the corner of his lips curling as he shook his head. He lifted his fingers Guti’s lips, a blend of both of their come covering the digits.
“Not until you lick it off. All of it.”
Looking up under long lashes, Guti grinned as he opened his mouth dutifully and took in the fingers willingly. He swirled his tongue around the digits as he kept his eyes locked on Raul’s. He lapped at the skin until the fluid was all gone. With a little nip, he pulled off.
“Uncuff me now?”
Raul continued grinned down at him.
“You don’t want to keep playing?”
Guti puffed out a breath, trying to push the stray bangs that had fallen into his eyes, seeing how his hands are rather useless at the moment. “I don’t think I’ll be able to feel my fingers soon.”
Raul gave him a look before pinching his nipples with wet fingers. Guti let out a moan.
“Okay, okay. What’s next?”
Not saying a word, Raul swiftly lifted himself from Guti’s body and padded over to his wardrobe. Guti sat up, both annoyed and intrigued. He was about to ask Raul what he’s doing when he returned with something clutched in his fist. He carefully slipped between Guti’s legs once again, a grin now seemingly permanent on his soft lips.
“What do you have there?” Guti practically purred, his body arching in anticipation that he forgot about his apparent discomfort.
Spreading the cloth between both hands, Raul quirked an eyebrow, his captain’s armband stretched to it’s fullest capacity. “Do you think it’ll work as a blindfold?”
Guti’s eyes widen, impossibly huge, but Raul wasn’t finished speaking.
“Or maybe as a cockring?”
Letting out a whimper, Guti tried sitting up as best as he could. “R-Raul, I don’t know if I can... You know.” He dropped his eyes from Raul’s soul bearing gaze.
“You don’t you if you can what, Guti? I’m afraid I don’t know,” His voice was low but hard and Raul knew what effects it had on his lover. He grasped Guti’s chin lightly and pushed it forward, commanding their eyes to meet. “Say it.”
Guti struggled, physically against the bounds of the handcuff and vocally as words failed him. When Raul, his gentle sweet caring Raul, became like this, the epitome of dominance, Guti knew there was nothing he could do but hold on for the ride. He trusted his lover though, without question. No harm would ever touch him when he was with Raul; that was guaranteed.
Raul’s eyes bore into his, pools of soft brown now almost black and Guti knew he would have to answer soon or Raul would for him.
“Fuck, Raul,” Guti started off shakily, his mind and body in conflict with one another. “You know I want to but...” He trailed off, his eyes dropping to his limp cock before meeting Raul’s again. Raul however, smirked as he leaned in for a kiss, letting the armband trace up his torso, over sensitive nipples.
“It’s up to you, Guti,” Raul ghosted over his lips as they kissed each other leisurely. “We could always do this another time.”
This would be the perfect time to have his arms free Guti decided. He wanted nothing more than to wrap Raul up in his embrace and let him know how much he loved him in that exact moment. But he didn’t. Instead he sighed before pouring his words, his love, his soul into a kiss he hoped Raul would never forget.
The two lovers remained locked together for a duration they didn’t keep count of. Raul kept his fingers on Guti’s body, teasing and caressing and loving. They knew no bounds, no limits as they traced erratic patterns on trembling skin. Their mouths didn’t let up one inch as they tasted each other relentlessly. For that moment, the pain in Guti’s arms didn’t exist. He was nothing more than a bundle of nerves.
Raul grinned against his lips as his hand bumped into something as he dipped it lower. He tore his lips away from his lovers and looked down, chuckling quietly when he noticed Guti’s cock, his own too, was ready for more action. Raul grasped it with confident fingers, and swallowed the moan that followed from his lover.
Making sure he had his attention, Raul ended the kiss with a peck to Guti’s lips before moving down his body. When his eyes are aligned with his cock, Raul looked up, grinning as he leaned forward and placed a kiss to the head. Guti’s eyes fluttered but remained open, too excited from anticipation.
Raul lifted the black armband, indicating that he didn’t forget about it. With careful fingers, he doubled it, cutting down the space that it would fit around, and then, steadily, he pushed it down Guti’s hard cock, the soft material earning a groan from the bound man.
”Raul.”
He grinned at the sound of his name but continued with what he was doing. The sight of his armband, the symbol of his captaincy and importance, wrapped comfortably around his lover’s cock had his own twitching. He slipped one end of the doubled cloth around his balls, while the other end tightened the base. Once it was securely bound and unforgiving, Raul licked up the base to the head of Guti’s cock, swirling his tongue for show.
Sliding back up his body, Raul kissed Guti once he reached his lips. “Okay?”
The quietly asked question has Guti smiling as he nodded. Despite his helpless position, he loved that Raul’s concern outshined his need to seek his pleasure. His face was framed by strong capable hands as his mouth was plundered and he gave himself completely over to his lover.
Distracting Guti with his mouth, Raul reached back blindly for the tube he had discarded earlier. After a few gropes, his fingers successfully closed around the cylinder of lubricant. Raul was able to pour some onto his fingers before he pushed a digit into himself. His gasp was swallowed by Guti’s lips and luckily his lover didn’t question it.
Everything after occurred so fast. Lips were pulled apart and Raul sunk down onto Guti’s hard cock. The older man hissed, his sensitive cock enveloped in such heat. They didn’t do this often, not like this. Raul wrapped his arms around Guti’s neck and rode him, clumsily at first. But with every thrust downward, his hips began to move confidently. When Guti’s hips rose to keep the retreating heat on his cock, Raul grinned down at him as he swooped in for a kiss.
Letting up a little, Raul reached back with one hand and traced his lover’s tied up cock, his fingers skimming over his armband. He raised his eyebrow in question to which Guti mewled a, “Dios mío! Sí!
Slowing down his hips, Raul carefully slipped a finger under the part of the armband that was wrapped around Guti’s balls. When he caressed the skin there, he felt his lover buck his hips, moving his cock deep into his body. Raul’s eyes fluttered but he kept them open, trying to focus on not hurting Guti. Fortunately the armband wasn’t a true cockring and wasn’t as tight as some could be. Though his mind told him to stop fucking himself on Guti’s cock while doing this, Raul couldn’t. They didn’t do it like this too often but every time they did, Raul still had to be in control, still had to be the one who dictated the action. So he kept the motion, though slow, steady as he lifted the band over Guti’s testicles.
“Fuck Raul,” Guti breathed, his eyes closing. His orgasm was so close. His wrists tugged, the metal cutting into his skin. He hissed at the sharp edge but he was so close that he didn’t care. The soft material of Raul’s armband caressed him as the bind was released. Raul had then picked his paced back up, slamming down onto Guti’s cock and he was coming, his shout brief as Raul tipped forward and sucked on his lips.
Every inch of his skin felt like it was on fire, like the candles that bathed the room in soft light. Raul tugged as his cock frantically, not caring about anything but his own released. He came on Guti’s still quivering stomach before slumping forward.
The air was heavy with their release, mixed with the candle smoke; their soft pants and breaths played like a soundtrack in the background.
With one last sweet kiss, Raul lifted himself off Guti’s cock and shifted to the side, his face in the crook of Guti’s neck. When he looked down, he couldn’t help but laugh. His captain’s armband barely hung onto his lover’s now limp cock, come spilt over and covered it. Guti nudged at his face with his nose, causing the younger man to look up and turn his head.
Guti wore the most innocent yet provocative smile on his lips.
“Uncuff me now?”
Raul laughed as he proceeded to reach up and trace the cool metal of the handcuffs that met with his lover’s warm skin with his index finger. Decisions, decisions.
pairing: raul/guti
rating: nc-17
disclaimer: fiction
warnings: bondage, themes of bdsm (but not really)
a/n: this was originally what i wrote for commentporn with the prompts of 'lick it off' and 'captain's armband'. what was initially 300 words turned into 1600 of pure sex. i hope it turned out okay. feedback would be appreciated :) enjoy!
The room was most blanketed with darkness, the only source of light being the four candles, two on either side of the bed, Guti had lit just to annoy Raul. Raul hated overtly romantic gestures, found them to be nothing more than ridiculous notions that implied couples had to act or be a certain way with each other. He had his own way to show how much Guti mattered to him and he much rather liked it.
Guti tugged against the cuffs, the strong metal cutting into his skin. His eyes drooped, exhaustion settling into his body after the fucking he just received. Sighing, he looked up at Raul, a pout on his lips.
“Uncuff me?”
Raul smiled, the corner of his lips curling as he shook his head. He lifted his fingers Guti’s lips, a blend of both of their come covering the digits.
“Not until you lick it off. All of it.”
Looking up under long lashes, Guti grinned as he opened his mouth dutifully and took in the fingers willingly. He swirled his tongue around the digits as he kept his eyes locked on Raul’s. He lapped at the skin until the fluid was all gone. With a little nip, he pulled off.
“Uncuff me now?”
Raul continued grinned down at him.
“You don’t want to keep playing?”
Guti puffed out a breath, trying to push the stray bangs that had fallen into his eyes, seeing how his hands are rather useless at the moment. “I don’t think I’ll be able to feel my fingers soon.”
Raul gave him a look before pinching his nipples with wet fingers. Guti let out a moan.
“Okay, okay. What’s next?”
Not saying a word, Raul swiftly lifted himself from Guti’s body and padded over to his wardrobe. Guti sat up, both annoyed and intrigued. He was about to ask Raul what he’s doing when he returned with something clutched in his fist. He carefully slipped between Guti’s legs once again, a grin now seemingly permanent on his soft lips.
“What do you have there?” Guti practically purred, his body arching in anticipation that he forgot about his apparent discomfort.
Spreading the cloth between both hands, Raul quirked an eyebrow, his captain’s armband stretched to it’s fullest capacity. “Do you think it’ll work as a blindfold?”
Guti’s eyes widen, impossibly huge, but Raul wasn’t finished speaking.
“Or maybe as a cockring?”
Letting out a whimper, Guti tried sitting up as best as he could. “R-Raul, I don’t know if I can... You know.” He dropped his eyes from Raul’s soul bearing gaze.
“You don’t you if you can what, Guti? I’m afraid I don’t know,” His voice was low but hard and Raul knew what effects it had on his lover. He grasped Guti’s chin lightly and pushed it forward, commanding their eyes to meet. “Say it.”
Guti struggled, physically against the bounds of the handcuff and vocally as words failed him. When Raul, his gentle sweet caring Raul, became like this, the epitome of dominance, Guti knew there was nothing he could do but hold on for the ride. He trusted his lover though, without question. No harm would ever touch him when he was with Raul; that was guaranteed.
Raul’s eyes bore into his, pools of soft brown now almost black and Guti knew he would have to answer soon or Raul would for him.
“Fuck, Raul,” Guti started off shakily, his mind and body in conflict with one another. “You know I want to but...” He trailed off, his eyes dropping to his limp cock before meeting Raul’s again. Raul however, smirked as he leaned in for a kiss, letting the armband trace up his torso, over sensitive nipples.
“It’s up to you, Guti,” Raul ghosted over his lips as they kissed each other leisurely. “We could always do this another time.”
This would be the perfect time to have his arms free Guti decided. He wanted nothing more than to wrap Raul up in his embrace and let him know how much he loved him in that exact moment. But he didn’t. Instead he sighed before pouring his words, his love, his soul into a kiss he hoped Raul would never forget.
The two lovers remained locked together for a duration they didn’t keep count of. Raul kept his fingers on Guti’s body, teasing and caressing and loving. They knew no bounds, no limits as they traced erratic patterns on trembling skin. Their mouths didn’t let up one inch as they tasted each other relentlessly. For that moment, the pain in Guti’s arms didn’t exist. He was nothing more than a bundle of nerves.
Raul grinned against his lips as his hand bumped into something as he dipped it lower. He tore his lips away from his lovers and looked down, chuckling quietly when he noticed Guti’s cock, his own too, was ready for more action. Raul grasped it with confident fingers, and swallowed the moan that followed from his lover.
Making sure he had his attention, Raul ended the kiss with a peck to Guti’s lips before moving down his body. When his eyes are aligned with his cock, Raul looked up, grinning as he leaned forward and placed a kiss to the head. Guti’s eyes fluttered but remained open, too excited from anticipation.
Raul lifted the black armband, indicating that he didn’t forget about it. With careful fingers, he doubled it, cutting down the space that it would fit around, and then, steadily, he pushed it down Guti’s hard cock, the soft material earning a groan from the bound man.
”Raul.”
He grinned at the sound of his name but continued with what he was doing. The sight of his armband, the symbol of his captaincy and importance, wrapped comfortably around his lover’s cock had his own twitching. He slipped one end of the doubled cloth around his balls, while the other end tightened the base. Once it was securely bound and unforgiving, Raul licked up the base to the head of Guti’s cock, swirling his tongue for show.
Sliding back up his body, Raul kissed Guti once he reached his lips. “Okay?”
The quietly asked question has Guti smiling as he nodded. Despite his helpless position, he loved that Raul’s concern outshined his need to seek his pleasure. His face was framed by strong capable hands as his mouth was plundered and he gave himself completely over to his lover.
Distracting Guti with his mouth, Raul reached back blindly for the tube he had discarded earlier. After a few gropes, his fingers successfully closed around the cylinder of lubricant. Raul was able to pour some onto his fingers before he pushed a digit into himself. His gasp was swallowed by Guti’s lips and luckily his lover didn’t question it.
Everything after occurred so fast. Lips were pulled apart and Raul sunk down onto Guti’s hard cock. The older man hissed, his sensitive cock enveloped in such heat. They didn’t do this often, not like this. Raul wrapped his arms around Guti’s neck and rode him, clumsily at first. But with every thrust downward, his hips began to move confidently. When Guti’s hips rose to keep the retreating heat on his cock, Raul grinned down at him as he swooped in for a kiss.
Letting up a little, Raul reached back with one hand and traced his lover’s tied up cock, his fingers skimming over his armband. He raised his eyebrow in question to which Guti mewled a, “Dios mío! Sí!
Slowing down his hips, Raul carefully slipped a finger under the part of the armband that was wrapped around Guti’s balls. When he caressed the skin there, he felt his lover buck his hips, moving his cock deep into his body. Raul’s eyes fluttered but he kept them open, trying to focus on not hurting Guti. Fortunately the armband wasn’t a true cockring and wasn’t as tight as some could be. Though his mind told him to stop fucking himself on Guti’s cock while doing this, Raul couldn’t. They didn’t do it like this too often but every time they did, Raul still had to be in control, still had to be the one who dictated the action. So he kept the motion, though slow, steady as he lifted the band over Guti’s testicles.
“Fuck Raul,” Guti breathed, his eyes closing. His orgasm was so close. His wrists tugged, the metal cutting into his skin. He hissed at the sharp edge but he was so close that he didn’t care. The soft material of Raul’s armband caressed him as the bind was released. Raul had then picked his paced back up, slamming down onto Guti’s cock and he was coming, his shout brief as Raul tipped forward and sucked on his lips.
Every inch of his skin felt like it was on fire, like the candles that bathed the room in soft light. Raul tugged as his cock frantically, not caring about anything but his own released. He came on Guti’s still quivering stomach before slumping forward.
The air was heavy with their release, mixed with the candle smoke; their soft pants and breaths played like a soundtrack in the background.
With one last sweet kiss, Raul lifted himself off Guti’s cock and shifted to the side, his face in the crook of Guti’s neck. When he looked down, he couldn’t help but laugh. His captain’s armband barely hung onto his lover’s now limp cock, come spilt over and covered it. Guti nudged at his face with his nose, causing the younger man to look up and turn his head.
Guti wore the most innocent yet provocative smile on his lips.
“Uncuff me now?”
Raul laughed as he proceeded to reach up and trace the cool metal of the handcuffs that met with his lover’s warm skin with his index finger. Decisions, decisions.