Kinky ATL fic :D
It's 5am now, I just finished this, shush everyone. :P
Title: What, PWP needs a title?
Pairing: Alex Gaskarth/Jack Barakat.
Rating: NC-17.
Notes: Bondage, sensation bondage, spanking, breath play, orgasm denial, toys, dirty talk.
Alex is just lying in his bunk, doing nothing in particular, when Jack makes his way into the bed and before Alex knows it his hands are cuffed together.
‘Jack?’ is all he managed to say before lips crash onto his own and he can’t muster the will to break the kiss. Instead, he hooks his bound hands behind Jack’s neck, keeping him there, while he kisses back as well as he can.
Even though Alex is trying his hardest to keep Jack from stopping the kissing, he fails. Jack reaches behind his head, takes the chain in one hand and pulls Alex’ wrists away until he can move again, then pins them down on the pillow.
‘You still know the safe word?’ Jack asks. Alex is distracted by the erection pressing against his legs; Jack has to ask him again.
‘Yeah. Coffee shop.’
Something easy to remember, one of their first singles. Alex will never forget that one.
‘Good.’ Jack smirks and starts undressing Alex. When Alex struggles against his ties - being unable to touch Jack is just torture - he is rewarded with a brief smack against his leg.
‘Don’t move.’
It’s harder than it looks like, especially when Jack removes his socks and runs his fingers over the bottom of his feet. He is ticklish, okay, and flailing with his legs will only get him so far until Jack decides to tie those down too.
‘I thought I told you to not move,’ Jack says, a hint of a smile in his voice. ‘Turn around.’
Alex does as he is told. His dick is already hard and begging for attention, and when Jack strokes it lightly Alex has to bite his lip to keep from cursing.
When he feels the first hand hit his ass, he jumps a little. He wasn’t expecting this, wasn’t even expecting a scene today. Jack had said that morning that he didn’t feel like doing much today, so he had just given Alex a butt plug to wear all day and that was it.
Alex secretly thinks Jack likes seeing him struggle to remain composed and not collapse in an aroused heap, begging Jack to fuck him, to make him come, anything.
But now, when Jack is raining blows on his bare behind and the plug inside of him is jostled every few hits, Alex can’t keep himself from moaning and when he can’t keep himself up on his arms anymore, he rubs himself against the bed.
Jack pulls his hair then and Alex almost comes from that.
‘Did I say that you could lie down?’ Jack growls in Alex’ ear.
Alex shakes his head and raises himself up on hands and knees again.
‘Don’t do stupid things.’ Jack releases his hair and Alex’ head falls forward, almost smacking into the pillow. He narrowly avoids it but Jack thinks it’s a great idea to grab a handful of hair again and push him face first into the pillow, smothering him.
Alex starts struggling but he can’t do anything, he can’t take a breath and when Jack nudges the plug with his knee, Alex comes so hard he blacks out.
When he comes to, his hands are still tied together, his ass feels sore, and Jack is sitting on his legs looking at him. Alex reaches up but lets his hands fall back down on the bed when Jack raises an eyebrow.
‘I don’t recall giving you permission to come,’ Jack starts, voice low. ‘I was trying to think up a punishment that you will not enjoy and that we can do here but I just can’t think of something. Can you?’
Alex shakes his head.
‘I figured as much.’ Jack leans down, presses his hand over Alex’ mouth and nose. ‘Maybe I should make you suck me off, and then I can fuck you for much longer. Put a cock ring on you so you can’t come without my permission again.’
Alex makes a little squealing noise because really? That’s unfair.
His lungs are starting to protest the lack of air but Jack isn’t done yet.
‘But first I’ll redden up that ass of yours a little bit more. Make you remember me tomorrow, when you can’t sit down because it hurts too much.’
Jack removes his hand then and Alex gulps down air, grateful that he gets to breathe again. This gives Jack enough time to flip him over and start spanking him again. Alex focuses on the rhythm of his breathing - the gasps he can get in between slaps - and slowly starts floating in subspace.
He doesn’t notice when Jack stops spanking, when he leaves the bed for a few moments and comes back with something in his hand.
‘Alex, come here.’ Jack lies down on the bed, toying with the crop he went to get. ‘Suck me off. But make sure I can still get to your ass well enough.’
Alex complies, lying sideways on the bed so he can reach Jack’s cock and Jack can reach his butt. Jack has to try it out first, of course, and Alex might have moaned a little when the crop hits him for the first time.
‘Now, get on with what you’re supposed to be doing.’ Jack taps his ass again and Alex gets to work, sucking on the head first, then slowly taking Jack deeper in his mouth until he has a hard time not gagging.
When he feels the crop again, he leans forward a little in an unconscious attempt to get away from it and Jack’s dick hits the back of his throat. Jack moans and Alex can’t help but grin a little.
He wants to hear it again, doubles his efforts in an attempt to make Jack moan. It doesn’t work all the time - Jack is focused on catching Alex off guard with the crop, Alex is focusing on getting Jack off - but when it does, Alex’ own dick jumps and he could hump the bed in frustration.
Finally, after a rather hard smack of the crop, Jack comes and Alex swallows everything down.
Alex offers his wrists to Jack, thinking maybe he’ll get untied now and the cuddling can commence, but Jack shakes his head.
‘I have something else for you. Stand up.’
Alex bows his head and does what is asked of him. Jack gets rope from underneath the pillow - a whole lot of rope and Alex is really aroused now, he loves rope - and starts tying it around Alex in an elaborate rope harness.
He’s done within five minutes, it’s not like this is the first time they are doing this, but every time Alex loves the intensity. Jack is concentrating, trying to get it right, and the feel of rope sliding over his skin never fails to arouse him.
When it’s done and every movement he makes brings the ropes under his attention again (stand still Alex) Jack pushes him onto the bed (so close, don’t come) and pulls him up by his hair after he landed face first on the mattress. He couldn’t quite catch himself with the handcuffs still on, but being manhandled when he is defenseless is so fucking hot and Alex is most definitely floating again and can only moan when his hair is pulled.
‘You are going to ride me,’ Jack says, and okay, Alex can live with that. Jack lets go of Alex’ hair, removes the butt plug and immediately shoves two slick fingers inside Alex’ stretched hole.
‘You’re so open for me,’ Jack says. ‘You’re almost begging me to fuck you, just look at you. If I would let you, you would come in a moment.’
Alex moans, on the edge from the dirty talking Jack is doing.
‘But first you’ll have to make me come again, Lexie,’ Jack continues. ‘I’ll fuck you until you see stars, until you can’t even think coherently anymore and all you can say is my name. Then, after I came inside of you, you might be allowed to come again too.’
Alex wants to cover his ears, it’s not fair, why does Jack have such an influence on him. It’s all he can think about, being stretched open with Jack’s cock, sinking down on it over and over again, feeling Jack’s fingers press bruises in his hips.
There’s a condom right next to the pillow, Alex made sure of that before. Jack puts it on, lubes himself up and lies down, waiting for Alex to move.
‘Are you coming or what?’
Alex shuffles over to Jack, leans down to kiss him once (Jack bites his lip), then straddles Jack, finding that perfect position to get him inside.
When he finally gets what he wants - a quick thrust in - Alex moans and tightens his hands into fists, wanting to touch himself but knowing he shouldn’t.
Jack lets Alex set the rhythm himself, only changing every once in a while when he thinks Alex is not teased enough - something Alex never agrees with himself, his prostate is being hit with every thrust and the ropes all over his body are only heightening his frustration.
When Alex can tell that Jack is close, the Dom reaches out and takes a handful of ropes, pulling on them until Alex’ chest is flush with Jack’s.
‘Next time we’re in a hotel, I’ll tie you spread eagled to the bed. I will gag you, blindfold you, and then tease you for as much as I want. I can fuck you if I so chose, I can kiss you, or I can pour hot wax all over your body, you wouldn’t even see it coming.’
With those last words, Jack thrusts up once, twice into Alex and comes, throwing his head back in bliss. Alex mouths down his neck, too aroused to stop himself.
‘I guess you want to come now?’ Jack asks after he has carefully pried Alex off of him and taken care of the condom.
Alex nods eagerly.
‘Well, you did deserve punishment,’ Jack starts. Alex’ eyes widen and he can’t help himself, he starts begging.
‘Please, Jack, I’ve been good. Didn’t I give you two orgasms? Just let me come, I’ll do anything. You can tie me up, plug me again, do whatever you like if you’d just let me come…’
Jack thinks about it.
‘Well, I guess it’s fine then. Go ahead.’
Alex takes his dick in his hand and it only takes a few strokes before he is coming, falling into Jack’s arms when he can’t keep himself upright anymore. Jack starts untying the rope already, untwisting it from itself until it’s all on the bed.
Then, he unlocks the handcuffs, tosses them somewhere in a corner, and pulls Alex into his arms. They cuddle for a while, until Alex turns around and puts his head on Jack’s chest.
‘I love you,’ Alex says. Jack smiles.
‘Don’t be so sentimental,’ he teases.
‘‘M not,’ Alex protests. ‘Are you going to say it back or what?’
‘I love you too,’ Jack says while squeezing Alex close.
‘Yay.’ Alex stifles a yawn.
‘Go to sleep, Lex,’ Jack says while stroking Alex’ hair.
‘Kay.’
They fall asleep like that, in each other’s arms.
Title: What, PWP needs a title?
Pairing: Alex Gaskarth/Jack Barakat.
Rating: NC-17.
Notes: Bondage, sensation bondage, spanking, breath play, orgasm denial, toys, dirty talk.
Alex is just lying in his bunk, doing nothing in particular, when Jack makes his way into the bed and before Alex knows it his hands are cuffed together.
‘Jack?’ is all he managed to say before lips crash onto his own and he can’t muster the will to break the kiss. Instead, he hooks his bound hands behind Jack’s neck, keeping him there, while he kisses back as well as he can.
Even though Alex is trying his hardest to keep Jack from stopping the kissing, he fails. Jack reaches behind his head, takes the chain in one hand and pulls Alex’ wrists away until he can move again, then pins them down on the pillow.
‘You still know the safe word?’ Jack asks. Alex is distracted by the erection pressing against his legs; Jack has to ask him again.
‘Yeah. Coffee shop.’
Something easy to remember, one of their first singles. Alex will never forget that one.
‘Good.’ Jack smirks and starts undressing Alex. When Alex struggles against his ties - being unable to touch Jack is just torture - he is rewarded with a brief smack against his leg.
‘Don’t move.’
It’s harder than it looks like, especially when Jack removes his socks and runs his fingers over the bottom of his feet. He is ticklish, okay, and flailing with his legs will only get him so far until Jack decides to tie those down too.
‘I thought I told you to not move,’ Jack says, a hint of a smile in his voice. ‘Turn around.’
Alex does as he is told. His dick is already hard and begging for attention, and when Jack strokes it lightly Alex has to bite his lip to keep from cursing.
When he feels the first hand hit his ass, he jumps a little. He wasn’t expecting this, wasn’t even expecting a scene today. Jack had said that morning that he didn’t feel like doing much today, so he had just given Alex a butt plug to wear all day and that was it.
Alex secretly thinks Jack likes seeing him struggle to remain composed and not collapse in an aroused heap, begging Jack to fuck him, to make him come, anything.
But now, when Jack is raining blows on his bare behind and the plug inside of him is jostled every few hits, Alex can’t keep himself from moaning and when he can’t keep himself up on his arms anymore, he rubs himself against the bed.
Jack pulls his hair then and Alex almost comes from that.
‘Did I say that you could lie down?’ Jack growls in Alex’ ear.
Alex shakes his head and raises himself up on hands and knees again.
‘Don’t do stupid things.’ Jack releases his hair and Alex’ head falls forward, almost smacking into the pillow. He narrowly avoids it but Jack thinks it’s a great idea to grab a handful of hair again and push him face first into the pillow, smothering him.
Alex starts struggling but he can’t do anything, he can’t take a breath and when Jack nudges the plug with his knee, Alex comes so hard he blacks out.
When he comes to, his hands are still tied together, his ass feels sore, and Jack is sitting on his legs looking at him. Alex reaches up but lets his hands fall back down on the bed when Jack raises an eyebrow.
‘I don’t recall giving you permission to come,’ Jack starts, voice low. ‘I was trying to think up a punishment that you will not enjoy and that we can do here but I just can’t think of something. Can you?’
Alex shakes his head.
‘I figured as much.’ Jack leans down, presses his hand over Alex’ mouth and nose. ‘Maybe I should make you suck me off, and then I can fuck you for much longer. Put a cock ring on you so you can’t come without my permission again.’
Alex makes a little squealing noise because really? That’s unfair.
His lungs are starting to protest the lack of air but Jack isn’t done yet.
‘But first I’ll redden up that ass of yours a little bit more. Make you remember me tomorrow, when you can’t sit down because it hurts too much.’
Jack removes his hand then and Alex gulps down air, grateful that he gets to breathe again. This gives Jack enough time to flip him over and start spanking him again. Alex focuses on the rhythm of his breathing - the gasps he can get in between slaps - and slowly starts floating in subspace.
He doesn’t notice when Jack stops spanking, when he leaves the bed for a few moments and comes back with something in his hand.
‘Alex, come here.’ Jack lies down on the bed, toying with the crop he went to get. ‘Suck me off. But make sure I can still get to your ass well enough.’
Alex complies, lying sideways on the bed so he can reach Jack’s cock and Jack can reach his butt. Jack has to try it out first, of course, and Alex might have moaned a little when the crop hits him for the first time.
‘Now, get on with what you’re supposed to be doing.’ Jack taps his ass again and Alex gets to work, sucking on the head first, then slowly taking Jack deeper in his mouth until he has a hard time not gagging.
When he feels the crop again, he leans forward a little in an unconscious attempt to get away from it and Jack’s dick hits the back of his throat. Jack moans and Alex can’t help but grin a little.
He wants to hear it again, doubles his efforts in an attempt to make Jack moan. It doesn’t work all the time - Jack is focused on catching Alex off guard with the crop, Alex is focusing on getting Jack off - but when it does, Alex’ own dick jumps and he could hump the bed in frustration.
Finally, after a rather hard smack of the crop, Jack comes and Alex swallows everything down.
Alex offers his wrists to Jack, thinking maybe he’ll get untied now and the cuddling can commence, but Jack shakes his head.
‘I have something else for you. Stand up.’
Alex bows his head and does what is asked of him. Jack gets rope from underneath the pillow - a whole lot of rope and Alex is really aroused now, he loves rope - and starts tying it around Alex in an elaborate rope harness.
He’s done within five minutes, it’s not like this is the first time they are doing this, but every time Alex loves the intensity. Jack is concentrating, trying to get it right, and the feel of rope sliding over his skin never fails to arouse him.
When it’s done and every movement he makes brings the ropes under his attention again (stand still Alex) Jack pushes him onto the bed (so close, don’t come) and pulls him up by his hair after he landed face first on the mattress. He couldn’t quite catch himself with the handcuffs still on, but being manhandled when he is defenseless is so fucking hot and Alex is most definitely floating again and can only moan when his hair is pulled.
‘You are going to ride me,’ Jack says, and okay, Alex can live with that. Jack lets go of Alex’ hair, removes the butt plug and immediately shoves two slick fingers inside Alex’ stretched hole.
‘You’re so open for me,’ Jack says. ‘You’re almost begging me to fuck you, just look at you. If I would let you, you would come in a moment.’
Alex moans, on the edge from the dirty talking Jack is doing.
‘But first you’ll have to make me come again, Lexie,’ Jack continues. ‘I’ll fuck you until you see stars, until you can’t even think coherently anymore and all you can say is my name. Then, after I came inside of you, you might be allowed to come again too.’
Alex wants to cover his ears, it’s not fair, why does Jack have such an influence on him. It’s all he can think about, being stretched open with Jack’s cock, sinking down on it over and over again, feeling Jack’s fingers press bruises in his hips.
There’s a condom right next to the pillow, Alex made sure of that before. Jack puts it on, lubes himself up and lies down, waiting for Alex to move.
‘Are you coming or what?’
Alex shuffles over to Jack, leans down to kiss him once (Jack bites his lip), then straddles Jack, finding that perfect position to get him inside.
When he finally gets what he wants - a quick thrust in - Alex moans and tightens his hands into fists, wanting to touch himself but knowing he shouldn’t.
Jack lets Alex set the rhythm himself, only changing every once in a while when he thinks Alex is not teased enough - something Alex never agrees with himself, his prostate is being hit with every thrust and the ropes all over his body are only heightening his frustration.
When Alex can tell that Jack is close, the Dom reaches out and takes a handful of ropes, pulling on them until Alex’ chest is flush with Jack’s.
‘Next time we’re in a hotel, I’ll tie you spread eagled to the bed. I will gag you, blindfold you, and then tease you for as much as I want. I can fuck you if I so chose, I can kiss you, or I can pour hot wax all over your body, you wouldn’t even see it coming.’
With those last words, Jack thrusts up once, twice into Alex and comes, throwing his head back in bliss. Alex mouths down his neck, too aroused to stop himself.
‘I guess you want to come now?’ Jack asks after he has carefully pried Alex off of him and taken care of the condom.
Alex nods eagerly.
‘Well, you did deserve punishment,’ Jack starts. Alex’ eyes widen and he can’t help himself, he starts begging.
‘Please, Jack, I’ve been good. Didn’t I give you two orgasms? Just let me come, I’ll do anything. You can tie me up, plug me again, do whatever you like if you’d just let me come…’
Jack thinks about it.
‘Well, I guess it’s fine then. Go ahead.’
Alex takes his dick in his hand and it only takes a few strokes before he is coming, falling into Jack’s arms when he can’t keep himself upright anymore. Jack starts untying the rope already, untwisting it from itself until it’s all on the bed.
Then, he unlocks the handcuffs, tosses them somewhere in a corner, and pulls Alex into his arms. They cuddle for a while, until Alex turns around and puts his head on Jack’s chest.
‘I love you,’ Alex says. Jack smiles.
‘Don’t be so sentimental,’ he teases.
‘‘M not,’ Alex protests. ‘Are you going to say it back or what?’
‘I love you too,’ Jack says while squeezing Alex close.
‘Yay.’ Alex stifles a yawn.
‘Go to sleep, Lex,’ Jack says while stroking Alex’ hair.
‘Kay.’
They fall asleep like that, in each other’s arms.