Easter.
Title: Easter.
Author: niela_xxx
Pairing: Whiplasher/Cat.
Rating: NC-17.
POV: 3rd person.
Summary: Eric prepared an Easter surprise for Andreas that didn't turn out as expected.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Whiplasher or Cat, they own themselves. I'm in no contact with them, and I make no money from this.
Author Notes: A Candy PWP. Hello, long time no see. Happy Easter everyone!
It was supposed to be a surprise, Andreas got that much, and it was. Hell of a surprise.
He came back a little earlier than planned and the sight he found in the bedroom made him speechless and hard in the matter of few seconds.
Really, really hard.
“Kitten?” he said quietly, after he managed to get his voice back and not to come in his pants either.
The boy literally jumped. Andreas could see the few inches of thin air between the boy’s bare feet and the wooden floor, and hear the soft sound as Eric came back to contact with the ground. Then he slowly, very slowly turned around, and Andreas cursed under his breath.
Eric was standing in front of him, wearing soft pink top and matching pink panties, girl panties. Both were tight, practically see-through and fitting against Eric’s skin, revealing more than hiding. There was one stripey, pink-white overknee pulled up to Eric’s left knee, while the other one was hanging from Eric’s tightly clenched fist. His hair was not fixed yet, and there were bunny ears crookedly poking through the mess of raven strands.
That, and Eric’s pissed off glare was making Andreas harder than he could remember.
“You said you would come back at two! It’s not two yet!” the boy snapped and Andreas held back a moan.
If there was anything better than having sex with Eric, it was having angry sex with Eric. The fine mix of fighting and fucking was almost making Andreas come all too soon like a teenager.
“Emil had to leave sooner, so I went home too,” Andreas replied, still quietly, afraid that if he spoke louder, his voice would give in how turned on he was. That is, if Eric missed his erection tenting his pants.
“But now you fucking spoiled everything!” Eric stepped closer, and glared daggers at Andreas.
Instead of reply, Andreas slid his eyes down Eric’s body, noticing the smooth skin of his neck, the faint purple of the hickey he gave Eric a few days ago, the small bump at the top that was hiding Eric’s nipple piercing, and then those fucking panties. And Eric knew Andreas had a slight kink for that, for seeing Eric dressed in girl underwear, his erection behind the fine satin cloth.
He swallowed, and closed his eyes softly. “I don’t think your outfit could get any better,” he murmured.
When he opend his eyes a second later, Eric was still glaring at him as if he interrupted his beauty sleep, but the cloth of the panties was stretched. Eric was hard, despite being pissed off, he was hard.
Andreas stepped closer and Eric’s eyes narrowed even more, the blue orbs barely visible.
“You spoiled my surprise, no sex,” Eric hissed, but he barely managed to maintain the angry tone as Andreas brushed Eric’s cock through the panties, feeling the heat radiating from there. They both moaned at the action.
Eric recovered first. “Don’t touch me,” he warned, but his hips bucked forward into Andreas’ thigh.
“You look so sinful,” Andreas whispered, moving his hands to Eric’s hips, tracing the hem of the underwear, “I just want to rip those panties off you, bend you over the couch and fuck you so hard you will be aching for a week. And you will like it, Eric, you will moan and writhe and beg me for more.”
Eric managed to hit Andreas on the arm and moan out loud at the same time, as if he couldn’t decide if he wanted to scream at Andreas or beg him to be fucked just as rough as Andreas described. Andreas just stepped back, smirking, and then swallowed thickly at the small wet spot spreading from the tip of Eric’s erection on the panties.
“You’re so turned out you can’t wait for that,” he added with his eyes locked on the pink satin. The next second he felt Eric’s body press against his, Eric’s mouth on his as the boy kissed him while his fist kept colliding with Andreas’ back.
He didn’t stop hitting Andreas as the man carried him to the bedroom, put him down on the bed and took off the underwear, freeing Eric’s erection. Eric only lost his rhythm as Andreas’ saliva-slick fingers slipped in him, and stopped only when Andreas crooked them just right and pressed them against Eric’s prostate.
Andreas fucked Eric with the boy’s legs over his shoulders, watching Eric curse him to hell and back again. He fucked him hard and fast and made him come with a scream without touching his cock a single time.
As Eric’s legs slipped off his shoulders tiredly, he released in the boy with a low growl of Eric’s name, riding his orgasm out as Eric winced softly, feeling all too sensitive.
Eric didn’t fight when Andreas pulled him close to his chest a minute later as they cleaned up as well as they could with the satin underwear. “Happy Easter,” the boy whispered quietly and Andreas smirked.
“Happy Easter, Kitten.”
Author: niela_xxx
Pairing: Whiplasher/Cat.
Rating: NC-17.
POV: 3rd person.
Summary: Eric prepared an Easter surprise for Andreas that didn't turn out as expected.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Whiplasher or Cat, they own themselves. I'm in no contact with them, and I make no money from this.
Author Notes: A Candy PWP. Hello, long time no see. Happy Easter everyone!
It was supposed to be a surprise, Andreas got that much, and it was. Hell of a surprise.
He came back a little earlier than planned and the sight he found in the bedroom made him speechless and hard in the matter of few seconds.
Really, really hard.
“Kitten?” he said quietly, after he managed to get his voice back and not to come in his pants either.
The boy literally jumped. Andreas could see the few inches of thin air between the boy’s bare feet and the wooden floor, and hear the soft sound as Eric came back to contact with the ground. Then he slowly, very slowly turned around, and Andreas cursed under his breath.
Eric was standing in front of him, wearing soft pink top and matching pink panties, girl panties. Both were tight, practically see-through and fitting against Eric’s skin, revealing more than hiding. There was one stripey, pink-white overknee pulled up to Eric’s left knee, while the other one was hanging from Eric’s tightly clenched fist. His hair was not fixed yet, and there were bunny ears crookedly poking through the mess of raven strands.
That, and Eric’s pissed off glare was making Andreas harder than he could remember.
“You said you would come back at two! It’s not two yet!” the boy snapped and Andreas held back a moan.
If there was anything better than having sex with Eric, it was having angry sex with Eric. The fine mix of fighting and fucking was almost making Andreas come all too soon like a teenager.
“Emil had to leave sooner, so I went home too,” Andreas replied, still quietly, afraid that if he spoke louder, his voice would give in how turned on he was. That is, if Eric missed his erection tenting his pants.
“But now you fucking spoiled everything!” Eric stepped closer, and glared daggers at Andreas.
Instead of reply, Andreas slid his eyes down Eric’s body, noticing the smooth skin of his neck, the faint purple of the hickey he gave Eric a few days ago, the small bump at the top that was hiding Eric’s nipple piercing, and then those fucking panties. And Eric knew Andreas had a slight kink for that, for seeing Eric dressed in girl underwear, his erection behind the fine satin cloth.
He swallowed, and closed his eyes softly. “I don’t think your outfit could get any better,” he murmured.
When he opend his eyes a second later, Eric was still glaring at him as if he interrupted his beauty sleep, but the cloth of the panties was stretched. Eric was hard, despite being pissed off, he was hard.
Andreas stepped closer and Eric’s eyes narrowed even more, the blue orbs barely visible.
“You spoiled my surprise, no sex,” Eric hissed, but he barely managed to maintain the angry tone as Andreas brushed Eric’s cock through the panties, feeling the heat radiating from there. They both moaned at the action.
Eric recovered first. “Don’t touch me,” he warned, but his hips bucked forward into Andreas’ thigh.
“You look so sinful,” Andreas whispered, moving his hands to Eric’s hips, tracing the hem of the underwear, “I just want to rip those panties off you, bend you over the couch and fuck you so hard you will be aching for a week. And you will like it, Eric, you will moan and writhe and beg me for more.”
Eric managed to hit Andreas on the arm and moan out loud at the same time, as if he couldn’t decide if he wanted to scream at Andreas or beg him to be fucked just as rough as Andreas described. Andreas just stepped back, smirking, and then swallowed thickly at the small wet spot spreading from the tip of Eric’s erection on the panties.
“You’re so turned out you can’t wait for that,” he added with his eyes locked on the pink satin. The next second he felt Eric’s body press against his, Eric’s mouth on his as the boy kissed him while his fist kept colliding with Andreas’ back.
He didn’t stop hitting Andreas as the man carried him to the bedroom, put him down on the bed and took off the underwear, freeing Eric’s erection. Eric only lost his rhythm as Andreas’ saliva-slick fingers slipped in him, and stopped only when Andreas crooked them just right and pressed them against Eric’s prostate.
Andreas fucked Eric with the boy’s legs over his shoulders, watching Eric curse him to hell and back again. He fucked him hard and fast and made him come with a scream without touching his cock a single time.
As Eric’s legs slipped off his shoulders tiredly, he released in the boy with a low growl of Eric’s name, riding his orgasm out as Eric winced softly, feeling all too sensitive.
Eric didn’t fight when Andreas pulled him close to his chest a minute later as they cleaned up as well as they could with the satin underwear. “Happy Easter,” the boy whispered quietly and Andreas smirked.
“Happy Easter, Kitten.”