Tiger and Bunny Anon Meme Part 1
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“So? The hell is this? Are we somewhere in your bondage cave?”
Blessedly gentle, cool fingers slid between his shoulder blades and down his back. Despite himself, Ivan shivered and raised himself up to try to capture more of that touch. Were Yuri’s fingers always that cold? It felt pretty nice.
“You’re really easy to manipulate.”
Ivan pressed his head into the table and tried to still his shoulders. “Stop it, you aren’t supposed to say that to the person you’re-”
“You’re really easy to manipulate. Look where I have you. Do you remember how you got here?”
“No,” he said, trying his hardest to remember that part still, “and honestly, that’s really creepy. I didn’t consent to this, did I?”
“Would you?”
Well, if they were talking about whether he would or not, Ivan had to wonder if he had consented already before he got knocked out or whatever. It was very possible that he had already given him the go-ahead and that he just couldn’t remember it. Had there even been a safe-word mentioned here? The last thing he could remember was being at his own house in his own room and he didn’t even remember when he went to see Yuri. His head felt clouded, but it didn’t hurt, so he doubted that he had used force to knock him out. Still, with as much memory loss as Ivan was suffering, he had to imagine that Yuri had used some sort of sedative on him. Would you need a sedative for a person who was willing?
“So what are we going to do?” he asked, genuinely curious, slightly afraid.
“We? What am I going to do is the question. And I’m not sure, just so you know; haven’t decided yet, so I’m just going to make it up as I go along and find out what you react to best.”
Why did he still sound like that? It sounded enough like Yuri for him to believe it was him, but also so much like Lunatic that it was disturbing. It had the same echo and hollow tone. That wasn't very funny. He couldn't blame Yuri for his taste in heroes (or vigilantes, rather) but that voice was doing something to his head.
“I’d really like it if I could see...”
“And I’d like it if you stopped talking,” he said, popping the gag back into Ivan’s mouth, refastening it just a little tighter at the back of his neck. Ivan only snorted his displeasure, but realized that he couldn’t do much to help his situation. He had already gotten the idea that Yuri was the type who did whatever he wanted. Ivan, strangely, found himself kind of okay with that. As long as what he did didn’t hurt too badly. “First rule,” he said, tapping Ivan on the back of one thigh. “No. Questions. I’m sure you have a lot of them, but I’m the one who asks the questions. You answer with your body.”
Ivan already had a question. Were there more rules? Because when a person says “first rule”, that generally means that there will be more and Ivan really wanted to know what the others were so that he didn’t accidentally break them. Also, what was he supposed to do about a safe-word now?
“I’m wondering what your threshold for pain is, mostly. I have the feeling you haven’t experimented in that before, considering that you were a virgin just last night.”
Well that was reassuring. If he knew that much, then this was definitely Yuri. Unless he was going to get fucked by Lunatic. Ivan enjoyed a minor internal laugh at the ridiculous thought.
He really wished that he had realized sooner that he wouldn’t be having unblindfolded, ungagged sex with Yuri for very long, though. Just look at how easily he had knocked him out and gotten him into his sex lair - the guy was more than eager to get this started. Ivan was sure that he now had many bright days of extremely kinky sex in his future; the likes of which he had only seen before in hentai. As it was turning out, hentai had not prepared him for the real thing.
He really wouldn’t mind more of the kind of sex they had the night before. That was... That was an experience.
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Oh Ivan.
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