Tiger and Bunny Anon Meme Part 1
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“Yes?”
“It hurts.”
“I know. Is that all?”
It was absolutely pointless to argue like that against a sadist, wasn't it? Even his tears didn't convince him. He knew he was wearing a blindfold, but they'd soaked through by now, rolling down his face. Every movement of Yuri's hips made his knees ache and his ass sting and it all hurt so bad, but he was still so hard. The controlling hand on his back gave him something else to focus on, but if there was just something else Yuri would do for him... If he even just slowed down a little...
The tears on his face were just the ones he couldn't stop, brought on by his body's own traitorous response, but he felt like crying for real when Yuri's hand suddenly left him.
“Yuri-san...!”
Yuri stopped entirely, his hips stilling against Ivan's. For a second, he wondered if he had done something wrong.
This time, his hand returned and smoothed lovingly over his back and down his side, rubbing gently over Ivan's chest and stomach. It felt so different from the pain that it made his knees feel weak and threatened to make him collapse. With his other hand, Yuri held him by the hip and kept him from falling.
“Does it hurt you that badly?” he asked. “Or do you want me that badly? You're crying for real now. Which is it?”
There wasn't any use in lying or denying the truth. Ivan knew what the answer to that question was as soon as he feared the absence of Yuri's touch.
“I...” He tried to spit it out. “...I can't. It's too embarrassing.”
Another roll of Yuri's hips threatened to make his knees crumble again. His elbows and shoulders felt horribly weak and the hand Yuri had on his hip was the only thing keeping him up at this point.
“Tell me.”
“It's you.” Was that an answer? He kind of forgot the question, but whatever, now his mouth wanted to get it all out of his head. “I want you. I want you to touch me. Please.” He finally let his arms give out and he sunk down onto his elbows, his face bent toward the floor. His breathing was shaky as he fought back his tears and tried to bravely face the fact that he enjoyed it.
He wanted Yuri to abuse him.
“Funny,” Yuri murmured quietly, slipping out of him. Carefully, he arranged Ivan back on the floor into a slightly more comfortable position where the top of him could lay down, his knees folded underneath him. “I didn't know you would forget so much, honestly. I think this was supposed to begin as a rape fantasy, but it turned into something rather different, didn't it?”
“You freaked me out to start with, yes. Uh...” Wow, his thoughts were really not there anymore. He tried to gesture a thumb at the blindfold. “Can I see yet?”
Yuri tugged it down for him and untied the knot at the back of his neck to pull it free. Ivan blinked and wasn't surprised to find himself in the kind of dark bondage cave that he'd expected. “There. I hope you aren't going to ask for anything else. I'm already being generous.”
“Ah... Oh. I was going to ask if you were going to do anything to... You know, prepare me. It hurts if you just go at it like that.”
“That is definitely the idea.” Ivan sighed loudly and tried to turn his neck around to glare at Yuri, but the effort just made his shoulders hurt. “Are you asking me to do that?”
Ivan pounded his head into the floor - not a bright move but... “Yes. I thought I was already saying that!”
“You really need to be more clear.”
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