This Isn't How Love Goes (1/1)
Title: This Isn't How Love Goes
Author: wakingnitemarex / hatemetoday_xx
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Cookstro
Warning: Date-rape/Non-con. If you can't handle it, please avoid reading it. May be triggering for some people.
Disclaimer: I don't own the boys, and this better not have happened. Nor should it ever. D:
Summary: "If you loved me.. you'd let me do whatever I want with you."
Author's Note: Another one for the kink meme. Hope you like it, my loves~
David's hands slide up the inside of Jason's shirt, before pulling it off over his head. The younger boy makes a soft sound of protest, warning his boyfriend that he's getting closer to 'the line'. David's been pushing it a lot lately, to be honest, and Jason isn't sure what to think.
David brings his lips to Jason's again, kissing him deeply and slowly pressing him backwards, to lie on the bed. Jason returns the kiss, his hands sliding into David's hair, and holding him close. He shivers when he feels David's hand run down his chest, but when David's hand ends up at his belt, and starts to undo it, his eyes shoot open. As David's other hand moves to join it, Jason breaks away from the kiss.
"David..?", he looks questioningly up at the man above him.
David finishes undoing Jason's belt, and starts on his pants. "Shh," he kisses Jason softly.
He squirms beneath the older man, but his voice is steady, "No.. David, stop." He removes his hands from David's hair, placing them on his chest instead, trying to push him away.
"Relax, Jason," he murmurs against the younger boy's neck, his breath hot against the skin. He pulls back so that he can shuffle Jason's pants down his legs, then pulls off his own shirt. He leans in again, pressing soft kisses to Jason's chest, working with one hand to undo his own pants.
"David..", he says again, and there's fear in his voice now, "Please, David.. stop." He swallows the lump building in his throat, his eyes scanning around the room for some line of escape.
David licks a stripe down Jason's chest, stopping at the band of his boxers, teasing at the skin there for a long moment. He shifts his position, giving himself the needed space to remove his pants and boxers, and Jason sits up, moving further up the bed, away from David. The, now naked, older man just shakes his head, and crawls across the bed to Jason. He kisses his neck softly. "It's okay to be a little scared."
"'M not ready, David..", he whimpers, flinching away, "Please.. not yet."
"You love me, don't you Jason?", he asks sweetly, his hand slowly running up the inside of Jason's thigh.
Jason shivers, and looks deep into David's eyes, "Yes. Of course I love you."
David pouts, "You're not acting like it." Jason feels like a knife has just been pushed into his heart. Love isn't about sex. David can see in the boy's eyes how much his words have hurt him, but he doesn't want to feel guilty right now. "If you loved me.. you'd let me do whatever I want with you," he continues.
Jason is so lost into his own world now, trying so desperately not to cry, trying to figure out what to tell David, that he doesn't feel himself being pulled back down onto the bed. After a moment he becomes aware of the slight increase of weight on his chest, and looks up to see David straddling him. "P-please, David.. I do love you.. but.."
"There are not 'buts', Jason. You either love me or you don't. Do you love me?"
"Yes.." He flinches as David slides down to rest between his knees, tugging at his boxers, "D-don't.."
David decides that it's probably best to start ignoring Jason now, or else this is not gonna go anywhere. He removes Jason's boxers, and carefully lifts the boys legs, wrapping them around himself. Jason's entire body is trembling violently now.
"Please don't," he whispers one last time, his voice timid and broken.
Again, David ignores his pleas, and positions himself at Jason's entrance. He pushes in with one hard thrust, ripping a cry of pain from Jason's throat. "Shhh," he whispers, gently tracing patterns against Jason's hips, before gripping them tightly, "It's okay, Jason.." He leans forwards, pressing a kiss to Jason's lips, but Jason turns his face away, and instead David gently bites the neck that is stretched out so beautifully for him. He rocks slowly in and out of Jason, his pace gradually increasing.
Jason closes his eyes, fighting back tears, and keeps telling himself this isn't happening, this isn't happening. He lets his body go limp, unreactive, and just waits. He tries not to think about what's happening, goes over the chords of a song on his guitar, thinks about performing, anything to keep his mind off of it, but who is he kidding? There's no way to distract himself from what's happening. This isn't how their first time should've been. This isn't how his first time should be.
He hears himself whimper pitifully when David's thrusts get faster. His boyfriend's hands are gripping his hips so tight that he'll be surprised if they're not bruised by the end of the night. He should probably find the sounds David is making hot, but instead each one just feels like another stab to his heart, because David is enjoying this. He's enjoying what he's doing to Jason.
David finally releases himself into Jason, moaning loudly as he does, and then collapses against the boy. He just stays like that for a long while, too exhausted to move. He finally pulls out of Jason, and moves to lay next to him. He pulls the boy into his arm, so that Jason's back is pressed against his chest, and his hand slides down to Jason's cock.
Jason's eyes go wide again, and he moves his hand down to meet David's, gently undoing David's grip. Or at least, that's what he'd tried to do. David slapped his hand away hard enough that it actually stung.
David's touches are light at first, teasing, but by the end he is jacking him off roughly. Despite not wanting to, Jason cums into David's hand with a quiet whimper, and David brings his hand to his mouth, licking away the sticky mess, then wraps his arms around Jason's waist. He kisses Jason's shoulder softly. "I love you, baby," he whispers into Jason's ear, then nibbles gently at his earlobe.
Jason shivers, his eyes fluttering closed. His heart is shattered entirely in his chest. He knows he shouldn't still love David, but he also knows that he does. He's glad that his back is to David, now, that way his boyfriend won't be able to see that he's crying. He finally whispers his response.
"I love you more."
BBs, I promise my next two priorities are Someday chapter 9, and the sequel to Mistakes!
Author: wakingnitemarex / hatemetoday_xx
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Cookstro
Warning: Date-rape/Non-con. If you can't handle it, please avoid reading it. May be triggering for some people.
Disclaimer: I don't own the boys, and this better not have happened. Nor should it ever. D:
Summary: "If you loved me.. you'd let me do whatever I want with you."
Author's Note: Another one for the kink meme. Hope you like it, my loves~
David's hands slide up the inside of Jason's shirt, before pulling it off over his head. The younger boy makes a soft sound of protest, warning his boyfriend that he's getting closer to 'the line'. David's been pushing it a lot lately, to be honest, and Jason isn't sure what to think.
David brings his lips to Jason's again, kissing him deeply and slowly pressing him backwards, to lie on the bed. Jason returns the kiss, his hands sliding into David's hair, and holding him close. He shivers when he feels David's hand run down his chest, but when David's hand ends up at his belt, and starts to undo it, his eyes shoot open. As David's other hand moves to join it, Jason breaks away from the kiss.
"David..?", he looks questioningly up at the man above him.
David finishes undoing Jason's belt, and starts on his pants. "Shh," he kisses Jason softly.
He squirms beneath the older man, but his voice is steady, "No.. David, stop." He removes his hands from David's hair, placing them on his chest instead, trying to push him away.
"Relax, Jason," he murmurs against the younger boy's neck, his breath hot against the skin. He pulls back so that he can shuffle Jason's pants down his legs, then pulls off his own shirt. He leans in again, pressing soft kisses to Jason's chest, working with one hand to undo his own pants.
"David..", he says again, and there's fear in his voice now, "Please, David.. stop." He swallows the lump building in his throat, his eyes scanning around the room for some line of escape.
David licks a stripe down Jason's chest, stopping at the band of his boxers, teasing at the skin there for a long moment. He shifts his position, giving himself the needed space to remove his pants and boxers, and Jason sits up, moving further up the bed, away from David. The, now naked, older man just shakes his head, and crawls across the bed to Jason. He kisses his neck softly. "It's okay to be a little scared."
"'M not ready, David..", he whimpers, flinching away, "Please.. not yet."
"You love me, don't you Jason?", he asks sweetly, his hand slowly running up the inside of Jason's thigh.
Jason shivers, and looks deep into David's eyes, "Yes. Of course I love you."
David pouts, "You're not acting like it." Jason feels like a knife has just been pushed into his heart. Love isn't about sex. David can see in the boy's eyes how much his words have hurt him, but he doesn't want to feel guilty right now. "If you loved me.. you'd let me do whatever I want with you," he continues.
Jason is so lost into his own world now, trying so desperately not to cry, trying to figure out what to tell David, that he doesn't feel himself being pulled back down onto the bed. After a moment he becomes aware of the slight increase of weight on his chest, and looks up to see David straddling him. "P-please, David.. I do love you.. but.."
"There are not 'buts', Jason. You either love me or you don't. Do you love me?"
"Yes.." He flinches as David slides down to rest between his knees, tugging at his boxers, "D-don't.."
David decides that it's probably best to start ignoring Jason now, or else this is not gonna go anywhere. He removes Jason's boxers, and carefully lifts the boys legs, wrapping them around himself. Jason's entire body is trembling violently now.
"Please don't," he whispers one last time, his voice timid and broken.
Again, David ignores his pleas, and positions himself at Jason's entrance. He pushes in with one hard thrust, ripping a cry of pain from Jason's throat. "Shhh," he whispers, gently tracing patterns against Jason's hips, before gripping them tightly, "It's okay, Jason.." He leans forwards, pressing a kiss to Jason's lips, but Jason turns his face away, and instead David gently bites the neck that is stretched out so beautifully for him. He rocks slowly in and out of Jason, his pace gradually increasing.
Jason closes his eyes, fighting back tears, and keeps telling himself this isn't happening, this isn't happening. He lets his body go limp, unreactive, and just waits. He tries not to think about what's happening, goes over the chords of a song on his guitar, thinks about performing, anything to keep his mind off of it, but who is he kidding? There's no way to distract himself from what's happening. This isn't how their first time should've been. This isn't how his first time should be.
He hears himself whimper pitifully when David's thrusts get faster. His boyfriend's hands are gripping his hips so tight that he'll be surprised if they're not bruised by the end of the night. He should probably find the sounds David is making hot, but instead each one just feels like another stab to his heart, because David is enjoying this. He's enjoying what he's doing to Jason.
David finally releases himself into Jason, moaning loudly as he does, and then collapses against the boy. He just stays like that for a long while, too exhausted to move. He finally pulls out of Jason, and moves to lay next to him. He pulls the boy into his arm, so that Jason's back is pressed against his chest, and his hand slides down to Jason's cock.
Jason's eyes go wide again, and he moves his hand down to meet David's, gently undoing David's grip. Or at least, that's what he'd tried to do. David slapped his hand away hard enough that it actually stung.
David's touches are light at first, teasing, but by the end he is jacking him off roughly. Despite not wanting to, Jason cums into David's hand with a quiet whimper, and David brings his hand to his mouth, licking away the sticky mess, then wraps his arms around Jason's waist. He kisses Jason's shoulder softly. "I love you, baby," he whispers into Jason's ear, then nibbles gently at his earlobe.
Jason shivers, his eyes fluttering closed. His heart is shattered entirely in his chest. He knows he shouldn't still love David, but he also knows that he does. He's glad that his back is to David, now, that way his boyfriend won't be able to see that he's crying. He finally whispers his response.
"I love you more."
BBs, I promise my next two priorities are Someday chapter 9, and the sequel to Mistakes!