Naughty List
Psyc
Mature
Carlton Lassiter/Shawn Spencer
Day 15 of the 25 Days of Shassie
Prompt: Presents
~450 words
Warnings/Kinks: BDSM
Shawn's been naughty, so Carlton helps him open his presents early.
Shawn knows what he's getting for Christmas. He has ever since he was a kid, but he's never been so excited to open his presents. He keeps grinning at Carlton, wide and predatory and practically begging him to rip off the wrapping paper and just put all those new, neat toys to use.
Instead, Carlton makes him unwrap them on Christmas Eve, his hands shaking as he peels back the crinkly, colorful paper with innocent reindeers and Santas which ought to be blushing.
The first is a simple piece of thick, black cloth that Carlton plucks out if his hands and winds around his eyes, murmuring warmly in his ear. "You know what they are already, so you don't need to see them. Impatient brat. Couldn't wait, could you? Not gonna make you wait anymore." He pulls the knot tight enough that it won't budge.
The second package that hits his lap is the gag. Shawn fumbles blindly as he tears it open, shivering when Carlton divests him of it too. "But bad boys who peek at their presents should be punished, shouldn't they?"
Shawn opens his mouth, not to answer but for Carlton to push the ballgag in his mouth, stretching it wide as he buckles the straps around his head.
The pattern continues, interrupted only by Carlton pulling his clothes off and kissing his exposed skin. Shawn shudders when Carlton buckles a leather collar around his neck, tugging on it and bending him back so that Carlton can kiss him over the gag.
Eventually, his hands are bound above his head, and a spreader pushes his knees apart. He can't very well open the last present, but Carlton lets him feel the flogger as many different ways as he can until Shawn's broken. Aroused and vulnerable, and Carlton finally takes pity on him, fucking him until Shawn's transcended beyond his body, beyond pain and pleasure until he comes hard enough that he's not even sure what there is anymore except himself and Carlton.
"Merry Christmas," Shawn slurs when Carlton unbuckles the gag.
"Merry Christmas," Carlton says as he slowly brings Shawn back to the real world by removing one present after another. "You can have your real presents tomorrow."
"I get more?" Shawn asks, clinging to him, surprised because he hadn't anticipated more than this. Carlton's surprised him for once, and that makes him feel so happy and excited that he wishes he weren't too worn out to do anything more than cling to his husband. "I must've been a good boy."
"I wouldn't say that," Carlton says before pressing a kiss to his temple.
"S'that okay?"
"Yeah," Carlton says. "You're better at being bad."