FIC: The Best Thing
As promised in my previous post, have some porn!
Title: The Best Thing
Author: Cassie Morgan (badfalcon)
Fandom: RPS - ITBN
Categories: Christian Kane/Steve Carlson, Fetish/Kink, BDSM, PWP
Rating: NC-17
Thanks to: You, for reading. honeyjojames for prompt of 'RPS, Chris/Steve, vibrating cock ring' at comment_fic that inspired this ficlet.
Disclaimer: Steve Carlson & Christian Kane are real people, and the events in this story are just that - fictional, figments of my sick and twisted imagination. Hell, call it a fantasy if it makes you feel better. Whatever. No rumours should be started in regards to any events in these works of fiction. This story is written purely for entertainment purposes and no money is being made out of it.
Warning: Not beta’d.
Summary: Steve loves locking Christian into the cock ring. It keeps him hard and stops him coming, allowing Steve to play all night long... and that’s not even the best thing about it.
“Comfortable?” Steve asked, securing the strap around Christian’s testicles. He grinned when Christian groaned and tried to buck up into his hand, then leaned forward and kissed him, stroking him firmly, then slid his fingers down to trace the solid, silicone ring around the base of Christian’s cock. “So fucking sexy…” he purred and dipped his head down to suck lightly on the head of Christian’s erection, then straightened up to kiss him, sharing his taste. “You know what I like best about this?”
“Keeps me hard,” Christian ground out, flexing and testing the ropes holding him wrist and ankle to the chair. He groaned again, hips bucking up as Steve continued pumping his erection. “and it stops me from comin’. Means you can… oh fuck, Steve…” He trailed off with a gasp, trying to buck his hips up as Steve’s fingers danced over his bound cock and balls.
“Keeps you hard,” Steve agreed. “Stops you coming. Means I can ride you hard and fast,” he smeared lube over Christian’s cock as he spoke, then straddled his lap, slowly sinking down until Christian was fully sheathed inside him, both men moaning; Christian fighting against the ropes, desperate to touch Steve. “Means I can keep on teasing you all fucking evening. But that’s not the best thing,” Steve continued breathlessly, lifting his hips and sinking back down, building to a steady rhythm with his fist curled around his own cock, pumping as he fucked himself on Christian.
Christian whined in the back of his throat, rocking his hips up as best as he could. He licked his lips, tongue flicking out against Steve's throat. "Feels fuckin good to me. And if that ain't the best thing, then the fuck is?"
Steve grinned and kissed Christian hard, tongue lazily exploring his mouth. hands fisting his hair. "This," he said, pulling back and showing Christian the small remote control in his hand. "This is the best thing," he brushed his lips over Christian's again, and pressed one of the buttons on the remote, laughing as Christian tensed beneath him as the ring started to vibrate around his cock.
"Fuck... fuck... fuck..." Christian threw his head back, his breath coming in short, sharp pants. Fire raced through his veins and a long low moan escaped him. His cock throbbed and pulsed and he wriggled, pulling on his bonds as he thrust up into Steve; Steve grinding back down, muscles clenching around him. "Fuck... Steve... fuck... gonna... i'm gonna... i need..." He trailed off into a choked off whimper when the strap around his balls stopped him from orgasming. "Oh, fuck... Steve..." he groaned, trembling. "Please... please... fuck..." Another low moan escaped him, his eyes widening and his teeth sinking into his lower lip as Steve shook with pleasure and came, coating both their chests with come, his ass clenching tighter around Christians cock; sending fresh pleasurepainneed shooting through Christian.
Steve slumped forward, his arms around Christian's shoulders and resting their foreheads together. He kissed Christian, sucking on his tongue then running his hands down Christian's chest to play with his nipples. "Sit tight baby," he teased when Christian bucked and squirmed under him. "We're just getting started."
~El Fin~
Title: The Best Thing
Author: Cassie Morgan (badfalcon)
Fandom: RPS - ITBN
Categories: Christian Kane/Steve Carlson, Fetish/Kink, BDSM, PWP
Rating: NC-17
Thanks to: You, for reading. honeyjojames for prompt of 'RPS, Chris/Steve, vibrating cock ring' at comment_fic that inspired this ficlet.
Disclaimer: Steve Carlson & Christian Kane are real people, and the events in this story are just that - fictional, figments of my sick and twisted imagination. Hell, call it a fantasy if it makes you feel better. Whatever. No rumours should be started in regards to any events in these works of fiction. This story is written purely for entertainment purposes and no money is being made out of it.
Warning: Not beta’d.
Summary: Steve loves locking Christian into the cock ring. It keeps him hard and stops him coming, allowing Steve to play all night long... and that’s not even the best thing about it.
“Comfortable?” Steve asked, securing the strap around Christian’s testicles. He grinned when Christian groaned and tried to buck up into his hand, then leaned forward and kissed him, stroking him firmly, then slid his fingers down to trace the solid, silicone ring around the base of Christian’s cock. “So fucking sexy…” he purred and dipped his head down to suck lightly on the head of Christian’s erection, then straightened up to kiss him, sharing his taste. “You know what I like best about this?”
“Keeps me hard,” Christian ground out, flexing and testing the ropes holding him wrist and ankle to the chair. He groaned again, hips bucking up as Steve continued pumping his erection. “and it stops me from comin’. Means you can… oh fuck, Steve…” He trailed off with a gasp, trying to buck his hips up as Steve’s fingers danced over his bound cock and balls.
“Keeps you hard,” Steve agreed. “Stops you coming. Means I can ride you hard and fast,” he smeared lube over Christian’s cock as he spoke, then straddled his lap, slowly sinking down until Christian was fully sheathed inside him, both men moaning; Christian fighting against the ropes, desperate to touch Steve. “Means I can keep on teasing you all fucking evening. But that’s not the best thing,” Steve continued breathlessly, lifting his hips and sinking back down, building to a steady rhythm with his fist curled around his own cock, pumping as he fucked himself on Christian.
Christian whined in the back of his throat, rocking his hips up as best as he could. He licked his lips, tongue flicking out against Steve's throat. "Feels fuckin good to me. And if that ain't the best thing, then the fuck is?"
Steve grinned and kissed Christian hard, tongue lazily exploring his mouth. hands fisting his hair. "This," he said, pulling back and showing Christian the small remote control in his hand. "This is the best thing," he brushed his lips over Christian's again, and pressed one of the buttons on the remote, laughing as Christian tensed beneath him as the ring started to vibrate around his cock.
"Fuck... fuck... fuck..." Christian threw his head back, his breath coming in short, sharp pants. Fire raced through his veins and a long low moan escaped him. His cock throbbed and pulsed and he wriggled, pulling on his bonds as he thrust up into Steve; Steve grinding back down, muscles clenching around him. "Fuck... Steve... fuck... gonna... i'm gonna... i need..." He trailed off into a choked off whimper when the strap around his balls stopped him from orgasming. "Oh, fuck... Steve..." he groaned, trembling. "Please... please... fuck..." Another low moan escaped him, his eyes widening and his teeth sinking into his lower lip as Steve shook with pleasure and came, coating both their chests with come, his ass clenching tighter around Christians cock; sending fresh pleasurepainneed shooting through Christian.
Steve slumped forward, his arms around Christian's shoulders and resting their foreheads together. He kissed Christian, sucking on his tongue then running his hands down Christian's chest to play with his nipples. "Sit tight baby," he teased when Christian bucked and squirmed under him. "We're just getting started."
~El Fin~