Ride a Cock Horse...
Ride a Cock Horse...
Rating: NC-17
Author: dalehead
Pairing: Liggo (Elijah/Viggo)
Written for the Viggo's 50 Challenge in viggos_50. This is 7/50; prompt is horse. This is my Liggo couple but for the purposes of the Challenge, this is a separate ‘Verse from the one some of you will already have read.
Disclaimer : All made up by me.
“You’re gonna fuck me on the back of a horse,” he reached up to stroke Uraeus’ nose, his cock hard at the thought although he couldn’t quite see how they would do this
“No, I said you were going to get fucked on the back of a horse, my horse, his name is Dobbin.”
“Dobbin?”
“Yes, Dobbin.” Elijah had a wicked glint in his eyes.
~~
Dobbin turned out to be a horse shaped fucking machine with a big vibrating dildo in just the right position on the “saddle” for Viggo’s ass.
“What the fuck?” Viggo stuttered as he gazed first at Dobbin, then at Elijah.
“Ride him for me, Vig,” Elijah’s voice sent shivers up Viggo’s spine. “Ride him hard until you’re wet with sweat and you need to come more than you need to take that next breath, until all you want is for me to unsnap this,” he locked Viggo’s cock in a metal ring designed to drive the wearer off his head with frustration…
Rating: NC-17
Author: dalehead
Pairing: Liggo (Elijah/Viggo)
Written for the Viggo's 50 Challenge in viggos_50. This is 7/50; prompt is horse. This is my Liggo couple but for the purposes of the Challenge, this is a separate ‘Verse from the one some of you will already have read.
Disclaimer : All made up by me.
“You’re gonna fuck me on the back of a horse,” he reached up to stroke Uraeus’ nose, his cock hard at the thought although he couldn’t quite see how they would do this
“No, I said you were going to get fucked on the back of a horse, my horse, his name is Dobbin.”
“Dobbin?”
“Yes, Dobbin.” Elijah had a wicked glint in his eyes.
~~
Dobbin turned out to be a horse shaped fucking machine with a big vibrating dildo in just the right position on the “saddle” for Viggo’s ass.
“What the fuck?” Viggo stuttered as he gazed first at Dobbin, then at Elijah.
“Ride him for me, Vig,” Elijah’s voice sent shivers up Viggo’s spine. “Ride him hard until you’re wet with sweat and you need to come more than you need to take that next breath, until all you want is for me to unsnap this,” he locked Viggo’s cock in a metal ring designed to drive the wearer off his head with frustration…