Ficlet: Wound and tied like kites (to all your hopes and dreams)
Title: Wound and tied like kites (to all your hopes and dreams)
Pairing: Brendon/Spencer
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 458
A/N: Bondage PWP, written while slightly drunk at moku_youbi 's”moku_youbi” place. Thank you to redorchids ”redorchids” for correcting my grammar <3
The rope is chafing his wrists but Spencer can’t help but to struggle against them anyway. As much as it burns, it also sends sparks of pleasure down his spine. Together with the way that Brendon is jerking him off, tight and slow, Spencer is closer to the edge than he’d like to be. Brendon puts pressure right under the head of Spencer’s cock on the next upstroke, and Spencer arches his back, pulling on the thick rope even more. This is going to be over a lot sooner than anticipated if they continue like this.
“Please,” Spencer pants, “Brendon.” He doesn’t really know what he’s asking for but Brendon lets go off his cock and reaches for the lube. Brendon slicks up his fingers and starts spreading the lube around Spencer’s opening. He pushes one finger inside, starting a slow rhythm. Soon enough Brendon adds a second finger, and Spencer can tell that he’s trying not to brush up against Spencer’s prostate. Considering how close Spencer was just a minute ago, he appreciates it.
It doesn’t take long until Brendon pulls out his fingers with a wet pop and positions himself, pushing in slowly. Spencer groans, letting the burn from Brendon’s cock spreading him open compete with the burn from the ropes keeping him tied to the headboard and enjoying how both sensations exhilarate him.
Brendon goes slow, teasing Spencer’s prostate with slow drags off his cock. With his hands tied up, Spencer can’t touch Brendon the way he wants to, so instead he brings up his legs to wrap around Brendon’s waist. It makes Brendon get deeper inside Spencer, and they both groan at the sensation.
The bed squeaks when Spencer pulls on the ropes, and Brendon runs his hands up Spencer’s arms, closing around his wrists. The rope is thick enough that Brendon can’t reach all around the wrist but he squeezes, and Spencer clenches around Brendon’s cock.
Brendon chuckles as he picks up his pace, still squeezing tightly around the ropes and Spencer’s wrists. Spencer feels himself getting closer to the edge again. Brendon lets go of Spencer’s wrists to take a hold off Spencer’s cock instead. It only takes a few strokes before he comes messily between them, tugging hard on his restraints which intensify his orgasm. Brendon’s rhythm falters a few thrust later, Spencer can feel the wetness spreading inside him and shivers at the feeling.
It takes Brendon a few minutes to gather himself before he can untie Spencer. Spencer rubs his wrists as the rope falls off, already feeling places where the skin has been rubbed raw. Brendon takes Spencer’s hands in his and rubs his thumb gently against the bruised skin. Spencer sighs contently, and cuddles closer to Brendon.
Pairing: Brendon/Spencer
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 458
A/N: Bondage PWP, written while slightly drunk at moku_youbi 's”moku_youbi” place. Thank you to redorchids ”redorchids” for correcting my grammar <3
The rope is chafing his wrists but Spencer can’t help but to struggle against them anyway. As much as it burns, it also sends sparks of pleasure down his spine. Together with the way that Brendon is jerking him off, tight and slow, Spencer is closer to the edge than he’d like to be. Brendon puts pressure right under the head of Spencer’s cock on the next upstroke, and Spencer arches his back, pulling on the thick rope even more. This is going to be over a lot sooner than anticipated if they continue like this.
“Please,” Spencer pants, “Brendon.” He doesn’t really know what he’s asking for but Brendon lets go off his cock and reaches for the lube. Brendon slicks up his fingers and starts spreading the lube around Spencer’s opening. He pushes one finger inside, starting a slow rhythm. Soon enough Brendon adds a second finger, and Spencer can tell that he’s trying not to brush up against Spencer’s prostate. Considering how close Spencer was just a minute ago, he appreciates it.
It doesn’t take long until Brendon pulls out his fingers with a wet pop and positions himself, pushing in slowly. Spencer groans, letting the burn from Brendon’s cock spreading him open compete with the burn from the ropes keeping him tied to the headboard and enjoying how both sensations exhilarate him.
Brendon goes slow, teasing Spencer’s prostate with slow drags off his cock. With his hands tied up, Spencer can’t touch Brendon the way he wants to, so instead he brings up his legs to wrap around Brendon’s waist. It makes Brendon get deeper inside Spencer, and they both groan at the sensation.
The bed squeaks when Spencer pulls on the ropes, and Brendon runs his hands up Spencer’s arms, closing around his wrists. The rope is thick enough that Brendon can’t reach all around the wrist but he squeezes, and Spencer clenches around Brendon’s cock.
Brendon chuckles as he picks up his pace, still squeezing tightly around the ropes and Spencer’s wrists. Spencer feels himself getting closer to the edge again. Brendon lets go of Spencer’s wrists to take a hold off Spencer’s cock instead. It only takes a few strokes before he comes messily between them, tugging hard on his restraints which intensify his orgasm. Brendon’s rhythm falters a few thrust later, Spencer can feel the wetness spreading inside him and shivers at the feeling.
It takes Brendon a few minutes to gather himself before he can untie Spencer. Spencer rubs his wrists as the rope falls off, already feeling places where the skin has been rubbed raw. Brendon takes Spencer’s hands in his and rubs his thumb gently against the bruised skin. Spencer sighs contently, and cuddles closer to Brendon.