FIC: Made
Title: Made
Author: Cassie Morgan (falconkenobi@aol.com)
Author Web Page: http://www.aemslash.co.uk Obsess, Much?
Fandom: RPS - Mest/The Used
Categories: Tony Lovato/Bert Mccracken, BDSM, POV
Rating: R
Thanks to: You, for reading this. Paul, for being patient and understanding when I disappear into the computer room for days on end to write. Chel, as ever, for the beta
Disclaimer: Tony Lovato & Bert McCracken 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.
Notes: I seem to say this a lot recently but this one is all elvenpirate's fault. We were watching Kerrang whilst dying her hair and had one of those discussions about who would be Dom and who would be sub. I decided that Bert would Top from the bottom, and this was born!
Summary: ‘I'd tell you to give me what I want, but I think I'll just make you.’
I've got you.
I've got you right where I want you.
I've got you in that spot where anything I want from you I can have. Any sick thing my mind can dream up I can exercise on you. That’s the text of it anyway, the way I have to put it in writing so it makes sense as a straightforward explanation.
The reality however is a bit more subtle. I'd say its a case of I have you where I can make you.
I can make you want.
Whatever it is that I want out of you, I can make you want. I can make you believe that you wanted it first, I can make you believe that it is something you have always wanted; I can even tell you straight out and you'll want it anyway. I have control over your cravings, and I make sure to feed them, to create more need from you, more opportunity to be made.
I can make you hard.
It's not just a case of me knowing your secret needs, and its not only a case of you being "that" kind of guy although both of those are true. I can make you because I own you. That part of you anyway. Not in that master slave kind of way, but in that way where nothing you can imagine, no matter how dark or sweet, does not contain me. If you feel sick and nasty in your mind and body, I am there. If you feel vanilla, sweet, or sensual, I am there. Anything that makes you crave, that makes you open up, makes your body clench on it's own, I can give you. You know this, so if I tell you to, you will. Be hard.
I can make you cum.
Not in that generic, do the right things in the right way and the inevitable happens way, but in that I have you where you love to cum for me. No matter how much you want to, you'll hold off till I want you to. No matter how much you don't want to, you'll cum over and over for me if I told you. My want directs your want. When I feel like giving, you will gladly take, and you love to show me how good you are at it, how responsive, how willing. Be it your toys, your hands, or whatever part of me you need, you'll cum for me gladly.
I can make you dream.
Out of everything else I can make you do, that is my favourite. You'll go past anything I intend, pushing yourself for new things to give me. You come up with things that I have not yet, find new ways for me to make you, new settings, new methods, new desires. I make your dreams, and your dreams make me want more.
I'd tell you to give me what I want, but I think I'll just make you.
Author: Cassie Morgan (falconkenobi@aol.com)
Author Web Page: http://www.aemslash.co.uk Obsess, Much?
Fandom: RPS - Mest/The Used
Categories: Tony Lovato/Bert Mccracken, BDSM, POV
Rating: R
Thanks to: You, for reading this. Paul, for being patient and understanding when I disappear into the computer room for days on end to write. Chel, as ever, for the beta
Disclaimer: Tony Lovato & Bert McCracken 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.
Notes: I seem to say this a lot recently but this one is all elvenpirate's fault. We were watching Kerrang whilst dying her hair and had one of those discussions about who would be Dom and who would be sub. I decided that Bert would Top from the bottom, and this was born!
Summary: ‘I'd tell you to give me what I want, but I think I'll just make you.’
I've got you.
I've got you right where I want you.
I've got you in that spot where anything I want from you I can have. Any sick thing my mind can dream up I can exercise on you. That’s the text of it anyway, the way I have to put it in writing so it makes sense as a straightforward explanation.
The reality however is a bit more subtle. I'd say its a case of I have you where I can make you.
I can make you want.
Whatever it is that I want out of you, I can make you want. I can make you believe that you wanted it first, I can make you believe that it is something you have always wanted; I can even tell you straight out and you'll want it anyway. I have control over your cravings, and I make sure to feed them, to create more need from you, more opportunity to be made.
I can make you hard.
It's not just a case of me knowing your secret needs, and its not only a case of you being "that" kind of guy although both of those are true. I can make you because I own you. That part of you anyway. Not in that master slave kind of way, but in that way where nothing you can imagine, no matter how dark or sweet, does not contain me. If you feel sick and nasty in your mind and body, I am there. If you feel vanilla, sweet, or sensual, I am there. Anything that makes you crave, that makes you open up, makes your body clench on it's own, I can give you. You know this, so if I tell you to, you will. Be hard.
I can make you cum.
Not in that generic, do the right things in the right way and the inevitable happens way, but in that I have you where you love to cum for me. No matter how much you want to, you'll hold off till I want you to. No matter how much you don't want to, you'll cum over and over for me if I told you. My want directs your want. When I feel like giving, you will gladly take, and you love to show me how good you are at it, how responsive, how willing. Be it your toys, your hands, or whatever part of me you need, you'll cum for me gladly.
I can make you dream.
Out of everything else I can make you do, that is my favourite. You'll go past anything I intend, pushing yourself for new things to give me. You come up with things that I have not yet, find new ways for me to make you, new settings, new methods, new desires. I make your dreams, and your dreams make me want more.
I'd tell you to give me what I want, but I think I'll just make you.