FIC: Just Getting Started
Title: Just Getting Started
Author: Cassie Morgan (badfalcon)
Fandom: RPS - ITBN
Categories: Christian Kane/Steve Carlson, Fetish/Kink, BDSM, PWP
Rating: R
Thanks to: You, for reading. honeyjojames for prompt of ‘RPS, Chris/Steve, nipple clamps‘ 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: Christian has extremely sensitive nipples. Steve loves this about him, and loves using it to his advantage as often as he can
Christian gasped as Steve’s fingers closed over his nipples; pinching, pulling, rubbing, and tweaking them. Short nails running and scraping over the hardening nubs again and again before Steve pinched them, harder and harder. His eyes watering, Christian arched his back and pushed his chest out, moaning softly. It only made Steve chuckle and murmur approvingly before pinching harder. Christian’s hands clenched into fists at his side. He clenched his jaw and threw his head back, panting and gasping for breath. He cried out wordlessly, biting down on his lower lip and sucking in a sharp breath as Steve released his nipples just as abruptly, then leaned forward and lapped at them, sucking, biting, nibbling, before rubbing them between thumb and forefinger again, teasing.
“Ready?” Steve asked, holding up the clamps.
Christian exhaled slowly and nodded, tongue darting out to flicker over his lower lip. “Yeah…” he breathed, forcing himself to relax as first one, then the other clamp were attached to his nipples. The dull ache grew sharper and brighter as Steve tightened them. Fire shot across his chest then down to coil low in his belly and his cock grew even harder. A moan of Steve's name escaped him, his chest arching up as Steve's fingers traced around the base of each nipple, circling them with light touches, before flicking the clamps and making Christian bite out a string of cusses.
Steve chuckled and reached behind him again, holding up a pair of small weights. His grin widened when Christian whimpered and tensed, then paused, visibly relaxing and nodded slightly. Leaning forward, fingertips brushing Christian's clamped nipples, he kissed Christian, tongue teasing his lips before pulling back to quickly and deftly attach the weights to the clamps.
Christian groaned and grit his teeth, his breath coming in short sharp pants as Steve sent the weight swaying gently causing fresh sparks of fire racing through him. "Fuck... Steve... Fuck..."
"We're getting there," Steve promised, fingers teasing the weights, the clamps and Christian's nipples as his tongue parted Christian's lips.
"Please..." Christian whispered, groaned, his hand sliding down to his cock only to be knocked away by Steve before he could touch himself. "Fuck, Ste..."
"We're only just getting started. I've barely even touched you and you're already begging me," Steve murmured against Christian's lips. He linked the two clips with a chain, tugging on it sharply and making Christian arch and whine, following the motion forward, trying to ease the bite. Hooking one finger around the chain, he used it to guide Christian forward and down to kneel between his spread legs, mouth level with his cock. He groaned when Christian's lips closed around him, jerking lightly on the chain to control him. "So much planned for you tonight baby," he groaned, bucking up and coming hard as Christian sucked him off
~El Fin~
Author: Cassie Morgan (badfalcon)
Fandom: RPS - ITBN
Categories: Christian Kane/Steve Carlson, Fetish/Kink, BDSM, PWP
Rating: R
Thanks to: You, for reading. honeyjojames for prompt of ‘RPS, Chris/Steve, nipple clamps‘ 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: Christian has extremely sensitive nipples. Steve loves this about him, and loves using it to his advantage as often as he can
Christian gasped as Steve’s fingers closed over his nipples; pinching, pulling, rubbing, and tweaking them. Short nails running and scraping over the hardening nubs again and again before Steve pinched them, harder and harder. His eyes watering, Christian arched his back and pushed his chest out, moaning softly. It only made Steve chuckle and murmur approvingly before pinching harder. Christian’s hands clenched into fists at his side. He clenched his jaw and threw his head back, panting and gasping for breath. He cried out wordlessly, biting down on his lower lip and sucking in a sharp breath as Steve released his nipples just as abruptly, then leaned forward and lapped at them, sucking, biting, nibbling, before rubbing them between thumb and forefinger again, teasing.
“Ready?” Steve asked, holding up the clamps.
Christian exhaled slowly and nodded, tongue darting out to flicker over his lower lip. “Yeah…” he breathed, forcing himself to relax as first one, then the other clamp were attached to his nipples. The dull ache grew sharper and brighter as Steve tightened them. Fire shot across his chest then down to coil low in his belly and his cock grew even harder. A moan of Steve's name escaped him, his chest arching up as Steve's fingers traced around the base of each nipple, circling them with light touches, before flicking the clamps and making Christian bite out a string of cusses.
Steve chuckled and reached behind him again, holding up a pair of small weights. His grin widened when Christian whimpered and tensed, then paused, visibly relaxing and nodded slightly. Leaning forward, fingertips brushing Christian's clamped nipples, he kissed Christian, tongue teasing his lips before pulling back to quickly and deftly attach the weights to the clamps.
Christian groaned and grit his teeth, his breath coming in short sharp pants as Steve sent the weight swaying gently causing fresh sparks of fire racing through him. "Fuck... Steve... Fuck..."
"We're getting there," Steve promised, fingers teasing the weights, the clamps and Christian's nipples as his tongue parted Christian's lips.
"Please..." Christian whispered, groaned, his hand sliding down to his cock only to be knocked away by Steve before he could touch himself. "Fuck, Ste..."
"We're only just getting started. I've barely even touched you and you're already begging me," Steve murmured against Christian's lips. He linked the two clips with a chain, tugging on it sharply and making Christian arch and whine, following the motion forward, trying to ease the bite. Hooking one finger around the chain, he used it to guide Christian forward and down to kneel between his spread legs, mouth level with his cock. He groaned when Christian's lips closed around him, jerking lightly on the chain to control him. "So much planned for you tonight baby," he groaned, bucking up and coming hard as Christian sucked him off
~El Fin~