Beatuy is Truth V
Title: Beauty is Truth (V)
Authors: dalehead
Rating: PG-17
Pairing: Liggo
Summary: A guy and a beautiful girl … yet more things happen.
Author's Note: For the wonderful jackieville
Elijah’s fingers twisted hunks of Viggo’s thick hair, pulled hard, he could see his boy needed an ungentle reminder of who he was serving.
“No ….” Viggo gasped. “Please…” his eyes were dreamy and he wanted to taste more.
“You don’t say no to me,” Elijah bent and cruelly twisted one of Viggo’s nipples, pinched it. “No is not a word that I wish to hear from your lips,” and this time he was careful to let the spiky heel of his shoe press firmly against Viggo’s vulnerable crotch.
He grunted and that noise displeased Elijah too. His boy never grunted, his boy moaned beautifully, all the softness that had been on his face, in his eyes, disappeared and the mask, the iciness was back in place.
Viggo felt rather than saw his Mistress’ displeasure. He hung his head, looking the picture of contrition yet deep inside he wanted to see where this would lead.
Elijah was not fooled but for now he played along. His nails were long, blood red, sharp, he slowly scratched down Viggo’s chest feeling the flesh tearing. He smiled and scratched down, down until his fingers were hovering above the place where Viggo’s neatly trimmed pubic hair begun to grow; this time Viggo groaned and the sound was mellifluous, most pleasing to his Mistress.
Slowly Elijah backed off. He considered Viggo for a long moment, long enough for Viggo to start fidgeting a little, he knew he had lost his Mistress’ favour and he wouldn’t be surprised if he ended up kneeling here all night. The thought made his heart sink, he found it tough to kneel so long, he would be stiff all the next day, he would have to safeword and even if there was no disgrace in that, it didn’t make him feel good about himself as Elijah’s submissive.
But they had come on a long way since those days and Elijah knew, could tell by the movement on Viggo’s face that as always he was trying to second guess, he accepted he could never change his boy’s nature, but he could still surprise him.
“I am going to lock you into your new spreader bar,” Elijah almost smiled at the surprise that was written over Viggo’s face.
tbc
Authors: dalehead
Rating: PG-17
Pairing: Liggo
Summary: A guy and a beautiful girl … yet more things happen.
Author's Note: For the wonderful jackieville
Elijah’s fingers twisted hunks of Viggo’s thick hair, pulled hard, he could see his boy needed an ungentle reminder of who he was serving.
“No ….” Viggo gasped. “Please…” his eyes were dreamy and he wanted to taste more.
“You don’t say no to me,” Elijah bent and cruelly twisted one of Viggo’s nipples, pinched it. “No is not a word that I wish to hear from your lips,” and this time he was careful to let the spiky heel of his shoe press firmly against Viggo’s vulnerable crotch.
He grunted and that noise displeased Elijah too. His boy never grunted, his boy moaned beautifully, all the softness that had been on his face, in his eyes, disappeared and the mask, the iciness was back in place.
Viggo felt rather than saw his Mistress’ displeasure. He hung his head, looking the picture of contrition yet deep inside he wanted to see where this would lead.
Elijah was not fooled but for now he played along. His nails were long, blood red, sharp, he slowly scratched down Viggo’s chest feeling the flesh tearing. He smiled and scratched down, down until his fingers were hovering above the place where Viggo’s neatly trimmed pubic hair begun to grow; this time Viggo groaned and the sound was mellifluous, most pleasing to his Mistress.
Slowly Elijah backed off. He considered Viggo for a long moment, long enough for Viggo to start fidgeting a little, he knew he had lost his Mistress’ favour and he wouldn’t be surprised if he ended up kneeling here all night. The thought made his heart sink, he found it tough to kneel so long, he would be stiff all the next day, he would have to safeword and even if there was no disgrace in that, it didn’t make him feel good about himself as Elijah’s submissive.
But they had come on a long way since those days and Elijah knew, could tell by the movement on Viggo’s face that as always he was trying to second guess, he accepted he could never change his boy’s nature, but he could still surprise him.
“I am going to lock you into your new spreader bar,” Elijah almost smiled at the surprise that was written over Viggo’s face.
tbc