[Drabble] Dinner and a Show
Title: Dinner and a Show
Author: kryss_delrhei
Fandom: DRAMAtical Murder
Type: Video Game / Visual Novel
Characters/Pairing: Trip/Sei, Virus
Word Count: 300
Genre: Hurt/Comfort
Rating: R
Warning: Bondage, Gags, Blindfolds, anal sex, PWP, NSFW, Voyeurism
Summary: Virus enjoys dining in with a show.
Disclaimer: I do not own DRAMAtical Murder nor the characters, just borrowing them from Nitro+CHiRAL for a little while.
Author's Notes: This is for laurelrhea. I'm going to start on my commission list and hopefully get some of them out of the way. And with this I'm finally finished with this wonderful prompt table.
Prompt: drabble123 : #20 - Writer's Choice ( Table Random 1)
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Trip grunted, eyes lidded, sweat dripping down his brow, hot skin slapping against wet skin, his cock getting hungrily milked with every thrust into Sei's tight ass. Their pet whimpered into his cloth gag, fingers clasped tightly around the restraints that bound his wrists together and to the bed frame. Trip dragged his blunt nails down along the pale flesh of Sei's creamy smooth back.
Virus watched over the edge of his frames, idly pushing what was left of the tender smoked leg of lamb around his plate with is fork. He brought his wine glass to his lips, inhaling the complexity of the Cabernet Sauvignon before he took a sip, the warm spice mixing with his pooling arousal in his abdomen, yet he continued to watch from his seat along his chaise lounge.
Sei cried out, bringing it to Trip's attention that he'd thrust against their pet's prostate, making the boy quiver in unrelenting ecstasy, balancing precariously on the edge of falling into oblivion. If not for the leather bindings strapped to the full length of his straining erection, he would have been tumbling into the white hot abyss.
Virus crossed his legs and patted his lips with his napkin before setting it aside, pushing his plate forward on the table as well. Trip panted, finger nails digging into Sei's fleshy hips, earning him a gagged whimper. Virus languidly sipped his wine, enjoying the heady mixture of oak, spice and plum that tantalized his tongue, rolling across it and down his throat, “Sit back on your heels and pull him up by his hair.”
Trip positioned himself, chains taught as he did as Virus commanded, continuing to thrust into the moist heat, Sei crying out.
Virus leaned back comfortably on the lounge, “Perfect,” he purred, sipping his wine slowly.
Cross Posted to: drabble123
Author: kryss_delrhei
Fandom: DRAMAtical Murder
Type: Video Game / Visual Novel
Characters/Pairing: Trip/Sei, Virus
Word Count: 300
Genre: Hurt/Comfort
Rating: R
Warning: Bondage, Gags, Blindfolds, anal sex, PWP, NSFW, Voyeurism
Summary: Virus enjoys dining in with a show.
Disclaimer: I do not own DRAMAtical Murder nor the characters, just borrowing them from Nitro+CHiRAL for a little while.
Author's Notes: This is for laurelrhea. I'm going to start on my commission list and hopefully get some of them out of the way. And with this I'm finally finished with this wonderful prompt table.
Prompt: drabble123 : #20 - Writer's Choice ( Table Random 1)
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Trip grunted, eyes lidded, sweat dripping down his brow, hot skin slapping against wet skin, his cock getting hungrily milked with every thrust into Sei's tight ass. Their pet whimpered into his cloth gag, fingers clasped tightly around the restraints that bound his wrists together and to the bed frame. Trip dragged his blunt nails down along the pale flesh of Sei's creamy smooth back.
Virus watched over the edge of his frames, idly pushing what was left of the tender smoked leg of lamb around his plate with is fork. He brought his wine glass to his lips, inhaling the complexity of the Cabernet Sauvignon before he took a sip, the warm spice mixing with his pooling arousal in his abdomen, yet he continued to watch from his seat along his chaise lounge.
Sei cried out, bringing it to Trip's attention that he'd thrust against their pet's prostate, making the boy quiver in unrelenting ecstasy, balancing precariously on the edge of falling into oblivion. If not for the leather bindings strapped to the full length of his straining erection, he would have been tumbling into the white hot abyss.
Virus crossed his legs and patted his lips with his napkin before setting it aside, pushing his plate forward on the table as well. Trip panted, finger nails digging into Sei's fleshy hips, earning him a gagged whimper. Virus languidly sipped his wine, enjoying the heady mixture of oak, spice and plum that tantalized his tongue, rolling across it and down his throat, “Sit back on your heels and pull him up by his hair.”
Trip positioned himself, chains taught as he did as Virus commanded, continuing to thrust into the moist heat, Sei crying out.
Virus leaned back comfortably on the lounge, “Perfect,” he purred, sipping his wine slowly.
Cross Posted to: drabble123