tie me up, tie me down....
Pairing: Thunder/Mir
Prompt: Mir loves Thunder in a tie and asks him to wear it constantly
For: kiri125
“I hate ties.” Thunder shifted uncomfortably and tried to remember he wasn't actually choking.
Mir leaned over and fingered the end of the silky black on black tie. “I like you in ties. It's sexy.”
“You're sadistic.” He ran a finger under the cloth circling his neck.
“True.” Tugging on the end of the tie, he drew Thunder into a hungry kiss. “You should always wear ties.” Breaking the kiss, Mir wrapped his hand in the length of silky fabric.
“No way. I hate them.” He reared back but Mir kept a steady hold on the tie. A sleek little grin curled Mir's lips. Thunder realized he was basically on a leash.
“Come here.” He crushed their lips together and plundered Thunder's mouth with his tongue.
Keeping one hand secured in the tie, he slid the other down Thunder's pale bare chest, flicking a nipple in passing and swallowing the resulting moan. Undoing button and zipper with ease of practice, he pushed the black slacks to the ground before slipping his hand into Thunder's boxer briefs. When that hand worked its way into his boxer briefs and wrapped around his cock, Thunder felt his knees turn to water and his mind cloud. He received a few brief strokes before Mir was stepping back and slipping out his own pants and underwear.
“Suck me.” Using the tie, he pulled Thunder to his knees. Before the older man could adjust, his mouth was full of Mir's cock.
He sucked and licked around the length, hollowing his cheeks and flattening his tongue along the underside. Mir grabbed his hair and began thrusting until Thunder began to gag from the force. Instead of stopping, Mir continued to fuck his mouth, knowing he could take it. Then he started shifting the tie, pulling it up so it grew taut against Thunder's throat. Slowly but steadily, his head started to swim. His world narrowed to the pressure on his throat and in his mouth. The only things in his world were pressure, the smell of Mir's arousal, the taste of his cock, and the grip in his hair. He wondered if he would pass out or maybe even die and tried to articulate some sound of protest or question. The vibrations sent Mir over the edge, had him ramming hard three times into Thunder's throat. A little come dripped from his nose as Thunder felt the pressure vanish, leaving only the taste and smell of Mir.
Appropriate, he thought before passing out, since he's become the focus of my world.
Prompt: Mir loves Thunder in a tie and asks him to wear it constantly
For: kiri125
“I hate ties.” Thunder shifted uncomfortably and tried to remember he wasn't actually choking.
Mir leaned over and fingered the end of the silky black on black tie. “I like you in ties. It's sexy.”
“You're sadistic.” He ran a finger under the cloth circling his neck.
“True.” Tugging on the end of the tie, he drew Thunder into a hungry kiss. “You should always wear ties.” Breaking the kiss, Mir wrapped his hand in the length of silky fabric.
“No way. I hate them.” He reared back but Mir kept a steady hold on the tie. A sleek little grin curled Mir's lips. Thunder realized he was basically on a leash.
“Come here.” He crushed their lips together and plundered Thunder's mouth with his tongue.
Keeping one hand secured in the tie, he slid the other down Thunder's pale bare chest, flicking a nipple in passing and swallowing the resulting moan. Undoing button and zipper with ease of practice, he pushed the black slacks to the ground before slipping his hand into Thunder's boxer briefs. When that hand worked its way into his boxer briefs and wrapped around his cock, Thunder felt his knees turn to water and his mind cloud. He received a few brief strokes before Mir was stepping back and slipping out his own pants and underwear.
“Suck me.” Using the tie, he pulled Thunder to his knees. Before the older man could adjust, his mouth was full of Mir's cock.
He sucked and licked around the length, hollowing his cheeks and flattening his tongue along the underside. Mir grabbed his hair and began thrusting until Thunder began to gag from the force. Instead of stopping, Mir continued to fuck his mouth, knowing he could take it. Then he started shifting the tie, pulling it up so it grew taut against Thunder's throat. Slowly but steadily, his head started to swim. His world narrowed to the pressure on his throat and in his mouth. The only things in his world were pressure, the smell of Mir's arousal, the taste of his cock, and the grip in his hair. He wondered if he would pass out or maybe even die and tried to articulate some sound of protest or question. The vibrations sent Mir over the edge, had him ramming hard three times into Thunder's throat. A little come dripped from his nose as Thunder felt the pressure vanish, leaving only the taste and smell of Mir.
Appropriate, he thought before passing out, since he's become the focus of my world.