[pornmas] day 2.
Summary: "You're not allowed to talk tonight unless we ask you a direct question," he says as he tugs his pants off, "or I'll gag you."
Fandom/Pairings: The Social Network; Chris/Eduardo/Mark
Rating: R
Pre-Notes: Sorry this is so late! I fail, but it's still December 2nd in Hawaii, right? Today's mix is What's With All These Fucking Bells? and I hope you enjoy it!
Disclaimer: Get out Mark.
the care (and manipulation) of your ceo
There are nights when Eduardo and Chris don't take control, where they let Mark settle down between them and fall asleep or just fuck him without any rules. Then there are night where Eduardo lays Mark out on the bed and refuses to give him anything he wants while he undresses him and Chris watches.
"You're not allowed to talk tonight unless we ask you a direct question," Eduardo says as he tugs Mark's pants off, "or I'll gag you. Tell me your safeword."
"Cold fusion," Mark responds dutifully.
"Good," Eduardo grins, "No more talking now."
Tugging Mark's underwear down, Eduardo drops them into the neat pile he's been making on the side of the bed before leaning and balancing precariously to dig through the bottom drawer of the nighstand. When he sits up again, there's a cock ring between his fingers. Mark shudders, letting Eduardo work him up to full hardness before he slips the ring on.
Smiling, Eduardo shifts so he's sitting next to Mark. Chris takes his place, spreading Mark's legs to settle between them, and he grins up at Mark before swallowing him down. This isn't anything new, and Mark is lulled into a false sense of security before Chris stopsfooling around and starts pulling every dirty trick he knows. It's enough that Mark's whining, and twisting his hands in the sheets in an effort to stay still. He wants to come and it's on the tip of his tongue but&emdash;
"No," Eduardo says quietly, brushing Mark's hair off his forehead, "not yet."
Mark opens his mouth to say something biting and sarcastic when Eduardo raises an eyebrow, and Mark closes his mouth again. He isn't that fond of the gag, and it's easier to just not talk back to Eduardo. Eduardo smiles, and something warm spreads across Mark's chest that he would never admit to. Chris takes Mark's moment of weakness as an opening to take him into his mouth further, lips almost to the cock ring, and Mark whines.
"Shhhhh," Eduardo says gently, "you can handle it. I know you can."
Eduardo's words are something for Mark to hold onto, something to keep him from focusing on how much he wantsneeds to come. Sliding back with a slight scrape of teeth, Chris shifts and Mark's not sure what's he's doing (his eyes are closed, because he can't bear to look), so when Chris slips a finger into him, Mark chokes on the noise he wants to make.
"Shhhhh," Eduardo kisses Mark gently, "shhhhhhh. You're okay. Breathe, Mark."
The first breath is a shudder and a moan, but Eduardo keeps repeating it (breathe, Mark) and so Mark takes a shallow breath. He lets it go, and Chris slips another finger in. Mark wants to shake apart, but he doesn't. Instead he breathes through the third finger and tries to focus when Chris says something. It's hard, though, and Mark must look confused because Chris repeats himself.
"Mark," Chris says, slowly, "will you go to the shareholder meeting tomorrow?"
The muscles in his mouth don't work and Mark tries to form a response but it's hard to do against the way Chris' fingers are brushing his prostate. Mark sobs, and Eduardo runs his fingers through Mark's hair gently.
"Chris asked you a question, Mark. Aren't you going to answer him?"
"Yes," Mark breathes out, "Yesyesyesyes, I'll go."
Chris carefully undoes the cock ring then, mouthing at the head of Mark's cock and Eduardo whispers now, Mark into the shell of his ear, and that's it. Mark's been pulled thin, stretched to his limit, and he snaps back, falling apart and trusting Chris and Eduardo to take care of him.
(ps: if you're late to the party/just want more porn, go check out the pornmas advent calendar/masterlist.)
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Fandom/Pairings: The Social Network; Chris/Eduardo/Mark
Rating: R
Pre-Notes: Sorry this is so late! I fail, but it's still December 2nd in Hawaii, right? Today's mix is What's With All These Fucking Bells? and I hope you enjoy it!
Disclaimer: Get out Mark.
the care (and manipulation) of your ceo
There are nights when Eduardo and Chris don't take control, where they let Mark settle down between them and fall asleep or just fuck him without any rules. Then there are night where Eduardo lays Mark out on the bed and refuses to give him anything he wants while he undresses him and Chris watches.
"You're not allowed to talk tonight unless we ask you a direct question," Eduardo says as he tugs Mark's pants off, "or I'll gag you. Tell me your safeword."
"Cold fusion," Mark responds dutifully.
"Good," Eduardo grins, "No more talking now."
Tugging Mark's underwear down, Eduardo drops them into the neat pile he's been making on the side of the bed before leaning and balancing precariously to dig through the bottom drawer of the nighstand. When he sits up again, there's a cock ring between his fingers. Mark shudders, letting Eduardo work him up to full hardness before he slips the ring on.
Smiling, Eduardo shifts so he's sitting next to Mark. Chris takes his place, spreading Mark's legs to settle between them, and he grins up at Mark before swallowing him down. This isn't anything new, and Mark is lulled into a false sense of security before Chris stopsfooling around and starts pulling every dirty trick he knows. It's enough that Mark's whining, and twisting his hands in the sheets in an effort to stay still. He wants to come and it's on the tip of his tongue but&emdash;
"No," Eduardo says quietly, brushing Mark's hair off his forehead, "not yet."
Mark opens his mouth to say something biting and sarcastic when Eduardo raises an eyebrow, and Mark closes his mouth again. He isn't that fond of the gag, and it's easier to just not talk back to Eduardo. Eduardo smiles, and something warm spreads across Mark's chest that he would never admit to. Chris takes Mark's moment of weakness as an opening to take him into his mouth further, lips almost to the cock ring, and Mark whines.
"Shhhhh," Eduardo says gently, "you can handle it. I know you can."
Eduardo's words are something for Mark to hold onto, something to keep him from focusing on how much he wantsneeds to come. Sliding back with a slight scrape of teeth, Chris shifts and Mark's not sure what's he's doing (his eyes are closed, because he can't bear to look), so when Chris slips a finger into him, Mark chokes on the noise he wants to make.
"Shhhhh," Eduardo kisses Mark gently, "shhhhhhh. You're okay. Breathe, Mark."
The first breath is a shudder and a moan, but Eduardo keeps repeating it (breathe, Mark) and so Mark takes a shallow breath. He lets it go, and Chris slips another finger in. Mark wants to shake apart, but he doesn't. Instead he breathes through the third finger and tries to focus when Chris says something. It's hard, though, and Mark must look confused because Chris repeats himself.
"Mark," Chris says, slowly, "will you go to the shareholder meeting tomorrow?"
The muscles in his mouth don't work and Mark tries to form a response but it's hard to do against the way Chris' fingers are brushing his prostate. Mark sobs, and Eduardo runs his fingers through Mark's hair gently.
"Chris asked you a question, Mark. Aren't you going to answer him?"
"Yes," Mark breathes out, "Yesyesyesyes, I'll go."
Chris carefully undoes the cock ring then, mouthing at the head of Mark's cock and Eduardo whispers now, Mark into the shell of his ear, and that's it. Mark's been pulled thin, stretched to his limit, and he snaps back, falling apart and trusting Chris and Eduardo to take care of him.
(ps: if you're late to the party/just want more porn, go check out the pornmas advent calendar/masterlist.)
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