Baby, You Make My Head Spin (Outta Control)
Title: Baby, You Make My Head Spin (Outta Control)
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Written for this prompt from the kradamfest com on DW
Two words. Fucking machines. That's all :D
Oooh... Please add bondage in too! Maybe Adam uses it on Kris after sex, switch the usual order of things ;)
Warnings: M/M Sex (duh)
Notes: Took forever to finish. That's it. Enjoy. ;)
Kris groaned, arching off the bed a little as Adam’s three fingers curled inside and stroked. He could imagine the look on Adam’s face, that usual smirk that was always present whenever Kris was a whimpering, squirming mess under him. He couldn’t tell this time, though, since his eyes were locked on the machine sitting a few feet away on the floor.
He froze as soon as he was guided into the room, and Adam just chuckled and shoved him down onto the bed. “For later, love.” One blue eye winked at him. “Just to switch things up a little.”
Kris could only nod helplessly and stare at the device. Two black steel beams rose from a rectangular steel plate, at each corner of which were thick leather straps. On one beam, the most center of them, was a kind of cushion, curling around a little and there were two more straps dangling from the sides. The other had this long arm sitting parallel to the plate and floor, and attached to the end was a bright blue dildo.
Kris gulped as Adam’s fingers slid out, and he heard the rip of a condom wrapper, then the snick of the lube, and then there he was. They both groaned as Adam slid inside then started sinking in deeper and deeper until their hips were flush together. Kris finally managed to look away from the machine up into bright blue, love-filled eyes, then let out a whining moan as Adam started to move.
He huffed and squirmed and clenched onto the sheets at every push Adam offered him, Adam’s cock hitting his prostate every time, and then Adam’s hand was around him and pumping and he was arching off the bed with a wail as he came and came.
A few more thrusts and then he heard Adam’s choked off moan. He twitched as Adam pulled out of him, inhaling sharply. He let out a contented sigh and weakly lifted his arms to try and pull Adam to him but then Adam was moving. He managed to blink owlishly for a few seconds at his boyfriend as he moved along to the other side of the bed, then let out a groan as Adam lifted him up.
“Hush.” He closed his eyes, letting Adam do whatever he wanted and he could barely register the feel of the carpet under his knees and elbows. “This is going to be so much fun.” He heard Adam whisper, and then it clicked. He opened his lids slowly to see his wrists strapped in, and dropped his head. He saw the bright blue dildo gleaming menacingly between his arms and legs.
He whined slightly, managing to wiggle a little before he just gave in and slumped onto the cushion holding him up. Adam petted his lower back, whispering encouraging words to him as he prepped the machine. Kris heard a few clicks, and he groaned as the smooth tip slipped in, and then a whirring sound.
His hips twitched horribly as it brushed his prostrate on the first glide, his eyes squeezing shut and a litany of moans and whimpers raining from his lips and to the carpet. He wanted to curse and scream at the second slide, making his legs spasm horribly, but he could only get the energy to moan and whimper some more.
He opened his eyes slightly when he felt the gentle brush of fingers on his cheek. Adam was smiling at him, completely innocently, stroking a thumb along his cheekbone. He shuddered at another push, his mouth opening slightly, and then there was a click and the machine was suddenly speeding up, making him whine and pant and write on the pedestal. Adam’s smile turned into a smirk and he cupped Kris’ chin before pressing his lips against Kris’.
There was another click as they parted.
Kris cursed every word he knew and tensed up on the pedestal, his vision spinning and toes curling. The machine kept going and his stomach clenched with too much, and then, thankfully, it started slowing down and was pulled out with a small pop.
When Adam undid all the straps holding him down he flopped onto the floor, sprawled out like a star with his eyes clenched shut. He heard Adam chuckle. “How was it?”
He cracked open a single eye and smirked - though he was tired enough that it could’ve been just a twitch of his lips. “You’re next…” He muttered before falling into a blissful sleep on the floor.
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Written for this prompt from the kradamfest com on DW
Two words. Fucking machines. That's all :D
Oooh... Please add bondage in too! Maybe Adam uses it on Kris after sex, switch the usual order of things ;)
Warnings: M/M Sex (duh)
Notes: Took forever to finish. That's it. Enjoy. ;)
Kris groaned, arching off the bed a little as Adam’s three fingers curled inside and stroked. He could imagine the look on Adam’s face, that usual smirk that was always present whenever Kris was a whimpering, squirming mess under him. He couldn’t tell this time, though, since his eyes were locked on the machine sitting a few feet away on the floor.
He froze as soon as he was guided into the room, and Adam just chuckled and shoved him down onto the bed. “For later, love.” One blue eye winked at him. “Just to switch things up a little.”
Kris could only nod helplessly and stare at the device. Two black steel beams rose from a rectangular steel plate, at each corner of which were thick leather straps. On one beam, the most center of them, was a kind of cushion, curling around a little and there were two more straps dangling from the sides. The other had this long arm sitting parallel to the plate and floor, and attached to the end was a bright blue dildo.
Kris gulped as Adam’s fingers slid out, and he heard the rip of a condom wrapper, then the snick of the lube, and then there he was. They both groaned as Adam slid inside then started sinking in deeper and deeper until their hips were flush together. Kris finally managed to look away from the machine up into bright blue, love-filled eyes, then let out a whining moan as Adam started to move.
He huffed and squirmed and clenched onto the sheets at every push Adam offered him, Adam’s cock hitting his prostate every time, and then Adam’s hand was around him and pumping and he was arching off the bed with a wail as he came and came.
A few more thrusts and then he heard Adam’s choked off moan. He twitched as Adam pulled out of him, inhaling sharply. He let out a contented sigh and weakly lifted his arms to try and pull Adam to him but then Adam was moving. He managed to blink owlishly for a few seconds at his boyfriend as he moved along to the other side of the bed, then let out a groan as Adam lifted him up.
“Hush.” He closed his eyes, letting Adam do whatever he wanted and he could barely register the feel of the carpet under his knees and elbows. “This is going to be so much fun.” He heard Adam whisper, and then it clicked. He opened his lids slowly to see his wrists strapped in, and dropped his head. He saw the bright blue dildo gleaming menacingly between his arms and legs.
He whined slightly, managing to wiggle a little before he just gave in and slumped onto the cushion holding him up. Adam petted his lower back, whispering encouraging words to him as he prepped the machine. Kris heard a few clicks, and he groaned as the smooth tip slipped in, and then a whirring sound.
His hips twitched horribly as it brushed his prostrate on the first glide, his eyes squeezing shut and a litany of moans and whimpers raining from his lips and to the carpet. He wanted to curse and scream at the second slide, making his legs spasm horribly, but he could only get the energy to moan and whimper some more.
He opened his eyes slightly when he felt the gentle brush of fingers on his cheek. Adam was smiling at him, completely innocently, stroking a thumb along his cheekbone. He shuddered at another push, his mouth opening slightly, and then there was a click and the machine was suddenly speeding up, making him whine and pant and write on the pedestal. Adam’s smile turned into a smirk and he cupped Kris’ chin before pressing his lips against Kris’.
There was another click as they parted.
Kris cursed every word he knew and tensed up on the pedestal, his vision spinning and toes curling. The machine kept going and his stomach clenched with too much, and then, thankfully, it started slowing down and was pulled out with a small pop.
When Adam undid all the straps holding him down he flopped onto the floor, sprawled out like a star with his eyes clenched shut. He heard Adam chuckle. “How was it?”
He cracked open a single eye and smirked - though he was tired enough that it could’ve been just a twitch of his lips. “You’re next…” He muttered before falling into a blissful sleep on the floor.