Fic: "New Layers Part 2: Silence", NC-17, Bridge/Sky smexeses
Title: New Layers Part 2: Silence
Author: shurifanstuffs
Fandom & Pairing Power Rangers S.P.D., Bridge/Sky
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Follow-up to Part 1. When Sky becomes used to being tied and dominated, Bridge takes it to the next logical step...
Notes: Bondages and boysmexes oh noes
It had been three weeks since Sky had first consented to being tied up. Three weeks since he'd had his wrists bound and been fucked by Bridge, finding in a rush that he'd been completely turned on by the feeling of being tied, the sensations of tugging against his bonds while he was getting fucked, the idea of allowing some of the control he held over himself in his everyday life to be relinquished, given over to Bridge.
Ever since then, their sex life had slowly but surely begun to elaborate.
Their game of switching their roles, becoming essentially different people, of Bridge being in command, of Sky following orders, continued to take him to new heights of pleasure every time they explored something else.
This time, the game was silence.
Sky lay on his own bed, nude, his wrists tightly tied together and his cock erect and swollen, while Bridge sat a few feet away from him. He was, surprisingly, fully absorbed in writing a report on his computer, not attacking Sky's naked body. Sky wasn't sure how he was able to do it, to focus so intently when he himself was ready to explode simply from wanting Bridge on him, to do something- anything to him. After all, he DID have his boyfriend at his mercy...
He shifted to try and make himself more comfortable, rolling his eyes back and staring at the ceiling. His own task was simple- stay quiet for as long as possible. If he whimpered, begged, made any noise whatsoever, even... well, Bridge hadn't said what would happen if he did. Nor had he said how long it would take before he himself finally got naked and they got down to business. So all Sky could do was wait, more and more in agony the more the minutes ticked by.
Eventually, Bridge let out a frustrated sigh and pushed back his chair from his desk, rubbing his eyes.
"Are you alright?" Sky asked without thinking... then bit his lip and gulped.
The silence was broken.
His boyfriend's head snapped up, and an eager smile spread across his face. This, Sky realized as he pulled against the ropes, was probably what Bridge had been waiting for. Bridge came up to him, then leaned over and captured his mouth in a deep, passionate kiss, before lifting his head just slightly.
"I told you to stay quiet," he whispered against Sky's lips.
"I know... I know," Sky whispered back. "I'm sorry..." Bridge's expression soon turned seductive as he moved back and began slowly- agonizingly, to Sky- unzipping his jacket. "...What are you going to do now?" Bridge leaned in and nibbled Sky's ear, then sucked upon it before whispering in his ear,
"Gonna make sure you stay quiet while I fuck you, of course." Sky gulped again as Bridge carelessly tossed his jacket to the side, saying nothing more- though Sky could see the telltale bulge beginning to show at the front of his boyfriend's uniform pants. Next, he peeled off his green shirt, tossed it on top of his jacket. Still with the seductive grin on his lips, Bridge went over to his bed, rummaged in the pile of stuff beside it, and drew out what looked like a long strip of cloth. He then came back to Sky, leaned in close once more, and whispered, "Do you trust me, Sky?"
"Yes," Sky breathed, straining at the rope again. "Please, Bridge... I need... need to come..."
"Lift your head." Perplexed, Sky gave Bridge a strange look as he did so- and the strip of cloth was promptly tied around his mouth, gagging him. Sky made a little noise of confusion, muffled by the gag, but understood when Bridge inhaled and exhaled sharply a few times, the bulge at the front of his pants becoming even more evident. "Sky... oh, GOD..."
Off came the shoes... the pants... then the boxers. Sky bound, gagged and prone, Bridge's face filled with deep lust, waited... for a few seconds that lasted an eternity... before the final bit of clothing came off- his gloves.
"You look so beautiful," Bridge murmured as he slowly got up on the bed. "... so beautiful..." Sky tilted his head back and closed his eyes, his moans stifled as Bridge straddled him, rubbed their rock-hard cocks together. "...Yeah... you like this, don't you? You like it when I do this do you."
Sky couldn't respond coherently, except for a soft whimper. He was beginning to lose touch with reality, even moreso than usual when they fucked... and it was made even worse when Bridge still somehow exhibited enough control to continue with foreplay, rather than give Sky what he so desperately desired, release.
First, Bridge nibbled and sucked lightly on Sky's right ear, then trailed down his jawline in a series of feather-light kisses, sending wave after wave of pleasure right to Sky's cock. Sky opened his eyes just long enough to gaze into Bridge's before he was gone, kisses trailing down his neck, slowly, sensually... before his eyes were forced to screw shut again when Bridge's mouth closed in on his nipple, lips and tongue working on the long-hardened nub.
Then, just when he thought he could stand it no longer, he half opened his eyes to find Bridge positioned over his cock. His boyfriend swirled his tongue around the head once, twice, three times before descending on it, making every movement worth it, drawing it out, making it last, turning his gaze up to watch Sky's reactions.
"Mrrrph," Sky grunted after a while. The familiar heat was rising within his body... he was close... agonizingly close... "RRRGH!" His muscles tensed, then relaxed all at once as he came. His eyes involuntarily shut again, and he didn't even notice that Bridge had moved back up until the strip of cloth was suddenly pulled off his mouth, and Bridge was kissing Sky, and he was relishing the taste of his own seed, still upon his boyfriend's lips, shared between them. Bridge then began to grind against him, but it wasn't too long before Bridge, too, had released, mostly upon Sky's thighs, and collapsed against him.
"...Oh," Bridge panted, laying spread-eagled on top of the still-bound Sky.
"...Yeah," Sky agreed, at a loss for words, breathing in and out, slowly and steadily. "That... that was just..."
"Fantastic?" Bridge supplied.
"To say the least." He smiled at his boyfriend, a smile full of affection and satisfaction, and Bridge returned it, his hands moving up to undo the rope. Sky flexed his arms, which were sore from being bound in a still-unfamiliar position, then put them around Bridge.
As usual, once their play had ended, they returned to their normal selves- completely different people from the ones they had been just moments before.
"...Thank you," Sky murmured in Bridge's ear, getting a sleepy nod in return. Sky shook his head and merely held Bridge, moving up a hand to play with his hair. "I love you, too..."
Author: shurifanstuffs
Fandom & Pairing Power Rangers S.P.D., Bridge/Sky
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Follow-up to Part 1. When Sky becomes used to being tied and dominated, Bridge takes it to the next logical step...
Notes: Bondages and boysmexes oh noes
It had been three weeks since Sky had first consented to being tied up. Three weeks since he'd had his wrists bound and been fucked by Bridge, finding in a rush that he'd been completely turned on by the feeling of being tied, the sensations of tugging against his bonds while he was getting fucked, the idea of allowing some of the control he held over himself in his everyday life to be relinquished, given over to Bridge.
Ever since then, their sex life had slowly but surely begun to elaborate.
Their game of switching their roles, becoming essentially different people, of Bridge being in command, of Sky following orders, continued to take him to new heights of pleasure every time they explored something else.
This time, the game was silence.
Sky lay on his own bed, nude, his wrists tightly tied together and his cock erect and swollen, while Bridge sat a few feet away from him. He was, surprisingly, fully absorbed in writing a report on his computer, not attacking Sky's naked body. Sky wasn't sure how he was able to do it, to focus so intently when he himself was ready to explode simply from wanting Bridge on him, to do something- anything to him. After all, he DID have his boyfriend at his mercy...
He shifted to try and make himself more comfortable, rolling his eyes back and staring at the ceiling. His own task was simple- stay quiet for as long as possible. If he whimpered, begged, made any noise whatsoever, even... well, Bridge hadn't said what would happen if he did. Nor had he said how long it would take before he himself finally got naked and they got down to business. So all Sky could do was wait, more and more in agony the more the minutes ticked by.
Eventually, Bridge let out a frustrated sigh and pushed back his chair from his desk, rubbing his eyes.
"Are you alright?" Sky asked without thinking... then bit his lip and gulped.
The silence was broken.
His boyfriend's head snapped up, and an eager smile spread across his face. This, Sky realized as he pulled against the ropes, was probably what Bridge had been waiting for. Bridge came up to him, then leaned over and captured his mouth in a deep, passionate kiss, before lifting his head just slightly.
"I told you to stay quiet," he whispered against Sky's lips.
"I know... I know," Sky whispered back. "I'm sorry..." Bridge's expression soon turned seductive as he moved back and began slowly- agonizingly, to Sky- unzipping his jacket. "...What are you going to do now?" Bridge leaned in and nibbled Sky's ear, then sucked upon it before whispering in his ear,
"Gonna make sure you stay quiet while I fuck you, of course." Sky gulped again as Bridge carelessly tossed his jacket to the side, saying nothing more- though Sky could see the telltale bulge beginning to show at the front of his boyfriend's uniform pants. Next, he peeled off his green shirt, tossed it on top of his jacket. Still with the seductive grin on his lips, Bridge went over to his bed, rummaged in the pile of stuff beside it, and drew out what looked like a long strip of cloth. He then came back to Sky, leaned in close once more, and whispered, "Do you trust me, Sky?"
"Yes," Sky breathed, straining at the rope again. "Please, Bridge... I need... need to come..."
"Lift your head." Perplexed, Sky gave Bridge a strange look as he did so- and the strip of cloth was promptly tied around his mouth, gagging him. Sky made a little noise of confusion, muffled by the gag, but understood when Bridge inhaled and exhaled sharply a few times, the bulge at the front of his pants becoming even more evident. "Sky... oh, GOD..."
Off came the shoes... the pants... then the boxers. Sky bound, gagged and prone, Bridge's face filled with deep lust, waited... for a few seconds that lasted an eternity... before the final bit of clothing came off- his gloves.
"You look so beautiful," Bridge murmured as he slowly got up on the bed. "... so beautiful..." Sky tilted his head back and closed his eyes, his moans stifled as Bridge straddled him, rubbed their rock-hard cocks together. "...Yeah... you like this, don't you? You like it when I do this do you."
Sky couldn't respond coherently, except for a soft whimper. He was beginning to lose touch with reality, even moreso than usual when they fucked... and it was made even worse when Bridge still somehow exhibited enough control to continue with foreplay, rather than give Sky what he so desperately desired, release.
First, Bridge nibbled and sucked lightly on Sky's right ear, then trailed down his jawline in a series of feather-light kisses, sending wave after wave of pleasure right to Sky's cock. Sky opened his eyes just long enough to gaze into Bridge's before he was gone, kisses trailing down his neck, slowly, sensually... before his eyes were forced to screw shut again when Bridge's mouth closed in on his nipple, lips and tongue working on the long-hardened nub.
Then, just when he thought he could stand it no longer, he half opened his eyes to find Bridge positioned over his cock. His boyfriend swirled his tongue around the head once, twice, three times before descending on it, making every movement worth it, drawing it out, making it last, turning his gaze up to watch Sky's reactions.
"Mrrrph," Sky grunted after a while. The familiar heat was rising within his body... he was close... agonizingly close... "RRRGH!" His muscles tensed, then relaxed all at once as he came. His eyes involuntarily shut again, and he didn't even notice that Bridge had moved back up until the strip of cloth was suddenly pulled off his mouth, and Bridge was kissing Sky, and he was relishing the taste of his own seed, still upon his boyfriend's lips, shared between them. Bridge then began to grind against him, but it wasn't too long before Bridge, too, had released, mostly upon Sky's thighs, and collapsed against him.
"...Oh," Bridge panted, laying spread-eagled on top of the still-bound Sky.
"...Yeah," Sky agreed, at a loss for words, breathing in and out, slowly and steadily. "That... that was just..."
"Fantastic?" Bridge supplied.
"To say the least." He smiled at his boyfriend, a smile full of affection and satisfaction, and Bridge returned it, his hands moving up to undo the rope. Sky flexed his arms, which were sore from being bound in a still-unfamiliar position, then put them around Bridge.
As usual, once their play had ended, they returned to their normal selves- completely different people from the ones they had been just moments before.
"...Thank you," Sky murmured in Bridge's ear, getting a sleepy nod in return. Sky shook his head and merely held Bridge, moving up a hand to play with his hair. "I love you, too..."