Stephen Cornfoot (stephen_c) wrote in our_playground, @ 2008-04-03 18:16:00 |
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Entry tags: | adrian, stephen |
RP: A party like no other...
Date: 23rd February, 2005
Characters: Adrian Pucey, Stephen Cornfoot, various NPCs
Location: Midori's House
Private/Public: Oh so private
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: There be BDSM here
Summary: Stephen makes good on his promise to take him to one of Midori's parties.
Adrian still couldn't believe they were actually at one of Midori's parties. Even though Stephen had promised him they could go and Adrian had proved he could behave himself according to the set standards, Adrian had still expected him to change his mind or decide that Adrian wasn't ready to go. He'd gone into subspace slowly before getting there, spending the hour before shaving and having his collar put on, settling down and getting used to the comfortable weight of it, ignoring the fact that the gold ring around his ring was digging into his cock a little every time Stephen stroked him to keep him hard.
By the time they got to Midori's, Adrian was completely settled, docile and not in any danger of snapping at anyone or so he thought. Stephen had made good on his threat to put him on a leash and Adrian appreciated it, it helping him to stay the right amount of distance behind Stephen, eyes focused on his fingers. When Stephen motioned for him to kneel, he did between Stephen's legs as Stephen had told him to, opening his mouth for Stephen to put the lead in his mouth and looking down at the floor.
He just had to remember to behave himself and he was doing... It was just harder when he knew there were other people around and not as much of the anonymity that Masters had. His head moved to lie on Stephen's thigh when Stephen tapped it, glad that Stephen had appreciated that kneeling was more tiring than it had any right to be. He didn't listen to Stephen's conversation, concentrating on his movements instead and staying ready to respond.
Stephen had taken his time before the party. He knew that Adrian needed time to settle after he put the collar on. So they stayed at Hogwarts, while he dressed and got ready, while Adrian stayed in a corner, kneeling on a pillow. By the time they arrived at the party, Adrian was calm and into his role.
They had settled on one of the couches. He was talking to Sean who kept glancing over to Adrian, obviously shocked by the change. Stephen had to admit that he was surprised too; he hadn't expected Adrian to do so well, to completely shut out the rest of the world. However, that allowed him to turn his attention to the other guests.
He had to admit that he liked this, liked being able to do something other than check on Adrian the entire time. However there was only so much chit chatting. "Do you want to go downstairs?" he asked Sean. When the other man nodded, Stephen motioned to Adrian, waiting for him to move before standing.
Adrian was a little bit hesitant when Stephen took the lead from him, his sign to stand up. He did it instantly but he wasn't sure that he liked knowing people were looking at him and although he wasn't ashamed of the way he looked and never had been, here he knew that everything related back to Stephen.
Still, the fact remained that he was completely naked in public. He couldn't quite get his head around that one.
He followed Stephen across the room and down the stairs, feeling somewhat curious about lurked down there. Although Stephen had told him roughly what to expect - and Midori too at Masters - there was nothing quite like seeing it for himself. But he didn't, keeping his eyes on Stephen's fingers and not daring to look away.
Stephen followed Sean as they walked through the room. He knew that Sean was looking for something that would interest him; he was also aware that this was knew to Adrian and knowing what would be there and seeing it were two different things, except that Adrian wasn't allowed to look.
When Sean finally settled on a stage, they sat down on two of the sofa. Stephen had seen the instruments on the table. It was quite the variety, including a single tail. He wasn't sure if Sean had chosen it for himself or for Adrian. Either way, it'd provide a great learning experience. So, instead of motioning for Adrian to kneel down, he took Adrian's wrist. "On my lap, pet," he said, affection colouring his voice.
Adrian could hear everything, even see some of it if it was in his line of sight, but not being able to look was killing him. He was too paranoid not to check out a room as soon as he entered it but he forced himself not to, reminding himself that Stephen had asked him to look at him not at anybody else.
When Stephen stopped, he stopped and was about to kneel when Stephen's fingers wrapped around his wrist and he spoke. The unfamiliarity made him look up at Stephen for a split-second before he nodded, able to see the single-tail when he sat down before he moved his eyes to the floor.
Sean looked around the room and ran his fingers through Liam's hair before looking back at Stephen. "So is there any particular reason he's behaving tonight?" he asked, glancing at Adrian cursorily and trying to figure what was the reason for such a dramatic change in behaviour.
"And does anything take your fancy?" he asked, gesturing towards the table and the instruments laid on it yet. "I haven't quite made up my mind yet."
Stephen kissed Adrian's cheek. "You can look," he whispered. "When we go home, I want to know what you liked or not, so pay attention." He knew that was it would distract Adrian for a while, possibly stop him from focusing on Sean and possibly hex him.
He looked at his friend, smiling. "He's learning, Sean, and I've never explained to him many of the rules that exist at an event like this. Only after our meeting at the club, I taught him what he's supposed to do, and he's doing it brilliantly for the first time." He was very proud of Adrian, and Sean wouldn't take that from him.
He slid his hand over Adrian's thigh, from knee to crotch. He curled his fingers, cupping Adrian's sac. "There is something that always strikes my fancy." He kissed Adrian's shoulder, knowing that he sounded like he was completely whipped, but then he was, before turning serious. "I don't know. I'm really here so show Adrian what things are like."
Adrian raised his eyes when Stephen told him he could, watching the various scenes carefully and making his mind up about what he liked. He knew it for what it was, a distraction, but if Stephen wanted him to look then he would.
He shifted a little when Stephen slid his hand up to his sac, spreading his legs a little wider and giving Stephen all the access he wanted, resting back against his chest a little more. He bit back the moan, listening and smiling at Stephen's words.
"I don't think we can play too hard tonight. Liam still has some marks from a few days ago," Sean said, reaching for the single-tail and brushing it across Liam's back just to make him shiver before putting it back down on the table.
"I know we saw you at the club after you flogged him - and your technique's improved since I last saw you - but does he go for pain generally? I only ask because all that pale skin..." He trailed off admiringly before chuckling. "Don't let Midori see him naked, she'll be dying to put red on that white."
Stephen bit Adrian's jaw, smiling, when he saw Adrian's own smile. "Don't hold back. I want to hear you." He'd been telling Adrian from the start, and he was much better with it at home, but here it would more difficult to show one's weakness.
He turned to Sean, glancing at Liam for a moment. The marks were still purplish, hadn't even began to turn to yellow yet, and it would be easy to draw blood. "Then you'd better not look at that," he said with a small smile.
"Why, thank you," he said with a nod of his head. He looked at Adrian for a moment, admiring the sight of his husband. "He started playing recently. We've been building up, but yes, I think he can take quite a deal of pain, even if he doesn't know it yet." He grinned at Sean. "He does look great." He slapped Adrian's thigh. "Turn around a moment." He waited until Sean had a clear view of Adrian's back, and then traced the almost faded marks. "Three strips with a cane, one on his arse, and two on his thighs. He looked fucking beautiful, amazing. You can turn again," he told Adrian, before focusing on Sean again. "Midori isn't getting her hands on him. I don't share well."
Adrian tilted his head back slightly when Stephen bit his jaw, smiling brightly at the press of teeth followed by those words. He didn't get... Shy wasn't the right word, it was more that he was conscious of others and whilst he was somewhat of an exhibitionist, here it felt different.
"I know," Sean said, sighing wistfully. "We weren't sure we were going to come tonight, if I'd known for sure that we were then I would have saved it. You know it's one of my favourite instruments for Liam."
He watched Adrian's back when he turned, appreciating the straight lines on the man's upper back, the way he relaxed into Stephen's touch. "I imagine he did," he agreed, still slightly suspicious when Adrian complied with Stephen's wishes instantly. "Oh, I wasn't suggesting you let her. Something tells me your boy wouldn't appreciate it any more than you would."
"You're doing fine," he told Adrian, stroking in his cock a few times in reward. So he'd been lying to himself; he couldn't stop focusing on Adrian, no matter what the situation was.
Stephen snorted at Sean's tone. "You sound like you want to fuck that whip instead of Liam. As beautiful as he might look with those marks, I think you'd like him more than the mark." His expression softened when Sean watched Adrian. "He's beautiful, isn't he? And yes, he can behave. He'd even scene with Midori if I asked." Of course, there'd be hell to pay later, but since he had no intention of doing it, then he didn't have to worry about it.
He patted Adrian's thigh. "On your knees, pet," he said, before getting up, and joining Sean. "Plenty that we haven't used yet. Light floggers, a cat, a crop once. We used the cane only once. Nothing else."
Adrian moaned happily when Stephen stroked his cock, his husband's hand moving away from it all too quickly. Not that it mattered; this was about what Stephen wanted and for once, he could actually focus on that and not care so much.
He listened to Stephen speak, forcing himself not to tense when Stephen said he'd scene with Midori, wondering it he'd actually be able to do that. He doubted it; Midori wasn't Stephen, didn't know his limits and she didn't know him inside and out like Stephen did. He wouldn't want to let her in to see either.
"Liam knows I'd rather fuck him," he said, fingers pressing softly on one of the bruises on Liam's back. "But he does bruise so easily. It's both beautiful and a hindrance."
He looked across at Adrian when he moved off of Stephen's lap and dropped to his knees, back straight, head down. "He is rather breath-taking; all eyes have been on the two of you since you walked in here," he conceded, looking back to the table and running his fingers over the various floggers, cats, crops and tawses. "I'm impressed, I didn't think he'd be disciplined enough to take pain... So do you think you'll be putting on a show for us all tonight or taking it home? He's much calmer than I thought he'd be, even Liam was a little nervous when I brought him here for the first time."
Stephen thanked God that he was getting up because the way Adrian sounded, made him want to flip his husband over and fuck him mercilessly, right here in front of everyone. "You'll be the death of me," he muttered as he stood up, not looking at Adrian when he spoke about Midori. He knew Adrian wouldn't like that thought, but hopefully, he understood the nuisances of what he was saying.
He smiled as he looked at Liam. It was true and magic could probably solve Sean's problem. After all, there was no what that the cane marks would have almost disappeared from Adrian's skin in such short time if it weren't for a few spells that ensure that he would still feel them slightly while not being obvious at work.
"I told him that all eyes would be on him," Stephen said, looking at Adrian, before turning his head toward Sean. "You underestimate him. Just because he mouths off when not prepared, it doesn't mean that he can't go through a scene. I told you, he's a natural. It's amazing, Sean, he goes by instinct and he's right more times than not." He ran his fingers through his hair. "I know you won't agree, but our relationship, our marriage is what keeps him calm. Adrian trusts me to know what he wants and doesn't, and I know it applies to all Doms, but I know everything about him, and he knows everything about me. That's not common and it helps us."
He grinned at Sean. "Do you want us to put on a show? I mean, I'd love to, but we wouldn't want to embarrass everyone present with our extreme good looks, complete understanding of each other... and you know we're really, really hot."
Adrian grinned at Stephen's comment but kept his head down, eyes on the floor. It was nice to have some reassurance that Stephen wasn't completely immune to him. He wanted to look across at Liam at Sean's words but didn't, trusting that Stephen would tell him later if he asked. He couldn't imagine a world without magic and wondered if he could get a salve, something that would help without looking magical.
Sean smiled at Stephen. "I'm not underestimating him, I'm just surprised. After the last time, I didn't expect him to be so calm. I still don't think Midori's recovered from him talking back to her like that," he replied, smile brightening. "It's not common, you're right. We were just worried you couldn't separate the two. He needs his master here and his husband outside of the scene."
He laughed at Stephen's words. "If you wish to. Liam and I can't play like I want to and it'd be a shame to let a chance to see your boy on his best behaviour go to waste," he replied. "And of course we'll all weep with embarrassment with your beauty and intelligence but we'll live on somehow," he added dryly before sitting down and motioning for Liam to look up so he could watch too.
Stephen laughed when he saw the expression on Adrian's face. God, he really loved his husband, with his attitude and all. He wouldn't change it for the best trained slave in the world.
"You are underestimating him. It was the first time he'd ever been in that situation. I'd say he did pretty good, all things considered." He tried to stifle a laugh. "Midori looked like she was going to go ballistic. I don't think I've ever seen her lose her calm like she did at the club. Adrian is really, really good at making people lose it."
He smirked. "Well, if you're sure you won't feel threatened by my youth, good looks and amazing ability." He straightened up, looking at his husband. "Adrian, come here."
Adrian didn't need telling twice and was up as soon as Stephen said so, walking to his side and stopping, not sure if Stephen wanted him to kneel or stand so waiting for some sort of command. It was good to hear Stephen speaking so normally to Sean, it gave him some sort of focus point. The thing he didn't like here was the fact that Stephen wasn't the same so having him speak to Sean almost playfully made it easier.
Sean snorted at the remark, Stephen not knowing the half of it. He'd missed the explosive comments afterwards, after all. "You're not joking. She wouldn't shut up for an hour after you left and she was still fuming when she went home," he said, smiling. "I think it's the most human anyone's ever seen her in Masters."
He smiled. "I'm sure I'll manage to find the will to live," he said, stroking his fingers through Liam's hair again. "Do you want to watch, pet?"
Liam looked up. "If it pleases you, sir."
Sean smiled, satisfied. "It does," he replied. "As for it being his first time, you wouldn't tell tonight is his second. He's not been trained, not at all like the rest of the subs and slaves here, but he's passable. He's certainly not a discredit to you."
Stephen wrapped an arm around Adrian pulling him closer, and kissing his neck. "See what you've done, love? You've managed the impossible. You made Midori sound human," he said, chuckling. "Honestly, Sean, Adrian is a master at annoying the fuck out of people. My brother counts in Latin most times." It hadn't happened recently, but it wasn't a lie.
He winked at Liam, before turning to Sean again. "Tonight, he's been prepared. If anyone has any fault, it's mine for failing to tell him what he needed to know. I never thought we'd get to this point, and postponing has been the name of the game until now. His faults were mine; and his achievements are his. Aren't those the rules?" he asked with a smile.
"Okay, pet, Sean wants to be shown how it's down. We're going to use the cross, just your hands," he said, hand on Adrian's small back.
Adrian didn't resist when Stephen pulled him close, humming happily when Stephen kissed his neck. He loved how tactile his husband was and this only made him more determined to make Stephen proud and show him he could do what he wanted him to.
Sean laughed. "He does, does he? I can't say I blame him, just from last time I can imagine your boy being rather a handful," he said, watching the two of them appreciatively. "And yes, those are the rules as well you know. However, you need to take credit for getting him to this point too. It takes both of you to do this, not just him nor just you."
Adrian looked at Sean for a second before responding to Stephen, moving towards the cross when he felt Stephen's hand at the small of his back. He moved his arms up, sliding his wrists into the cuffs and then waited for Stephen to fasten them.
Stephen smiled. "Ah, but William doesn't deal with my boy. He has to deal with Adrian, my husband, head of several companies and generally pain in the arse. He has it a lot more difficult than me." Not that he thought for a moment that anything about their relationship was hard, not now. Even at their worse, he loved Adrian too much to lose his patience.
He took one good, appreciative look at Adrian. "Everything we do takes the two of us. It's why we work."
He walked with Adrian, waiting for him to get his arms up, giving him the time he needed. When Adrian did, Stephen fastened the cuffs, before standing behind him. "It's just me and you, love; forget about anything else," he said, while he began to stroke Adrian. "I'm going to take good care of you." He kissed Adrian again,and stepped back to where Sean was. "You'll see just how good he is."
Adrian smiled when he heard Stephen describe him, hating the use of 'boy' but able to accept it without freaking out. Stephen was right though; Adrian was far harder to take outside of this no matter how mouthy or argumentative he could get here. He almost wanted Sean to see it so that he could see just how much he changed and gave up to be like this.
He kissed Stephen back eagerly, bucking into his hand when he stroked him and moaning into Stephen's mouth at how painful yet good it felt. He couldn't believe he was still hard, every part of this seemingly a turn-on for him. When Stephen stood back, he tensed for a second before relaxing, reminding himself that this was what Stephen wanted and that he would take very good care of him.
Sean looked at Stephen at his words and smiled. "I look forward to seeing it," he said agreeably. "I know you can do it."
Stephen smiled at Sean's words. As far as he was concerned this showed that Adrian could do it, not him. He wondered just how much he could push tonight. Probably a lot. He just needed time, and they had all night long.
He picked up the flogger. This wasn't a show about drawing blood; it wasn't what he wanted to give Adrian. He started slowly, just like they did at home, hoping to help Adrian focus on the familiar. The suede of the flogger was different, though. It was softer on first impact, but it could burn a lot more given the right time.
Stephen was always aware of Sean's eyes on them, of Liam and the others who were looking at Adrian, wonder what he could do, and he knew that the curiosity would increased as they went one, but he was more worried about Adrian. After a steady stream of strokes, he stopped and moved closer. He was kissing Adrian's neck as he stroke him. "Are you okay, love? You certainly feel good in my hand."
The flogger felt different on his skin, softer than the one that they usually used but he wasn't fooled; he doubt Midori had any tools that couldn't inflict pain. He arched into the strokes, embracing him as his back started to walk up, feeling the familiar heat. He could feel the stares but ignored them, focusing on Stephen and just Stephen.
Nobody else mattered.
He just had to try and remember that.
He hummed happily when Stephen stopped to kiss his neck and got closer, tilting his neck so Stephen could kiss as he wanted. "I'm good," he replied, pushing forward into Stephen's fist, the cock ring tight but not painful yet. "Really good."
Stephen smiled against Adrian's skin. "You are good, really good." It was too easy to give Adrian a choice, to ask what he wanted, but it was too dangerous, it would be too easy for Adrian to slip up.
"The suede builds up and burns," he said, trying to give Adrian an idea of what would happen. "When that happens we switch to a horse-hair flogger. It feels like silk at first, but it builds fast. After that, we'll see." If this had been an experienced sub, he wouldn't have even told him, the surprise almost as good as the pain, but they had never used any of these instruments.
He gave Adrian another kiss before stepping back. He started the flogging again, the tails falling heavy on Adrian's upper back, and then moving down to his arse and ties, spreading the burn through his body.
Adrian leaned into Stephen's touch as much as he could, welcoming it. He listened to him speak, taking on board what he was saying because they were things they hadn't played with before and it was better to be safe than sorry with things like this. If he decided he didn't like it and freaked out, it'd likely be the end of the scene and he didn't want that... He was enjoying himself.
He pulled on the cuffs when Stephen stepped back, trying not to pout. He didn't complain though, turning his head back to the cross and waiting for the flogger to hit his skin, the tails starting to burn after a while like Stephen had said. He still arched into them though, feeling his skin burn hot, the smacks on his arse a surprise but still pleasurable, his body starting to compensate for the pain with endorphins.
Stephen waited for an indication that Adrian had understood, making sure that he understood everything. When he did, Stephen felt confident that he could continue. The tails rained evenly across Adrian's body, avoiding that dangerous area around his kidneys.
When the skin became an homogeneous shade of red, Stephen stopped and picked up the horse hair flogger. Before using it, he walked to Adrian again. He peppered his skin with wet kisses. "You're so beautiful like this. Everyone is watching you, just like I knew they would. I'm going to fuck you so hard when I'm done."
The pain was starting to build up, his back a continuous burn but he didn't shy away from it, the endorphins making everything better and the intensity making his head spin. He felt like he was on some sort of high and he couldn't think of anything more pleasurable.
When Stephen moved close and his lips pressed on sensitive skin, saliva feeling like it was almost burning, Adrian couldn't help but moan his appreciation. He stayed as still as he could though, letting Stephen touch as he pleased and ignoring the heat in his back and arse. At Stephen's words, Adrian felt his cock dribble precome, the action painful with the cock ring.
He didn't care though; Stephen wanted to fuck him after this and that made everything so worth it.
Stephen smiled softly. Adrian was completely under and he was pretty certain that he could have said and done just about anything and Adrian would have gone along. He turned his head toward Sean. "Isn't he amazing? No training, nothing but what we've done in our bedroom." He'd found out early on that Adrian was a natural.
He gave Adrian one last kiss, before stepping back to swing the new flogger. The fine hair moved as one, cutting the air with a swoosh before spreading over Adrian's back. Tiny, silky hair created a spider web of marks on Adrian's pale skin. It was a beauty to see.
Adrian heard the flogger before it hit, fighting his instincts to try and struggle in favour of letting it land, the hair feeling soft like silk and completely different to the suede of the flogger. He relaxed completely, feeling it rain over his skin and even when it started to warm up, the hairs stinging more than the flogger did, he still arched into it, able to feel every single hair land with how sensitive his skin was.
Sean watched on, knowing Liam was too without having to look. It was a thing of beauty seeing the two of them do this and only partly because of their looks. It was plain to see that Adrian trusted Stephen, it was evident every time he didn't shy away from the blows or struggle.
"I'm certainly changing my mind about him," he replied to Stephen, slightly staggered at how all of Adrian's attitude could disappear in an instant. The change was just enormous considering he hadn't been trained or been to a party before.
Stephen knew that it was an understatement. "He's magnificent, and amazing," he said right after another stroke. It never failed to impress him just how well Adrian could go into subspace. The effect was more than noticeable. The bulge in his trousers was proof enough.
He swung the flogger again and again, faster this time, his arm starting to complain about the effort, muscles clenching with the movements, but he didn't stop, not yet, letting the hair fall over Adrian's body harder and faster. He did pause though, going to check on Adrian, making sure he was still hard, even though it had never been a problem before. "You're doing great, love." He rubbed Adrian's lip, before kissing him hungrily. When he pulled back, he knew he looked as needy as Adrian. "Do you need some water?"
Adrian was starting to breathe heavily when Stephen sped up the strokes; his back, arse and thighs were stinging like hell, the endorphins working overtime and making him feel dizzy with how good it felt. Every time the tails landed, he gasped at the sensations that burst from it, electricity seemingly zipping through his nervous system.
He sucked on Stephen's thumb before kissing him back, need and passion evident even as he let Stephen control the kiss. He was left trying to follow Stephen's lips when he pulled back, the cuffs stopping him when he leaned too far. "Please," he replied, knowing he had to look a sight. His back felt like it was glowing red, his cock was achingly hard and he knew his eyes were probably showing just how much he wanted Stephen.
He wouldn't change it for anything.
"Of course, love." He had to resist the urge to call Adrian 'baby', to take him in his arms and just fuck him, connecting them in the most intimate way. Instead, he pressed their lips together in a short touch, and went to the table where the jars of water with the paper cups were ever present. He filled one and brought it to Adrian.
"Drink slowly." Not that Adrian had much of a chance since Stephen was the one holding the cup for him. He watched has Adrian took his fill before asking, "How are you feeling? No bull, Adrian. How much more do you want?"
Adrian tried to ignore the fact that at least two people were staring when Stephen moved away to get water, reminding himself that he wasn't doing this for them but for Stephen. The only person he needed to care about looking at him was him.
He drank from the cup as quickly as Stephen would let him, the water cool and refreshing. He licked his lips when he finished drinking, a little still left in the cup but he didn't want it. "My back hurts," he said honestly, meeting Stephen's eyes. "But I can take more, I can take as much as you want me to."
Stephen almost pointed out that it wasn't the question. He'd been specific about asking what Adrian wanted, not what he could take, but he left semantics for another time. "Okay, then English tawse. I'll start very light." Although considering the state of Adrian's back, he would feel it anyway.
"Back, arse and thighs, and we'll finish it here, unless you specifically want something else," he whispered for Adrian's ears alone. It was no one's business if they did things slightly different. They didn't need negotiations before a scene; they didn't need to talk about every detail. They made their own rules, and it worked. "Do you, love? If not, when I'm done, I'm going to fuck you. No more waiting."
Adrian listened, biting his lip almost absent-mindedly when Stephen suggested an English tawse and nodded. Although he knew his husband would keep it as light as possible, it was still going to hurt like hell; there was no way it couldn't with how sensitive and painful his back was.
"No, I don't want anything else," he replied in answer to his question, shaking his head and feeling dry-mouthed once more with absolute want. "Please fuck me."
"You'll be fine. I promise you." He kissed Adrian's shoulder, keeping his eyes on Adrian's face. "I'll fuck you; don't doubt that." He leaned closer, one hand on Adrian's cheek and his lips brushing against Adrian's ear. "You're being so good... for me; I love you so fucking much."
Stephen returned to the table. He put the cup down and picked up the tawse. He didn't even look at Sean this time. It had stopped being a show a while back. He moved to the side of the cross. He was able to keep an eye on Adrian while using the tough leather. As he promised, he kept it light, almost mere taps, the noise almost worse than the pain, or at least that would be the case if Adrian's back hadn't been abused. Down and up, the strip left a trail of red marks, superimposed the old ones. Stephen hit harder when he reached Adrian's arse and thighs until they were the same red tinge as his back. The effort of calibrating the strength and the repetitious nature of the strokes were making themselves felt, sweat drops covering Stephen's forehead.
He couldn't wait anymore, didn't want to. The stroke increased in speed and strength, working to bring it to an end, and he watched Adrian react under it and stopped before the pain that had turned into pleasure would become pain again. He let the tawse fall on the floor, and moved behind Adrian.
He was burning, heat coming off of his body. Stephen unbuttoned his jeans. There were no spells here, so he used lube to quickly prepare Adrian and after slicking his cock, he was pressing inside. Fingers curled around Adrian's hips to keep him still while his cock slowly filled his husband. "So fucking tight." Tighter than usual, the pain had insured that.
Adrian basked in the touches and words, using them to center himself, to forget about the fact that his back would feel like it was on fire after this. He leaned into the touch on his cheek, smiling a little when Stephen whispered that he loved him. "Love you too," he murmured even if Stephen hadn't asked him a question.
The noise was louder than he'd thought it would be when it landed on his skin, the pain worse due to the state of his back. He gasped when Stephen hit harder on his arse and thighs, chin touching his chest as he breathed deeply and pushed the pain away. He tried to concentrate on the pleasure coursing through his body, the quickening strokes only helping to make it more intense.
Finally, he was flying on adrenaline and endorphins, the chemical reaction and the intensity making him light-headed and he didn't even notice Stephen had stopped until Stephen was against him, fingers pushing into him briefly before Stephen's cock was pushing in, blunt pressure filling him up. He let out a choked moan at Stephen's words and tried to push back but couldn't, Stephen's hands too tight around his hips, making him stay still and wait for it.
"You're going to have so many bruises tomorrow. My fingers on your hips." He didn't feel guilty, not anymore. He wanted to see those marks. He wanted finger shaped bruises all over Adrian's body, marking him as his. The word had terrified Stephen months and months ago, but now, he just held tighter as he fucked Adrian.
"I want to see you come, baby," he said in Adrian's ear. "I want to see you fight with that ring and come." He reached around to fist Adrian, knowing that the shift pressed their bodies together, increasing the pressure on Adrian's back.
Adrian was completely gone, swept away on sensation as Stephen thrust into him, cock rubbing against his prostate and stimulating it to the point where he truly thought he could possibly pass out if he didn't come soon because everything felt too much. He moaned because of it, unable to keep his mouth shut even if Stephen wanted him to.
When Stephen pressed closer, his chest against Adrian's back, Adrian couldn't help but cry out at how much it hurt, the intensity and the feeling of Stephen's fingers around his cock making his body jolt. When Stephen spoke, all he could hear was white noise as impossibly he was coming just like Stephen had told him to, trembling uncontrollably as he did so.
Stephen could help but feel a sense of pride, in Adrian for having done so well and in himself for having pushed Adrian to this point. "Good boy," he murmured, knowing that Adrian was not listening.
He took hold of Adrian's hips again, fucking him faster, needing to come, feeling it build up low in his stomach before his balls tingled, and then he was coming like he'd never before. Feeling completely sated and unable to move, but move he had. He pulled out, and wished for a simple cleaning spell, but that would have to wait until people started to move away. Instead he focused on Adrian, freeing him, while always keeping a hand around him, holding him up. "On the couch, love," he said, even though he was half carrying him anyway.
Adrian barely registered Stephen fucking him once he'd came, orgasm seeming to blur everything. When Stephen wrapped an arm around him as he freed his hands, he hissed at the contact with his back but didn't struggle or do anything other than lean back into the hold, too tired and too fucked out to even think about that.
He let Stephen help him to the couch, sitting on his lap because there was no way he was kneeling when he could barely keep himself up. The endorphins were still rushing through his system, keeping the pain levels down but he knew it wouldn't be long before they'd go and he'd really feel the extent of what Stephen had done.
Stephen sat down, and pulled Adrian in his lap. There'd be come stain on his jeans, but he'd worry about that later. Instead he was careful not to touch Adrian anywhere that could hurt.
"Are you all right, love?" he asked softly, trying to give Adrian the time to come down. "You were amazing; people were looking like I told you they would." He continued to ramble, not really expecting or caring if Adrian answered. He just hoped that calm would help Adrian settle before the pain would make itself know.
"Can I have a blanket?" he asked Sean, when he saw he couldn't reach without dislodging Adrian. When Sean handed it to him, he used it to cover Adrian's front, his back completely uncovered.
Adrian rested his head on Stephen's shoulder, wishing he could stop shaking. His body was still on an overload from the intensity and he couldn't calm down easily. "I'm good," he murmured, wrapping one arm around Stephen's waist so he could try to feel anchored. His arse and thighs were stinging where they were in contact with Stephen's jeans but it wasn't enough to make him want to move.
He sighed happily when Stephen wrapped the front of him up in a blanket, the shakes stopping slowly. He knew they would start again when the endorphins would stop but he was feeling calmer by the second and having Stephen close was helping.
Sean smiled at the pair of them, motioning for Liam to sit up on his lap so he could stroke his cock lazily, knowing he'd enjoyed seeing the two of them just as much as he had. "He did very well," he said, looking at the myriad of marks on his back. "And you're right, he looks beautiful. I wonder where Midori is; I can't wait to tell her that she missed this."
Stephen kissed Adrian's hair, smiling. "You're amazing, I know," he teased. He wished that there were a better way to sit, one that couldn't hurt, but short of lying down on his stomach, there was nothing else, and Stephen wasn't about to let go.
His hold tightened slightly when Sean spoke about Midori. It was stupid and irrational. Midori would never touch something that didn't belong to her, let alone hurt a sub that belonged to another, but Stephen felt the irrational need to protect Adrian from her. He was coming down from the high just as much as Adrian, and this was when it became difficult to separate the sub with his husband, the person for whom he'd do anything.
"I'm sure she'll ask me to come back some other time," he said once that short, illogical pang of possessiveness had been replaced by reason.
Adrian smiled but didn't comment, just concentrating on breathing and trying not to move so the pain was minimized. He really didn't want to even know what it would feel like when it flared up for real.
He let Stephen hold him tighter, sensing his mood change and even though he was tired he still looped an arm around Stephen's neck, kissing his jaw. It was instinct to try and reassure him; he knew Stephen hated the thought of people touching him as much as he did.
Sean noticed Stephen's reluctance to answer and the way the two interacted but didn't comment on it. "She will do," he said with certainty, his eyes looking over Adrian's back once more. "I'd say once more that it's a shame he's not being trained properly but I respect your decision on that. He really is a natural though."
Stephen turned to Adrian when he felt the kisses, smiling. He knew what Adrian was doing, but he also knew that moving had to hurt. "It's all right, baby. I've got you; everything is fine. Stop moving, before it hurts even more."
He raised his head to look at Sean, smile still on his face. "Yes, he is, but the lack of training makes things a lot more interesting. Besides, you guys have been doing this shit for years, decades in some cases. We've been doing it for months, or at least Adrian has. It takes time, and he's learning what he needs." For once there was no resentment, only a want to make Sean see that things were working for them, even if they had chosen an unconventional route to an unconventional lifestyle.
Adrian stopped when Stephen told him too, settling with his face against Stephen's neck. He watched Sean, feeling a little self-conscious about his back when he stared but he knew the other man was only appreciating what Stephen had done.
"I understand," Sean said, meeting Adrian's eyes for a moment before looking back at Stephen. "It's not a route I'd take myself- I enjoyed training Liam, I'll enjoy training another but you're proving that your way is working, albeit slowly."
He laughed. "I will admit I'm intrigued by you both though. You have an understanding of each other very few find, even those who are in relationships outside of this."
"No, but then you aren't training someone who's never done any of this before," Stephen said with a grin. "Try getting someone off the street and tell him that you want to train him. Let me know how that goes."
Stephen looked at Adrian. "Hear that, love?" He shrugged. "I don't know Sean. Maybe it's because we've known each other for so long. I mean we didn't see each other for nine years and then one day we met again, and we just... we understood each other at a visceral level. From day one. I used to ask myself how and why, and now I don't care anymore and thank God that I've found this. You knew me before, I couldn't settle down on a guy for one night, let alone a life time, but with Adrian, I wanted to."
"Of course not but it would never occur to me to do that. Remember how insistent this one was when he wanted to be trained? They tend to come to me, not the other way around," he answered, his hand moving down once more to stroke over Liam's cock, eliciting a small moan from him. "I think I'll let you come tonight," he said almost casually to the other man. "Would you like that?"
Liam nodded. "If it's what you want, sir."
Sean stopped stroking his cock, resting a hand on his thigh and turned back to talk to Stephen. "You're very lucky," he said warmly, noticing Adrian looked tired. "Although he looks like he might happily fall asleep on the sofa soon if you let him. He really is rather tactile considering that back has to be murder, isn't he?"
"That's okay. It never occurred to me to do that either. Honestly, it never occurred that I would top, let alone Dom with Adrian. So as you can see, we've made substantial progress," e said smiling.
Stephen looked at Liam, and he was perfect and yet, he couldn't imagine Adrian being that docile all the time. He'd miss his friend and lover too much.
He chuckled. "Adrian doesn't like to be touched. You couldn't tell now, could you? And I'm sure he's ready to fall asleep." He couldn't leave right now. Adrian was too out of it, and people would offer help and that would mean getting into a taxi and Stephen wanted to Apparate to their house, because there was no way he would make Adrian walk through Hogwarts like this. "We'll just stay a little bit longer." Soon enough they'd be able to sneak out and Disapparate. "He can rest on me until then."
"He tops normally too?" Sean chuckled. "You really have gotten yourself a bossy sub, haven't you? I've met his type although none of them have gotten as far as he's gotten. He must either really want this or really want to make you happy."
He smiled proudly when Stephen looked at Liam, tapping once on Liam's thigh and smiling even brighter when he immediately got off of his lap and knelt once more.
"Not particularly although I'm sure the fact that it's you has a lot to do with it," Sean answered, watching Adrian's eyelids shut even if he was sure the other man was still awake. He had had a thorough work-over and for a new sub, it was most definitely tiring. He had every reason to be half-asleep. "In that case I'll leave you to it and see if anything else takes my fancy," he said, getting up. "Goodbye Stephen... Liam, say goodbye."
"Goodbye, sir," Liam said with a grin before standing up and walking behind Sean.