vamphile (vamphile) wrote in qaf_drabbles, @ 2008-07-08 19:29:00 |
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Entry tags: | author: vamphile, challenge #73: rimming |
challenge #73: rimming
Title: Taste the Trust
Author: Vamphile
Condom(s): 9 to Brian
Justin looks up, his expression vacillating between apprehension and desire as Brian circles his body checking each point of restriction. He slides his hands down Justin’s arms, circling the wrist restraints with a single finger. He slides his hands down Justin’s thighs and Justin feels his body try to respond and spread wider but he can’t move, Brian's seen to that. Brian strokes Justin’s cock and then cradles his balls, all while checking that the leather cock-ring is neither too loose nor too tight. When he’s satisfied he kisses Justin, says nothing, smiles and then crouches behind him, licking softly.
Justin can’t move. He has lost all control. He’d curse Brian for taking it, but Justin knows he gave it willingly and would do so again. He’s never been so completely restrained. He’s a little scared but he trusts Brian. As his hands check every inch of him he moans a little. Brian kisses him, whispering that words are no longer allowed. Justin nods but he’s not sure Brian sees him do it and then there’s a soft wet tongue on his ass and all he wants is to press back into Brian’s face but he can’t even do that.
***
Brian has fantasized about this more times than he’d like to admit. It finally got mentioned because Justin brought it up, complete surrender, almost sensory deprivation. Brian decides not to consider what it means that they wouldn’t have ever done it if Justin hadn’t broached the subject, or what might be indicated by the fact that their fantasies are so in sync, instead he buries his face in Justin’s as and concentrates on Justin’s taste and smell, never losing track the way he’s moving or the sounds he’s making. Brian knows this could be dangerous so he pays close attention.
***
Justin wants more but he can’t ask for it. What if he goes completely insane because Brian’s not licking hard enough? Will Brian drop him off at Debbie's a drooling mess and never explain what happened? Justin drops that thought and all others when he feels Brian’s tongue push inside him. He grunts and his legs tremble as they try to spread wider again. he bites his lip to keep from calling out Brian's name. A sharp smack lands just as Brian’s pulling out. His body quivers. He knows he’d have come at that moment if he weren’t completely restrained.
***
Brian feels Justin’s body respond and he smiles. he sits back, enjoying the view. Justin’s hole is wet and red. He leans in and nips at the flesh inside his crack. Justin mewls and Brian pushes his tongue in again, rimming him while he spanks him, feeling Justin’s ass respond inside and out. Justin’s body is humming now. His muscles are taut and he sounds like a distant motor rumbling low and steady. Brian stops the spanking as abruptly as it started and presses a wet digit inside him, continuing to tease the outside of his hole with his tongue.
***
Justin is lost to everything. The spanking makes him want more. The rimming makes him want more. Brian finger makes him want much more. Specifically he wants Brian’s cock in his ass. Brian’s finger finds the sensitive spot inside him and he moans again. He throws his head back and rides the sensations, unable to do anything else. Brian’s finger twists and then his tongue is licking and pushing and opening him up. Brian’s tongue holding him open, his finger mercilessly rubbing his prostate. Justin doesn’t realize he’s chanting Brian’s name until Brian’s hands and mouth have left him completely.
***
Brian pulls away. Justin lets out a sound that could be grief. He licks the curve of Justin’s ear. “I said no talking.”
Justin opens his mouth to say something but then snaps it shut and nods. Brian kisses him, letting him taste himself, letting his desire build while his body teeters back from the edge.
“I’m going to rim you for awhile Justin.”
Justin nods again, as if he has a choice. Brian pours lube over his hand and coats Justin’s cock, moving slowly and telling Justin how good he feels, how good he tastes, how good he is.
***
Justin wants to live here, tied to Brian’s bed with all of Brian’s attention focused on him. he also really wants to come. it’s painful now, but in the best way possible. he licks his lips and lets his head drop forward when Brian’s tongue flattens over his hole. All the while Brian’s hand never stops it’s slow manipulation of his cock. he feels Brian cradle his balls and then press the spot behind them. he shakes when one of Brian’s fingers is touching him there inside and the other is pressing from the outside and he still can’t come.
***
Brian doesn’t want to stop. He can’t get enough of the way he tastes, the way he responds, and the way he trusts. That trust is one of the many reasons he finally rolls on a condom and moves his cock between Justin’s cheeks. He unties his legs first. Justin almost collapses. he unties Justin’s arms and has to hold him. He brushes sweaty hair off Justin’s forehead and then fucks him, face to face, kissing his eyes, his neck, his shoulder and unsnapping the cock-ring the moment before he comes himself. Brian’s still inside Justin when they fall asleep.