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dreamtranceThis is for Kare because she's horny and wants some spanking *g* it turned out a little more angsty than intended but we all know that's nothing new between the two of us heh
this is unbeta'd so forgive any issues
enjoy my dear.
Eyes in the Dark
The lights are off which, all things considered, is a good thing. He isn’t exactly sure he could go through with it if they weren’t. Stepping further into the room he’s pulled away from the entrance as the door is shut quietly, as he begins to speak a pair of fingers pressed against his lips silence him. The only sounds in the room are those of his quick breathing and the slow, almost silent, breaths of his counterpart.
He is pushed in one direction and sits when his knees make contact with the bed. His eyes still haven’t adjusted to the dark so he can see nothing more than spots as his shirt is pulled up and off of him. His mind continues spinning as hands push him back so he’s laying on the bed then work their way down to remove his pants and boxers leaving him naked staring into the darkness.
The other body moves away and he swallows hard as he’s overcome by waves of anticipation and mild fear. By the sounds coming from various parts of the room he knows that things are being prepared but he can’t get a grasp on any particular location.
“Chris?”
“Shh, I’m right here Justin.”
He closes his eyes relaxing a little. He hated being in the dark because he couldn’t see anything and it made him feel vulnerable. Closing his eyes made him feel more at ease. Sometimes he thought Chris had eyes like a cat in the way he could move around in the dark with no problems.
Justin jumps as a pair of hands grip his thighs.
“Relax.”
Justin nods and slides further up on the bed, the hands following him then feels the bed dip as Chris joins him. He is urged to roll over and follows suit accepting the pillow being shoved under his hips.
“You sure about this. I’m only going to ask once.”
Justin nods closing his eyes tightly, he didn’t try to voice it for fear of something else coming out of his mouth.
The first blow is mild, aimed at the thick part of his ass cheek and he tenses more out of being startled then out of pain. The same hand that struck him makes soft circles around the same area urging him to relax. When he does another blow strikes the same spot, this time a little harder. They continue in succession alternating cheeks until Justin’s hips begin to move with the rhythm.
He cries out the first time the smack moves away from the safe zone to the sweet part where ass meets thigh. His cry is quickly joined by more, smaller cries as the blows continue, alternating between ass and thigh until he is doing little more than whimpering in the heat of everything.
The blows stop completely and he tries to protest but it’s caught in his throat when he is pinned down to the bed by Chris’s body over his. Chris is still fully clothed and it makes Justin’s stomach twist. Gripping his wrists Chris grinds his hips against Justin’s sore ass, the denim of his jeans burning against his skin.
“Had enough?”
Justin just swallows unable to answer as one of Chris’s hands releases his wrist and snakes its way down his side and between his body and the pillow supporting his hips.
“I know what you want and you know what you have to do to get it.”
Justin whimpers as Chris’s fingers tease around the base of his cock.
“Don’t move.”
Chris stands just to the side of the bed where Justin can barely see him through the darkness. He undresses and its neither showy nor in haste, just to the point. When he’s naked he moves back over to the bed and runs a hand along Justin’s spine causing goose bumps to raise over most of his skin. Brushing his fingers over Justin’s ass he pinches the sore skin at the top of his thigh. Justin bites his lip to hold back the keening stuck in the back of his throat.
Pulling his hand back he smacks the area causing the skin to whiten then return to pink against the effort.
“Chris, please?”
It was more of a whimper than words.
“What was that?” Chris teases slick fingers down the cleft of Justin’s ass gently pressing against the ring of muscle.
Justin whimpers pushing his hips back against Chris’s fingers.
“Is this what you want?” He smiles when Justin cries out softly as the finger slides into his body.
As he pushes his hips back to get more, Chris stills Justin by laying an arm across his lower back, “getting a little demanding aren’t we?”
Justin shakes his head holding back the words that want to escape.
“I bet this is what you want,” Chris grins sliding another finger into him.
Justin rocks his hips back no longer in control of his body’s movements. He bites his lip holding back any form of vocalization until the fingers are removed and he can’t stop from groaning. His head is spinning and he is sure he’s losing his mind when Chris grips his hips and rolls him onto his back, pinning his hands above his head.
He’s whimpering and begging with no coherence to it. He’s not sure what he wants he just knows he wants it.
“You have to do better than that.”
When Chris moves between Justin’s legs and pressed against him Justin is sure he’s going to spontaneously combust.
“Please?”
“Did I hear something?”
“Please Chris?”
“Please what?”
“Please fuck me.”
“I didn’t hear you. Say that again.”
“For the love of God please fuck me now!”
“Well since you put it that way,” Justin cries out as Chris thrusts into him. He stills waiting for Justin to relax before moving.
Justin keens rocking his head back and forth letting the waves of pleasure overtake him.
“Open your eyes.”
Justin isn’t sure he heard Chris right but does and his heart leaps into his throat. The intense gaze staring back at him sends a wave through his body causing him to shudder from head to toe and he instantly closes his eyes again.
“Justin. Open your eyes.”
Swallowing hard he opens them again and tenses on the edge of something he can’t quite grasp.
“Don’t close them.”
It takes everything he has to keep his eyes open and is quickly drawn into everything letting go completely. Chris groans as Justin tightens around him and quickly finds his own release closing his eyes. When the gaze is broken Justin relaxes into the bed and every emotion, every feeling slams into him as he melts into shuddering sobs.
“Shhh. I’m here. Let it go.”
Justin lets himself be pulled into Chris’s arms and cries until everything is gone. When he looks up he is met by Chris’s eyes and the pain melts away leaving him empty but no longer hurting.
this is unbeta'd so forgive any issues
enjoy my dear.
Eyes in the Dark
The lights are off which, all things considered, is a good thing. He isn’t exactly sure he could go through with it if they weren’t. Stepping further into the room he’s pulled away from the entrance as the door is shut quietly, as he begins to speak a pair of fingers pressed against his lips silence him. The only sounds in the room are those of his quick breathing and the slow, almost silent, breaths of his counterpart.
He is pushed in one direction and sits when his knees make contact with the bed. His eyes still haven’t adjusted to the dark so he can see nothing more than spots as his shirt is pulled up and off of him. His mind continues spinning as hands push him back so he’s laying on the bed then work their way down to remove his pants and boxers leaving him naked staring into the darkness.
The other body moves away and he swallows hard as he’s overcome by waves of anticipation and mild fear. By the sounds coming from various parts of the room he knows that things are being prepared but he can’t get a grasp on any particular location.
“Chris?”
“Shh, I’m right here Justin.”
He closes his eyes relaxing a little. He hated being in the dark because he couldn’t see anything and it made him feel vulnerable. Closing his eyes made him feel more at ease. Sometimes he thought Chris had eyes like a cat in the way he could move around in the dark with no problems.
Justin jumps as a pair of hands grip his thighs.
“Relax.”
Justin nods and slides further up on the bed, the hands following him then feels the bed dip as Chris joins him. He is urged to roll over and follows suit accepting the pillow being shoved under his hips.
“You sure about this. I’m only going to ask once.”
Justin nods closing his eyes tightly, he didn’t try to voice it for fear of something else coming out of his mouth.
The first blow is mild, aimed at the thick part of his ass cheek and he tenses more out of being startled then out of pain. The same hand that struck him makes soft circles around the same area urging him to relax. When he does another blow strikes the same spot, this time a little harder. They continue in succession alternating cheeks until Justin’s hips begin to move with the rhythm.
He cries out the first time the smack moves away from the safe zone to the sweet part where ass meets thigh. His cry is quickly joined by more, smaller cries as the blows continue, alternating between ass and thigh until he is doing little more than whimpering in the heat of everything.
The blows stop completely and he tries to protest but it’s caught in his throat when he is pinned down to the bed by Chris’s body over his. Chris is still fully clothed and it makes Justin’s stomach twist. Gripping his wrists Chris grinds his hips against Justin’s sore ass, the denim of his jeans burning against his skin.
“Had enough?”
Justin just swallows unable to answer as one of Chris’s hands releases his wrist and snakes its way down his side and between his body and the pillow supporting his hips.
“I know what you want and you know what you have to do to get it.”
Justin whimpers as Chris’s fingers tease around the base of his cock.
“Don’t move.”
Chris stands just to the side of the bed where Justin can barely see him through the darkness. He undresses and its neither showy nor in haste, just to the point. When he’s naked he moves back over to the bed and runs a hand along Justin’s spine causing goose bumps to raise over most of his skin. Brushing his fingers over Justin’s ass he pinches the sore skin at the top of his thigh. Justin bites his lip to hold back the keening stuck in the back of his throat.
Pulling his hand back he smacks the area causing the skin to whiten then return to pink against the effort.
“Chris, please?”
It was more of a whimper than words.
“What was that?” Chris teases slick fingers down the cleft of Justin’s ass gently pressing against the ring of muscle.
Justin whimpers pushing his hips back against Chris’s fingers.
“Is this what you want?” He smiles when Justin cries out softly as the finger slides into his body.
As he pushes his hips back to get more, Chris stills Justin by laying an arm across his lower back, “getting a little demanding aren’t we?”
Justin shakes his head holding back the words that want to escape.
“I bet this is what you want,” Chris grins sliding another finger into him.
Justin rocks his hips back no longer in control of his body’s movements. He bites his lip holding back any form of vocalization until the fingers are removed and he can’t stop from groaning. His head is spinning and he is sure he’s losing his mind when Chris grips his hips and rolls him onto his back, pinning his hands above his head.
He’s whimpering and begging with no coherence to it. He’s not sure what he wants he just knows he wants it.
“You have to do better than that.”
When Chris moves between Justin’s legs and pressed against him Justin is sure he’s going to spontaneously combust.
“Please?”
“Did I hear something?”
“Please Chris?”
“Please what?”
“Please fuck me.”
“I didn’t hear you. Say that again.”
“For the love of God please fuck me now!”
“Well since you put it that way,” Justin cries out as Chris thrusts into him. He stills waiting for Justin to relax before moving.
Justin keens rocking his head back and forth letting the waves of pleasure overtake him.
“Open your eyes.”
Justin isn’t sure he heard Chris right but does and his heart leaps into his throat. The intense gaze staring back at him sends a wave through his body causing him to shudder from head to toe and he instantly closes his eyes again.
“Justin. Open your eyes.”
Swallowing hard he opens them again and tenses on the edge of something he can’t quite grasp.
“Don’t close them.”
It takes everything he has to keep his eyes open and is quickly drawn into everything letting go completely. Chris groans as Justin tightens around him and quickly finds his own release closing his eyes. When the gaze is broken Justin relaxes into the bed and every emotion, every feeling slams into him as he melts into shuddering sobs.
“Shhh. I’m here. Let it go.”
Justin lets himself be pulled into Chris’s arms and cries until everything is gone. When he looks up he is met by Chris’s eyes and the pain melts away leaving him empty but no longer hurting.
