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As soon as Gideon steps through the door, Kremy is on him, with only a low, rumbling growl as a warning.
"Wait-wait-wait-DAMMIT!" The bags of food Gid stole from the market crashed to the floor as their place in his arms was suddenly filled by a horny alligator.
"Gid...!" Kremy squirms in Gideon's arms, his snout tucking into the Genasi's collarbone. "I... I need you, now. Please!" Claws prick at Gideon through his shirt sleeve as the gator rocks in his arms, desperate for friction, "Y'were gone so long, Gid!"
Gideon looks down at the bags of food and sighs, hoping the eggs are ok. "Well, I s'pose I can get this put away later. Let's get you taken care of, darlin'." Kremy rumbles in approval as Gideon sets him on the table, "Now, don't y'just look good enough to eat?" He licked his lips as he tugged on Kremy's waistband. Kremy bucks up, sucking in air sharply as fingers trace his erection, a warm pinky pressing at his slit.
"C'mon, Gid!" The lizardfolk orders.
"I must be spoilin' ya," Gid grins as he rubs the lips of Kremy's slit, drawing a whine from him.
With a petulant tone of voice, Kremy frowns, "Really, Gid? It's your own fault, y'were gone for 45 minutes! I was thinkin' about gettin' myself off on-" He freezes, powerful maw snapping shut as his eyes go wide and he cries out. Gideon looks up from where his tongue is licking around Kremy's slit, tracing around the hard cock protruding from it. Kremy bucks and chirps in arousal, and Gideon smirks, running his tongue from the bottom of the slit, up to Kremy's shaft. Kremy writhes, pleasure written across his face, and Gid locks eyes with him before pinning his hips to the table and sucking the tip of Kremy's dick into his mouth.
"Haaah, Gid-! Yes! Fuck! Oh, that's so good, yeah, yeah!" Kremy's hips give aborted little thrusts, Gid's arm pinning him firmly.
Gideon's other hand travels downward, pulling his pants open as Kremy's words send zings of pleasure through his abdomen straight to his dick. "Kremy. Don't stop talkin' like that, keep goin'."
Gid's voice is rougher than Kremy expects it to be, and as they lock eyes, Kremy smirks as best he can, "Y'like it when I call ya good, Gid? Be a good boy and suck my cock, would ya?" His voice comes out breathless and far too desperate, but the words work as intended Gideon's eyes ignite and Kremy sees flickers of flame in his hair as Gideon moans loudly and dives back in, running his tongue over the the underside of Kremy's dick. "Fu- uck..." The genasi's enthusiasm sends toe curling waves of pleasure through Kremy, and he tangles a hand in his hair to drag his mouth slowly back up his shaft. "You're taking me so well cherie~"
Relaxed in Kremy's grip, Gid hums and rolls his tongue over the underside of his cock. Emboldened, Kremy pushes his head down, chirping as he bottoms out in Gid's throat. The moist heat squeezes around him as his husband swallows, and the sensation makes Kremy tremble.
Gideon wasn't usually into much more than vanilla sex, quick in and out before the sweat could dry on the sheets. But Kremy... he was different with him. Gideon's hand slips under his shirt, tugging gently at the hoop in his nipple. He wants things he'd been afraid of before.. to be owned and claimed by someone he trusts to let him go when they're done. His cock aches, and he strokes it slowly as he tries to push up against Kremy's grip to bob his head. The moan building in his chest is soured immediately by a laugh echoing through his head.
'Aw shit...'
"WELL I GUESS THAT'S ONE WAY TO SHUT YOU UP!" Clown porn in aggressive clarity slams into Gid's minds eye. The noses and ruffles and white paint all distorted in the fiery lighting of what he can only assume is hell.
'Chuckles I swear to hell I will KILL YOU AGAIN!' Gideon lets Kremy guide his head, trying to maintain his erection as demonic laughter bounces around his mind.
"Don't you liiiiike an audience Mr. Exhibitionist?"
"I'd be happy with an audience of anyone but YOUR UGLY CLOWN ASS"
"Aw, that's not very nice!!" Squeezing his eyes shut, Gideon wills the ghost to go away. He's quickly pulled from that line of thought by Kremy pulling his head off his cock.
"Somethin' the matter, cherie? I thought you wanted to be good for me?" His eyes trail down Gideon's body, stopping on the hand under his shirt with a flicker of excitement. "Well, well, well.. " Kremy leans forward, grabbing Gid's suspender and pulling him up to standing. The lizardfolk scoots forward on the edge of the table and slowly unbuttons Gideon's shirt. "You could've just asked if you needed a firmer hand, Gid..."
Caught between the endless mockery of the worst clown to ever die at his hands, and Kremy's intentions, Gideon prays to deities he doesn't believe in to make Chuckles leave him the hell alone. "Sorry darlin', I'll do better.."
Kremy's claw hooks in the nipple ring, tugging Gideon forward sharply. "Try again."
"I- I'm sorry, sir." Wincing, he feels the pleasure surge. Being in Kremy's hands was safe, secure, and most importantly in this moment- hot!
"Good, now, you're going to go to the bedroom and lay on the bed for me to cuff you. Objections?" Kremy tugs the other nipple ring, gentler.
"No, sir." Kremy hops down from the table, unaware of the clown porn with nightclub music blasting over it thrumming in Gideon's skull. He watches his husband, feeling his cock throb at the obedience of the larger man. His eyes trail over Gideon's obscenely large muscles, having that kind of power wrapped around his pinkie finger was a heady feeling.
Gideon does as told, stripping and laying in bed with his bare wrists and ankles lined up with the posts. He knew he was safe, and the first time he'd taken his manacles off for Kremy has been far more emotional than the first time he gave over control. He was not only trusting Kremy with his body, heart and soul, but his life, something Gideon Coal did not often do.
And interrupting this hot, emotionally driven self reflection, was a stupid ugly clown.
"Gee whizz I never thought you'd be such a bottom!" Ignoring him as hard as he can, Gid manages to keep his fury suppressed under the lust Kremy lit in him with every look sent his way. He watches him lock the first cuff around his ankle, and shivers as his claws trace up his calf.
"Prep?" Kremy's voice is casual, conversational almost, as he locks the second ankle cuff.
"Please-" Gideon gasps, catching himself and hurridly fixing his mistake, "Please, sir!"
He can feel two sets of eyes on him, one set yellow and loving, the other red and full of sickening glee. His husband climbs into his lap, gently taking his hand as he applies the first wrist cuff. "You remember your safe word, boy?"
"Grits, sir." Gideon's chest feels tight, the familiar adrenaline coursing through him as one by one his limbs are restrained.
"Very good." Kremy pats his wrist as he secures the final cuff. He waits a moment, making eye contact with Gid as the fear and desire war on his face. Once Gideon's expression settles and his pulse evens out as best as can be expected, Kremy moves down the bed from his husband's lap to between his legs. The vial of oil was in Kremy's hand, he knew by the scent of lavender flooding his senses. Gideon couldn't see much, the spread eagle position limiting his ability to move much of anything. But he trusts Kremy, and despite Chuckle's best efforts, even he couldn't ruin this.
"OooOooh how daring! Claws? In there?" The narration of Kremy's slick claw tipped fingers probing Gideon's entrance was... less than enjoyable.
'Chuckles, please, I need this and for that you need to shut your undead hellhole!' There's a giggle, tittering and unnerving, and then Kremy presses two fingers into Gid roughly.
"Gideon Nathaniel Coal are you not paying attention?!"
Pleasure and pain twist in Gideon, and he tosses his head back with a whimper. "S- sorry! I'll be good!"
Frowning, Kremy curls his fingers and presses the pads of them to Gid's prostate. He could play Gid like a fiddle, and he does, rocking his fingers into the sensitive bundle of nerves until his husband's cock is twitching and leaking pre cum and sweet breathy moans are falling from his lips. "You lose focus one more time and I'll stop the prep. This-" he thrusts his fingers in, "is a privilege. Your body is mine to do with as I please until you say that safe word."
The pleasure curls in Gideon, and every word off Kremy's tongue feels like lightning shooting through him to his cock. His ecstasy and approaching climax are cut short by the ghost in his head. "So, Mr. Coal, " Chuckles begins in a faux therapist tone, notepad in hand. "have you always been into turning your trauma into fetishes, or is that a new development?"
Fury burns in Gideon, his hair sparking and smoking as he tugs at his restraints. "Fuck!"
"That's more like it..." Kremy presses another finger in, scissoring them and working his husband open carefully. Finally, taking pity on his husband's whimpering and writhing, he wraps his other hand around his cock and strokes. "Are you close, lamour?"
Gritting his teeth, Gideon groans and rocks his hips up into Kremy's hand and the fire in him blazes as it aches to burst free. Helpless, Gideon ruts his hips up desperately seeking friction, and begs. "Please! Please,please,please!! I'm so close, sir!"
"Such a good boy," Kremy coos, stroking faster as he watches his husband's restraint fray. "Cum for me."
White paints his stomach as his hair scorches the fireproof bedding and smirking, Kremy pulls his fingers free. Unable to see what he's doing, Gid's empty hole twitches and he pulls at his chains. "Kremyyyyyyy..."
The lizardfolk trails his fingertips through the cum glistening on Gid's stomach. Popping his fingers into his mouth, he leans up to Gid's face so he can watch him lick and suck his taste off of them while denying him any kind of physical contact. "You're such a sweet, naive bastard. You've given yourself to me all trussed up like a chicken for roasting." Teeth flashing in the light, Gid can see the primal power in his husband, and it makes him feel deliciously weak.
Kremy presses his lips to his husbands roughly, and Gideon groans as his own taste fills his mouth. He was dirty, usable, helpless... all for Kremy. Kremy's hand fists in his hair and his tongue slips further into his mouth as he claims him.
"Who woulda thought being the hobgoblins bitch would make you so eager to be treated like a fucktoy!"
Gideon groans, wrists bruising themselves as he tugs against the chains. The pain, familiar as it was, sends emotions coursing through him and he leans up as far as he can to chase Kremy's comfort. The lizardfolk knows something is wrong, but they'd established when they started trying these things that the genasi would use his safeword or verbally request comfort. He did not want to be babied, pitied or treated like he was damaged. Still, Kremy laps at Gid's tongue, suckling it and nipping at his lower lip as he tries to flood him with so much pleasure that his trauma wouldn't be able to take hold. Gideon relaxes, whimpering and rutting helplessly up toward Kremy in search of the friction he's being denied.
Breaking the kiss, Kremy slips off the bed. "Position change." The chained man nods blankly, chest heaving and cock rising again in eagerness. The conman unhooks the ankle cuffs from the bedframe, bending Gideon in half as he secures them instead to the headboard. Now Gideon's hole twitches on full display, and his face flushes. "Comfortable?"
"I can handle it, sir."
Chuckles hovers close, a balloon in one hand his eyes fixated on Gideon's vulnerability. "Wowee! This is getting hot! Makes me wanna make a balloon replica of your-"
The clown's voice fades out, all of Gid's focus condensing down to Kremy's cool cock pressing into him. Burying himself in him with slow thrusts, Kremy puts his thumb on his partner's lower lip. "What a dirty boy, so eager to debauch himself for me." The words are cruel, but Kremy's breathless pleasure softens them. Kremy tugs at Gid's nipple piercings again, pulling a whine from the larger man as he grinds as deep as he can inside him.
The thrusts pick up speed, the pleasure and degradation pulling the genasi apart at the seams. Head tossed back and toes curling, all Gid can think, see, hear, feel and taste is his husband, his master, his everything."KremyKremyKremy-"
Cutting him off with a snarl, Kremy wrenches his face back down. "You're mine. These are my limbs to chain, my body to tease, and my hole to use. Understand? You aren't cumming until you say it back to me, boy!"
Wailing, Gideon writhes beneath his husband, every thrust grazing his prostate and sending needy jolts through his neglected cock. "I- I'm- yours! Th- these are your limbs to cha- ain!"
"And?" Kremy impatiently slaps Gid's ass, the tips of his claws drawing pinpricks of blood.
"A- and your body to tease! And- and- oh fuck! And this is your hole to u- use!" He forces the words out, straining to obey despite the almost painful need for release.
Kremy pulls Gid's lower lip, opening his mouth, and snarls. "Now cum on my cock you slut. You know you want to. Cum for me. That's right, Gideon, kalin, fuckin' cum for me! F-fuck, take my cock and cum!" " He plunges his tongue into his mouth, his free hand wrapping around Gid's cock and stroking in time with his desperate thrusts. Kremy floods his senses stronger than before, magic crackling in his eyes as he forces Gideon to obey. The genasi's hole squeezes as he tenses, cum gushing between them.
Watching him unravel, Kremy feels a growl rumble in his chest, his own orgasm bursting free. Cum trickles from him as Kremy pulls out, already sending his mage hand to uncuff Gid as he curls into the warmth of his chest. "Did that make you happy, dearest?"
Gid smiles, "You make me happy, darlin'. " An eerie chuckle floats by Gideon's ears. Finally, he turns towards where Chuckles floats, a perverted smile on his painted face. "It would have been a LOT better WITHOUT the fucking clown though!"
Kremy's eyes almost pop out of his head. "WHAT?! Chuckles is here? What the fuck?" And with that, Chuckles waves his fingers in a too-do-loo motion and vanishes into the ether, leaving Gideon to clean up his mess once again.