One

 

 

Author:  Kinkyhobbit

Pairing:  EW/DM

Genre:  RPS, PWP

Rating:  NC-17

Warnings:  still more shaggin’.

Disclaimer:  I don’t own these guys, I’m just playing with them.

Summary: Part 3 of the One Nipple Ring Trilogy.

 

 

It wasn’t the heady thrill of thrusting only when allowed to, he was sure of that. It wasn’t that being buried inside Elijah, filling him and fucking him, made him feel he was in control when really he wasn’t. It wasn’t the new use for his nipple ring, although that had taken him by surprise.

 

No. It was something else. It was learning anew what a merciless master Elijah could be when given the chance.

 

And after many weeks of teasing, Dom had a great deal to pay for. Now Elijah was in control.

 

Elijah was pleased.

 

“Stop.”

 

Dom obeyed, trembling, taking a shuddering breath.

 

He had allowed his hands to be tied as he knelt on the bed, Elijah teasing the back of his neck with the tip of his tongue. He had watched as Elijah lay beneath him, smiling. Then Dom had slid slowly into him, sinking his cock into that familiar tight heat, allowing himself to be devoured.

 

That was an hour ago.

 

Now his cock screamed for release and he ignored it. His body shone with sweat, his shoulders ached, and there were moments when he thought he would pass out. He didn’t think he could hold on any longer, but he wanted to. He desperately needed to.

 

And Elijah...

 

He looked down.

 

Elijah was on his back, legs wrapped tightly around Dom’s hips. He was also sweating, breathing hard, trembling. Dom stared at his face, at the way the sunlight caressed his cheek where Dom’s fingers could not.

 

As Dom looked down at him Elijah reached up to stroke Dom’s outstretched arms, tracing the straining muscles from his shoulders down to where his wrists were secured to the bedhead. The touch made Dom tremble.

 

Then Elijah lifted his hips slightly, taking Dom a little deeper into him, both of them sighing.

 

With his other hand Elijah gently held a chain. A leash of sorts. He tugged idly at it, making Dom gasp and whimper.

 

“Oh god...”

 

“Did I say you could speak?”

 

Dom took a slow breath and said nothing.

 

Elijah’s eyes narrowed and he pulled on the leash slowly until it was only just taut, only just pulling on Dom’s nipple ring. Then he tugged again.

 

This time Dom swallowed his cry.

 

Elijah smiled, showing his teeth. “That’s better.”

 

Dom felt the pressure of Elijah’s heels in the small of his back, and knew that it meant his reward. He resumed sliding in and out of Elijah’s tight body, all his energy and all his willpower focused on moving...slowly.

 

He arched his back slightly, giving his shoulders a brief moment of relief as he thrust forward and held still, looking down at Elijah.

 

“Please,” he breathed. “I want to get deeper.”

 

Elijah shook his head, his voice soft but determined. “No.”

 

“Please...”

 

“No.”

 

Dom shifted his thighs, groaning desperately, trying to push Elijah’s legs up with his own.

 

Elijah tugged sharply on the chain. Dom gasped and froze and Elijah pointed a finger at him, his eyes fierce.

 

“You do it the way I told you. Slowly.”

 

The tone of Elijah’s voice pushed Dom’s lust up a notch and he fought hard to keep control. He was mesmerised by Elijah’s cold stare, the intensely pleasurable pain in his nipple and the tight heat around his cock. It threatened to overwhelm him, but he knew Elijah would not let it. Not yet.

 

He loved this. He fucking loved it.

 

“Is...is this...what you want?” he whispered, slowly moving his hips, desperate to please.

 

“Yes baby.”

 

Elijah stroked his face and Dom closed his eyes and sighed. Elijah’s fingers lingered over his lips and he kissed them. Another reward.

 

The fingers slid around to the back of his neck and pulled his head down, Elijah coming up to meet his lips in a groaning, passionate kiss.

 

Elijah’s face was close to his. He could hear their ragged breathing. Elijah’s lips brushed his cheek and gentle whispers threatened to undo him.

 

“When you come, I want you so deep in me I can taste it.”

 

Dom moaned, his breathing shallow.

 

“I want all of it. I want everything you have.”

 

“Yes...” Dom breathed.

 

“Give it to me.”

 

“Yes...”

 

“Now.”

 

He met Elijah’s gaze and saw not the cold measured stare of before, but love.

 

Elijah lifted his legs, giving Dom what he wanted, letting him in deeper. Dom let out an anguished cry as he let go, let his body finally have the release it needed, plunging deep and pumping hard.

 

It rose quickly inside him and he screamed as he came. He could hardly see, and when his vision cleared Elijah was already untying his hands. The stern master gone, gentle words and whispered kisses released him and pulled him down, held him close, and drew the last of his fire out of him. Gentle hands soothed him and guided him down, and he didn’t even need to open his eyes.

 

He drew Elijah’s cock eagerly into his mouth and sucked hungrily, whimpering softly. Elijah thrust upwards off the bed and cried out, his entire body tense and trembling. Dom held on to him, taking it all. Taking everything.

 

Dom lay back, panting. He stretched out his arms and winced as he flexed his burning shoulders. Elijah slid closer, kissing his chest and hugging him.

 

“Hey.”

 

Elijah looked up into Dom’s smile.

 

“I love the way you do that.”

 

Elijah kissed his chest again. “I love the way you let me.”

 

Kinkyhobbit 2002

 

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