[ Hells he loves Nate like this- bare and hard, a raw nerve of pleasure and desire. Every single part of him aching for the next hit or tease, the next slice of his knife or burst of pleasure.]
Don't be bratty.
[ Caliban shot back as he landed a hit against the other thigh with the flat edge of the knife against Nate's thigh hard enough to be a shock. ]
Hm, I almost did. I almost burned you from the inside out and let everyone see you screaming in the middle of the street as drenched your pants...
[ He teased before he took a breath that he in no way needed at those next words. He shouldn't enjoy that idea. He shouldn't enjoy just how much he ached to hurt the other. There's growl running though Caliban's voice before he gripped the others hair tighter as he teased his cock against Nate's hole one last time before he moved a hand to curl around the base of it. ]
Hm... my little- [ There wasn't any hesitation as he pressed that impossibly big dick inside Nate- slamming home as roughly as he could. He wanted the other to feel him. He wanted the other to be overwhelmed with that pain.]
[ Nate lets out a sharp gasp, then laughs when he's spanked. Don't be bratty, Caliban says, as if he can be anything but. He presses back against the demon, clearly enjoying this. ]
But you reward me so well, your majesty...
[ he murmurs, enjoying this.
His laughter is cut off by a cry of honest pain as Caliban suddenly takes him. He has to grab onto the wall for support, and almost chokes on his own cries. It feels like he's being split in two. Behind that is also the feeling of being used, of Caliban taking pleasure from him without care, while pain spikes through his thighs and back.
And, fuck, but that feels good. He's already so close, and he knows he won't be able to take this for long before he explodes. The feeling of Caliban burying himself so deeply inside, it's overwhelming. Tears stream down his face, and his gasps are choking sobs. And still, his aching cock leaks pre, still he begs for more. ]
Yes. Fuck, oh fuck that hurts--please, Cal...fucking hell.
[ one hand reaches back to push into Caliban's hair, to rest on his neck and pull him forward and against Nate's back. ]
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Don't be bratty.
[ Caliban shot back as he landed a hit against the other thigh with the flat edge of the knife against Nate's thigh hard enough to be a shock. ]
Hm, I almost did. I almost burned you from the inside out and let everyone see you screaming in the middle of the street as drenched your pants...
[ He teased before he took a breath that he in no way needed at those next words. He shouldn't enjoy that idea. He shouldn't enjoy just how much he ached to hurt the other. There's growl running though Caliban's voice before he gripped the others hair tighter as he teased his cock against Nate's hole one last time before he moved a hand to curl around the base of it. ]
Hm... my little- [ There wasn't any hesitation as he pressed that impossibly big dick inside Nate- slamming home as roughly as he could. He wanted the other to feel him. He wanted the other to be overwhelmed with that pain.]
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But you reward me so well, your majesty...
[ he murmurs, enjoying this.
His laughter is cut off by a cry of honest pain as Caliban suddenly takes him. He has to grab onto the wall for support, and almost chokes on his own cries. It feels like he's being split in two. Behind that is also the feeling of being used, of Caliban taking pleasure from him without care, while pain spikes through his thighs and back.
And, fuck, but that feels good. He's already so close, and he knows he won't be able to take this for long before he explodes. The feeling of Caliban burying himself so deeply inside, it's overwhelming. Tears stream down his face, and his gasps are choking sobs. And still, his aching cock leaks pre, still he begs for more. ]
Yes. Fuck, oh fuck that hurts--please, Cal...fucking hell.
[ one hand reaches back to push into Caliban's hair, to rest on his neck and pull him forward and against Nate's back. ]