Scud and Drake oneshots

 

Scud and Drake and a little D/s

AN: This is for my Smutty Scuddy Buddy!  Enjoy my just as evil as I am twin!

 

 

 

“Are you sure you want this Scud?” Drake asked as he dangled the handcuffs from his finger.

“Yes, I'm sure. I want you to treat me like your little slut.” Scud said “This is the first time I've ever been able to do this with someone I trust. I could never enjoy it before because I was always afraid. I want to give you what everyone else had to take by force.”

“You know the demon is going to want to inflict pain.” Drake said, “Maybe more than you want.”

“But not more than I can handle.” Scud unbuttoned his jeans and slid them down his legs revealing the fact that he had chosen to go commando when he had dressed that rising. “I've had a lot of practice since I've been with you and maybe the demon will like this too. A little snack between feedings.”

Drake smiled at his lover. Drake stepped up to him and wrapped his fingers around Scud's cock. “Already hard, what a slut. Turn around.”

Scud turned around to capture Drake's eyes in the mirror. He hummed in contentment at the metallic click of the handcuffs restraining his arms behind his back.

“I don't think you need to see.” Drake said picking up a silk tie. “I think all you need to do is submit and feel.” Drake said as he tied the blindfold across Scud's eyes. When the younger man didn't flinch, Drake leaned forward tracing his tongue along the shell of Scud's ear earning a sigh.

Scud relaxed feeling Drake's fingers brushing over his hardened nipples. The hands disappeared and Scud hissed when he felt something bite into his left nipple. There was a slight tug before another hiss was drawn from him as his right nipple received the same treatment.

Nipple clamps? Where the hell did they come from? Scud couldn't stop the small moan Drake caused tugging on the chain.

“Surprised, love?” Drake asked. “When you told me you wanted to do this I went toy shopping. That's just the first little surprise I have for you.”

Scud was wondering what else Drake had brought. He found out soon enough as he felt a wide leather band tightening around his throat.

“I can't have my pretty little pet wandering around without a collar now can I? And since you have a collar, you have to have a leash to go with it.”

Scud flinched as the cold metal links were dropped against his stomach. Collar, leash, nipple clamps? Drake obviously had experience with this game. Scud stood patiently and quietly until Drake tugged on the leash. Unable to see Scud stepped forward two steps and felt a downward pull ont he collar. Obediently he dropped to his knees landing on a soft surface. A pillow he thought.

“Lean forward, I want that sweet little ass in the air.”

Scud realized it was a large pillow. He snuggled his face into the softness wondering exactly what Drake had in mind. He hummed as his felt Drake's finger slip inside slick with lubricant. All to soon it was gone replaced by something bigger. He willed his body to relax.

Now he groaned as he realized it just kept getting bigger, discomfort grew into pain. Just when it really started to hurt he felt the plug slip into place. Followed by a reassuring pat on his ass. He relaxed. Then he flinched as a sharp pain burned into his left cheek Of course that made the plug shift against his prostate. Drake's palm caressed the burning flesh soothingly.

“My, my. That left a mark.” Drake said, swing the paddle down to Scud's right cheek before soothing the pain away. “I think I'm going to enjoy this, love.”

Scud soon realized Drake's pattern. He wasn't in any hurry taking his time with the paddling. Each swat was harder than the last and Scud knew his ass was fire engine red, if not black and blue. It hurt like a motherfucker and all his squirming was making that damn plug rub and shift against his sweet spot. It took a few minutes for Scud to realize that Drake had settling into massaging his ass.

“Your ass is so hot right now.” Drake pulled on the leash pulling Scud's upper body from the pillow so he was kneeling. “Open your mouth love. I want your lips wrapped around my cock.”

Scud opened his mouth and leaned forward only to be yanked back by the leash.

“No! I want you to simply kneel there with your mouth open.” Drake ordered.

Scud obediently opened his mouth this time staying still as Drake thrust in and out pressing deeper each time. Drake's free hand was tangling in his hair to hold him still, his other hand wrapping around the leash to tighten his grip.

Scud felt the head of Drake's cock brushing against the back of his mouth going deeper still until Scud began to gag. He forced himself to relax in Drake's grip. He had an idea of what Drake planned to do and he wasn't wrong. This time Drake pressed in deeper and deeper until it was lodged in Scud's throat holding it there while Scud swallowed desperately, his reflexes trying to clear the mass that was preventing him from taking a breath.

Scud began to struggle in panic but Drake held him there until Scud remembered that vampires breathe from habit. Scud realized that his body didn't need oxygen and the panic eased. It was still unnerving to have something shoved so far down his throat so he was grateful when Drake released him pushing him forward while he gulped in a lung full of air.

Scud gave a pained cry as Drake roughly pulled the plug out, immediately pushing his spit covered dick deep inside. Having his ass stuffed didn't hurt nearly as much as Drake's hips pressing against his paddle bruised flesh.

“I'm going to fuck you so hard” Drake promised as started thrusting in a rough rhythm that smacked his hips against Scud's bruised ass and pounded the head of his cock into Scud's prostate.

Scud whimpered. He wasn't sure which sensation to give in to, pain or pleasure. So he settled for giving into an incoherent stream of curses, encouragement and begging. Then Drake was gripping him stroking hard and demanding him to come. Scud felt his body tense, felt his come boil up his length... Oh fuck Scud screamed as he felt the cum spurting from his body.

*****

Scud was sprawled bonelessly on the bed. His throat was sore and his ass hurt like a motherfucker. He felt like he had been fucked raw but he was happy. It had been a long time since he'd been beast fucked and he was going to savor every single ache and pain.