VegasPete - Vows

Special Chapter-1 🔞

TRIGGER WARNING:

CONSENSUAL NON-CON ELEMENTS/ RAPE KINK

NAME-CALLING

MENTIONS OF SUBSTANCE

If you are uncomfortable with the above-mentioned I request you to skip the chapter.

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Guess who is finally back! Yes me!!! I know I said I'll be releasing a special chapter after 50k reads but the count is 77k so I'll be releasing 2 special chapters. I'm really thankful for all the comments and votes.

This chapter is going to be wayyyy different from the previous chapter. Hope you enjoy the chapter.

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It's been months since the divorce was dropped and since then Vegas felt like he was floating on a cloud with Pete. He, himself had no clue about what he had unleashed on Pete

Even after multiple conversations about their preference, do's and don'ts, likes and dislikes, Pete's kink list keeps growing. It would be a lie to say even Vegas wasn't nervous to try a few things which Pete suggested they try. But he was glad he didn't say something so bizarre.

A very specific thing that Pete wanted to try has been troubling Vegas for weeks, nights, and tonight too.

Vegas glanced down at Pete who was asleep on his chest with his left arm and leg threw lazily over Vegas' body.

Vegas' fingers kept drawing circles on his husband's satin-covered back as he adored him. He ran his thumb over Pete's slightly parted lips which made him look fucking adorable and sinful at the same time. How can a mouth that pretty say stuff so unholy that made even Vegas squirm?

Apart from a masochist who knew Pete was such a freak. Even Pete was clueless about this side of him until Vegas.

Only if Vegas had known sooner, he wouldn't have let Pete go to such lengths as filing a divorce.

Vegas scoffed and smiled a little pulling Pete closer to him.

He wasn't afraid... no that's a lie again. He is afraid he may lose control or Pete might hate it or he may fuck up everything... in a bad way.

Oh... It's going to be a long night for Vegas.

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Pete hummed contently as sleep ebbed away from his body.

He frowned when he couldn't pull Vegas closer or even touch him. He slightly peeled open his eyes to look for his dear husband but all he saw was his hand wandering back and forth on the empty side of the bed.

"Vegas", he moaned quietly and closed his eyes as sleep seeped in "Come here" he cooed before falling asleep again.

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Pete was asleep on his stomach before he heard something close to him clink as he moved.

He tried to move, he struggled, and sleep was totally robbed from him when he realized he was restrained, wait... the clinking noise was coming from behind him... he was handcuffed to be exact.

"Vegas..." he called for his husband.

He looked around and noticed he was still on his bed, in his room and his shirt missing.