Sahonny Smutfics(Because I can)

#3(No I couldn't figure out a title)

Sahed stood up, his cock still semi-hard and glistening in the candlelight. He strolled over to the wardrobe, his muscular body moving with a grace that seemed almost otherworldly. Tonny watched him with a mix of admiration and desire, his eyes tracing the lines of Sahed's broad back and the way his muscles rippled with every step. The illusionist opened the wardrobe and pulled out a velvet bag, the contents clinking together musically. He turned back to Tonny, the bag in his hand, his eyes gleaming with mischief.

"Choose," Sahed said, holding the bag out to Tonny. "Pick your next sensation."

Tonny's curiosity piqued, he reached out a shaky hand, the anticipation thrumming through his veins. His fingertips brushed the velvet, and he felt the cool metal of the toys within. He pulled out a set of steel handcuffs, the silver gleaming in the candlelight. Sahed's grin grew wider as Tonny held them up, the question in his eyes clear.

Sahed nodded, his smug expression unmistakable. "Good choice," he purred, moving back to the bed. Tonny sat up, allowing Sahed to loop the cuffs around his wrists and secure them tightly. The cool metal bit into his skin, sending a shiver down his spine. Sahed leaned in, whispering into Tonny's ear, "You're going to be my little puppet tonight, aren't you?"

The illusionist straddled Tonny, his knees pressing into the bed on either side of his hips. He took the ringleader's cock in hand, stroking it back to full hardness. Tonny's eyes rolled back in his head, a moan escaping his lips. Sahed leaned down, capturing Tonny's mouth in a bruising kiss, their teeth clashing as they both fought for dominance. Their tongues danced together, a silent battle of wills that had Tonny's body singing with need.

Breaking the kiss, Sahed grabbed the headboard, rattling the chains that held the cuffs in place. He secured Tonny's wrists, the metal cold and unyielding. The ringleader's breath hitched as the reality of his predicament set in. He was completely at Sahed's mercy, unable to move or resist the onslaught that was to come. A thrill of fear and excitement raced through him, making his cock throb even more.

Sahed's hands roamed Tonny's body, exploring every inch of his exposed skin with a possessive touch. He tweaked a nipple, watching with satisfaction as Tonny's body jerked in response. The illusionist's eyes gleamed with dark intent as he reached into the velvet bag again, pulling out a vibrator.

Tonny's eyes widened, but he didn't protest. He knew that when Sahed had that look in his eyes, it was going to be a night to remember—or possibly one to forget, if he was lucky enough to survive it. Sahed turned the toy on, the buzzing sound filling the room. He traced it along Tonny's chest, watching with glee as goosebumps rose on the pale flesh.

The vibrator's touch was cold at first, but it quickly warmed as Sahed trailed it down Tonny's stomach, over his hip bones, and finally rested it at the base of his cock. The ringleader's body jerked, and he bit his lip to keep from crying out. Sahed chuckled darkly, enjoying the way Tonny's body responded to him so readily. He leaned in, his breath hot against Tonny's skin as he whispered, "You like that, don't you?"

Tonny's only reply was a muffled whimper as Sahed began to move the vibrator in slow, deliberate circles, teasing him without mercy. The illusionist's eyes never left Tonny's face, watching the play of emotions—desire, fear, and submission—dance across his features. He knew that the ringleader was close to begging, and the thought only spurred him on. With a flick of his wrist, Sahed turned the intensity up, the buzzing growing louder and more insistent. Tonny's hips thrust upwards, seeking more contact, but Sahed held the toy just out of reach.

The anticipation was exquisite torture, each pass of the vibrator bringing Tonny closer and closer to the edge without allowing him to fall over. His breathing grew erratic, his body trembling with the effort of holding back. Sahed leaned down, his teeth grazing Tonny's earlobe. "You want it, don't you?" he whispered. "Beg for it, and maybe I'll give it to you."