Chris Fehn x Sid Wilson [Oneshots]

Gunplay❤️‍🔥

Third Person POV

   The sudden feeling of cold metal being pressed against the small of his back sent a shiver throughout Sid's body. His back arched, the shift of his body causing his crotch to rub against Chris'. His arms wrapped around the older man's neck, bringing their chests closer, the sensation of their warm bodies flush against each other kindling a warm feeling in his lower regions.

   "Chris...?" The DJ began, his mouth near the other's ear. His words came out quiet, like a murmur, but his tone carried amusement and lust in it. "Is that a..." His words were cut off by Chris applying more pressure, pressing the object further against Sid's back. And that seemed enough of a confirmation to Sid.

   It was fairly typical for them to engage in paraphilia. They'd often incorporate objects into their sessions, too. And every now and then, they would use more... dangerous things for sexual purposes. Sid, especially, enjoyed those sessions. However, they knew the risks, and didn't always use them. But today, it seemed like Chris wanted to surprise Sid, and bring in a particular and special little something into their current session...

   ...a gun.

   Chris chuckled, taking a moment to admire his work. Sid was straddling his lap, his smaller frame pressed against Chris' larger one. Sid's arms were around Chris' neck, not too tight but tight enough for him to know that he had no plans of letting him go anytime soon.

   Chris leaned down, his nose brushing against Sid's jawline before he whispered into his ear. "You like this, don't you?" He kept the gun pressed into the smaller man's back, making sure that he knew it was there. "It's loaded, you know..."

   Sid let out a quiet moan, trying to push back against the gun. He liked the way the metal felt against his bare skin, the fear and excitement of a loaded gun being pressed into his sensitive lower back. To be fair, he was pretty sure Chris wouldn't pull the trigger. They had trust in each other, after all. But the thought of it was such a turn on.

   "Yeah..." he responded, "I do..."

   Chris smirked against Sid's jaw, feeling his small hips rub against his crotch. He placed his hand on Sid's waist, pulling him closer and allowing him to feel just how hard he was already. His hand then came up to cup Sid's face.

   "Good," he replied, gently brushing his thumb along Sid's bottom lip, before slipping his thumb into his mouth. "I knew you would..." Sid happily accepted it into his mouth, slowly dragging his tongue along the digit, before lightly nipping on it, nothing too hard, but enough that Chris felt a slight pressure. A shiver went down Chris' spine as he felt the other man's tongue against his skin. He pulled his thumb out of Sid's mouth, then leaned in, capturing his lips in a kiss. It quickly became heated, the kiss all tongue and teeth. He could feel Sid moan into the kiss, only adding to the heat that was building between them.

   "You wanna move this somewhere else?" Chris asked after a few moments, his breathless voice low in the other man's ear. Sid's hands reached up and tangled themselves in Chris' hair, while his body ever so slightly began to grind against the other's, growing restless for what was to come, and just to feel the gun against his back. However, he seemed a little displeased by Chris breaking the kiss, evident by a small whine that left his mouth.

   "No," Sid replied, his voice now carrying a hint of impatience to it, "I want you now."

   "Oh?" Chris said, feigning surprise. "Eager, are we? Well, I'm not opposed to a little quickie, but..." He shifted in his seat, making sure that Sid could feel his hips roll against him, "I'd have a difficult time with you like this, doll." He leaned in, pressing his lips against the side of Sid's neck. "You'll have to get off my lap first."