Torture

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Summary:

anonymous asked:

Scenario of Judar seeing his s/o in sexy lingerie. ;D

Rating - Mature for Sexual Themes / Foreplay

It wasn't fair.

It just wasn't fucking fair.

Judar couldn't believe that his lover was doing this to him. Forcing him to sit idly by while they strutted around in the sexiest damn lingerie he had ever seen. It was like torture, having to watch them without being able to touch them. In fact, he was more angry than turned on at the moment, so furious that they were tormenting him like this. He had his hands resting on his thighs, a tight grip on his pants, gaze locked on a random spot on the wooden floor.

For some reason, he couldn't even watch them. If he was going to look at them, he wanted to touch them, and the conditions they had placed on him prevented that. Judar thought it was stupid, but for some reason he felt compelled to play along. He knew that he could have them any time he wanted, as they had never declined his advances, yet he found himself unable to act. It was like he had grown afraid that they would stay true to their word and decline him the attention they had promised if he complied.

"If you touch me without my permission, you'll never see this outfit again." They had threatened after sitting him down in the horribly uncomfortable chair he currently rested in. Of course, Judar had made a fuss about it in the beginning, but now he found himself unable to talk back. This was completely unlike him, but he was unable to speak a word or move a muscle. He was beginning to grow sick with anticipation, and it only grew worse when his lover spoke to him again.

"What's the matter, tough guy? Why can't you look at me?" They walked around to stand in front of him, hands on their hips. Judar swallowed the lump in his throat, feeling his face burn as he forced his eyes to gaze upon his lover. "Because if I look at you, I want to touch you." They laughed softly, walking a bit closer to be able to reach him. They stood between his legs, running their fingers through his hair gently before leaning in a bit closer to him.

Judar could only gaze upon their body, able to feel his heart beat all through his body, the pounding sound in his ears almost deafening. Able to feel his hands starting to shake from anticipation, he gripped the fabric of his pants tighter to try and resist. He started to become aware of the feeling of his member pressing back up against his pants, and this new realization made him want his lover more.

They gave another light chuckle at the look on Judar's face, forcing his hands out of the way as the moved to straddle him, taking a seat on his legs. Their sex pressed against his own as he was forced to hold his arms up, his shaking hands hovering inches above his lover's waist. The urge to touch them was so great that he found it nearly impossible to control himself, and it grew worse as they reached up to stroke his cheek gently. "You want to touch me that badly, huh?"

A glare came across Judar's features as he looked at them, hating that they were finding humor in this. "What do you fucking think?" His lover gave a small pout, resting their hands on his chest. "Oh come on, there's no need to talk to me like that. Aren't you having fun?" Judar grumbled a bit, not willing to admit that he actually was enjoying this teasing. "Would you be enjoying this if I did it to you?" His lover laughed, letting their hands slowly trail down his stomach, tracing the edges of his toned torso. "You'd never wear something like this, anyway."

"That's not what I mean!" Judar wiggled in his spot a bit, becoming flustered as his body tingled from their touch. "This teasing is driving me crazy and pissing me off!" A small smirk crossed their features as their hands reached his pants, trailing their fingers under the rim. "I think you're enjoying it." Before Judar could retaliate, they pulled his pants down and out of the way before gripping onto his member firmly. Judar took in a sharp breath, a bit surprised by their movement, his hands only moving a bit closer to their body.
His lover leaned in a bit closer as they began to stroke him, letting their lips brush as they spoke.

"No touching."

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