𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙙𝙤𝙢 ⚡︎𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙬𝙚

14

quick warning: not fluff

days have passed since the last insistent. all the men have grown warmer around jack and zach. nonetheless, something always has to happen.

corbyn, daniel, and jack were all cuddled on a couch in the living room. a cheesy romantic movie was playing on the screen, as the two olders showered jack with attention. the curly headed boy was currently squished in between corbyn and daniel, smiling in satisfaction. once the movie turned to the credits screen, corbyn shifted away from the other two.

"alright, time for bed. jack, you finished your chores, correct?" the blond asked. jack looked up to the boy with pleading eyes.

"i uhm... forgot t-to do the dishes... i'm sorry, daddy, i'm sorry." with an aggravated sigh, corbyn shakes his head. 

"Jack, go do the dishes and then you can go to bed." as the short boy walks to the kitchen he lets out a dramatic, whiny complaint.

"What was that?!" the tall blonde questions loudly. Jack jumps slightly at the sudden voice level and moves in short, yet quick steps to the kitchen. "DON'T WALK AWAY FROM ME!"

Jack has made Corbyn mad. The older boy pulls the younger into his chest which causes him to whimper. Hot tear run down the small boy's scared cheeks as Corbyn squeezes the life out of him.

"d-daddy, ow. ow! you're hurting!" jack yelps in pain. he looks over the blond's shoulder in search of daniel, panic increasing when he is nowhere to be seen.

"we have been so kind to the two of you. especially you." corbyn grunts, clearly angry. "and you still act like a bitch. i'm not playing nice anymore, jack." and with that, corbyn drags jack into an all too familiar room.

the blond pushes the younger onto the red sheeted bed. metal handcuffs are placed onto jack's fair skin along with a ball gag in his mouth. all of the older's movements were too quick for jack to comprehend. he was scared. soon enough, corbyn removes his shirt and joggers, before ripping off the other's.

"this is it, jack. no more taking it easy." the words that left the blond's lips in suck a gruff way, caused whispers to leave jack's mouth and chills to run down his spine.

with no warning, corbyn removes the two's final articles of clothing before sharply thrusting into jack. ear bursting screams escape the youngers lips, although the gag in his mouth allowing most of the sounds to muffle. this was jack's first time. he was feeling nothing but pain as corbyn increased is pace. the younger was tight, in no mood, and completely dry. even though jack was feeling nothing but excruciating pain, corbyn was in seventh heaven, from pleasure.

"fuck, jack. ugh you're so fucking tight- ugh." the blond was closing in on his release, causing him to thrust relentlessly. and as corbyn painted jack's walls with his cum, the other sobbed into his own shoulder.

a few minutes passed before the older pulled out. not bothering to aid to the other, he slipped his own clothes back on, before giving jack a harsh slap on the ass.

"that will teach you, you bitch. expect extra chores tomorrow as well." and with that, jack was left alone in the dark room, drowning in his own pain and tears.

a/n:
fuck.

unedited