pet palace (mafia AU)

learning lessons

By the time the vibrators died, errors legs had gone numb. He moaned in relief as more tears slid down his face, his toes twitching as the dildo slowly slipped out of him, dropping into a puddle of his own slick. He had peaked 46 times since he last lost count. His mind was clouded with pain as his ass throbbed, overstimulated and sore. He twitched his fingers and whimpered, trying to shift into a more comfortable position, his hips pulling painfully making him wince.

After a minute he decided that staying slack was the best choice. His echo stomach and inside of his thighs were caked in cum, itching and flaking off. He tried to swallow around the gag; the inside of his mouth filled with spit but oddly felt dry. He couldn't feel his toes as they twitched, the ropes had dug into the bones, making them bruise yellow .

Error barely reacted when the door opened and the lights were flipped on. "Oh my, you look terrible," ink teased and he sat down on the bed, reaching out and undoing the gag. Error gagged slightly as he was able to swallow properly. Ink took errors chin and tilled his face up "you poor thing~". Errors face was streaked with tears and saliva, eyelights blown out and lids heavy. "Please...." he groaned, lolling his head slightly, closing his eyes.

Ink laughed "danm, you're being so polite" he teased as he started picking at the knots, loosening the ropes "is this all it takes? Make you cum till you can't keep your eyes open?". Error moaned as the ropes went slack, falling away. He flexed his hands and slowly let his legs down.

Ink smirked as error splayed out on his side, running a finger over his side. "You made quite a mess of yourself" he said softly, nudging apart his legs, earning a whimper "how about we get you cleaned up". Ink kissed errors forehead then went into the bathroom.

Error twitch as he heard running water. His throat was horace, and with the pressure removed the pain was more pronounced. He tried to lift his head but his back was too stiff. He drew his knees to his chest, knees knocking painfully against each other. The water stopped and ink came out of the bathroom. "Alright" he said, pulling off his over shirt and picking up error bridle style.

Errors cheek rested gently against inks tee-shirt, feeling his chest rise and fall. He squinted as he was carried onto the bathroom, the bright lights stinging his eyes. "There we go~" ink cooed as he sat error into a filled bathtub. The water was warm and nice against his bones, Making his stiff joints relax. Ink gently took errors arm, and began to softly scrub him with a luffa. He started to hum as error sighed, resting his head on the back of the tub. Ink moved to errors chest, scrubbing his ribs and sternum, then down to his stomach. The water started to turn a chalking blue as the dried liquids dissolved.

Gently spreading his legs, ink scrubbed off errors thighs and legs, being careful around the bruises. Switching to a softer sponge, ink let errors member rest against his hand as he wiped off the cake. Error flinched at the touch, making ink smirk "still so sensitive" he cooed, brushing over his tip and making him jump "Sweet baby". Ink finished cleaning him off, then laid a towel out on the floor, lifting error out of the water and setting him down.

"There we go" ink said, rubbing errors face dry, then his shoulders and moved down the rest of his body. Ink tossed the used towel aside and grabbed a clean one. He wrapped him up and took him back to the bed, laying him out. He went to the wardrobe and pulled out a clean white shirt, then back to error. He pulled the shirt over errors head, threading his arms through the sleeves; It was long and cut off around errors knees.

Ink slide his hands up errors thighs, pushing away the fabric as his fingers slid over the gel. "You have such a beautiful body" he cooed, cupping errors hips "so beautiful. I wanna decorate it with ropes and gems". Error flinched as ink kissed his inner thigh, smirking at the reaction. "You poor baby" he cooed as he let light fingers slide up errors length "let me help you". Errors breathe hitched as ink let the tip of his finger tap against his tip.

The head of his dick was swollen, dark blue magic gathered at the tip, almost as if it was asking to be touched. Error whimpered as ink made slow, circular motions around the mouth of his urethra. His body was beyond exhausted, and he desperately wanted to deconstruct the appendage, but he ached for stimulation where it mattered. "That's it, god boy" ink mumbled as he wrapped his other hand around the shaft, slowly pumping upwards. Error squeaked out a moan, shivering as a bead of precum was rung out, dripping onto ink's hand. "Haaa" error gasped, grabbing at the bedsheets.

"Come on~ you'll feel better" ink cooed, quickening his movements. Errors hips bucked as he moaned, toes curling as the pressure in his stomach grew painful. He moaned loudly as a tin trail of cum dripped from his tip. Ink drew out the feeling, tears slipping down his face. "Aww is that it?" ink teased, picking up the towel and wiping off his hands then error. Ink rolled error on his side, tucking his knees up, and draping a blanket over him. "You're being so nice~" he cooed, kissing errors forehead "lets hope this little lesson sticks"