Dreamnotfound Oneshots

[16] Kinky

Extreme Nsfw warning and also sharp objects warning (very kinky stuff,,,bdsm ish) (ps I think it goes without saying but everything I write if consent is not directly stated then it was given beforehand with a safe word, and thats the case in this one. Though its fiction all parties are consenting of all of the actions.)

Clay pushed the smaller boy roughly against the wall, "If you really fucking want to play that game, we can play it." He said sharply, his breath hot against the others ear, sending shivers down his spin as he squirmed under the taller boys touch.

"Try me then." The brunette whispered out, looking up to glare at the boy pressed against him. "On your knees, slut." Clay commanded George, gripping his hair tightly and pushing him down on his knees. With his fingers still wrapped tightly around Georges hair, he pulled his head back earning a gasp from him. "Now..you're going to be a good boy and take everything I give you. And if you get smart with me again I'll make sure you regret it." Clay said, bending down and meeting the eyes of the small boy on the floor.

George whimpered softly, feeling himself grow hard as he watched Clay undo his belt, tossing it aside and hastily pulling off his jeans and boxers. "Suck." The taller man said, then returned his hand to the smallers soft hair, grabbing his head and pushing it forward. George contemplated disobeying Clays orders, but ultimately decided against it for the time. He opened his mouth and went all the way down his length, wasting no time to start bobbing his head up and down, hollowing his cheeks out every so often. Clay moaned lowly as George pulled off, and started running his tongue around the tip, sucking softly.

"Mm fuck good boy." Clay moaned out. George was caught off guard by a sudden push on the back of his head, but complied, letting the younger man face fuck him as he pleased, moaning  around his dick every few seconds to increase the pleasure. George gagged a few times before Clay pulled his dick out of Georges mouth and pushed George down on to the floor, barely having anytime to catch his breath.

Clay kissed him hard, crashing their lips together roughly and biting down on the olders lip a few times, drawing blood that he quickly licked away. Clay pulled at Georges shirt and pants, pulling them off of him and quickly returning to the kiss. "Mm ah~ clay" George moaned between kisses, his hand moving down his own body trying to relieve himself. Clay took notice and smiled into the kiss before grabbing the smaller boys wrists with one of his hands. "Ah ah ah bad boy...you don't get to touch yourself." Clay said laughing at Georges pouting face. Clay grabbed his discarded belt and tied it tightly around Georges frail wrists. "Is that good baby?" He asked as he pushed his hands up over his head and leaning down in to the olders neck. George nodded quickly, whimpering at Clays hot breath against his neck.

Clay sat up, straddling George and pulled something small from his pocket. George heard a familiar click, and then the feeling of cool metal against the side of his neck. He shivered at the feeling, squeezing his eyes shut and tilting his head back to expose more of his neck. Clay dragged the sharp object down Georges neck and all the way down his chest.

"Nn~ i" George moaned out as he felt the blade return to his neck pressing in softly. "I bet you'd like it if I drew blood huh baby?" Clay said teasingly. George went to nod his head but didn't want to move with the sharp object pressed against his throat. "Y-yes p..please please." He whimpered in a small voice.

Clay moved the small knife back down, dragging it across georges pale and unmarked ribs and stomach. He looked at George the whole time, maintaining eye contact so he could pick up on any slight indicator that George wanted him to stop as he didn't want to actually hurt him.

George only whined softly and the feeling and arched his back up, pressing the knife into his skin harder. Clay moved his hand back up and held the blade against Georges throat harshly, not moving for a few seconds before pulling it off of his neck and putting away. George felt tingles run through his entire body and felt like he was on fire. All of his nerve ending burning in the best way.