Junkrat smut

Inferno (Male)

Bondage, muscle kink

The flames within the burning mansion spread like water on a paper towel. And it was your job to stop it completely. You've been a firefighter for awhile now, knowing the ins and outs of putting out fires and stopping them completely. But, you had a bigger problem when it came to them. The starter of them all. The inferno that keeps starting them for the fun of watching the building burn down. You may thing infernos are myths but with many meetings and bumping into the same one proves you wrong. And just so happen to all be Jamison.

The arsonists always sparking building to life that you just so happen to put out. Sometimes he would still be inside them, watching from the inside. You would always end up arguing with him or even having to drag him out of them before the heavy pressured water was sprayed at him.

And the current building just so happen to have the skinny man inside it. He was relaxing on the double king sized bed in the master bedroom. You were panting slightly when you reached the room, after checking all the rooms for anyone of course.

"Awww, the fun police are here." The fire starter pouted, his lips showing a fake frown before they bounced back into a grin. His broken, high pitched giggles escaped over the crackling fire nearby when he noticed the familiar glare in your eyes. Knowing you were on a time limit, you didn't bother to stop to chat with him. You just pulled up your gloves a but more before stomping over. Grabbing the skinny man by his ankles and yanking them on to your shoulders. Sprinting out of the building, avoiding the bigger flames as you made your way out of the mansion.

"Oi, you could be a bit more gentle, ya know!" The man squealed out as his body squirmed and bounced against your back. You kept your mouth shut as you exited through the back, moving around the pool and dropping him on one of the sun beds.

"This is your last warning, Jamison! Stop. Starting. Fires!" You yelled at him like a parent scolding a teenager.

"Or what? You'll take me to the jail? I'll just burn that place up too!" He snarled back as he crossed his arms. His glare disappeared into a grin.

"Let's make a deal!"
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There he was, sitting at your table with a smug smile, a glare on your face. He made a deal about starting fires. He'll stop doing it. But of course it came with a great cost. One you're sure to regret later on.

"Where should we start, honey?" The man teased with a high giggle. You just needed to get it over with, for the sake of less work and more sleep ins. First you pulled out your wallet, counting the bills you had in there before handing the amount he wanted over to him. He snatched to count himself before tucking it away in his cargo shorts.

"Thank you, doll. Now, on your knees and get undressed." He ordered as he stood from his spot. The remark making you pause at first before starting to slip the shirt over your head and unbuckling your pants. Jamison eyed you down as you peeled the clothing off your fit body. That's what he was after, the carved and dips your muscles made as you moved with easy. His eyes snapped back to focus before he looked to the side.

"I need something." Mumbled softly before he hobbled off. After the many times of rescuing him and dragging him out of the house, he seemed to find his way back to you like a magnet. He tend to show up to your house to stay for the night, of course there was still that soft side of you when it comes to a person in need. You let him stay a few nights here and there, just as long as he stayed out of sight and didn't start any fires.

When the uneven steps came back you watched the inferno step behind you. He found the rope you had in the storage.

"Hands behind ya! I didn't need you chickening out of this." Him mumbled out as you followed. The rough rope was tied and knotted and slipped across your body, binding your arms and legs together while your back had a small arch. The inferno watched as your muscles strained against the rope, making them pop out a bit more.

"Perfect!" He chimed with a grin to his lips. Squatting down to meet your eye level. "Pretty thing you are." He winked at you before his hands grabbed at your chest, his hands being warm to the touch. You thought they would be more hotter but you guess he was able to control that. The warmth rubbed and squeezed at your chest as they made their way down to your nipples. Rubbing circles around the small peak.

You whined slight from the sensation, the warm feeling starting to strain in your stomach. The thumb circled once more before it ran over the nub, making it peak full. A hum coming from the inferno before he stood back up. You didn't know that you were breathing a bit harder than normal while your face had a slight hue of pink. The sound of unbuckling and unbuttoning caught your attention. Watching as the cargo shorts that hung on his lean hips slipped down for him to kick to the side, showing that he went commando. The clear bead of pre cum hanging on to the tip of his member.

"Go on." The inferno taunted your gaze, making you look up at him before licking up the bead of liquid. The salty taste staining your taste bud as you cleaned the head. Your tongue slipping down to run through the folds of his foreskin to clean up. A hand grabbed a hand full of your hair before the head pushed its way into your mouth. A muffled sound escaped you from surprise before it was pulled back out. Your saliva dripping from the head.

"Now, lay back." He said and you did, laying on your arms with your legs against your bottom, hiding the obvious bulge your boxers. Jamison stepped over your legs before slowly siding down on your chest, his cock pillowed between your chest.

"Good boy." The compliment making your cheeks burn with embarrassment. Jamison squished your chest together a bit, the muscles flexing against the hard appendix between them before it suddenly moved back. Jamison drew is his hips back before pushing them forwards, watching as the tip of his cock pressed against your lips for the soft kiss. It pulled back before the process was repeated. Watching as you kissed, licked and sucked at the head every time it thrusted up to greet you. The process was sped up after a few minutes, Jamison holding on to your pecs for support as soft grunts and moans escaped him.

At some point, he open his mouth to allow a trail of red tinted saliva flow down on to your chest. Allowing him to move more quicker with extra lubricant. It seemed to help greatly, showing as the inferno's legs were trembling slightly as moans escaped him. And soon enough making the man cum, the sticky liquid painting your chest. Jamison lean hips rocking himself through the blissful release before he was leaning back on your legs panting.

"Goodness." The inferno huffed out in his lost for words brain. You just focused on calming your breathing at the moment. But after a few minutes, the smaller man stood up, slipping those cargo shorts back on his hips to button up and buckle.

"Deals a deal, mate. I'll keep my end." Those words made you sigh out of relief before noticing him hobble away.

"Wait! You still haven't untied me!"