I Hope That I Communicate The Craving

"Fuck, Nicoooo-" Axel slurred and whined as his mouth was freed. Nico's lips found his neck now, and the man bit down hard on the skin. Seal cried out, hand throwing itself up to grab a fistful of greasy hair and tug. Blurry growled deep into his skin, and sucked a hard bruise that brought blood welling to the very top layer. When he bit down again, his canines broke Axel's skin and blood beaded up from the fresh wound, soothed with a long lick. They both smelled like blood now. Blood, sweat, and whiskey from the bottle they had been sharing in shot glasses and chasing with flat Dr. Pepper.

"Shut up," Nico growled, words slippery on his own drunk tongue, "I wanna fuck your mouth."

The words made Axel's legs tremble, and he whimpered as his body was shoved downwards, to the floor. His knees hit the hardwood with a snap, and they groaned in annoyance. Looking upwards, their vision swam as the light of the room shining behind the still standing man blinded him. He could hear the sound of the bulb buzzing far away, and the sensation brought a headache on as his stomach cramped.

"I feel sick," Axel mumbled, "My stomach hurts."

"Don't give a fuck." Nico muttered, leaning one of his palms on the wall behind Axel. The other was busy fumbling with the button of his jeans. Smeared fingers shook through the drunkenness, missing the corner with a near surprising consistency. A growl fueled itself under his breath, and his curses began to grow more frustrated as he continued to slur and fail. Worried of what might happen if he exploded, Axel willed himself forward enough to find the button himself. With two hands rather than one, it was easier for him to weave the button through its hole and pull the zipper slowly down, looking back up to find Blurryface smirking.

"I knew y'wanted to suck my cock." The words were amused, and his free hand pushed his pants down to his hips. They fell around his knees soon, and with them his underwear. Axel was left face to cock with Nico, his flushed red head already leaking precum as he wrapped his hand around himself and pumped languidly. The sight wasn't bad, certainly, but the alcohol in Axel's stomach warned him with a soft gurgle and a hiccup. The sensation brought drool with it, and he wasn't paying any attention until Nico pressed the head of his cock to seals lips.

"C'mon and open up," Blurry hissed impatiently, "It's not going to suck itself, slut."

The words made Axel roll his eyes. The cock pushed past his open mouth when he tried to say 'fuck you', slipping against his tongue and shoving itself down the back of his throat. While being drunk let Axel's throat relax enough to take the other's dick to the base, pressing his nose to a fuzzy and flexing tummy, seal wasn't ready for it.

A heavy, guttural gag left his mouth, and with it his stomach churned in discomfort. The cock was held there, and when Axel tried to scramble backwards to free himself, he only slammed his head against the wall behind him. The cock followed with him, keeping itself buried in his mouth before pulling back out. Blurryface gave Axel only one second to cough and exhale before his cock was pushed all the way in again, and the same gagged noise broke out of seals lips.

Drool flowed from Axel's mouth, leaking all around Nico's dick and dribbling down to the floor between the both of them. Some got on Axel's legs, barely keeping himself on his knees as his head hit the back of the wall with every unforgiving thrust Nico delivered. When Axel looked up, his eyes were flooded with tears from over his glasses. The lenses had fogged up and his cheeks were bright red from alcohol and lack of air. Even his nose was snotted up, dripping down his lips to mix with the already existing drool and precum.

"You look so fucking disgusting," Nico gasped out cruelly as he pushed his hips faster, "Drooling and getting my dick all snotty. You're crying like a bitch. You're a bitch. You're my bitch - fuck - fuck you!"

Axel had stuck his teeth out slightly to scrape the moving appendage, shooting a slurred glare up that had Blurry pushing his head back by the forehead. Pinning Axel to the wall, he kept moving his dick, using the other's mouth like a flesh light as he chased his drunken high. Axel's headache grew worse. Every punch to the back of his throat jostled his uvula, and his stomach was starting to hurt unbearably. Every gag he made around Nico's wet dick brought the urge to vomit more. He reached out his hands blindly, slapping on the standing man's thigh and tugging at the hand keeping him pinned. Trying to warn him.

Nico only moved his hips faster. Harder. Balls hit Axel's chin. Blurry pushed Axel's hand away from his hips in favor of pressing forward. Stepping and practically forcing seal to take the entire length of his dick down his throat, a groan of pleasure making its way out his lips while Axel's stomach could not take the churning sensation within itself anymore.

One gag. Two. The third one had vomit rising up with it, acidic and painful as whiskey joined in washing over the cock within it. Nico paused his thrusting with his cock halfway in Axel's mouth and watched as the other heaved and sobbed around him. Seal's frothy vomit, brown tinged and sticky, fell around him. It made a mess down Axel's lap, leaking across Nico's dick and dribbling down his balls. The sight made it twitch inside Axel's contracting throat, each heave massaging what was inside of it.

"Fucking dammit," Nico hissed, "You're making such a mess on my cock. Is it too much for you to handle? What a little baby. What? You crying? Crying around my cock? You're fucking sick, look at this mess! Freak."

The words went to Axel's cunt, his dick throbbing between his jeans as he cried out around Nico. The vibration went up his shaft, making him thrust again into the other's mouth. Seal felt another heave of vomit echo out as his mouth continued to be fucked through the warm, wet mix of drool and heaved whiskey. The liquor and acid made his mouth froth, foamy bubbles and spit a waterfall down his chin as Nico fucked his mouth even deeper. Losing himself in the contracting warmth it gave.

Nico's hand tightened in seal's hair. He held seal firm as he continued to push his cock into the mess. There was an obnoxious squishing and squealching that echoed between Axel's sobs and belches as his body became void of anything else to throw up. He was swallowing now if anything, the cock pushing bits of his bile back down his throat and making his eyes roll into the back of his head as the sense of asphyxiation began to overtake him. He couldn't breathe like this. His nose was stuffed up. He wailed.

The sensation was enough to send Blurry over the edge. He groaned as he stilled inside Axel's mouth, unloading his balls down his throat. Forcing the already burning, sore esophagus to contract as the other man swallowed down the liquid. A few more gags followed, and Axel spit up strands of cum with his spit as his body tried to refuse the liquid entry. Some slipped up and out his nose alongside his snot, making him cry even harder, as if his body was trying to breathe through his eyeballs.

Blurryface kept his softening cock inside Axel's mouth for a few more long, cruel moments, smirking as he watched the tears fall down his red face. He finally pulled out, though, slipping his cum and vomit covered dick out of the battered lips. Axel threw his head forward and heaved, spitting out long strands of sick that fell to the ground from his lips without snapping. He was a disgusting, sticky mess still crying and trembling as his body registered the shock of his vomit.

"Fuuuuck." Blurryface groaned, resting his head on the wall and staring down at Axel. The other looked up with hazy, tired eyes. Axel could only whine up, his body rocking to try and put pressure on his own throbbing dick as his underwear became soaked in his jeans. A smirk played across Nico's face, revealing the tips of his slightly too sharp canines as he did so.

"You're still horny?" Blurry clicked his tongue, "What a pervert."

"Nico please." Axel sobbed, but he didn't know what he was really begging for. His heart hurt. His stomach hurt. His dick was THROBBING.

So when Blurry brought his sock-clad foot up between Axel's legs and pressed down on his cock with the heel of it, seal couldn't help but throw his head back on the wall and choke out a raspy moan. His hips bucked forward on instinct, grinding down obsessivley on the new friction.

"Yeah," Blurry laughed, "Getting off on my foot like a horny mutt. You do this every time we get drunk, just turn into a whore for me. Well, you always are really, aren't you?"

He pressed down harder, and Axel cried out.

"Say it."

"S-ay-?"

"Say you're mine, and I'll let you cum."

"F-Fuck off!"

Blurry began to pull his foot away, and Axel cried out in disapproval. Toes hovering over his dick, just barely grazing, drove seal to beg quicker than he might have if he hadn't just vomited over himself:

"I'm y-yours," Axel sobbed, "I'm yours th-ere now please please please Blurry please le-FUCK-!"

A heel slammed into his crotch now, digging and grinding with nothing but pure force. It ached and almost hurt, but Axel followed against it with a hungry desperation. All the working up the both of them had done had him letting go fast. Soon he was trembling, thighs clenching around Blurry's foot as he came in his pants, soaking his underwear and dampening the jean fabric just enough for it to be noticeable. Blurry pulled his foot away with a laugh.

"That was disgusting." He spat, "It was hot."

"Yeah." Axel moaned as he leaned on the hallway wall again, slumping back in exhaustion, "...Sorry I vomited on your dick."

"I just said it was hot," Blurry rolled his eyes before going ahead and slipping his jeans and boxers off of his body completely. He was naked from the waist down, save for his socks, in front of Axel. Axel squinted, unsure of what his plan was as he shucked his shirt off of himself as well.

Then a hand was wrapped around his arm and he was hauled up, leaning against the naked man as he adjusted Axel with a grunt.

"Wh're you doing...." Axel mumbled with a frown.

"We're showering," Blurry scrunched his nose up, "Unless you wanna keep stewing in your own vomit."

"And your cum." Axel snarked back.

"You fucking reek, man," Blurry laughed, "You're showering."

"Whatever."

Casper knew he shouldn’t stare. He should focus on what he was doing… but, god… The thought made his mouth water…

“Can I help you, my dear?” Loki eyed him from her usual reading spot in her green armchair, smirking a knowing grin.

Cas looked away, burying his face in his sketchbook to hide his blushing. “No, I’m good, Lokes.”

“Really? Because your thoughts are very loud.”

Cas gripped his pencil harder. Curse having an all-powerful sorceress as a wife…

He sighed, looking his wife in the eyes. “Lokes… I know we’re married and I can ask you anything.”

 “Anything,” she reassured. 

Cas got up from his spot on the bed, walking slowly to Loki’s armchair, kneeling before her. “I’ve had this fantasy, and I would love if… if you would let me… um-”

Fuck… Seeing her look down like that, eyes hooded and sparkling with mischief, it made the mortal speechless.

“Yes, pet?” Loki cupped Cas’s chin the way he liked.

“Would you please let me suck your tits?”

Loki smiled, hearing what she wanted to hear. “If you’re asking to worship your goddess, the answer is always yes, my pet.” Without another word, she removed her shirt and bra, letting her breasts fall into view. Cas’s mouth hung open as he stared at them, a bit of drool dribbling down his mouth, practically hypnotized by them.

“Aww… I know, dear. They are stunning, aren’t they?” She cupped his face yet again, this time wiping the saliva from his chin and putting it back in his mouth, pushing her fingers in. Cas gagged on her fingers, but ran his tongue over the digits nonetheless. He tried keeping eye contact, he really tried, but his eyes kept darting to her gorgeous breasts.

Loki noticed this and removed her fingers, letting Casper gasp for air. She moved in a way that let them jiggle freely, which made Cas’s mouth water even more. But he kneeled there at her feet, waiting for permission like the good pet he was.

“I wonder how long you could stay there, kneeling at my feet, waiting for my command.” Cas knew the answer: he would stay there forever, though not without struggle as he waited for what it was he truly wanted.

“But, you know the one thing about pets, don’t you?” Cas tilted his head like a dog, the sub and puppyspace kicking in. “They don’t wear clothes, do they? Plus, I shouldn’t be the only one exposed here… I want to see you.”

Without question, Cas undressed down to his underwear, letting himself be more exposed than she was.

“That is more like it,” Loki smiled, spreading her legs wide–a false invitation. Cas knew better, and was rewarded as such. “Good boy… I have trained you well, haven’t I? As much as I love the sight of you drooling at the sight of me, my breasts are getting a bit cold.”

Cas’s face lit up, and if he had a tail, it would be wagging nonstop.

“Shall I give you what you want?”

He nodded frantically. Pleasepleasepleasepleasepleaseplease-

“Alright then,” she ran her hands along her tits, making them move, “worship your goddess.”

Like a starved wolf being let out, Cas jumped up onto Loki’s lap, straddling it. He took one peak into his mouth, eyes rolling back at the taste he had been wanting for so long. He ran his tongue over her areola and nipple, sucking as if it produced the sweet nectar he needed to survive. With his other hand, he grabbed the other breast, squeezing her cold skin and running his fingers everywhere he could reach.

Loki smiled, moaning at the sensation. “Good boy, pet… So skillful…”

The praise rang on half-deaf ears. The sensation and feeling he was giving to his lover overwhelmed him, clouding his mind. But the praise registered, which only fueled him more. He moved his ministrations to her other breast, taking it in his mouth.

“I do think you’re the most devoted pet I have ever had. We could get you a collar that pets wear on Midgard, with a little charm and all.” Cas moaned onto her breast at the thought, and Loki moaned in return at the vibrations.“‘If lost, return to Loki’ on it. Engraved in gold. So everyone can know who you belong to. Or we could get you a fancier Asgardian one. A bit more subtle, sure… but imagine it.”

Cas started to hump Loki’s thigh, trying to get as much friction onto his clit as he could. He was already soaking wet, and the juices from his underwear smeared onto Loki’s pant leg.

“Soaking wet already… just from sucking my breasts,” she tsked and smiled, "desperate pet…”

Kissing and biting everywhere he could manage, Cas was on cloud nine. His mind spinned, almost in a trance. His mind fixated and focused on nothing but his goddess’s breasts. This is what he wanted. This was heaven.

His thighs quickened, but was stopped by Loki’s hands. “Now, now. This is about my pleasure, not yours. You’re worshipping me, after all.” Cas nodded, sad, but understanding. “Good pet…” She ran her fingers along Cas’s bottom lip, admiring the view: mouth dribbling with spit, eyes glassy, waiting eagerly for her next command. Loki thought it was the most adorable thing she had ever seen. How lucky she was to have such a devoted pet. “Would you like to keep worshipping me, or do you think you’ve been good enough to deserve a treat?”

Cas’s brain short-circuited. 

“Aww… it’s alright, pet. I know how dumb you get when you worship me. Your brain turns off and there’s nothing to think about but pleasuring your goddess. How about I think for you, hm?”

Cas nodded.