Killian thrashed and groaned to no avail as Pan held him steady and jammed the metal ring into his mouth, forcing it open and fastening the leather straps behind his head. If his arms werenât already restrained, he mightâve killed the imp for the humiliation. But alas, the most he could do was sit there and take it and bide his time until Pan grew bored of him and eventually released him.
âCome on, Captain,â Pan teased, âDonât you like getting new toys? You are a pirate, after all.â
Offering an unamused glare, Killian mustered a grunt in response, huffing in dissent as Pan tore at his clothes with a small dagger until he sat surrounded by the shredded remnants. He would kill the demon for that, not to mention what else he knew was in store.
âI, on the other hand,â Pan started, tugging at the laces on his trousers until they gave enough to drop them and kicking the article aside as he stood between Killianâs spread thighs. Grabbing a fistful of Killianâs hair, Pan wrenched his head back and purred, âWell, you know youâre my most favorite toy of all.â
Thrusting his hips, Pan filled Killianâs mouth far too quickly. Spit and bile threatened to spill out every time he retreated, only to be pushed back down with each plunge.
âGods, this is the best thing I couldâve gotten you,â Pan sighed, moaning as Killian swallowed reluctantly around him. âFuck, Captain. Thatâs it.â His hips stuttered, and Killian wondered if he was already going to come, but he kept going.
âFeels so fucking good, I could use your fucking throat like this forever.â Pan bucked once, twice more, and gasped as he spilled his warm release on Killianâs tongue.
âAnd you know what?â Pan said, ruffling Killianâs hair, his chest heaving as he ruffled Killianâs hair with a mischievous smile. âI think I will.â
Nonny's over here using that O very wisely...
Thank you, glorious friend!!!
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