(NSFW) SHORT ā Lucius Killinger (01)
Originally Written: 07-14-21
Prompt: Lucius + edging/brat-taming
Lucius is a brat. Truly and utterly. Someone like him, whoās always had exactly what he wants and no one to tell him no, can be absolutely insufferable. You like him, and he has his own kind of charm, but that doesnāt change the fact that you have to put him in his place sometimes.Ā
And... this is turning out to be one of those times. Christmas is approaching. You have family to spend time with, friends to see, events to attend, and of course, Lucius to keep satisfied. Thatās the hard part.Ā
For the past few days, heās been a pest. Constantly texting you, leaving message after message on your phone, and then acting ācoolā whenever youāre actually spending time with him. Like he doesnāt care at all that youāre there. He demands your attention when youāre busy, then blows you off when youāre free. Itās getting very, very old, very, very fast.Ā
You can put up with it for a little while. After all, you are used to Lucius and his behavior. Youāre dating him for a reason. He has his cute moments, even if they can be few and far between. And of course, you know how lonely he is. Even at his worst, youāre aware that Luciusās nasty actions are almost always motivated by a combination of loneliness, terror that youāll leave him, and bad habits caused by no one ever denying him. Heās not used to being around someone whoās willing to tell him no.Ā
But you draw a line when he starts taking it out on your friends.Ā
āLucius, what do you think youāre doing!?ā you snap, dragging the boy into your dorm with a hand fisted in his sleeve. āSeriously! What was that!?ā
He makes a huffy noise. āExactly what you saw. That boy was getting too close to whatās mine, so I reminded him of his place. You should understand that I simply canāt tolerate people approaching whatās mine.ā
You can feel a spot by your eye twitching. He canāt be serious. Considering that he just snapped at one of your friends, insulted him, and appeared to entirely assume that said friend was coming onto you, youāre not exactly happy with what he just did. Is Lucius that lonely?
He flops down on your bed with a pout. You look at him for a moment, debating what to do. And then... you decide on an idea that seems pretty functional. Youāll get back at the little pest and give him some attention.Ā
So you sit down over his lap and shove him back to the bed.Ā
āWh-What are you doing!?ā Lucius squeaks, bravado gone.Ā
āYou wanted attention right? Youāre going to get it. Play nice, and Iāll make it good for you.ā With a wide smirk across your face, you go for his shirt buttons none too gently. It takes Lucius a stunned moment to get the message, but when he does, he quickly starts to help. Heās out of his shirt in no time, belt next, and then wriggles out of his pants and underwear while you pull your own shirt over your head and shed your skirt in a flash.Ā
When you pin him to the bed, you go right for biting a rough, stinging mark into Luciusās throat. He squirms and gasps at the sharp sensation, so you do it again, harder this time, delighting in how he whines.Ā
āH-Hey, too roughā!ā he squeaks. You grab his wrists and pin them.Ā
āQuiet. Youāve been a brat, so Iām going to do what I want. You can lie there and take it, or we can be done here and now,ā you say. Lucius stares up at you with wide, shocked eyes. He gulps and slowly nods. You love putting this boy in his place. āGood. Now keep your hands right there.ā
Letting go, youāre pleased to see that Lucius doesnāt try to move. You reach down and give his cock a few quick strokes, feeling him harden in your touch almost instantly. He lets out a whiny, complaining sound, and tries to buck up into your hand, but you pin his hips instead. You watch his face. As you rub your thumb cruelly against his tip, Luciusās whole face scrunches up with miserable, desperate pleasure. Little, gasping moans tear out of him.Ā
As soon as heās hard enough to be ready, you adjust your position, line him up, and sink down on his cock all the way in one go. It stings, but not badly enough to deter you. The way Lucius yelps and writhes makes the slight pain totally worth it. You grab his wrists again and force them down, leaning in to kiss him as you do; the kind of clashing lips and clacking teeth.
Luciusās hips keep giving twitching, short thrusts up into you that send short bolts of pleasure up your spine. But letting it continue is giving the boy too much control, and you donāt intend to be that nice this time around.Ā
āStay still,ā you hiss. āAnd donāt you dare come.ā
āYouāre mean,ā he sobs. You stay perfectly still.Ā
It doesnāt take long for Lucius to break. With a whiny sob, he twists his head to the side and starts to beg. The heat of you around him is too much for him to takeā you were expecting exactly that. His self-control is awful, and when tortured with pleasure, it never takes much for you to win.Ā
And when you do move, he all but shrieks. His wrists strain helplessly against your grip, but Lucius is a tiny, skinny thing, and you can keep him pinned with hardly any effort at all. You ride him hard and fast, chasing your own pleasure while he whimpers gasping breaths, and fights what you know is a creeping orgasm. How sweet. Heās at least trying to obey.Ā
āDonāt come,ā you remind him. āI mean it. If you do, Iāll make you do it two more times, then wonāt let you do anything for a fucking week. You can learn to be less of a brat and listen to me, or Iāll make it happen.ā
āIām sorry!ā he cries. āS-Sorry, Iām serious! Let me c-come already, please!ā How quickly his arrogance crumbles. You could laugh.Ā
Youāll take pity on him soon enough, but until then, youāre going to punish him a little more. Maybe thisāll teach him to be less of a pest.Ā














