quick tags/warning: porn with no plot, marking, bondage, handjob, blindfolding, edging, aftercare.
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pink suited laios
It matched the blush on his skin, bruised with hickeys and bite marks you've done on his shoulders and pecs. Poor thing, the last thirty minutes have been nothing but a sensory overload jittering throughout his body – silk ribbons tight over his plushy flesh shibari style, your curious hands exploring his most sensitive parts, the cock ring knotted over the base of his shaft and his covered eyes, forcing him to only feel what's happening, anticipating what's to come next.
He couldn't move, he couldn't complain, but oh my god he didn't care.
Even in his worn-out state, you continued to pump his dick mercilessly until his cries came out raw, and his moans were merely hiccups. Edging his poor dick, taking him closer and closer to sweet release, then meanly removing your hand to pinch his bruised nipples.
You grinned at the image before you. He looked so cute covered in snot, drool, and precum. babbling incoherent pleas, twitching at your every touch. You pulled him in for a long overdue kiss on his parted mouth, feeling him melt in your hold, keening against your lips. Just as he was gaining back a bit dominance, you played with his leaking tip, forcing a strangled moan out of him.
You pulled away, “What's the matter, pretty boy? You don't like it when I touch you like this?” You whispered against the shell of his ear, as you tightened your grip around his base, his trapped words only coming out broken sobs and cries. He hurriedly shook his head, “N-No, please-se, keep touching me” he stuttered as he sniffled, “I promise I'll be good~”
You loosen your grip as your eyes darkened. “You'll be good~?”
“I'll be good!~” he whimpered, arching his back, and weakly lifting his legs for you. He was clearly exhausted but the only thing on Laios' mind was to please you in any way he could, you couldn't help but to coo at the lewd sight.
You managed to move yourself behind his back, his bigger body now between your thighs, as you gently trailed up his tied arms, making him shiver. “But you are good, Laios. Perfect even. I didn't expect you to hold out this long” You praised as you kissed his shoulder and untied his blindfold, revealing bloodshot eyes, blown out entirely in dilated pupils. You smiled warmly, “What does my pretty boy want?” you grabbed his cheeks so he face you properly. One sight of you, and he quickly closed the gap between your lips– hungrily and desperately tasting every corner of your mouth the way he yearned to all night. His hips bucked into the phantom of your hand, whining in your mouth at the lack of touch. You pulled away to puppy eyes and pouting swollen lips.
“you want to come, baby?”
He nodded shamelessly and vigorously as if he'd gone completely non-verbal. He needs release now, and only by you.
“Here, you do it.” You ghost your hand over his dick.
You were going to make him fvck it himself? He was tired and worn out and his legs burned, but he wanted to be good, so badly.
He begins to rut into your hand slowly, too overwhelmed with pleasure to keep going, "Ngh, I-I can't"-
"Yes you can" you cut him off, "Just keep going. I want to see you come all over my hand" he blinked away blobs of tears as he picked up the pace, sobbing brokenly as he bucked his hips up and down.
"Yes~ Just like that." You praised making him fvck faster. Your bodies were sticking to each other, with only the sounds of slapping and his long mewls heard throughout the room. The icing on the cake was you pinched his untouched nipple after so long. Laois let out a guttural moan, as loads of hot seeds flooded over your hand, and a little got on his fvcked out face.
A little picture-worthy if you do say so.
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After a hot bath and pain meds, Laios was knocked out between a new comforter and clean sheets. You joined him a little later after taking a shower and drinking tea. You suspected that he was going to sleep first, but still brought some peppermint tea in a thermos in case he woke up. Attempting to get in bed as quietly as possible, you were pulled into a pair of big arms.
“Laios!” You whispered and yelled in surprise “I thought you were sleeping!”. The stronger man snuggled his face into the crook of your neck, “ I was waiting for you. How're you feeling? You know, after that?” he rasped.
You couldn't help but smile stupidly. As a dom, you were so used to being the caretaker during and after a session. It felt nice to be checked up on too. You turned to comb your fingers through his short hair, feeling him hum contently to your touch. “I feel amazing, thanks for asking” Laios smiled tiredly, leaning down to plant a kiss on your forehead.
He pulled back frantically, “Are we allowed to do that after?”
You laughed at his genuine question, placing one on his bright red cheek too, “Of course we are”
“You want some tea?”
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A/N: first time posting smut. constructive critism is always welcomed
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