Page 27 of We Own Each Other

As soon as I took it, Corin let the loop slide off his finger, and the full weight of all of them tugged against my hand and wrist. I whistled, studying the reflective surface.

“I haven’t. I imagined you were more of a whips-and-chains kind of guy, but I guess this isn’t too far off.”

His laugh was deep and soft, like a thick, warm blanket.

“I have those, too, but I’d like to stuff you with these if you don’t mind.”

For having such a rough exterior, he was as soft and tender as a teddy bear. Without responding, I turned back onto my back and finished undoing my pants. I could feel the weight of his stare, but I refused to look his way, tugging the waist down to expose my cock and the rumpled underwear just barely clinging to my thighs.

In a whisper, I said:

“I don’t mind at all.”

The bed shifted with his weight, and within seconds, his face was in my view once more, though upside down. He wasn’t smiling, his face frozen in a deadly serious expression. I stared into his crimson eyes, peeling off my underwear and my pants to expose myself fully. As soon as my lower half was completely bare, I gave my first command:

“Kiss me.”

His body gave a satisfying jolt, and his eyes, serious and cold, were suddenly warm. He blinked for a while, clearly shocked by the sudden switch from being the Dom to being dominated. As soon as it washed over him that he could be both, his lips turned up into a smile of pure satisfaction.

Finally, he knelt down, pressing his lips to mine.

I shoved my tongue between his chaste lips, invading him just as I was doing to myself down below. Spreading my legs and lifting my knees, I pressed my fingers into my taint and slid down to my flaring hole.

If he wanted me to take five of those balls, I had to make sure I was truly prepared.

Thankfully, I was still wet from the prep before our date, though I could only fit two fingers through my taut muscle.

I churned the lube that lingered inside, unsure if that was the wet sounds I was hearing or if it was just the sound of Corin’s mouth as I thoroughly tongue-fucked it. He was making the sweetest whimpering sounds, and there were moments where I wasn’t sure if I was fingering myself or him. It became clear, though, as our mouths parted and a sudden wave of pleasure coursed up from my insides and washed over me in a shudder.

I moaned, whining like a pitiful kitten.

Corin responded with a jolt, like my pleasure was coursing directly into him, though how that was possible, I couldn’t imagine.

Groaning, he muttered:

“Please tell me you’re ready.”

I could only nod, which prompted him to crawl down the bed toward my naked bottom half. As he did, I glanced at his crotch, expecting to see something straining against the front of his pants, but there was nothing to be found. I blinked, confused.

Had he cum from just this and gone soft?

Was this not enough for him?

I wasn’t sure how good I was outside of the bedroom, but I had always been more than confident in my skills inside it. Maybe he just needed a bit more stimulation?

As he shifted, making his way back to his place between my legs, the metal balls I had carelessly left on the bed started clacking together.

I pulled my fingers out, wincing at the sudden emptiness I felt, and reached for them. But before I could touch them, Corin’s hand grasped my own, pinning it down into the bed. When my gaze met his, he growled:

“Freeze.”

It was like his Dom commands were a switch, directly linked to my entire body. My muscles seized, preventing me from doing anything but the most minute or necessary actions.

He waited, watching me, and when I didn’t make a single move, he smiled and grabbed the balls. Corin could’ve let my hand go, but he didn’t, squeezing it in his. It was such a gentle and platonic action in comparison to everything else going on, but that was enough to make my heart flutter.

But then I felt it.

I could feel it stretching me, that cold, hard, foreign thing breaching my entrance. It stretched and stretched until my hole gripped its apex, and then it slipped right inside to rest within my walls with a satisfying squelch from all of the lube. It sat there in my abdomen, weighty and mildly uncomfortable. I was compelled to push it out, but just as I was beginning to reflexively do so, Corin was pressing the second one inside.