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On the third night, he didn’t have Luke bend over the cot to get it from behind. He let him lay on it, made him lift his legs after he’d been prepped, and pinned his wrists.
He hadn't taken off his coat, but it hung open, and in the light of the lanterns in the hall, he could see the hems of Jagger’s shirts. It seemed he had three on.
“Why can’t I see all of you?” Luke dared to ask as he kept his knees drawn up to his chest. “You’ve been seeing all of me for a while.”
“Aren’t you cold?"
“No…” Luke raised an eyebrow. “It’s cool in here, but it’s pleasant to me even though I'm naked.”
Jagger shook his head. “I think we feel the temperature quite differently.”
Maybe he was deficient in something, and that was why. Luke had heard about that once, but it was hard to think further once his hole started being filled.
Even though Jagger kept his wrists pinned, it was still nice to be fucked in a different position. He loved being tied up and taken, but he could enjoy sex without that. He wanted to put his arms around Jagger, but that wasn’t happening.
Jagger certainly seemed to be enjoying himself, and Luke was too, but his frustration was also mounting. No orgasm for three days was one thing, but a cock cage locked onto his dick was another. He couldn’t even get morning wood with the thing on, his cock tended to randomly leak, and he’d been rather desperate to get railed. Normally, getting fucked would relieve that urge.
During sex, the stimulation of his rim and prostate felt good, but the expected end result wouldn’t happen. He’d just leak more fluid.
The longer it went, the more he wanted it, and he wasn’t sure when Jagger would fuck him again once they left. Once the cage was off, he knew he better not dare touch himself.
Jagger’s breathing had picked up, and he leaned in close to rub his cheek on Luke’s while he pumped his shaft in and out. He sounded close, and Luke didn’t want any of this to end quite yet.
He hooked his legs around Jagger’s waist, trying to pull him in deeper, and he nuzzled his owner’s neck as the words spilled out before he could remember he shouldn’t beg.
“Please-Sir, please.”
“I’m already pounding you. What more do you want?”
“I want to cum on your cock. I need it. Please-the cage-fuck!”
Jagger let out a breathless chuckle against his cheek. “My needy little slave. I likethatkind of begging. Do you really want to cum on my cock that badly?”
“Yes, please!” Luke tightened his legs the best he could.
“You’ll get to when-I’m ready. Not tonight...” Jagger’s warm breath puffed against his ear as he grunted.
Jagger tensed against him as his thrusts grew erratic, and he filled his slave’s tight hole. Luke squeezed and clenched around the shaft just so he could make it better for his owner who was moaning into his neck.
And now he knew he could beg for something in the future, likely get it, and make Jagger happy in the process.
Chapter Seven
Luke thought there had been a mistake at breakfast.
He was used to the nasty gruel at every meal. It was barely enough, so when he saw proper food instead of gross, grey slop, he thought they accidentally gave him some guard’s breakfast.
Maybe Jagger had it made for him. Or perhaps everyone got better food since they’d be doing a lot of walking today. Guards would ride horses, and everyone else hoofed it. The prospect of everything ahead was twisting his guts now that it was about to happen, but he forced in each bite and drank all of the water he had.
He didn’t get much time afterward before Jagger came to get him.
“We’re not even there, and you look tired,” said Luke.
“Eh, work is work. Sometimes it's tiring.”
In private, Luke wondered why he picked a job like this. If he wanted to make someone hurt, he could certainly find another fairy who was willing to play slave or pet, but he was a bit too nervous to actually come out and say that or ask.
Jagger squinted at him. “Your tattoos are finally moving.”
