[ there is something just exceptionally satisfying about those small breaks, the seams between everything. he knows by now how much pietro lashes out, curses and thrashes and struggles, spits at him, even -- and knows that past that there's always something raw. pietro curses at him, unable to do much other than try to hurl a meaningless insult at him, but not long after his voice shifts into something almost sweet, almost pleading. right on that edge.
he keeps his hand right where he'd just smacked him, gripping and squeezing over sensitive flesh and muscle, his voice a low purr as he mouths languidly over his cock again, letting the flat of the blade slide down to tease over his balls. ]
It always is. [ when has wash ever said something to him he didn't mean, after all. that hand shifts slightly over his ass until his fingers can glide through his crease, slick and sticky wet with spit and saliva, immediately easing a finger inside him and hooking it back almost cruelly against his sensitive inner walls, right for where he knows he's most sensitive and worn. ] Careful. You're making me promise you so much, I'll start to think you actually like me.
[ this time he lets pietro feel his teeth, dragging along the length of his cock as it throbs and aches against his mouth. ]
You want me to make you come?
[ finally he turns the knife away from his cock -- only to immediately have the metal biting into his flesh, the other thigh, this time. another short, sharp cut, just the right depth, just the right pressure, an uncannily precise straight line. right at the same time he draws the head of his cock into his mouth again, sucking hard and pressing his tongue against the slit, just for a moment before immediately pulling back. just watching him, pietro still at an awkward angle on the bed with his arms spread and tied behind him, shoulders forced to the mattress as wash lifts his hips in the air, legs hiked up over his shoulders. ]
Go on.
[ ask him. beg him. bonus points if you tell him how you want him to make you come, with all the options he's presenting you with all at the same time. or be stubborn all you want. wash is hungry for all of it, that want dark and lurking in his eyes, ready to devour any response he has, swallow him whole. ]
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he keeps his hand right where he'd just smacked him, gripping and squeezing over sensitive flesh and muscle, his voice a low purr as he mouths languidly over his cock again, letting the flat of the blade slide down to tease over his balls. ]
It always is. [ when has wash ever said something to him he didn't mean, after all. that hand shifts slightly over his ass until his fingers can glide through his crease, slick and sticky wet with spit and saliva, immediately easing a finger inside him and hooking it back almost cruelly against his sensitive inner walls, right for where he knows he's most sensitive and worn. ] Careful. You're making me promise you so much, I'll start to think you actually like me.
[ this time he lets pietro feel his teeth, dragging along the length of his cock as it throbs and aches against his mouth. ]
You want me to make you come?
[ finally he turns the knife away from his cock -- only to immediately have the metal biting into his flesh, the other thigh, this time. another short, sharp cut, just the right depth, just the right pressure, an uncannily precise straight line. right at the same time he draws the head of his cock into his mouth again, sucking hard and pressing his tongue against the slit, just for a moment before immediately pulling back. just watching him, pietro still at an awkward angle on the bed with his arms spread and tied behind him, shoulders forced to the mattress as wash lifts his hips in the air, legs hiked up over his shoulders. ]
Go on.
[ ask him. beg him. bonus points if you tell him how you want him to make you come, with all the options he's presenting you with all at the same time. or be stubborn all you want. wash is hungry for all of it, that want dark and lurking in his eyes, ready to devour any response he has, swallow him whole. ]