DOING SOMETHING UNHOLY

[tensions]

THE BODY SHOP ( justin, intersex!monty ) A reality where deviancy is the privilege of the wealthy and the powerful. Monty has a little secret and is trying desperately to be good but the man who owns them is has some other ideas.

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[tensions]

They whimper, a delicate sound, thin like gossamer. Justin always feels just a little too wide at the base, a little too challenging to fit in completely comfortably, but Monty’s learned to associate that slightly painful stretch with being wanted, being adored, with having properly pleased their Patron.

“Yes,” they reply, arms linking behind the man’s neck, keeping his face close, their breaths mingling together as their bodies move in tandem. “Just like this. Wish we could be just like this always.”

They rock their hips up, grinding in small circles, feels the way their piercings throb as they’re continually stimulated and pressed against. Monty focuses in on that special sensation as they kiss Justin back slowly, sweetly. The burst of feeling behind it all, shared between the hot press of their lips is strangely overwhelming.

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"Can you feel me inside you, little one?" he murmurs, as they continue to exchange kisses, their bodies rocking together unhurriedly towards a mutual completion. Somehow that pleasure seems almost secondary to the intimacy of their current closeness, even with the reminder of what exactly linked them together. "Are you enjoying your new decorations?" He thrusts forward deliberately, hard and forceful, feeling the drag of the rings and hot, swollen skin against his length.

"You're so beautiful for me," he whispers, quiet and heartfelt. "Both your pleasure and your pain are all for me, aren't they? Can you give me one more, baby? Let me see you come for me one more time just like this." It was beyond tempting to drag things out even further, reveling in the deep subspace he'd put Monty into, the shared closeness and the mutual pleasure, but after the past weeks of deprivation he wanted to be cognizant of allowing some amount of recovery time. After all, he intended to continue to enjoy Monty's new piercings to their fullest extent as often as possible, now that they were fully healed. Overdoing it on the very first night, no matter how prettily Monty begged, was really not the most prudent course of action.

He works up a rhythm again, deep and forceful rather than fast, lingering at all the most sensitive spots, driving both of them towards one final orgasm, moving with inexorable purpose and intent.