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Mace was struggling. Earlier this morning Ronan had come up behind him, innocent as can be, before whispering in his ear, asking for his color. Now they were hardly strangers to fucking in random places around their apartment, honestly Mace hadn’t thought much of it, just been excited and aroused by the sudden question.
At his acceptance Ronan had shoved him over, bending him over the arm of the couch roughly and yanking his pants down just enough to expose his asshole. He shoved some lubed fingers in without much fanfare, splitting him open brutally. Just when Mace was thoroughly hot and bothered and properly opened Ronan had shoved a plug in his hole before pulling his pants back up, acting for the life of him that nothing remarkable had just happened. He had been confused sure, aroused and vaguely annoyed too, but only for a few minutes before the plug buzzed to life, vibrating softly in his hole.
It had been going on like that for what felt like hours, Ronan smiling sweetly and all too innocently at him as he struggled to go about his day. Each little movement made it rub or jostle inside of him. Every time he’d moan or sigh Ronan would ask if he was feeling ok before teasing him for being so worked up.
Mace knew better than to get himself off when Ronan clearly had plans for him and his pleasure. But it become increasingly difficult as the day went on, his half hard cock jumping at every little movement and Ronan only ignoring his plight.
He had been trying to avoid sitting down for obvious reasons, but Ronan was calling him over to the couch. He had a feeling it wouldn’t go well if he ignored him.
“There you are, finally.” Ro smiled at him, his casual demeanor grating on him. Ronan’s eyes gave away his lust though, watching Mace’s every movement with clear hunger, catching on his obvious bulge or staring at ass. “Come on, I want to watch a movie with you.” He said with faux innocence.
Mace hesitated as he stood next to the couch. “Ro...” he said warningly, leaning away slightly.
“Did you not want to? C’mere and tell me your color baby.” He said, voicing switching to genuine concern in an instant.
Mace blushed, looking down at the floor in embarrassment. “It’s still green, I just…” he hesitated a few more minutes before gingerly lowering himself down to the couch. Even sitting as lightly as possible the plug pushed ever so slightly deeper into him making him moan softly.
“There you go, I knew you could be good for me.” Ronan whispered into his ear, sending shivers up his spine. He pulled back with a smug smile. “I’ll go ahead and turn it on, I think you’ll like it.” He said, once again acting as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening.
Sitting through the movie was near impossible, Mace wasn’t absorbing a single thing even though he kept his eyes dutifully on the screen. He was staring blankly at the screen when suddenly Ronan leaned over to press a kiss on his cheek, startling him out of his haze. “I’ll be right back, you stay here ok?” Even in his casualness the order was obvious. It only made Mace more aroused, he could feel his cock twitching where it was trapped in his pants. He nodded wordless as Ronan walked away, focusing on staying as still as possible.
Ronan snuck out of the living room, leaving Mace to his sweet torture. He slipped into the bedroom silently, leaving the door ajar. He settled back against the headboard, he had a great view of Mace from the crack in the door. He was sitting obediently where Ro had left him, unaware that he was being watched. He was carefully staying as still as possible, putting as little pressure on his plug as he could manage.
Ronan clicked over to the app that came with the toy, switching the plug up several stages all at once. Mace gasped out a moan, losing strength in his legs he sat against it completely, the pressure forcing it deeper into him. The vibrations were far too strong to allow him to stand, he laid back against the cushions helpless to the pleasure crashing through him.
Ronan slicked his fingers with lube as he watched with an eagle's eye, not letting a single detail escape him. He kicked off his sweats and boxers unceremoniously, reaching down to open himself up, ignoring his own hardening cock. Ro’s finger slipped in past his first knuckle and he turned the plug up again, drinking in the sight of Mace writhing against the couch. Mace’s chest heaved with his gasping breaths, he slapped a hand over his mouth trying to dull his needy moans. Even from here Ronan could see his bulging dick pushing desperately against his pants, practically begging for attention.
Ronan pushed another finger in, swallowing his own sounds as he watched Mace fall to absolute pieces. He scissored and fucked his fingers in with a precise and practiced hand, both eager to get himself ready and wanting to stay like this forever. Mace slipped his own fingers into his mouth, drooling around them, trying to quiet himself. As Ro pushed a third finger in he turned it up again. Mace’s head lulled to the side, his eyes blowing open as he spotted Ronan through the gap in the door. Ronan smiled sweetly at him while cruelly turning the plug up to the faster setting, skipping several stages. Mace slammed his eyes closed as the vibrations pulsed through him with a new intensity. Even through his wet fingers Ro could hear how he moaned and whined. He lazily fucked his fingers in for a few more minutes, enjoying Mace’s performance all the while.
Eventually though he slipped his fingers out with a soft sigh, hole clenching down on nothing. He lifted his phone up -snapping a quick picture of Mace drooling mindlessly on his fingers- and opened the app again, turning it down considerably.
Ronan waited patiently for Mace to recover, watching as he blinked his eyes back open and slid his finger from his mouth. Ever so slowly, he shifted trying to put less weight on the plug again.
“Hey sweetheart.” Mace froze as he heard Ronan calling him, sounding disgustingly casual about this whole thing. “Come over here.” His casualness was starting to slip however, arousal leaking into his tone. Mace slowly stood up on shaking legs, he stumbled more than he walked over to the bedroom, leaning heavily against the walls as each little movement rubbed the plug against his sensitive insides. He approached the bed, looking down at Ronan’s stretched hole with hungry eyes. “There you are.” Ro said, pulling him down for a soft kiss. “Come on up with me, there you go.” Mace climbed clumsily onto the bed, putting his weight on his knees to avoid forcing the plug deeper again. “Be a good boy and fuck me, ok baby?” Mace’s breath stuttered, he could feel his cock straining even harder against his pants.
“Yes sir, I’ll fuck you, I’ll be good, I’ll make you feel good I promise. Please let me strip please.” Ronan smiled, clearly enjoying how quickly Mace turned to begging.
“Go on then.” He said softly, voice filled with unmistakable lust. Mace clumsily removed his clothing, hissing and moaning as it rubbed against his cock and caught on the base of his plug. His dick was hanging heavy between his legs, dripping pathetically. His boxers were definitely ruined. “Good boy, come on then.” Ronan spread his legs, gesturing for him. Mace slotted himself between them, movement stiff and stilted as Ro left the plug on in his hole. “Slowly now.” Ronan whispered against his sweat slicked skin.
“Yes sir.” Mace said just as softly, lining himself up carefully before pushing in. True to his word he inched in as slowly as possible, pace guided by Ronan’s hand on his hip. He watched hungrily as his cock dispersed into Ronan’s hole. He bottomed out with a deep moan, breathing heavily as pleasure soaked into him from both ends.
“That wasn’t so hard was it? Look at you being so obedient.” Ronan said, reaching up to stroke his cheek. Mace blushed at the demeaning words, pushing into his palm. “Ok baby, your gonna fuck me now and if you keep being so good for me I’ll even let you cum inside me. Sound good?” Mace nodded eagerly, cock twitching in Ronan’s warm embrace. Ro’s breath stuttered a bit at the unexpected movement, hand tightening on Mace's hip.
“I’ll lead you, make me feel good slut.” Ronan said in a gentle tone before his hand lightly pushed against Mace’s hip. Mace let him gently guide his hips back and forth, agonizingly slowly dragging in and out of his heavenly hole. He moaned and panted pathetically like he was the one being fucked, doing everything in his power to keep to Ronan’s pace. Ro’s hand left his face, reaching down where Mace couldn’t see before the plug started vibrating harder in his over sensitive hole. Mace moaned, pace stuttering slightly but quickly returning to following Ronan’s hand, desperate to be good for him. The vibrations -while still far, far less intense than when he was on the couch- were thoroughly distracting. It took far too much concentration to keep his thrusts even and deep, aching to bury himself and spill out in Ronan’s core.
Just when he swore he couldn’t take it anymore Ronan began guiding him to go faster. Each agonizing thrust was faster and stronger than before, all carefully orchestrated by Ronan who had started moaning softly in pleasure. Knowing that he was making Ro feel good spurred him on, he fucked into his prostate being sure to deliver as much pleasure which each thrust as physically possible. “That's it, right there.” Ronan said, panting slightly. Suddenly Mace’s own throbbing cock and abused hole didn’t matter as much anymore, all his focus was on Ronan's pleasure rather than his own. It wasn’t long until he was fucking into him with full force, shoving his leaking cock as deep into Ro as possible with each thrust. “Keep going just like that, good boy.” Ronan’s hand moved from guiding his hip to drag his nail up his back. “If you can make me cum untouched then you can cum inside me.” Mace nodded frantically, still bucking his hips desperately.
“Yes, yes I can I will I promise I-“ he cut off with a sharp moan as the toy inside his ass sped up again. “Fuck fuck fuck- you feel so good, need to cum please please.”
Ronan clicked his tongue disapprovingly. “I already told you to make me cum first, keep fucking me like a good toy and maybe you’ll be able to.” Mace whined pathetically, redoubling his efforts.
Each thrust was so strong it made the plug jolt in his needy hole, the warm walls of Ronan’s ass surrounding and squeezed his throbbing cock. It was so overwhelmingly intense, pleasure rocked through his body making his stomach fill with so much warmth it felt like he was burning alive. It was unbearable, it was amazing. Suddenly and finally Ronan came with a deep groan, spilling out beautifully on his chest. Mace couldn’t have stopped his orgasm any longer if he tried, he flooded Ronan’s inside with a shout.
Mace practically collapsed on top of Ro, his whole body trembling from the aftershocks. Ronan took some pity on his poor slut, turning the plug down to a more manageable level. “There you go, that’s it, good boy.” Ronan whispered softly, threading a hand through his hair. “You just stay right here, I’ve got you. How are you doing sweetheart?” Mace gave himself a moment to collect himself before answering, his thoughts were slowed in the soft haze in his mind.
“I’m green, thank you sir.” He looked down at Ro who was smiling softly at him.
“Good, such a good boy for me. Go ahead and get comfy then. Just stop me if you’ve had enough.” Mace nodded before snuggling into a more comfortable position. He had started to gingerly pull out when Ronan snatched his waist, pulling him back into place. Mace ended up laying half on top of him, soft cock still buried in Ronan’s ass and the plug still vibrating in his.
Ronan kept petting his hair absently, keeping a careful eye on his partner. He waited until Mace had fully relaxed, his body going limp on top of him. With the hand not tangled in his hair, Ro reached over to grab his phone, turning the plug up again. Made whined immediately, curling more around Ro. He just kept petting his hair, shushing him softly as he turned it even higher. He could feel Mace’s poor cock growing hard inside his stomach, stretching him from the inside out. “There you go, feels good doesn’t it? Just relax, let yourself feel it, I’ve got you.” He leaned over to place soothing kisses to Mace’s neck and shoulder. He slowly trailed his hand from Mace’s hair down his body, stroking over every inch he could reach appreciatively. He gripped the base of the plug -not even moving it yet- and Mace whined pathetically.
“Please please please…” Mace begged, burying his face in Ro’s hair. He rutted his cock lightly in Ronan’s hole earning a quick slap on the ass.
“No you don’t, you’re only taking what I give you.” Mace whined in response, shifting so his dick was once again as deep as it would go in Ronan’s soft hole. “That’s what I thought, just lay back and let me play with you.” He stroked the spot he had hit, soothing the sting.
Once Mace had fully settled again he reached back down for the plug, shallowly thrusting it into his aching hole. Mace moaned and whimpered uncontrollably, his hole worked into an over sensitive mess from the hours of attention. He turned it up the same moment he thrust it deeper, as deep as it could reach. Mace’s spent cock twitched and throbbed in his hole, pulsing with each push of the plug. He clenched on it experimentally and Mace sobbed in response, still completely limp and helpless to the pleasure Ronan worked out of his body.
The plug was about as big as they could go while still allowing Mace to walk somewhat comfortably but it was still too shallow to make him cum from it alone. Normally. With Mace overworked into a desperately, sensitive mess Ro was hoping to bring him over the edge like this. Slowly he worked the plug to a higher speed again, occasionally dropping down just to push it faster than before. The range on it was amazing but it wasn’t long until it was back on the highest setting again. He fucked it in as deep as it could go, pounding into his soft flesh as fast as he was able. He could feel Mace’s cock spurt and leak pathetically inside him. If his moans and shaking breaths were anything to go on he wouldn’t last much longer. “What’s the matter baby? You’re poor little cock is leaking into me.” Mage choked on his breath, almost on command his cock spurted more precum into him.
“Feels so good, you playing with my hole, it's so sensitive.” Ronan smirked at his response.
“Is that right?” He twisted his wrist as he spoke, shifting the plug unexpectedly making Mace whimper. “You’re that turned on? From this little plug? Surely it can’t reach your prostate, how good could it actually feel?”
Mace shuddered a bit at the humiliating words. “It’s not but it still feels so good, my hole is so needy, so desperate for you.” Ronan could see Mace’s blush spreading down to his chest, he could barely speak through the soft sounds Ro kept working out of him.
“Really? Poor little thing, you’re not gonna cum just from this are you?” Mace whined again, high and needy. His eyes that had been filling with beautiful tears finally spilled over. Ronan sighed, trying to sound annoyed. “All right all right, no need to cry love. Go ahead and cum for me.” The moment he spoke those words Mace was pumping him full of cum again. Mace seemed caught off guard by his own sudden orgasm, clutching Ronan tightly as it tore through him. He fucked him through it before turning the plug down again -still not off, just enough to keep a soft pleasure clouding Mace’s mind- letting it rest in his quivering hole. As his orgasm faded Mace loosened his grip again, but his body kept trembling slightly. “Color?” Ronan asked sweetly, moving a hand back up to stroke his hair.
“I’m still green sir.” Mace mumbled into his hair. He sounded so fucked out, slurring his words slightly as he tried to speak.
“Good, you’ve soaked me with your filthy cum. The least you could do is clean me up.” Mace looked down at him, blinking blearily. “If you're still green then get up and eat me out.” Ronan said more simply, staring him straight in the eyes. Mace moaned at the realization of what he wanted, his pleasure drunk mind finally catching on.
Ever so carefully he pulled his sensitive cock from Ronan’s hole, watching as his cum came leaking out after it. Gingerly he settled further down the bed so he could easily access Ro’s sopping hole. He licked up one of the rivets of cum snaking down Ronan’s thigh making him shudder slightly. “That’s it, good boy, eat your fill.”
The soft encouragement spurred him on, Mace licked his way up his inner thigh until he was lapping eagerly at his rim. Each drag of his tongue coaxed more cum out which Mace drank down desperately. Ronan moaned softly, enjoying the soothing repetitive motions. When he had gleaned all he could from more the gentle ministrations Mace closed his lips around the rim and sucked. “Fuck, just like that.” Ronan groaned, resting a hand in Mace’s hair. He switched from sucking to licking at it often, each moan and sigh he pulled from Ro urging him on. With each lick he pushed his tongue in a little farther, probing gently into his hole. The deeper he licked the more cum he could swallow down, eating up every drop he could.
It wasn’t long until Mace was eagerly fucking his tongue in as deep as it could go, licking and sucking and devouring everything he could reach. Ronan’s grip had tightened in his hair, pulling in a way that edged into painful which only succeeded and making Mace more horny. The plug was still buzzing softly in his loose hole, pleasure hazing the corners of his mind but not overwhelming him like before. He didn’t even notice he was hard again, his thoughts starting and ending in Ronan’s soft, warm, wet hole.
Suddenly Ronan yanked him up by his hair, pulling him away from his prize. “Alright, that’s enough of that now. You did very, very good for me.” Ro said, panting softly as his own pleasure simmered down. Mace whined incoherently, wanting to keep eating him out until he fell asleep between his thighs. “Poor baby, you still want more don’t you?” Ronan said, shifting his hand from pulling his hair to gently threading through it once again.
Mace nodded eagerly, pushing into his hand with a soft sigh. “Yes, please more, want to keep eating you out, wanna make you cum.” He said, licking the mess of spit and lube and cum off his lips.
“Now, now I said that’s enough eating me out. Don’t worry sweetheart, you’ll get to make me cum again.” Ronan pulled him down for a kiss, seemingly not caring about what a mess his mouth was. “Come on, lay down on your stomach.” Ronan shifted away from the headboard leaving room for Mace to take his place. Mace flopped down unceremoniously startling a laugh out of Ro, his shaking limbs unable to do much else. “Aw, poor baby. Don’t worry, go on and relax, I’ll handle everything from now on.” He hummed happily, limply letting Ronan position him however he wanted.
He ended up with his face smushed into a pillow, ass elevated by his knees showing off his plugged hole to Ronan. Ronan who stroked the swell of his ass appreciatively, whispering soft praise against his thighs where he peppered sweet kisses. For the first time in hours the plug vibrating in his hole turned off, the lack of stimulation feeling foreign after so long of constant attention. Before he could voice his protest Ronan was grabbing the base, gently pushing and swirling the dormant plug in his loose entrance. Mace moaned and sighed, every little touch there sent spark’s up his whole body. His hole had been worked into such an over sensitive mess, he briefly wondered if Ronan would make him cum from just the plug again. He didn’t have to wonder for long because the plug was gingerly pulled free, he could feel his hole gaping and clenching on nothing. He whimpered and whined, shifting uncomfortably as he was left empty after so long. Ronan shushed him gently, stroking his ass comfortingly.
“You're ok, yes you are. Poor little thing, you won’t be empty for much longer dear.” He said, gently running his cock head against his rim teasingly. He pushed in slowly, sighing as he was held by Mace’s warm walls.
Ronan’s dick pushed past where the plug had rubbed him sensitive, reaching places he’d wanted touched all day. Ronan didn’t stop until he bottomed out, resting there with his cock buried as deep as possible. Mace moaned and whimpered, desperately rocking his hips back against him. “That’s enough, you’ll take what I give you and you’ll be grateful for it. Now relax, let me use your pretty body.” Mace whined again, high pitched and needy, but held still obediently. “That’s better.” Ronan said, slowly dragging his cock out before slamming back in all at once. He didn’t give Mace any more time to adjust, fucking him in brutal, deep thrusts. Mace was pushed over the edge far too quickly, his poor hole had been teased and tormented for so long the moment he was being fucked properly he came undone.
Ronan barely paused, tapping on him as a way to check his color. Mace tapped the pattern for green on the bed frame causing Ronan to pick up the pace as he railed into him. Ro’s hand was forcing his back an even deeper arch, allowing his dick to shove even deeper in his aching core. His face smushed further into the pillow, muffling his cries and getting coated in his spit as he drooled helplessly. “This is what you’ve been wanting isn’t slut? To be fucked into the mattress until your cock is sore from cuming so much.” Mace’s moans grew even louder at the accusation, his cock desperately trying to harden and prove him right.
“Yes, yes you’re right, please more please make me cum again I need it.” Mace slurred out, words being swallowed by the pillow he was shoved into.
“I can't hear you with you mumbling like that, if you want something you should ask for it.” Ronan said, fully aware he was unable to move his head and allow himself to be heard. Even still he could imagine what Mace was begging for so sweetly like that, he could see his poor dick trying valiantly to harden again. Without slowing down he reached a hand down to grasp the twitching thing. The shout Mace let out was near a scream but he tapped for green before Ro could even ask. That was all the encouragement Ronan needed to jerk him off in time with his harsh thrusts, his cock grew hard in his hand in record speed. “Gonna cum again? Gonna prove me right?” He panted out breathlessly, still pounding into him. Mace let out a sob at the words, whole body trembling as he endured the unending pleasure. “Go ahead, go on and cum again.” He came on command, coating Ro’s hand and the sheets underneath him with another sob. He clenched down on Ronan’s cock as he came, making him moan. “Fuck yeah, just like that.” He sped up his pace, using Mace’s hole as a fleshlight as he chased his own orgasm. He kept jerking Mace off even as his orgasm faded, the sound of his cries made his gut spike with pleasure. With one last brutal thrust he buried himself as deep as possible before cuming with a drawn out moan. His hand slipped off Mace’s cock, instead holding his hips steady as he pumped his load in.
Ronan stopped there for a minute, panting and coming down from the intense scene. Gingerly, he pulled his cock from Mace’s hole, shushing his subsequent whines. “It’s ok, you’re ok, yes you are.” He whispered against his sweaty skin, gently repositioning him to lay down properly. He settled Mace on his side, not putting any unnecessary pressure on his sensitive cock or hole as he came down. He slotted in front of him, positioning himself so they were face to face despite being considerably shorter. “You did such a wonderful, amazingly good job baby.” Mace sighed at the praise, relaxing minutely. Ronan leaned forward to kiss him, slow and soft, enjoying the sweet sighs and moans Mace let slip free against his lips. It was when Mace wrapped his arms around Ro in turn that he knew he was back in a proper headspace. “Hi there.” He said, still impossibly close to Mace’s own lips.
“Hi yourself.” Mace said, sounding a little hoarse.
“You poor thing, is your throat hurting you darling?” He said, frowning lightly against him.
“A little, gee I wonder why.” Mace said giggling softly and pulling him closer. “I’m ok, really.”
Ronan rolled his eyes good naturedly, genuinely relaxed by his reassurance.
Ronan gently tried to extract himself from Mace’s arms with no success. “Y’know, if you let me go I could get you water and snacks.” He said teasingly.
“But all I want are cuddles.” Mace said, pouting at him. He curled his legs around Ronan, using his extra height to his advantage. “We can do all the aftercare-y stuff later. I want to stay like this for a while.” Ro sighed, cuddling closer and accepting his fate.
“Sure thing, anything for you love.”