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It was a little pathetic, really.
Medkit was home alone, at Subspace's house, waiting for him to return. It was late at night, and he never really knew when he would come back, because he didn't run on a strict schedule. For once, Medkit hadn't been swamped with work, so he had time to actually stay at Subspace's house. It was a lonely night, and Medkit's thoughts had been wandering. It wasn't really a wonder that he grabbed one of Subspace's used sleep shirts and pulled it over a pillow. Nor was it that he was straddling the pillow in question and humping it like his life depended on it.
It was risky, no doubt– not knowing when Subspace would come home, there being a chance he could walk in the door at any moment– but that was part of the fun, even if he would never be heard saying it. The thought of being caught, humping Subspace's pillow, with his shirt covering it, like a pathetic mutt in heat was thrilling. Maybe Subspace would pin him down and use him to get off. Maybe if he was lucky, he would let him come inside.
“Hahhh–” Medkit whined, his voice pitched higher than usual. It was something desperate, breathy and full of want.
Already, his cock was leaking onto the covered pillow. Knowing Subspace, if he did find him like that, he would love it. That only served to fuel his courage, almost wishing that he would just walk through the door and use him. Medkit whimpered as his movements grew more erratic, humping the pillow desperately and chasing his orgasm.
Oh, and speak of the devil.
Just then, the door opened. Medkit gasped and looked towards the door, but he couldn't bring himself to stop. Subspace stood there, his mask already off, a mischievous, satisfied glimmer in his eye.
“Oh, golly!” Subspace chirped in a mix of surprise and excitement. “What's this, hm? Missed me a little too much, Meddy?” he purred as he approached the bed.
Medkit's hips stuttered, but still he didn't stop. “Su- Subspace, I, I'm–”
“Shh,” Subspace whispered and leaned in, kissing him right on the lips. He pulled away and stared at him, much like a predator watches its prey. Medkit was in for it, and he couldn't wait. “Don't stop on account of me walking in on you~” he giggled.
“Fuck,” Medkit choked.
It was intense, now being watched closely as he pathetically humped the pillow. Subspace had a certain look in his eye, one that Medkit didn't often see. He looked hungry, and all he wanted was to fully submit to his will, for once. To not have control, to be used in whatever way Subspace pleased. To be his toy, perfectly obedient and pliant underneath his weight.
“I– Subspace, I'm cc– close.”
“Are you, now? You gonna come for me, Meddy? You're gonna make a mess of my shirt, you know~” Subspace spoke in such a sickeningly sweet voice, it made Medkit shiver.
“Yes, yes– fuck–” he all but sobbed, his hips stuttering as he came all over Subspace's pillow and shirt.
“So pathetic, Meddy,” Subspace cooed and kissed him on the cheek.
It was hard to think straight, let alone respond to that. Next he knew, Subspace was pushing him onto his back. Medkit let it happen, more than ready for whatever he had in store for him.
“It's my turn to use you, Meddy~” Subspace said as he stood and moved to the closet. Medkit had a feeling he knew what he was going to get from there.
When he returned, he had bright red ropes in his hands. Medkit remained obediently still as Subspace bound his hands to the headboard, tight and snug against his wrists, but not to the point of being painful.
“Comfortable?” Subspace asked, smiling at him sincerely.
“Yes.”
“Good~”
Subspace began stripping, and he certainly made a point of making a show out of it. Medkit was practically drooling by the time he was finally fully unclothed. Climbing on top of him, Subspace moved forward so that his dick was face level with Medkit. The sight made his mouth water. Finally.
“Suck.”
Medkit did just as he was told, opening his mouth and taking Subspace's swollen t-dick between his lips. Subspace gripped both of his horns and started slowly fucking into his mouth, Medkit eagerly sucking and lapping with his tongue. The way he tasted was so addictive, if he chose to keep him bound and fuck his mouth all night long, Medkit wouldn't complain at all. He was already getting hard again, his cock twitching each time Subspace moaned or cried out.
“Mmf– close, Meddy, I'm so close,” Subspace whined and bucked his hips with less thought behind the movements. Medkit hummed eagerly around his t-dick and sucked harder, and that alone sent him over the edge. Subspace came on his tongue and made a mess of his face. Medkit was so hard it was bordering on painful.
“I– I’m not finished with you yet,” Subspace panted, fighting to catch his breath. Medkit's cock twitched at that, and he bit his lip, fighting to remain obedient while Subspace moved down, positioning himself over his cock.
When he slowly sank down onto his length, Medkit cried at the feeling of it. Subspace wasted no time, rocking his hips and crying out as he did so. With his hands now propped on Medkit's chest for leverage, he rode him desperately, looking down at him like he just wanted to eat him whole. If it came to it, Medkit would gladly oblige him. Anything to be a part of his lover. A piece of him, inside of him eternity. If only he could stay there, sheathed in Subspace's wet cunt for the rest of his life. Being used like a toy, with no mercy and no remorse.
“Mmm– Meddyyyyyy~” Subspace moaned and threw his head back.
“I– I know. I know,” Medkit groaned.
Subspace whined and clenched harder around him, drawing an even more pathetic whimper out of Medkit's throat.
When his movements began to grow erratic and sloppy, Medkit knew he was getting close. He wasn't far from that point himself. Having forgotten about his restraints, Medkit tried to move his hands down to stroke Subspace's t-dick, and whined when he was met with resistance from the bindings.
“P-Poor Meddy, ca-can't use your hands, can you?” Subspace giggled breathlessly. “P-Pathetic.”
“You– You're just as pathetic as I am,” Medkit groaned and thrust up into his wet heat.
“Ah!” Subspace cried out in pleasure, and Medkit knew he needed to keep that up.
“You- You're the one who was riding my pillow, M-Meddy,” Subspace choked out. Medkit's response was to thrust into him even harder.
“Mmfghh– oh fuck, I'm, I–” Subspace sobbed, unable to complete his sentence.
“Gonna come? Yeah, me– me too.”
“Fffuck–” Subspace cried out and threw his head back as he came on his cock. The spasms pushed Medkit over the edge, and he came hard, filling Subspace to the brim.
Subspace just managed to untie his bindings before he collapsed on top of Medkit.
“Gods– you should do that more often, Meddy,” Subspace laughed breathlessly. Medkit kissed him on the top of his head.
“I don't intend on making a habit out of it.”
“N-No fun. You're a boring old man.”
Medkit simply continued to smile to himself, absentmindedly running his fingers through his lover's hair. It was certainly a nice way to end the night.