Kinktober Day 26: Choking
Overwatch, r76, fantasy consort AU. Choking/breath control, multiple orgasms, piercings, nipple play, light BDSM. Totally nsfw.
Thanks to @freedomconvicted for permission to turn their Twitter thread into a fic, and thanks to @petitecreme for the inspirational art and ideas!
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Gabriel hasn’t even stripped off his riding leathers. Jack can smell him as he clambers up onto the bed: a heady masculine cocktail of sweat, horses, forest dirt and blood. Jack tips his head back with a whimper as Gabriel lowers his head to his chest and fastens his mouth to a nipple, laving at it with his tongue while he tugs at the chain attached to the piercing. The layers of sensation make Jack squirm and arch into the treatment.
“You look so gorgeous,” Gabriel says, voice rasping with arousal and hard use from the hunt. “Laid out bare and decorated for me.”
His hands seize Jack’s hips to roll him over. The ropes of diamonds and pearls bite into his skin under Gabriel’s hands. Jack groans and lets Gabriel move him, arches his back to lift his hips as Gabriel mounts him. Cries out as Gabriel thrusts in. He doesn’t stop, pushing in slow but insistent until he’s fully impaled Jack on his cock.
Jack pants and clenches his fists into the bed covers, moaning at the intimacy of being forced open. It’s a good thing he prepared himself for this. Gabriel always likes to have him rough after a hunt. It gets his blood up.
“You’re so wet, Jack,” Gabriel groans against his bare shoulder. He places a few wet sucking kisses into Jack’s skin, as if he can’t quite bring himself to stop. “So tight.” He rocks shallowly inside him a few times, and then adjusts himself and begins pounding.
Jack braces beneath him and whines at the chafe of riding leathers against his bare skin. There’s something deliciously animalistic about it, locking him firmly into his own flesh and this moment. All the rough little details of Gabriel fucking him ground him into his body, keep him from being able to escape the sensations away into his own mind. As if he’d want to. He wallows in them: the little discomfort of Gabriel’s clothing against his body, and Gabriel’s deep, harsh breathing in his ear. The scruff of familiar, beloved beard against his shoulder and neck, and the sharp pinch of teeth catching Jack’s skin between them, locking them together in yet another way.
Jack is dizzy with the delight of it all. Only the body chain binding his cock and balls keeps him from coming within moments. Gabriel’s predatory dominance is intoxicating, the thoughtless force with which he uses Jack’s body—there’s no hesitation in him, no fear of Jack shattering under this treatment like some delicate thing. In this, they’re equals.
Sometimes, Jack even feels like the master in these moments. Naked, ornamented, prepared…but he isn’t the one panting with need, all but out of his mind with lust. Gabriel comes to him and Jack, laid out and vulnerable for him, is strong enough to bear his wildest attentions.
For a bit, the room is filled only with the sounds of their sex: bodies moving and slapping together, two voices breathing heavily, occasionally punctuated by moans and grunts. The chains and jewels draped over Jack’s body jingle and chime in soft counterpoint as his body rocks with the force of Gabriel’s thrusts. The heavy carved wood bedframe creaks occasionally, a soothing low accent.
Gabriel breaks the almost hypnotic spell when he grabs the rope of gems running down Jack’s back from the collar around his neck, pulling him backwards and up by it. Jack gives a strangled shout as the furnace of pleasure burning in his belly flares to an unbearable height, and then he’s coming across his thighs and the bed. He makes another choked noise at the way Gabriel’s cock shifts inside him, as Gabriel pulls him upright in his lap and catches him around the throat with one big hand.
“Beautiful,” Gabriel laughs fondly, and kisses the corner of his mouth. “But I hope you don’t think you’re done.” He’s still moving inside Jack, and Jack can’t stop squirming on his cock, oversensitized and trapped. With his other hand, Gabriel reaches around to grab Jack’s breast, sinking his fingertips into the muscle and then pinching his nipple and toying with the piercing till Jack arches and makes a little noise of pain. Gabriel sighs with satisfaction. “You’re perfect like this. My trapped quarry. My cherished consort.”
Jack wants to murmur endearments back to him, but his voice is stolen, both by the intensity of being fucked in the aftermath of his own orgasm and by Gabriel’s hand tight on his throat.
Gabriel can’t fuck him with quite as much force from this angle, but he makes up for it with a hip-rolling movement that makes his cock press and rub against sensitive places that make Jack shake with reaction. Gabe’s hand stays around his throat, tightening and releasing, controlling Jack’s ability to breathe, his ability to move his head and torso, keeping him forced backward in a tight arch that makes everything else Gabriel is doing to him that much more intense. His own cock is growing hard again before he knows it, bouncing and dribbling insistently at the stimulation.
“Pl-please,” he gasps, in between squeezes. “I need to come.” He’s not allowed to touch himself until—unless—Gabriel gives him permission.
Gabriel gives him no acknowledgement except for a rumble so deep Jack feels it in his body more than he hears it. His cock leaps inside Jack’s body in a way that rips away Jack’s ability to be silent.
“Gabriel, please,” he begs, with a stretching arch of his body meant to wring every drop of sensation he can from his muscles. “Please let me come.”
Gabriel gasps, a soft puff of breath past Jack’s ear, and then he shudders against Jack as he begins to empty himself into Jack’s body. The heat coats Jack’s insides in tantalizing spurts, the physical experience of Gabriel’s orgasm making him want his own just that much more.
Gabriel laughs at Jack’s pleading noises and pulls out of him, pushing Jack back down on the bed, this time on his back. “So greedy. You’ve already had one.” He drops his weight down on top of Jack, pinning him to the bed for a deep, sensuous kiss. “You’re lucky you’re so hard to resist.”
His fingers sink into Jack’s body with a squelch. He rolls off to the side, leaning up on one elbow to enjoy the show while he fingers Jack with the other. “Touch yourself. Play with your pretty baubles. I want to see you.”
Jack obeys. He traces his hands along his own body, following the dips and curves of his erogenous zones. He rolls his nipples between his fingers, flicks and tugs at the hoop piercings. Runs a slow finger along his cleavage and down, over his abdomen, around his belly button and into the curls at his groin. Gabriel rewards him for his performance with sweet, torturous petting of his prostate. Jack bites his lip as he cradles his balls in one hand, massaging them gently while he runs his fingers slowly up the underside of his shaft. He teases at his own slit with the pad of his thumb, then with a fingernail. Closes his eyes with a hiss at how badly he wants.
“Do it,” Gabriel says softly. “Come for me.”
It takes only a couple of pumps, and then white fluid is pouring out over his fingers in spurts while Jack breathes out a long, sweet sigh.
Gabriel cleans them up, using cloths Jack left by the bedside for just such a purpose. When he’s done, he strips off most of his own clothes and pillows his head on Jack’s breast, with an arm slung around his waist.
Jack winds his fingers through Gabriel’s hair, stroking softly until Gabriel is all but purring for him. “Was the hunt good?” he asks.
“It was,” Gabriel mumbles, too sleepy and relaxed to bother articulating properly. “But I missed you. Next time I should make you come with me.”
Jack scoffs a soft laugh. “But then I won’t be here waiting for you.”
“Mmm.” Gabriel cracks an eyelid and glances up at him, a sly light glittering under his eyelashes. “I’m sure we could find some way to make do.”
Also please to be enjoying these additional delightful visual aids from @petitecreme‘s Twitter:
- Jack all decorated and waiting: https://twitter.com/gemsheldrake/status/904729897511395328
- NSFW: https://twitter.com/gemsheldrake/status/904731773397073920
- Post-coital cuddling: https://twitter.com/gemsheldrake/status/904734150401327104
- Gosh they’re so pretty: https://twitter.com/gemsheldrake/status/904717149901598721
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