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Come Break Me
Title: Come Break Me
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
_sblomie
Pairing: Dominic Monaghan, Jared Leto, and Jonathan Rhys-Meyers
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction meant in no offense to the actors portrayed or meant for profits. Many uncountable thanks to my ever darling, ever wonderful and supportiveelf_skitzo for the help and editing. Title is from "93 Million Miles" by 30 Seconds to Mars.
Feedback: Would be greatly appreciated, this is new ground for me to tread on.
IMPORTANT! This fic contains light bondage along with domination. If this makes you uneasy, I do not suggest going further. Please accept that you have been aptly warned that this will not be everyones cup of tea. Read at your own discretion. Thank you, and I hope you enjoy if you choose to read.
Dom's mind was too lost in a haze to even think to remember how it came to be like this, how he ended up in a bed and at his whim. Truth be told, he really didn't care how he ended up there or what had prompted him to get there, just so long as he could stay there and someone touched him. Soon. No, not soon. Now.
His arms flexed, fingers curled tight around the chains connected to the fur lined cuffs around his wrists as he tested the strength of the bonds keeping his arms bound above his head. The headboard creaked and he stopped, afraid of what may happen if he broke the other man's bed but when he glanced over to the nude man sitting in a recliner as if watching his favourite show, all he could see was Jared's smirk. What on Earth was he waiting for? Dom had lost count of how long ago he'd been cuffed to the bed and stripped down to nothing only to be licked, sucked, clawed and bit until he was whining and pleading for more...and then that damnable leather ring was snapped tight around the base of his erection. Innumerable minutes had passed by and he was still there, covered in a light sheen of sweat as he squirmed and whimpered on the bed, waiting for Jared to do something. When he pleaded, Jared had barked the command to be silent or stay on the bed untouched throughout the night.
He resigned himself, stretched out on the bed as he squirmed and tried not to focus on the pressure settled squarely in the bottom of his gut or blush too furiously from the feeling of Jared's blue eyes roaming over his body over and over again. He lifted his head when he heard footsteps and the bedroom door open and close. It was a struggle, but Dom managed to focus on the man that had entered the room, catching a brief glimpse of him before he was lost behind Jared. Jared had instantly smiled and stood up, arms wrapping around the tall, slender man to pull him into a kiss that was met with a mutual pleased, humming moan. When they parted, Dom could hear the soft Irish voice and catch a fresh set of blue eyes raking over his nude form, causing him to squirm anew.
"So this is the surprise you told me to come see," Jonny murmured, smirking as he shrugged the supple leather jacket down off of his shoulders as he swaggered over to the bed. He couldn't help but giggle under his breath when he realized the former Hobbit's eyes were fixed squarely on the swaying motion of his denim clad hips as he moved closer. "He's willing, yea?" Jon asked after a moment, glancing back at Jared at the foot of the bed, brows rose as he idly traced a single fingernail down the center of Dominic's chest.
When Jared realized Dom nearly spoke but caught himself, looking down in a bit of shame for nearly breaking one of the little rules that had already been set for the evening. He smirked, nodded, and rubbed a soothing hand over Dominic's ankle. "Go ahead," Jared purred, smiling more when Dom seemed so excited to be allowed to speak for the first time in nearly an hour.
"Y-yes sir, very willing sir... please?" he pleaded, voice strained as he looked up to Jonathan as if he was the source of his salvation at the moment. His expression sobered when Jon just stared at him before breaking into a fit of laughter and asking Jared if this was for real. Soon as it was confirmed that it was the way of the evening, Jon smirked and easily pulled his belt off and tightened it around Dom's neck.
"Sir's fine an' dandy, mate, but I'd much rather be called your Irish Lord," he purred as he tugged on the leather belt, pulling Dom up closer to him as he loomed down low over the other man. Jon's tongue traced over Dominic's jaw before he caught the man in a desperate kiss; full lips working nimbly before pulling Dom's bottom lip into his own mouth. He bit down, hard, enough so to draw blood and cause Dominic to cry out in pain. And the second Dom cried out, Jared reached out and raked his nails along Dom's side as punishment for the sound.
"I'm sorry, sirs," Dom panted, eyes downcast but not closed. He simply focused on his own chest, and then the raised red marks that were forming on his side to match the others already there. Jon raised a brow, grinning as he saw what just happened and it sunk in that Jared was dead set on being the master of the night and he was more than happy to let that happen. Peeling out of his clothes, using one of the pants legs to hook around Jared's shoulders, pulling his friend close to catch him in another kiss.
Jared reached down, his hands hooking under Jon's thighs before hoisting the other man up and coaxing Jon to wrap his thighs around his waist before he laid them down on the bed next to Dom. Jon arched up as Jared rocked against him roughly, hands holding to his hips to guide him into the motion, keeping him in place as he worked his hips, grinding against the Irishman and delighting in the friction it brought. Moans escaped the two of them but they stopped the second that Dom moaned with them, pulling apart from each other as they moved to sit on either side of him.
"What was that?" Jared asked, voice a dark growl.
Dom didn't respond, turning his head away from Jared and from those searching blue eyes. He cried out more from shock than pain as he was backhanded roughly across his cheek, the yelled demand for an answer echoing in his ear along with Jon's dark laughter. "I moaned, sir."
"Did we say you could moan?"
"No, sir."
"Tell me what you want," Jonathan interrupted, reaching down to caress Dom's jaw before he tugged on the belt still wrapped around Dominic's neck to make sure he got the man's attention once more.
"Please," he murmured, cheeks burning with arousal paired with humiliation. "Please..."
"Please what?"
"Please fuck me, my Irish Lord, sir," Dom pleaded as he looked up to the other man, arms flexing against the bonds as he rolled his hips, thighs spreading before he bit down hard enough to draw blood once more as Jared clawed along the inside of his thigh before his legs were roughly shoved back together. Jared leaned down, tongue teasing along the swollen and sensitive head of Dom's long ignored, quivering erection before he purred and sat back once more.
"What do you think...?" Jared asked, glancing over to Jon, reaching across Dom to rub at Jon's thigh near his crotch, thumb occasionally brushing along the velvety smooth flesh of a hardening cock to teasing along the dark curls present. "I, personally, want you. He can watch," he drawled. "I don't want him thinking he can get what he wants, you can use a toy on him but that's all I'll allow for now."
Jon blushed, reaching down to pick up Jared's hand as he slowly drew a long, slender finger into his mouth and sucked avidly on the digit. His tongue undulated around it and he could taste something he suspected was Dominic on the finger but it simply made him moan before he pulled back, pillowy lips pursed as he sucked as he pulled away. "Give me what you want me to use, or for you to use. I want to hear him as I'm put through this bed," Jon purred, fixing Jared with a heated look. Sure enough, Jared was prepared and procured a vibrator of impressive size from the bedside drawer with a smirk.
Jon found the box of condoms, tearing one foil square off before freeing the latex and dropping down low as he used his mouth to roll it onto Jared with a soft moan. He felt fingers tangle in his hair as he pulled back with a languid suck before he lay back next to Dominic and wrapped his legs around Jared's waist, pulling his friend close to him. There was little warning before he felt the pressure before Jared thrust into him, stretching and filling him so wonderfully. His hands were trembling as he used some lube to prepare the vibrator before handing it off to Jared as he coaxed Dom's thighs apart once more and took a moment to work the toy deep within Dom before turning it on and leaving it there. Jared reached down to hold to Jon's hips, drawing the Irishman into each hard thrust as the other man undulated beneath him, pushing himself up, crying out when Jared sank deeper.
Dom laid there, head turned to the side as he buried his face against his own bicep and tried not to be too vocal as he writhed, causing the vibrator to stir within him before he cried out, pleading for someone to move it, to do something to him. However, if he was heard over Jared's grunts and Jon's whimpering moans and the constant smack of flesh together time and time again, well...he really didn't know. But sure enough, Jon reached a hand back, grasping the base of the toy as he forced it deeper for a second before he began to plunge it into Dom's body. Yet, Jared was still coherent enough enough to yank Jon's arm away, taking the vibrator with it to leave Dom squirming and feeling dreadfully empty once more.
"Do not give him what he wants," Jared growled, each word accented by a hard thrust of his hips. "Now," he growled and on command, Jon's body tensed up and arched away from the bed with a last few bucks of his hips. Crying out Jared's name, he came as shuddering waves of pleasure rushed over his body. Jared finished himself off, using Jon with wild abandon before crying out his own orgasm, he milked himself, thrusting gently until he could no longer support himself. He pulled away and collapsed back onto the bed. Panting, he gingerly removed the spent condom, knotting it off and tossing it into the waste bucket next to the nightstand.
When he saw Jon reaching for a towel to clean himself up, he smirked and stopped his friend with a shake of his head. Jared retrieved the key from the bedside nightstand and undid the lock holding the chains of Dom's cuffs but held tight to the links. "You will lick him clean, but if I see you touch him with anything but your tongue, you will regret it," Jared pointed out, voice almost eerily calm. Dom sat up with some help, kneeling and bracing himself on unsteady arms as he leaned down low, his tongue lapping at Jon's stomach and chest as he cleaned off the Irishman.
Dom thought he was being subtle, hoping the great lengths he was going to clean Jon and the content sounds that Jon was making would be enough to distract Jared whenever he let a hand caress Jon's side just to feel his flesh. He was wrong. Very wrong. His eyes nearly bulged out when suddenly Jared was tugging on the belt looped around his neck, prompting him to sit up.
"I told you what to do, and what did you do?" Jared sighed, motioning for Jon to get something across the room. Of course, his friend scrambled across the room and gathered it up, handing it over before stretching out on his side on the bed. "Brace yourself," Jared suggested as he shifted to kneel next to Dom, who was on all fours. He swung fast and hard, the leather bound side of the paddle landing on the curve of Dom's ass, once, twice, and three times. And then, he twirled it around in his hand and he made a soft brushing motion over the offended skin with the rabbit fur side. Dom twitched away from the contact but he was pulled back into it, shuddering as it was repeated. He couldn't help but squirm as it hurt, but at the same time it was oddly pleasant and brought goose bumps prickling over his entire body.
Finally, Jared shoved him onto the bed, commanding him to stay still as he set the toy aside. The condoms and lube were brought out again. Dom was rolled over and cuffed to the bed yet again in the same position while Jon busied himself with placing the condoms. One on Jared again, and this time, one on Dom. Lube was squeezed onto both of his hands and Jon took his time in languidly stroking both of the men, eagerly looking between them before Jared motioned for him to stop.
"Dom..." Jared cooed, smiling when Dom looked up to him with what looked like the beginning of tears in his eyes. "Dommie, dearest, didn't you say that you wanted to be fucked?" he asked.
"Yes, sir, please sir," he gasped, arms tensing as his fingers wrapped around the links of the chains once more and wet his lips. He was afraid to spread his legs for them this time, waiting until one of the other two men made their moves and decided what was going to be done.
"Good, I'm going to fuck you, and Jonny boy here is going to fuck himself on you," Jared explained as he helped coax Jon to straddle Dom's waist. He worked between Dominic's poor, scratched up thighs, pausing to kiss and nibble along Jon's back before biting down quite harshly on his neck. Jon twitched, pressing back against him and cried out before his voice dissolved into a whimpering moan. "C'mon, Jon, time for self impalement."
Jon shifted easily, raising up as he moved and guided Dom into him as he sank down and a long, low cry escaped past parted lips as he was filled for the second time during the night. His back arched subtly and he reached back to tangle his fingers in Jared's hair before he felt Dom arch beneath him when Jared finally pushed into Dom's body. The three of them laid there together, getting accustomed to the position and feelings, stirring slightly. Dom swearing lightly under his breath as he swore he was going to die before their night was finished.
Jared set the pace - hard and fast. Jon was moaning in his pleasure - he could feel each thrust Jared made and Dom was left helpless in the middle, doing all he could to add to each of the other men's pleasure in the hopes that if they were satisfied, he could find his own dearly longed for end. Dominic arched up, hips undulating rhythmically with Jon and Jared's; he was thrilled to hear their mutters and grunts of appreciation for him, for his body and for what he was doing. As Jon and Jared neared their end, Dom was starting to fear that he was going to be stuck in this damnable Hell teetering on the edge of pleasure and pain forever. Jon cried out the stuttered warning that he was going to come and Jared slowed to a stop and made the command for Jon to do so as well. Dom was disappointed to find that they stopped all of the sudden and Jon rose up some, poised precariously as Jared got a hand between them.
"Continue," Jared growled, keeping still as Jon began to work harder, as if making up for lost time, as he fucked himself all but senseless on Dominic, body moving up and down quickly before he clawed at Dom's chest and pulled at Jared's hair as he came, the hot liquid splashing against his own stomach once more and onto Dom's as well. Jared held Jon in place as best he could before he grunted and took to his own pace once more, a second thought crossing his mind as he released the base of Dom's cock just to hold to his waist and pull him harshly into each thrust before Jared, too, came with a keening cry. Dom laid there, body writhing not from pleasure so much now but from pain as it had come to be too much.
"Please, I beg of you, please," he all but sobbed, looking up at the two men filling him and stifling him before they just grinned and pulled away. Jon was careful as he removed the condom from Dom, tossing it aside and licking the swollen shaft with a purr. Jared discarded of his own waste before he found the vibrator that was still buzzing about on the bed. Jon let one of Dom's legs hook over his shoulder and Jared did the same with the other as the toy was once more plunged within Dom's all too willing body as he cried out in his agonized pleasure. "Please, sir, my Irish Lord...God! Let me come, please," he wailed body arching as he forced himself down upon the toy with each inward motion made.
"I think he's had enough," Jon cooed, nuzzling against Dom's thigh, licking and nibbling along the slightly salty, sweat covered skin as he glanced over to Jared. Jared worked at Dom for a moment longer, delighting in the pleas and begging before he shrugged.
"Then come, Dominic," Jared purred as he bit down on the inside of Dom's thigh, hard enough to draw blood and prompt a scream as he continued to work Dom to oblivion with the vibrator set to the highest setting. After a moment, he reached up, unsnapping the cockring that had been secured tightly around the base of Dom's erection. It took only a few more quickened thrusts and matching, desperate bucks of Dom's hips before he screamed in his ecstasy. His back arched, his legs tensing as shuddering waves of pleasure and heat washed over him as an intense orgasm tore through his body, leaving nothing left in it's wake. He felt the splatter against his chest and stomach, heard the appreciative sounds that came from his lovers but they were all lost in a shroud of darkness as his body fell limp on the bed.
He had passed out completely from it all.
Dom awoke a moment or two later, feeling tender mouths roaming over his body. Jared and Jon cleaning the remains of Dominic's orgasm from his chest and stomach. He shifted and was surprised to see that he was uncuffed and able to move once more. He whimpered softly, pushing Jon back some before he licked at the other man's body yet again, cleaning him up as he had done before. However, this time it was because he wanted to. He nuzzled, licked and purred as he finally found those lips in a lingering kiss before he pulled back. Jared found him, cradling his cheek as he was caught in a heated embrace, not resisting as that tongue snuck into his mouth. Dom could taste himself there and Jon, the flavours mixing before the moment was over and he was left there, dazed and sore.
The three men collapsed together in a sticky, sweaty heap of tangled limbs and messy hair as they continued to offer idle strokes, caresses, kisses and licks. Dom was the first to speak up, a languid grin spreading across his features as he glanced between the two other men.
"So this mean we can do this again sometime?" he asked, smiling when they both caught him in a kiss at the same time, a soft hum escaping the back of his throat as all three tongues worked together briefly before Dom found himself a pillow for the two other men.
Author:
_sblomiePairing: Dominic Monaghan, Jared Leto, and Jonathan Rhys-Meyers
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction meant in no offense to the actors portrayed or meant for profits. Many uncountable thanks to my ever darling, ever wonderful and supportive
elf_skitzo for the help and editing. Title is from "93 Million Miles" by 30 Seconds to Mars.Feedback: Would be greatly appreciated, this is new ground for me to tread on.
Dom's mind was too lost in a haze to even think to remember how it came to be like this, how he ended up in a bed and at his whim. Truth be told, he really didn't care how he ended up there or what had prompted him to get there, just so long as he could stay there and someone touched him. Soon. No, not soon. Now.
His arms flexed, fingers curled tight around the chains connected to the fur lined cuffs around his wrists as he tested the strength of the bonds keeping his arms bound above his head. The headboard creaked and he stopped, afraid of what may happen if he broke the other man's bed but when he glanced over to the nude man sitting in a recliner as if watching his favourite show, all he could see was Jared's smirk. What on Earth was he waiting for? Dom had lost count of how long ago he'd been cuffed to the bed and stripped down to nothing only to be licked, sucked, clawed and bit until he was whining and pleading for more...and then that damnable leather ring was snapped tight around the base of his erection. Innumerable minutes had passed by and he was still there, covered in a light sheen of sweat as he squirmed and whimpered on the bed, waiting for Jared to do something. When he pleaded, Jared had barked the command to be silent or stay on the bed untouched throughout the night.
He resigned himself, stretched out on the bed as he squirmed and tried not to focus on the pressure settled squarely in the bottom of his gut or blush too furiously from the feeling of Jared's blue eyes roaming over his body over and over again. He lifted his head when he heard footsteps and the bedroom door open and close. It was a struggle, but Dom managed to focus on the man that had entered the room, catching a brief glimpse of him before he was lost behind Jared. Jared had instantly smiled and stood up, arms wrapping around the tall, slender man to pull him into a kiss that was met with a mutual pleased, humming moan. When they parted, Dom could hear the soft Irish voice and catch a fresh set of blue eyes raking over his nude form, causing him to squirm anew.
"So this is the surprise you told me to come see," Jonny murmured, smirking as he shrugged the supple leather jacket down off of his shoulders as he swaggered over to the bed. He couldn't help but giggle under his breath when he realized the former Hobbit's eyes were fixed squarely on the swaying motion of his denim clad hips as he moved closer. "He's willing, yea?" Jon asked after a moment, glancing back at Jared at the foot of the bed, brows rose as he idly traced a single fingernail down the center of Dominic's chest.
When Jared realized Dom nearly spoke but caught himself, looking down in a bit of shame for nearly breaking one of the little rules that had already been set for the evening. He smirked, nodded, and rubbed a soothing hand over Dominic's ankle. "Go ahead," Jared purred, smiling more when Dom seemed so excited to be allowed to speak for the first time in nearly an hour.
"Y-yes sir, very willing sir... please?" he pleaded, voice strained as he looked up to Jonathan as if he was the source of his salvation at the moment. His expression sobered when Jon just stared at him before breaking into a fit of laughter and asking Jared if this was for real. Soon as it was confirmed that it was the way of the evening, Jon smirked and easily pulled his belt off and tightened it around Dom's neck.
"Sir's fine an' dandy, mate, but I'd much rather be called your Irish Lord," he purred as he tugged on the leather belt, pulling Dom up closer to him as he loomed down low over the other man. Jon's tongue traced over Dominic's jaw before he caught the man in a desperate kiss; full lips working nimbly before pulling Dom's bottom lip into his own mouth. He bit down, hard, enough so to draw blood and cause Dominic to cry out in pain. And the second Dom cried out, Jared reached out and raked his nails along Dom's side as punishment for the sound.
"I'm sorry, sirs," Dom panted, eyes downcast but not closed. He simply focused on his own chest, and then the raised red marks that were forming on his side to match the others already there. Jon raised a brow, grinning as he saw what just happened and it sunk in that Jared was dead set on being the master of the night and he was more than happy to let that happen. Peeling out of his clothes, using one of the pants legs to hook around Jared's shoulders, pulling his friend close to catch him in another kiss.
Jared reached down, his hands hooking under Jon's thighs before hoisting the other man up and coaxing Jon to wrap his thighs around his waist before he laid them down on the bed next to Dom. Jon arched up as Jared rocked against him roughly, hands holding to his hips to guide him into the motion, keeping him in place as he worked his hips, grinding against the Irishman and delighting in the friction it brought. Moans escaped the two of them but they stopped the second that Dom moaned with them, pulling apart from each other as they moved to sit on either side of him.
"What was that?" Jared asked, voice a dark growl.
Dom didn't respond, turning his head away from Jared and from those searching blue eyes. He cried out more from shock than pain as he was backhanded roughly across his cheek, the yelled demand for an answer echoing in his ear along with Jon's dark laughter. "I moaned, sir."
"Did we say you could moan?"
"No, sir."
"Tell me what you want," Jonathan interrupted, reaching down to caress Dom's jaw before he tugged on the belt still wrapped around Dominic's neck to make sure he got the man's attention once more.
"Please," he murmured, cheeks burning with arousal paired with humiliation. "Please..."
"Please what?"
"Please fuck me, my Irish Lord, sir," Dom pleaded as he looked up to the other man, arms flexing against the bonds as he rolled his hips, thighs spreading before he bit down hard enough to draw blood once more as Jared clawed along the inside of his thigh before his legs were roughly shoved back together. Jared leaned down, tongue teasing along the swollen and sensitive head of Dom's long ignored, quivering erection before he purred and sat back once more.
"What do you think...?" Jared asked, glancing over to Jon, reaching across Dom to rub at Jon's thigh near his crotch, thumb occasionally brushing along the velvety smooth flesh of a hardening cock to teasing along the dark curls present. "I, personally, want you. He can watch," he drawled. "I don't want him thinking he can get what he wants, you can use a toy on him but that's all I'll allow for now."
Jon blushed, reaching down to pick up Jared's hand as he slowly drew a long, slender finger into his mouth and sucked avidly on the digit. His tongue undulated around it and he could taste something he suspected was Dominic on the finger but it simply made him moan before he pulled back, pillowy lips pursed as he sucked as he pulled away. "Give me what you want me to use, or for you to use. I want to hear him as I'm put through this bed," Jon purred, fixing Jared with a heated look. Sure enough, Jared was prepared and procured a vibrator of impressive size from the bedside drawer with a smirk.
Jon found the box of condoms, tearing one foil square off before freeing the latex and dropping down low as he used his mouth to roll it onto Jared with a soft moan. He felt fingers tangle in his hair as he pulled back with a languid suck before he lay back next to Dominic and wrapped his legs around Jared's waist, pulling his friend close to him. There was little warning before he felt the pressure before Jared thrust into him, stretching and filling him so wonderfully. His hands were trembling as he used some lube to prepare the vibrator before handing it off to Jared as he coaxed Dom's thighs apart once more and took a moment to work the toy deep within Dom before turning it on and leaving it there. Jared reached down to hold to Jon's hips, drawing the Irishman into each hard thrust as the other man undulated beneath him, pushing himself up, crying out when Jared sank deeper.
Dom laid there, head turned to the side as he buried his face against his own bicep and tried not to be too vocal as he writhed, causing the vibrator to stir within him before he cried out, pleading for someone to move it, to do something to him. However, if he was heard over Jared's grunts and Jon's whimpering moans and the constant smack of flesh together time and time again, well...he really didn't know. But sure enough, Jon reached a hand back, grasping the base of the toy as he forced it deeper for a second before he began to plunge it into Dom's body. Yet, Jared was still coherent enough enough to yank Jon's arm away, taking the vibrator with it to leave Dom squirming and feeling dreadfully empty once more.
"Do not give him what he wants," Jared growled, each word accented by a hard thrust of his hips. "Now," he growled and on command, Jon's body tensed up and arched away from the bed with a last few bucks of his hips. Crying out Jared's name, he came as shuddering waves of pleasure rushed over his body. Jared finished himself off, using Jon with wild abandon before crying out his own orgasm, he milked himself, thrusting gently until he could no longer support himself. He pulled away and collapsed back onto the bed. Panting, he gingerly removed the spent condom, knotting it off and tossing it into the waste bucket next to the nightstand.
When he saw Jon reaching for a towel to clean himself up, he smirked and stopped his friend with a shake of his head. Jared retrieved the key from the bedside nightstand and undid the lock holding the chains of Dom's cuffs but held tight to the links. "You will lick him clean, but if I see you touch him with anything but your tongue, you will regret it," Jared pointed out, voice almost eerily calm. Dom sat up with some help, kneeling and bracing himself on unsteady arms as he leaned down low, his tongue lapping at Jon's stomach and chest as he cleaned off the Irishman.
Dom thought he was being subtle, hoping the great lengths he was going to clean Jon and the content sounds that Jon was making would be enough to distract Jared whenever he let a hand caress Jon's side just to feel his flesh. He was wrong. Very wrong. His eyes nearly bulged out when suddenly Jared was tugging on the belt looped around his neck, prompting him to sit up.
"I told you what to do, and what did you do?" Jared sighed, motioning for Jon to get something across the room. Of course, his friend scrambled across the room and gathered it up, handing it over before stretching out on his side on the bed. "Brace yourself," Jared suggested as he shifted to kneel next to Dom, who was on all fours. He swung fast and hard, the leather bound side of the paddle landing on the curve of Dom's ass, once, twice, and three times. And then, he twirled it around in his hand and he made a soft brushing motion over the offended skin with the rabbit fur side. Dom twitched away from the contact but he was pulled back into it, shuddering as it was repeated. He couldn't help but squirm as it hurt, but at the same time it was oddly pleasant and brought goose bumps prickling over his entire body.
Finally, Jared shoved him onto the bed, commanding him to stay still as he set the toy aside. The condoms and lube were brought out again. Dom was rolled over and cuffed to the bed yet again in the same position while Jon busied himself with placing the condoms. One on Jared again, and this time, one on Dom. Lube was squeezed onto both of his hands and Jon took his time in languidly stroking both of the men, eagerly looking between them before Jared motioned for him to stop.
"Dom..." Jared cooed, smiling when Dom looked up to him with what looked like the beginning of tears in his eyes. "Dommie, dearest, didn't you say that you wanted to be fucked?" he asked.
"Yes, sir, please sir," he gasped, arms tensing as his fingers wrapped around the links of the chains once more and wet his lips. He was afraid to spread his legs for them this time, waiting until one of the other two men made their moves and decided what was going to be done.
"Good, I'm going to fuck you, and Jonny boy here is going to fuck himself on you," Jared explained as he helped coax Jon to straddle Dom's waist. He worked between Dominic's poor, scratched up thighs, pausing to kiss and nibble along Jon's back before biting down quite harshly on his neck. Jon twitched, pressing back against him and cried out before his voice dissolved into a whimpering moan. "C'mon, Jon, time for self impalement."
Jon shifted easily, raising up as he moved and guided Dom into him as he sank down and a long, low cry escaped past parted lips as he was filled for the second time during the night. His back arched subtly and he reached back to tangle his fingers in Jared's hair before he felt Dom arch beneath him when Jared finally pushed into Dom's body. The three of them laid there together, getting accustomed to the position and feelings, stirring slightly. Dom swearing lightly under his breath as he swore he was going to die before their night was finished.
Jared set the pace - hard and fast. Jon was moaning in his pleasure - he could feel each thrust Jared made and Dom was left helpless in the middle, doing all he could to add to each of the other men's pleasure in the hopes that if they were satisfied, he could find his own dearly longed for end. Dominic arched up, hips undulating rhythmically with Jon and Jared's; he was thrilled to hear their mutters and grunts of appreciation for him, for his body and for what he was doing. As Jon and Jared neared their end, Dom was starting to fear that he was going to be stuck in this damnable Hell teetering on the edge of pleasure and pain forever. Jon cried out the stuttered warning that he was going to come and Jared slowed to a stop and made the command for Jon to do so as well. Dom was disappointed to find that they stopped all of the sudden and Jon rose up some, poised precariously as Jared got a hand between them.
"Continue," Jared growled, keeping still as Jon began to work harder, as if making up for lost time, as he fucked himself all but senseless on Dominic, body moving up and down quickly before he clawed at Dom's chest and pulled at Jared's hair as he came, the hot liquid splashing against his own stomach once more and onto Dom's as well. Jared held Jon in place as best he could before he grunted and took to his own pace once more, a second thought crossing his mind as he released the base of Dom's cock just to hold to his waist and pull him harshly into each thrust before Jared, too, came with a keening cry. Dom laid there, body writhing not from pleasure so much now but from pain as it had come to be too much.
"Please, I beg of you, please," he all but sobbed, looking up at the two men filling him and stifling him before they just grinned and pulled away. Jon was careful as he removed the condom from Dom, tossing it aside and licking the swollen shaft with a purr. Jared discarded of his own waste before he found the vibrator that was still buzzing about on the bed. Jon let one of Dom's legs hook over his shoulder and Jared did the same with the other as the toy was once more plunged within Dom's all too willing body as he cried out in his agonized pleasure. "Please, sir, my Irish Lord...God! Let me come, please," he wailed body arching as he forced himself down upon the toy with each inward motion made.
"I think he's had enough," Jon cooed, nuzzling against Dom's thigh, licking and nibbling along the slightly salty, sweat covered skin as he glanced over to Jared. Jared worked at Dom for a moment longer, delighting in the pleas and begging before he shrugged.
"Then come, Dominic," Jared purred as he bit down on the inside of Dom's thigh, hard enough to draw blood and prompt a scream as he continued to work Dom to oblivion with the vibrator set to the highest setting. After a moment, he reached up, unsnapping the cockring that had been secured tightly around the base of Dom's erection. It took only a few more quickened thrusts and matching, desperate bucks of Dom's hips before he screamed in his ecstasy. His back arched, his legs tensing as shuddering waves of pleasure and heat washed over him as an intense orgasm tore through his body, leaving nothing left in it's wake. He felt the splatter against his chest and stomach, heard the appreciative sounds that came from his lovers but they were all lost in a shroud of darkness as his body fell limp on the bed.
He had passed out completely from it all.
Dom awoke a moment or two later, feeling tender mouths roaming over his body. Jared and Jon cleaning the remains of Dominic's orgasm from his chest and stomach. He shifted and was surprised to see that he was uncuffed and able to move once more. He whimpered softly, pushing Jon back some before he licked at the other man's body yet again, cleaning him up as he had done before. However, this time it was because he wanted to. He nuzzled, licked and purred as he finally found those lips in a lingering kiss before he pulled back. Jared found him, cradling his cheek as he was caught in a heated embrace, not resisting as that tongue snuck into his mouth. Dom could taste himself there and Jon, the flavours mixing before the moment was over and he was left there, dazed and sore.
The three men collapsed together in a sticky, sweaty heap of tangled limbs and messy hair as they continued to offer idle strokes, caresses, kisses and licks. Dom was the first to speak up, a languid grin spreading across his features as he glanced between the two other men.
"So this mean we can do this again sometime?" he asked, smiling when they both caught him in a kiss at the same time, a soft hum escaping the back of his throat as all three tongues worked together briefly before Dom found himself a pillow for the two other men.