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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Glee
  Relationship:
      Kurt_Hummel/Wes_(Glee)
  Character:
      Kurt_Hummel, Wes_(Glee)
  Stats:
      Published: 2011-03-06 Words: 341
****** Loosing Control ******
by hazyjayne
Summary
     Wes is falling apart
Notes
     Part of pyroclastic @ LJ's 1SM. Lextempus asked for: Kurt/Wes;
     Inappropriate_places_to_have_sex_in.
Wes looked up; moonlight spilled through the windows into the Warblers
rehearsal room over the wooden panelling, the high backed sofas and soft rugs.
The only other source of light in the room came from a coal fire crackling in
the grate.
He is bent over the table that the council sits at. Leather cuffs enclose his
wrists and ankles, legs spread, with rope knotted in a careful fashion to
ensure he cannot escape twists from the leather cuffs to the heavy mahogany
table. His mouth is stuffed with a plastic ball gag. He has managed to keep
most of his uniform, however his pants and briefs have been pulled down to
expose his smooth bottom.
All he can hear is the footsteps falling slowly and deliberately behind him.
Then he hears a new sound; his ears prick up. The soft snap of latex, then the
squeeze of a lube bottle being pumped. The latex rustles as the lube is worked
over the fingers. The footsteps now make their way towards him.
A finger is placed to his puckered hole, smoothing some of the lube around it,
then one of the fingers penetrates his ring of muscles.
Wes gasps.
The finger pulls in and out, slowly at first, then gaining pace. A second is
quickly added and the speed increases and soon it becomes far more pleasant
than painful. Waves of pleasure go through Wes's body. His feels a rising
molten heat just below his stomach. Finally a third finger is added and all
three fingers crock slightly. Rather than going straight in and out a twisting
action is added to the motion.
Wes moans.
The other hand, also clad in latex, reaches for Wes's cock and starts to stroke
it. Fast enough to be of interest, but not quick enough to be able to orgasm
from it.
"You say you like order and discipline, but yet here you are, at the place
where you have the most power completely falling apart because of my control.
Amusing, isn't it?" Kurt smirked.
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