Another part of his mind clinically noted that he was seconds away from passing out. It wondered if he'd ever wake up.
The first rush of air was as sweet and painful as it was unexpected. His head spun with euphoria as he sucked in several quick breaths before pausing. It was an old instinct that knew too much, too fast was just as bad as none at all. Born from the days before he'd really got on Abstergos' bad side and thought asphyxiation was titillating. Back when the thought of death and pain wasn't as much of a reality as it was now.
He banished those thoughts as quickly as they appeared, now was not the time to reminisce about his sordid past. Shaun slumped against the wall and breathed until he could see Alex clearly. His voice, when he spoke was hoarse. "What the hell do you want?"
Alex tilted his head to the side. An oddly delicate and birdlike gesture. "What do you want?"
"I don't-" Shaun trailed off into a series of coughs that emphasized how bruised and abraded his throat felt. Goddammit. He didn't need that reminder.
Alex was grinning, eyes staring him down intently as he shifted. One thigh sliding between Shaun's and rubbing up. Making Shaun horrifyingly aware of how little his body cared for what his mind might or might not want.
Shaun blanched.
"You like that," Alex said. The suddenly sharp tips of his fingers running down Shaun's chest. Nicking his skin as he casually ripped open Shaun's shirt. Playing with the blood that beaded up from the shallow cuts. "I can play that game too."
Shaun hadn't the air to protest before. Still didn't but the man's intent was hideously clear enough that the word wrenched out with his coughs. "No!"
"I wasn't asking for permission," Alex said it simply and calmly. Claws slicing deeper making Shaun cry out in pain. The tentacle around his neck slipping and sliding in a lazy coil that tightened by tiny increments. "Just so we're clear, I'm going to fuck you. Anyway that I want to and there isn't a damn thing you can do about it."
"No," it's a useless protest Shaun knows it but it slips out anyway. Ignored like everything else he's said.
"Now, get on your knees," Alex ordered and didn't give Shaun a chance to comply. One broad hand grabbing his shoulder and forcing him down. Putting his face level with the man's hard dick hanging out of his open jeans.
Shaun struggled to push away but Alex's hand did not budge.
His prick slid across Shaun's lips and cheek. Leaving behind something slick that made Shaun clench his teeth shut hard. Turning his head sharply away for good measure. Alex only laughed at his display. One hand grabbing his hair and forcefully turning him back while the other cupped his cheek in a parody of gentleness.
"I got no problems doing you dry," Alex ran his thumb down Shaun's nose, the warning behind it clear. "You might though. Suck it."
Shaun shuddered and opened his mouth. Tasting the trail of fluid left behind, familiar and yet off, before his mouth was unceremoniously filled with the man's dick. Shaun choked, hands flying up to grip surprisingly bony hips in a futile attempt at control. He was pulled down though, feeling every inch of the prick sliding in and down his throat and making him gag.
Just as abruptly, he was released. Shaun pulled away with a gasp and almost fell face first onto the cold floor. He looked up at Alex who leaned back against the wall and crossed his arms. Only the tentacle around Shaun's throat keeping him from running.
"I'm not doing the work for you," Alex said, an amused smile turning his lips up. "I'm going to fuck you. If you don't want me to rip you in half you'd better get to work. Before I lose my patience."
Re: Between a Floor and a Dangerous Place [2/?]
The first rush of air was as sweet and painful as it was unexpected. His head spun with euphoria as he sucked in several quick breaths before pausing. It was an old instinct that knew too much, too fast was just as bad as none at all. Born from the days before he'd really got on Abstergos' bad side and thought asphyxiation was titillating. Back when the thought of death and pain wasn't as much of a reality as it was now.
He banished those thoughts as quickly as they appeared, now was not the time to reminisce about his sordid past. Shaun slumped against the wall and breathed until he could see Alex clearly. His voice, when he spoke was hoarse. "What the hell do you want?"
Alex tilted his head to the side. An oddly delicate and birdlike gesture. "What do you want?"
"I don't-" Shaun trailed off into a series of coughs that emphasized how bruised and abraded his throat felt. Goddammit. He didn't need that reminder.
Alex was grinning, eyes staring him down intently as he shifted. One thigh sliding between Shaun's and rubbing up. Making Shaun horrifyingly aware of how little his body cared for what his mind might or might not want.
Shaun blanched.
"You like that," Alex said. The suddenly sharp tips of his fingers running down Shaun's chest. Nicking his skin as he casually ripped open Shaun's shirt. Playing with the blood that beaded up from the shallow cuts. "I can play that game too."
Shaun hadn't the air to protest before. Still didn't but the man's intent was hideously clear enough that the word wrenched out with his coughs. "No!"
"I wasn't asking for permission," Alex said it simply and calmly. Claws slicing deeper making Shaun cry out in pain. The tentacle around his neck slipping and sliding in a lazy coil that tightened by tiny increments. "Just so we're clear, I'm going to fuck you. Anyway that I want to and there isn't a damn thing you can do about it."
"No," it's a useless protest Shaun knows it but it slips out anyway. Ignored like everything else he's said.
"Now, get on your knees," Alex ordered and didn't give Shaun a chance to comply. One broad hand grabbing his shoulder and forcing him down. Putting his face level with the man's hard dick hanging out of his open jeans.
Shaun struggled to push away but Alex's hand did not budge.
His prick slid across Shaun's lips and cheek. Leaving behind something slick that made Shaun clench his teeth shut hard. Turning his head sharply away for good measure. Alex only laughed at his display. One hand grabbing his hair and forcefully turning him back while the other cupped his cheek in a parody of gentleness.
"I got no problems doing you dry," Alex ran his thumb down Shaun's nose, the warning behind it clear. "You might though. Suck it."
Shaun shuddered and opened his mouth. Tasting the trail of fluid left behind, familiar and yet off, before his mouth was unceremoniously filled with the man's dick. Shaun choked, hands flying up to grip surprisingly bony hips in a futile attempt at control. He was pulled down though, feeling every inch of the prick sliding in and down his throat and making him gag.
Just as abruptly, he was released. Shaun pulled away with a gasp and almost fell face first onto the cold floor. He looked up at Alex who leaned back against the wall and crossed his arms. Only the tentacle around Shaun's throat keeping him from running.
"I'm not doing the work for you," Alex said, an amused smile turning his lips up. "I'm going to fuck you. If you don't want me to rip you in half you'd better get to work. Before I lose my patience."