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Hanging by a thread [9/10]

[(Anonymous)]

“So how long have you had this little crush Desmond?” Shaun asked, nonchalantly pressing one slicked finger between the novice's legs. “I-I told you, the first day we- ahhha~” Desmond's words were lost when the waiting finger suddenly pressed inside, and it took a moment after for him to remember what he was talking about” - first day we met, when you called me a baby, I'm 'ohh' j -just a masochist like that..” Desmond gasped, quietly cursing Shaun for making him talk while being fingered.

“I called you a tiny child” the historian corrected sharply, but his tone soon softened as he added “-but does that mean you enjoy being called names, you stupid American twat?” Desmond practically purred under his hands, obviously loving the callous treatment. Then again, the fact that he decided to add a second finger could have helped. “Muumm, yha..’Just a little deeper Shaun, oh god yesss'.. I'm always such a pain...” Desmond admitted, rolling his hips against Shaun's fingers, his breathy moans going straight to the Brit's groin.

“yes you are, little whining baby Desmond, always needs me to take care of him” Shaun murmured, the deep tones mixing with his already sexy British accent, in a way that just the sound of it made Desmond desperate to get on with this, but he held his tongue.

“a-and I never leave you alone..” Desmond suggested, trying to goad the other into more of those sensual insults. “Umm humm~” Shaun agreed, scissoring Desmond open and sliding in a third finger. Enjoying the soft gasp it earned him from the American. “You're always so desperate for my attention, who knew all you really wanted was my dick?”

The slight penetration of those fingers disappeared, as they slid out of his now adequately prepared entrance. Desmond whined, caught between missing the stimulation and the promise of so much more. He felt the other shift behind him, and more fussing with a lube bottle. After a few moments of nothing the ex-bartender was becoming impatient. He shot a glance over his shoulder to see what was taking Shaun so long, catching a sidelong glance of the other coating himself in the clear liquid.

Desmond felt his mouth beginning to water, having to force his eyes away to prevent himself from pouncing on the historian, and handling this himself, instead trying to focus on his own heartbeat, most of the blood it was pumping rushing straight to his cock, rock hard between his legs and aching in almost perfect sync with his pounding heart, but soon his thoughts were shattered as he felt a Slicked cocktip on his entrance, strong hands gripping his hips from behind as Shaun leaned over his assassin.

“How bad do you want it Desmond? Remind me...”Shaun growled into the younger man's ear, apparently not able to resist goading the other. Desmond's grit his teeth, quickly finding the end of his patience. Giving an almost animalistic hiss, he shot Shaun a look as menacing as he could muster, given the fact he was currently kneeling with his legs open for him. “Shaun” the American spat “if you don't shove that hard cock into me this fucking second I swear to god I'll-”

This time it was Desmond's turn to be cut off mid threat, because Shaun had already thrust forward into the ex-bartender's taut insides, the words gave way to a sharp intake a breath, followed by a long moan of pain, it had been a while since he had last been penetrated like this, and in his rush he must had forgotten about that little detail.

To Desmond's dismay, Shaun started to move his hips long before he was ready. A stab of fresh pain shot up his spine, causing him give a short cry, buckling his hips to halt the offending movements. “J-jackass, slow down a second..” Desmond groaned, unimpressed with his partners brash behaviour. “What?” Shaun exclaimed indulgently, “You're the one who wanted this so bloody badly!”

“I do, but I need a second, your bigger than I'm used to... even with the lube I need a little time to adjust” Desmond admitted, “is that supposed to be a compliment?” the bit muttered, managing keep his winning attitude even when he was cock deep in hot Desmond.