Pairing/Characters: Brian/Tommy
Rating (Word Count): NC-17 (2x100)
Warning(s): None
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"You know," Brian tugged at Tommy's ear piercings, teeth biting gently into his flesh. "We're gonna have to be flexible these next couple of months."
Tommy bit his lip, closing his eyes, pulling at the restraints on his wrists, holding back a whimper when Brian moved to his nipple and started working it with his teeth and tongue.
"Wh-what do you mean?" he gasped out breathlessly.
"Traveling, out of the country, can't bring all my toys, we'll have to make do, improvise."
A grunt slipped out from Tommy when Brian's hand closed around his dick.
"Don't come yet, pretty boy."
"See? My hand's a pretty good cock ring."
"So's your mouth," Tommy huffed, hips arching up into Brian's touch.
"Tsk Tsk," Brian scolded him, pinching his nipple with two fingers. "My fingers are pretty good clamps too, but those aren't the toys I meant."
A puff of air whooshed out as Tommy blew hair off his forehead where it was stuck to his skin, sweaty and dark. "Like which ones?"
"The flogger, the paddle, the crop."
"Oh yeah," Tommy said wistfully, "I'm gonna miss those."
Brian turned him enough to deliver a stinging slap to his ass. "No, you won't."