Hide and Peek: Second in the Chronicles of Soaked
Come Out, Come Out, Wherever You Are
Hide and Peek: Part III
Come Out, Come Out, Wherever You Are "Where...." Tseng was trying to inquire as to his lover's precise whereabouts, but apparently the puppy was in a mood. Not a demanding mood, obviously, or Tseng wouldn't be tied up, but...a dominant mood? This is my puppy, here, the TURK thought to himself. He's not the dominant type. What he failed to consider was that frustration could change temperaments drastically, and dominant wasn't all that big a step away from demanding. Especially for an elite, whatever job he had.Zack Fair was enjoying this. He was comfortably ensconced in the security control room--or as comfortably as he could be while sporting what had to be the hard-on from hell--and he was watching his ebony-haired lover on screen. Damn, he swore to himself. I know the man's not blind to his sexiness; he's a TURK and they're trained to use all weapons at their disposal to finish the job. But damn...!
His eyes drank in the sight of his lover: ebony hair flowing loose and partly over one shoulder, dark eyes half open and fire sparking in their depths, pale skin clearly depicting the play of muscle as he tensed and tested his bonds, wrists cuffed above his head, feet chained apart, legs spread, a ring around the base of his half-hard cock, beads invisible inside him. When Tseng began trying to reason with him, knowing he was observing and listening via camera, Zack licked his lips in anticipation and carefully flicked a switch up to its lowest setting.Tseng jerked mid-word, teeth clenching shut in shock as the first pleasurable tremor ran through him. It didn't stop, establishing a steady hum that played his nerves like a well-tuned violin. Fuck! What--in Leviathan's name--is he thinking?! A shudder traversed his spine, caressing like an old friend's comfort--but comfort wasn't the feeling left behind. No, lust remained, gathering itself for an attempt at the Wutaian man's notable self-control. And at the rate he was reacting, lust was going to win.
Internal thought processes spurring an alluring offer to his beloved puppy, the TURK let his self-control slip a little. Hips jerking, Tseng raised hooded, yearning eyes to the camera and groaned, "Fuck me...." Perhaps it was a little theatrical, but the Wutaian man knew exactly what his best weapons were against this SOLDIER and he'd have been an idiot not to use all the tricks he had in order to win. Pride--and his ass--were on the line. Come out, come out, wherever you are, puppy. Never mind that he knew where his puppy had to be; Tseng was starting to feel a tad disgruntled.Whining low in his throat, SOLDIER puppy Zack Fair was tempted to undo his pants just to relieve some of the tension. But that would be as good as forfeiting the round, and what Zack started he also finished. If that meant his pants felt too tight, then so be it. So he exited the room, stalking down the hall to see his tempting lover.
When he entered, he leaned against the door's frame, posing for best effect.Tseng felt his breath catch in his throat the moment his puppy walked into the room. Leviathan, that's a gorgeous sight.... All irritation at his lover melted away in the face of the well-toned body before him.
Shirtless, dog tags hanging free, pants pulled tight around the bulge in front.... The Wutaian man's thoughts stopped there. He couldn't get past the yearning to play with the erection so obviously there. A little teeth, a little tongue.... He yelps softly when I play rough after teasing him, and the way his eyes roll.... Zack smirked when a delighted shudder rippled up and down his captive's spine. He does love to see me sans clothes, he thought smugly. "Is something wrong?" The grin on the SOLDIER's face stated plainly that he knew and was just being a brat. "I can't help if you don't tell me, lover." His voice dropped low, husky with desire, and his eyes darkened with lust. Moaning involuntarily, Tseng felt his hips jerk again. Son of a--he's doing this on purpose, seethed the TURK. Unfortunately for the Wutaian man, his body didn't care about reasons so long as it was played with, petted, stroked, laved, teased...and all the while, the vibrating beads hummed happily inside him, pushing him to greater heights.This is heaven. Together again, at last.... Closely on the heels of that thought came another one. This is hell. The wait alone is gonna kill me.... Patience was not the puppy's strong suit.
Dark eyes closed against the onslaught of pleasure washing through him. Tseng didn't know exactly when his puppy dropped to the floor, but suddenly he really, really loathed that damned cock ring. It was preventing his release, keeping him on edge, throwing him further and further away from reason...and he was enjoying every second of it.
The mouth around him squeezed as Zack sucked, let air in when he licked and nibbled, sent waves of heat through him every time his puppy's breath wafted over sensitive skin. Leviathan, it's been too long.... Hands reached up to tease and torment nipples, attaching clamps and flicking playfully. It was cruel of Zack to keep him on the brink for so long, but Tseng was finally getting the touch he'd needed, and suddenly his mind couldn't bring itself to care.