To Trust A Cop

Beta: None as of yet
Warning: lemon, soft bdsm, anal, you know…
Notes: Just a plotless, smutty piece of chapter…
I’m at a loss for words. I don’t know how to thank you for all of your encouraging words. I guess I can thank you by working hard on my fics?


5

The cop returned with one wet and one dry towel. When passing the table he snapped up Squall’s unfinished beer. The brunet yanked a little at the handcuffs though it didn’t gain him any freedom. Almasy took a swig of the beer before he put it on the nightstand and climbing up in the bed. Squall couldn’t help but notice that the impressive cock was on its way back up.

He yelped and jolted as the wet towel came in contact with his heated skin.

“Stop! Its cold!” He shouted and twisted to get away from it.

“Of course.” The cop chuckled and ran it over his chest and down to his groin.

Squall yelped again and yanked at the handcuffs.

“No, not of course, stop it!” He tried but didn’t succeed in twisting away from the towel and it swiped his body again.

“And miss seeing these standing at attention?” He blond humoured and flicked an erect nipple.

Squall glared as the wet thing was discarded and the dry one was swept over his body. The evil cop gave his sensitive prick a last touch before standing from the bed. The brunet glared after him. Seifer picked some things from his jacket and returned, making him arch an eyebrow. He didn’t get as good a look at the things as he had wanted though, except the tube of lube.

“You have a ‘bind-them-down-and-fuck-them’ fetish.” Squall said dryly and made the man chuckle.

Green eyes racked his body before the cop came looming over his lying form again.

“Then you must have a ‘hold-me-down-and-fuck-me-silly’ fetish.” He smirked and Squall frowned.

“I don’t, you just restrain me every time. I am perfectly fine with fucking the normal way.” He pouted.

Seifer used some force as he spread the youth’s legs, the brunet not too sure if he trusted the blond in that position now.

“What of this isn’t normal?” He murmured as he played with his fingers around Squall’s anus.

“Being tied up.” He growled and hissed as a finger pierced him harshly the whole way inside.

The man shifted closer and rested Squall’s thighs at his own, a hand playing with the brunets perky nipples. The brunet huffed in some discomfort as two fingers were pushed inside him the whole way in. Almasy finger fucked him slowly and as he grazed that sensitive spot, Squall moaned and flinched. A third finger started to push inside causing the youth to make an embarrassing sound and try backing away from the intruder.

“Use lube.” He whined.

“When I want to.” The blond promised and Squall glared half-heartedly.

He was rocked on the bed as Seifer started thrusting in and out with his fingers. He moaned as his spot was rubbed and thrust into. He started squirming for more, his body opening up and inviting the three fingers. Lube or not.

“Do you want to finish your beer?” Seifer asked and Squall shook his head.

The fingers left him and he was turned around to his stomach. Squall eagerly raised his ass as Seifer grabbed the tube. The cop took the beer bottle before shifting behind him. The brunet squirmed against the sticky fingers that were put against his inviting hole. Suddenly something much colder was placed to it and he jolted forward. A strong hand gripped his hip and held him in place.

“What are you doing?” Squall asked, fearing the worst as that cold thing came back.

“Putting a beer bottle up your ass, what else?” The cop purred and Squall tried surging forward, only succeeding in avoiding the bottle for awhile.

“Hyne no! There’s beer in that thing.” He protested.

“Yes, you didn’t finish it.” Seifer agreed and held him hard.

“Then stop!” Squall said panicked as the cold thing was put against him again.

“You want to finish it?”

“No! I don’t want it anywhere near me!” He growled and fought to twist away.

He was harshly pressed down in the bed though his thighs stayed over the blond’s thighs.

“Afraid you don’t have much of a choice.” Seifer said amused and put the bottle to him again.

Squall shouted as it was harshly thrust inside of him. Though it was slicked with lube, it was cold and hard. He twisted hard to try and dislodge bottle and man, but only succeeded in making the blond thrust it deeper into him. It was thrust back and forth a few times, making the youth pant. Suddenly the cop thrust it in hard, making it go a little deeper. The youth shouted and jolted. A warm hand gripped his flank hard and raised his ass in the air.

“Your ass seems to like it very much.” The cop said amusedly.

Squall panted down in the pillow as he felt the liquid fill him. Not much, only fourth a bottle but still. He grunted lightly as it was moved in and out.

“Bastard.” He growled and heard that irritating chuckle.

Suddenly it was harshly thrust into him. He screamed as the thickest part started entering him and the man didn’t stop however much he flailed and twisted to get away. The hurt made his body shake and him to loudly complain with every breath.

“Who’s a bastard?” The cop murmured dangerously.

Squall whimpered as his cock was fisted. It was shamefully erect. His complaining noises turned slowly to embarrassingly moans as he was steadily stroked and fucked with the bottle. So big and hard, it felt wrong to have it up his ass and yet his cock seemed just fine with it. As the bottle was suddenly pressed deeper into him. He started crying out with his breaths as it breached him deeper and deeper.

“Stop, stop.” He moaned.

His body was shaking, his limbs too weak to fight away. Cock still exited and more for every inch.

“Your greedy hole wants this all the way, stop complaining.”

“No, I can’t.” he gasped.

It felt as if it was going up his stomach. Seifer made him arch his back and pressed it in. The pressing stopped and Squall could only stand there shivering and panting, shoulders in the bed, ass in the air. He whined as his prick was stroked slowly and just hard enough. He was so stretched and full. The brunet was pressed down on his stomach, and he cried out as his legs were forced together, making it almost extremely uncomfortable.

For a while, he was fighting to spread them again. The blond only held him down until he gave up. Then he was turned around to his back. Green eyes was dark with lust, the cock was standing hard and red. Squall whined as he was stretched out as much as possible, making his wrists ache in the handcuffs. He panted and his eyes rolled as a warm hand fisted his aching length.

“Whore, you don’t care what it is as long as it stretches your ass full.” Almasy grinned and Squall shook his head.

“It hurts.” He whimpered.

“You seem to like it.”

His cock was jerked off fast a couple of times and Squall panted helplessly. So hot. His body was firmly adjusting to the alien thing in it and didn’t seem to mind it being a beer bottle. The blond let go of him to grab a couple of things from the nightstand. The brunet made a pitiful noise as a cock ring was put on him. The cop did the same to himself.

“Ever used one?” Squall shook his head, dreading the continuation.

“Hurts.” He breathed.

It hurt and still his body was raging with pleasure. The officer lay down half beside him and fisted his hair with one hand. The other roamed his body. Jerked at his cock, stroked his sides, played with his bellybutton. His mouth latched onto Squall’s nipple.

As teeth bit down, the brunet whimpered and even more so as the nub was stretched between hurtful teeth. It was let go and a warm, comforting tongue calmed it, sending shivers along Squall’s body. Seifer moved to the other, putting it through the same treatment. As he returned to the first, Squall squirmed. He complained loudly as it was bit again.

“Hurts, stop.” He whimpered and was actually obeyed.

“How’s the bottle feel?” The blond murmured huskily while giving attention to the trapped cock again.

“Terrible.” Squall lied. It didn’t feel so bad any longer.

Almasy shifted again. He placed himself over Squall’s chest, the swollen cock playing around in Squall’s face.

“Want to know what I think?” He asked huskily as he urged Squall to open his mouth.

“I think you love having it there. As much as you love sucking my big cock.” He leered and moved back and forth.

His body raged with pleasure because of a bottle up his ass and a cock in his mouth. Like he would ever admit it. The cop threw his head back and concentrated on his own pleasure, driving his length back and forth in Squall’s hot mouth, making saliva leak again. The youth closed his eyes and moaned, his body pulsing in pleasure. It made him squirm in a try to find something to gratify him.

Suddenly the cock left his mouth and he tried following it, only succeeding in making a stab at it with his tongue. The man moved down his body and gripped his calves. Squall was harshly spread and the bottle was squeezed out an inch.

“Want me to fuck you with it?” Seifer asked darkly, his harsh breathing and swollen hard cock sure signs of his lust.

Squall nodded and spread himself a little more. He cried out as both his nipples were twisted and dragged in. Enough for Squall to arch after them.

“Didn’t hear you there.”

“Yes, I want you to fuck me with it!” Squall hissed and got another twisting of his sore nipples for it.

But the cop left the nipple game and gripped the bottle. The brunet shouted as it was harshly moved out and then in again. He started moaning with the movements of it. He cried out as it was lodged back in. With a smack to his thigh, Seifer showed him to turn around.

Once on his stomach again, his hips were gripped and he was lifted to his knees. The brunet panted as a hand around his shoulder made him go up on his elbows. The bottle was fisted again and a steady thrusting started. It only took a few thrusts before the blond found the right angle and had Squall panting and moaning with it.

“I can see straight into your slutty body. You look so good on all four getting a bottle up your ass.” The man purred and Squall moaned deeply.

“Do you want daddy’s big cock instead? Want me to fuck you into the next week?” The blond growled as he lodged the thing in him again.

The youth panted and squirmed, wanting more. Wanting that warm cock ramming away in him.

“Yes.” He panted.

Squall shouted as a harsh smack landed at his ass.

“Yes, please fuck me.” He tried instead.

He complained loudly as he received another smack. What the fuck did the man want to hear?

“Please ram my ass with your big cock.” He moaned, wanting it badly.

“Good boy, that’s better. Squeeze that bottle out for me.” The blond murmured and massaged the punished buttock.

Squall hesitated for a moment before he started pushing. It was slow to come. The cop enjoyed watching while slicking his cock. He caught it in time so it didn’t fall down in the bed. Squall moaned as he felt hot liquid trickle down his legs. His body was shivering in excitement. The thick head was put in his wide open entrance and he groaned loudly in both joy and discomfort.

Warm hands circled his hips. Seifer rammed all the way home and Squall screamed, panting hard and moaning. After the bottle, the large cop was almost easy to handle. Almost. His body squeezed around the digit and he felt stretched and full to the brim. Where the bottle had been thin at the head, the cop was thick from head to base.

Seifer withdrew almost everything, only to ram it straight back in. Causing Squall to jolt and moan loudly. One more time and his body started to feel weak. A third time and he was overpowered by pleasure, his arms too weak to keep him up and hence he had to sink down in the bed. He huffed at a fourth such harsh thrust. So good. So good. Hyne, it felt so good.

The man started thrusting eagerly into him. His hands were hard around Squall's hips, cock fucking the brunet harder and faster each thrust. Making skin slap between them, every thrust was making him emit helpless noises. The cop started groaning, the bed was banging the wall and Squall didn’t even try to contain his voice any longer.

“Like my cock, boy whore?” The man growled and thrust hard in him.

“Yes, oh yes, harder, fuck me harder.” Squall moaned fisting the pillow in his cuffed hands.

His body started tingling. His cock was weeping and aching. The only thing preventing release during those thrusts was the damn ring around the base. His head was reeling. The cock left him as suddenly as it had entered. Squall complained and tried weighing back to get it back into his eager body.

The cop shifted and pressed him down before reaching the nightstand. The cuffs where released and Squall, for the moment, couldn’t be more aggravated. Why now of all times? He wanted the bastard fucking him, not releasing his hands.

“Put yourself up for me.” Seifer huskily ordered.

The youth almost moaned at the dark in the green eyes. So hot, so much lust. He squirmed around to his back and spread his legs, pulses of pleasure running through his body because of it. He got a harsh smack at his thigh when he tried touching himself. He whined in complain but spread his legs wider while gripping his buttocks and showing off his wet hole.

The brunet almost purred in joy as the cock ring was taken off of him before the cop released himself.

“You will not touch yourself, if you do those cuffs and that cock ring is straight back on.” The man ordered and his eyes were hard enough for Squall to realise the seriousness.

“But…”

“You will come when I let you, or you will come when I fuck your whoring hole.” The blond growled and Squall huffed in annoyance.

“Then fuck me already.” He said huskily.

The man leered and lowered himself down. The cock was situated against him and he moaned deeply as it was thrust back in. The blond kept his own legs apart and grabbed the smaller man’s shoulders. Squall twisted arms and legs around the cop as he started thrusting in him again.

It was so good to have the weight of the man between his legs and the thick organ pumping in his shivering body. Squall shouted as the pace was brutally picked up. It smacked, the wall was banged by the bed again. Squall’s high pitched half moans half screams mixed with the blond’s deep grunting. Close. Hyne, he could taste his release.

Seifer forced one of his legs away and stopped. Squall followed the man’s movement as they turned around, the brunet ending up straddling the man. Seifer gripped his hips and lifted him somewhat. The brunet shouted as the cock was rammed in him. Hard and fast and straight into all his good spots.

He started whimpering and moaning pitifully. His body was burning, he wanted to touch, wanted to come. He bit his lip to not do so.

“I’ll fill you with cum, boy. You like that? Being filled with sperm?” Seifer grunted darkly.

“Just… a little more.” He gasped.

Sweat trickled down his body. It felt as if he would explode, heart racing. Every thrust enough to send him over the peak and yet it didn’t. Seifer grunted with two resounding thrusts before slamming him down and lodging the large cock so deep in him it was pushing the limit. Squall arched and cried out. His orgasm ripped through him and his cock sprouting its seed.

He collapsed on top of the other, breathing harshly and blood pumping hard. Seifer was panting in his ear, strong arms circling his shivering body. They lay panting for a long time. Long enough for the cop’s prick to shrink and slip out of his abused anus. As his body cooled down, he became sluggish and tired. It was nice lying where he did.

Nice enough for him to fall asleep when no one prevented him.


Author’s note:
That’s just the introduction. Our friendly cop will soon show Squall what it means to be a toy to an Almasy *evil grin*

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