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The lack of smoothness of Fleck's words caused delight. He loved reducing Fleck down to this.

"Yeah?"

He added a third, stretching Fleck further. He curled his fingers down with each slow thrust.

"I think you will enjoy what I have planned before that."

"Do I get to know what you have planned?"

He doubted it, but there was no harm in asking, right? Dick might have suddenly decided to be nice and tell him what he wanted to know.

He doubted it, but it could happen.

Dick hummed.

"In a moment."

He continued to slowly fuck Fleck with his fingers until he was satisfied. The pop of a cap sounded again and a smooth blunt object, thicker than his own fingers, was pushed ever so slowly into Fleck.

Which meant that Dick wasn't going to tell him, he was going to show him.

There went his idea of being forewarned and knowing what to expect.

His body shifted slightly when the toy pressed against him, and he relaxed to allow Dick to push it in

Dick thrust the toy in and out, one hand rubbing up and down Fleck's thigh.

He switched it the toy on.

His body shuddered a little and he began rocking his hips to the pace of the toy, enjoying the sensation it gave.

Then it began to vibrate.

He stilled for a moment then groaned, hips rocking more eagerly again.

Dick felt a spark go between his legs at Fleck's groan. His wished he could see Fleck's face, contoured in pleasure.

Somewhere in the back of his mind, it supplied Fleck's offhanded comment about of possibly having a threesome.

He leaned over Fleck, hand reaching around to grasp at Fleck's cock to stroke it firmly and steadily in time with the vibrator. He nipped at a shoulder blade, scratching the skin with his fangs.

"I can promise you," he said, "you are not going to cum this way."

Yet slide of the vibrator and the grip he had on Fleck said otherwise.

He groaned softly when Dick began stroking his cock, hips rocking, pushing himself back against the toy thrusting into him, then into the hand stroking him.

Fleck shuddered when Dick's fangs dragged across his skin.

"I know," he grunted.

Nothing was ever easy with Dick. He knew that.

"Where is the gasp of horror?"

He was predictable, he knew.

But teasing and frustrating his boyfriend like this was too much fun.

He kneeled precariously on the edge of the bed to be able to lean over his boyfriend. The shudder not going unnoticed, he scrapped his teeth against him again.

It wasn't coming.

Dick was predictable in his teasing. There'd be no gaps of horror yet. Not until Dick did something to break from the norm. It'd happen. Dick would be predictable enough.

Fleck's thighs twitched when Dick's fangs scraped against his backside again.

Dick kept going, thrusting the vibrating toy in and out at a steady pace with his hand to bring Fleck closer and closer on the verge of coming.

He sucked on a patch on the curve of his ass, leaving it bright red when his mouth pulled away with a pop. Then he marked up another part, higher. Then another, so the lower portion of his bash would resemble the inside of his thighs.

Fleck groaned when Dick began marking his ass.

His hips continued their strange rocking, pushing against the toy and into Dicks hand as he tried to case the pleasure DIck was definitely going to take away from him.

He licked his lips, then bit at the inside of his lower lip.

Dick kept going, forcing Fleck closer and closer to climax.

He switched the vibrator up. Then again. The vibrations were so strong he could feel it through his fingertips and up his forearm. He thrust it down, pressing against the bundle of nerves inside Fleck.

"Fuck!"

Fleck jerked, trying to pull away from the intense vibrations.

He knew that if he came, Dick would do something as a sort of punishment for him.

He didn't want that.

The sudden loud swear made his cock jump. It was rewarding making Fleck loud.

Dick gave a sudden slap to Fleck's ass.

"Stay still."

He gripped Fleck's hip roughly, the hand holding the vibrator moved faster and unrelenting. The only source of pleasure now.

"Tell me when you're going to cum."

Fleck gritted his teeth when Dick slapped his ass and ordered him still.

He tried. He really did. It was difficult to keep still, even if he wasn't trying to get away from the sensation.

His thighs trembled, and it really wasn't long before he was grunting his impending release at Dick.

Dick kept going until he was sure Fleck was tethering on the edge of orgasm before turning the vibrator off and pulling it out.

He let Fleck breath for a few seconds and come down from the high.

"Would you like me to keep going with this?"

He turned the vibrator on again, pressed against his entrance.

"Or would you like me to fuck you?"

Fleck whined when the stimulation was taken away.

He knew that would happen. He'd been anticipating it, but it still threw him. He'd been so damned close.

"Fuck me. Please."

He wanted more.

Dick tapped the front of Fleck's thighs and kissed the small of his back.

"Put your feet on the floor."

He wasn't about the test his balance further on the edge of the bed - as hilarious falling off Fleck while fucking sounded.

Fleck shifted, carefully feeling for the edge of the bed.

Again, he definitely wasn't graceful, but he found himself stood on the ground, chest still pressed into the bed, bent over for Dick.

A hand splayed on the small of Fleck's back as he guided himself in.

The first few thrusts were slow. So, so slow. He let out a low groan before swearing under his breath.

"Like this?" He purred, leaning forward to press against Fleck's back. "Or like this?"

He snapped his hips fast and hard, jolting Fleck's forward and caused the bed to creak.

Fleck groaned, long and slow, and thrust his hips backwards to try and get a bit more from the torturously slow pace.

He was greeted with just what he wanted when Dick's hips snapped forwards at a far more brutal pace.

"Yes," he moaned.

This hard pace was what he wanted.

He stopped altogether. His thighs shook and he had to take control of his breathing.

Him being a little shit wasn't just affecting one person then. It was torturous for himself. He wanted to keep going and push them both to climax.

But he wanted to be irritating even more.

"I need a clearer answer."

Fleck hissed when Dick stilled.

Damn him.

Little shit.

"Please fuck me. Hard. Please, Dick. Please." He wanted more and he definitely wasnt going to hold back from begging.

Worth it.

He threaded his fingers into Fleck's hair to grip it and pull his head back.

He gave Fleck the fast and hard pace he wanted - the same unrelating pace that he could usually keep.

With his head pulled back, he bit Fleck's lobe.