Ashley Raventon (
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Fear and Adrenaline, for doctor_terror
From here.
Ashley smiled wryly at the question, tilting his head up to kiss the tip of Scarecrow's scarred nose. "Let me up," he said, pushing at Scarecrow and giving him a pout. Dizzy with afterglow from the intense orgasm, Ashley bit his lip, watching Scarecrow with low-lidded eyes. "You ought to learn how to finger someone."
Ashley smiled wryly at the question, tilting his head up to kiss the tip of Scarecrow's scarred nose. "Let me up," he said, pushing at Scarecrow and giving him a pout. Dizzy with afterglow from the intense orgasm, Ashley bit his lip, watching Scarecrow with low-lidded eyes. "You ought to learn how to finger someone."
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"Say I'm yours," Ashley asked, body languid with pleasure. He rolled his hips back toward Scarecrow, eager for more and completely shameless about what he wanted.
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Trembling and twitching as Scarecrow's hands brushed over his skin, Ashley bucked occasionally as Scarecrow found a sensitive spot, or lingered in a place long enough that it became oversensitive. Keening with pleasure, Ashley spread his legs wider, all but begging for more.
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He braced himself with one arm, letting the other hand dart down between his legs. One touch was all it took and he was spilling himself, gasping with pleasure as the orgasm overtook him.
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He thrust in a few more times until he felt himself run dry, before slowly pulling out and inserting the plug back in. Scarecrow leaned over Ashley once more to whisper into his ear, "Mine..."
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It took him more than a minute to recover, but then he propped himself up on his elbows, playful smiles returning. "That was better," he said, cheeky and grinning, partly because he knew he was tempting fate by being so cheeky with someone so terrifying, and partly because the sex had been some of the best he'd ever had.
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"I must admit, I am rather pleased I decided to spare you," Crane said. "It's more than worked out."
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He climbed into Scarecrow's lap like a demanding cat, lounging and playing with a lock of his own hair. "Do you know anything about sexual torture? I'm thinking exhaustion and overstimulation mostly. I don't want to do anything that hurts. Well, not hurts more than a fierce spanking, anyway."
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"Overstimulation and exhaustion, however, that I might be able to do. Who knows, we might even be able to get creative if it means I can see terror in your eyes."
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"I like creative," he agreed, basking in the pleasure of being petted. "You can make me come pretty easily by fingering me or using toys, and then fuck me while I'm all pliant and overstimulated. I can come, um..." He wrinkled his nose in thought. "I think three times at a go? Might be four. After two I lose count."
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Flashing Scarecrow a smile, Ashley went to go clean himself up, not bothering to put on any clothing.
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Crane put his pants back on before he looked at himself in the mirror briefly, running a finger along a scar. And to think people had urged him to get plastic surgery to get this fixed.
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He took his pants back off, setting them in the wardrobe with the rest of his costume, before crawling into bed with his lover.
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When he woke up the next morning, his sleepy mind was confused at the unfamiliar bed or weight next to him, until he remembered last night. He could have gotten up, as he usually did, but instead he rolled over so he was facing Ashley. Give him something 'pleasant' to wake up to.
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"I trust you slept well, pretty thing?"
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