Fear and Adrenaline, for doctor_terror

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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."

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[doctor_terror]

Scarecrow's blue eyes gazed at Ashley's flawless body, his hand running down his chest, before leaning over the bed to retrieve the lubricant. "My plaything..." Crane slicked up his fingers and his hand immediately went between Ashley's legs, pressing against his entrance before pushing a pair of fingers in.

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"Yes, master," Ashley murmured, dark eyes like voids beneath his red lashes. He gasped at the touch of Scarecrow's fingers, dropping back into the pillows with a moan and relishing the touch, the attention, the pleasure, and most of all the feeling of being possessed by something as wonderful and frightening as Scarecrow.

[doctor_terror]

Scarecrow grinned as he thrust his fingers into the willing body beneath him, his eyes locking with Ashley's. "Look upon me," He whispered, circling Ashley's nipple with his free hand. "Gaze into the face of terror. I am fear." It was Crane's idea of dirty talk.

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Ashley cried out, cheeks flushing with fear and pleasure as he obeyed. His heartbeat quickened, focusing on Scarecrow's dreadful face and knowing that he was utterly helpless and exposed, prey to his monster. He whimpered, biting down hard on his own lip as he held Scarecrow's eyes.

[doctor_terror]

Scarecrow drank in Ashley's gaze, the mix of fear and pleasure a cocktail that spurned him on. He began to scissor his fingers, glad that he'd done a little 'extracurricular' reading this afternoon. His tongue slid out between the threads of his mask and slowly ran up Ashley's beautiful lips.

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Ashley whimpered at the kiss, writhing beneath his partner as he was fingered open, much more skillfully than before. He reached up, clinging to Scarecrow and trembling with fear and lust. Flicking his tongue in return, Ashley whimpered and gasped, eager for more despite his terror.

[doctor_terror]

Scarecrow shifted his fingers until he found Ashley's prostate, having approximate knowledge of where it might be. His face went to where his lover's neck met his shoulder and took a whiff. "I can smell your fear. It is intoxicating."

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"Monster," Ashley whimpered, rocking his hips hungrily into the touch and keening for more. He nuzzled at Scarecrow, terror and vulnerability making his emotions fasten all the more securely onto Scarecrow, to trust and obey him. "I'm yours. Your plaything. My monster."

[doctor_terror]

Scarecrow finally withdrew his fingers, running the slick digits along his lover's thigh and leaving a trail of lubricant, like a snail. "Before tonight is out, I will hear you scream."

Crane unzipped himself to lubricate his cock, which he wasted no time in penetrating the younger man with, releasing a moan of relief.

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Ashley cried out as Scarecrow entered him, feeling another spike of fear along with the pleasure. He whimpered once, clinging tightly to his lover. His pulse throbbed rabbit-fast in the tight ring of muscles around Scarecrow's cock, making Ashley feel hyper-sensitive. "Scarecrow."

[doctor_terror]

Scarecrow didn't bother starting off gentle tonight, thrusting hard and fast into the younger man, savoring the feel of his body. He closed his eyes as he felt the tight muscles clamp around his cock.