""Are you threatening to kidnap my family?"
"Who says I haven't already?""
I'm in a celebratory smut mood
I was originally supposed to be in two races but I volunteered for a 200 IM race
my team is split into green and silver, green is super fast people and silver is losers like me lol
the most we do in silver is 100 freestyle so 200 is twice anything we've done during practice
yes I lost the race as expected but I'm still happy because I challenged myself
That was long and unnecessary lol
Edge struggled against his bindings, straining his toned muscles but achieving nothing. He cursed furiously, harsh metal shackles digging into his raw wrists and ankles.
A man appeared in the doorway of his cell.
"Fuck off!" Edge growled, glaring at him.
The blond smiled and stood in front of him.
The ginger spat at him.
"What power do you have to stop me?" the man smirked, calmly wiping spit from his pants.
Edge only frowned.
"This isn't just about you, you know."
Edge's eyes widened for a split second before narrowing with rage and worry. "Is that a threat to kidnap my family?"
Lancer laughed, "Who says I haven't already?"
Edge gave such a ferocious roar that it even stunned his captor, who could only watch as Edge yanked at his restraints, angry tears leaking down his face.
"Whatever you want from me, you can have it. I don't give a shit about anything as long as my sister and brother are safe."
Lancer wouldn't lie, he was surprised by the ginger's response. "A-and your parents?"
Edge looked away.
"You'd kill them if you could. I know you would, wouldn't you?"
Edge buried his face in his hands, failing to hide his miserable sobs.
"Why can't you?"
"Why can't you?" Edge shot back with enough feisty rage to make one forget he was crying.
"They're my bosses? And they're influential?"
Edge bit his lip. "Do you love them?"
"Of fucking course not. They're assholes. I'd rather do anything than work for them."
"Then why don't you leave?"
Lancer hesitated. He didn't have an answer, but he knew the truth. "I have nothing else." Disliking the direction of the conversation, he turned the question. "Do you love your mafia?"
Edge shook his head, "I only owe them for keeping me alive."
"And why not me? Don't you owe me?"
"You fucking kidnapped me! It's been weeks!"
"But you're still alive."
Edge didn't have an answer to that.
"You wouldn't be alive if your parents knew you were here. Also why would I kidnap your siblings? They're more your enemies than mine, at least on a technicality. They're not at all involved in mafia matters anyway."
"You have alternative motives from my parents and their mafia. What are they?"
"Honestly, I just want to leave. Start all over again. Find a job, a home, a family, maybe. I just want out."
"My mafia will come for me any day, you know."
Lancer shrugged and smiled.
Soon ended up being 18 months.
As more and more time passed, Edge grew more subdued, and less hopeful for rescue. Lancer didn't treat him badly, and that constantly bothered him. It was free hospitality, but Edge could find nothing the blond wanted in return. He didn't understand why Lancer spoke to him so gently, or why the man asked him to talk about himself. He always felt more calm after getting things off his chest, but he didn't see why it felt so good confiding in the very man who'd kidnapped him.
As time went on, he wasn't quite sure anymore if it was an abduction or a rescue.
Lancer became more lax about keeping Edge imprisoned, and eventually left it to just locking him in his apartment. Edge also found that he liked this domestic kind of life, especially because Lancer let him cook. He'd loved cooking before being abducted and recruited by the mafia opposing his parents. While Lancer was at work, Edge found he didn't even really want to leave.
He still never grew quite comfortable with the way that Lancer would accept nothing in return.
On a day after a few months of captivity, he found he couldn't take it anymore. Whether Lancer liked it or not, there had to be something he wanted from Edge that made him kidnap him.
Lancer came home like any other day but when he called his greeting, Edge didn't appear.
"Find me!"
Edge's voice, but with a playful tone that Lancer had never heard before. He searched each room before finding Edge in the bedroom, sprawled across their bed.
His strong legs were spread, showcasing his ass while he touched himself, stroking himself and tweaking his nipples, moaning through it all. Lancer felt a twitch in his pants, and internally despaired. "E-Edge?"
Edge responded with a dirty moan.
Blushing, Lancer averted his eyes, stumbling backwards out of the room. Noticing this, Edge sprang off the bed, falling to his knees at Lancer's feet.
"Don't go," he begged, clinging onto one of Lancer's long legs. He nuzzled the growing bulge in the blond's pants affectionately before licking it, eyes fixed on Lancer's flushed face. His small, teasing licks soon became lewd sucking, and Lancer found his fingers laces through soft ginger locks, satisfied groans rolling from his throat.
He half collapsed onto the bed while Edge unzipped his pants, pulling out his hardened member.
"Huge~" he commented, eyes glowing with lust. He quickly kissed up and down Lancer's thighs before decorating his tip with tiny kisses, making him hiss.
"More~!"
Edge obeyed, sucking slowly. Lancer found his hips bucking, anything to get that hot, velvety mouth against his sensitive flesh.
Hungry for more, Edge dropped on the member, letting it fill his mouth, his tongue sliding against it lazily.
"Haahh~! Edge~!"
Edge moaned as Lancer's grip unconsciously tightened on his hair, pulling a little. He liked the pain, and as hungry as he was to have Lancer fucking that huge cock down his throat, he drew back, only sucking and licking gently at the blond's tip.
The blond was panting, highly aroused. He'd sworn to himself he wouldn't force Edge into anything sexual, but this was Edge seducing him instead.
The teasing was getting to him, and he needed more.
He didn't even realize he was pulling Edge's hair until the ginger cried out, though from a glance at his face it was clear he loved it.
Lancer smirked, "You're a kinky motherfucker, aren't you~?"
Edge only moaned in response before deep throating the other man.
Lancer gasped, eyes wide, mouth agape. His hips rolled in a steady rhythm against the blissful warmth of Edge's mouth.
"Why are you so fucking good at this~?" Lancer managed, breathing heavily, arousal and pleasure consuming his nerves.
Edge didn't answer, instead massaging the blond's balls while continuing to throat his length. He knew Lancer would cum soon, and he wanted that seed.
Lancer came sooner than he expected, right when Edge pulled back for air. The white substance splattered all over his face, a lot getting in his mouth and dripping from his wet lips, some of it bridging from his mouth to Lancer's tip.
Edge grinned.
He wasn't done yet.
Lancer allowed himself to enjoy the moment before coming back to his senses, and apologizing profusely.
Edge wouldn't hear it.
He crawled on top of the blond, slowly pushing him to a lying position on the bed. This also forced him to watch the ginger swallow his seed, accompanied by several approving noises.
With an innocent smile, Edge dove in and kissed him passionately, coaxing Lancer to return his actions and affections. Hesitantly, Lancer kissed back, gaining confidence from the moans he received in return. Eventually, he pressed his tongue to Edge's teeth, gliding past them in the ginger's eager submission. Their tongues danced against each other, Lancer's filling Edge's mouth.
Edge found he loved being dominated, and ground mischievously against the blond. Lancer grabbed his ass in return, squeezing hard. Edge moaned long, loud, and lewd, kissing and grinding against his man harder. He loved Lancer groping his thick thighs and ass, and he loved being a toy.
"Fuck me~" he requested with a dirty undertone, grinding against him faster, with more desperation. "Fuck me good an hard~"
"Edge~"
But the ginger would hear no protest.
"Pin me down and pound into me until I scream~ Kiss me and fuck me and slap me and bite me and pull my hair~ Punish me and hate me and I'll love you so hard it hurts~ Cum inside your filthy, slutty fucktoy and use me, abuse me, fuck me to your heart's content~!"
With a fierce snarl, Lancer rolled them over, Edge pinned down securely beneath him.
"That's right~ take me~"
Lancer kissed him roughly, holding him in place by his hair. The ginger kissed back with just as much intensity, pulling the man on top of him closer. Pulling away, Lancer kissed up Edge's jawline, hissing, "You'd better be sure you want this, because if I start, I swear I will not be able to stop myself~"
Edge moaned, tilting his head up so that Lancer would kiss his neck. He loved Lancer's tongue and lips against his sensitive skin, nibbling at him and bruising him with hickeys.
"Bite me~" he whispered, giving a cry so lewd in response to the blond indulging his request that Lancer slapped his thigh, only making him moan more.
He gasped as Lancer entered him with no warning. His eyes grew wide with the initial pain, mouth agape in a soundless scream. His arms tightened around Lancer while tears slipped down his cheeks.
Lancer continued to kiss his neck, soothing him with affection. He sobbed loudly, clinging to the blond tightly. He'd touched himself a lot, but never taken an actual dick. Especially not one as big as Lancer's.
Lancer began to move slowly, and as a result, Edge started to moan, jolts of pleasure quickly overpowering the pain. He moves his hips in time with Lancer's steadily increasing thrusts, and his moans get louder the harder they collide.
"F-fuck, I need you~" he gasped, then screamed in bliss from Lancer hitting his prostate. "FUCK RIGHT THERE~!!!"
He threw his head back, eyes rolled up as Lancer continued to fuck him right there, slamming into him. His back arched as he climaxed hard, toes curling into the sheets. He laid there panting and moaning as Lancer fucked him through his orgasm, finally cumming inside of him.
"Ohhh~"
"You feel so good~"
"I love you inside me~"
Edge pulled Lancer down for a sloppy kiss, tired but passionate. His saliva dribbled down his face as Lancer kissed him hard, dominating his mouth with his tongue.
He liked being Lancer's submissive.
Lancer pulled away. "Do you know why I kidnapped you in the first place?"
Edge shook his head.
Lancer smiled, though there was a trace of sadness in it. "I fell in love with you more and more every time I saw you. I just wanted you to love me back..."
To be continued...