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Category:
1 through F › Charmed
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
Views:
10,594
Reviews:
37
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Charmed, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 4
More Review, I love them!
Sorry about the shortness of these chapters. I just can’t write longer sex scenes.
But if please note that whenever I see a review I do start to type more. Pretty please. I love you a The There’s more bondage in here. Bound up Chris. Come on we all know that’s what we wanted to see on Charmed.
Thank you Ashlee, and Dominique and Findly, and Jay and Janice, and Dukky and Sky.
And anyone else who wants to review either of my stories.
Well, Chapter 4
Wyatt took immense joy in gagging his brother. His lover whimpered a few more times before Wyatt pushed him onto the bed. For all of Chris’ love of sex and kink he was never one to like being fully restrained. Well this was Wyatt’s new game to play. And he was going to play it. He hadn’t even whipped Chris’ face off. The cum had cooled but still gleamed in the shadowed light. Claiming on the bed too he pulled the bound witch up so he could secure the leather cuffs to the headboard with another strip of leather. Moving down to his ankles he tied them together with another strip of black kinky-ness. After he dropped Chris’ ankles and then began to glide his hand up to the imp’s legs while warming the small one with his own body. He nuzzled the skin just below the bellybutton. Driving the cherub mad. He tried to move his hips up to gain contact and release but Wyatt held him down.
Holding the squirming hips he kissed them on the joint between the hips and leg. Oh Chris would beg tonight. He ran his tongue all over the joint and then moved to the other side, ignoring the pole in front of his face.
Chris was going insane. He was so hard by what Wyatt was doing. Tears were leaking out the corners of his eyes every once and a while because of the bonds. They were cutting off circulation and he wondered if he might lose a finger because of his mistake. He could feel his toes start to go numb from what blood being able to get there being diverted to an already filled area.
Wyatt smiled at the cherub once more before orbing his newest favorite toy to his hands. Sliding it on to Chris he saw his cock twitch at the soft rough contact the silk and leather made. Wyatt took one lick over the head of Chris’ sex and then tightened the restraint around its base.
Chris’ hips shot back trying to escape the pain. He began thrashing trying to break free of the bond that were being reinforced by Wyatt’s telekinetics. Wyatt had never seen Chris lose control like this before. He propped himself up on his arms to view the struggling angel. The sight was caused his breath to hitch, his body to go rigid and himself to cum without even touching Chris. Every muscle in Chris’ body was tensing and un-tensing to escape. But he wouldn’t find release with the cuff on his dick.
All of a sudden Wyatt couldn’t breath. His body was on fire as every nerve ending screams to be caressed, to be felt, to cum. He moved his body over Chris’ to smolder some of the fire. Locking his lips over an oversensitive neck he marked him good and hard with suction and teeth. Tasting blood in his mouth Wyatt felt himself so close if only, if only he could. He trailed his mouth down Chris chest, hating the fact that Chris was bound and couldn’t give him the attention directly. Moving down some more he slid his mouth over Chris’ erection, stopping when he felt the cuff. He began sucking knowing full well he could take Chris right now and he still wouldn’t be able to cum. He started to speed up his pace as he moved his hands to hold Chris more in place. Placing one on each of his inner thighs he held his brother down. Taking another strokequicquickly snapped off the cuff and felt Chris hit the back of his throat.
Chris was visibly shaking from the torment. The cloth gage had blood seeping into it from his mouth and his wrists were raw. He could see the ‘toy’ Wyatt had used on him and angrily tked it into the wall. He was in physical pain because of it and didn’t care right now how mad Wyatt was, if he wanted to ever have Chris willing again then this had to stop soon.
All he wanted Wyatt to do was hold him and stroke his hair like he was fond of. But his wrists were still bound and his legs were pinned under Wyatt’s body.
Chris was crying. Wyatt could feel it through their bond. He had hurt him, not just a little, also scarred him half to death. Closing his eyes to calm down his body he was surprised to find that he wasn’t half as sore as he was a moment ago. In fact he felt fine, spent but fine. Realizing that it was Chris’ body that was the one feeling so over used not him made Wyatt remember their conversation again. He would have to be careful from now on. His little Empath had a few tricks left.
-tbc
Like? Don’t? Where to go next?
Review please.
Sorry about the shortness of these chapters. I just can’t write longer sex scenes.
But if please note that whenever I see a review I do start to type more. Pretty please. I love you a The There’s more bondage in here. Bound up Chris. Come on we all know that’s what we wanted to see on Charmed.
Thank you Ashlee, and Dominique and Findly, and Jay and Janice, and Dukky and Sky.
And anyone else who wants to review either of my stories.
Well, Chapter 4
Wyatt took immense joy in gagging his brother. His lover whimpered a few more times before Wyatt pushed him onto the bed. For all of Chris’ love of sex and kink he was never one to like being fully restrained. Well this was Wyatt’s new game to play. And he was going to play it. He hadn’t even whipped Chris’ face off. The cum had cooled but still gleamed in the shadowed light. Claiming on the bed too he pulled the bound witch up so he could secure the leather cuffs to the headboard with another strip of leather. Moving down to his ankles he tied them together with another strip of black kinky-ness. After he dropped Chris’ ankles and then began to glide his hand up to the imp’s legs while warming the small one with his own body. He nuzzled the skin just below the bellybutton. Driving the cherub mad. He tried to move his hips up to gain contact and release but Wyatt held him down.
Holding the squirming hips he kissed them on the joint between the hips and leg. Oh Chris would beg tonight. He ran his tongue all over the joint and then moved to the other side, ignoring the pole in front of his face.
Chris was going insane. He was so hard by what Wyatt was doing. Tears were leaking out the corners of his eyes every once and a while because of the bonds. They were cutting off circulation and he wondered if he might lose a finger because of his mistake. He could feel his toes start to go numb from what blood being able to get there being diverted to an already filled area.
Wyatt smiled at the cherub once more before orbing his newest favorite toy to his hands. Sliding it on to Chris he saw his cock twitch at the soft rough contact the silk and leather made. Wyatt took one lick over the head of Chris’ sex and then tightened the restraint around its base.
Chris’ hips shot back trying to escape the pain. He began thrashing trying to break free of the bond that were being reinforced by Wyatt’s telekinetics. Wyatt had never seen Chris lose control like this before. He propped himself up on his arms to view the struggling angel. The sight was caused his breath to hitch, his body to go rigid and himself to cum without even touching Chris. Every muscle in Chris’ body was tensing and un-tensing to escape. But he wouldn’t find release with the cuff on his dick.
All of a sudden Wyatt couldn’t breath. His body was on fire as every nerve ending screams to be caressed, to be felt, to cum. He moved his body over Chris’ to smolder some of the fire. Locking his lips over an oversensitive neck he marked him good and hard with suction and teeth. Tasting blood in his mouth Wyatt felt himself so close if only, if only he could. He trailed his mouth down Chris chest, hating the fact that Chris was bound and couldn’t give him the attention directly. Moving down some more he slid his mouth over Chris’ erection, stopping when he felt the cuff. He began sucking knowing full well he could take Chris right now and he still wouldn’t be able to cum. He started to speed up his pace as he moved his hands to hold Chris more in place. Placing one on each of his inner thighs he held his brother down. Taking another strokequicquickly snapped off the cuff and felt Chris hit the back of his throat.
Chris was visibly shaking from the torment. The cloth gage had blood seeping into it from his mouth and his wrists were raw. He could see the ‘toy’ Wyatt had used on him and angrily tked it into the wall. He was in physical pain because of it and didn’t care right now how mad Wyatt was, if he wanted to ever have Chris willing again then this had to stop soon.
All he wanted Wyatt to do was hold him and stroke his hair like he was fond of. But his wrists were still bound and his legs were pinned under Wyatt’s body.
Chris was crying. Wyatt could feel it through their bond. He had hurt him, not just a little, also scarred him half to death. Closing his eyes to calm down his body he was surprised to find that he wasn’t half as sore as he was a moment ago. In fact he felt fine, spent but fine. Realizing that it was Chris’ body that was the one feeling so over used not him made Wyatt remember their conversation again. He would have to be careful from now on. His little Empath had a few tricks left.
-tbc
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