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Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
6
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3,985
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Barter 5: Interlude: Sing For me
Barter 5: Interlude: Sing For me
Fandom: The Sentinel
Rating: FRAO
Warning: AU/EvilJim/Regency
Pairing: Lord James Ellison/Blair Sandburg
Summary: For those of you who wanted to know how Jim handled the young thief and if frightened Blair liked his first time with the evil lord
Note: This is a non-canon AU. Jim does not come across as the same man who protects Cascade. For those of you who do not like to see an evil Jim, turn away.
Barter 5: Interlude: Sing For me
By PEJA
Jim’s POV:
Standing over his frightened captive, seeing the fear pouring from him in striking blue waves, James Ellison gloried in his power. Fed off it like the vampires of lore fed off the life essence of their victims.
He smiled darkly, liking the comparison, and let his hot gaze roam over the trembling man lying beneath him.
The boy was lovely, make no mistake. A little thin for his more refined tastes, but the creature really wasn’t here to be lusted over. No, not this one. This one was the spawn of Naomi Sandburg. Here to suffer the punishment that because of circumstances he had no control over, he would never be able to deal out on the whore mother.
His lips quirked into a half smile and he slid to his knees on the wide lounger, straddling the quivering man. Leaning forward he let his hands fall on either side of Blair’s head and he lowered his heavy body onto the smaller man, feeling naked flesh like satin beneath him.
So good.
He rubbed his body over the cool skinned man below, enjoying the quickening in his blood this full body contact inspired. His cock twitched, impatient to claim its warm home inside the smaller body
A soft whimper of distress drifted between them.
"Easy, Little Thief," he whispered, his breath caressing Blair’s exposed neck. "This doesn’t have to be a bad experience."
A silvery tear slipped from Blair’s closed eyes and he turned his face away.
"Ah, no, my lovely pet." Jim whispered, curling his long fingers round Blair’s chin and forcing him to turn his head back. "Look at me, Little Thief. Open your eyes." He smiled darkly when Blair reluctantly obeyed. "Good boy, pet. You see me, now?"
Blair forced a jerky nod, swallowing hard.
‘Good boy." Smiling darkly, Jim brushed a soft kiss over Blair’s chilled lips. "You are such a good boy. Now keep your eyes open. I want you to know it is me who possesses you. You will not pretend I am someone else, will you?"
Blair stared up at him, his lips moving, but producing no sound.
Jim raked his fingers through the thick pelt on his captive’s chest, seeking and finding one tanned nip. His fingers teased over the rapidly hardening nib, then with a truly evil smile, he pinched the tender flesh. Hard.
A shattering bolt of pain that shot through Blair and his body bowed up, his scream piercing the air
"Ah, yes, Little Thief. You sing so sweetly." Jim said sarcastically as Blair arched away from him. "You won’t forget it is me who holds you tonight, will you, Little Thief? Who fucks you?"
"No, no," Blair babbled, watching Ellison’s fingers at his breast. "I won’t forget. I won’t forget,’ cut through the air.
Jim twisted the tender nib again, wringing a second scream from him. "Say my name, pet." he demanded, with yet another cruel pinch. "Scream it out."
Blair had no choice but to obey, his body bowed by the lightening pain shooting through his abused flesh. "L…Lord Ellison…..Please, no…"
"Jim," Ellison lowered his head, laving the abused nip with his tongue. "My name is Jim."
Blair’s breath came in hot gasps. "J..Jim…" he whimpered.
Jim curled up over his prey, straddling his legs and let his smoldering gaze linger on the stirring cock. His mocking gaze met Blair’s and the younger man flushed hotly. His glance moved down the trembling body, his fingers raking through the thick curls covering Blair’s chest. "I don’t usually like this much hair on my ….lovers." he said softly, his fingers playing in the crisp hairs. "But on you…" He bent to nuzzle among the curls. "Yes, I like this on you." He worked his way to Blair’s straining nipple and teased the tender nub with his tongue.
Bair whimpered softly, his body seeking more even while his mind screamed at him to resist.
Ellison chuckled darkly. "So responsive." he moved upwards, claiming Blair’s lips. "I can taste your fear, Little Thief." He deepened the kiss, holding Blair’s head between his hands when he tried to break contact.
The last of Blair’s resistance melted under the sweet assault and he moaned into the kiss.
Ellison tasted Blair’s submission even before the smaller man realizes he had given his body over and gathered him in his arms, rolling them both over so Blair covered him. Blair didn‘t seem to notice the change as Jim continued to plunder his lips, creating a need deep inside the younger man that could not be ignored.
Smiling a secret smile against Blair’s devouring mouth, he let his hands wander at will, finding a playground in the smaller man’s curved bottom, fingers squeezing the soft flesh playfully.
Blair made a soft protest, reaching to stop the encroaching hands on his backside but Ellison grabbed the seeing hands and drew Blair’s arms back up around his neck, once more kissing the man towards distraction before he returned to draw ever widening circles on the twin globes.
Blair startled as a mysteriously slickened finger brushed his center. "Please…"
"Shush, Little Thief," Ellison murmured, nibbling at Blair’s jaw line. "Don’t fight me, my own." His fingers brushed that sensitive spot once more, pressing in slightly then moving on. "Just let it happen." Another brush, deeper, opening him.
Blair moaned again, shaking his head.
"Yes," Ellison said firmly. "Yes."
"I…Please, I don’t want…"
Ellison silenced him with another mind numbing kiss.
When Blair could find the resource to think again, it was only long enough to realize Ellison had manages to plunge three thick fingers inside him and he was riding the pumping digets deep inside him.
His shocked eyes met Ellison’s smoldering ones.
"Back with me, my own?" Ellison asked, angling his fingers.
Desire sizzled over his nerve endings and he cried out, this time in pleasure instead of pain.
Ellison flipped then again, rolling Blair onto his stomach then pulling and pushing until he had his head lowered onto his arms and his bottom presented for his passion.
"Now, My own," He said, pressing the head of his cock against the primed center. "Breath now." he said firmly, waiting until Blair obeyed before pressing deeply inside the man beneath him.
Blair cried out trying to pull free, but Ellison held him firmly, murmuring soft words of comfort, promises of pleasure, and waiting for the frenzied man to still and accept.
Several heartbeats later, Blair sighed raggedly and stopped fighting the huge cock inside him. His body relaxed, bit by bit.
Ellison held himself in check a bit longer, then began a slow rocking within Blair. Blair laid under him unresponsive for several long minutes, but gradually he began to move in tandem with Ellison. Ellison rode him slow and gentle for several more thrusts, then began to move slowly toward a quicker pace. Blair matched him thrust for thrust, his soft groans turning to moans of lust until with a keening that should wake the city, Blair plunged over the edge of heaven, taking Ellison with him on the first violent convulsion of completion.
Ellison leaned heavily on the smaller man, catching his breath, then slipped away, to lie beside Blair. He gathered the young man…his young lover…into his arms and kissed away the tears slowly dampening is cheeks.
"Look at me, Little Thief." he whispered, pressing a soft kiss to the corner of Blair’s lips.
Blair obeyed, a look of devastation in his eyes.
"Ah, no, my own." Ellison said, cupping his cheek. "You had no choice in what we have done here this night. You will have no guilt, do you hear me?"
"Can I go now?" Blair asked , his gaze drifting away. "Are you done with me now?"
"No, my own." Ellison said gently. "No." He rose, splendid in his nudity and scooped Blair into his arms. "Now we go to bed. You’ve had a …difficult evening. Need your rest."
Blair opened his mouth to argue but Ellison silenced him with a glance.
"Tomorrow," he said softly. "Tomorrow we will talk."
Continues in part 6
Fandom: The Sentinel
Rating: FRAO
Warning: AU/EvilJim/Regency
Pairing: Lord James Ellison/Blair Sandburg
Summary: For those of you who wanted to know how Jim handled the young thief and if frightened Blair liked his first time with the evil lord
Note: This is a non-canon AU. Jim does not come across as the same man who protects Cascade. For those of you who do not like to see an evil Jim, turn away.
Barter 5: Interlude: Sing For me
By PEJA
Jim’s POV:
Standing over his frightened captive, seeing the fear pouring from him in striking blue waves, James Ellison gloried in his power. Fed off it like the vampires of lore fed off the life essence of their victims.
He smiled darkly, liking the comparison, and let his hot gaze roam over the trembling man lying beneath him.
The boy was lovely, make no mistake. A little thin for his more refined tastes, but the creature really wasn’t here to be lusted over. No, not this one. This one was the spawn of Naomi Sandburg. Here to suffer the punishment that because of circumstances he had no control over, he would never be able to deal out on the whore mother.
His lips quirked into a half smile and he slid to his knees on the wide lounger, straddling the quivering man. Leaning forward he let his hands fall on either side of Blair’s head and he lowered his heavy body onto the smaller man, feeling naked flesh like satin beneath him.
So good.
He rubbed his body over the cool skinned man below, enjoying the quickening in his blood this full body contact inspired. His cock twitched, impatient to claim its warm home inside the smaller body
A soft whimper of distress drifted between them.
"Easy, Little Thief," he whispered, his breath caressing Blair’s exposed neck. "This doesn’t have to be a bad experience."
A silvery tear slipped from Blair’s closed eyes and he turned his face away.
"Ah, no, my lovely pet." Jim whispered, curling his long fingers round Blair’s chin and forcing him to turn his head back. "Look at me, Little Thief. Open your eyes." He smiled darkly when Blair reluctantly obeyed. "Good boy, pet. You see me, now?"
Blair forced a jerky nod, swallowing hard.
‘Good boy." Smiling darkly, Jim brushed a soft kiss over Blair’s chilled lips. "You are such a good boy. Now keep your eyes open. I want you to know it is me who possesses you. You will not pretend I am someone else, will you?"
Blair stared up at him, his lips moving, but producing no sound.
Jim raked his fingers through the thick pelt on his captive’s chest, seeking and finding one tanned nip. His fingers teased over the rapidly hardening nib, then with a truly evil smile, he pinched the tender flesh. Hard.
A shattering bolt of pain that shot through Blair and his body bowed up, his scream piercing the air
"Ah, yes, Little Thief. You sing so sweetly." Jim said sarcastically as Blair arched away from him. "You won’t forget it is me who holds you tonight, will you, Little Thief? Who fucks you?"
"No, no," Blair babbled, watching Ellison’s fingers at his breast. "I won’t forget. I won’t forget,’ cut through the air.
Jim twisted the tender nib again, wringing a second scream from him. "Say my name, pet." he demanded, with yet another cruel pinch. "Scream it out."
Blair had no choice but to obey, his body bowed by the lightening pain shooting through his abused flesh. "L…Lord Ellison…..Please, no…"
"Jim," Ellison lowered his head, laving the abused nip with his tongue. "My name is Jim."
Blair’s breath came in hot gasps. "J..Jim…" he whimpered.
Jim curled up over his prey, straddling his legs and let his smoldering gaze linger on the stirring cock. His mocking gaze met Blair’s and the younger man flushed hotly. His glance moved down the trembling body, his fingers raking through the thick curls covering Blair’s chest. "I don’t usually like this much hair on my ….lovers." he said softly, his fingers playing in the crisp hairs. "But on you…" He bent to nuzzle among the curls. "Yes, I like this on you." He worked his way to Blair’s straining nipple and teased the tender nub with his tongue.
Bair whimpered softly, his body seeking more even while his mind screamed at him to resist.
Ellison chuckled darkly. "So responsive." he moved upwards, claiming Blair’s lips. "I can taste your fear, Little Thief." He deepened the kiss, holding Blair’s head between his hands when he tried to break contact.
The last of Blair’s resistance melted under the sweet assault and he moaned into the kiss.
Ellison tasted Blair’s submission even before the smaller man realizes he had given his body over and gathered him in his arms, rolling them both over so Blair covered him. Blair didn‘t seem to notice the change as Jim continued to plunder his lips, creating a need deep inside the younger man that could not be ignored.
Smiling a secret smile against Blair’s devouring mouth, he let his hands wander at will, finding a playground in the smaller man’s curved bottom, fingers squeezing the soft flesh playfully.
Blair made a soft protest, reaching to stop the encroaching hands on his backside but Ellison grabbed the seeing hands and drew Blair’s arms back up around his neck, once more kissing the man towards distraction before he returned to draw ever widening circles on the twin globes.
Blair startled as a mysteriously slickened finger brushed his center. "Please…"
"Shush, Little Thief," Ellison murmured, nibbling at Blair’s jaw line. "Don’t fight me, my own." His fingers brushed that sensitive spot once more, pressing in slightly then moving on. "Just let it happen." Another brush, deeper, opening him.
Blair moaned again, shaking his head.
"Yes," Ellison said firmly. "Yes."
"I…Please, I don’t want…"
Ellison silenced him with another mind numbing kiss.
When Blair could find the resource to think again, it was only long enough to realize Ellison had manages to plunge three thick fingers inside him and he was riding the pumping digets deep inside him.
His shocked eyes met Ellison’s smoldering ones.
"Back with me, my own?" Ellison asked, angling his fingers.
Desire sizzled over his nerve endings and he cried out, this time in pleasure instead of pain.
Ellison flipped then again, rolling Blair onto his stomach then pulling and pushing until he had his head lowered onto his arms and his bottom presented for his passion.
"Now, My own," He said, pressing the head of his cock against the primed center. "Breath now." he said firmly, waiting until Blair obeyed before pressing deeply inside the man beneath him.
Blair cried out trying to pull free, but Ellison held him firmly, murmuring soft words of comfort, promises of pleasure, and waiting for the frenzied man to still and accept.
Several heartbeats later, Blair sighed raggedly and stopped fighting the huge cock inside him. His body relaxed, bit by bit.
Ellison held himself in check a bit longer, then began a slow rocking within Blair. Blair laid under him unresponsive for several long minutes, but gradually he began to move in tandem with Ellison. Ellison rode him slow and gentle for several more thrusts, then began to move slowly toward a quicker pace. Blair matched him thrust for thrust, his soft groans turning to moans of lust until with a keening that should wake the city, Blair plunged over the edge of heaven, taking Ellison with him on the first violent convulsion of completion.
Ellison leaned heavily on the smaller man, catching his breath, then slipped away, to lie beside Blair. He gathered the young man…his young lover…into his arms and kissed away the tears slowly dampening is cheeks.
"Look at me, Little Thief." he whispered, pressing a soft kiss to the corner of Blair’s lips.
Blair obeyed, a look of devastation in his eyes.
"Ah, no, my own." Ellison said, cupping his cheek. "You had no choice in what we have done here this night. You will have no guilt, do you hear me?"
"Can I go now?" Blair asked , his gaze drifting away. "Are you done with me now?"
"No, my own." Ellison said gently. "No." He rose, splendid in his nudity and scooped Blair into his arms. "Now we go to bed. You’ve had a …difficult evening. Need your rest."
Blair opened his mouth to argue but Ellison silenced him with a glance.
"Tomorrow," he said softly. "Tomorrow we will talk."
Continues in part 6