Page 29 of Midnight Sun
Finn bends down to pick something up from the ground, never losing their bodily contact. Jamie hears the jingle of metal, and then Finn puts his arms around him, one large hand curling around Jamie’s half-hard cock. Jamie whimpers. He isn’t sure if he’s allowed to make noise, but he can’t restrain himself.
“Now, I’m going to put the clamps on you,sæti. Tell me when you don’t like it, okay?”
“Yes, sir.”
“You’re allowed to make noises.” Finn’s thumb circles Jamie’s right nipple before putting the clamp on it. Jamie’s head falls back against Finn’s shoulder as he moans. The clamp on his left nipple follows immediately. “Otherwise you’re expected to answer my questions honestly, to follow my orders and to only speak up to alert me if you’re feeling any discomfort. Are we clear?”
“Y–yes, sir.” Jamie would rather bite his tongue than admit it to Finn, but he loves being ordered around by him.
“Good boy,” Finn praises. “Now let me help you onto the bed. Get on your hands and knees. I want to put this plug in your pretty little bum.”
As soon as Jamie is settled on the bed Finn secures his shackled hands to the headboard by what Jamie supposes is another short chain. Then he kneels down behind him. Jamie feels light-headed with desire. He experimentally tugs at the chains, his stomach fluttering in excitement at the feeling of being trapped. He’s so wrapped up in his lust-hazy thoughts that he flinches as Finn pours a generous amount of lube over his entrance.
“Easy,” Finn soothes, rubbing gentle circles around his hole before he presses the head of the plug against it. “Breathe.”
Jamie has to use all of his concentration to keep his breathing even. Finn rubs calming circles on his hip while he slowly presses the plug in. Jamie moans as the pressure increases bit by bit, and suddenly the plug slips all the way in. The feeling of fullness is amazing.
“Turn around, on your back. I’ll tie your legs next.”
Jamie flops down on his back, his cock straining against his belly. Finn works quickly and effectively, tying Jamie’s ankles to his thighs just below his bum and secures his lower legs to his thighs as well in the spiraling pattern of afutomomo. The press of the rope and the sure touch of Finn’s clever fingers have Jamie floating in a dreamlike state of simmering arousal.
“You’ve amazing mobility,sæti.I thought you trained predominantly for strength, but I was mistaken.”
Jamie lets Finn’s praise wash over him like a warm, calming breeze. His ability to move is severely restricted by the ropes. When Finn is satisfied with his work, he helps Jamie to turn around again, having him kneeling with his chest flat on the mattress. The position forces him to spread his legs wide, his ass pushed up in an obscene display. A new wave of arousal washes over him. He feels stretched open, vulnerable. He loves it.
“Do you feel any uncomfortable pressure of the rope on your shins?”
“No, sir.”
“Good. Tell me immediately if this changes.”
“Yes,” Jamie shudders. He wants to beg Finn to move on with their play, to give him pain, pleasure, anything. But he’s still too proud to say the words out loud.
“You’re a magnificent sight.” Finn runs something hard and cold over Jamie’s butt, the cane, he notes. “I could sit here all day and watch you struggle. How long do you think you’ll last before you get impatient?” The cane runs over the sensitive insides of his thighs, highlighting the pressure of the ropes attached there, then touches his cock. Jamie gasps. “How long before you can’t take it anymore, before you start squirming and begging? You can answer me,Jamie minn.”
Damn it, Jamie hasn’t got the patience for these games. “Please, I can’t–It’s already–I need you.”
Finn’s warm hand wanders between Jamie’s legs to fondle his balls. Jamie can’t stop imagining what he must look like, spread open, plugged up, yet unable to make himself come. Finn’s soft touches are the sweetest torture. Soon, Jamie can’t help himself, a constant stream of small, pathetic moans and whimpers escaping his lips. He feels like his whole body is ablaze, but it isn’t nearly enough.
“You’re desperate, aren’t you?” Jamie hates how collected and in control Finn still sounds. It’s incredibly hot too. Still, he nods, unable to bring himself to admit to his humiliation verbally. Finn lets him get away with it.
“Do you want me to cool you down?” Finn’s hand doesn’t stop the stimulation of Jamie’s balls, but he runs the cane over Jamie’s ass at the same time, a feather-light touch. Jamie hesitates. If he’s being honest he would prefer pleasure over pain right now, and he isn’t sure if he misjudged his ability to handle a caning. But backing down now would feel like defeat.
“You’ve bitten off more than you can chew, am I right? And now you’re afraid of the cane and too proud to ask for mercy, aren’t you?”
Finn’s words hit him like a blow, igniting an ecstasy previously unknown to Jamie. His body locks up in pleasure, and he comes like a teenager, caught off guard by his orgasm. A pathetic whine echoes through the room, and Jamie finds himself utterly unable to stop making these noises.
“Gods, you’re a spectacular thing, Jamie Arden. I guess that was a ‘yes’ to my questions.” Finn must have dropped the cane, because both of his hands are suddenly on Jamie, caressing him all over. “Your body is more honest than your words, and this honesty has earned you a reward. I’m going to make you come again. How do you want it?”
Jamie licks his lips. He already knows what he wants, but it’s a large step again. Screw it, he doesn’t do things half-heartedly and subbing obviously isn’t an exception.
“Please, take this blasted plug out of me and fuck me into the mattress.”
Finn deals a stinging slap to Jamie’s ass with his open hand. “Manners, Jamie!”
“Sorry!” Jamie all but moans. Wow, that felt amazing; maybe the cane wasn’t such a bad idea after all.
“It’s been some time since I last bottomed, sir. But I really,really,would love your cock.” Jamie doesn’t know what compels him to say the words, other than that Finn may have enchanted him. He certainly feels like it.