Title: Toying With Nick, Part 2.
Author: slightly_frayed a.k.a. Fraying
Rating: NC-17. This is REALLY hardcore.
Disclaimer: This is rather bondage-like. You have been warned. Again, I don't own these lovely people.
Summary: A sequel to Toying With Nick. I fear for my life. XD Please don't hurt me.

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When Nick woke up the next day, he felt out of place and awkward. Everything was black. The blindfold, he thought. But when he tried to lift his arms to take it off, something cut painfully into his wrists.

...Handcuffs?

"Morning, soldier," He heard Greg say from a short distance away. There was something new and unfamiliar in his voice. It was low and breathy and had an almost angry sound to it.

Nick opened his mouth to respond and was suddenly very aware of something being put over his mouth and being pulled tight from behind his head. It smelled like leather.

"Greg?" He tried to say; the sound muffled by the leather strap.

"Shut up." Came Greg's unfamiliar voice again. And then Nick felt a sharp, stinging slap to his naked stomach. Greg smirked when Nick's face flushed like it always did when he couldn't wait any longer for sex. Then he watched the Adam's apple bob in Nick's throat when he swallowed uncomfortably, obeying the younger man's orders.

"Good boy."

Nick could feel himself getting hard. It was only just then that he realized he couldn't have been wearing anything. Stark naked and lying on his back, handcuffed to the bed, gagged and blindfolded. And the scariest part was that he thought he liked where this was going. And then another slap; this time to his thigh. That's not a hand.

Greg started slowly circling the bed, slapping Nick hard with the flogger and delighting in the appearance of the painful red welts left behind. Total control. Mine to use and mine to fuck....

Nick clenched his jaw more with every strike of the flogger, wishing he could see the look on Greg's face. His eyes would be dark and focused; his mouth curled into that irresistible smirk he got when he was thinking dirty thoughts...

And then a harder smack that made Nick yelp a little, and Greg chuckle in response. "Awww, poor boy. Did I hurt you?" He mocked from Nick's right. Nick could almost hear the smirk in his voice. He was fully hard now, the dull throbbing between his legs fighting to get his attention away from the pain elsewhere on his body.

As if by some needy sexual telepathy, Nick felt the bed shift under Greg's weight. Then he felt wet heat over one of his nipples and whimpered. Greg bit him, and was now slowly making his way down Nick's side with the tip of his tongue. Nick arched his back a little and writhed slightly under Greg's touch. He could feel Greg's breath on his irritated skin, heavy and hot.

"Stay still." ...The voice again, this time even breathier and dripping with an obvious need. Nick waited for another slap for his bad behavior, but instead let out a muffled cry when he felt Greg take his cock into his mouth; swallowing him again and again without warning. There was no way he was going to last, and he arched his back as he emptied himself into Greg's willing throat, trying to force out his partner's name from behind the leather strap. When he came down from his post-orgasm high, he felt Greg lift his legs and push into him with such force that he bit down hard on the leather in his mouth.

Greg pushed harder into Nick with all his strength, pulling out slowly and then pushing back in with just as much force as before. He watched as Nick's chest rose and fell, the older man's breath catching in his throat with every thrust he made. Greg let his head fall back on his shoulders and arched his back, pushing just that tiny bit deeper into Nick. He lost all sense of where he was; moaning Nick's name with his final thrust before finally getting his much-needed release.

He pulled himself out of Nick and reached to untie the blindfold. Nick looked up at him, seemingly in shock, and Greg diverted his eyes and reached for the key on the nightstand to unlock the handcuffs. As soon as Nick was free, he pulled Greg down forcefully and probed his mouth with his tongue.

"That was hot." And the Texan blushed, eyes wide.