《Sanders Sides Lemons》Punishment (Analogical)
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I was listening to music in my room when I started getting hungry. I walk downstairs to get a snack, and while I'm eating, I feel arms around me. I sigh and say, "Hello, Logan."
"Really? You just knew it was me?" Logan says, kissing the back of my neck. I tilt my head without turning and say, "You are my boyfriend. Who else would hug me like that?"
"Patton hugs people." Logan says, running his hands across me. I pant slightly and say, "Y-yeah, he does, but your hands were very close to a specific body part of mine."
It caught me off guard when I felt his breath by my ear before he says, "That body part belongs to me. You belong to me, Virgil~"
I grunt and try to ignore him, knowing that would make him mad. When he gets irritated, he gets kinky. Soon enough, I hear him growl, making me jump and make a squeaking noise.
"Don't ignore me, you little bitch!" he says, forcefully turning me around and pulling me up by my arm before kissing me roughly. He bites at my bottom lip, but I don't allow him access. I want to see how annoyed I can make him.
He breaks the kiss and tsks at me. "You're being a naughty boy today, aren't you~?" I smirk in a challenging way at him, making him scowl at me and take us to his room, locking the door before turning back to me.
"You listen to me. I'm going to teach you a lesson for ignoring me." He says in his dominating voice. I was currently pinned to the wall, Logan's grip tight around my wrists.
I thought Virgil knew better than to tease me, but I guess I'll have to teach him again. He knows the safeword if he needs it, so I'm not concerned. I drag him to my bed and summon a rope to tie him down to the bed.
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"F-fuck, Lo-!" he says afterwards. "Quiet! You were a bad boy. This is your punishment." I say, stripping him from the waist down. He whimpers but stays quiet as I take off my clothes.
"And if you must speak, it's Sir to you, got that?" I say firmly. Virgil barely nods, so I glare and say, "Answer."
"Y-yes, Sir, I understand." he whines. "Good boy." I say before lowering myself down to suck on his length, making him moan and tug slightly at his bindings.
"S-sir, when am I allowed t-to speak?" he asks, making me pull off of him. "You may speak if I speak to you or to beg or ask for something." I tell him, summoning some lubricant to put on my fingers.
He squirms, to which I say, "Stay still." He whines and tries to remain still as I push a finger into him. As I continue to pump my finger into him, he keeps pulling at the rope. I add a second finger and, with my other hand, hold onto Virgil's hands. "You're going to give yourself ropeburn. Relax." I say, a little gentler.
Virgil stills his hands as I add my third finger, stretching him while he moans underneath me. "S-sir, please..."
I couldn't take this anymore. I wanted Logan inside me. Now.
"Please what?" he says as I subconsciously push back on his fingers. He stills my actions with his other hand. I whine at him and say, "Pl-please f-fuck me, Sir!"
"Such a needy little bitch... Alright, I'll give you what you want." he says, pulling out his fingers. I sigh as to not make any noise at the loss of contact.
He puts lube on his member before lining up with me. He pushes into me, making me arch my back and moan, "S-sir~!" he thrusts into me roughly, and after a few times of doing this, he finds a spot inside me that makes me basically scream.
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I'm really glad his room is soundproof.
"S-sir, please!" I say, getting closer with each thrust. "'Please' is not elaborate enough, Virgil." He growls. I could barely form words. This all felt so good.
"P-please I-" I cut myself off with another moan as he starts kissing my lower neck, leaving multiple hickeys on me.
"Such a beautiful body~ Let these marks remind you you're mine, you bottom bitch." he says. His words were just driving me more and more off the edge.
"Sir, please! I'm so close!" I say. "Wait." he growls, thrusting more erratically as he grows closer to his climax.
Virgil was close, but I wanted to punish him just a bit more. Once I get close, I tell him, "Go ahead, then, if you're so needy~" Virgil moans and whines a bunch of "Thank you, Sir"s as he releases on both of us, staining his shirt and jacket slightly.
I came inside him shortly after, filling him up before pulling out. I pull out and help Virgil clean up before untying him and giving him a change of clothes.
"Did you learn your lesson?" I ask. Virgil smirks and says, "Oh, I knew. I just wanted you to be kinky with me." I playfully scoff and say, "You're so extra. You could have just asked, and yet you decided just to irritate me to get what you wanted?"
"Yep." he says, curling into me. I roll my eyes and hold him, falling asleep like that.
I waited just outside the kitchen as Logan and Virgil were... Um... Talking... When they leave, I stand there, not knowing what to do so I just walk away, forgetting about grabbing a juice box.
"Patton?" Roman says. I shake my head and say, "The kiddos are... Having fun right now... I wouldn't try to go find them..."
"Oh..." Roman says, coughing awkwardly. "...Lets go watch Disney." he says to take my mind off of it. I nod and go to watch movies with him.
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