Feeling Dominant

[sockdere]

The Feeling DOMINANT Meme No matter what your usual preferences are, today, you're feeling dominant. This doesn't mean Dominant with a capital D as in the BDSM sense - unless that's what you're into. It simply means you want to take charge. Maybe you even want to be aggressive and possessive, or you just want to show what you want and when you want it. There could very well be some emotional desires behind this fancy, as well. This could be a complete change in your normal personality, an extension of what you're naturally like, or a normal but possibly unexplored part of you. It could even mean a spike in sexual interest, libido, or confidence if you're usually not the one to initiate. So whether you're with an established partner, in an AU setting, or with a one-night stand, let your inner boss shine through and top or top from the bottom. You can control...and that just may be exactly what they want. Comment with your character, preferences, and any info you'd like to include. All top levels are now feeling dominant, whatever that means for your character: aggressive, sweet, patient, demanding, strong, caring, uncaring, etc. Reply to others. Thread.

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[drakestone]

[Earlier, Eli might have tensed up purposefully. That wasn't the case now. His body and mind were simply overwhelmed. Eli didn't have a lot of experiences to pull from, but undoubtedly this already had been the most intense and the most pleasurable - and he hated the Soldier for it, for making him actually enjoy it.

And then the fingers, plural, joined the tongue.

Eli writhed in the Soldier's hold as he was stretched. Someone else probably would have lost their hold on him at this point, but that was not the case, despite the involuntary movements. He lost control of his mouth as well; gasps, moans, and grunts all flowed freely now.

Of course, he knew what the Soldier was doing - he was making room, or trying to, for something bigger. It was difficult to actually think of anything at all at that moment as the Soldier worked on him like that, but - in the brief moments of thought that did come to him - he kept thinking of how much trying to get that inside of him was going to hurt. Desperate, with languished breath...]

It won't fit. It won't fit. It won't-

[The fingers and tongue cut him off as they continued their efforts despite his words.]

[ass_ass_in]

[ The Soldier's tongue was far, far too busy to provide any answers right at the moment. He was slurping wet and needy into Eli's heat, living him ragged, hot and wet with all of his efforts. Between his tongue and his fingers, he'd managed to work enough of his saliva into him to at least allow him to move, even if he wasn't entirely sure it wouldn't be painful. It didn't matter. He was supposed to leave Eli as he was, but his handler hadn't brought lube so the Soldier would have to make do, even at the risk of being punished. He loathed this part of it, the part where he was damned if he did and damned if he didn't, but he didn't have any choice but to act and hope he didn't do it wrong.

Not having context clues, or even the ability to put his foot down when things were confusing, make a fuss when he didn't have all the answers? That was what the Soldier had to simply accept, deal with. He wouldn't even know how to do those things, didn't really know what he was missing. He could only follow the overarching order and do his best to try and make himself fit. ]

Shhh, [ he breathed, as he finally peeled himself up and away, pulling his fingers free then wiping his hand across his mouth. ] You'd be surprised what your body is capable of in service to HYDRA, Asset. Try to relax, it'll make this easier. Breathe.

[drakestone]

[It was happening. There was nothing he could do, and, the Soldier just did whatever Rumlow said do, so it seemed there wasn't anything he could do about it either even; the two of them were puppets, toys for their true captor.

Accepting that harsh reality, actually made it just slightly easier to accept what was about to happen. He obeyed; doing as the Soldier instructed, breathing, trying to relax; accepting the inevitable.

In the back of his mind though, he swore that he'd make Rumlow pay for this, he'd make HYDRA pay for this.]

[ass_ass_in]

[ Finally, a little more obedience. That was what he was being asked for, here, what HYDRA wanted from any Asset, but especially a new one. The Soldier looked up at Rumlow briefly, for approval, and was met with an appreciative nod. Which was probably as much as he was going to get with Rumlow being so preoccupied with his own pleasure. He was enjoying this, and that made the Soldier feel like he was doing a good job as well, made him glow with satisfaction, reaching down to stroke his own half hard cock.

Unlike Rumlow, it took a lot more for him to enjoy any of this. He wasn't designed for it, wasn't cut out for it, didn't even usually come at all, but this? It required penetration, and therefore a lot more active participation. The biggest issue to overcome was always the fact that he didn't feel desire in the same way. He couldn't fantasize, wouldn't even know what thoughts to pleasure himself to if he could, and even if someone had handed him a Playboy centrefold he wouldn't have known what to do with it. Nervousness might have played a part, and had on occasion when he was required to get an erection, the anxiety of failure, but right now things were proceeding as expected, and his handler approved.

It only took thirty seconds or so, an age for Eli perhaps, before the Soldier was nudging the tip of his cock up against him, slick with saliva and little else, not even a smear of precome to ease his passage as he pushed himself inside, deliberately and without flinching from the task, taking every inch even when he met resistance. ]

[drakestone]

[Eli's trying, he really is; he knows it's just good advice to relax. But it's damn near impossible. His fingernails dig into the thin imitation of a mattress they'd given him. Tears, gasps, grunts - all totally out of his control at this point. The Soldier doesn't so much as blink, he continues to press himself further and further inside of him. It gets intense enough that even a roar of a yell escapes his lungs, only to cut off into a yelp, both are fully involuntary. Milliseconds turn into hours in his mind, millimeters turn into yards. Is he fully in yet?! His breathing had already heightened before the Soldier began to actually enter, and likewise his sweat glands had already increased their output, his face flush. All while that kept going further and further inside of him.

Eventually, finally, they reached the end of the line. The Soldier was fully inside of him. Eli was practically panting by that point. What he wouldn't have given for his durability or his above-average healing capability right then. He waited for the Soldier's next move.]

[ass_ass_in]

[ It's such a lot of wet noises, the Soldier thinks, dispassionately. Wet, miserable noises and wet, sexual noises, and all in all it doesn't matter whether it hurts Eli, or whether he's breaking, or the fact that there's no consent at all here. He's a prisoner of HYDRA. So what? The Soldier is an Asset of HYDRA, and this is all he knows, so there's no question in his mind, no rebellion against it being a fact of life, part of the nature of orders, requirements made of a body and nothing else. He's grown beyond making such sounds of pain himself, those noises don't matter and fighting doesn't matter, and so if anything at all there's just a tiniest flicker of contempt at all the yelling and whimpering of it all. What's the point?

As a consequence, there's no grace period. No moment where he lets Eli adjust before he begins to fuck him, no effort to make this easier on him. He puts his hand on Eli's collar, curled gently against the back of it, the other wrapping around his waist to curl around his cock, and then the soldier rocks his hips until movement comes a little more willingly. The second the friction gives way, he begins to fuck him in earnest, deep sways of his hips that crash and carry him forward before pulling back to gain inches and shoving in all over again, relentless and efficient, more like a machine than a man capable of adjusting to a lover's needs. Fucking is mechanical, simple, and so the Soldier fucks. ]

[drakestone]

[There isn't much that Eli can do. In fact, he gives up entirely on even trying to hold back on what were already involuntary noises. He can't think about that right now. He can't think about literally anything, not even Rumlow who was watching them crossed his mind then. All his brain could process was feeling of intense frequent pain, combined with an occasional rush of pleasure - the pleasurable sensations surprised him; like island oasis's in an ocean of pain. His body unwilling contorted, more or less squirming in the Soldier's grip, reflexively trying to protect itself. And then, just when it seemed his body was finally adapting to accommodate the Soldier's impressive length and girth; the Soldier pulls back and goes at it with vigor.

[ass_ass_in]

[ The fact is, this monster is in it for the long haul. He won't come until he has permission from the protocols to do it, and these ones require pleasure. Orgasm. Not from him, but from his prey, from the man he's breaking, his fist stroking Eli's cock in long, sweeping movements slightly offset from the rhythm of his hips.

There's a sharp acrid scent of orgasm in the room, he notes, but it's Rumlow coming in his hand, making that low throttled grunt of pleasure he makes when he's usually inside the Soldier. Will he take a turn with Eli himself when this is over? Probably. But for now it's entirely in the Soldier's court, slowing his rhythm just a little as he works on stirring Eli's cock back toward something more that he can work with. ]

This won't be over until you come for me, [ He growled in the Asset's ear. ] Or until you say Hail HYDRA. Whichever comes first.

[drakestone]

[He is getting close. He's certainly no longer resisting; that's long gone. Well, except for the Hail HYDRA part, he will hold on to that little piece of himself, for now. As he gets closer and closer with every movement from the Soldier, he begins leaking precum. The Soldier didn't so much as blink at this newest development, just kept going through the motions; in and out, up and down. What had started out as too much, came to a fever pitch eventually. HYDRA, or rather Rumlow, would get what he wanted.]

I- I'm, I'm gonna- [He didn't hold back. The sooner he gave them what they wanted, the sooner this would all be over. So with that, Eli released the growing pressure inside of him, and did as commanded; he came. More involuntary sounds, these solely of pleasure.]

[ass_ass_in]

[ Truth be told, the Soldier didn't expect Eli to say Hail Hydra. He didn't know how long it had taken him but he remembered it seemed to last forever. Endless, endless sessions, just like this one, with men like Rumlow who were far less gentle than the Soldier was. Lube for prisoners? Preparation? Rimjobs? Definitely not. The Soldier had endured far worse than this, and Eli gets off comparatively easy, all things considered. When he comes, the Soldier picks up a somewhat more erratic pace, grasping his hips tight, and in moments he's spilling over as well, released from the pressure and tension of his own building orgasm, coming hard and crashing over the edge.

But that's not where this ends. The Soldier changes his position, arm wrapped around Eli's waist, and sits back with him on his cock, bringing his fingers up to his throat and tilting him back to expose him fully to Rumlow. There's applause from his handler, a fond good boy mumbled in Russian, and then Rumlow is climbing up out of his chair, tucking his dick away as he comes over to flick his fingers through Eli's come and reach up to feed it to the Soldier. ]

You know he wasn't always such a good boy. How do you think they broke him, huh? Just like this, among other things. That's what's going to happen to you, bud. You'll be just like him by the time we're done with you. An obedient little fuck toy.