I Will Not Kiss You
by Neverender_xo (ao3)
"What do you think you're doing?" A whimper left Frank's lips as his head shot towards the direction of his Dominant's voice, eyes wide and paralyzed in place. The hand around his leaking cock stilled against his own will as Gerard caught his gaze with a disappointed glare. "You couldn't go one day, twenty four hours, without getting a hand around yourself?" He chided as he slowly walked closer to the submissive sprawled on their shared bed, chest heaving at the fact that he'd gotten caught and now with the way Gerard was looking at him, he knew he wouldn't get an easy way out.
"I asked you a question, slut," Gerard growled, the sound making Frank's toes curl as he took in a deep breath to steady himself. "I-I'm sorry, sir," he said under his breath. Gerard stepped closed, now at the edge of the bed, close enough to reach out and tug his submissive towards himself, spread his legs and fuck him raw right then and there. But instead, he tutted and crossed his arms in front of his chest. "That's all you have to say? No defense, no explanation?" When Frank said nothing, he sighed with a shrug. "Well then."
He turned towards their chest of drawers, pulling out the items he was planning to use while Frank looked on nervously, unable to dampen the need to be touched by his Dominant now that he was here. He knew he'd disobeyed. He knew he deserved to be punished. And he was excited for it. All he'd done was miss Gerard while he was at work and before he could even register what was happening, he was touching himself, imagining it was his partner's firm hand instead.
"What to do with you, dear Frankie? I try to get you to cooperate. I really do. But you never seem to learn, do you?" Gerard said, spinning around to face him. He stretched the latex in his hands, the snapping sound of rubber accelerating Frank's heart as he stared at his Dominant with big, needy eyes Gerard had grown so fond of.
"Turn over. I want your elbows and knees parted as far as they go," he ordered curtly, busying himself with his preparations while the submissive scrambled to obey, earning a condescending scoff from Gerard. "So obedient all of a sudden."
The Dominant stripped behind the other, pulling on his full latex body suit after lathering on a layer of oil. The snap against his skin made the submissive keen into the sheets, wanting to look at his partner. He felt a cold clamp around his ankles and swallowed as he was cuffed to the edge of the bed, a rod keeping his legs spread uncomfortably wide.
He heard a ruffle as Gerard leaned over the bed, grabbing something else and his head was raised a moment later, allowing him to finally catch sight of his latex clad Dominant staring down at him with dark, unreadable eyes. He let himself be blindfolded with ease, leaning into Gerard who pulled away before they could touch.
"Remember your safeword?" Gerard asked to which the submissive nodded mutely, tongue feeling heavy in his mouth all of a sudden. He yelped when his ear was flicked a moment later. "Mind saying it, slut?"
"Fireworks," the submissive said softly. Gerard hummed behind him before reaching over him and cuffing his wrists together. "Those stay over your head. They move an inch and your punishment gets a lot worse, comprendere?" Frank nodded, the Italian slip making him shudder pleasantly. "Yes sir."
"Can you tell me why you're being punished?" The Dominant asked, making Frank nod. "I-I was bad, sir. I disobeyed you and touched myself when I shouldn't have. I'm sorry, sir." Gerard tutted softly somewhere farther behind him. "I don't want your apologies, Frank. They don't seem to matter when you keep repeating the same mistakes." Frank knew his partner was right but it wasn't as if he didn't try to be good. He did. Sometimes it was just too hard.
He felt a cool graze against his skin and shivered when he recognized it as the cane Gerard was so fond of. It trailed down his back and over the round of his ass. He whined, pushing his ass further back. "S-sir." A sharp slap on his rear made him gasp as Gerard growled, "You speak only when I say so." He trailed his cold, covered hand across the submissive's front before gripping the base of his throat and cutting off his air supply. "You breathe only when I say so." He let go, making Frank splutter, breathing in much needed lungfuls of oxygen. He wrapped a latex gloved hand around his submissive's aching cock, making him moan lowly. "You come only when I say so."
His hand was gone as quickly as it arrived and that's when Frank realized that might as well be his punishment. He craved his Dominant's warmth, his familiar body heat and now he wouldn't get it. As if reading his mind, Gerard spoke up. "You just couldn't be good, could you? You just had to be a slut and get a hand on yourself when that hand could've been mine. So desperate and needy, Frankie," he said, trailing the cane lower and making Frank keen in response, pushing his ass back, wanting his partner's hand on him now. "So fond of your own hand, you don't seem to even want mine, isn't that true?" He ignored the frantic shake of his submissive's head as he continued. "You don't deserve mine after that little stunt you pulled. And you won't get it."
Frank shuddered as the tip of the cane rested over his quivering hole, making Gerard smirk at the tremors in his body. "You will not make a sound unless you opt to safeword. You will not move an inch. You will take as many strokes as I give you and you will be grateful. You will thank me and ask for more after each tenth hit. And you will learn to obey. Understood?" Gerard said, voice cold and unfeeling, making Frank's insides burn as he nodded, face pushed up against the pillows.
The first hit came thirty seconds of silence later, making Frank yelp in surprise. "You don't even try, Frank. It's as if you choose to repeatedly and diligently ignore my orders," Gerard said with a sigh as the submissive shook his head, biting his lip, knowing if he didn't nothing but a string of pleas would leave his lips. The next few strokes came in quick succession, scattered across his ass and he slumped forward, almost forgetting the rule. "T-thank you, sir. May I p-please have more?"
"As you wish," Gerard said darkly, complying immediately, eliciting a sharp hiss from Frank and shaking his had in disapproval. "Five more for that," he groaned, not stopping as Frank's knees shook and he mumbled his gratitude, asking for more. He made it through another ten before he cried out, punching the mattress above his head and the Dominant was quick to hold his wrists in place and growl near his ear, "That's not a good boy."
"S-sir please, may I speak?" Frank gasped, voice hoarse. Gerard sighed, kneading the bruises forming on his skin, making him whine in pain. "What is it, Frank?" He sounded bored and nothing else. The submissive swallowed another whimper as he pressed down particularly hard at one spot. "I- please. I can't take more. I can't, sir." He sobbed brokenly as a lump formed in his throat.
Gerard hummed thoughtfully. "Colour?" The submissive thought a moment before stuttering out his response that surprised him. "G-green sir, but it hurts so bad." Gerard shook his head. "You can take more. Just another twenty.
Frank gulped. "O-okay, sir. But please can you..." Gerard softened his touch and gently rubbed a bruise forming on his ass, silently appreciating the contrast against his olive skin. "Can I what?"
"Touch me," the submissive whispered past the lump in his throat. Gerard turned his face up towards him to fix him with an intoxicatingly sweet smile, even though he couldn't see him. "But I am touching you, Frankie." As if to prove his point, he pressed his palm flat against the small of his submissive's back, making him let out a soft sob of defeat. "Oh don't tell me now you miss my touch," he teased.
"I missed your touch all along! That's why I did it. I just wanted you, Gee. I want you," he sobbed quietly into the sheets, embarrassed by how easy he was to unravel but finding it impossible to save face now.
Gerard sighed, rubbing small circles on his ass as he other's breath hitched and he tried quietening down, knowing he wasn't allowed to make any noise. "Alright, Frankie. It's okay, don't cry baby," the Dominant shushed him, finally placing his lips on one particular bruise. The action only made Frank sob louder, shaking softly as the other peppered light kisses up his spine. A slick finger circled his hole and pushed in, making Frank arch his back and let a desperate moan finally escape his throat. He pushed back onto Gerard's hand, showing he was more than ready for him and Gerard wasted no time in slicking himself up with lube and pushing in slowly, firmly gripping Frank's hips.
The submissive ignored the pain shooting up his spine and pushed back against his Dominant, tears streaming down his face in relief of finally feeling his warmth, his touch, his skin against his own. "That's my good boy," Gerard murmured as he pounded into him from behind, quickening his pace as he felt the other twitch around him, no doubt ready to explode. "Sir, may I come, please? Shit, Gee, please, let me come," he groaned, muscles aching from trying to keep himself from coming. "Beg," the Dominant growled, nipping on a newly formed bruise and eliciting yet another broken moan from his submissive who was falling apart faster by the second.
"P-please. Please let me come, Master. I-I need to please. It hurts so bad. Please let me, sir. I can't-" he whined, arching his back, nails digging into his palms hard enough to form small crescents. "Come. Now," Gerard said and that was it for Frank. He came with a harsh shout, his partner's name on his tongue as he rutted against the sheets, twitching and trembling around the other as he helped him ride out his orgasm. Gerard's hips stuttered a few minutes later, feeling the heat of Frank surround him, tremors igniting because of the oversensitivity and filled him up with a deep growl.
"My perfect little sub," he said proudly, kissing the bruises he'd just made as Frank keened in response, trying to get the blindfold off by rubbing his face against the mattress and making Gerard huff an amused laugh before he helped him out, uncuffing him too. "Not perfect," the submissive mumbled, ashamed of his actions. The Dominant pulled him in for a deep kiss, swirling his tongue against his. "Perfect," he repeated. He got up to get soothing lotion and gently rubbed it onto Frank's bruising, watching him wince and hiss at each motion. "How long will they take to heal?" He asked timidly. Gerard pursed his lips, glad he didn't break any skin on accident. "At least a week or so."
Frank grinned, catching Gerard's eye over his shoulder. "Well then I guess that's a week of straight up obedience before I go back to my usual ways."