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Lando and Franco were cuddling on their couch. Some random meme video was playing, but Lando was scrolling through instagram and Franco was watching. Random memes and dogs made the two laugh, but both knew nothing was really happening.
Lando took a look down to Franco and decided that he wanted something more to happen. Lando turned off his phone and placed a kiss into Franco's head.
"Estoy aburrido," Lando mumbled into Franco's hair. Franco raised his hand up and rubbed Lando's arm.
"No more memes?" Franco asked. Lando gently pushed Franco's head to the side with his own and kissed on the Argentine's neck. Franco shuddered and pressed himself up against Lando.
"Mmh... want more Franco," Lando grumbled. Lando sunk his teeth into Franco's neck. Franco stifled a whimper and pressed his nails into Lando's arm.
"You're obsessed with me," Franco quietly joked. Lando pressed himself up against Franco. Franco could feel Lando's dick pressed up against him. He never thought Lando would ever be horny after randomly watching memes, but it was something he liked. More time to enjoy his boyfriend.
"Kitty, obsessed is an understatement," Lando growled into Franco's neck. Franco dryly laughed before shifting to grind down on Lando. A small huff released from Lando's mouth.
"How do you want me?" Franco asked. Lando stretched his arms to rub over Franco's clothed dick.
"Shut the fuck up," Lando commanded. Franco felt some of his blood rushing towards his dick. Before he could register anything else, though, Lando picked up Franco and held him bridal-style.
Franco gave a puzzling look to Lando, but Lando didn't look back to him. Instead, Lando took Franco into their bedroom and placed his partner down onto the bed. He quickly placed Franco into the hand and leg cuffs.
Lando usually got onto Franco immediately after, but today was a different case. Lando rolled out his gaming chair next to the bed, fully stripped right in front of Franco's eyes, and then sat down on the chair.
"What are you..." Franco trailed off. Lando scowled at him.
"When did I say you could talk?!" Lando shouted. Franco let out a strained breath and continued to stare at Lando. Lando spread himself out, grabbed a hold of his own dick, and started pumping himself.
Franco writhed against the chains. This must've been his punishment. But... Lando was already pulling up the chair and everything before he spoke. Maybe Lando just felt like torturing him. Fuck, that's hot.
Lando stared directly into Franco's eyes as he began to whimper out from his hand. Franco tugged against the chains to do anything to reach for Lando.
"Papí, please," Franco begged. Franco saw Lando take in a deep breath. He had to guess that the Briton was having to hold himself back.
"I told you to stay quiet," Lando hissed before a moan released from his throat.
"Papí, papí, tú necesito. ¡Por favour! ¡Papí!" Franco continued to whine. Franco began to pant out of desperation. He wanted to be the one touching Lando. No, he needed to be the one touching Lando.
"Fraaaan," Lando moaned out. Franco loudly rustled the chains he was held against.
"Papí," Franco called out again. Lando got up from his chair and stood over Franco.
"Are you looking to be punished?" Lando asked. Franco stared up into Lando's beautiful turquoise eyes. He could see the restraint it was taking. Which means he was winning.
"I want you in me!" Franco screamed. Lando let out a sigh before moving to their hidden drawers and rummaging through them.
"Tsk tsk, you're so needy for me. If you're so needy, how much can I put you through?" Lando questioned. Franco shuffled his body as much as he could to see what Lando was getting. Lando set out a shock collar, a knife, and a whip. Jesus fucking Christ. When did they own a shock collar? Did Lando find out he was into pain?
"I don’t need punishment, I need you," Franco huffed out. Lando brought over all his toys to the side table. He continued to hold the shock collar and moved it towards Franco.
"I want to fuck your brains out but you're being a bad kitty," Lando scolded. Franco let out a loud whine and rattled the chains once again.
"Let me touch you!" Franco begged. Lando grabbed onto Franco's neck and began to choke him out. He slipped on the shock collar as well, which was much more loose than his grip, but still tight.
"If you flip around when I unchain you and nothing else then I'll think about it," Lando mentioned. Franco's eyes lit up.
"Yes papí," Franco said before coughing, "anything for you papí."
Lando hesitated to take his hand off Franco. Franco's eyes began to water, and he could feel his head get lighter. Lando finally let go, and his whole body convulsed to get as much air back as possible.
Lando very slowly unchained his boyfriend. Franco wanted to reach out and please Lando so badly, but Lando said he might have a chance later. Then he would do anything and everything to Lando.
Lando began to slowly strip Franco of his clothes, which Franco moved around to help speed up the process. It felt strangely innocent and domestic, despite the context surrounding it. It was wonderful.
"Flip for me kitty," Lando demanded. Franco followed his orders, and flipped to lay on his stomach. It was much more difficult to be able to see anything. Maybe that was the point? It didn't matter now, he was chained back up to the bed.
Before anymore thoughts came to him, a sharp pain rushed throughout Franco's body. It hurt, it burned, it felt so fucking good. A moan slipped out from Franco's throat and he instinctively bucked his hips against the bed.
He heard Lando shuffle behind him. Was Lando looking at what he did?
"I'm going to turn the collar on. If you make a sound, it'll shock you," Lando explained. Franco did his best to nod in response. A small beep sounded the room, and told both of them the collar worked.
Another sharp pain spread throughout Franco's body. That had to be the knife. Lando was carving something into his back. A small groan released from Franco's mouth, and a shock ruptured through his body. He wish he could see what Lando was writing out.
"I told you," Lando teased as he swirled the knife around Franco's back. Franco writhed in pain and pleasure. He couldnt speak; he couldn't make a sound. Luckily, before that was really an issue, Lando took a step back and admired his work.
"Papí," Franco quietly whined. Another shock leapt through his body.
"Yes kitty?" Lando asked. Lando grabbed something Franco couldn't see.
"What-what did you write?" Franco asked as his body jerked from the shocking. Whatever Lando had sounded like it was a bottle. Was he drinking water or something?
"My name," Lando boasted proudly. Lando rubbed his hands together. Hand sanitizer? I guess blood was messy.
More pain sparked harshly throughout all of Franco's body as Lando started to massage over his fresh wounds. The harsh touch mixed with the chemical burning was overwhelmingly painful.
Franco couldn't help but moan out in pleasure. He was getting closer and closer by the second. The shocking from the collar only furthered that feeling.
And just as everything happened, it all went away. Only a slight tingle from the sanitizer was left on a whimpering, panting Franco's back.
"Such a good kitty," Lando praised. Lando walked back over to the drawer and grabbed another thing. Did he not want to use the whip? Franco was a little confused and a lot understimulated.
Franco began to hump the bed underneath him for any sense of tension. It was nothing compared to what had just happened, but it kept the edge on. His small pants weren't picked up by the shock collar, and he whined loudly to show his misery.
Lando sauntered back and slipped a finger up into Franco's ass. A new sensation, this felt good. It was light, but it was great. Lando slowly swirled his finger around and began to stretch open Franco. Franco tried to push himself back against Lando's finger, but the limited motion stopped him from doing much.
Lando took out his finger. Franco whined out again, this time being picked up by the shock collar. He wanted something, anything. Any sense of stimulation he could find.
"Papí," Franco whined out again. Lando sucked in a breath and let out a small groan. Lando leaned over, and then spit right over Franco's ass. Lando then shoved two fingers in, and this time had an easier time navigating around Franco's crevice. Franco didnt even realise Lando's finger was too dry earlier.
Quiet whimpers ushered out from Franco's throat and into the open air. The sounds filled the room as Franco now seemed further from finishing. Lando wanted to take his time. Franco wondered how much more fun this was than scrolling through Instagram.
A third finger slipped in and dipped further down. All three fingers started to scratch around and eventually reached Franco's prostate. Franco moaned out and once again shoved his ass up against Lando's hand. Fuck, that's what he wanted. No, that's what he needed. The sensations buzzed throughout his whole body. It felt so good.
"Papí," Franco moaned out. Lando's fingers tensed up and gave a harsh scratch against his prostate. A loud moan erupted from the Argentine. Honestly, if the shock collar was still going, Franco's body had completely tuned it out by this point.
"I'm gonna shove a dildo up your ass. Wait patiently and it'll be my dick, okay Fran?" Lando guided. Franco nodded quickly. Lando took his fingers out, and the sound of the dildo buzzing drowned out the other noises. The dildo slowly moved all the way up into him, and was then left to rest.
Franco heard Lando grab the whip. This was going to feel amazing. That's the pain he was waiting for. The pleasure he wanted.
A loud and painful whip cracked across Franco's back. An equally as loud moan flew out of Franco. It felt so good.
"¡Más! ¡Más por favour!" Franco cried out. Lando only giggled behind him. Another crack slapped across Franco's back and another moan leapt into the room. The pain was so amazing. Another whip, and another. It was perfect. It was everything Franco wanted. He drooled out in pleasure against the bedsheets.
Lando rubbed across Franco's back over the whip marks and the carving of his name. A dull pain grew in Franco's back. The buzzing of the dildo once again filled up Franco's mind.
"Good kitty," Lando praised. Franco hummed happily.
"Good puppy," Franco cooed back. Lando leaned down and licked up across Franco's back. The saliva was hot at first, but quickly became freezing cold. Franco squirmed against the bed and rattled the chains. Suddenly, the amount of attention Franco was getting became apparent to him. Lando was basically worshipping his body right now.
"All for me," Lando hissed. Franco gripped onto the bedsheets. Lando dipped his head further down on Franco and began to drag his teeth along his back. Franco groaned out.
"Franco de Lando," Franco cried out. Lando climbed up onto the bed over Franco and slid the dildo out of his ass.
"Such a good cumslut," Lando praised. Franco hummed happily once again. Lando bit down harshly on the back of Franco's neck. The dildo buzzed loudly and wetly against the ground. Franco squeaked out in pain.
Lando slipped his dick into Franco's ass. Lando was much better than a dildo. Lando was bigger, harder, throbbing instead of vibrating, and it actually felt like skin. It was great.
And unlike the dildo, Lando actually tended to thrust his own dick in and out. The dildo always helped Franco get used to the feeling of things being inside him, but Lando's dick usually was for pure pleasure. Lando hated waiting with his own dick. Why would Lando wait when he could just rail the ever loving shit out of Franco?
Which is what Lando started to do. Lando didn't wait to pick up the pace, no, he sped up quickly. Shit, wait, Franco had been close this whole time. Franco was about to cum.
"I'm... I'm!" Franco warned.
"You can let it go, kitty," Lando told. Franco felt every nerve in his body go ice cold. He knew he wasn't going to stay conscious completely. That was okay, though. This was the end of their run. Lando knew that he could use Franco's passed out body to shoot loads into. In fact, Franco tended to wake up early just so he could wash out any cum that Lando tended to put in there while he was sleeping.
"Landooooo!" Franco screamed. His body felt like it was collapsing in on itself. His vision completely left him. Cum rushed out of his body and onto the sheets below him. Lando continued to thrust into his body at full force. He was right, he couldn't stay conscious. He tried, but it slipped out of him.
Lando continued to thrust in and out. The screams of his name was music to his ears, but the limp body of his boyfriend told him that the sex was as rough as Lando had wanted. He knew Franco enjoyed every moment of that. Lando felt so proud of himself as he fucked a dent into their bed once again.
"Fran, Fran, Fran," Lando panted out. It didn't matter if Franco was asleep. He wanted Franco's unconscious mind to know how much he loved him. Lando would kill everyone in the world just for Franco, and he wanted to prove that.
Franco wouldn't know that if he was unconscious, though. Lando fully slipped out from the Argentine and took a moment to catch his breath. Lando used these moments to figure out how he wanted to finish. Franco always looked so good with cum all over his face. Franco loved having Lando's dick touch the back of his throat.
Lando gently climbed off of Franco and uncuffed him. Any wrong touch and he would hurt Franco beyond what he had wanted. He picked his beloved up and gently flipped him to his front side. This seemed to also help Franco breathe.
The colour returned to Franco's vision as he woke up once again with Lando positioned above him. Lando had a soft smile on his face. Franco took a few moments to figure out what had happened and what was happening.
"You alright?" Lando asked. Franco grabbed onto Lando's cheeks.
"Did you finish yet?" Franco asked. Lando shook his head.
"Wanna finish over your face. Wanna fuck your mouth," Lando explained. Wow, speaking from his dick meant he used less vocabulary. Not like he needed it. The only thing he ever needed in life was Franco.
"Papí," Franco quietly whimpered. Lando licked his lips, and Franco opened his mouth up wide. Lando crawled further above Franco, and dropped his dick down. Franco's mouth was much wetter than his ass. Franco's teeth felt amazing scraping against Lando's dick. Lando loved it. Franco loved it.
Lando shoved his dick far down into Franco's throat. Each thrust he made sure to bottom out and shove his dick harshly up against Franco's throat. It would always make Franco's voice hoarse. Honestly, Franco's voice was hot like that.
Lando felt his own veins freeze up. The feeling of ecstacy flowed through his body as he pulled out of Franco and cumming over his face. Franco closed his eyes and held his breath as it splattered all over his face.
"Stay... like that," Lando commanded through panting. He weakly climbed off of Franco, and shuffled through the clothes on the ground. Lando brought out his phone, held it up, and took a photo of Franco. He wanted to remember this look forever.
Franco slowly sat up as Lando lowered the phone. Franco watched as Lando flipped through his phone to put another image of him in the hidden folder. Franco licked all he could reach from his face. Lando grabbed a wet wipe from his desk and climbed back into Franco to wipe all the cum off.
Once he was done, he gave the wipe to Franco and slumped down onto him. Franco brought the wipe up to his mouth and lightly sucked on it.
"Such a good boy," Lando praised. Franco brought a hand up and rubbed Lando's left shoulder.
"That was amazing," Franco replied. Lando smiled up at Franco.
"You're mine, kitty," Lando said.
"And I'm yours, puppy," Franco responded. Lando's smile got even wider.
"That was so much more fun than Instagram," Lando mentioned. Franco laughed.
"Yeah?" Franco asked. Lando brought out his phone and placed it in a position where both him and his partner could see.
"Yup. But it's great to watch when we're recovering," Lando remarked. Franco pressed a soft kiss to Lando's temple.