Table kink/smut // Fandom: The Faculty // Fills 13-25 // Completed

[prisca]

Fandom: The Faculty
Character(s): Casey Connor, Zeke Tyler
Prompts: table kink/smut prompts 13-25
Words: 719 (total)
Rating(s): R/NC17
Author's note: some of the fills might be non-con


13 - engine hood (42 words)
Zeke pressed him down onto the engine hood of his beloved GTO, and he enjoyed the panic in Casey's fucking blue eyes; so long the boy had driven him crazy with these eyes, and now he finally would get what he deserved.

14 – respect (34 words)
„Remember rule number one, geek boy, respect,“ Zeke said, and inwardly he was buzzing with expectation when Casey blinked nervously while he whispered: “Yes, Sir, I'm sorry, Sir, I beg you to punish me!“

15 – spanking (63 words)
„Bent over the chair,“ Zeke demanded,“ ass in the air, spread your cheeks; I don't want you to move or to cry before I'm ready, get that, ten strokes with my hand, ten strokes with the cane; do you think this is too much, geek boy;“ Casey hurried to answer: “It's only enough when you think it's enough, Sir,“ and Zeke smiled: “Good boy.“

16 - bad boy (65 words)
„You like that,“ Zeke asked and gave Casey's ass another stroke; the boy winced only slightly and moaned with lust:“More, please Zeke, once more,“ Zeke laughed and satisfied the wish; one, two, three more strokes, harder this time, until Casey's ass finally was deep red; Zeke bend forward to kiss it, and he murmured: “You've turned into a really hot, bad boy, you know this?“

17 - blow job (72 words)
Casey was sure that it was only a bad joke when Zeke suddenly asked him: “Has someone ever given you a blow job;“ shocked and with deep red cheeks he turned around, ready to flee from the bleachers, but Zeke only laughed slightly: “When I didn't read the signs wrong, Case, come by to my house this afternoon; and you will get what you are secretly dreaming about for so long already.“

18 – handcuffs (38 words)
Casey moaned and tried to fight against the handcuffs again; all in vain, barely able to move he was completely at the mercy of Zeke, his teasing, tickling, kissing, and yes, the boy knew how to drove him crazy.

19 – slave (64 words)
He had read a lot about BDSM, various practices, 24/7 and clubs who offered anonymous fun and he had felt torn apart inwardly, not sure if he would ever be ready for the next step; than he had met Zeke, and suddenly everything was so easy; now he was a slave with all his heart, and he knew, his master would always love him.

20 – dildo (32 words)
„No,“ Zeke said and glared at the neon yellow dildo which looked like a banana with much too big blue eyes, “no way that you will put this ridiculous thing into my ass!“

21 – mask (35 words)
Casey knew it was Zeke who did hide behind the eerie mask, but his body was trembling all over anyway when the dark figure slowly came closer and he noticed the lash in his hands.

22 – pain (63 words)
Casey was used to pain since he could remember, his father thought that strictness and corporal punishment were the only effective parental tools, at school he was the outsider who got bullied and teased all day long; not till he met Zeke he had learned to welcome the pain, because Zeke punished him out of love, not because he tried to break him.

23 – top (63 words)
Zeke had always been the dominant one who took over the leading role, and none of the girls and guys he had been together with had ever complained; only Casey wanted more; it took a long while until Zeke was ready to give up control and let Casey fuck him, but afterward he was lying in his arms, still breathless and dizzy and he realized: “This must be love!“

24 – club (57 words)
„Zeke, don't,“ Casey protested when his boyfriend put his hand on his ass and tried to pull him even closer; Zeke laughed slightly and whispered right into Casey's ear: “You know, you are the hottest guy in the club tonight and I only want to make sure that everyone around here realize that you are already taken.“

25 - one night stand (91 words)
It had been only a mindless one-night-stand with a girl he had met in the club last weekend, and Zeke still couldn't get it, what had happened next: Casey had dumped him; he had tried to call him, but he didn't answer the phone; he avoided the school's bleachers during lunch break: he didn't even look at him anymore, and slowly Zeke started to realize that this time he had fucked it up pretty much and that maybe he had lost the only one who had ever truly cared for him.

Comments

[addie71]

Well done, my dear. :)

[prisca]

It is so much fun to do this. Writing is so difficult since a while and to write short, sort, mega-short stories gives me the feeling to be at least a tiny bit productive.