Cold Turkey (3/3)
NC-17
Strong D/S
Pairing: Nak
Summary:
I'll think of a witty summary later e.e
Basically, Nick finds Zak at a bar, a little drunk, and with a pretty honey on his arm. Nick blames it on the drink and his insecurities is what makes him convince Zak that he doesn't need the alcohol for a good time.
Warning: Um. Kink smut? Includes wax-play, some cum kink, felching, um... bondage, I suppose. owo

Zak's body was laid before him on his back, hands handcuffed to either front leg of the high back chair, still bare, for Nick to study while he waited. The older man had knocked out and even with Nick maneuvering his body around he still hasn't woken up. Gazing between his spread legs boarding Zak's slim torso, Nick rested his arm on his knee and watched his chest rise and fall with every breath.

Zak had released a sobbing breath every once in a while, but they only brought a small smile to Nick's lips. Even in sleep, guilt never really left the raven. Barely anything did and that's why Zak came to him so much. Nick made them stop, but for now he let the other man suffer to his thoughts and dreams.

Nick dragged his eyes down, making a map on the expanse of skin of what he planned to do with the unmarked flesh. His jealousy had dwindled down into only a flicker of a fire, but he wasn't going to let Zak down easily. He was going to make sure the other man would never forget, one way or another.

Still resting his head in one hand, he grabbed the lit candle resting on the lamp table besides him and carefully rotated it to watch the melted wax roll around in its flame-made cup. It wasn't as much as the softer wax that still rested on the table, but it should be ready by the time he felt the need to use it.

Nick sat up, setting the candle down momentarily as he rolled up his sleeve. He grabbed the candle once again and shakily let a drop of wax fall on the inside of his wrist, hissing softly as it stung, before setting the candle back down quickly. Nick could feel the concentrated stinging fall into a dull throb. Zak was definitely going to feel the wax from this candle, and Nick wouldn't be surprised if it left a temporary mark. He scratched the dried wax off, liking the nice deep pink it left on his skin.

Zak twitched and Nick tensed as he squirmed, little sounds of discomfort reaching his ears. The older man sighed after a moment and his body relaxed once more. He almost didn't want to bother the other man at all, but he didn't want to stay in the dungeon much longer. He grabbed the other candle, a deep purple compared to the hot red, and made his way down Zak's body, careful not to step on him. He made space between the long legs and placed the candle next to himself before bending forward, hand between Zak's head and arm, and stole a kiss.

He moved gently at first, not wanting to scare Zak awake. The other sleepily followed along, soft moans and grunts escaping between their moving mouths as he coaxed the raven to part his lips. He felt Zak gasp and slipping his eyes open, he saw dark lashes fluttering as he roused from his sleep. Nick groaned deeply, his free hand smoothing down his trembling side until he felt that instinctive arch towards his own body and Zak blinking up at him with lust-riddled eyes.

Nick gave a final nip to the kiss-swollen lips and pulled away, admiring the way Zak flushed from his cheeks and bringing in color to his chest. Zak's eyes were half lidded as he panted for breath and Nick could see the way his eyes darted confusedly around him. Nick smiled, laughing quietly as the older man tried to sit up, hands turning into tight fists as he realized his immobility. He pulled again and the chaired followed loudly making Zak jump and glare back down at him. "Nick."

"Need you to sit still for me."

Zak huffed and the sleepy glare intensified, but a hard look from Nick had him bowing his head and turning his glare at his stomach. He noticed his own nudity, the blush darkening with embarrassment when he realized how vulnerable he was to the younger man. He swallowed thickly, nervousness, excitement, and regrettably, the humiliation making his cock swell. His legs unconsciously pulled together, but Nick pushed his thighs apart and held them down until he stopped squirming. "Jesus! Nick, let me go!"

Nick shook his head, "Not this time." He petted Zak's hips when he laid there coiled tightly, but for the rise and fall of his chest. "I think I've kept your punishment too short. We're not done, like I promised, and we're gonna do something a little different."

Zak whined breathlessly, then bit his curled his fingers of one hand around his cock, the other daring up his chest to press, dancing over muscle. He shook his head, "What we.. what we did was enough!"

"Nope." Nick grinned, hand beating faster as Zak grew stiff in his hand. The rigid flesh betrayed Zak's words and in moments his cock stood erect, pointing towards Zak's abdomen. "Look at you..." Nick murmured quietly and slowed the even stroking, loving the desperate rocking of Zak's hips. He let the pads of his fingers ride over the wet tip, bringing precum down his length.

"N-Nick..." Zak whimpered as his muscles tensed. The red in his cheeks brightened as he tried to hide his face in his arm. His toes curled and his eyes fluttered shut tightly, gasps leaving his lips as Nick teased his cock. He caught in the corner of his eye Nick grabbing the candle and he squeezed his eyes tightly in fear. "No! Nick, don't-"

Heat. Zak writhed as he felt warm, almost too warm, liquid coat the tip of his cock. His eyes flew open, watching as dark purple dripped down his length in slow paths. The light sting intensified the throb in his cock, pulling from him a choked moan. "Stop, Nick- stop-" He mewled as more dripped along his shaft, dripping onto the sensitive skin of his balls making the muscles in his legs and abdomen tighten. When Nick finally set down the candle, Zak released a shaky breath, eyes watering and questioning. His dick now resting on his abdomen continued its dull throb and his body trembled with need.

"Who does this belong to?" Nick finally asked as he traced the fat line of wax that hardened along the underside of Zak's manhood.

"You..."

"That's right, and you're going to be feeling it this coming week. You're going to remember this time, Zak."

Zak took in another quivering breath as he held onto any of the defiance he had in him. Nick smirked as Zak looked up at him resistantly, fingers going to the smooth curve between his thigh and hip. "What else is mine?"

"Don't, Nick."

He hummed, eyes crawling down Zak's body once more as he sought out the tiny entrance behind Zak's balls. He massaged the soft mound inbetween, pushing until the Zak spread his legs and tilted his hips, giving Nick the sight of his twitching asshole just waiting for his fingers.

"Not the wax..."

"Didn't even cross my mind."

That seemed to confuse Zak and it only made Nick huff in amusement. "I've got somethin' else." He made a show of wetting his fingers, sucking them into his mouth. It wouldn't be enough for what he had in mind, but it was good for what he was going to get Zak ready for. He kissed Zak's shoulder and felt with his wet fingers for Zak's entrance, prodding at it gently before slipping one in. He heard Zak pull on the handcuffs, his body tensing in rejection, but slowly uncoiled as Nick slipped his finger in and out, opening him up.

Zak arched, chest pulling up as Nick reached in deep. The younger man moved to his side, kissing down his neck as he squirmed on his finger. "Fuck Nick, please." He panted and felt Nick pull his finger away, petting two against his hole until he couldn't hold in the small sounds of his pleasure. Then they were gone.

Zak waited nervously, head falling onto the dark rug under him as Nick left from his side. He shut his eyes, trusting Nick and what he had planned. The younger man knew his limits. Zak screwed his eyes tighter as he felt Nick's finger slide back in, joined by a second. The throbbing in his cock had stopped, but the meat felt heavy, abused. Zak bit his lip, eyes squinting open when Nick whispered for him to open his eyes only to be greeted with the sight of Nick circling the point of his tongue around a hardened nipple.

He gasped his name and Nick chuckled before sealing his lips around the little nub. Zak's chest pulled up, pressing into his mouth and Nick wrapped his arm around the cut waist, scratching his nails into the muscled back. He dragged moan after moan from the older male with his mouth and fingers, distracting him thoroughly before sitting up and grabbing the candle once more.

Zak's body arched, arms stretched and torso pulled taught as Nick dripped candle wax on his sensitive nipples. Muscles rippled with each shuddering breath and the fingers within his ass pressed hard on the tiny bundle of nerves, pleasure shooting straight to his cock. "More..."

"Pain slut." Nick murmured, but carefully slowed down the drips. Those little buds would be swollen, an achingly beautiful red on his pale chest when he decides to peel them off. For now, Nick decided that the decoration was too pretty to take off just yet. He blew out the candle and put it away before grabbing the lubed toy next, turning it on while Zak panted for breath, watching it rotate in a tight circle. Pulling his fingers free from the clenching hole, he teased the tip against Zak's opening, entranced by the way Zak twitched away in surprise. "Hold still." He commanded and held Zak's hips down as he nudged the toy in.

He found it difficult to relax. Zak whined as the bulbous head of the toy moved within his ass, pressing into the walls that desperately held around it. It constantly stroked against his prostate, stimulating the bundle of nerves until Zak trembled once again, overwhelmed.

"Hold it." Nick said. He continued to fuck Zak with the toy, loosening him for his cock. Zak shook his head, and his legs pulled up as pleasure shot up and down his spine.

"Fuck, Nick, I can't..."

"You will."

Nick left from between Zak's legs to sit in the chair. He could just make out the base of the toy peaking from between Zak's legs, continuing its rotation. From his spot back in the chair, he watched the way the hard body tensed, flushed and wet with sweat. Blue eyes pierced into Nick's, begging him to let him go, to let him cum. The flesh of his cock already was a desperate red, stiff against his abdomen, demanding for attention. Nick licked his lips and finally touched the over sensitive bulge in his jeans, knowing Zak was watching impatiently.

"You want this?"

"You know I do, Nick... please..."

Nick chuckled darkly, "Well, you won't get it. Not until we set things straight." He unbuttoned his jeans and pulled the zipper down, reaching into his boxers to pull his own swollen cock out, damp with precum. Zak's gaze darkened, and a quiet moan left from his parted lips. Nick worked the ache out of his erection before letting it go to continue with Zak's punishment.

"Now, what should I write on you..." Nick thought aloud as he grabbed the red candle. He took a quick peak to his wrist, seeing that it left a light browning of his skin. He licked his lips excitedly, "It's gonna burn, babe, but nothin' you can't handle." He kept it simple, spelling his name along Zak's abs.

The older man gasped and he pulled on the handcuffs once more at the initial burn. He could feel it sear into his skin, but it was tolerable, and soon he let out his breaths in quiet whimpers. Tears prickled his eyes, and he tore his gaze downward to watch Nick brand his name into his stomach with the wax. "Its... it'll be upside down..." Zak told him.

"I know. Its for you to see, anyway. Every single time, Zak. You are mine." Nick said possessively. Taking in the broad expanse of skin, Nick couldn't help but feel that he had the right to own all this. It seemed the other man didn't mind giving in. "Who completes you, Zak?"

"You-" Zak's breath hitched. He couldn't take much more and he tried to squirm away. "I know! I know..." he pleaded, hoping Nick would end this torture quick. He watched with sobbing breaths as Nick finished half of his name, his chest rising and falling quickly as each sting went straight to his cock. The toy within him nearly went unnoticed, slipping out of him as his body continue to contract. He was going to cum. Whether Nick wanted him to or not-

He heard Nick blow out the candle and the heavy wax hitting the table. He pried open his eyes he didn't realize he shut, catching Nick flinging his shirt off of his body. "Fuck me, fuck me..." Zak begged just as Nick slipped out of his pants and kneeled between his spread legs. The vibrator that had slipped nearly all the way out was pulled from his ass, leaving him empty and needy.

Nick basked in Zak's desperation, how the older man ground against his hips as their lengths slid side by side. He reached for Zak's hungry hole, sliding his fingers in and hooked them into his prostate making Zak sob, "Only I can bring you here, Zak. Remember that."

"I'll remember.," he gasped and in seconds he held the bulk of Nick's cock within him. Zak's mouth fell slack, his back arching as Nick pulled him up to sit in his lap. Large hands engulfed his hips as Nick brought their bodies together, fucking into Zak with slow, hard strokes that got him keening in the back of his throat.

"Look so good like this..." Nick grunted as he bent his head down. He nibbled along the wax on Zak's nipples, taking them off with rough bites until he got the swollen peaks free. Zak gasped, trying to tell him stop, but the swollen, sensitive nubs were too tempting to ignore. "Tell me you love this..." Nick grumbled and brought his hand to Zak's cock, carefully pealing the wax from the tip.

Zak clenched around him, nodding frantically, and the embarrassment made his face color. He felt Nick pull out slowly until the head popped from the loosened pucker and Zak tried to sit up, a cry on his lips, "No, dont! I- I need it, give me-" Nick slid back in with a fond laugh, grinding against him and Zak tried to fuck himself, willing Nick to release within him.

"Won't admit it?" Nick breathed, watching the way Zak hopelessly rode his cock. "Its okay... I can tell." He chuckled again and Zak shamefully shook his head. He pressed in, rocking their hips together and holding Zak down against the rug, rutting into Zak roughly, but not giving him the sensation he craves.

"Don't do this, Nick-"

"Who's allowed to touch you?"

Zak trembled, "You! Only you... Nick, please, please, please..."

"That's right." Nick angled the handsome face towards himself and kissed him passionately as he started thrusting again, Zak moaning into his mouth. Long legs curled around his hips, keeping him close, feeling the head of Zak's pulsing erection rub against his abdomen. Nick changed the angle of his thrusts and Zak tore his mouth away, desperate and broken, as he clenched around Nick, so close...

Nick pressed his face into Zak's neck, groaning as he released within the older man. Zak felt each hot spurt, his back arching further as he was filled. Hips rolled gently together as Nick held him tightly against his chest, whimpering at the feel of his skin against the minor burns on his chest. Once Nick caught he breath, he pulled himself up, looking at his captive still impaled on his cock. The older man was still hard, holding it and waiting. Cupping his hands around Zak's hips, Nick smoothed his thumbs along his hipbones as he slowly pulled out, chuckling at the feel of Zak tightening around him to have him stay. He pulled free anyway and smiled lovingly at the other's whine.

He stood after untangling himself from the curl of Zak's legs and grabbed the key to unlock Zak from the cuffs. The older man brought his hands down, rubbing his wrists as he watched Nick take his place between his legs. He buried his fingers in Nick's hair as he licked the juncture between hip and thigh. One large hand came up to circle his cock, the other to press his thigh up to expose himself for Nick's mouth.

"Nick..."

"Don't worry. I'm gonna take care of you."

He inhaled sharply at the first swipe of his tongue against his pucker, embarrassed at the needy mewl that left his mouth as he thrusted his cock through Nick's grasp. He'd never admit to enjoying this, the way Nick curled his tongue expertly, coaxing him to relax. He heard and felt Nick moan against him, blushing darkly at being so accepting of this, of letting Nick pleasure him this way, knowing he was going to cum just like this.

Nick looked up at him, dark eyes baring into him as he slowly stroked the flesh in his grasp. Gentle with his mouth, he left little sucks and kisses, tasting his seed within the other man with a groan. Messy; saliva coating the soft skin of Zak's ass as Nick ate him out. A few more strokes and Nick's tongue sliding into his loosen pucker had Zak gasping for breath as he came messily onto his stomach, fingers tensing in Nick's hair as he held him in place to ride out his orgasm.

Zak watched breathlessly as Nick crawled up his body, licking through the mess of cum before taking his mouth in a sloppy kiss. He laughed shortly, opening his mouth as Nick pushed semen into his mouth,tasting their mixed essence on his tongue. Nick was the one to end it, nibbling on his lower lip before pulling away. His hands smoothed down Zak's legs, pressing into the taut muscles of his thighs to knead any aches out.

Zak was the first to speak quietly, "You know I wouldn't." His eyes pleading for Nick to understand. He felt the younger man scratch at the wax still on his stomach, the marks now an irritating pink on his skin. He gasped quietly when Nick shifted above him until their bodies pressed together, especially sensitive on his nipples that just about matched the exhausted red on his face.

"Wouldn't you?" Nick teased and quieted all of Zak's complaints with another kiss. Zak hummed into his mouth and finally wraps his arms around the younger man, the hold just as possessive as all of Nick's actions earlier. He nipped at his lips and pulled back, "What have you learned."

Zak raised his head, squarely meeting Nick's intense stare, "You don't like it when I drink or flirt with others."

"That's right, I don't." Nick murmured and snorted at the playful glint dancing in Zak's eyes, "Not that it'll stop you, I guess."

Zak laughed, "Maybe, a little. I didn't mean to hurt you... I don't want to." Shy fingers crawled up and down Nick's back, the light touch making the younger man shiver and Zak to smile.

Nick huffed quietly, "I know. You just want sex in your dungeon." He sighed, feigning annoyance as he relaxed into Zak's body. He didn't miss the way Zak's blush darken, or the hitch in his breath at being found out. He rolled his eyes, "Zak, if I've ever met a person who flirts with danger more than you..."

"Shut up."

"There's my Zak." he nuzzled under his chin, breathing him in deeply as he finally let go of his temper. He knew sooner or later Zak's going to go at it again, finding ways to have Nick drag him back into his dungeon, but for now the marks on his skin will be a reminder and it more than soothed Nick knowing Zak would bare them, love them even, as he watched long, thin fingers dance over his name delicately.