Saccharine
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Daniel was often unpredictable, but in this way he was more methodical than Armand could ever be. Sex for Daniel was an urge that needed desperate and precise treating—a ritual that required the utmost awareness and tact. At least, it was now, with Armand, where he always felt safe enough to leave his body entirely at the hands of his cruel, attentive lover—at the hands of the one who tortured and punished him like he had committed an act of great sin for needing him, who dressed his wounds and bathed him in the finest soaps like he was a saint.
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Armand is a twitch streamer and Daniel blows him while he's live. He gets punished.
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- Part 1 of Saccharine
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Swallowing, Daniel let his eyes linger on the delicate curve of his hips, the soft dip of his waist; he knew it fit perfectly into his hands, had felt it every time he fucked him. His fingers were able to touch behind Armand’s back if he pressed hard enough to bruise—and Armand always wanted to be bruised, they were much the same in that respect—before forcing himself to meet his boyfriend’s gaze, “Are you sure you wanna go to this party?”
Say no. God, just say no. Say no and let me fuck you so hard you won’t even be able to walk without my help-
"Why wouldn’t I?” Armand tilted his head, seemingly oblivious to the growing tent in Daniel’s pants. Daniel knew he wasn’t.
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Daniel brings Armand to a work party and regrets it. At least he gets to fuck Armand over the sink afterwards.
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- Part 2 of Saccharine
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“Can you- can you just. Get me out of my head?” Daniel’s voice cracked, his head tilted into Armand’s left palm.
Armand gasped, fingers seizing around Daniel’s cheeks, “Daniel-”
“No, I know what I’m asking for. Hurt me, take me. That’s what you’re worried about, right? That you’ll lose me? Make me yours again, please.”
“But what if-”
“No what ifs, baby. I know you, I trust you. You’ll take care of me, yeah? You always take care of me, doll, you always make things right. Just take me, baby, you’re in charge, you can do anything to me, I’d let you do anything,” Daniel spoke softly, tears streaking down his face as he slowly sank to his knees, arms circling Armand’s hips, “Please, my angel,” He took a deep breath, body racking, “my devil,” He pressed his chin into Armand’s stomach, staring up at him with blown pupils, “Own me.”
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- Part 3 of Saccharine
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Daniel was a brat, plain and simple. He liked pushing buttons, mouthing off, disobeying—anything to rile Armand up. He was fucking good at it too, knew exactly how to push Armand in just the right way to get what he wanted, whether it was a beating or hours on his knees.
That being said…Armand was better at this shtick than Daniel could ever be.
It was a rare occurrence. Armand loved being in charge, took to it like a duck to water, but when he had a rough week, it was inevitable. It built under his skin, leading him to grow more irritable with everyday, vying for attention hour after hour until he was knocking things off Daniel’s desk like a cat just to piss him off; or worse, calling him while he was at work just to moan into the phone while he got himself off, begging Daniel to come take care of him. Once, he'd even taken Daniel’s clothes so he couldn’t leave for class unless he wanted to show up in shorts in the middle of winter.
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Armand is a brat and Daniel fucks his throat about it.
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- Part 4 of Saccharine