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Leo couldn’t stop himself from smiling as he worked on his latest invention. It was coming together quite nicely, and he was already in a bouncy mood. He found his hands moving efficiently, and he nodded his head along to the songs that played quietly on the small radio on the workbench.
It almost distracted him from his true purpose for being there, from the soft whimpers and ragged breathing coming from behind him. Almost.
This wasn’t his regular workbench in Bunker Nine, in the more open areas. This was a small room connected to his bedroom in the bunker, made to house things that would make even Aphrodite blush. He could make things to fit his wildest desires away from any prying eyes.
So what if he had constructed a sex room right next to his bedroom? He was just a man, and a very horny man at that. And if he got to fuck his boyfriend with all the sinful toys he made in this very room, then, well, that was just a very, very nice bonus.
Leo leaned back as he cut the radio, leaving the room in near silence. The only sound came behind him, the ragged breathing that made his pants tighten with anticipation. He finally turned in his chair, and a wide grin crossed his face as his eyes raked over the sight.
Chained in the center of the room was Nico, looking absolutely debased. He was naked save for his binder that covered his chest, in contrast to Leo being fully clothed. The celestial bronze chains held him spread-eagle, pulling his limbs taut but not hurting him. Never hurting him. It held Nico’s wrists up high and his legs parted, his cunt exposed and folds gaping lightly as the hot air brushed against it. Leo’s gaze traced the slickness making itself known, lightly staining his inner thighs and especially prominent at his core.
“How’s it hanging?” Leo joked. Nico was held just high enough by the chains for his toes to barely leave the ground.
Nico didn’t seem to find it funny. He jerked against the chains that held him firm, glaring death at him. “Let me go, Valdez…” he said through gritted teeth. His hips jerked up, trying to find some sort of relief, only to be met by the heated air.
“Why would I?” Leo asked smugly. “You look perfect.” He let his legs part open, and Nico’s eyes immediately fell on the bulge straining against Leo’s pants. Truth be told, Leo had been hard since the moment he chained Nico up.
“It’s been an hour!” Nico tugged at his chains again to no avail.
“About fifty minutes, actually.” Leo corrected. He deliberately stretched with his arms behind his back, propping one of his legs up on the chair to highlight his bulge more. “That’s fifty minutes to do nothing. Fifty minutes to just enjoy the stillness. Maybe take a nap. You would like that, wouldn’t you?”
“I-” Nico’s throat worked as he swallowed, watching him. Leo moved with precision. He rubbed his neck with one hand, the other falling to clasp on the leg that was down. His hand was dangerously close to the aching heat between his legs, but Leo didn’t dare to touch himself yet.
“Do you need something?” His voice went lower, turning gravelly. “Do you need me?”
Nico’s face flushed red as he jerked against the chains again. It was a desperate motion, with how his folds fluttered against nothing in search for him.
“Yes…” Nico finally managed. He turned his head away in an embarrassed motion that Leo found adorable. “Please…”
Leo stood, doing nothing to hide his erection as he walked towards his bound boyfriend. It was a sight that he would expect out of Elysium, and yet here it was, all for his use.
“You’re so sweet, you know that?” He said, circling Nico slowly. “Begging so nicely, letting me take good care of you.” Leo stopped behind him, slowly pressing his chest to Nico’s back.
Nico whimpered, his head falling back as Leo thrusted against his leg, feeling the line of his cock through his work pants.
“Eres mi paraíso, mi amor. Mi precioso paraíso.” You are my paradise, my love. My precious paradise. Leo worked slowly, methodically, as he did when it came to his inventions. Each thrust made the chains rattle softly and pulled the sweetest, needy sounds out of Nico’s mouth.
Once he thought Nico was sufficiently desperate for him, Leo pulled away. The heat leaving Nico’s thigh made him whimper, confirming his thoughts. Leo walked until he stood in front of his boyfriend, examining his ruined state.
Nico’s head was thrown back to expose the vulnerable line of his throat, his eyes fluttering as his breathing pushed his chest out in puffs. His cunt was practically soaked with his need, and Leo watched a string of his arousal drip onto the floor.
Leo took his chin into his hand, and those gorgeous eyes fluttered open. They were clouded with arousal, but beneath them lied a deep sense of trust. It made Leo’s heart clench with something soft. Nico trusted him with his life, his soul, and by the gods, would Leo give him everything he had to offer.
Leo had to stand on his toes to kiss him, but the kiss was filled with passion. Their lips moved in a dance perfected years ago, choreographed by their intertwined fates. It was a reminder of how much they had gone through, and how much they had survived. As he lost himself in the kiss, Leo knew he had found his own Garden of Eden.
They were both breathless when the kiss finally broke, having momentarily lost themselves in the love behind it. Leo’s eyes raked over his boyfriend once more, finding the slick folds that seemed to pulse with arousal.
“You’re going to get the floor wet,” he murmured, grabbing Nico’s thigh. The chains moved freely while his hands were on them - a neat little enchantment he’s gotten for them - letting him push Nico’s thigh up and out. Leo was careful to not let the muscles strain, and once his boyfriend was properly adjusted, he let go, and the chains kept him in place.
Leo felt reverent as he dropped to his knees, gazing up at Nico’s now exposed cunt. Slick fluid dripped steadily downwards, and his gaping hole was practically begging for Leo to take him right then and there. But not yet. He didn’t want to just take Nico; he wanted to break him, and then rebuild him better than before.
Nico gasped as Leo ran a finger through his folds. It wasn’t to tease, and it wasn’t even to stretch him. Leo dragged his finger slowly, collecting as much of the wetness as he could, before taking it to his own mouth.
The flavor was intoxicating, practically sinful, and Leo briefly wondered if there truly was a forbidden fruit out there to tempt those to their wicked desires. But gazing up at Nico’s face, twisted in arousal, and his cunt, wet and glistening, Leo knew he had already tasted it. And he was ready to devour the fruit whole.
He buried his face against Nico’s wet folds, mouth greedily lapping at his cunt. Leo gripped his thighs, pushing his other leg out to truly dig into his meal. He felt as though he was drowning in nectar, drinking in the nourishment of gods until it was the only thing he remembered.
Leo followed the sound of Nico’s cries, shoving his tongue past what little resistance his entrance offered, chasing after the release he needed to taste. Above him, his boyfriend moaned and screamed to the heavens, no longer forced to be quiet by his own hand covering his mouth whenever they were at risk of people hearing. They were both already in Elysium now.
“Leo… Non posso- Ti prego-!” I can’t- Please-! Nico gasped out. His hips rocked with every suck of Leo’s lips, breath stuttering with every tongue swipe against his sensitive clit. Leo pulled away just enough to speak, catching his breath as he did so.
“Then come, Nico,” he growled out. “Eres todo mío.” You’re all mine. He buried his face back between Nico’s thighs, working to break his boyfriend into a thousand pieces.
Sure enough, Nico screamed and arched his back, the chains rattling like a symphony of pleasure. A flood of sweet arousal rushed over Leo’s mouth, and he gladly accepted it, drinking it up until there was nothing left.
Leo pulled back, his mouth coated with slick fluids, only to stand up and capture Nico’s mouth in yet another kiss. The mix of Nico’s wetness and the taste of his mouth was a drug Leo found himself hooked on, hands reaching up to cup Nico’s cheeks like he’d never let go.
“Fucking gods, you’re perfect for me.” Leo murmured, only pulling away to hastily strip off his clothes. “And you’re only mine, aren’t you?”
Nico breathed heavily as he nodded, a slick, wet sucking sound coming from his cunt. Leo was already tearing the wrapper of a condom he’d pulled out of his toolbelt, rolling it onto his cock. He gripped his thighs, positioning himself as he rolled his hips.
Nico gasped as the head of his cock penetrated him, a loud, unabashed moan escaping his lips. Leo let the sensations overwhelm him, focused on how Nico clenched around him like it was trying to suck the rest of him out, like it never wanted him to leave.
As Leo pushed in, he gritted his teeth, trying not to come on the spot or let his fire lose control. Burning Nico was the last thing he wanted to do, but gods, the tightness was so easy to lose himself in. He knew he would never get used to the slick heat.
When he buried himself to the hilt, he waited for Nico to adjust, for his pulsing walls to relax and allow him to drive himself deeper. Then, Leo began to move. Slowly and steadily, he thrust in and out of his boyfriend. He didn’t try to go faster as he usually did, instead enjoying every inch he pushed into Nico, how he gasped and cried out his name in languages that blurred together..
It was the most intoxicating cocktail he’d ever had the pleasure to taste. They both raced towards a climax that would surely shatter them both, the chains rattling in a shrill melody to their movements.
“Eres mío,” You’re mine, Leo grunted with every thrust he made. He could feel the tightness at the base of his cock growing, the tell-tale sign of his nearing orgasm. And if Nico’s gasps and moans were to go by, he was right there with him. “Solo mío.” Only mine.
He pushed himself as far as he could into Nico one last time, the pressure finally overcoming him. Leo moaned out Nico’s name as he came, feeling Nico’s cunt lock around him. He heard his name be shouted, the slick walls around his cock squeezing so tightly they nearly drew another climax straight out of him.
When Leo came back to his senses, he could smell something burning. It was probably his hair. He patted his curls, slick with sweat, and buried his face into the crook of Nico’s neck.
Leo felt the slowing of Nico’s breathing against his chest, and he chuckled softly. “Hey, don’t fall asleep now. I’m still in you.”
“Mmm... per favore...” Please... Nico murmured. Leo chuckled. As much as he would like to stay embedded inside his boyfriend, the position was surely beginning to sting.
He slowly pulled out, the whimper that left Nico nearly breaking his will. The condom had not burned up during their madness, leaving it loaded with his come. Leo took it off and tossed it away before he worked on the chains.
It was easy for his hands, although shaky, to find the seemingly hidden latches that kept it clasped around Nico’s limbs. One thing he liked about these chains was that unlocking one would unlock all of them.
Nico collapsed against him when the chains let him go, practically melting like butter in his arms. Leo grunted as he carried Nico out to the bedroom. Laying him down, Leo took a moment to appreciate the way Nico sprawled across the sheets, completely vulnerable.
“If you’re gonna sleep, you gotta take the binder off,” Leo said. He waited for a sleepy grumble, for Nico to move, but he remained still. Leo realized then, with his too-soft breathing, that Nico was already asleep.
Leo huffed. “I have to do all the work myself,” he muttered, though there was no bite to it. He gently pulled Nico into a sitting position, moving unconscious limbs in order to take the binder off.
Leo didn’t really think about covering Nico’s chest with a shirt, even though Nico would complain in the morning. He was too sleepy for that. He pulled Nico into his arms, cuddling him as Nico’s head lolled against his chest.
“Buenas noches, mi amor,” Good night, my love, he murmured, shutting his eyes. A sleepy murmur answered him as Leo, too, fell into a deep and dreamless sleep.