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"Did I say you could move, mutt?" Asra glared down at Lucio, eyes half lidded as he took his chin in his hand. Lucio made a pitiful noise, straining against the silk ropes binding his wrists. There was a pretty golden collar around his throat, attached to a thin, black leash. Asra held the leash tightly in his free hand, watching in amusement.
"I don't need your permission," Lucio snarled at him, teeth bared in a pathetic attempt at keeping the last of his dignity. Asra could only stifle a laugh.
"Don't you, though?" He spoke evenly, unbothered by Lucio's struggling. It was starting to become clear that his indifference was beginning to make Lucio impatient. "You've done more damage to the kingdom, no, the world, than anyone else ever could. Not to mention the more personal issues you've caused." He trailed off, the tips of his fingers tracing up Lucio's jaw before gripping tightly at his hair. Lucio's breath hitched as his head was pulled back. "You owe me."
Asra all but shoved Lucio away, watching him scramble to sit up. He locked eyes with him for a moment, waiting until Lucio was squirming uncomfortably before breaking eye contact and standing. Unsurprisingly, Lucio glared up at him. Anyone else (except for Nadia, she’d had far too much of Lucio's antics to be afraid of him) might've felt intimidated, but Asra simply smiled down at him. Lucio was half hard already, the needy bastard.
"Go to h-" Lucio's voice turned into a gasp as Asra pressed the tip of his boot against his crotch.
"You like that so much you can't even finish your sentence? Should have expected that from a filthy dog like you." The cock under his boot hardened further, now straining against the stark white of Lucio's slacks.
"Shut it." Lucio murmured, only to let out a choked gasp as his leash was tugged on harshly. If it weren't for the boot covering his crotch, Asra might've seen the way his cock twitched.
"Admit it, Lucio. You're aching to be put in your place." Asra stepped back, eyes darkening with lust as Lucio chased his touch. "Just look at you. Your ability to beg without words is astounding."
"Fuck me already," Lucio spoke through gritted teeth. The ropes stayed in place, even as he began to pull against them. "Just fuck me."
"Ah, the dog attempts to control his master..." Asra smiled serenely, kneeling down and taking a fistful of Lucio's hair. "Really, mutt, I thought you were better than that." The expression of annoyance on Lucio's face was betrayed by the desperation in his eyes. It was all a ruse and the two of them knew it. "If you want to be used then I need you to earn it." Asra stood once more, this time to tie the end of Lucio's leash to the nearby bedpost.
"H-Hey! Where are you going?" Lucio sputtered and tried to follow Asra's movement, only to be restricted by his leash. "You can't just leave me here!"
"I'm not leaving," Asra began to rummage through Lucio's drawers as he spoke, "Not yet, anyway,"
"Wh-what are you doing?" The question went unanswered, the sounds of shuffling filling the silence.
"Oh, what do we have here?" Asra's eyes were glimmering with mischief as he turned back to Lucio. In his hands was a large, wand-like vibrator, along with a small remote. "Vesuvia's beloved Count has his very own toys to play with?"
"Th-that's not--It's not mine," Lucio stammered, his face burning hot with shame. It only seemed to grow hotter as Asra approached, once more crouching down.
"Don't think I haven't heard you use it. My room is nearby, you know. You aren't as quiet as you think." He tucked the vibrator under some of the ropes binding Lucio, making sure that the head was pressed against the bulge in his pants. "I'll make sure it keeps you good company while I'm gone."
"You--!" Lucio was cut off by a groan as the vibrator came to life, buzzing against him.
"Don't even think of coming," Asra murmured into his ear, sending shivers down Lucio's spine.
"You can't really expect me to be able t-"
"Shut your mouth and obey." The vibrations got stronger as Asra spoke and Lucio cried out.
"I w-will, I will, just please--" he whined, eyeing the small remote in Asra's hand. "T-Turn it d-down, I won't last like this--!"
"The words you're looking for are 'yes sir'." Asra teased, watching as Lucio squirmed and moaned.
"Yes sir…" Lucio panted, hardly audible over his own whines. Asra pulled his hair.
"Louder."
"Y-yes sir!" Lucio cries out nearly sobbing in relief as the vibrations simmer down.
"Good boy," Asra praised, stroking Lucio's hair. "If you last until I'm back, I'll fuck you nice and hard," he turned on his heel, just barely catching the soft whine of protest as he left the room.
Asra pressed his back against the door, letting out a soft breath.
The muffled sounds of moans and whines just barely made their way through, and it was enough to make Asra's half hard cock throb. It was exhilarating, having the count tied up and desperate, all for him. As he listened to the quiet noises from the other room, his hand wandered down into his pants and under his boxers. With just a bit of magic he was able to slick his hand in order to stroke his cock. The remote was held in his free hand, tempting him.
A soft moan passed his lips as he rubbed the head of his cock, relishing in the fact that he's giving himself all of the pleasure that Lucio is being denied. He smiled devilishly to himself as he set the vibrations to high, stroking at himself as he heard Lucio cry out. Through moans and near sobs he could hear the count beg for him, despite his absence.
"Oh, please, please!" The trembling voice made heat simmer in the pit of Asra's stomach and he can't help but groan softly himself. His breaths began to grow heavy as fucked into his hand, listening to the broken pleading on the other side of the wall. "I'm close, gods I'm so close, please, please let me-" The moans died down to a sob as Asra turned the vibrator nearly all the way down.
Asra's hips began to stutter as he felt himself getting closer, back arching as got to the edge. He quickly pulled his hand away, letting out the breath he’d been holding. He couldn’t cum just yet, he still had a brat to please. It took him a moment to collect himself, but when he did he made his way back into the room.
He turned up the vibrator to a moderate setting, watching the way Lucio’s expression shifted.
"Have you learned your lesson, mutt?" He asked, only to earn a choked sob in response.
"Please, please Asra, fuck me, please, I can't take it anymore," Lucio was trembling rather than struggling against the silk binds. "Please I'll be good I s-swear,"
"I suppose you've earned something." Asra eyed him up and down before making his way over to Lucio. He switched off the vibrator, setting it aside as he began to undo the binds and remove his collar. "Don't move," he warned, smiling as Lucio nodded. "Good boy."
The ropes came undone with ease and Lucio was already thanking him, clinging onto his arm and rutting desperately against his knee.
"Thank you, thank you Asra," he all but whimpered, only to gasp and moan as Asra pulled his hair.
"Didn't I tell you not to move, dog?" Asra spat out, watching as Lucio scrambled to redeem himself. “You’re to call me sir if you address me at all.”
"I'm sorry sir, I didn't mean to, please forgive me, p-"
"That's enough." Asra spoke firmly, moving to sit on the soft bed. "I want you stripped and bent over my lap, now ." He watched Lucio swallow, tears gathering in his eyes as he began to undress. He was bare chested under his coat, and as he slid off his slacks there was but a thin pair of silk boxers under them, already stained with precum from his leaking cock. Locking eyes with Asra, he slid them off and bent over his knees.
Almost immediately he received a sharp smack on his ass, making him cry out and bite his lip. Asra rubbed the skin lightly, gripping his ass before giving it another smack.
"You should learn to listen to your master, Lucio," Asra tsked, delivering another slap. On the bedside table next to him was a bottle of oil, which he spread over his fingers. He massaged the tender flesh, making the next impact come as a surprise.
"Y-Yes sir!" Lucio couldn’t help but moan now, grinding into Asra's lap and making him stop in his tracks.
"You like this, don't you?" The words were extenuated by a sharp smack, earning a low groan from count. "I should have known," he laughed, using his free hand to rub at Lucio's hole. "You want to be bred and abused like a bitch in heat."
"Y-Yes, sir! Please sir!" Lucio gasped and keened as a finger pushed into him. Asra pumped the finger in and out, adding another one as he slapped Lucio across the ass once more. At this point it was clear that Lucio wasn’t even trying to keep quiet, moaning and whimpering at each and every movement that Asra made.
"Beg for me, dog." He commanded. A grin formed on his face as Lucio started sputtering out clumsy words.
"Fuck me sir, please fuck me. I want your cock inside of me, I want you to use me and fill me up with your cum!" Lucio's voice sounded wrecked already, throat likely sore from moaning and pleading.
"Now was that so hard? You put up such a fight, and for what?" Asra rubbed his back, finally satisfied. "Keep it up and you’ll be rewarded. Now lay down on the bed, like a good boy." Lucio nodded, flinching as he moved from Asra's lap to the bed. Asra noted the way his hips were raised and desperate, momentarily wondering whether it was intentional or not.
Undressing took very little time considering the fact that he’d been waiting for this moment as well. Lucio turned slightly to look at him, watching him as he slicked up his cock. Almost as if pleaing, he spread himself open for Asra.
When the tip of his cock prodded at his hole, Lucio shuddered. He slid in with relative ease, giving him just a moment to adjust to the feeling. Once it seemed like his breathing had calmed, Asra began to set a brutal pace. Each thrust seemed to pull a new noise from Lucio and the sights and sounds drove Asra mad with lust. Shit, if he’d known Lucio liked being fucked into submission this much he would’ve done it sooner.
"Yes! Yes! Use me, fuck me like a bitch in heat," Lucio moaned, hips grinding into the sheets. Asra panted softly over him, taking a fistful of his hair and pulling him back to kiss him. The slapping of skin against skin filled the room along with a symphony of sweet moans and whimpers. Asra's lips press against his beautiful Count's neck, kissing and sucking fresh marks onto his pale skin.
"You're taking my cock better than I thought you would," he panted, giving a particularly hard thrust. The angle seemed just about right, making Lucio cry out.
"There! Right there, fuck, right there!" He all but sobbed, gripping the sheets tightly. "Can I cum sir, please can I cum? I want to cum, please let me c-!" He gasped as he received a smack across his ass.
"Hold it. You wanted me to use you, didn't you? You won't cum until I say you can." Asra commanded. The whine he received in response made him grin.
"Yes sir," Lucio gritted his teeth, tears of overstimulation already gathering in the corners of his eyes. Asra fucked into him at brutal pace, gripping his thighs tightly. His cool and collected façade began to fade as he felt himself reaching the edge.
"Fuck, oh fuck." He groaned, reaching under Lucio to stroke at his cock. He could feel the tightness in the pit of his stomach growing and growing until he was finally over the edge, giving one final thrust as he came inside of Lucio. "Cum for me, Lucio," Asra commanded, still riding out the feeling as he jerked him off.
"Oh gods, oh fuck--!" Lucio bucked into Asra's hand, all but sobbing in relief as he released, "Thank you sir, I love you sir-!" Tears dripped down his cheeks as Asra stroked him through it, holding his trembling body close. He shushed him softly, kissing his neck and shoulders. Lucio jerked in his arms as Asra stroked his sensitive dick, cursing and whining with every movement. Asra’s movements slowed, finally ceasing when he was satisfied with the results of his work. They took a moment to breathe together, both of them relaxing into each other’s touch.
Asra was the first to move, pulling out and reaching out to the bowl of water and washcloth they'd set aside for this moment. He cleaned himself up first, all the while murmuring soft praises and sweet nothings to his beautiful count.
"You did wonderfully, my love," he said softly as he ran the soft washcloth over his sweat slick skin. He wiped the cum from in-between his thighs, rubbing lightly at the tender skin of his ass. Lucio was still panting harshly, his tear stained cheeks flushed red. "Are you alright? I wasn't too harsh on you was I?"
"No, no," Lucio spoke up after a while, finally finding his voice. "You were perfect, that was just…" he breathed in shakily, "A lot."
"Want me to run a bath for the two of us?" Asra stroked his hair as he spoke.
"And something to eat?"
"Anything you want, my love." Asra responded, pressing a kiss to his forehead.
"You spoil me."