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Pain	By : sxpoisongirlxs Category: 1 through F > Covenant, The Views: 5832 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Pain
- 2-Chained
- 3-Unfamiliarity
- 4-Discovery
- 5-Needs
- 6-Appology not Accepted
- 7-Slave
- 8-Dissension
- 9-Trust
- 10-Reunion
- 11-Rage
- 12-Confusion
- 13-Hate
- 14-Control
- 15-A/N
- 16-Soon
- 17-A/N!
- 10
- 11
- 12
The doors slammed open, and Chase stormed in in a fit of rage.
"Look, I know exactly what you want, but I've been thinking about earlier and--" Pogue was cut off by Chase grabbing him and pulling their mouths together into a rough kiss. Pogue started to resist then almost instantly melted into it again, but only seconds after it started, Chase pulled away. Pogue was panting, and staring down at Chase in complete confusion. "What the hell was that for?"
"To put it bluntly, because I want to, and because I can. At the moment, you happen to be one of my favorite play-things. I am in not the greatest of moods right now, so I've come to play with my toys..." said Chase in a dull tone. He could sense that Pogue did not like what he had just heard, but frankly, he didn't care just then. He needed to de-stress a little, and he was horny as all hell.
"I'm not anyones fuckin' play--" but once again, Chase cut him off by crushing their mouths against each other. This time however, Pogue found the power to resist. Now he was pissed. Pogue pulled back away from Chase as best he could, even though he could not get very far.
"You shouldn't resist me right now... you might just make things worse for yourself." Chase said. He licked down the side of Pogue's neck, and when he received no response he bit down on the soft flesh of his shoulder. He heard a sharp intake of breath, and felt that he was getting somewhere.
"You will soon realize that I, unlike Reid, am not, that much of, a masochist." Pogue said quietly. Chase knew that this was true, but being a sadist in a bad mood, right now he didn't much care. Besides, all he was really going to do was bite him, and go from there... for now.
Chase took hold of Pogues sides, the pulled himself up against him. He ground their hips together a bit, noticing that this did cause a reaction. Pogue's breathing got heavier, and his pulse quickened. Chase licked up his chest, neck, then ear, sucking and nibbling as he went. Pogue shivered a bit in anticipation, then gasped as Chase's teeth sank into his neck, drawing blood. Chase lapped up the dark red liquid, but missed a small trail that drizzled down the man's chest.
Pogue looked down at himself, and seeing the blood trail went into a minor frenzy. He tried to reach down to Chase's neck to bite into it, but the collar around his neck made it impossible to reach. Chase tilted his head to the side for a short moment, then it dawned on him. Pogue may not be a masochist, but he did like blood. Was he a sadist? Maybe a bit, but not too horribly...
Pogue was straining with all the strength that he had to be free, and was actually starting to bend the metal of the chains that bound him, so Chase decided to let him loose a bit. The chains that bound him disappeared, but the collar and the thick metal bands remained. Pogue didn't seem to care, and immediately stepped forward and ripped Chase's shirt off of him. He then started to attack his neck in the same fashion that Chase had done to his, also drawing blood. He drank it up as fast as he could. Chase winced a little, then almost instantly settled into the feeling. He hadn't been prepared for the bite, and it caught him off-guard.
Chase placed a hand on both of Pogues shoulders, then pulled them both down to the ground. In a minor moment of kindness, he created a mattress beneath them, trying to keep Pogue comfortable, seeing as soon he would be rather uncomfortable. Gratefully, Pogue brought their lips together himself this time, licking his lip, asking for entrance. Chase allowed it, and rolled on top of Pogue, causing him to gasp. Chase had to remember that this was something that Pogue had never done before, not with another man at least. He would have to try and keep that in his mind, but it was hard when he was already very experienced in the bedroom.

Chase ground his hips down into Pogue's, and to his surprise, Pogue immediately pushed back, increasing the pressure between them. Pogue lay his hands up above him on the bed, in a gesture of final submission. Chase knew that he was ready now, he could do what he wanted. He reached down, undoing the other man's belt, then pulled away his pants, freeing him. Pogue became somewhat shy then, trying to roll to the side a little. All traces of his shyness went away however when Chase grabbed hold of him, stroking quickly, squeezing, being cruel to him in the best of ways.

Pogue's head rolled back and to the side, arching his neck up, his lips falling open loosely. His breathing was shallow and ragged, with each stroke becoming quicker. He stifled a moan, letting his breath catch in his throat. Chase wanted him to make noise, and Pogue refused to give him what he wanted. Chase quickened and slowed his pace at random, completely throwing the rhythm. He stopped the movement for a moment to play with the tip, rubbing in fast little circles on the slit, causing Pogues eyes to fly open and then shut tightly again seconds later.

Chase went back to the swift pumping, up and down, up and down. This time keeping a slow steady rhythm, letting the tension in Pogues body slowly build. His head flew back and forth from side to side, unable to control it. Pogue moaned softly, then brought his mouth up to Chases neck, licking and flicking his tongue across the veins. He started to bite down, then backed off quickly as Chase increased his speed. He let his arms drop down, and he fell back down onto the mattress, letting Chase take full control of him. Beads of sweat began to form on his chest and forehead, dripping down off him as Chase brought him closer and closer to the edge.

"It's an amazing feeling, isn't it?" said Chase, slowing his pace again. He smiled down at the man beneath him, so helplessly lost in the sensation of it all. Chase knew that he could do anything now to the boy, and he wouldnt stop him. "Its almost a craving," he said, slowing back down even more, "you feel like you'll die without it... that if it stops..." he slowed down so that he was just barely moving his hand, causing Pogue to whimper softly, "... well you don't know what you would do..." Chase ceased the movement entirely, then let his hand stay where it was, just sitting there, teasing him. Pogues head began to thrash from side to side again, his shoulders jerking about madly. He whimpered again, thrusting his hips upward, but he accomplished nothing. Pogue opened his eyes, pleadingly, but saying nothing.

"Do you want me to keep going?" He said in a mock-innocent. "Is there something you want me to help you with?" He gave an evil smirk, looking down at Pogues face so full of want. "Well then... you'll have to do a couple of things for me..." he said, then gave one more quick stroke. Pogue gasped and arched his back up for an instant before letting it back down. He whimpered again, his eyes begging silently for more.

Chase stared down at him, almost through him, thinking. Suddenly, he smirked, then tilted his head back in a fit of laughter. Pogue looked up at him, still silently pleading, but quickly became confused at Chase's antics. "I think I'm going to give you a present... Yes... a bit of a surprise maybe..." he laughed as he spoke. Pogue looked at him in a wanting but worried sort of way, then his eyes shot open as Chase brought his fist up. Then all for Pogue went black again, and he was unconcious...

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A/N: Ok, so we're gonna try and write up the next bit now, and then we'll have some more we can post after that, so wish us luck! leave them poor plotbunnies some icecream and chicken lol.

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