Jake stood in the atrium with his hands in his pockets. A cool breeze drifted through the columns as the sun set behind the mountain, bathing the room in soft pinks and purples. He ran one hand against the back of his neck and sighed. He hated it here. As beautiful as it was, his purpose here was anything but that. But his team needed more time. Isaac was at least two weeks away from pinpointing Drasil’s location. And bargaining with this god was the only way to get more time. For whatever reason, Roman had taken a liking to him years ago and he’d been able to leverage that liking when necessary. So for an extra two weeks of searching, Jake agreed to submit to the god for two weeks. Two grueling weeks, for sure.
He felt a deadly stillness engulf the room as a tingling sensation ran up his spine. He straightened. Roman was here. He felt the god right behind him. He hated it when he did that, and that’s exactly why Roman did it, no doubt. The god brushed his lips against his ear and down his neck.
“Two weeks begin now,” he whispered.
Jake’s clothes vanished. Roman pulled him close and reached down to cup him. His cock hardened instantly as chills broke out across his skin. Jake hated how his body reacted to him. Roman began to stroke him while massaging his balls. They were heavy and full and a bit sensitive.
“It’s been a while, huh?” said Roman.
“Yeah, well. I’ve been a little busy,” said Jake.
Roman laughed before whispering into his ear.
“Good. That just means more fun for me. Not so much for you since you won’t be emptying your balls whilst in my service.”
Jake tensed.
“You’re on denial while you’re here. You cum without permission and that’s another week of submission. Each time.”
Jake gulped. *Fuck.*
Roman brought one hand up and sunk it into Jake’s thick hair. He tilted his head, exposing his neck to him. He took one long lick from the base to his ear before sinking his fangs into him. Jake tensed at the pain a moment before it turned to bliss. He moaned and reached back to cup Roman’s head to him while the god fed from him. Roman always made sure initial contact was painful to remind him of his place, and what he was capable of. But always turned it to intense pleasure to remind him how good he could feel if he cooperated. It also made his dick throb.
Roman sank his fangs in deeper as he felt Jake lean into him. His dick tightened against his pants. He didn’t know why he craved this human with such intense need. His scent and taste consumed him. He pulled back from his bite. Blood trickled down his back and another stream formed down his chest. He licked and sucked the remaining blood as the wound healed. Roman dissolved his clothes as he turned Jake to face him. He brushed his thumb over his lips. His cock twitched as he imagined them wrapped around it. He pulled his thumb away to take his mouth with his.
Roman’s kiss was possessive, it always was. Jake reached his hands to Roman’s chest as a subtle measure of resistance. He knew it was futile. The god’s strength was unmatched. But he did it anyway. Roman pulled away from his lips long enough to push him toward the bed. Then he took his jaw in his hand and kissed him again. He bit his lower lip as he pulled away and stared him down.
“Get on your knees,” he growled.
Jake kept eye contact as he did as commanded. He rested his hands on Roman’s thighs and looked at his cock. No matter how many times he’d taken it, he never got used to it. Roman was painfully big.
“Beg.”
Jake closed his eyes and took a deep breath before looking up at him.
“Please, Sir. May I suck your cock?”
Roman caressed his cheek as he smiled down at him.
“I think you can do better than that.”
Jake swallowed and tensed before he tried again. He positioned his lips right at the edge of Roman’s dick.
“Please, Sir. Please let me suck your cock. Please,” he said softly.
“That’s better. You know how much I love hearing you beg.”
Roman took his tip and rubbed it against Jake’s parted lips.
“Kiss it.”
Jake gently kissed him, then moved down to the base before kissing his way back up.
“Use your hand to stroke me while you suck my balls.”
Jake did as he was told. He took one into his mouth, then two. He made sure to arch his back and stick his ass out. Roman loved him like that. Sure enough, he reached down to cup his ass and massage him while he worked his tongue on his balls.
“That’s enough,” he growled as he pulled back. “Suck.”
Jake took him into his mouth and stroked him while he gently massaged his balls. He took him a bit deeper every few strokes until he was able to take him balls deep. Roman dug his hands into his hair and held him down.
“Fuck yes. Don’t fucking move.”
Jake sank his nails into Roman’s thighs as he struggled to keep his dick down. Roman laughed as he let him up, just barely. The tip of his dick remained in his mouth as he sucked in air.
“Good boy,” he said as he slapped him. “Again.”
Jake took a deep breath as Roman forced his cock back down his throat and fucked him. He reached for his thighs again.
“Hands behind your back,” he said. “Don’t fucking touch me again.”
Jake struggled against his cock. Roman had long ago trained him past his gag reflex but that didn’t mean he didn’t still struggle with his size and strength. Spit streamed down his chin as Roman thrust in and out of his mouth. He choked on it as Roman fucked him. Jake coughed as he pulled out. Roman ran his palm over his mouth to gather the spit and rubbed it on Jake’s face.
“You’re such a good little cocksucker, but I want that ass now.”
He pulled Jake to his feet and had him on all fours on the edge of the bed. He gripped his ass with both hands and pulled him apart to stare at the hole he wanted most.
“Arch that back for me…Good boy.”
He rubbed him with his thumb before dipping it into him.
Jake tried not to tense as he felt Roman’s cock press against him.
“Relax,” he said as he removed his thumb and massaged him.
Roman stroked himself as he rubbed the tip against Jake’s ass. He’d made him wait too long for this. He needed to make sure the human had more reasons to bargain with him. After he teased himself for a while he drove the tip in. He waited a moment to give Jake time to adjust before forcing himself in to the hilt.
“Fuck yes. This ass is….”
Roman started to thrust. Jake tried to relax, but his size was always too much. As Roman sped up, Jake’s breaths came in short labored bursts. He reached to push back on Roman, but he swatted his hand away and spanked him.
“Don’t fucking touch me. Head on the bed.”
Roman stabilized himself with one hand on Jake’s head and the other on his hip as he crawled onto the bed to fuck him deeper.
“Ass up.”
Tears stung Jake’s eyes as he complied. He could barely breath through the pain as Roman thrusted deeper and harder with every stroke. He bit into the bed to keep from biting his tongue. Sweat beaded his brow as he tried to transport himself somewhere else.
“Oh, fuck,” cried Jake.
Roman fucked him harder.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck. Please,” he begged.
“That’s what I like to hear,” said Roman. “Do you want me to cum?”
“Yes, please cum. Please.”
Roman responded by thrusting faster. “I’m not there yet.”
He was so deep Jake thought he could feel him in his stomach. It’d been a while since their last encounter and he was struggling to get his body to relax.
“Please, Sir. Please cum,” he begged in between breaths. “Please cum for me.”
He didn’t know how long Roman pounded him, but he finally felt him unload inside him. He emphasized each twitch of his orgasm with a hard thrust. When his dick stopped twitching, he pulled out and rolled Jake onto his back. He rested beside him as he wiped a tear from his cheek and gently kissed him.
“Good boy,” he whispered.
Roman trailed his hand down Jake’s chest to his cock and stroked. Jake tensed. Roman’s laugh resonated through the chamber. He kissed Jake again as he quickened his strokes. He felt him shudder in his hand.
“Already?” he asked, playfully.
Jake glared at him. He was already struggling to hold his orgasm. *Fuck.* Roman twisted up and down and around his shaft. He pressed his head into the pillow and tried to stay still. Roman palmed his sensitive head then returned to tight strokes. Then he brought his hand up to Jake’s mouth.
“Spit.”
Jake spit into Roman’s palm. He rolled his eyes into the back of his head as Roman continued his torture. He was close. Too close. He couldn’t afford to add anymore time to this agreement, but at this rate he’d be adding several more weeks if he couldn’t control himself.
“Fuck. Please, slower. Please.”
But Roman didn’t oblige. He kept his pace. Jake struggled to breath as he fought the urge to cum.
“Sir. Please. Please slow down. Please. I can’t.”
“Fuck, I love hearing you beg. It might be the most beautiful sound in this world.”
Jake started to whine and moan. “Please, Sir. Please, please, please stop. I’m so close. I can’t.”
Roman let up enough for Jake to breath and compose himself. Then he gripped him and started stroking again.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Jake whined.
Roman lifted one leg over Jake’s to hold him down. He edged him like this, on and off, for almost thirty minutes before Jake finally gave him what he wanted.
Crying, Jake begged for mercy. “Please, Sir! Please, I can’t take anymore. Please! Please stop! Please!”
His body convulsed as he used what little strength he had left to stave off his orgasm. His cock and balls ached so badly he wasn’t sure how much longer he could stay conscious. His cock was so hard and purple that the slightest graze of the god’s finger made him cry out and sent tears down his face. His balls were so full he felt sick.
“Please,” he whispered. “Please no more. Please. I can’t take it.”
Roman laughed.
“Awe, my sweet boy. How are you gonna last two weeks?”
Jake shook as he watched Roman move to kneel between his legs. He pushed his thighs apart and rubbed his hole. Jake swallowed and moaned at what he was preparing to do. Roman pushed Jake’s knees to his armpits and leaned in to kiss him again. He felt the tip of his shaft pressed against him. Roman pulled back from his lips, gripped his cock, and plunged into Jake’s ass. Jake cried out. He wanted to pass out, but he knew Roman would never actually let him lose consciousness. Not for long anyway. The pounding made his balls ache even more with every movement. He reached down to hold them still, but Roman slapped his hands away.
“Mine,” he growled.
Roman continued his assault well into the morning. Jake was so utterly exhausted he couldn’t move by the time Roman pumped his last orgasm into him. He felt so full he could vomit. He knew he should go clean up, but his body protested any movement. Roman smacked his ass as he got out of bed.
“Get some rest. We’re playing with the cross tonight.”
Jake shuddered. His body was so broken already, and this was just day one. Sun poured into the room as the sun peaked over the mountain. He could smell the morning dew on the trickling breeze as it flowed around him, cooling the heat in his body. He heard Roman start the shower before he finally gave in to the fatigue.
Written by Kieran Greyson 28 Jan 2020
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ev7gvq/buying_time_dark_fantasyerotica_mm_submission