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They usually exchanged all their Hanukkah gifts just after lighting the candles on the first night, so Ed was a little surprised when Stede passed him a small, carefully-wrapped package as he was cleaning the menorah after the candles had long since burned out.

Ed returned the menorah to its place on their windowsill. “Another present?”

“Yes, but-” Stede’s hands covered Ed’s fingers, stopping him from ripping the paper away immediately. “This is a different kind of present.”

“Oh?” Ed blinked, then took in the pink flush to Stede’s cheeks, the sheepish way he was looking at him. Stede looked a bit nervous, which meant... “Oh. Stede Bonnet-Teach, did you get me a sexy present?”

Ed waggled his eyebrows teasingly, happy to see the lingering nerves slip away as Stede’s shoulders relaxed. This was clearly something Stede had put a lot of thought and care into, and it made Ed's heart swell.

Stede leaned forward to give Ed a quick, sweet peck on the cheek. “Do you remember what we’ve been talking about? How you want to try being a bit more submissive in the bedroom?”

Oh.

Ed’s mouth suddenly went very dry, and he nodded mutely, feeling his cheeks start to get hot.

He was very used to having to take control in the bedroom, was the thing. Before Stede, he’d been used to sex being a constant push-and-pull fight for control, and he’d felt forced into being the more dominant partner simply because he didn’t want to be used. Things had changed with Stede, though, and he’d been allowed to start shrugging that off. Stede was so focused on making sure Ed had a good time, and Ed had begun to think he’d like to feel a bit used, actually, as long as it was Stede there with him.

They’d been discussing it, taking it slow. Stede had been reading up on how to safely establish a dom/sub relationship during sex. They’d sat down together and filled out fucking fifteen-page questionnaires of what they enjoyed and were open to trying. It was literally impossible for Ed to imagine putting himself in safer hands.

So, when Stede said that, he was still a little nervous, but mostly he just felt…excited. It was a nice feeling, to know that he would get to explore this side of himself with his safe, loving husband.

“Okay?” Stede asked gently.

“So fucking okay, man, seriously.” Ed nodded, shifting from foot to foot. An eager rush of excitement was spreading through his chest, making him feel giddy and bubbly.

“Some ground rules, first,” Stede reminded him. “I know we’ve already discussed this, but wanting to be submissive during sex doesn’t mean doing things you don’t want to do. I need to be sure I can trust you to tell me if you don’t like something. We can stop at any point, and I will never be mad or upset with you for asking for that.”

“I know, yeah.” Ed couldn’t hold back his excitement, his fingers tapping on the wrapping paper. “Can I…?”

Stede moved his hands so they were supporting Ed’s arms, no longer holding him back from opening his gift. “Go ahead.”

Ed tore off the wrapping paper, opening the little box to reveal a new bullet vibe. It was made of soft silicone in a deep purple color, with a separate remote. When Ed picked it up, he was delighted to feel it had a good, solid weight, and Stede took the remote to show him the vibrations, even on the lowest intensity, were deep, rumbly, and powerful.

Stede raised his eyebrows. “Good?”

“Fuck yeah,” Ed agreed eagerly.

“There’s actually another part to this gift,” Stede told him, laughing softly as Ed pulled him by the hand towards their bedroom. “Go ahead and strip for me and wait on the bed.”

“Yes, sir,” Ed said, laying the sir on thick.

Stede laughed, giving Ed's ass a quick pat before disappearing into their closet.

Ed quickly pulled off his shirt, shimmied out of his pants, and sat a bit awkwardly on the side of the bed, fingers tapping on the sheets.

And, okay, yeah, he wanted to be good and everything, but he was really new to the whole submissive thing and he also wasn’t a saint, so he got a hand between his legs to touch himself. Unsurprisingly, he was already wet, and he traced a finger through his wetness before circling his cock, teasing himself with light little touches. Ed sighed in pleasure, his head tipping back.

“Did I say you could do that?”

Ed’s eyes snapped open, and he yanked his hand away from his cock. Stede didn’t look quite confident in his correction, and raised his eyebrows at Ed so he could make sure Ed was okay with that. The idea of it, though, that Ed wasn’t allowed to touch himself without permission, that he was dependent on Stede for his pleasure…it had Ed biting his lip and squirming on the sheets.

“No,” he said, surprised at how small his voice sounded, at how delicious the slight humiliation felt. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay, love. It does make your second present come in handy, though!” Stede had taken off his shirt, and with him standing there with his broad shoulders and tits and chest hair just out like that, it was no wonder it took Ed a moment to realize he was holding out a length of rope. “What do you think?”

Ed reached out to touch it. Figured that Stede would’ve somehow found the softest rope in existence. He nodded, a bit beyond words, and Stede grinned like a shark.

“That’s good. I’m glad you like it - you’re such a desperate little thing, we can’t have you playing with yourself before you’re allowed.”

Ed’s eyes rolled back in his fucking head.

“Yeah, I figured you’d like that,” Stede said smugly. “Hands behind your back, please, Ed.”

Ed had been worried Stede would feel awkward and wrong-footed about this whole dynamic, but he was quickly finding his stride. When they’d played like this before, Stede had tried changing his voice up, making it harsher and louder, but that just didn’t do it for either of them. Like this, his voice the same gentle and kind tone he always used but with a sure undercurrent of authority-

Ed’s hands were behind his back before he could even fucking process the order.

“Good job, love,” Stede told him, and Ed shivered.

Stede tied Ed’s hands loosely behind his back, secure enough he couldn’t just pull right free but loose enough it wouldn’t strain his shoulders.

When Stede circled back in front of him, Ed was shocked how exposed and helpless he suddenly felt. Having his hands tied behind his back forced his chest to push out, making him feel vulnerable, unable to cover his hard cock and wet thighs. Ed’s breath shook out in a little rush.

“Okay?” Stede’s hand was on the side of his face, gently thumbing over his cheekbone.

Ed leaned into Stede’s hand. “Perfect.”

“Good. You’re doing great, Ed.” Stede gently pushed Ed down onto the bed. Laying flat, his weight pinned his arms underneath him, and he couldn’t help spreading his legs immediately, desperate for friction and deliciously aware that he couldn’t touch himself. Ed squirmed, relishing in how he couldn’t free himself, delighting in the helplessness and knowing that Stede would free him instantly if he asked. It felt strangely good, to give in, to feel helpless and know that Stede would never use it to hurt him.

The first brush of the vibe against his cock made him gasp, his breath catching in his throat.

“Shh,” Stede soothed. He positioned himself between Ed’s legs, hooking Ed’s knees around his waist so Ed couldn’t close his legs.

Ed whined, high in his throat, his hips bucking as he tried to get a satisfying angle, but Stede was teasing him. The vibe was on the lowest setting, and the bastard kept just teasing it around his cock, not giving him the direct pressure he wanted. He’d handed all control completely to Stede.

“Please, Stede, I need more,” Ed begged, open and shameless, knowing he was completely safe to do so.

“Aren’t you cute?” Stede’s other hand rested on Ed’s hip, pressing him down, not letting him buck up into the vibe. “Just be a good boy for me and take it, Ed.”

What the fuck.

“Oh, fuck, Stede,” Ed moaned, his eyes fluttering shut. He wanted that, wanted to be Stede’s good boy, and he forced himself to relax, his body going limp.

“There we go.” Stede rewarded him by increasing the intensity of the vibrations, and Ed’s mouth fell open.

It was a good vibe, the rumbling vibrations against his cock making him squirm and whine. Stede held it against his cock until he was gasping, his legs trembling and his hips involuntarily jumping up into it, and then he moved it away to tease around the rim of his wet hole.

“Please,” Ed whimpered, pulling ineffectually against his bound hands. “Please, it feels so good.”

“I know. I bet it feels so good, doesn’t it?” Stede’s voice was soft, soothing, hitting just the right note of light condescension. “Do you want to come, Ed?”

“Yes, please.” Ed nodded earnestly.

“Do you think you’ve earned it?”

“Yes,” Ed begged. “Please, sir.”

“There’s a good boy.” Stede returned the vibe to press directly against Ed’s cock, smiling indulgently at Ed’s gasps and whimpers.

“Can you call me that again?” Ed asked, his mouth hanging open in pleasure. “Please?”

“What? Good boy?”

Ed moaned, loud and obvious, and Stede’s face broke into an almost surprised smile. “Oh, you like that.”

“Mhm.” Ed nodded wildly, too overcome to even bother trying to save face. “Please, please.”

“Don’t worry, love, you’ll get what you need.” Stede pressed the vibe into Ed’s cock with one hand, and with the other, he traced along Ed’s dripping hole, teasing him with two fingers shallowly pumping into him. “Are you my good boy, Ed?”

“Yeah, I’m…” Ed’s hips twitched as he tried to buck into Stede’s fingers. “I’m your good boy, Stede, holy fuck.”

“Such a good boy,” Stede agreed, his fingers fucking into Ed’s hole with a bit more intensity, the vibe relentless against his cock. “Be a good boy and come for me, Ed.”

Just like that, the tension building in Ed’s gut snapped and he came with a sob, his back arching up off the bed. Stede worked him through it, fingering him and pressing the vibe into his cock, whispering about how he was such a good boy as Ed’s thighs shook around his hips.

When Ed came down, he was left staring up at his crazy, brilliant, wonderful husband, still gasping wildly. “Stede. Holy fuck.”

“Fuck is right,” Stede agreed. “What do you think?”

“I think I learned some new things about myself tonight,” Ed laughed. “And I think this was the best fucking idea you’ve ever had. Holy shit.”

“Yes, well.” Stede guided Ed into a sitting position and immediately started fussing over him like a mother hen, untying him and rubbing his wrists to soothe the faint marks left by the rope. “It’s not over.”

“Dude, I just came so fuckin’ hard, I don’t know if you can get anything else out of me tonight.”

“Not what I meant.” Stede kissed the tip of Ed’s nose. “This is only the first night, you know.”

Oh, yeah. Ed was in for a treat.

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Ed’s present on night two was a new dildo.

He’d been a bit worked up all day, thinking about what Stede could have in store for him if he’d already rocked his fucking world on night one. And the dildo certainly did not disappoint.

It was a fantasy dildo, shaped like a thick tentacle, covered in round suckers. The silicone was soft but firm under his fingers, and it had a nice taper, starting out as thin as Ed’s pinky and thicker than Stede’s cock near the base. As if that wasn't enough, it was beautiful, made of sparkly swirls of shades of purple and gold.

Ed was practically drooling at the sight of it. His mind ran wild - would Stede fuck him with it until he cried? Make him suck it before he got to put it inside him?

“I think,” Stede said, his voice slipping into a comforting, deep timbre, “I’m going to have you put on a show for me tonight.”

Oh, yeah. Ed was in for it.

Fifteen minutes later, Stede had him set up on their bed, naked and ready, while he brought a chair from their library and sat across from their bed.

“We’re going to go at my pace tonight, Ed,” Stede told him as he sat down, already palming over the tent in his pants.

“Mhm.” Ed nodded, his eyes flicking to where Stede was stroking himself through his pants.

“Ed.” Stede’s voice made Ed snap his eyes back up to meet Stede’s, and Stede gave him a gentle smile. “I want you to tease yourself first, okay? I want you dripping wet for me.”

Ed didn’t need to be told twice. He spread his legs wide where he knelt on the bed, tilting his hips up so Stede could watch as he ran a finger through his gathering wetness. He teased a finger along his hole, then moved up to his cock, pulling the skin around it back with his fingers so Stede could see it perk up. He was already stiff, and he groaned quietly as he rubbed lightly at his cock. 

“Good boy,” Stede praised, making a moan rumble up from Ed’s chest. “Put a finger in your hole for me, Ed.”

Originally, Ed had thought he might try being a bit of a brat, move right up to two fingers and see what Stede would do, but all his thoughts had flown entirely out the window. He wanted to do whatever would get Stede to call him a good boy.

Ed pumped a finger in his hole, as fast and hard as he could. It wasn’t nearly enough to do anything other than tease himself and get himself worked up, and he whined in frustration, looking pleadingly up at Stede through his eyelashes.

“Good boy, Ed. You can add another.”

Ed did, groaning in satisfaction at the slight stretch. He liked fingering himself, but it was never enough to get him off on its own, and Stede knew that. He rutted shallowly into his own fingers, scissoring them to chase the feeling of his rim stretching.

“Good job. Take your fingers out of yourself and pick up the toy.”

Ed moaned when he looked up, seeing that Stede had taken his cock out of his pants and was stroking himself lazily. He was trying to appear unaffected and wasn’t doing a bad job of it, but his cock was hard and leaking, straining up towards his belly.

Immediately, Ed lifted himself onto his knees, so he could press the toy inside himself, but Stede stopped him with a soft tsk.

“Tease yourself first,” he instructed. “Rub it over your hole, grind into it.”

Ed couldn’t do anything other than what he was told, and he whimpered as he positioned the toy so he could rub himself against it. The smooth silicone felt amazing against his sensitive, wet hole, and his cock was rock-hard. He held the toy in place and humped it shallowly, groaning softly as he tried to get the purchase to do anything more than tease himself with it.

“That’s a good boy.” Stede was looking at him appreciatively, his eyes tracing the long lines of Ed’s body, the way he threw his head back in pleasure. “Go ahead and put it inside you. Slowly. All the way down, now, Ed.”

Ed was a bit unsure about that - it was a big dildo - but he knew he was safe to try.

He lifted himself up, pressing the toy against his hole. He gasped as the tip popped into him - the tip of the toy was thinner than his fingers, and he was so ready to be filled, he could feel his hole twitching and clenching around it. He sank down slowly, biting his lip as the stretch grew more intense.

“So pretty, aren’t you, Ed?” Stede was stroking himself properly, now, the slick sounds filling the room.

The suckers on the dildo felt amazing, the feeling of each one popping past the clenching rim of his hole making him whine.

Ed didn’t realize he was making quiet, distressed little whimpers at the girth and length of the toy until he heard Stede soothing him.

“It’s alright, Ed, you’re doing so well,” Stede told him. His hand was off his cock as he watched Ed, gauging his comfort. “Do you want to stop, or only use part of the toy?”

Ed shook his head. He knew that Stede wouldn’t try to make him continue if he wasn’t comfortable and he wouldn’t be upset if Ed changed his mind, and that made him want to try. “I wanna take it all, I wanna be good for you. It feels good.”

Stede nodded, his hand returning to his own cock, thumbing over the head. A dripping strand of precome clung to his thumb as he lifted it, and Ed moaned at the sight. “Good boy, Ed. You look so beautiful like this, trying so hard for me. So pretty with a toy inside you. Take it all, now.”

Ed closed his eyes, biting his lip as he focused. He worked himself up and down on the more manageable part of the toy until he felt relaxed enough to lower himself further, whining at the stretch. The toy was long, filling him up completely, and so wide that, fully seated on it, his rim felt stretched and full.

“Good boy, Ed,” Stede praised him, and Ed preened, trying to spread his legs further so Stede could see what a good job he was doing. “Grind on it for me.”

Ed obeyed, rocking his hips in tight little circles. Now that he was more used to the size of the toy, it felt amazing inside him, filling him up completely. He gasped as he rocked on it, clenching his hands in the sheets so he could rut on it. “It feels so good, Stede. It’s so good.”

“Good job, making yourself feel good.” Confident again that Ed was enjoying himself, Stede had returned to stroking himself properly, his fingers quick on his cock. “Go ahead and ride it, Ed.”

Fuck, yes. Ed whimpered as he bounced on the toy. The suckers made the texture unpredictable, and the way the girth increased near the base made him gasp each time he sank down.

He’d never come just from having something in his hole, but the way this toy filled him up and the knowledge Stede was watching him made him think he just might. Stede’s mouth fell open in pleasure as he watched him, and Ed felt pretty, showing Stede what a good boy he could be for him as he fucked himself on the toy.

“Faster,” Stede told him, his hand a blur on his cock.

Ed lifted himself until just the tip of the dildo was inside him, then slammed back down. He repeated the move until he was all but sobbing in pleasure, his hands fisted in the sheets. “Stede, please, can I touch my cock?”

Stede’s reply was incredibly cruel - he just laughed.

“No, love,” he said. “Play with your nipples, there’s a good boy.”

Ed whined, but obeyed, bringing his hands up to tease over his nipples as he rocked up and down on the toy. He clenched desperately around it, trying to chase that delicious friction. As he humped the toy inside him, he realized that he could angle himself so his hard cock just barely brushed against the bed sheets as he sank all the way down, and-

“Ed.” 

Stede’s stern voice made Ed pause, still grinding down onto the dildo.

“I didn’t say you could play with your cock, Ed.”

“Sorry, sir.” Ed batted his eyelashes, sticking his lower lip out just a bit.

It had been a winning strategy. Stede groaned as he fisted his cock, his own hips jolting unevenly. “Keep bouncing on the toy, Ed. Don’t make me warn you again.”

Ed thought about being defiant, but Stede muttered good boy when he started moving again, and there went that idea.

Ed’s legs were trembling, his joints starting to protest, and he was just starting to think about asking to pause when Stede told him to move onto his back. That was Stede, though, always so attentive to what Ed needed, to his comfort…

It might’ve made Ed want to cry, if he didn’t want to come so bad.

He settled onto his back, spreading his legs wide so Stede could get a good view. He’d pulled the toy out of himself so he could reposition, and all he wanted was to get it back in-

“Put it back in nice and slow,” Stede instructed.

Ed whined softly, biting his lip, but obeyed. With just the slender tip in, his stretched, well-fucked hole felt like it was gaping around it, begging to be filled. Ed sighed in relief as he slowly worked it back in to the base, groaning at the pleasant fullness.

“That’s it. Good boy, Ed.” Stede was getting close, his voice strained, and Ed felt his own heartbeat kick up in response. “Go ahead and touch your cock, Ed. Don’t worry about how, just do what feels best.”

“Oh, thank you, thank you,” Ed babbled as he finally got a hand on his cock, the other working the toy frantically in his hole. Controlling the toy with he hand, he could fuck himself with it faster than he could by bouncing on it, and he fucked himself hard and fast, angling the toy until he was slamming it in at the perfect angle to make his legs thrash on the bed and his breath catch.

“Such a good boy,” Stede praised him. “Ed, I’m - are you close?”

“So fuckin’ close,” Ed whined, his fingers working on his cock. He was so hard it was pulsing in his hand, slippery and desperate. “I’m so close, please.”

Stede managed to keep his composure just long enough for one final command. “Be a good boy and come with me, Ed.”

Ed came, grinding his cock up into his fingers and moaning loudly, loving the sound of Stede groaning across from him as he shot his own release into his hand. 

His thighs clamped shut as he came down, sighing in pleasure as he worked his cock through the aftershocks. The next thing he was aware of was Stede climbing into bed next to him, kissing his neck, his cheeks, his forehead, his lips. 

“Whew,” Ed sighed, blearily opening his eyes. 

“You were amazing, love!" Stede kissed the tip of Ed's nose, making him giggle. “Good?”

“So fuckin’ good.” Ed threw his arms around Stede’s neck, pulling him in for a kiss. “I think you owe me a bath.”

“After that performance? How could I possibly refuse?” 

They laughed into each other’s mouths, and the next thing Ed knew, he was giggling into Stede’s neck as Stede hoisted him up, tottering off towards the bathroom.

He hadn’t realized he would feel so safe, letting someone else boss him around. He also hadn’t realized he could ever love someone so much it sometimes felt his heart might burst with it. That was before Stede, though. Common denominators.

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On night three, Stede changed things up a bit. After they lit the menorah candles - the third night was when it really started to look beautiful, Ed thought - Stede took his arm and told him to go get changed for dinner.

Ed clocked his game immediately. It wasn’t unusual for them to pick out outfits for each other, not at all, but Stede’s pupils had been blown wide and he clearly had a surprise up his sleeve.

Ed raced to their bedroom, his heart in his throat, and found his outfit carefully laid out on their bed. Stede had picked some of his own clothes for Ed to wear, a deep red shirt and black dress pants, and underneath them was a small package.

He swallowed when he opened it, revealing a toy that had been sitting in their Amazon wishlist for weeks: a remote-controlled vibrator. It was a fancy one, with a sizeable internal vibrator that would sit inside him just right and an external attachment to give him some stimulation on his cock. The remote was, notably, missing from the package.

Stede’s intention couldn’t have been clearer: he wanted Ed to wear that vibrator under his clothes at dinner, while he sat next to him with the remote and teased him until he was begging to come.

Yeah, Ed couldn’t have gotten changed fast enough.

He didn’t bother lubing up the toy before putting it in - he liked a little bit of a stretch, and the toy wasn’t big enough to be terribly uncomfortable. The size was good, though, and it was wider at the base so he got a satisfying stretched feeling at his rim. It took a bit of adjusting to get it just right so the external portion sat against his cock perfectly, but once he had it positioned, he was sure the vibrations on his cock would be wonderfully intense. Once he pulled on his boxers and the pants Stede had picked for him, he realized Stede had intentionally picked a pair that was nice and tight, ensuring everything would be kept pressed into place.

Two could play at that game. Ed pulled his hair up into a bun, exposing the very biteable expanse of his neck, and tucked the shirt into his pants so it would be impossible for Stede to resist grabbing him by the waist. After checking himself over in their bedroom mirror, he unbuttoned the top few buttons of the shirt, making sure Stede would get a good view of his collarbone and a little teasing peek of chest hair.

“Oh, Ed, look at you!” Stede pulled him in for a kiss as soon as he stepped into their dining room, his hands, predictably, going around Ed’s waist. “You look amazing, love.”

Ed nipped at Stede’s earlobe, making him gasp. “Found your present.”

Stede pulled back enough to look Ed in the eyes. “Do you like it? Is that an okay plan for tonight?”

“Yes, sir,” Ed agreed emphatically.

“Wonderful.” Stede tilted Ed’s chin up with a finger, making sure he kept meeting his eyes. “I want to be very clear for tonight, okay, Ed? I’m going to be controlling that vibrator, and I’m going to be listening for your safe word if you need to stop.”

They had discussed this - after realizing how much he liked being able to beg Stede for what he wanted, he’d thought he might like begging for Stede’s mercy, too, thought it might add to the intensity. And as much as Ed knew what he wanted, knew that Stede would stop not only if he heard the safe word but also if he became concerned for Ed’s comfort, he was used to the feeling of the toy inside him by now and it was getting a bit maddening, just stretching him but not doing anything, and he needed Stede to start playing with him, like, yesterday.

“Yes, Stede, I know, I’ll use my word if I have to,” Ed assured him, laughing softly but deeply charmed by Stede’s obvious care. “I swear, though, man, if you don’t turn that thing on, I’m gonna-”

Ed was cut off when the vibe suddenly sprang to life, swallowing a bitten-off little mm. His knees nearly gave out immediately, and he clung to Stede for support. Stede hadn’t bothered with the lowest setting, and the vibrations were immediately intense, shooting through his cock.

“Good boy.” Stede patted Ed’s cheek. “You look so pretty taking that, Ed. Now. Dinner! I hope you’re hungry, your mom sent me her babka recipe.”

Ed sat down carefully, not able to hold back a little moan as that made the toy adjust inside him. He shakily spread his napkin over his lap, looking up to see Stede grinning at him across the table. Stede got so fucking smug when he was being sexy and he knew it.

Ed couldn't hold back a gasp as Stede scooped food onto their plates. The vibrations on his cock were already getting intense, and when he clenched experimentally around the toy, his head tipped back in pleasure.

“Pass me the salt, please,” Stede instructed mildly.

He turned the intensity of the vibrations up while Ed’s hand was halfway across the table, nearly making him drop it. Ed clenched his fists in the tablecloth.

Stede started talking about his day, his voice quiet and calm and soothing, helping to keep Ed grounded. He did an alright job of nodding along, he thought, and he didn’t think either of them minded that they weren’t actually touching their food - Ed too overwhelmed with sensation, and Stede too busy watching him to make sure he was okay - but the veneer that they were doing something scandalous by bringing this play out of the bedroom was just too fun to give up.

Ed felt drunk with it, sitting there at their dinner table wearing Stede’s clothes and a vibrator that Stede controlled, giving him full control of his pleasure and trusting him to keep him safe.

The bastard kept making Ed pass dishes across the table to him, grinning when Ed bit his lip with the concentration it was taking not to moan aloud, keeping up the facade that they were just having dinner.

Ed realized he could rock down on the toy, shallowly humping it, giving himself a bit more friction, especially where the toy stretched his hole. He tried to keep his movements subtle-

“Ed, did I say you could do that?”

Ed only realized he’d closed his eyes when he opened them, and his face heated. His mouth had fallen open - he’d looked like a whore. “No, sir, I’m sorry.”

“It’s alright, love.” Stede smiled benignly at him.

Ed tried to press his thighs together, giving himself a bit more pressure on the toy and making the vibrations feel more intense.

“Legs apart, Ed.”

Ed obeyed sullenly, giving Stede a half-hearted pout, because he already knew he’d do anything Stede wanted him to if it meant he got-

“Good boy.”

Ed preened, sitting up a bit straighter, giving Stede a good view. He was trembling lightly, his body tense with the effort not to just give in and start humping the chair, and he bit his lip as Stede increased the vibrations again, his hips briefly lifting out of the chair before he got himself under control.

It was then that Ed realized Stede was absolutely, definitely, no-doubt-about-it going to make Ed come right there at their kitchen table, while he was still fully dressed in Stede's clothes, and it hit him like a punch to the chest.

Ed gasped, his hips bucking, his fingers clenching into fists over his thighs. “Stede!”

At the sudden worry in his voice, Stede frowned. “Okay, Ed?”

It felt more intense, somehow, sitting up at their dinner table, still fully clothed, his pleasure entirely under Stede’s control. He knew that Stede would make him fall apart…but he also knew Stede would put him back together. He was safe.

He was also getting close. The vibrations on his cock were steady and relentless, and the stretch at his hole felt so good, and he was absolutely helpless to chase his pleasure, or adjust the intensity, or do anything other than sit there and take it.

He gave Stede a shaky nod. “Okay. But - you’re gonna make me come.”

Stede’s worry melted into a smile, and he steepled his fingers on top of the table. “Yes, I am.”

Ed’s hips jerked unevenly, the movement completely beyond his control. He braced for impact when he saw Stede going for the remote, but Stede didn’t just turn it up - he cranked the dial all the way to the highest setting.

Ed wailed, trying to clench his legs shut against the overwhelming pleasure.

“Ed,” Stede said warningly.

Whimpering, Ed spread his legs again, submitting himself fully to the pleasure Stede was giving him. His breaths felt punched out of him, high, needy little ah-ah-ahs as his fingers dug into his thighs, desperate for any kind of purchase.

“Look at me, Ed,” Stede said calmly.

Ed jerked his eyes open, trying to keep his eyes on Stede’s as he chewed on his bottom lip, his thighs trembling wildly. “It feels good - it’s too good, Stede, I don’t know if I can - please.”

Stede raised an eyebrow, clearly giving Ed time to say his word if he wanted to.

Ed gave his head a minute shake. Didn’t need it. It just felt good to beg.

“Please,” he whined, letting himself get louder, shamelessly begging and knowing he was safe to do it. “Please, it’s so much. It's too much.”

“Shh, you can do it,” Stede soothed, reaching across the table to hold Ed’s hand. “You’re doing so well, Ed. Such a good boy for me.”

“Yeah?” Ed asked softly. His eyes were getting wet, and he felt an overwhelmed tear trickle down his cheek. “It’s so much.”

“And you’re taking it so well.” Stede gently squeezed his fingers. “Do you think you can come for me, good boy?”

“Mhm.” Ed bit his lip, whimpering quietly. Since Stede wasn’t allowing him to rock on the toy, he just had to sit there and let it build, unable to help it along. “Please, sir.”

“You can come whenever you need to, Ed.” Stede’s thumb brushed comfortingly along the back of Ed’s hand.

“Stede!” Ed clenched Stede’s fingers warningly. The rising pressure felt so intense it almost scared him. “It’s - please, sir!”

“Doing so well,” Stede whispered to him, his voice staying calm and gentle. “Look at you, taking it so well. I love watching you take it. Such a good boy.”

The knowledge that he was pleasing Stede sent Ed hurtling over the edge. He came with a loud, shapeless cry, his hips bucking off the chair, and all the while Stede held his hand and whispered quiet reassurances about how good he was doing.

As he slowly came down, his body relaxing with a quiet whimper, Stede gradually turned the vibrations down until he finally turned the toy off, then he directed Ed to stand.

“You did so well,” Stede praised him, and Ed rested his face in the crook of Stede’s neck, where it was warm and safe, as Stede unbuttoned Ed’s pants and pulled them and his boxers down just past his ass, just far enough that he could direct Ed to slightly spread his legs and ease the toy out.

Ed hissed as Stede pulled the toy out of him, suddenly feeling empty. “Can I suck you off?”

Stede considered as he put the toy down on a washcloth he must have prepared earlier. “Ed, love, you don’t owe me anything for taking care of you.”

“But I want to.” Ed pushed back to give Stede his best little pout. “Please?”

“Oh, alright.” Stede didn’t take a lot of convincing, and they both chuckled as Stede quickly grabbed a pillow for Ed to rest on. “On your knees, good boy.”

Ed dropped to his knees obediently, and he pitched forward to rest his cheek against the hard line of Stede’s cock in his pants. He hadn’t even bothered to pull his own pants back up, and he felt wonderfully debauched, kneeling there in front of Stede with his pants down under his ass, the air cool against his wetness.

Stede unbuttoned his fly to pull his cock out, and Ed leaned forward, giving little kitten licks to the head. “Can I suck your cock, sir?”

“Go ahead, precious,” Stede breathed out, and Ed didn’t need to be told twice.

He loved sucking cock, and Stede was the best he’d ever had. His cock was thick and perfect, filling Ed’s mouth just right.

Ed looked up at Stede through his lashes as he took him down as far as he could, feeling the head pop into his throat and relaxing his jaw, and he practically purred when Stede got a hand in his hair to hold him there.

“Good boy,” Stede told him. “Doing such a good job, Ed. Do you want to touch yourself?”

Sure, Ed already came, but the second he got his fingers on his cock, he knew it wouldn’t be long for either of them. His cock was incredibly sensitive from his recent orgasm, and he whined weakly around Stede’s cock.

Ed usually prided himself on his cock-sucking skills, but he started to lose his finesse as he grinded into his fingers, hips bucking into his hand.

Stede didn’t seem to mind, though. He groaned, holding Ed’s hair in one hand and the back of his neck in the other, guiding him gently up and down on his cock. Stede wouldn’t ever fuck his face, not as hard as Ed could take it, but it was still enough to make Ed feel deliciously used as Stede got off into his mouth.

“Gonna come,” Stede warned him, his voice tight.

Ed groaned around his cock, trying to push himself down further on it, hoping that was clear enough communication of exactly where he wanted Stede to come.

Stede pulled back enough that he could come on Ed’s tongue, and in a brilliant flash of inspiration, Ed showed it to him before he swallowed, sticking out his tongue when Stede pulled out of his mouth. That made Stede’s softening cock twitch, and he tightened his hand in Ed’s hair.

“Good job, Ed, so good,” Stede praised him, pulling him in to rest his cheek against his hipbone as he frantically rubbed his cock. “Are you going to come for me again, Ed?”

“Yes, sir,” Ed squeezed out.

“I’m so lucky,” Stede told him fondly, stroking his hair. “You’re incredible. Doing so well for me, taking me so well, making me feel so good. You deserve this, Ed, every bit of pleasure I can give you.”

Ed gasped and whined quietly as he came, rocking his hips down into his hand, mouthing lazy, sloppy kisses against Stede’s hip bone.

Stede pulled him up, Ed’s legs so shaky they could barely support his weight. “Absolutely amazing, Ed. You did so well!”

“Mm. Thanks.” Exhausted, Ed tucked his face back into Stede’s neck, and he let out a happy, content hum when Stede wrapped his arm around his shoulders and held him close and safe.

Ed kind of drifted as Stede got them cleaned up. He’d tossed Ed’s pajamas into the dryer before dinner, so Ed would be able to get changed right into clean-smelling, delightfully warm clothes, and Ed knew he was the luckiest man alive.

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Ed’s present for the fourth night was something they’d been discussing for a few weeks.

It was also one that Ed was actually a bit nervous for, so Stede took him to bed, gently and tenderly undressed him, and made sure he was feeling good, relaxed, and safe before giving it to him. It made Ed’s chest feel a bit tight, that Stede anticipated his moods, thought about his comfort, put so much planning into making sure he felt safe.

Ed hated anal, was the thing. He always had; he expected it to hurt, and not in a good way, and it had turned into such a vicious cycle of expecting it to hurt and then clenching so much in fear that it hurt way more. Past boyfriends had always been too rough, and too fast, and he’d never enjoyed it. But Ed thought he’d like to try again, with Stede.

That night’s present was the first step: a butt plug. Stede had originally intended to have Ed help him pick one, but Ed been a bit afraid he'd psyche himself out, so he told Stede to use his best judgment.

As Stede handed the plug over for Ed’s inspection, Ed was glad but not surprised to note his instinct had been spot-on.

The plug Stede had picked was perfect. It was soft and made of sparkly, glittery silicone, and it had a pretty purple jewel embedded in the base. Nothing too fancy, because Ed had drawn the line at letting Stede drop hundreds of dollars on something they didn’t even know if he’d like, but it looked like it was a perfect size, not too long or intense but with a wide enough base to be satisfying.

“Good?” Stede raised his eyebrows, watching Ed’s face carefully.

Ed nodded mutely, swallowing. “Looks perfect, babe, seriously.”

“Alright.” Stede took Ed’s chin, steering him in for a deep kiss, and Ed noted pleasantly that his brain was already switching offline. That was one of the things he’d found he liked the most about dom/sub play with Stede - it made all those whirring thoughts in his head just fuck right off, and all he had to think about was being a good boy for Stede.

Stede pulled back. “Hands and knees for me, love.”

On shaky limbs, Ed obeyed, and it shocked a high, needy little sound out of him when Stede pushed between his shoulder blades, positioning Ed so he was resting on his forearms with his ass in the air.

Ed bit his lip, listening. He heard the click of the lube bottle. The sound of Stede rubbing his hands together to warm it - he would sooner die than put cold lube anywhere near Ed’s body. Then a gentle, exploring finger, running down his crack before tracing around his asshole-

Ed jumped when the lubed tip of Stede’s thumb entered him, shocking a short cry out of his throat. “Fuck.”

“Doing so good for me, Ed.” Stede leaned over, pressing kisses to Ed’s back, the swell of his ass, gently working the tip of his thumb in and out of Ed’s clenching hole. “How does it feel?”

“Weird,” Ed answered, honestly. “Not bad. I’m okay.”

“Good. You’re doing such a good job,” Stede said, and then his other hand was teasing around Ed’s cock, gently rubbing him, not enough to get him off, just enough to increase his pleasure.

Ed swallowed, a loud, wet sound, a bit surprised as the sensation of Stede’s thumb gently thrusting into his hole turned from vaguely uncomfortable to very nice, along with the fingers on his cock. “That’s - holy shit, Stede, that feels good.”

“Good,” Stede said smugly. “Want to try the plug?”

Ed dropped his chest down onto the mattress, letting his arms go limp, his face hot against the cool sheets. “Yes, sir, please.”

Stede groaned, taking his thumb out of Ed’s hole and stroking along his back. “Look at you, love. So trusting, so perfect.”

Ed mouthed at the sheets, not quite able to stand being empty.

Stede didn’t stop teasing Ed’s cock as he lubed up the plug, and Ed whined quietly when he moved his fingers from his cock.

“Shh,” Stede soothed.

Ed felt hands on his ass cheeks. Stede pulled his cheeks apart, and Ed groaned when he felt the cool air on his wet hole, feeling the muscle clench involuntarily.

“So beautiful,” Stede whispered, leaning forward to kiss Ed’s lower back, nipping at the sensitive skin of his cheeks until Ed was mewling for him, high-pitched, needy little sounds he barely would’ve thought he was capable of making.

“I love you like this,” Stede praised him. “So sweet for me, aren’t you?”

“Yes, sir.” Ed nodded into the bed sheets.

“Good boy. Are you ready for the plug?”

Stede waited for Ed’s nod, and then Ed felt the pressure at his hole, and he tried to remember how to relax.

At first, it shocked worried noises out of him, tight-lipped little moans as he tried to be good. He was just too used to anal penetration being painful, and he clenched involuntarily at the stretch.

“You need to relax, sweet pea,” Stede soothed him. “You’re doing great, you’re doing perfect - do you need to use your word?”

Ed was safe. Stede was not going to hurt him. He took a deep breath, in and out.

“No,” he said. “I want to keep going - is it in yet?”

“Not even halfway,” Stede said with a quiet laugh.

Ed whimpered. “Can you touch my cock, please?”

“Of course.” Stede’s fingers returned to Ed’s cock, and Ed cried out as the stimulation made him clench around the plug.

Stede worked the tip of the plug, the thinnest part, in and out of Ed’s hole, fucking him gently and shallowly with it, working his cock all the while, and soon Ed felt his muscles start to relax. The feeling of something in his asshole was unfamiliar but nice, once he got used to it, and suddenly he was sure of nothing more than how much he really, really wanted to be full.

“More,” he begged. “Please, more, I can take the rest.”

“You’re doing such a good job, Ed,” Stede told him, and then Ed was gasping as the rest of the plug went in.

He squirmed on the sheets, clenching his hole just to feel the satisfying way it stretched his rim. Stede had picked the perfect size, not too deep inside him and not so big it was uncomfortable once he got used to the feeling. The soft texture of the plug meant it was easier to get used to, too, and any discomfort faded very quickly.

“Perfect, Ed!” Stede tapped the jewel in the base of the plug, making Ed groan. “You did so well. How’s it feel?”

He felt full.

“I need your cock in me.” Ed pushed himself up on shaky arms, looking at Stede over his shoulder. “Please, I want to be full.”

Stede gave one last teasing tug to the plug, making Ed groan, before patting his ass. “On your back, then, good boy.”

Ed didn’t bother with finesse and just launched himself backwards, landing in a heap on the pillows.

“Careful!” Stede squawked. “You could’ve hit your head, you nut!”

Yeah. Stede could put on a pretty good dominant act, when he wanted to, but he was still Stede. Ed’s perfect, silly, wonderful Stede.

“I’m fine!” Ed stuck out his bottom lip. “I just want you to fuck me, sir. Please?”

Stede sighed fondly. “Using that face really isn’t fair, you know.”

Ed grinned, immediately tossing a leg around Stede’s waist as soon as he moved between his legs. The plug in his ass felt nice, not too big to be anything more than a pleasant, stretched feeling, but it made him painfully aware of how empty his other hole felt.

“Oh, look at you.” Stede trapped Ed’s swollen cock between his knuckles, lightly squeezing it, smiling when it twitched between his fingers. “You look…eager.”

“Steeeeede,” Ed whined.

“Shh.” Stede bent to kiss him, pulling Ed’s lower lip gently between his teeth, chuckling into his mouth when Ed groaned. “I’ll give you what you need, love.”

Now, this kind of penetration, Ed was a lot more comfortable with.

He pushed his hips up as soon as Stede lined up and started pressing in, gasping when Stede immediately slid all the way in. Stede’s cock was big, and it always punched the air out of him, leaving him desperate and panting out pleas to be fucked.

“Please,” Ed sighed, feeling nearly light-headed with pleasure.

Stede pulled back, slow, then slammed back in.

Ed clenched, feeling his holes tighten around both Stede’s cock and the plug, and he groaned. “So full.”

“Yep.” Stede tapped the tip of Ed’s nose. “That’s the idea, isn’t it?”

Ed had a few seconds to get used to the feeling, just long enough to be squirming on the sheets, his hands clutching at the pillows, and then Stede really let him have it.

Now, Ed liked to think he brought a variety of skills to the bedroom. He was a talented cocksucker and could ride a cock like his life depended on it. But if there was one thing he enjoyed with Stede, it was getting to lay back and be a good little pillow princess, secure in the knowledge Stede would take the best possible care of him.

And Stede could fuck like an absolute jackhammer when he wanted to.

Stede took Ed’s hips in his hands so he could pull him down into each heavy thrust, grunting with exertion as he fucked Ed hard and fast. He fucked him with deep strokes, grinding his hips deep into Ed with each thrust before pulling almost all the way out and slamming back in.

It had Ed squealing in pleasure, panting into Stede’s ear as he wrapped his legs around Stede’s waist, grabbed his shoulders for purchase, and just hung on for dear life. 

"So good for me, Ed, so perfect." Stede was a talker during sex, which was absolutely no surprise at all, and it went straight to Ed's cock. "Look at you, so beautiful - so tight, so wet, Ed, such a good boy. Look at you, biting your lip, so pretty while I fuck you-"

The friction inside him, the weight and heat of Stede’s body on top of him, the delightful clench of his hole around the plug in his ass - it was all sending Ed hurtling towards the edge.

“Please,” Ed begged. “Can I - please, sir?”

“You’re being such a good boy for me, Ed.” Stede got a hand between them, and his fingers on Ed’s cock weren’t precise or elegant considering the speed he was fucking him with, but Ed could grind sloppily up against him and that would get the job done sure enough. “You can come whenever you want.”

Ed’s hips bucked, and his mouth fell open in a silent, gasping scream as he came, the unfamiliar stretch in his asshole making it feel all the more intense. He moaned quietly as he rode it out, fingers clenching in Stede’s hair.

“Thank you.” Ed moved one palm down to Stede’s face. “That was - fuckin’ good.”

Stede turned his face to kiss Ed’s palm. His rhythm was beginning to falter, and Ed hissed as Stede’s cock lit up the sensitive nerves inside him, but hooked his ankles together around Stede’s back to keep him there. 

“Don’t pull out, please,” he begged. “I want you to come in me, please.”

“Yeah?” No longer needing to see to Ed’s pleasure, Stede returned both hands to Ed’s hips, anchoring him for each thrust. “You want me to fill you up, Ed?”

Ed nodded frantically, whimpering softly. “Please, sir. Please, sir, will you come in me?”

Alright, Ed noted when Stede’s hips immediately faltered and he came with a deep groan, burying his face into Ed’s chest, that kind of talk definitely did it for Stede, too. Stede continued to grind into Ed as he came, and Ed groaned contentedly as he was filled.

Stede didn’t pull out, just laid on top of him, kissing him lazily and twining their fingers together. “That was so good, Ed. You did so well.”

“Weren’t half bad yourself,” Ed teased, lightly kicking the heel of one foot against Stede’s ass to make him laugh. “Hey, Stede?” 

“Mhm?” Stede pressed a few open-mouthed kisses along Ed’s neck.

Ed grinned. “I don’t think I’m entirely opposed to anal play anymore.”

“Yeah.” Stede laughed against Ed’s collarbone as he kissed Ed’s hot, sweaty skin. “I kinda got that impression, too.”

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Night five’s gift was something Ed had been wanting for a while.

They’d talked about it, having Ed sit on Stede’s cock and just be a good little hole for a while, but usually trying to plan it turned into…a more active activity, so Ed knew they both wanted to give cockwarming a try, but it had just never happened.

That night, Stede told Ed to strip and meet him in the living room.

Ed got his clothes off as quickly as possible, and once he’d gotten them tossed safely into the laundry basket, he was a little surprised to see Stede sitting on the couch and queueing up a movie. He knew they were trying cockwarming, but he hadn’t expected Stede would actually be trying to ignore him. The thought sent a bolt of arousal straight to his cock.

“Stede?”

Stede picked a movie - some cheesy rom-com - and paused it, turning to grin at Ed. “Hey, love. Ready to play?”

Ed nodded mutely. Stede was still fully-clothed, and something about that, the feeling of Stede’s eyes raking hungrily up and down Ed’s body while he was still dressed, made Ed feel small and powerless. He squirmed a bit, shyly covering himself with his hands, but was surprised to find the feeling never grew uncomfortable. He leaned into it, letting himself feel small and weak, knowing Stede would never do anything to hurt him.

“Good.” Stede patted his knee. “Come here, love, I’ve got your presents for tonight.”

Ed swallowed, his legs moving him across the room before his brain even had time to catch up. He sat shyly on Stede’s lap, shivering at the feeling of the soft fabric of Stede’s pants beneath his bare thighs.

He liked how suddenly shy he felt, and he crossed his legs demurely, pressing into Stede’s warm chest, and he sighed happily when Stede immediately wrapped an arm around him. 

“Aren’t you gorgeous?” Stede whispered in his ear, and Ed bit his lip. “Ready for your presents?”

“Yes, please, sir.”

“Good boy.” Stede’s hand lingered at Ed’s bare hip. “Again, Ed, if there’s anything you don’t like, or if you don’t feel comfortable with, or if your comfort level changes at any point-”

“I have a safe word, Stede, I know.” Ed looked up at him, smiling softly. “I know I’m safe with you, Stede. Don’t worry.”

Stede leaned forward to kiss his forehead. “I love you, Ed. So very much.”

“Mm. Love you, too.”

Stede picked up the box sitting next to him on the couch and held it out for Ed to open.

Ed’s breath caught in his throat. It was-

A fucking collar. Ed actually moaned out loud at the sight. This was one of Ed’s presents that they’d discussed before they bought it, so he’d known it was coming at some point, but it was still incredibly exciting to finally see in person. Ed liked when he felt claimed, and the collar was a very present symbol that it was Stede who was in control of him when they played. 

“I love it,” he said, reaching out to touch it. It was made of soft, purple leather, with a black, frilly lace trim and, best of all, a little jingly bell like on a cat’s collar. “Will you put it on me, please, sir?”

“Of course, sweet pea.” Stede’s breath shuddered out when Ed stuck his neck out trustingly, baring his throat for him. He buckled the collar securely so it sat at the base of Ed’s throat, tight enough Ed could feel it but not so tight it was choking him, and he eased two fingers underneath it to check the tightness. Just like you would for a cat. Ed shivered.

“How’s that feel, good boy?” Stede leaned back to gauge Ed’s reaction.

“Good.” Ed’s voice came out all shaky. He cleared his throat. “It feels really good. I like it a lot.”

“I knew you would.” Stede kissed his cheek, the corner of his mouth. “My pretty little kitten.”

“Fuck.” A wave of arousal nearly bowled Ed over, coupled with a delicious hint of shame - not the kind of shame that hurt, the kind of shame that swept through him in a lovely, heady wave, making his head light and his cock throb. He bent his head, pressing his forehead against Stede’s shoulder, feeling shy and needing to hide his face.

“You’re so sweet,” Stede chuckled softly, resting his cheek against Ed’s forehead. “Such a cute, good boy for me, aren’t you, Ed?”

Ed nodded mutely against Stede’s shoulder. The movement made the bell jingle, and he barely registered it as he started inching a hand down towards his cock, needing to relieve some of the tension.

Stede grabbed his wrist. “Now, Ed. Did I say you could touch yourself?”

Ed jerked his head up, his eyes wide. He let Stede guide his hand away. “No, sir. Sorry.”

“Are you ready to play, Ed?”

“Yes, sir, please.” Ed nodded eagerly. He could feel Stede’s hardening cock against his ass where he was sitting on Stede’s lap, and he thought if he didn’t get it inside him within the next thirty seconds, he’d literally explode into nothing but a pile of horny frustration.

“Good boy.” Stede lifted Ed by his hips, positioning him up onto his knees. “Go ahead and get my cock out, then sit on it, okay?”

“Yes, sir.” Ed didn’t waste any time, quickly undoing Stede’s fly and pulling out his cock. It was hard and heavy in his hand, and he gave it a quick stroke.

Stede’s eyes fluttered shut in pleasure before he remembered himself. “Ed.”

“Getting there,” Ed mumbled, smiling with the knowledge that he could get Stede’s wonderful veneer of control to crack, even if only a little bit.

Knees on either side of Stede’s lap, Ed carefully raised himself, reaching between his legs with one hand to hold himself open as he lined Stede up and started sinking down. He sighed in pleasure as he took Stede’s thick cock, feeling pleasantly full and practically purring in delight as Stede’s hands gently stroked and lightly pulled at his hair.

“Good boy, Ed.” Stede picked up the remote, and Ed suddenly found himself doubting his resolve - was he just supposed to sit here like this, being stretched by Stede’s cock, keeping it inside him but not allowed to move? 

He whined, moving the heel of his hand to his cock to press against it and try to get some relief.

“And that’s where your second present comes in,” Stede laughed, sitting the remote down. “You know you’re not allowed to touch yourself, and you’re so loud! How am I supposed to watch the movie?”

Stede looked at him expectantly, and Ed bit his lip. “I don’t know, sir, sorry.”

“Nothing to apologize for, sweet pea.” Stede ran gentle hands up and down Ed’s sides, soothing him, getting him to relax on his lap. “Remember, Ed, tell me if you’re not up for any of this, okay?”

Ed nodded, and Stede produced some of that lovely, soft rope and a ball gag.

They’d never experimented with gags before, and this one didn’t look too intense. Stede had clearly bought it along with the collar, and the straps of the gag were made of the same soft, purple leather.

Ed nodded quickly, his cheeks heating as that made the bell on his collar jingle.

“Good boy.” Stede rewarded Ed with a quick kiss. “Hands first, okay?”

Ed held his hands out obediently, and Stede pressed a quick kiss to each wrist before he pulled Ed forward, making him rest against his chest so Stede could position his hands. As usual, his knot was effective but loose enough Ed could stay comfortable. Ed tested the ropes - his hands were securely bound behind his back, and he clenched around Stede’s cock.

Stede hissed at that as he gently took Ed’s face in his hands, checking in with him one last time before carefully fitting the gag into Ed’s mouth. It wasn’t a big one, just enough to keep his mouth slightly open, and Ed whimpered as Stede fastned the buckle around the back of his head.

“There we go.” Stede looked him over, making sure Ed’s body language was still relaxed and comfortable. “Good?”

Ed nodded, squirming in delight when he realized he couldn’t make any noise other than garbled moans.

“Perfect. Great job, Ed.” Stede kissed Ed’s cheek. “If you need me to stop, for any reason, or you need the gag out, I want you snap, okay? Can you show me?”

Ed snapped twice, a strong, loud sound, and Stede grinned.

“Good job, love. You’re being such a good boy.” Stede rewarded him by bucking his hips up, once, shocking a wail of pleasure out of Ed, before stilling his hips again. “Be a good boy for me now and just keep my cock warm while I watch the movie, okay?”

Stede grabbed the remote, pressed play, and then did an excellent job of pretending to ignore Ed sitting on his cock.

Once he started the movie, he pulled Ed forward to rest against his chest. With his arms bound behind his back, unable to get any leverage, Ed felt completely helpless, and it wasn’t long until he was floating in a pleasant, dreamy headspace. He’d moaned at the shift when Stede pulled him forward, but with no movement in his hole, he was aware of the constant stretch but had to make do with nothing but the occasional twitch of Stede’s cock inside him.

He was painfully aware of his own cock, hard and straining, and Stede kept occasionally brushing a thumb across it, giving him just enough pressure to tease him and make him whimper for more before withdrawing his hand again.

The bell on Ed’s collar jingled with his uneven, shaky breaths. He tucked his face safely into Stede’s neck, breathing him in, and he moaned quietly when Stede brought his arms around Ed’s waist, holding him safe and close.

The floaty headspace was nice, but Ed was quickly turning desperate. He felt pleasantly full, and he tried clenching rhythmically around Stede’s cock, trying to get a reaction out of him.

Stede just stroked Ed’s hip, ignoring him perfectly in favor of watching the movie.

About thirty minutes in, he shocked a squeal out of Ed when he suddenly bucked his hips up, immediately setting into fucking Ed at a hard, fast pace.

Ed whimpered and moaned, muffled by his gag, as Stede took his hips in his hands and bounced him on his cock. He tried to get the leverage to help him along, but without his hands and with his legs spread on either side of Stede’s thighs, bracing him on the couch, he wasn’t able to do much more than just sit there and take it.

“Such a good boy,” Stede whispered into his ear, grunting with exertion. “Doing such a good job, Ed. So perfect - such a good, wet little hole for me.”

“Mhm.” Ed’s moans were muffled through his gag, and he gasped and panted as Stede fucked him hard.

In the back of his head, he recognized Stede must have a trick up his sleeve. He was fucking Ed with absolutely no consideration for stamina, and he wasn’t angling right to get Ed off, either.

“Such a good little kitten for me.” Stede kissed along Ed’s neck, his fingers digging into Ed’s asscheeks as he lifted him before snapping his hips up, each thrust so powerful it made Ed see stars.

In the instant before Stede came, Ed realized what Stede’s plan was, and he whimpered around his gag. Stede was usually the very definition of a service top, but cockwarming was all about him, just letting him use Ed’s hole to keep his cock warm, using Ed for his pleasure. He was, Ed realized, going to come inside of Ed, and then he was going to keep his cock there until he was ready to go again.

All the thoughts left Ed’s head when Stede came inside him, bucking up into him, holding Ed’s hips down as he filled him up. Ed moaned softly as he was filled, clenching his hole and enjoying the feeling of Stede coming in hot spurts deep inside him.

“Good boy, Ed.” Stede pulled Ed’s face up so he could make sure he was okay, thumbing at Ed’s wet cheeks - Ed hadn’t even realized he was crying. “Okay?”

Ed nodded, then pressed his hips forward, trying to get any friction at all on his hard, neglected cock. “Please,” he tried to say around his gag.

“Oh, you want to come?” Stede tapped the tip of Ed’s nose with his finger. “Don’t worry, love. Just sit there and be a good boy for me, and you’ll get to come soon enough, okay?”

Ed tried to pout, making his eyes all big and giving Stede a sweet, pleading look.

Stede jangled the bell on Ed’s collar with one finger. “Be a good little kitten for me, Ed, okay?”

Ed groaned, tucking his face back into Stede’s neck. Stede put a hand in his hair, holding him there, safe and content, and he turned his movie back on. Ed knew that he could snap his fingers and ask for Stede to let him come right away, but it felt strangely good for them to pretend to ignore Ed’s needs.

Ed nuzzled into Stede’s chest. He could feel Stede’s cock softening inside him, and he whined softly when he lost the nice, stretched feeling in his hole.

“Shh,” Stede soothed him.

Originally, Stede had probably really meant to try and sit through the rest of the movie, but they barely lasted another ten minutes.

Stede’s cock started hardening again, and Ed moaned, wiggling his hips to chase the stretch, which only made Stede harden faster.

“Fuck, love,” Stede groaned softly, his hips twitching. “You feel so fucking good.”

Ed’s hole was desperately sensitive, and he was desperate for any friction at all on his cock, and he panted, squeezing out little incoherent pleas around his gag, begging Stede to let him come.

“Alright.” Stede’s control snapped, and he grabbed for the remote to turn the movie off. “Would you like to come, Ed?”

Ed nodded frantically. “Please, sir,” he tried to say. It came out as a garbled, wet moan, and he clenched around Stede’s cock.

Then Stede was fucking up into him, hard and sloppy, grinding his hips into him and holding his hips to guide him into each thrust. Ed could feel Stede’s come inside him, making the glide of his cock easy and wet, and the squelching sound of him fucking up into Ed was positively obscene.

Ed’s head tipped back in pleasure. He gathered his strength to use his thighs to push himself upright properly, trying to grind his cock against Stede’s belly.

“Oh, Ed, don’t you want to be a good little kitten for me?” Stede hooked a couple fingers underneath Ed’s collar, holding him in place, and Ed whimpered loudly. “Just sit still and take it, okay?”

Ed nodded jerkily. The bell on his collar jingled rhythmically with each thrust, and when Stede brought his other hand down to rub Ed’s cock, he wailed into his gag.

“Good boy, Ed,” Stede praised him. He wasn’t just teasing him, either, he was rubbing his cock with a purpose. “Do you want to come?”

Stede reached up to pull Ed’s gag from his mouth, and Ed was babbling the second it was out. “Please, sir, please - I need to come, please.”

“Alright, good boy.” Stede chuckled softly, still fucking Ed as hard as he could, grunting as he fought to keep up his fast pace. Ed felt like a rag doll, bouncing in his lap with his arms tied, and he couldn’t get enough.

“I’m gonna - Stede, I’m gonna come,” Ed warned him, his hips jerking unevenly as he tried to grind on the cock fucking him and press his cock into Stede’s fingers. “Can I come? Sir, please can I come?”

“Ask me again,” Stede groaned. “So pretty when you beg, Ed.”

“Please, sir, please can I come?”

“Yes, Ed.” Stede moved the hand on Ed’s collar down to his hip, holding him in place. “You can come, good boy.”

Ed let out a long, loud groan as he came, pressing his hips down and grinding sloppily into Stede’s fingers, and his clenching set Stede off, too. He buried his moan into Ed’s shoulder as he pumped more come into Ed’s clenching hole, holding him in place so he could fill him up.

“Mmmmfuck,” Ed mumbled, leaning forward to rest his exhausted body against Stede’s chest.

“Agreed,” Stede muttered, immediately undoing Ed’s wrists and pulling them gently to Ed’s side. Ed hissed, his muscles sore, and Stede pressed an apologetic kiss to his forehead. “How do you feel about a bath?”

Ed mumbled sleepily, and pulled away when Stede moved to unbuckle the collar. “Can we stay like this, please? Can I keep the collar on for just a bit longer?”

“Oh, Ed.” Stede wrapped his arms around Ed’s shoulders, holding him, and Ed sighed in bliss as his eyelids started to droop. He felt exhausted, yes, but so safe and well-fucked and content. “Of course we can, love.”

Ed knew they’d both be a little irked at the mess when they woke up, and they were both getting too old to nap in positions like this, but he felt so safe and held that, as he drifted off, he couldn’t even bring himself to care.

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Stede was very excited to give Ed his present on night six.

He’d been bouncing with anticipation all day long - it had been thoroughly distracting, actually, especially since Ed was just trying to do fucking chores and he kept getting the impression Stede was undressing him mentally every two seconds. When Ed opened that night’s present, he immediately understood why, and it set a fire of arousal burning in his own belly.

Ed had never been able to come from just penetration. There was nothing wrong with that, it was just something he didn’t think his body was able to do, but Stede had always taken it as a bit of a challenge. Ed loved it - trying to get Ed to come from penetration alone invariably left him a shaky, desperate mess, even if he’d never been able to finish until Stede let him touch his cock.

But, yeah, fuck, he was open to trying. Especially when just the idea of it had Stede looking at him so hungrily.

Stede had clearly put the entirety of his knowledge about how to drive Ed wild into it when he’d purchased tonight’s toy. It was made of a firmer silicone than many of their other toys - Ed liked his sex toys on the softer side, but this one was firm enough the pressure would feel inescapable, without being so hard it would be uncomfortable. It was very thick, ensuring Ed would get the lovely feeling of being full, and had a curved tip so Stede would be able to perfectly stimulate that spot inside him.

Ed was still skeptical that he’d be able to come without touching his cock, but he could absolutely see this toy entering his rotation of favorites. He couldn’t wait for Stede to take him apart with it.

And neither, apparently, could Stede, who barely waited long enough for Ed to look up from his new toy and grin before he pounced on him.

Ed moaned eagerly into Stede’s mouth when he pulled him into a heavy kiss, shivering as Stede’s hands roamed up his sides. Stede grabbed at him hungrily, pulling him closer, and Ed melted under his touch. Stede made him feel so fucking wanted.

Ed climbed into Stede’s lap, delighted to feel Stede’s hard cock nudging his ass. “Someone’s excited,” he teased.

“How could I not be?” Stede beamed up at him. “Look at you, Ed. You’re so gorgeous.”

Once, Ed might have deflected, but with the way Stede looked at him with such unfiltered adoration, he knew it was impossible that was anything but true.

So he preened under the attention, pressing himself forward, pushing their bare chests together, stretching out and showing off like a cat in the sunlight. He ground their hips together, loving the way Stede hissed at the pressure on his cock, and when he pulled back he moaned at the streak of wetness he’d left over Stede’s hipbone.

“I don’t think I’m the only one who’s eager.” Stede spread Ed open with two fingers, watching Ed’s cock perk up as he pulled the skin around it back, his inner thighs glistening. “Do you think I can make you come on this toy, Ed?”

Ed met Stede in another bruising kiss. “You’re welcome to try.”

“I intend to do more than try,” Stede said, and Ed shivered at the determination in his voice. “I’m not going to stop until you’re squirting all over yourself - or, er, of course, if you’ve just had enough.”

Ed fondly rolled his eyes. He’d squirted, like, twice in his entire life. That was another thing he was pretty sure wasn’t going to be happening tonight, but he hadn’t said that when Stede had brought in a stack of towels to lay over their sheets and he sure as fuck wasn’t about to say it now. Stede was a fantastic fuck when he got all determined.

Stede gently took Ed’s face in his hands. “Ready, sweet man?”

“Fuck, yeah,” Ed nodded emphatically. “Oh, wait - can I maybe have that collar again, please?”

Stede blinked, clearly a little surprised, before his face broke out into a grin. “Of course! Let me find it…”

Neither of them had really expected Ed to like the collar as much as he did, but he actually found it did an amazing job of calming him down. It was such a present, noticeable pressure around his throat, keeping him constantly reminded that he was safe, Stede was in charge of him, and Stede would never let anything bad happen to him while they were playing.

When Stede returned with the collar, Ed bared his neck obediently, and his eyes fluttered shut in bliss as Stede secured the buckles.

“Feel good?” Stede checked the tightness of the collar, adjusting the buckle minutely.

“Feels perfect,” Ed confirmed, a shiver running down his spine at the jingle of the bell when he nodded. “Thank you, sir.”

“Of course.” Stede kissed Ed’s forehead, and Ed groaned softly in satisfaction. “Lay down for me, Ed. On your back, please.”

Ed obeyed, letting Stede adjust him as they went. He put a pillow under Ed’s hips and situated himself between Ed’s legs, propping one of Ed’s feet over his shoulder and hooking Ed’s other knee around his waist. He worked himself so close to Ed that, with Ed’s legs spread wide like that and his hips pushed up by the pillow, Ed’s ass was basically in Stede’s lap. The position felt incredibly intimate and vulnerable, and Ed bit his lip, his face warming.

“So good. You’re doing so well, Ed.” Stede praised him softly, gently rubbing at Ed’s knee, his fingers lightly ruffling Ed’s leg hair. “Are you comfortable?”

Ed nodded. The shy, floaty headspace he got in when they played like this made finding his words a bit difficult when they were anything other than Stede’s name and pleas for more, and he was surprised by how deeply he was already feeling that. “Yes, sir.”

“Wonderful.” Stede looked down at where Ed was spread open in front of him, his eyes hungry and excited and unquestionably adoring. “Hands behind your back, Ed. I don’t want to see you move them, okay?”

“Understood, sir.” Ed squirmed as crossed his arms behind his back, letting his body weight pin them beneath him. It made him feel comfortably restrained and exposed, and his back arched involuntarily.

“Good boy.” Stede bent forward to kiss Ed, long and deep, and Ed barely had time to whine when he pulled away before he was moaning as Stede started rubbing his cock.

Stede was rubbing him with focused, sure strokes, doing everything Ed liked best. He panted incoherently as he felt heat build in his gut. “Stede? I thought we were-”

“Oh, we are.” Stede laughed softly, not pausing. “I’ve been doing my research, Ed. Apparently, making sure to play with your cock and get you all riled up will make this much easier.”

Ed bit his lip as Stede played with him. He was giving him direct, relentless friction on his cock, the pressure of his fingers steady and firm, just the way Ed liked.

Stede stroked his cock until Ed was gasping, bucking his hips up into his hand.

“Feels so good,” Ed whined, his eyes fluttering and his hips unevenly bucking into Stede’s fingers. “So good.”

“I’m glad,” Stede said blithely. “You’re such a good boy, Ed, taking pleasure so well.”

Ed whimpered, feeling the tension build. “I’m - sir, I’m close.”

He’d barely gotten the words out before Stede pulled his fingers away, and even though he’d known that was coming, Ed whined.

He looked down at himself - his stomach heaving, his hard cock visibly straining and slippery with how wet he was, Stede’s fingers glistening with Ed’s wetness. “I was so close,” he complained. “Please, sir, I want to come.”

Ed leveraged his best pout, sticking his lower lip out and looking up at Stede through his eyelashes.

Stede just chuckled at him, picking up the new toy and lubing it up with deft strokes of his hand. He was using some of the wetness leaking out of Ed to get it slick, and the sight of it made Ed’s stomach flutter. “You know how this is going to go tonight, treasure.”

Ed grumbled under his breath.

“I know, grumble, grumble,” Stede teased. “I’m so mean, aren’t I?”

Ed made a few more very dignified grumbling noises.

Stede reached forward to flick the bell on Ed’s collar, and every complaint Ed had immediately rushed right out of his head.

Ed’s legs twitched as he tried to spread his legs further, despite them already being about as spread as it got. “Please, sir, will you put it in me?”

“There’s my sweet boy,” Stede teased. One hand rested gently on Ed’s tummy, playing with the hair on his belly, soothing tense muscles. “Are you ready, love?”

Ed nodded earnestly. “Please?”

“That’s it.” Stede smiled indulgently at him. “Take it like a good boy, now.”

The toy really did feel good, and Ed sighed in contentment as it slid into him. Playing with his cock had gotten him relaxed and pliant, and even though the toy was big, his body was so loose and relaxed that the stretch was intense but not uncomfortable.

At first, even knowing that Stede had purchased this toy specifically with the intent to make Ed come from penetration alone, it didn’t feel that much different from a regular dildo, and Ed just enjoyed the feeling of being full.

Ed hummed happily as Stede started moving the toy inside him, long, deep, slow thrusts. He was changing the angle ever so slightly with each thrust, carefully watching Ed’s reaction-

Ed’s eyes snapped open when Stede, apparently, found what he was looking for. A few angles had felt good, yes, but it hadn’t been anything special until Stede changed the angle of the toy, just slightly, and started absolutely ramming the curved tip of the toy into a specific angle with each thrust.

“Oh - fuck,” Ed gasped, his mouth falling open. Once Stede found the angle he’d been looking for, he was absolutely relentless, nailing it with expert precision with each thrust. “That - sir, fuck-”

“Found it,” Stede said smugly.

For his part, Ed was reduced to bitten off curses and cries of Stede’s name.

The relentless, rough fucking concentrated on that one perfect spot immediately felt intense, and Ed sort of felt like he was on the verge of coming immediately, but it just didn’t fucking come.

"Please," Ed whimpered, his hole clenching as he tried to bear down on the toy. The pleasure as Stede massaged that spot was so strong he didn't know if he could take it, but it felt like his orgasm was building just out of reach. "Sir, please, it's so much."

"I thought you wanted to come," Stede teased. "This is how you're coming tonight, sweet pea."

“Sir,” Ed whined in frustration. His eyes were filling with overwhelmed tears, his entire body was shaking, and his hips were quivering under Stede’s hands. With the hand not controlling the toy, Stede held Ed’s hips down, forcing him to take what he was given. “Sir, it feels - but I can’t-”

“It doesn’t work like a come-now button,” Stede explained gently. “This is more of a marathon than a sprint, I’m afraid. How’s it feel?”

“So much,” Ed panted. “Holy shit, sir, it feels - so fucking good.”

“And you’re taking it so well, Ed.” Stede reached to soothe the tear tracks on Ed’s hot face with a gentle thumb. “Being such a good boy for me. Just relax and feel it, Ed.”

The bell on Ed’s collar jingled with Ed’s heaving breaths. His legs trembled uncontrollably where Stede held him splayed open. Behind his back, he clenched his fingers together, tying to ground himself as the pleasure turned overwhelming.

“I’m so close,” Ed whimpered. “Please, sir, please will you touch my cock?”

Stede’s hand was a soothing pressure on Ed’s hip as the other pumped the toy inside him, his thumb moving in a wide arc over Ed’s hip bone. “No, love.”

Ed panted, unable to keep his mouth closed around his little gasps and whines.

He could feel the tension building. Ed’s head thrashed back and forth on the pillows. The muscles in his tired, spread thighs jumped. 

Ed’s eyes snapped open in surprise as he felt a rush of pleasure, something building in his gut. “Shit, sir, fuck, I’m gonna-”

They both moaned when Ed felt a gush of wetness between his legs. Ed whined loudly, gasping through it as he squirted.

“Oh, fuck,” Stede groaned, taking his free hand off Ed’s hip to squeeze his own cock. “Ed, that was-”

“Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t fucking stop,” Ed babbled, his back arching as he tried to grind his hips down into the toy. “Please, sir, I’m so close, please.”

“That’s it.” Stede's focus returning single-handedly to the task at hand, Stede ground the toy into that spot inside Ed, making him wail with the relentless pleasure. “You’re taking it so well, Ed, squirting for me, showing me how good I make you feel, how much you want it. Now be my good boy and come.”

Ed sobbed, his face crumpling in overwhelming pleasure as he came, so intense it had his back bowing and made him curl in on himself, gasping and wailing as Stede kept fucking him with the toy as he came and came and came. He could feel his cock twitching, but the pleasure felt deeper, somehow, screaming in his gut as he shook under Stede’s hands.

Stede gently pulled the toy out of him, easing Ed’s legs closed, and Ed panted as he clenched his trembling thighs together, still whimpering with the aftershocks.

“That was so fucking good,” Ed managed to squeeze out, pitching his body forward to land in Stede’s lap.

“You did amazing,” Stede told him, kissing his hair, stroking his back, holding him close. “You did so perfect, Ed.”

“I didn’t even know I could do that,” Ed admitted. “That was - whew.”

“I did tell you I did my research,” Stede said smugly, giving Ed such a big and goofy grin, Ed just had to kiss him about it.

“Well, fuckin’ A-plus,” Ed said, cuddling up in Stede’s arms. “I feel like my arms and legs are jelly now, though, fuck. You’re definitely gonna have to carry me to the bath.”

“Oh.” Stede raised an eyebrow. “We’re having a bath, then?”

“Oh, yeah,” Ed nodded. “You’re gonna get in there with me, and wash my hair, and we’re gonna use that nice jasmine-scented bath bomb we’ve been saving.”

“Well,” Stede grinned as he scooped Ed up, “your wish is my command.”

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Ed honestly wasn’t sure what night seven’s toy was supposed to be.

He’d been excited when Stede handed him a large, thinner box - the length alone made him suspect it was a new dildo, maybe in a fun fantasy shape to drive him absolutely wild - but when he opened it, he wasn’t sure what to make of it. It was a large pad with two raised sections on it, and when he picked it up, he found it was made of a soft silicone material. The raised sections had a few bumps and ridges that reminded him of the texture you’d sometimes find on dildos and vibrators, but he obviously wasn’t going to be able to put this thing inside him, so…

“This is cool,” he said, tilting the pad to see if he could spot anything that was obviously meant to go inside him.

Stede smiled fondly at him. “You don’t know what it is.”

“I have no fucking clue what this is,” Ed admitted.

“This is a grinding pad.” Stede took the toy from him, pointing to its features in turn. “You sit over this hump here, so you can rub your hole against it, and then you grind your cock against the larger hump. It’s textured, so it should feel pretty nice to rock against.”

Ed’s mouth was already watering at the thought. He reached between his legs, pressing the heel of his hand against his cock. “So it’s made for me to sit on it and hump it until I come?”

“Precisely!” Stede tapped the tip of Ed’s nose. “What do you think?”

“I think you’re a fucking genius, Stede.”

Stede laughed, leaning forward to give him a quick peck. “Want to try it out?”

“Yes, please.” Ed wiggled in anticipation. Stede had told him to sit on the bed after he got undressed, and he considered the best positioning. They could prop the grinder up on top of a pillow, maybe, or maybe Stede would even want him to put on a show for him like they’d done a few nights ago. “How do you want me?”

Stede’s grin was positively sharklike as he reclined to sit back against their headboard, stretching his legs out in front of him. He took the grinding pad and placed it over one thigh, then patted it in invitation. “Right here.”

Ed groaned, squeezing his legs together where he sat so he could get just a bit of pressure on his cock. “You want me to-”

“I want you,” Stede said, slipping into that delicious, steady timbre Ed was starting to think of as his Dom Voice, “to sit on my thigh and hump this pad until you come all over yourself.”

“Mhm, yes, understood, absolutely.” Ed’s hands were shaking in anticipation as he crossed the bed. When he got close enough, Stede pulled him into a deep kiss, tangling his fingers in Ed’s hair, and Ed whined into his mouth.

“Go ahead and sit on it,” Stede instructed him. “Take your time - this is a new toy for us, so don’t rush. Figure out what’s most comfortable for you.”

“Understood, sir.” Ed situated himself straddling Stede’s thigh, positioning himself over the pad. He held himself open as he sank down, and immediately whimpered at the feeling. The pad was big enough that the hump designed to stimulate the area around his hole was rubbing through his folds, getting not just his hole but that entire region of his body in on the action. It was textured, too, so that he could rub his hole over it and feel the bumps and ridges pressing against his sensitive rim.

Ed rocked forward, rubbing his cock against the hump in front. This one was more textured, giving him soft valleys and firm bumps to rut against, and he whined, grinding his cock forward into it.

“What do you think?” Stede asked softly, watching Ed’s reaction carefully.

Ed’s head tipped back as he ground down into the pad. “‘S good,” he said. “It’s really good.”

“That’s good.” Confident that Ed was enjoying himself, Stede took Ed’s ass in his hands, digging his fingers into the sensitive skin and pulling Ed forward, encouraging him to hump the grinder. “Desperate little thing like you, I knew you’d enjoy something like this.”

Stede met Ed’s eye, checking in, and Ed was a bit beyond coherent sentences at the moment, so he just moaned, loud and wordless, to get his point across. Stede loved praising him in the bedroom, and Ed loved hearing it, but he’d told Stede over and over that a little bit of affectionate slut-shaming in the bedroom really turned him on.

“Oh, you like that,” Stede chuckled softly, his laugh deepening when Ed could only shakily nod his agreement. “You like being my good little slut, don’t you, Ed?”

“Uh-huh,” Ed choked out, his hips rolling as he tried to find a good angle to really get himself off. The grinder felt amazing, and felt like it was stimulating all of him at once. He could feel his wet folds gliding over it, feel the textured areas rub against his leaking hole, grind his hard cock into it.

And, yeah, it wasn’t the most intense stimulation. It required him to hump it like a dog in heat to get his pleasure building, and the mild humiliation of it slithered up his spine in the most delicious way.

He liked that it took some work, liked that he could easily reach down a hand to play with himself and get more direct stimulation on his cock, liked that he wasn’t going to do that, because Stede had told him not to.

Rutting against the grinding pad made him feel impatient and needy - the friction against his cock was hard to chase with any real precision, and before long he was making little frustrated mewls as he tried to roll his hips at the perfect angle and speed to get what he needed. There was a sort of delicious, almost humiliating thrill to it, humping Stede’s thigh like a desperate whore, and it made heat lick up Ed’s spine and gather between his legs, making his grinding against the pad grow slicker as wetness dripped from his hole. 

He was making a fucking mess, smearing his wetness all over the grinder, and it made him moan.

“Doing so well,” Stede praised him, still encouraging Ed’s rutting by pushing and pulling his ass as he moved. “Making yourself feel so good, aren’t you?”

“Mhm,” Ed gasped. He thought about reaching a hand down to touch his cock, get himself off right away, but-

He didn’t want to, really.

He wanted to please Stede, to keep being a good boy for him. Along with that, too, he loved this, loved how humping desperately on the grinder was quickly turning him into a whimpering, shaky mess.

He felt pathetic and needy and he loved it.

“Please,” Ed whimpered, tipping forward so his forehead rested against Stede’s cheek. He’d meant to go for a kiss but got distracted by the slow burn of heat in his belly.

“Shh,” Stede soothed him, putting a gentle hand on the back of Ed’s neck, guiding him to hide his face in the crook of Stede’s neck. He nuzzled closer, enjoying feeling safe and held and surrounded by Stede, bringing his arms up to grab at Stede’s broad shoulders and anchor him as his rutting turned sloppy and desperate.

“Please,” Ed begged again. He wasn’t sure what he was begging for, exactly, but he trusted Stede to help him. "Stede, sir, please."

“That’s it,” Stede whispered in Ed’s ear. “Doing so well, Ed. Such a good, sweet little slut for me, aren’t you?”

“Mhm.” Ed nodded faintly into Stede’s neck. “Just wanna - be your good boy, fuck.”

He rolled his hips in a slow, delicious grind that left him desperate and whining for more. The faint tinge of humiliation as he humped Stede’s thigh and the dull, slow build of pleasure made his mind feel fuzzy, his body heavy and warm, and he loved it.

The grind of his hips slowly turned frantic as his pleasure continued to build, his thighs trembling as he feverishly humped the grinder. His orgasm was building, and building, and fucking building…

He was so close. Ed whimpered loudly, mouthing sloppily at Stede’s neck as Stede held him close and whispered in his ear about how good he was doing.

“Please,” he whined. “Please, I’m so close, please.”

“Doing so well,” Stede praised him. “Let me know when you’re close, love.”

Ed groaned, jerking his hips in short, focused rolls, now, trying desperately to take what he needed.

“Gonna - Stede, sir, fuck, I’m gonna-”

Ed was gasping into Stede’s neck, holding onto him for dear life as the dull build of pleasure started to crest.

“Hips up,” Stede ordered.

Ed whimpered, his head jerking up as his hips lifted off the pad, his body obeying Stede’s order before his brain had time to register it.

“Good boy,” Stede told him, rubbing his sides soothingly. 

“I - what the fuck, man?” Ed pouted. “I was almost there!”

“I know.” Stede patted the side of Ed’s face, ran his thumb over his bottom lip, which Ed was mortified to notice was slightly trembling. “I thought we’d extend things a little longer tonight. What do you think?”

Ed thought that was fuckin’ bullshit, and he was about to say as much, but…

“I think whatever you would like me to do is what I want to do, sir,” he said sheepishly, biting his lip, feeling a bit shy to admit how much he wanted to be a good boy for Stede.

Stede met his eyes, checking in and making sure Ed didn’t want to say his word, and when he was sure Ed was really feeling good about the direction their play was moving, he nodded. “Alright. Keep going, there’s a good boy.”

Ed’s head tipped back with a loud groan as he lowered his hips again, quickly getting back to humping the grinder. He grunted in frustration as he tried to find that lovely angle again, his face heating and the fire of arousal in his gut building at the pitiful little mewls he was making.

“So lovely,” Stede praised him, stroking his sides and letting Ed brace himself on his shoulders as he rutted. “My sweet, perfect good boy.”

“Mhm.” Ed bit his lip, trying to chase the dull pleasure for as long as he could before he had to tell Stede he was getting close. “I’m - please, can I come? Please? I’m - close, Stede, fuck, please.”

“Lift your hips,” Stede instructed him mildly.

Ed groaned as he obediently lifted himself off the grinder. His hips moved without his permission, thrusting into the air in little aborted jerks, as if that would somehow grant him the friction he needed.

“Good boy.” Stede rubbed up and down Ed’s trembling thighs, but didn’t make him wait long. “Again, good boy.”

Ed whimpered, a loud desperate cry, as he got back to humping the toy. He was so sensitive and desperate that it didn’t take long for the pleasure to start building again, his body so exhausted and desperate to come that his pleasure felt sharp, jerking little cries out of him as he rutted against the toy.

His pleasure was beginning to feel so intense he was scared he wouldn’t be able to stop before Stede told him to, this time, so he tried to slow his hips, but Stede got a hand on his ass again to force him to hump the toy faster.

“Please,” Ed begged, his face scrunching in concentration. “Please, sir, please let me come. I’m so close, please. I’ve been a good boy, I’ve been your good boy, please.”

“You have been a good boy,” Stede agreed. “But just think - if it’s felt nice to come before, just imagine how nice it’ll feel after I make you wait for it! Up for me, Ed.”

Ed whimpered weakly as he lifted off the grinder, sniffling pathetically, and he nuzzled into Stede’s hand when Stede stroked his cheek.

“Doing so well,” Stede told him, and Ed smiled at the praise. “Such a good boy, Ed.”

Stede reached between Ed’s legs, not touching him but spreading Ed open so he could look at Ed’s stiff, wet cock. The area between his legs was wet and so sensitive that Ed couldn’t help jerking forward into even Stede’s light, teasing touches.

“So beautiful,” Stede said, pulling Ed down for a sweet, light kiss. “You’re amazing, Ed. So perfect, and such a good boy for me. Go ahead and keep playing with your toy - you can come whenever you like, now.”

Ed lowered his hips, whimpering softly at the stimulation against his sensitive cock. “Really?”

Stede smiled indulgently at him. “Really.”

“Thank you.” Ed pitched forward to rest his tired head against Stede’s chest, hiding his face again in the dark, warm safety of Stede’s neck as he moved, desperately humping the grinder with uncoordinated, sloppy rolls of his hips. “Thank you, sir, thank you.”

“My good boy.” Stede kissed Ed’s forehead, holding him close with one hand while cupping his ass with the other, helping Ed keep the rolls of his hips steady. “You’re doing such a good job, Ed. So desperate and needy, but you take your pleasure so well, you’re so good and obedient for me.”

“Mhm.” Ed gasped into Stede’s neck, grabbing blindly for Stede’s shoulders, his arms, as his back arched. The slick sound of him grinding against the pad filled the room, along with Ed’s needy little moans and whines.

As riled-up as Ed was, the imprecise friction of humping the pad, coupled with his wetness making the pad slippery, meant his pleasure kept building without cresting, but before Ed could even make a noise of frustration-

“My sweet little slut.” Stede’s hands rubbed gently over Ed’s hot skin, and he pressed a gentle kiss to Ed’s cheek. “You’re always such a good whore for me, Ed. Such a good boy. You were made for this, made to let me play with you and make you feel good.”

“Mm - I’m gonna come,” Ed gasped, the rolls of his hips turning sharp and frantic.

“Come for me.” Ed could feel Stede smiling as he bent his neck to whisper in his ear. “Come for me just like this, humping my leg like a good boy, like the desperate little slut you are.”

Ed let out a long, deep sigh as he finally came, rolling his hips in tight, uncoordinated jerks as the pleasure crested and washed over him. It felt like it lasted forever, leaving him gasping and whining loudly into Stede’s neck, his legs trembling as he finally found his release.

“Such a good boy,” Stede praised him as he came down. “Amazing, Ed. You did so, so well.”

Ed’s body finally relaxed, and he slumped against Stede with a tired whimper. “Shit, man. Where do you find this stuff? Where do you get these ideas?”

“You have always praised my outside-the-box thinking,” Stede said merrily, as if he hadn’t been in full Confident Dom Voice mode a few seconds ago.

Ed didn’t realize there were tears on his cheeks until he looked up and Stede’s eyebrows furrowed in concern.

Stede reached to wipe the dried tears from his cheeks. “Are you okay? Too much? Did I hurt you?”

“No, no, man, seriously, it was perfect.” Ed scrubbed at his cheeks with his knuckles. “I just - how are you so good at this? How are you so good at knowing what I need before I know it?”

“Oh.” Stede shrugged cheerfully. “Just part of the job description, I guess.”

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It was almost night eight, the last night of Hanukkah, and Ed was maybe being a tiny bit of a brat.

See, he already knew what his present for the last night was going to be, because it had been the one thing he’d specifically asked for. It was a high-end rabbit vibrator that had a nice, deep thrusting action, and a raised massager section to absolutely pound that perfect spot inside him, and another massager on the shaft right where the toy would stretch him open, so he’d get plenty of sensation around the sensitive rim of his hole. The external vibrator, too, had several powerful modes that he was sure would feel great on his cock, designed to fit perfectly around him so he wouldn’t be able to squirm away.

Point was, Ed was really excited to get that thing inside him.

And he might’ve maybe pushed his luck, just a little bit.

All day, he’d been hanging off Stede like a cat in heat, trying to goad him into giving him his present early. He’d held onto him, been extra clingy and needy, nipped at his lips when he went in for a kiss. Tried to grind their hips together. Tried to deepen kisses. Sat around pouting and giving Stede his biggest, saddest eyes when he ignored his advances.

And Stede had remained infuriatingly strong. Kisses had stayed chaste. Stede had never ignored him, really, just kept his own touches light and sweet and refused to deepen them.

Stede had been strong.

Until Ed finally threw caution to the wind and flounced around the house in just a towel after he took a shower, pretending he “couldn’t find his clothes.” 

Stede apparently had enough at that.

He straddled Ed on the couch, kissing him deeply, sighing in delight when Ed immediately reached to grab at his ass, pull him as close as possible.

“You are such a brat,” he sighed, and then he slipped off Ed’s lap, leaving an affectionate hand on his thigh. “Spread your legs, Ed.”

Ed obeyed, immediately and eagerly. Looked like he’d be getting his present early after all-

Stede took the remote-control vibe from night three out of his jacket pocket, and Ed tilted his head in confusion.

“Here’s the deal, bucko,” Stede told him, kneeling between Ed’s spread thighs. “Since you apparently need to be touched so badly, you’re going to wear this, on the lowest settings, until it’s time for your present tonight. You’re not going to be allowed to touch yourself at all. You just have to prove you’re my good boy and take it. Am I understood?”

Ed bit his lip, but he nodded hastily. There were only a few hours left, he could take it! This was better than nothing!

He squirmed, whimpering softly, as Stede eased the toy in. He’d been so on-edge that he was very sensitive, even with the toy turned off, and Stede barely gave him time to adjust before he flicked the vibrations on.

“Good boy.” Stede spread him open with a thumb, watching Ed’s cock twitched as it was tortured by the vibrations of the toy, and then nodded, standing up. “Go get dressed, Ed.”

Ed gave him the most pitiful look he could manage, but Stede just kissed him on the forehead and walked away.

And Ed had tried to be good. Really, he had! His limbs felt shaky as he got dressed, but he’d managed, and Stede kept the vibrations of the toy low enough it was just an ever-present stimulation that really did feel very pleasant, but not nearly enough to get him off or feel like torture.

But then Stede turned the vibrations up a bit. And, yeah, that was torture, because it still wasn’t nearly enough to get him off but it made him fucking desperate.

Ed still tried to be good. Squeezing his legs together hadn’t afforded him a lot of pleasure, anyway. And when he finally snapped and straddled a pillow between his thighs, humping it in desperate rolls of his hips…that was harder to excuse, but, like, he wasn’t a saint. He’d stopped before he could get himself off, anyway, wanting to be a good boy for Stede.

He managed to keep it together, and when Stede finally guided him to their bedroom and grabbed the box with tonight’s present, he practically sobbed with relief.

“Oh, Ed.” Stede beamed broadly at him as he pushed him down to the bed, immediately reaching to undo the buttons on Ed’s pants, and Ed arched up into the contact. He knew he looked like a desperate slut, his skin sweaty, his hole sopping wet, his cock rock-hard. “Look at you. Such a good boy for me, aren’t you?”

To his utter mortification, Ed burst into tears, shaking his head frantically.

“Shh, sweet pea, it’s okay.” Stede instantly had the toy turned off, easing it from his wet, sensitive hole. “Do we need to stop, love? Too much?”

“No, please, I don’t want to stop.” Ed sobbed, his breath heaving. He hadn’t been planning on telling Stede he’d misbehaved, but he leaned into how pathetic it made him feel, and how safe to know Stede would take care of him. “I was bad, sir. I’m so sorry. I didn’t listen when you told me I couldn’t touch myself.”

Stede’s thumbs soothed the tear tracks down his cheeks. “Ed, love, you’re not bad just because you were a little disobedient. I know I gave you a very hard rule tonight, and I wasn’t expecting you to be perfect. I know you can be a bit of a brat.”

“I don’t want to be a brat,” Ed wailed. “I want to be good for you.”

“You are good, Ed, you’re so good for me.” Stede looked down at him with absolute adoration. “Do you want something softer tonight, Ed? Or do you feel like you want to be punished? It’s completely up to you, I won’t be disappointed either way.”

Ed took Stede’s hand, pressing it to his cheek so he could nuzzle into his palm. “I think I’d like you to punish me, please. I - I was a bad slut, sir.”

Stede’s breath shook as he exhaled quickly to maintain his control, and Ed gave him a smile. Game on.

“Alright.” Stede’s hand slipped beneath Ed’s shirt, making him groan as he teased at his nipples. “Why do you need to be punished tonight, sweet thing?”

“Because I was disobedient,” Ed explained, his back arching as he tried to push himself into Stede’s teasing touches as Stede slipped his shirt off. It felt deliciously humiliating to explain to Stede how he’d disobeyed his directions. “I tried to hump a pillow to get myself off, even though you told me not to play with myself.”

Stede quirked an eyebrow. “Did you come?”

“No, sir,” Ed hurried to clarify. “I promise I didn’t. I tried to be good after I remembered how much I want to be your good boy.”

“Hmm.” Stede trailed his hands down Ed’s body, resting his thumbs over his hipbones. “It sounds like you were a little disobedient, but you did well to control yourself once you remembered. You’re still my good boy, Ed.”

“Mhm.” Ed nodded frantically, biting his lip as he fought to keep his hips still. “I always want to be your good boy.”

Stede rewarded him by cupping him with one hand, his fingers resting over Ed’s cock, and Ed cried out at the gentle touch. “What do you think your punishment should be?”

Ed scrunched his eyes shut with the effort of staying still, preventing himself from rutting up into Stede’s hand. They’d done this a few times before, and he knew if he asked for something harsh, Stede would usually find something absolutely mind-blowing to offer instead. “I don’t think I should be allowed to come tonight, sir.”

“That seems a little harsh, doesn’t it?” Stede smiled, and Ed knew he’d struck gold. “I want you to pick a number between two and five, please.”

“Five,” Ed answered immediately. In for a penny, right?

“Brave,” Stede said with a quiet laugh.

“Have we met?” Ed giggled, and it was the best feeling in the world.

“Here’s what I’m going to do with you, Ed.” Stede grinded his hand down into Ed’s cock, and Ed’s eyes rolled back in his head. “Since you need to come so badly, I’m going to make you come five times in a row for me. Do you understand?”

“Yes, sir.” Ed bit his lip. That was a lot, but he knew, beyond a shadow of any doubt, that Stede would be keeping him safe, and would never push him too far. “I understand. I’m sorry that I tried to come without permission.”

“I know you are.” Stede kissed his forehead, soft and sweet, in the same instant increasing the pressure of his fingers on Ed’s cock.

Ed cried out, trying to rock down on his fingers, his need for Stede eclipsing even how much he wanted to play with the new toy he’d been so excited for. “I’m sorry, I promise I’m trying to be good. I just need you so bad - will you fuck me?”

“You’re so needy, aren’t you?” Stede held Ed’s hips still with his hands. “Haven’t you learned anything? Who’s in charge of your pleasure?”

Ed felt his cock twitch. “You are.”

“Exactly. Good boy.” Stede rolled up his shirt sleeves, leaning back on his heels between Ed’s thighs, and Ed’s mouth watered at the obvious bulge in his pants. “Now, since you need to come so bad, I’m going to suck your cock until you come in my mouth. Get you nice and pliant and obedient for me. What do you say?”

“Yes, please,” Ed begged.

Stede squeezed Ed’s thigh comfortingly, and that was all the warning he got before Stede got his mouth on his cock.

“Oh, yes, please,” Ed babbled, his hands shooting down to Stede’s hair. “Please.”

“Such a good boy,” Stede praised him, slipping up to his elbows so he could hold Ed open with his spread fingers, giving himself unrestricted access to Ed’s cock.

Ed’s eyes rolled back in his head as Stede sucked his cock. He whined shamelessly, keeping his hands on Stede’s hair but wanting to be a good boy too badly to try to direct him, just letting Stede control his pleasure.

Ed’s hips stuttered up, trying to rut into Stede’s mouth, and Stede pushed up on his ass, encouraging him. He fucked weakly up into Stede’s mouth, crying out helplessly as his pleasure built.

All too soon, Ed whined a warning. “I’m - close, fuck.”

Stede pulled off his cock, but continued to circle it with his fingers. “You can come whenever you feel like it, good boy.”

Ed didn’t wait to be told twice. He whimpered when Stede took his cock back into his mouth, immediately getting right back into trying to fuck his face. He cried out as he came, Stede bobbing his head on his cock as he worked him through it, his thighs trembling and his stomach heaving.

“Good boy,” Stede praised, and as he straightened up, he fucking licked his lips, and Ed moaned, his hips bucking up under Stede’s hands.

He felt loose and pliant as a chuckling Stede sat up, gently running his hands up Ed’s shaking thighs.

“So good for me,” Stede chuckled as he gently bent Ed’s knee, making sure he wasn’t getting sore. “I should keep you like this all the time, shouldn’t I? Let you squirt occasionally to keep you nice and docile for me.”

“Whatever you like, sir,” Ed agreed easily, humming as Stede ran his hands down his sides. “Thank you for letting me come.”

“You’re welcome, precious. You’re doing perfect.” Stede looked at him like he really was something precious, too. “How are you feeling? Good to continue?”

“Absolutely, sir.” Ed relaxed against the pillows, feeling safe and comfortable. He wasn’t totally convinced he had four more orgasms left in him, not at his age and not after the day he’d had. But if there was one thing he knew, it was that both him and Stede were stubborn, determined fuckers, and between the two of them, if they agreed something was going to happen, they could fucking make it happen.

Especially if it was something as fun as this.

“Good boy, Ed.” Stede beamed at him before leaning back and moving to get off the bed. Ed whined. “It’s okay, love. I want you to put on a show for me as I’m getting undressed. I want you to try to get yourself off on a pillow, just like you tried to do earlier. You already did it to be naughty, now I want you to be obedient for me.”

Ed groaned, nodding seriously, and he grabbed a pillow.

The pillows on their bed were soft, but he folded it so he could get a little bit more firmness to grind against, and he lowered himself over it and got right to it.

He hadn’t had time to properly come down from his first orgasm, so his cock was very sensitive, and he whimpered softly as he started humping the pillow. His back arched, and he mewled pitifully as he tried to get the right angle going to accomplish anything.

Stede folded his shirt. “Are you making yourself feel good, love?”

“Yes, sir.” Especially now that he wasn’t as riled up, Ed realized vaguely that all he could really do grinding against this soft pillow was tease himself.

“That’s it, love, you’re doing so well.” Stede folded his trousers, too, neatly lining up the seams. “You’re being such a good slut for me.”

“Yes, sir.” Ed whimpered, his thrusts growing sloppy and desperate. It felt nice, but he wasn’t getting anywhere, and he let out short grunts of frustration as he tried to find a good angle. He was so wet that he was practically soaking the pillow, making it much harder to get any friction on his cock.

Ed cried out weakly. “Stede.”

“Yes, love?” Stede looked at him with vague amusement, and Ed burned with humiliation. He knew he looked absolutely pathetic as he desperately humped the pillow, and he loved it.

Ed whined in frustration. “Please, I can’t do it. I need your help, please.”

“Oh, poor Ed.” Stede finally rejoined him on the bed, and Ed’s mouth watered at his beautiful cock, so hard it arched up towards his belly. “Do you need me to help you come?”

“Please, sir, please help me come,” Ed begged. “I want it so bad, please.”

“That’s a good boy.” Stede put his fingers firmly over Ed’s cock, circling around it, and Ed cried out at the firm friction. 

Ed kept his hips still with an effort, waiting for permission. “Can I hump your hand, please?”

“You can, good boy.” Stede chuckled softly when Ed eagerly obeyed the order, rutting into his fingers with desperate twitches of his hips. “Does it feel good, rubbing yourself all over my hand like that?”

“So good,” Ed whimpered. Now that he had not only the friction but the beautiful sight of a naked Stede in front of him, he could feel his orgasm barreling up. “Thank you, thank you.”

“You’re welcome, sweetheart.” Stede rubbed little circles around Ed’s cock, still making him do most of the work but increasing his pleasure, and Ed’s head fell back on a choked moan.

Ed’s legs trembled as he rolled his hips up into Stede’s hand. “May I please come?”

Stede bent to kiss his forehead. “You don’t have to ask tonight, Ed.”

Ed shook apart, grinding into Stede’s hand as his orgasm tore through him. It was harder than the first, and he gasped and mewled as Stede rubbed him through the aftershocks, trembling under his hand, his hips twitching weakly.

Ed panted, whimpering as Stede kept gently circling his cock, the pressure on his sensitive cock almost painful. “Stede, I finished, I finished.”

“Oh, sweet pea. Just because you’ve come doesn’t mean we’ve finished.” Stede’s grin was sharp and toothy. “That’s only your second orgasm.”

Ed swallowed. “Are you going to fuck me now? Please?”

“Not yet, love.” Stede bent to kiss him, deep and heavy, and he kept gently teasing Ed’s cock, making Ed gasp into his mouth. “I thought you were excited for your present?”

“Yes, I am,” Ed nodded eagerly as Stede stood up, lightly stroking his own cock. His mouth watered at the sight. 

When Stede returned with the new rabbit vibrator, Ed immediately flopped onto his back, spreading his legs wide. He bit his lip, his face heating at how Stede’s eyes eagerly traced up and down his body.

“You’re so beautiful, Ed.” Stede knelt again between Ed’s legs, hooking his knees around his waist and spreading him open with his fingers. “So beautiful.”

Stede slipped the new toy easily into Ed’s wet hole, and Ed groaned in relief, shifting his hips up.

“Oh, good boy.” Stede turned on the vibrator’s internal movement, and Ed moaned loudly as it started massaging his hole from the inside. “Does that feel good?”

“So good.” Ed’s head fell back as Stede turned on the external vibrator, whining as it rumbled against his oversensitive cock. “Please, that’s - too much, so much, please.”

“I know, love.” Stede held his eyes, making sure Ed wasn’t too overwhelmed to remember his safe word. “But you look so beautiful taking it - I love watching you like this, taking all the pleasure I can give you. You wouldn’t want to make me wait, would you?”

Ed shook his head frantically. He loved knowing that Stede got off on watching him, on giving Ed pleasure. “No, never. Please keep playing with me.”

“That’s a good boy.” Stede chuckled lightly as Ed’s hips started rolling in the air as he clenched around the vibrator.

His third orgasm took longer than the first two, but Stede played with him for as long as it took, adjusting the vibrator until he hit the perfect angle and Ed was whimpering and trembling, his legs quivering and his breaths heaving. When he did come, it was so powerful he positively screamed, tears streaming down his face.

“Good boy,” Stede praised, gripping the base of his own cock. He hadn’t taken out the toy, but had at least had mercy on Ed and turned off the vibrations. “You did so well, didn’t you?”

“I want to please you, sir,” Ed cried, his breath hitching as Stede wiped his tears away. “Thank you for making me come.”

“You’re welcome, love.” Stede kissed him, gentle and soothing, before turning the toy’s vibrations on again.

Ed cried out weakly, reflexively trying to pull his thighs together to protect his oversensitive cock, unable to close his spread legs with how Stede had him held open. “I’m sorry,” he whimpered, “it’s just so sensitive.”

“I know, sweet man. You’re so sensitive, aren’t you?” Stede’s frown grew a touch deeper. “Do you want to be done, love? You’ve done so well, we can be done now if you want.”

“No, sir. I want to keep going.” Ed shook his head stubbornly. “That was only three. I have to learn my lesson, and for that, you said you have to make me come five times.”

“Clever boy.” Stede kissed him with more heat, that time, pulling his lower lip between his teeth, and Ed whined into his mouth. He gently teased the toy, shallowly fucking Ed with it. “How do you feel, love?”

“It’s so much, but it’s so good.” Ed rocked down into his teasing touches, his mouth wide open and begging. His entire body was trembling, his hard cock and his stretched hole oversensitive. “I feel like I belong to you, like I’m yours.”

“You are mine. You’re mine, and I’m yours.” Stede finally, blessedly, firmly gripped the base of the toy and began to fuck him with it, keeping the external vibrator firmly pressed against his cock with his other hand. “The sight of you like this, Ed, it is…magnificent. Being so good for me, so overwhelmed but so needy and desperate to be played with…you bring me to my knees, Ed, really you do.”

“I love you, Stede,” Ed whimpered as Stede fucked him with the toy. He was so wet that the noise was slick and loud.

“And I love you.” Stede bent to kiss him, fucking him harder with the vibrator, nailing just the right angle to make him shake and sob with overwhelmed pleasure. “You’re so wet and open for me, love. All fucked out and still so desperate for more, aren’t you?”

“Always, for you,” Ed nodded frantically. Stede was hitting the right spot with every stroke of the toy inside him, forcing him towards another orgasm. He was so wet that the toy’s slide was beautiful and frictionless and not as painful as it might otherwise have been after coming so many times, but he was still sensitive in a way that made everything feel like too much. “Stede, sir, I’m - I’m scared.”

“Scared?” Stede slowed the thrusts, but didn’t stop. “Why’s that, love?”

“It’s going to hurt,” Ed whined, embarrassed of his own fear but in that mindlessly submissive place where he trusted Stede to help him through it. “It’s so much, it’s going to hurt when you make me come again.”

“Ah.” The pace of the toy kicked back up again, and Ed threw his head back, his hips bucking under the relentless pleasure. “Too much pleasure can begin to hurt, can’t it?”

Ed felt his face screw up, overwhelmed tears sliding down his cheeks. The relentless, mechanical pressure of the toy on just the right spot inside him was driving him quickly towards his fourth orgasm, like it or not. “Stede, sir, please, it’s so much!”

Stede’s pace slowed as he waited to see if Ed would say his word, and he quickly ramped up the intensity again when he didn’t. “It’s okay, sweet pea,” he soothed, his soothing voice in direct contrast to the brutal way he was fucking Ed with the toy. “You’re doing so well, aren’t you?”

“Stede,” Ed wailed, panting nervously. “Please, I’m so scared. Please help me, sir.”

“Poor Ed.” Stede kissed his forehead, and as he leaned over him, the angle he was fucking him with somehow got even deeper. “It’s so much, isn’t it?”

Ed screamed, his eyes squeezing shut, his sensitive hole spasming in overwhelming jolts of painful pleasure. “Please.”

Stede took one of Ed’s hands, squeezing his fingers. “I’ve got you, love, just let it happen.”

“Stede,” Ed whimpered as he felt his orgasm begin to flare up, his legs shaking uncontrollably. 

“Just let it happen, good boy.” Stede grinded the toy directly into that wonderful angle, direct and relentless.

Ed wailed as he came, his hips bucking and his thighs flexing as he sobbed through it. He wasn't very surprised when he felt a gush of liquid around the toy as the overwhelming pleasure made him squirt. Stede fucked him with the toy throughout, milking him through the devastating aftershocks, but had the mercy to remove the vibrator when his orgasm had finally subsided.

“Thank you,” Ed whimpered as soon as he regained coherence. His entire body was shaking, but he felt shockingly empty without the toy in him, and he mindlessly humped the air, desperate to feel something inside him. “Will you fuck me now? Please, I’ve been so good.”

“You are a wonder, my good boy.” Stede smiled down at him, brushing his sweaty hair away from his forehead before lining himself up. “I don’t want you to hold back now, Ed - you can have your last orgasm whenever you feel like it. Are you ready?”

“Yes, sir, please,” Ed confirmed, and he whimpered as Stede entered him in one steady thrust, his eyes sliding shut. 

His hole was desperately oversensitive, and his face twisted up and he cried out as he was filled with Stede’s thick cock, more filling and more devastating than the vibrator had been. “Can you wait before you move, please?”

“Of course, love.” Stede was a comforting, wonderful weight over him, tucking his face into Ed’s neck before sucking a bruise over his collarbone, leaning over him enough to give him beautiful, too-much friction against his cock. “Just let me know when I can fuck you, good boy.”

Stede must have been dying to come after teasing him for so long, but he was patient as Ed recovered, only letting out occasional soft hisses as Ed’s overwhelmed hole throbbed and pulsed around his cock. He kissed him, and nuzzled their noses together, and whispered soothing praises into his ear, until Ed felt the heat of desperation kick up again in his belly, until he was whimpering and mewling and pressing back into his cock.

“Now,” Ed whispered. “Please fuck me, please.”

“With pleasure, sweetheart,” Stede whispered, gentle and soft.

Stede pulled almost all the way out before slamming in, immediately setting a strong, brutal pace, each thrust knocking the breath from Ed’s lungs. He let out a string of high-pitched, whiny uhn-uhn-uhns, along with high warbling moans, as he was fucked, his head lolling back and his hips bucking unevenly under Stede’s hands.

“It’s so much,” Ed wailed, his eyes fluttering shut.

Stede caught his lips in a hungry kiss. “Do you feel good, Ed? Does it hurt?”

“It hurts, but it feels good.” Ed felt too weak to push back into Stede’s thrusts, like he was just a warm, wet, raw thing for Stede to fuck, and he cried out softly. “Please don’t stop, please, it feels so good.”

“Good boy.” Stede kissed him, pulling his hips down into his thrusts. Ed became a bundle of sensitive, exhausted nerves, and all he could do was tremble and press against Stede, desperate to be good for his husband despite the overwhelming pleasure. “Such a good boy, Ed.”

His hips quivered uncontrollably in Stede’s hands, and he couldn’t stop the tears streaming down his face or the unintelligible, babbling praises falling from his lips.

“I love you,” he finally realized he was chanting. “I love you, I love you.”

“I love you so much, Ed,” Stede managed, his breaths coming in great heaving pants. “You’re doing so good for me, so good, you feel so good for me.”

“Your cock is so big and deep inside me,” Ed whined, punctuating it by grinding weakly down into Stede’s cock. “You feel so good.”

“Are you going to come for me, Ed?” Stede brought a hand down, rubbing against Ed’s cock. “Can you come one last time for me?”

Ed fought to hold his eyes open as he was fucked, not wanting to miss the ecstasy on his husband’s face. “Can you order me to?”

“Of course, beautiful.” Stede grinded deep inside him, the sopping noises of his wetness filling the room, and Ed whimpered. “Come for me, good boy.”

And Ed did, gasping and shaking and screaming through it, crying out in delight when Stede followed him immediately over the edge. They grinded into each other, prolonging their orgasms as they shook together through the aftershocks.

Yeah, Ed thought triumphantly, his eyes slipping closed as they lay breathing together in the afterglow. The two of them, they could do anything they set their minds to.

It felt like an eternity until Stede eased up onto his elbows.

“I’m going to pull out, love,” he warned Ed, his voice apologetic. “I’ve gone down a bit, but I think you’ll still be sore.”

“Go ‘head,” Ed mumbled.

He hissed as Stede slipped his softening cock out, his fucked-out hole throbbing and his face scrunching up. He was, predictably, terribly sensitive.

“Does it hurt?” Stede worried immediately, and it made Ed smile.

“Just a little tender,” Ed soothed. “Fancy a cuddle?”

“After I clean us up - don’t even start, Ed, we’re filthy.”

“Mm.” Ed didn’t have the strength to really argue, especially not when Stede was very obviously right. “But-”

“No buts,” Stede said firmly as he straightened up and hurried off to fetch what he needed. “Everything feel alright?”

Ed pouted mostly for show as he stretched his sore limbs, but he was unable to resist a giggle when Stede came back and bent to kiss the tip of his nose. “Everything feels good, Stede. Just…fuckin’ exhausted, if I’m being honest with you. Really excited for that cuddle.”

“I know you are, love.” Stede smiled as he ran a cool cloth along Ed’s sweaty skin, helping him feel at least a bit more clean, and Ed hummed. “Is it okay if I clean between your legs, or are you too sore? You can do it yourself if you want.”

Ed just spread his legs in invitation, wincing slightly at the stretch in his sore muscles, and Stede whispered apologies as he gently cleaned his tender hole. He was careful to avoid his sensitive cock, cleaning him up with such obvious care and love Ed figured it would have made him tear up if he wasn’t already all cried out.

Stede let Ed rest as he got them ready for bed, dressing Ed in his softest and most comfortable pajamas. He chatted quietly as he found his own pajamas, and he must have known his voice was a comfort for Ed, even if he was too sleepy to really listen.

“Hey, Stede?” Ed hummed happily when Stede finally slipped into bed with him, holding him from behind, wrapping his arms around Ed’s waist. “This was…nice. This whole thing. Thank you.”

“Well, it was nice for me, too,” Stede chuckled. “You weren’t the only one who had a nice time. I mean, there wasn’t nothing happening on my dick.”

“Dude, I’m trying to be sincere, and you’re kinda fucking it up.”

Stede buried a laugh into the back of Ed’s neck. “Ed, I want you to feel happy and safe and comfortable, and sex is part of that, you know? You’ve deserved this.”

“Huh,” Ed muttered, holding Stede’s hands, keeping him pressed close. “I deserved this.”

Stede smiled, hooking his chin over Ed’s shoulder to kiss his cheek. “Besides, you don’t even know what I have planned for next Hanukkah yet.”