Adam/Wil: Where's My Slave?
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wolfanficsTitle: Where’s My Slave?
Author: Sashataakheru
Fandom: AusComedy/MICF
Characters: Adam Hills, Wil Anderson, mentions of Hamish Blake, Russell Howard, Mark Watson and Ed Byrne.
Pairings: Adam/Wil, with implied Adam/Hamish, Adam/Russell, Russell/Mark, and Mark/Ed
Prompt: #28 Dominant for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
50kinkyways
Word Count: 1,311
Warnings: smut, swearing, bondage themes
Rating: FRAO
Disclaimer: I don’t know them, not associated with them, just a slashy fangirl admirer with a very active imagination.
Table: http://wolfanfics.livejournal.com/10809.html
Progress: 14/50
Author's Notes/Summary: What? Wil asked where his slave was. You knew this was coming. :P MICF is just one big excuse for comedian sex. *nods*
Where’s My Slave?
Your slave awaits you, was all Adam had sent. Wil had to laugh. He should’ve expected such a response from him. It wasn’t often Wil was in a mood to dom, but if Adam was going to be so accommodating, how could he resist? He had a feeling he knew exactly where Adam would be waiting for him, but he wanted him to tell him, just to be sure. Where?, he texted back. You know where. Have leather, gag & cuffs, Adam sent back. Adam really was in a mood to sub. Be there in ten, Wil sent.
He grinned to himself as he headed out to catch a taxi back to his hotel. When he got to his room, he was surprised to find the corridor empty. He wondered where Adam was. If he wasn’t outside then he must be- Wil opened the door to find Adam kneeling by the bed, cuffs on his wrists, ball gag sitting so beautifully in his mouth, collar around his neck, as good as naked before him.
“Well, well, well. What have we got here?” Wil said, walking into the room after closing the door behind him. He knelt in front of Adam and lifted his chin up. Adam smiled at him as best be could. “I should punish you for getting Hamish to tie you up before I got here and spoiling all my fun. Ah well. We’ll just have to do it my way. On your feet,” Wil said, standing up.
Adam got to his feet as he’d been told. He stood there motionless as Wil freed him from the restraints and laid them on the bed. Adam thought about playing up, but he could tell Wil wasn’t in the mood for that so he remained still.
The first thing Wil did once Adam was free was grab his face and kiss him. Adam melted at his touch. He didn’t often left Wil dom, but he always enjoyed it when he did. The second thing Wil did was place the collar around Adam’s neck himself. It seemed like such a superfluous gesture in light of everything, but Wil wanted to assert his control so he collared him.
“You know how hard it was to stay away from you all night, especially when I saw you practically drooling whenever Russell came past. You going to take him later?” Wil said.
“I’ve already had him. I want him again. I’m going to try and convince Hamish to play along. Can you imagine them both naked in collars at my feet?” Adam said, slightly breaking out of his submissive mindset for a moment at the image in his head.
“When did you take him?” Wil said.
“When I was in London last. I think he’ll be good competition for Hamish. Besides, it’s his first Festival. Gotta show him a good time,” Adam said.
“You sure Mark will let you steal him like that? I’ve heard he’s a bit possessive about him,” Wil said.
“I’ll deal with Mark later. Besides, he’s got his hands full with Ed. Russell’s mine for the taking,” Adam said.
“You are such a slut, Adam Hills,” Wil said.
“And you’re not?” Adam countered with a grin.
“Fair point. Now shut up. I wanna tie you up and fuck you,” Wil said.
“As you wish, Master,” Adam said.
“Kneel. And be quiet. No speaking unless I say so,” Wil said.
Adam bowed his head and knelt, hands in his lap, waiting for Wil. He noticed him take the cuffs off the bed and offered his wrists to him.
“Behind your back. I’ve got something extra special for you,” Wil said, throwing the cuffs aside.
Adam complied, holding his arms behind his back. Adam was expecting cuffs, not a sheath of leather sliding up his arms. He tried to look behind him to see what Wil was doing, but Wil hit his head sharply, not wanting him to see the arm binder until he was done with it.
“No peeking. Eyes to the front. I’ve acquired some new toys since we last met, and I’d love an opportunity to try them out,” Wil said.
“Yes, Master.”
Wil took his time strapping Adam’s arms into the arm binder. He wasn’t entirely sure why he felt it was necessary, but he’d go with it and see what came to mind. If all else failed, he could just tie him up and leave him all night.
“There. Done. It’s not too tight, is it?” Wil said once he’d finished with the buckles, locks and ties.
“It’s fine, Master,” Adam said, struggling to move his arms. It was an awkward position for his arms and he wasn’t quite used to it. It wasn’t too uncomfortable, and Adam could tell Wil hadn’t done it up as tight as he could have. It was still tight, but it wasn’t so tight it was unbearably uncomfortable.
Wil came and stood in front of Adam again. He leant down and grabbed the gag without looking away from him. After another heated kiss, Wil gagged him before stepping back to admire his work.
“Beautiful. You really should sub more often. You look gorgeous all tied up like that,” Wil said with a half-smile.
Adam bowed his head slightly in acknowledgement.
“Bed. Now. I need a fuck and I need it now,” Wil said, pushing Adam in the direction of the bed.
Adam lay on his stomach as best he could, not being able to move his arms and all. Wil spent a few moments getting him in position before he couldn’t hold back any longer. Adam was looking far too sexy all tied up like that and if Wil didn’t take him then, well, he wasn’t sure he could survive if he didn’t do something about the wanton lust he was feeling.
Adam let out a soft moan as Wil pushed inside him. Wil pinned him to the bed. Adam tried not to move too much as Wil fucked him, loving his hands digging into his shoulders, keeping him down. Adam quickly synched with Wil’s rhythm, pushing against his thrusting in a bid to come first, but Wil wouldn’t have a bar of it.
“Can’t you hang on for me? Or is that too much for a puny slave like you?” Wil said, giving his arse a quick slap.
Chastised, Adam settled again, trying his best to hold on until he felt Wil was about to come. It wasn’t easy, but somehow Adam managed it, concentrating on the noises escaping Wil’s lips in a bid to work out how close he was. He got his sign when Wil dug his fingers into his shoulders harder than before, matching his hard thrusting as he came. Wil lingered, lying on top of Adam as he calmed his ragged breathing.
“You’re fucking amazing, you know. I’m so jealous of Hamish,” was all Wil said before he got up off him, grabbing the keys required to free Adam from the restraints.
Adam lay still, not in any mood to realise what Wil was trying to tell him. Wil freed his arms first, throwing the arm binder aside as he pulled Adam up so he was sitting beside him. Wil carefully undid the gag, letting it drop to the bed as he kissed Adam again. He couldn’t help it. He loved kissing him.
“Did your slave please you, Master?” Adam said as Wil stopped kissing him for a moment, content to gaze into his eyes.
“You did very well. Did you enjoy yourself?” Wil said.
“Yes, Master,” Adam said.
Wil just kissed him again, running his hands through his hair. Adam was pressed into the bed again as Wil lay on top of him, kissing him. Adam held him back, not caring what else Wil had in mind. They were together; what else mattered?
Author: Sashataakheru
Fandom: AusComedy/MICF
Characters: Adam Hills, Wil Anderson, mentions of Hamish Blake, Russell Howard, Mark Watson and Ed Byrne.
Pairings: Adam/Wil, with implied Adam/Hamish, Adam/Russell, Russell/Mark, and Mark/Ed
Prompt: #28 Dominant for
50kinkyways Word Count: 1,311
Warnings: smut, swearing, bondage themes
Rating: FRAO
Disclaimer: I don’t know them, not associated with them, just a slashy fangirl admirer with a very active imagination.
Table: http://wolfanfics.livejournal.com/10809.html
Progress: 14/50
Author's Notes/Summary: What? Wil asked where his slave was. You knew this was coming. :P MICF is just one big excuse for comedian sex. *nods*
Where’s My Slave?
Your slave awaits you, was all Adam had sent. Wil had to laugh. He should’ve expected such a response from him. It wasn’t often Wil was in a mood to dom, but if Adam was going to be so accommodating, how could he resist? He had a feeling he knew exactly where Adam would be waiting for him, but he wanted him to tell him, just to be sure. Where?, he texted back. You know where. Have leather, gag & cuffs, Adam sent back. Adam really was in a mood to sub. Be there in ten, Wil sent.
He grinned to himself as he headed out to catch a taxi back to his hotel. When he got to his room, he was surprised to find the corridor empty. He wondered where Adam was. If he wasn’t outside then he must be- Wil opened the door to find Adam kneeling by the bed, cuffs on his wrists, ball gag sitting so beautifully in his mouth, collar around his neck, as good as naked before him.
“Well, well, well. What have we got here?” Wil said, walking into the room after closing the door behind him. He knelt in front of Adam and lifted his chin up. Adam smiled at him as best be could. “I should punish you for getting Hamish to tie you up before I got here and spoiling all my fun. Ah well. We’ll just have to do it my way. On your feet,” Wil said, standing up.
Adam got to his feet as he’d been told. He stood there motionless as Wil freed him from the restraints and laid them on the bed. Adam thought about playing up, but he could tell Wil wasn’t in the mood for that so he remained still.
The first thing Wil did once Adam was free was grab his face and kiss him. Adam melted at his touch. He didn’t often left Wil dom, but he always enjoyed it when he did. The second thing Wil did was place the collar around Adam’s neck himself. It seemed like such a superfluous gesture in light of everything, but Wil wanted to assert his control so he collared him.
“You know how hard it was to stay away from you all night, especially when I saw you practically drooling whenever Russell came past. You going to take him later?” Wil said.
“I’ve already had him. I want him again. I’m going to try and convince Hamish to play along. Can you imagine them both naked in collars at my feet?” Adam said, slightly breaking out of his submissive mindset for a moment at the image in his head.
“When did you take him?” Wil said.
“When I was in London last. I think he’ll be good competition for Hamish. Besides, it’s his first Festival. Gotta show him a good time,” Adam said.
“You sure Mark will let you steal him like that? I’ve heard he’s a bit possessive about him,” Wil said.
“I’ll deal with Mark later. Besides, he’s got his hands full with Ed. Russell’s mine for the taking,” Adam said.
“You are such a slut, Adam Hills,” Wil said.
“And you’re not?” Adam countered with a grin.
“Fair point. Now shut up. I wanna tie you up and fuck you,” Wil said.
“As you wish, Master,” Adam said.
“Kneel. And be quiet. No speaking unless I say so,” Wil said.
Adam bowed his head and knelt, hands in his lap, waiting for Wil. He noticed him take the cuffs off the bed and offered his wrists to him.
“Behind your back. I’ve got something extra special for you,” Wil said, throwing the cuffs aside.
Adam complied, holding his arms behind his back. Adam was expecting cuffs, not a sheath of leather sliding up his arms. He tried to look behind him to see what Wil was doing, but Wil hit his head sharply, not wanting him to see the arm binder until he was done with it.
“No peeking. Eyes to the front. I’ve acquired some new toys since we last met, and I’d love an opportunity to try them out,” Wil said.
“Yes, Master.”
Wil took his time strapping Adam’s arms into the arm binder. He wasn’t entirely sure why he felt it was necessary, but he’d go with it and see what came to mind. If all else failed, he could just tie him up and leave him all night.
“There. Done. It’s not too tight, is it?” Wil said once he’d finished with the buckles, locks and ties.
“It’s fine, Master,” Adam said, struggling to move his arms. It was an awkward position for his arms and he wasn’t quite used to it. It wasn’t too uncomfortable, and Adam could tell Wil hadn’t done it up as tight as he could have. It was still tight, but it wasn’t so tight it was unbearably uncomfortable.
Wil came and stood in front of Adam again. He leant down and grabbed the gag without looking away from him. After another heated kiss, Wil gagged him before stepping back to admire his work.
“Beautiful. You really should sub more often. You look gorgeous all tied up like that,” Wil said with a half-smile.
Adam bowed his head slightly in acknowledgement.
“Bed. Now. I need a fuck and I need it now,” Wil said, pushing Adam in the direction of the bed.
Adam lay on his stomach as best he could, not being able to move his arms and all. Wil spent a few moments getting him in position before he couldn’t hold back any longer. Adam was looking far too sexy all tied up like that and if Wil didn’t take him then, well, he wasn’t sure he could survive if he didn’t do something about the wanton lust he was feeling.
Adam let out a soft moan as Wil pushed inside him. Wil pinned him to the bed. Adam tried not to move too much as Wil fucked him, loving his hands digging into his shoulders, keeping him down. Adam quickly synched with Wil’s rhythm, pushing against his thrusting in a bid to come first, but Wil wouldn’t have a bar of it.
“Can’t you hang on for me? Or is that too much for a puny slave like you?” Wil said, giving his arse a quick slap.
Chastised, Adam settled again, trying his best to hold on until he felt Wil was about to come. It wasn’t easy, but somehow Adam managed it, concentrating on the noises escaping Wil’s lips in a bid to work out how close he was. He got his sign when Wil dug his fingers into his shoulders harder than before, matching his hard thrusting as he came. Wil lingered, lying on top of Adam as he calmed his ragged breathing.
“You’re fucking amazing, you know. I’m so jealous of Hamish,” was all Wil said before he got up off him, grabbing the keys required to free Adam from the restraints.
Adam lay still, not in any mood to realise what Wil was trying to tell him. Wil freed his arms first, throwing the arm binder aside as he pulled Adam up so he was sitting beside him. Wil carefully undid the gag, letting it drop to the bed as he kissed Adam again. He couldn’t help it. He loved kissing him.
“Did your slave please you, Master?” Adam said as Wil stopped kissing him for a moment, content to gaze into his eyes.
“You did very well. Did you enjoy yourself?” Wil said.
“Yes, Master,” Adam said.
Wil just kissed him again, running his hands through his hair. Adam was pressed into the bed again as Wil lay on top of him, kissing him. Adam held him back, not caring what else Wil had in mind. They were together; what else mattered?
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