Vance/Ed Drabble
by
Matt
Sometimes I can't believe myself. Warchief under a tiny brat on roller-skates, a member of one of the lamest-sounding gangs in New York. The Punks. Creative, right? Still, I can't really complain.
Back before I joined I was on the streets. My parents kicked me out and, with no family to go to, I ended up sleeping in alleys. When Vance found me I thought he was some twerp, just someone to beat up for kicks. Boy, was I wrong.
Short? Skinny? Sure. Weak? Hell no. Before I knew, hell, even before he knew, what was going on I was pressed against a wall, hands pinned to my sides, his lips pressed to mine. I'm not saying I didn't like it. Hell, I was excited! But he pulled away as soon as he realized what he was doing. Thing is, I'm a head and a half taller than him when he's on roller-skates!
He tells me to follow him, and I do. I don't know what it is, but being dominated by the short-ass twerp was exciting. He introduced himself as Vance and I gave him my name. When we got to the headquarters he introduced me to the rest of the gang and pulled me into his room.
Before I can put 2 and 2 together our clothiers are off, I'm pinned to the bed, and he's inside me. When 2 and 2 finally come together I realized I was bitch to…to Vance. And I liked it. Every night we go out, wreck someone's shit, and come home. We go from Warlord and Warchief to Dom and Bitch. It isn't much of a change, really, but it was a change I could dig.
The thing about nights spent with Vance, which is every night, is that they're rough. If my tiny Warlord was pissed, we'd fight first, but when we fucked it was never graceful or kind. I was his bitch and I knew it.
Part of the reason I accepted, even liked, being this tiny fuck's bitch was how…caring he really was. After he finished, and I always finished first, we'd curl up together, him in my arms, and sleep. For whatever small amount of time the stress of being a warlord, who by all intents and purposes could be called a wimp, disappeared because of me, and I loved it. I loved him.