After retying the thin itchy rope underneath Loki's balls, Bull carefully unbound and moved his messy love to the bed, chuckling at the way the other whined quietly and flopped into the soft sheets, his inner thighs and rear messy with the warrior's semen.

"Tired already love?" He teased.

Loki whined at him. "Kind of?"

"So you aren't up for round two then?" Bull ran his hands along Loki's sides, smirking slightly.

"Didn't say that..." Loki arched into the touch and wiggled a bit, getting a smirk from the warrior. Iron Bull shifted and reached for Loki's wrists, shifting him out of the cuffs and putting a new pair on each with their own hoops, Loki watching with lazy green eyes.

"Good...up on your knees, shoulders into the bed and hands down towards your ankles." Bull ordered, watching the other comply with the order, rear raised to the air. Slowly smoothing his hands over the others rear and the rope that tied him, Iron Bull leaned in and kissed each of them before giving the left a harsh nip that left a mark, chuckling at the yelp Loki let out.

"Good boy." He whispered happily before tying the ankle cuffs to the wrist cuffs with care, making sure that his lover couldn't snap them. "Comfortable?" The warrior asked, tugging lightly on the rope to tease his mage.

"Uhu, familiar position." Loki confessed, squirming a bit and giving a low whine at how the thin rope itched and tickled at his skin as his face was pushed quite firmly into the sheets below them.

"Good, you're going to become even more familiar with this position now." Bull murmured. This position had been very hard before, with the lack of Loki's horns it could easily be achieved without his lover having trouble breathing or being uncomfortable due to his horns pulling on his head... or tearing the fabric honestly heh.

He admired Loki, his hands caressing him slowly and carefully, hands teasing sensitive skin before his thumb teased the still slick and sensitive hole. Loki gave a yip at the feeling and shuddered heavily. "Iron Bull." He grunted.

"Yes my lovely?" Bull smirked, sliding his thumb inside the sensitive ring to gain a moan of pleasure. "What was that?" His smirk grew at the noise.

"Buuuuull." Loki shuddered and panted.

"Yeah, that's right, moaning like a bitch in heat." The merc groaned before sliding closer and teasing the others heavy balls with his free hand, watching how Loki's cock grew with hardness as he did.

He did love watching how the other would react when Iron Bull did filthy things to his body. Introducing him to new levels of pleasure and pain, both equally well measured of course. Never more then Loki could handle.

Iron Bull never actually wanted Loki to use the watch word. It was a word out though, should Loki need it.

But the former ben-hassrath liked to think he knew his lover enough to not overdo the bounds.

Loki's blunt nails dug into his palms as he whined and squirmed against the sheets, closing his eyes as he enjoyed Iron Bull's ministration to his sensitive bud, giving a tender whine which Bull responded to with a throaty growl. "Damn it Kadan, if you make noises like that I might have to shed whatever control I have and just take your roughly here." He lifted his hands from the others balls to give his ass a harsh slap.

"Ack! Kadan!" The mage whined, wiggling his ass and thrusting it back onto the finger inside him, eyes closed as he enjoyed what was happening. Iron Bull savored the noises before huffing at the musky smell that closed in the room.

"Tell me Kadan, tell me with that sweet voice of yours and those pouty lips, who do you belong to." He grunted, pushing in a finger beside the thumb with ease.

"Yours!" Loki shouted obediently, for all the world who wanted to listen to hear.

It was almost sinful Bull thought, how the other could make him react even after the first orgasm. How absolutely divine his Kadan sounded yet obscene at the same time as the sound of skin smacking sounded through the room.

It was more then the mercenary could handle as he pulled his fingers out of his lover and knelt behind him, giving his arse a slap before thrusting himself deep into the others welcoming sheath, growling loudly at it.

Loki practically screamed into the sheets with pleasure, arching and clenching around the other, his ass cheeks taking on a delightful red color as Iron Bull continued slapping the fleshy bronzen muscles while pummeling away at him.

His cries muffled by the sheets, Loki let go of any restraints he might ever have had, not caring if he was heard, not caring if they knew Loki was being used like a two bit whore by the other oxman in the castle.

The mage's voice was growing hoarse, Loki writhing shamelessly under Iron Bull as he continued to spank the man while thrusting and heating the other, aiming towards that one spot that sent stars alight inside of Loki's head.

He was sure he was drooling, sure he was weeping, sure he was screaming but he did not CARE.

Vaguely from somewhere inside him, a voice screamed at him to remember the rules.

No cumming without permission.

Loki could have wept real tears if he could as he tried to get through plea to Iron Bull, the only thing escaping him being a garbled mess of words that had no meaning even as he was struggling to make sense.

But that damn giant prick launching itself into his prostate again and again, the heavy hand teasing his to sensitive ass between slaps and the sounds and smells of Bull above him was just to much.

He gave a loud scream of pleasure as he came, shaking and trembling in pleasure while coating his own stomach and the sheets below him.

Iron Bull growled and if Loki had been in any state, he would have heard the pleased sound as Bull's thrusts grew erratic and shorter as the other was approaching his own orgasm.

As it was, he was just a drooling mess of a man turned into receptacle for the others pleasure, Bull taking everything that was Adaar and more.

By the time the other finally let of hot spurts inside him, Loki's eyes were flecked with dark spots that finally let unconsciousness claim him from the intensity of his prostate being utterly conquered by his older lover.

He woke to gentle if mangled fingers gently rubbing at his wrists, Loki tucked up against Bull's chest as the other had both cleaned them and tucked them in with the time Loki's little unconscious spell had lasted. The mage gave a low mumble, before squirming as Iron Bull's hand shifted and traced down his side and back to his pert rear.

He then whined as the others thick fingers rubbed the oversensitive skin and it got louder once Iron Bull moved them over the still somewhat lose and slick over stimulated entrance. "Buuuuuull." He shuddered, feeling disbelief at the twitch from his lower regions.

"Steady Boss." The other rumbled, pulling his hand up to curl over the tanned hip, smiling a bit wider.

Loki grumbled and closed his eyes, letting exhaustion sweep in despite the itching rope covering him, falling asleep against the others warm chest.

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When he woke again, it was to a itch behind his balls and the need to drink something fiercely. Loki shifted a bit to grab the goblet of Bull's nightstand, drinking eagerly of the water even as he awkwardly tried scratching under the rope which was the cause of the itch.

Had he honestly slept all night wearing this thing, this harness made of knotted ropes?

Loki grumbled and then squirmed as a broad hand stroked his back, glancing back to peek into Iron Bull's good grey eye. "Morning love." He croaked out, getting a small smile in return as the other sat up slowly.

"Morning Kadan, slept well?" He kissed the mage's shoulder while sliding a arm around the others waist, pulling his lover carefully until he was sitting in Bull's lap. He then reached for the jug, forgoing the goblet to drink directly from what was left in the jug.

"Surprisingly with this rope on but yes. You?" Loki watched the muscles in Iron Bull's throat as he swallowed, smiling slightly at the warmth the other provided along with the light coming in.

"Mmn, just wonderful." Iron Bull gave him a grin, a deep rumble in his voice as he squeezed the other close with the arm around Loki's waist. "Even better is waking up to you like this." He nuzzled a roped shoulder pointedly.

"Yeah about those...can I take them off?"

"No." Bull grinned at him. "In fact, you are wearing those all day."

"...Say what?" The mage squirmed, eyes wide.

"Who came without permission last night?" The warrior purred at him, fingers gently tugging and plucking at a knot on Loki's hip. "This is your punishment. You get to wear these under you clothes all day until I think its enough."

Wide green eyes stared at Bull. "You can't mean that. They itch!" And tickle but best not to mention that to Iron Bull.

"Oh I know. Just light enough to tease you. Keeping you in suspense. Not enough to actually cause you to harden fully." The merc leader laughed and pulled the other close. "But enough to keep you squirming and ready to touch yourself."

"...That's why you retied it under my balls!" Loki hit the other in the chest, face burning as the other just laughed louder and pulled the younger man into a kiss, stroking his burning skin with his mangled grey fingers. "Why yes I did. But hey, I'll make you a deal Kadan. If you can manage to go to this afternoon without making a mess of yourself, touching yourself to a orgasm or begging me to take it of, I'll take it off and even give you a gift."

"...Last time you gave me a gift, you blindfolded me and presented me with your dick for sucking." Loki snorted dryly, leaning into the fingers.

"And as I remember it, you rather enjoyed that."

"Not the point."

Iron Bull chuckled. "I'll show you them then and you can judge if it would be worth it." He teased, shifting a bit so he could lean down and pull a bag out from under the bed.

It rattled a bit, like metal clacking against each other and Loki felt his curiosity piped as he watched the older man sit up with the bag firmly grasped.

And then he promptly turned scarlet at what was pulled out from it.

It was made with blue and black metal, thin at the tip but slowly widening downwards towards the middle where it was notched and a flared base. Loki knew perfectly well what this was. The size brought it around a normal human sized male.

A butt plug, most likely made from obsidian and lazurite.

"B-Bull?" He stammered out, pushing a bit back into the other. The twitch from his groin betrayed his wariness though as Bull slowly massaged Loki's hip between the white rope.

"Amazing what you can get in Val Royeaux if you talk to the right people." He murmured into Loki's ear, giving it a little nip. "I got several, all in varying size though this one is the smallest. Biggest one would let me take you without stretching you if you wore it." He nuzzled slowly.

"When you say several..." Loki swallowed.

"Five in total. You could work yourself up to the biggest one, slowly and carefully. Or if I wasn't there, just enjoy them while you think of me."

Loki licked his lips, staring at the plug held in grey hands.

He reached out slowly and took it from Iron Bull's hand, fingers stroking it slowly as he examined. It was smooth, obviously polished and he was right, obsidian and lazurite. It would have been expensive, especially to produce a whole set of fives with this being the smallest one.

'I could wear this one. I wouldn't make a total mess of myself. But bigger? Shit.' He licked his lips nervously.

"You don't have to use them Kadan." Iron Bull murmured quietly into his ear, his intimate touches never stopping as he caressed slowly and steadily. "But if you did, imagen the little quickies we could take, the places we could be."

That sparked of a image in the mages head, just what Iron Bull wanted. A random closet in the keep, perhaps even on the war table or at the stables during dark... or hell even in the city perhaps?

"And...I'll get these if I'm good? If I go to noon while wearing the rope work and don't complain?" He asked quietly, trying to ignore how hushed his voice was.

"Or orgasm or come begging me to let you cum." He nuzzled into the others neck, his excitement mounting with every second as Loki fondled the toy. 'Come on, come on...come on Loki! I'd love to be able to do a quickie now and then...' He wouldn't push the other like that though.

"...Alright. I'll try." The mage said sheepishly.

And blushed into a beet root color at Iron Bull's pleased rumble before he was dragged into a deep kiss.