[ Dorian's eyes sparkle as he points out, ] I would remain my healthy, hale self. There were times when I lost my immortality and my body started to take on the sins of my portrait. As far as I can tell, that doesn't happen here.
[ And based on that wide grin on his face, he's obviously buying what Pagan's selling. ]
[ Dorian pushes himself upright, getting back to his feet. As Pagan tucks himself back in, Dorian starts to undo his trousers as he walks to the cell. When he steps inside, he takes a look around before pointing out, ]
I don't really feel any different? You'll have to come here to prove me wrong.
Don't worry, darling. You'll get what you want. [He raises his hand with the belt and crashes it down on Dorian's ass, savoring the loud sound it makes. He doesn't hesitate for the next one, building on redness already there.]
[ Dorian bites down on his tongue to keep from yelping in pain. After all, the last thing he wants is anybody walking in on them. This is fun. Getting beat up and bruised (because he knows he's bruised, his ass still throbs) is fun. Having to explain to someone like...he doesn't know, fucking Yunlan, about what's happening? Less fun.
He manages to let out a low, hissed, ] Ohhh Christ, [ before Pagan smacks him again and it takes all of Dorian's self-control not to let out a full-throated noise of pain. ]
[He reaches down and grabs Dorian by the back of the hair, yanking him back slightly.]
Your job is to do exactly what I fucking tell you, isn't it? So shut the fuck up. [He presses a small, gentle kiss behind his ear, a reminder of how much he absolutely adores this man, and then strikes him again.]
[Pagan follows that with a few more hits, then abandons the belt to use his hand along worn and raw skin. It gives a better sound, after all. And when he's done, when Dorian's ass is red and welted the way Pagan likes, he steps away, panting.]
Back on your knees. You have a job to finish, after all.
[ It's such a unique sensation, something that Dorian hasn't felt in literal years: the rawness of pain lingering. Normally the burning sensation, the feeling of pain like this wouldn't happen—within seconds it would all fade back to normal. But the sensation is something he savors, enjoying the hell out of while he has it.
When his ass is welted, Dorian adjusts his position slightly, resting his raw, bruised ass on his legs for a moment, sitting back as he just indulges in the pain. ]
You're a marvel, [ Dorian laughs, indulging in the pain before he props himself up and opens his mouth again, adjusting his angle so that Pagan can immediately start thrusting. As far as he's concerned, he's perfectly fine being Pagan's perfect little fuck toy. ]
[He grabs his hair again and guides him to his cock, not taking his time now. He had looked so goddamn good that Pagan is aching by the time he's in his mouth.
It doesn't take long before he finishes and his fingers finally release him.]
[ Dorian swallows, licking his lips as he looks over at Pagan. At this point, Dorian himself is aching, partly because of the pain, partly because of the pleasure. He looks up at Pagan with absolute lust and longing in his eyes. ]
[He grabs his chin to draw him up.] Good. Then go back home and you can finish yourself off. [Not because Pagan doesn't want to, but because he loves to watch Dorian suffer like this.]
Oh, don't be like that, [ Dorian murmurs, as he slowly gets to his feet. Christ his ass throbs. Moving sucks right now in an absolutely delightful way. ]
Haven't I been good? I've been so well-behaved, so please Pagan. Please just finish me off yourself.
[He slides a hand between Dorian's legs, wrapping his fingers around his cock. He isn't much for actual begging when it comes to sex, but Dorian has the perfect blend of pitiful voice and sensual moves. Pagan wants to give him the world.
[ Dorian outright groans with shameless pleasure, looking over at Pagan with shameless, thirsty, hungry eyes. With every stroke, he lets out a small noise of pleasure, looking over at Pagan with absolute delight. ]
I'm only good for you, [ he murmurs. ] You're worth it. You're always worth it.
Your prison? [ Dorian lightly teases. But he does so, walking out of the cell back into zero proper. He keeps his trousers off, just so Pagan can see the welts on his ass start to heal up, moving back into the skin, the redness fading to it's normal, usual pale. All of Pagan's work, slowly being erased.
When Dorian feels back to normal, that's when he puts his trousers back on, zipping them up before fiddling with the buttons. ]
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[ And based on that wide grin on his face, he's obviously buying what Pagan's selling. ]
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Then let's find out.
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I don't really feel any different? You'll have to come here to prove me wrong.
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Bend over and let's find out.
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Hurry it up, [ Dorian teases. ] I don't have all day.
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He manages to let out a low, hissed, ] Ohhh Christ, [ before Pagan smacks him again and it takes all of Dorian's self-control not to let out a full-throated noise of pain. ]
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You can't bleed in here. [Another hit, this one farther down.]
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In that case, don't make me bleed. That's all on you, darling.
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Your job is to do exactly what I fucking tell you, isn't it? So shut the fuck up. [He presses a small, gentle kiss behind his ear, a reminder of how much he absolutely adores this man, and then strikes him again.]
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Yes sir, [ before immediately going into a yelp of pain at the impact. ]
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Back on your knees. You have a job to finish, after all.
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When his ass is welted, Dorian adjusts his position slightly, resting his raw, bruised ass on his legs for a moment, sitting back as he just indulges in the pain. ]
You're a marvel, [ Dorian laughs, indulging in the pain before he props himself up and opens his mouth again, adjusting his angle so that Pagan can immediately start thrusting. As far as he's concerned, he's perfectly fine being Pagan's perfect little fuck toy. ]
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It doesn't take long before he finishes and his fingers finally release him.]
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My turn, [ he breathlessly laughs. ]
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Unless you beg me for it.
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Oh, don't be like that, [ Dorian murmurs, as he slowly gets to his feet. Christ his ass throbs. Moving sucks right now in an absolutely delightful way. ]
Haven't I been good? I've been so well-behaved, so please Pagan. Please just finish me off yourself.
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Instead, he strokes him slowly.]
You have been good enough for this.
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I'm only good for you, [ he murmurs. ] You're worth it. You're always worth it.
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Damn right I am. Even if I have to beat the brat out of you.
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[ That's all Dorian says before he retreats to a shameless groan, absolute love in his eyes, before he spills himself over Pagan's hand. ]
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You're the death of me, Dorian Gray.
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I will happily take that as a compliment.
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When Dorian feels back to normal, that's when he puts his trousers back on, zipping them up before fiddling with the buttons. ]
You're lovely, by the way.
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