"Very well. Though we're going to have to adjust your position a little." His hand skimmed up Mitaka's thigh and side, giving him a gentle nudge against his shoulder, "Lean forward again, pet, we're going to have to remove the hook first."
Once Mitaka had shifted forward against the rig holding him, Hux went about working the hook free, careful not to jostle it too firmly and careful not to put undue pressure against Mitaka's prostate while he did. Once it was set aside, he adjusted the table once more, hand against Mitaka's sternum to lift him upright and then lean him back against the post and the angle of his own arms, almost as if he were propping himself up on his elbows, except that it was the rig and the table taking most of the weight, leaving him at a nice incline.
Hux's hand skimmed down Mitaka's hip, kneading there briefly before sliding down his thigh, "Do you think you'll be able to handle having your legs spread a little further?"
He nodded as he adjusted the wings of the table, spreading Mitaka's knees just a little further, something that with the angle of his body caused his hips to jut forward and upward a little, something that put him on an even plane, one that Hux slid his hand down, just running his fingers down the center of Mitaka's chest and sliding away over one hip instead of along his cock.
Truthfully the position put him more on display than anything had yet, and that alone was enough to have Hux humming quietly in pleasure. His head tilted, gaze sliding over that easy slope even as he asked: "Are you ready for the last box?"
His muscles shook but took to the adjustment after a moment, breath trembling as Hux slid his hand down over him, and he swallowed thickly, trying to keep his focus on Hux. His cock ached, difficult to ignore, but Mitaka nodded, glancing to the box. "...I am, Master. Yes."
Hux smiled, slow and easy and just a little predatory, lifting the box and turning it so that Mitaka could see what it contained when he opened it.
A bottle of lubricant and a pair of those thin dark medical gloves.
"You've been doing quite well with the saddle, marvelously so, in fact, so I believe it's time to try the real thing again." Granted, he'd only managed the largest of the three once so far, and it had been uncomfortable at best, but Hux also knew that thanks to the charges and everything else Mitaka had already endured so far, he was bound to be relaxed enough to manage, for a few moments anyway, long enough to admire the movement of Hux's hand beneath his skin, given as how the current position pulled him taut.
Oh. It took Mitaka a moment to piece its meaning together, though when it clicked it was plain on his face, blanching at the prospect. It had been some time since he'd taken it before, breathing out an anxious breath and an unsure smile, nervous despite knowing he'd managed it before, though it was undercut with that strange excitement that made his pulse jump and flutter.
Hux couldn't help but smile, the brief concern, even anxiety, followed by that usual eagerness to please and something that bordered on actual excitement.
He stroked one hand along Mitaka's thigh, shifting closer even as he pulled one of the gloves on, wriggling his fingers to make sure it was properly settled. He slicked over the first two fingers for the time being, stroking over Mitaka's entrance. The hook hadn't exactly kept him open the way a plug would have, and so Hux would have to do some of that himself, which he did in his usual manner, starting with the brief scissoring of his fingers, followed by an upward tug against Mitaka's rim, being careful for the moment not to dip deeply enough to apply any pressure to his prostate, that would come later.
Knowing the fullness that would come, Mitaka tried to allow himself to enjoy the preparation as those fingers worked him open, focusing on keeping his breath even, knowing it will be easiest if he remained relaxed. This one last thing and he'll have proved himself, it's all he has to do, and he's managed it before now.
He looks to the flat of his stomach, imagining the swell of it once Hux is fully inside.
Hux smiled at that, because that was definitely anticipation, if not entirely eager, but that was what taking the time to prepare him would do. His free hand ran along Mitaka's thigh, slow even strokes from his hip downward, soothing as much as anything, even as Hux continued preparing him, tugging upwards and downwards against his rim at regular intervals.
It wasn't long before he was working three fingers into Mitaka in steady little back and forth thrusts, hand lifting away from his thigh to apply more lubricant as he added the fourth, using the flat pressure of his fingers to stretch at Mitaka's entrance, first upward and then downward, "No pain?" He needed to make sure of that before anything else.
There was an easy smile at that, giving another slow upward pressure, "Good. You'll tell me if that changes." It was an order as much as it was an expectation, he already knew that Mitaka would do so, it was something he was good at, letting Hux know when something was actually wrong instead of soldiering through because it was expected.
"Now, you were taking four fingers rather easily a moment ago, do you think you're ready to try the whole hand?"
"Yes Master," Mitaka recited easily. Even when he meant to soldier through on occasion, he was simply too expressive to keep those things hidden. But he knew well enough that Hux didn't wish to cause him serious pain, not outside of punishments, or those moods.
"I think so, Master," he agreed, a hint of trepidation in his voice.
"Yes, I thought you might be." He eased himself a little closer then, adding a little more lubricant to his gloved hand, using his thumb to spread it over his fingers and the widest band of his knuckles.
"Take a deep breath, as deep as you can, then let it out slowly." Thanks to the rig and the web of ropes around his chest that breath wouldn't be as deep as normal, but it would be deep enough.
Hux worked his fingers in with a slow, steady press at the inhale, pausing just briefly, thumb tucked against his palm, knuckles already snug against Mitaka's rim before pushing forward just as slowly with the exhale.
"Y-yes Master-" Mitaka murmured, breathing in until the rigging and ropes stopped him from taking any more. Released it again Mitaka tried to surrender himself to the rig, to become as loose and relaxed as possible as Hux pushed, a hiccuping gasp punctuating the release of that breath.
"There we are." Mitaka's body had given way to him almost as suddenly as it had the first time, though thanks to Hux's own control he maintained the steady press until Mitaka's hole was clutching reflexively at his wrist, stretched wide and still trying to clench.
He let his hand relax a little then, just rotating so that he could press his fingers against Mitaka's belly, making sure that Mitaka was actually watching the movement even as slight as it was, "Very good."
"Mmm- oh-*kriff*," Mitaka sighed, breath trembling and eyes wide, transfixed on the movement. Tears beaded at the corners of his eyes, breath short, a tremor running through him, clenching that much tighter round Hux's wrist.
Hux's free hand resumed stroking along Mitaka's thigh, a slow, steady down and back movement, just letting him acclimate to the sensation, waiting for him to relax again. Not that he made it particularly easy to do so, fingers pressing in and up against Mitaka's belly again, tracing a figure-eight.
He actually did so twice, first one direction and then the other. The hand at Mitaka's thigh finally curled loosely around the base of his cock, not squeezing and not stroking, just holding there for the moment while he continued the gentle movement of his fingers, feeling Mitaka out from the inside, "It shouldn't take long to empty you out like this, do you think?"
Try as he might to even his breathing it continued to shake and tremble, little shuddering gasps he couldn't hold back, making it difficult to relax, though he managed to do so enough to give a small shift of his hips, crying softly and shaking his head.
"N-aaa-no Master- not- nnn- not long at all-" he agreed, voice catching and stuttering.
"That's what I thought." He replied, shifting his hand downward just a little, not enough to pull free, but enough that the base of his thumb was pressed solidly against Mitaka's prostate, rocking the digit back and forth as best he could.
He resumed stroking Mitaka's cock with the other hand, kneading fingertips against the base before dragging slowly to the tip only to do the same thing again, apparently intent on doing just that, milking Mitaka for everything he had.
"Aaa-" Mitaka gave a soft cry, biting down on his lip, tears welling in his eyes at the building pressure, shifting a much as the rigging would allow to try and move in time with Hux's touch.
His breath shuddered and broke, straining with a pleading whine, so desperately close and full.
The fact that Mitaka was already out of words made Hux smile again, the hand inside Mitaka sliding a little deeper once more, fingers curling forward against his belly before pulling back again so that the base of his thumb was applying pressure to his prostate again, just repeating that pattern again even as he continued the slow stroking of Mitaka's cock.
Truthfully he was curious just how long he could keep Mitaka on edge just as much as he was intent on draining him dry once he went over that edge.
"Ma- aa- hhh-" Mitaka stammered, jerking and flinching, grateful that the rigging held him firmly in place, else he might have hurt himself. The tears spilled over his cheeks, lips hanging open, a pleading sound on his lips. "Master-" he gasped, "M- may- aaa- may I-?"
The fact that Mitaka was still asking permission pleased Hux even more than the fact that he was obviously in sensory overload already. He nodded, a faint smile tilting into place, "You may."
The smile went just a little sharp, "But once you do you won't be able to stop until I've decided you're finished."
As usual, when Mitaka was in the position to be asking permission, there was next to nothing he wouldn't agree to, nodding breathlessly. "Y-yes- hhh- yes Master-" he promised, nails biting harshly into his palms, body gripping him that much tighter. It took a beat or two before he was crying out, cock spasming as release rushed through him.
His smile just spread, thumb working against that smooth spot just beneath Mitaka's crown even as he hummed, low and pleased, at the way Mitaka's body still clenched around him. He did withdraw his hand, the same slow movement he'd used to insert it in the first place, though not completely. Just far enough that two fingertips pressed against Mitaka's prostate, rocking almost gentle circles there even as his other hand slid back down to the root of his cock, pressing and kneading briefly as if milking him.
He didn't give a Force-backed order to come again, mostly because he knew there was little point, the comment he'd made, that Mitaka wouldn't be able to stop until Hux decided he was done hadn't been an order either, but he knew Mitaka would use it as one, not entirely consciously.
It wasn't quite the same as keeping him on the edge of an orgasm before letting him tumble over, it was an extension of the orgasm he'd started with, one that drew out for longer and longer despite the fact that he was almost completely spent.
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Date: 2018-09-11 02:31 am (UTC)Once Mitaka had shifted forward against the rig holding him, Hux went about working the hook free, careful not to jostle it too firmly and careful not to put undue pressure against Mitaka's prostate while he did. Once it was set aside, he adjusted the table once more, hand against Mitaka's sternum to lift him upright and then lean him back against the post and the angle of his own arms, almost as if he were propping himself up on his elbows, except that it was the rig and the table taking most of the weight, leaving him at a nice incline.
Hux's hand skimmed down Mitaka's hip, kneading there briefly before sliding down his thigh, "Do you think you'll be able to handle having your legs spread a little further?"
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Date: 2018-09-11 03:04 am (UTC)With his Master's guidance he bent into his new position, considering a moment before nodding. "I think so, Master."
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Date: 2018-09-11 03:24 am (UTC)Truthfully the position put him more on display than anything had yet, and that alone was enough to have Hux humming quietly in pleasure. His head tilted, gaze sliding over that easy slope even as he asked: "Are you ready for the last box?"
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Date: 2018-09-11 04:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-09-11 05:26 am (UTC)A bottle of lubricant and a pair of those thin dark medical gloves.
"You've been doing quite well with the saddle, marvelously so, in fact, so I believe it's time to try the real thing again." Granted, he'd only managed the largest of the three once so far, and it had been uncomfortable at best, but Hux also knew that thanks to the charges and everything else Mitaka had already endured so far, he was bound to be relaxed enough to manage, for a few moments anyway, long enough to admire the movement of Hux's hand beneath his skin, given as how the current position pulled him taut.
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Date: 2018-09-11 06:51 pm (UTC)"Y-yes Master-"
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Date: 2018-09-12 01:22 pm (UTC)He stroked one hand along Mitaka's thigh, shifting closer even as he pulled one of the gloves on, wriggling his fingers to make sure it was properly settled. He slicked over the first two fingers for the time being, stroking over Mitaka's entrance. The hook hadn't exactly kept him open the way a plug would have, and so Hux would have to do some of that himself, which he did in his usual manner, starting with the brief scissoring of his fingers, followed by an upward tug against Mitaka's rim, being careful for the moment not to dip deeply enough to apply any pressure to his prostate, that would come later.
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Date: 2018-09-13 12:55 am (UTC)He looks to the flat of his stomach, imagining the swell of it once Hux is fully inside.
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Date: 2018-09-13 01:17 pm (UTC)It wasn't long before he was working three fingers into Mitaka in steady little back and forth thrusts, hand lifting away from his thigh to apply more lubricant as he added the fourth, using the flat pressure of his fingers to stretch at Mitaka's entrance, first upward and then downward, "No pain?" He needed to make sure of that before anything else.
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Date: 2018-09-18 06:45 pm (UTC)He shook his head softly, wetting his lips. "No Master," he assured, "No pain." Fullness, certainly, and pressure but no pain .
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Date: 2018-09-18 06:55 pm (UTC)"Now, you were taking four fingers rather easily a moment ago, do you think you're ready to try the whole hand?"
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Date: 2018-09-18 07:51 pm (UTC)"I think so, Master," he agreed, a hint of trepidation in his voice.
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Date: 2018-09-18 07:59 pm (UTC)"Take a deep breath, as deep as you can, then let it out slowly." Thanks to the rig and the web of ropes around his chest that breath wouldn't be as deep as normal, but it would be deep enough.
Hux worked his fingers in with a slow, steady press at the inhale, pausing just briefly, thumb tucked against his palm, knuckles already snug against Mitaka's rim before pushing forward just as slowly with the exhale.
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Date: 2018-09-21 07:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-09-22 04:13 am (UTC)He let his hand relax a little then, just rotating so that he could press his fingers against Mitaka's belly, making sure that Mitaka was actually watching the movement even as slight as it was, "Very good."
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Date: 2018-10-02 06:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-10-03 05:44 am (UTC)He actually did so twice, first one direction and then the other. The hand at Mitaka's thigh finally curled loosely around the base of his cock, not squeezing and not stroking, just holding there for the moment while he continued the gentle movement of his fingers, feeling Mitaka out from the inside, "It shouldn't take long to empty you out like this, do you think?"
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Date: 2018-10-05 03:36 pm (UTC)"N-aaa-no Master- not- nnn- not long at all-" he agreed, voice catching and stuttering.
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Date: 2018-10-06 02:43 am (UTC)He resumed stroking Mitaka's cock with the other hand, kneading fingertips against the base before dragging slowly to the tip only to do the same thing again, apparently intent on doing just that, milking Mitaka for everything he had.
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Date: 2018-10-06 03:14 am (UTC)His breath shuddered and broke, straining with a pleading whine, so desperately close and full.
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Date: 2018-10-06 06:31 pm (UTC)Truthfully he was curious just how long he could keep Mitaka on edge just as much as he was intent on draining him dry once he went over that edge.
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Date: 2018-10-10 12:53 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-10-11 03:22 am (UTC)The smile went just a little sharp, "But once you do you won't be able to stop until I've decided you're finished."
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Date: 2018-10-12 12:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-10-12 01:24 pm (UTC)He didn't give a Force-backed order to come again, mostly because he knew there was little point, the comment he'd made, that Mitaka wouldn't be able to stop until Hux decided he was done hadn't been an order either, but he knew Mitaka would use it as one, not entirely consciously.
It wasn't quite the same as keeping him on the edge of an orgasm before letting him tumble over, it was an extension of the orgasm he'd started with, one that drew out for longer and longer despite the fact that he was almost completely spent.
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