“I’ll let you yell at me all you want tomorrow.” Kelevra liked it when Rin got angry. Liked that spark and that fire and feeling like at any moment he might spontaneously combust from keeping it trapped inside. It was a little cliché, but no one dared fight with Kel, not in any real capacity. And yet Rin had hit him, kicked him, and drawn blood more times than he could count.
“I’ve got you nice and lubed up but this will still feel weird, breathe through it.” He lowered the rod further down, taking things slow. Kelevra groaned as he watched the thin metal disappear into Rin’s dick, holding him carefully as he inserted it.
Rin made a strangled sound. “Stop. Please, stop!”
“I told you to breathe through it,” he reminded, but he pulled an inch of the metal out before slowly slipping it back in.
“I can’t!”
“All right, sweetheart,” Kelevra coaxed, shocked he could manage to formulate full sentences with how turned on he suddenly was. Watching that metal disappear into Rin’s body, knowing he was taking it because Kel was making him…Thinking about how pissed off he was going to be come morning…He groaned and shook his head. Focus. “Let’s do this instead. Tell me what you feel. How does it feel, Flower?”
“What the hell is that?”
“We’ve been through that part already. It’s a sounding rod. It’s a metal rod that’s inserted into the urethra. This particular one has grooves. It’ll stimulate nerve endings in a way you’ve never experienced before. Can you feel them?”
“I hate it!”
“Rin.”
If possible, the use of his name had him going even more still in fear than he’d been a moment prior.
Now Kelevra was the one frowning, and he paused with the sound only halfway inside, debating whether or not he should remove the blindfold to get a better idea of what was going on in Rin’s head.
Just as he was reaching to do that, his flower spoke.
“It was cold at first but now…” his voice was thready and he seemed to be feeling it out.
“It’s adjusting to your body heat,” Kelevra said. “That’s good. What else?”
“It’s…unnatural. I feel full in a way I shouldn’t. I want it out.”
“Does it hurt?”
“Yes.” He nibbled on his lower lip. “No. It feels like I have to take a piss.”
Kelevra chuckled then went back to inserting the toy. “Unfortunately, that’s not one of my kinks.”
“Mine either,” Rin grumbled, though in his current state, it came out tight and clipped.
He slid the sound all the way in and then leaned back to get a good look at it.
Rin’s dick was pointing straight up to the ceiling, flushed and shiny from the precome and the copious amounts of lube. The curved end of the sound poked out, the golden metal winking at Kelevra suggestively.
“Thoughts on getting a piercing?” he asked without really meaning to.
“Don’t you dare.”
“All right.”
“…Really?”
“No body modifications without your consent,” Kelevra reassured. “I’m a Devil but I’m not pure evil.” There was a line, he’d edge as close to it as he could without pushing Rin too far, but he knew better than to cross it. He may like it when the guy was spitting mad, but he didn’t want his hatred. So far, despite how often Rin tossed that particular insult around, he didn’t really mean it. Not entirely.
If he did, he wouldn’t have come all the way here in the middle of the night during a downpour.
Rin had known exactly what he was doing when he’d shown up at Kel’s doorstep, and that in itself was sort of a form of trust.
“Please,” he begged then, snapping Kelevra out of it. “Take it out.”
