Grant smiled a little. "yeah... i'm okay now." he whispered, hesitating before kissing the other, on the cheek because he wasn't brave enough for lips yet. he thought about how different they where, he wondered if sex would be different? he had never really liked sex with Garret. no, that wasn't true. there where a few things he had enjoyed. he had liked being held down, had liked being tied up. he had liked lots of things. maybe Phil would tie him up? he hoped so, maybe he'd use a flogger? or a paddle? Phil seamed the kind of guy who used his hand. Grant liked to feel the sting of flesh against flesh. he didn't realize he was dropping, too fast, too alone to be safe until he realized his cock was half hard. what was he going to do now? he was too deep in subspace to make rational decisions and Garret wouldn't help him... wait. Garret was dead, who was he with now? Phil and Clint. they would help him. he finished his shower, Clint had told him to, and got dressed, staggering out of the bathroom and into Phil's arms. "Sir..." Phil tensed and Grant winced and whimpered. "i'm sorry... i didn't mean to... i'm sorry..." "you dropped? on your own? Jesus..." Phil muttered. "easy. hey, easy, take deep breaths i'm not mad. just surprised. not many can drop on their own." "it's bad. dangerous. didn't mean to. i'm sorry. i'm sorry." "hey. easy. calm down. no one's mad." Phil promised, looking worried. "you've been so upset the last few days some sub time will probably be good for you, we just have to stabilize it first..." he muttered, glancing at Clint before smirking. "Do you want to give Clint a blowjob?" "oh. oh Yes, Sir." Grant gasped, eyes wide with delight. "okay. you give Clint a blowjob and i'll go make Dinner." before Clint can even say a word Grant is kneeling in front of Clint and trying to work his pants open.
Loki nodded. "i will defer to Pepper then." he agreed with a smile. "Spangles?" he asked, amused before nodding. "very well." and with that he touched Tony's forehead, each wrist, his belly button, his knees and his ankles. each spot leaving a black dot that spread across his body and all in an instant, Tony couldn't move. at all. he could blink, he could work his mouth, but that was it. "hows that feel?" Loki asked. "nothing tingling? nothing tight? no cramping?" he demanded, checking to make sure the other was comfortable before smirking, turning and sitting next to Pepper as if waiting for a show. and then the show started. Tony's hands began to stroke him, running up and down his body, stroking, pinching his nipples and working lower, one hand gripping his cock, the other slipping behind to stroke his tight entrance. Loki must have used another spell because Tony was already wet, pre-lubricated. making it easy for Tony's fingers to slip inside and drive him wild. and wild they did, driving him higher and higher until he was going to cum, and then, somehow, strangely, kept climbing, black ink flashing on Tony's cock giving him all the clue he needed. he couldn't cum. not without Loki's permission. completely at the godlings mercy.
Steve moaned at the pleasure coursing through him, James mewling. "es.... yes. fine. more." Steve gasped, begging. how had they never thought to do this!? pushing their emotions into each other. it was the best feeling in the world! soon Steve was shuddering, trembling, writhing, held in place only by a mewling, humping James who was rubbing himself into Steve's back, desperate for release but held in check somehow. it was Steve who broke first, surging, or trying to, arching as much as he could when held in place by James, who was gasping, following Steve into bliss as the feelings of the orgasm raced across their bonding marks, flooding them all with the pleasure of one, then two, and three people all cumming at once. "Fu...Fu... Fuck..." Steve gasped, limp once they finally started to wind down. "i... i think... i broke something." he gasped, James groaning. "yeah. me. hit my head. broke the headboard." James admitted, sounding sheepish. "sorry..."