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Douglas/Martin, using the safeword
(Anonymous) 2012-04-03 01:50 pm (UTC)(link)None of Douglas' partners has ever had to use his or her safeword before, so he's worried and confused when Martin does it. He stops, of course he does, but he worries. Just give me ALL the fluffy angst and comforting aftercare, please, it gets me even more than the kink itself does. *blush*
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(Anonymous) 2012-04-05 12:52 am (UTC)(link)FILL: Delight First In the Law 1/1
Douglas has always considered himself a lucky man. Never has he been more certain of it than the night he sets about enticing Martin Crieff into his bed for the first time, only to discover that the boy is more than willing, but is afraid that Douglas will "have to be patient with him" because sex is a bit--well, not a bit, so much as completely new to Martin.
Douglas fears that there's something not quite cricket about the way he's fetishizing the lad's innocence, but the fact of the matter is that knowing that he was going to be Martin's first lover was the single most erotic prospect Douglas has ever entertained in his whole life.
He hadn't propositioned Martin with any such thing in mind. He'd only asked Martin about his sexual history in the first place because he'd had an inkling that Martin might be a trifle inexperienced, and Douglas had wanted to be considerate. To give Douglas some credit, when Martin first made his confession, blazing arousal was not Douglas's very first reaction. Douglas had been too touched and honored by the boy's trust for that. It had been clear that Martin was embarrassed by his inexperience, that he considered it to be some sort of failure on his part. Douglas hadn't thought it quite the right moment to correct Martin's misapprehensions by telling him that, for some time now, his sad little tendresse for his co-pilot had been slowly evolving into something approaching a grand passion, and thus, the mere thought of Martin's hypothetical former lovers had driven him wild with jealousy.
Not that Douglas ever really expected to be Martin's first--it's just that he knows what the boy's luck is like, and thus had spent more time than was strictly healthy fretting over the thought of Martin, naked, at the mercy of someone--well, someone like Douglas, only far less concerned with Martin's pleasure and safety. It had been as much of a relief as an aphrodisiac, discovering there had been no such person in Martin's past.
When Douglas falls, he tends to fall rather hard. He doesn't like to let on in general, because sky-gods who seduce cabin crew by the gross can hardly afford to be thought of as clingy, but Douglas is more than a touch possessive, once a person manages to get under his skin. He had married the last three people who excited those propensities in him, but they had been women. Martin is a man, and Douglas's bag of seductive tricks is not quite as fully stocked for that particular game. If he's to keep Martin, he'll have to play his hand rather carefully.
And Douglas does want to keep him. By God, does he ever.
*
Douglas doesn't have much in the way of expectations for his first time with Martin. In fact, the very idea of expectations seems stupid to him right now. He honestly can't imagine how anything could possibly go wrong. Douglas would be satisfied--elated, even--simply to wrap his lips around the lad's slender cock, and spill himself between Martin's thighs while claiming his mouth. Douglas is willing, and much more than willing, to be gentle, even reverent, of Martin's innocence. Any possessive, claiming urges Douglas might feel can simply wait for a more appropriate time. All Douglas cares about is intoxicating, addicting Martin to the experience of sex, and sex with him particularly.
But then they reach the bedroom. Martin disrobes, rather swiftly in fact, and turns to him, all meekness and pliancy, and very sweetly, asks Douglas to hurt him. To bruise his skin, to fuck his arse, to wrap strong hands around his throat.
Practical inexperience, apparently, has not prevented Martin making certain discoveries about his preferences.
If Douglas were the sort of man he wishes he were, he would have refused any play of that sort--on that particular night, at least. But the sight of Martin's trusting submission does things to the animal parts of Douglas's brain that scarcely bear examining. He barely manages to retain enough higher function to remember that he, as the more experienced partner, is honor bound to require a safeword from Martin before they get started.
It's Martin's choice, to use the generic safeword, rather than coming up with something more personal or specific. "After all," Martin says, "the whole point is to use a word you wouldn't normally say while having sex. Who would say 'safeword' by accident while they were getting off?"
Douglas chooses not to mention that, sometimes, people do enjoy saying "safeword" during…certain kinds of sex, specifically so it can be ignored. That sort of information, Douglas feels, can wait for a more advanced round of lessons.
It all goes exactly as planned, at first, which is to say, magnificently. Douglas is particularly skilled in this sort of play, if he does say so himself. He knows how to be dominant, while still being gentle--how to hurt someone, but do it carefully. He's good at intuiting whether his partner wants to be obedient or be restrained, whether they want to fight against harsh, unyielding knots, or be pinned down by strong hands. Judging by Martin's rock hard arousal, the scene is living up to his expectations, and Douglas rides high on the knowledge that, at least for now, and at least for Martin, he is a fantasy come true.
And then it all changes, in a moment. Douglas is blindsided, foundering and lost, as though gravity had lost its grip on the planet and spun them all out into empty, freezing space.
*
"Martin."
Douglas leans over the edge of the bed, clutching the sheet. He stares helplessly at Martin, who's collapsed on the floor, his face red and his mouth wet with saliva. He's breathing hard, but at least he is breathing now. A few seconds before, he'd been choking, Douglas's hands twisting his arms behind his back, Douglas's cock pumping his throat.
Martin had wanted it. Douglas is sure of that--has to be sure of that, because the only alternative is to die of shame. But he knows that he isn't blameless. He lost himself, forgot, for a moment, that the source of the synapse-frying pleasure coursing through his body was a young man, and not some sort of machine, designed to be fucked and then forgotten. Martin had made him forget that, had been trying to make him forget, and he had done an all too spectacular job.
Martin had wanted it. He'd said, he'd promised, that he could handle it. As though he had any way of knowing. As though Douglas shouldn't have damned well known better.
"Are you all right?" Douglas's voice sounds strange to him, high and reedy and fearful. "Do you need--should I call for a doctor?"
Martin just shudders, and shakes his head no.
Douglas's hand twitches, trying to reach out for Martin, but he stops himself, because--God. What he'd done to Martin was bad enough. But that happened sometimes; it didn't have to mean the end of the world, as long as you talked it out afterwards, as long as you supported each other and figured out together what had gone wrong.
But Douglas already knows what had gone wrong. He hadn't taken care of Martin. It had been his responsibility to stay in control, but he hadn't been paying the proper attention.
He is quite sickeningly certain that, for a few seconds at least, Martin had been trying to tell him something, and he'd been too far gone to hear it.
None of Douglas's partners have ever used their safeword during sex before. Not once. Douglas simply hadn't been expecting it, so he hadn't been listening for it. And in the end, Martin hadn't been able to breathe. Douglas had been using his mouth, gripping his wrists, and, Christ.
Martin must have said his safeword three or four times before Douglas finally understood, and released him.
And now…now Douglas doesn't know what to do.
Or rather, he does know. But he's afraid, afraid that if he reaches for Martin now, Martin will flinch from him, and if that happens Douglas is afraid he will simply break, and of all the things he's done to Martin tonight, that would be the worst by far. He has no right to be a mess, when Martin is in this condition, when it's his fault.
Douglas has no choice but to pull himself together. Later, he can have his breakdown. Later, he can go and be sick. Now, he has to look after Martin, and if Martin won't let him do it, he'll have to go and find someone else. Someone who hasn't squandered Martin's trust.
He reaches for his shorts and pulls them up over his hips, then grabs the sheet and crouches on the floor beside Martin. Martin doesn't stir, doesn't acknowledge him. Douglas hesitates, because what he's about to do is either exactly the right thing, or the worst thing possible, with no chance of there being any middle ground. He has to make a choice, and he doesn't trust his choices right now.
Douglas takes a deep breath, and covers Martin in the sheet, from ankle to neck. And then he sits down beside him, his back against the bed, and tugs Martin up, bundling the sheet around him as he does so, so that Martin is completely covered.
He pulls Martin down against his chest and folds his arms around him, resting his chin on the top of the boy's sweat-damp hair. He glances down at Martin's neck while he's at it, examining the ruddy flesh for petechial hemorrhaging, but either Martin's fine or Douglas doesn't remember as much of his medical training as he likes to pretend. He's more certain of the latter, at the moment. He'll do his best to persuade Martin to go to a clinic, later.
"I'm sorry, Martin," says Douglas, forcing his own uncertainty down, making his voice smooth and reassuring. "It's no excuse, but I promise, I never meant to do anything you didn't want. I got carried away, and that shouldn't have happened." He trails the tips of his fingers down the side of Martin's face. "I wanted this to be special for you. I am truly, terribly sorry."
Martin shifts just the tiniest bit, burrowing a bit farther into Douglas's arms, and something tight and tense in Douglas's chest snaps. If he were the sort of man who cried, he might have cried then, for sheer relief.
"I need you to tell me if you're all right," says Douglas, in a firm voice, because he suspects that Martin would try to hide the damage if he were hurt, and Douglas needs to get the truth out of him now, while he's still obediently clinging to the edges of subspace. "I imagine your throat is sore, at the very least."
"It's not bad," says Martin, hoarsely, but articulately. "I just feel--shaky, I don't know. Douglas--I'm the one who's sorry. It wasn't your fault. You tried to warn me it might be too much, and I didn't listen."
"That doesn't matter," says Douglas, his voice stronger now, the rush of sweet relief making him feel more himself. "When one--does this sort of thing, someone has to keep an eye out, and that was my job. My only defense is that you quite--undid me, Martin."
Martin gives a small smile, just where Douglas can barely see it, and his heart lifts.
"So I wasn't complete rubbish, then?" says Martin, in a small voice.
Douglas groans, and it's not nearly as put on as he's trying to make it sound. "Christ, Martin. You were the embodied opposite of rubbish. You were a dream come true. Quite literally." Douglas sobers. "But I would rather none of it had happened, than that any of it should have--hurt you. I do--I do care about you, you know."
Martin straightens, suddenly. Douglas loosens his grip, just enough to let Martin maneuver, without letting him go entirely. With a start, he realizes that he needs to hold Martin as badly, or more so, than Martin needs to be held, and the thought makes his heart twist painfully.
"Do you, really?" says Martin, his expression searching and earnest. "You don't need to say it, just because you think I want to hear it. In fact, I really wish you wouldn't."
"Why would I do that?" Douglas looks down on him, honestly confused. The sweat that has gathered on the fragile skin under Martin's eyes look like tears, and he brushes it away with his thumb.
"People have," says Martin, uncertainly. "When they were trying to--talk me into things. I could tell, though, and I never wanted any of them enough to go through with it. But with you, I thought--I, I rather care for you, and I thought, at least I had the chance of trying sex for the first time with someone I actually wanted. Even if it didn't mean--the same, to you, I thought it would be better than just giving in and shagging someone I didn't give a toss about."
Douglas stares at Martin, feeling uniquely helpless to sort the myriad of emotions that have suffused him suddenly. "I meant what I said," he tells Martin. "I absolutely meant it. And I'm glad--" His throat closes up for second. "I'm glad you didn't let them. I--I honestly can't quite tell you what it means to me, that I was your first. As much as I wish things had gone differently."
Martin continues to look at him, without fear or suspicion in his lovely eyes. Douglas reaches for his hand and twines their fingers together.
"Is there any chance," he says, "not tonight, of course, I don't think I could--but another time, would you be willing to--try again, with me?"
Martin nods immediately, as though Douglas has just asked him the simplest, most obvious question in the world.
Douglas pulls Martin hard against his chest and holds him there, until he can feel the thrum of Martin's pulse slow and steady into a peaceful rhythm. Then he stands, pulling Martin with him, and pushes him gently until he's sitting on the bed. He fills a glass with water from the bathroom tap, then pushes it into Martin's hand and watches him carefully until he's drained it.
"You know," he says, "if you cared to provide me with the names of those bounders who tried to trick their way into your bed, I would take a truly uncivilized delight in presenting you with their heads on a platter."
Martin blinks at him, then blushes, then smiles. "Douglas," he says. "Is this you being…territorial?"
Douglas takes the empty glass from Martin's hand and sets it aside, then drops a careful kiss against Martin's raw lips. He thinks, Mine.
He says, "Don't tell anyone. I do have a reputation to maintain."
"Not any more, you bloody well don't," says Martin, tucking his head into Douglas's shoulder. It fits there as though it had been made for him. "The only reputation you've got to worry about now is how good a boyfriend I tell people you are."
"Is that so?" Douglas murmurs quietly, aware that he sounds only too delighted. "Well. In that case, feel free to inform every casual stranger you meet that if they lay a hand on you, they'll have me to answer to."
Martin chuckles and touches Douglas's arm, draped possessively over his chest. "Somehow," he says, "I rather doubt I'll need to say it."
Douglas makes a low, satisfied sound deep in his throat, and holds onto Martin as though it's the last thing he'll ever do. If his luck holds, it will be.
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Though my favorite has to be this: "The only reputation you've got to worry about now is how good a boyfriend I tell people you are."
It just makes me laugh so much, this exactly how Martin would tant Douglas.
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The amazing writing combined with the wonderful way you're in Douglas' head throughout this entire first time makes my angst gland swell to bursting point.
*Presents you a giant golden bunny*
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(Anonymous) 2012-04-05 11:08 pm (UTC)(link)Martin and Douglas indulging in one of those advanced lessons. Character exploration - what does each of them get out of it?
Not necessarily within the same 'verse - part of me desperately wants to explore the idea of *Douglas* being the one who wants to pretend to be forced, because it's the only way he can let go.
If you don't want it I'll have to leave it on the doorstep of the actual prompt post ;) <3
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So feel free to post it on the main prompt post, and if anyone wants to write it in the same 'verse as my story they're free to. Also, possibly RTYI: the "ignoring 'safeword' because it's not the real safeword" thing is something i picked up from etothepii's BDSM au story "Mutual Parasitism", and that scene is...quite unbelievably hot. Not D/M, however, being a Sherlock story.
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(Anonymous) 2012-04-06 11:10 pm (UTC)(link)I'm not sure I make sense, but while I love certain BDSM scenarios set in the regular world, so to say, of whichever fandom I'm reading, I was never comfortable with the BDSM AU (the big, pan-fandom one - I'm utterly fascinated at how it was born in SGA and spread to EVERYWHERE!) or with various other BDSM AUs. It would probably warrant further introspection, but I'm getting off-topic. ;-)
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(Anonymous) 2012-04-05 02:01 pm (UTC)(link)Other than despairing at Douglas, I loved it :)
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(Anonymous) 2012-04-05 02:56 pm (UTC)(link)I love what you've done with this. I want to wrap this fic in a shock blanket and cuddle with it. I'm at work so I can't be more detailed, but nnnnghmmmmpf
Thank you! <3333
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(Anonymous) 2012-04-05 03:26 pm (UTC)(link)I think what I liked best about this, though, was what we discover about Douglas- his possessive, territorial side, and the fact that when he falls, he falls hard for someone. I enjoyed all of it and the conversation at the end was excellent, but my favourite bit was that first section.
Love it!
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So.
*hi-5's*
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Loved this story. I teared up at parts of it.
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My goodness.