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it's electrifying

Summary - You know Adrian has a history with electricity so you decide to show him that it's really not all that bad.

(tw for: electro-stim, nipple play, unprotected sex, mild dom/sub dynamics, teasing, pain play, mutual orgasm)

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You know you’ve made the right call when Adrian’s eyes light up at the small pair of clamps and the thin black wires which lead down from them to the black plastic unit which sits comfortably atop your chest as you remain reclining against the sheets.

With Adrian’s cock buried deep within your walls, his favourite place to be, the pulsing heat and comfortable stretch of his cock is as familiar as ever as you watch him struggle to keep his hips still as his teeth appear to visibly worry at his lower lip.

“That looks kinky, baby. You sure you want to try them?”

He knew you had a surprise for him, but what he didn’t know was that the surprise for more for him than he probably realised. Kink play was nothing new, his enjoyment of a little pain colliding with your own to create a dynamic which could easily leave you both absolutely destroyed if you allowed it.

“Oh, they’re not for me.” You giggle, enjoying the way his eyes narrow before widening as they flick between your smug expression and the clamps. “I thought I would help show you that not all electricity is bad. It can be pretty fun if you know what you’re doing.”

“Hey. My balls can still feel those jumper cables,” Adrian speaks in a messy rush, his voice slightly higher than usual as his mouth runs without much thought, “and I don’t know maybe there’s some damage there that no one caught. They look and feel normal when I do my monthly cancer check but I mean, do you every find anything weird when you’re down th-”

“They’re not for your balls.”

“Oh, thank god because-”

“They’re for these.” Passing the clamps into your right hand, you roll the thumb of your left hand across the peaked pink nubs of his nipples and bite back a smirk as he visibly shivers, his nipples always having been more sensitive than your own. “And they don’t hurt. Not unless I want them to.” You add with a soft, teasing wink.

At the playfully dominant words, Adrian’s mouth goes a little slack and you sigh as his cock sinks an inch deeper into your cunt as his ability to even pretend to control himself slips for a moment.

“You promise you know how to use them?” He breathes out the question and you don’t miss the spark of interest which alights in his green eyes. “Are you,” he pauses, “certified to use them? Do you need a certification or some kind of safety training? Is there a leaflet or a video?”

“Babe, they’re harmless. Trust me.”

Trust me.

And, despite it all, despite all the mania and the sociopathy which stains most of his more questionable decisions, he actually does.

His arms outstretched on either side of your body as he props himself up, the simple act taking nothing from him due to his enhanced stamina and strength, he doesn’t move as you show him the clamps – squeezing them open to show him the small, smooth metal circles which will pass the current through his chest. They weren’t terribly painful, your own experimentation with e-stim making you aware of exactly how intense they could be, but he was less familiar and the sensation sometimes took a moment to get used to.

“You ready?” Flicking your thumb across his nipple, you give him another chance to back out, knowing that he won’t.

“Light me up, baby.” Adrian answers, his eyes watching with wide fascination as you close the clamp over his nipple. His expression doesn’t shift, the clamp itself being on the weaker side of things, but you can feel the throb of his cock as he keeps it dutifully buried within your walls while you apply the matching clamp to the other side.

“How’s that feel?”

“Doesn’t feel like much. Reminds me of a time I got my nipple caught in one of the drawers in my mom’s basement.” Adrian admits, one hand rising from the bed to push his hair back from his forehead as his green eyes shine down to meet your own. “I got a new switchblade and when I was testing it I didn’t want to slice up my t-shirt. So, I stripped off naked and then dropped it to- oh fuck!”

As much as you are enjoying the little story, the look of shock which lights up his features is so worth it as you roll the switch up to deliver a mild shock through the clamps, the settings locked into a pulsing effect which allows for two seconds of peace before a fresh shock is delivered. With the wires dangling to tickle across your exposed stomach, you barely feel them as you focus on the stretch of his cock and the way the corners of his eyes widen as each new pulse of electricity arcs through his sensitive nubs.

“Fuck, this is-,” Adrian breaks himself off to whine slightly and grind his groin against your own as you roll the switch up an extra couple of notches, “-it’s nice. Like someone pinching hard with pliers but not really. Do you want me to fuck you like this?” It’s a question but you can hear the plea hidden in the desperate words.

“Oh, yes.” You purr up at him, totally entranced by the small flashes of discomfort which roll through the thick arousal which sits in his green eyes every time the electricity flows. “And if you want, I can play with the settings, keep things interesting as you fuck me? I can go higher?”

Adrian doesn’t even reply, his focus immediately shifting to the task at hand as what remains of his self-control dissolves instantly, his head nodding his consent as slips one hand down to lift your leg, adjusting you with gentle hands as he finds a new position to continue fucking you as deeply as he can. The new angle is delicious, his cock rubbing against your g-spot with every thrust and you moan freely as your shaking fingers twist the dial for his clamps up another few notches.

Now at the upper end of the current, you can feel the effect of the pulsing electricity as each sharp jolt causes Adrian to gasp and his stunted breathing creates a new frantic rhythm as you place the e-stim unit on your bouncing chest and instead bring one of your hands up to circle his wrist on the bed while the other wraps around Adrian’s neck to tug at the curled hair which sits at the nape.

“Is it on max?” Adrian stutters out, his words catching as a fresh shock courses through him. “Cause I think I could go even higher?”

“Oh really, big guy?” You reply, groaning as you roll your hips and angle your clit so it grinds against his cock. “Maybe I should take them off your nipples then? Let’s put them back on your balls and then we’ll see if you still want to go higher.”

“Hey, maybe we shoul- ouch!”

Snatching your hands from his wrist and neck as he speaks, you quickly press down on the clamps, forcing the mechanism to tighten and squeeze his nipples with increased pressure – really allowing him to feel the pinching discomfort as the tight band of arousal which circles your gut feels ready to snap.

Adrian beats you to it though. He comes from the sudden assault on his nipples with a sharp gasp, his head dropping to bury itself against your neck in a barrage of sloppy kisses and bites as his stuttering hips keep fucking himself into you – determined to drag every inch of pleasure from your tight walls. The heat of his release, the familiar burn of it as he fills you up, is enough to push you over the edge and you dig your fingernails into the exposed skin of his back as you abandon the black unit on your chest and focus on squeezing him with everything you have.

You both stay like that for a minute, stealing and sharing as much pleasure as possible as the stench of sweat and sex fills the air, but eventually the overstimulation sets in and you tap Adrian gently on the shoulder to get him to pull free. He does so with a shuddering sigh, his wilting cock laying heavily atop your cunt as you release the clamps from his nipples and pull them free, soft hands rubbing the pinched nubs to massage the blood back into them.

His release drips from your cunt, the skin there feeling warm and only slightly achy from the stretch of his cock as you drop the e-stim unit to a free area to the side of the bed and try to steady your breath, loving the way that his nipples are reddened and remain peaked as he hovers.

“I loved that.” Adrian exhales, head tilting with an almost puppy-like curiosity as he stares down at you unblinking – his recovery time always a little quicker than your own. “Hey, the pawn shop down by the diner always has these weird tasers for sale. Some of them are modified and illegal as hell, but they’re pretty cool. Maybe I’ll pick one up and you can use it on me? Not on my balls, cause that would really fucking suck, but we could-”

“Adrian?”

“Yeah?”

“Shut up for a minute and plant yourself between my tits.”

“Yes, ma’am.” Adrian smiles, lowering his arms until he’s able to gently drop himself atop your sweat-slicked skin. He’s quick to press his cheek against your chest, his mouth kissing the space between your tits with reverence as he adjusts his body to fit yours comfortably. After a moment, his head tilts up enough to make sure that you can see the wolfish flash of his white teeth. “You mean, like this?”

Rolling your eyes, you pull your arm up from the bed to run your fingers through his hair – wrapping a digit around a few of his dark curly strands as you tag at them playfully until his face twitches with discomfort and his mouth falls open a little.

“So, you still want to kill my boss for me?” Quickly diverting back to the topic of discussion which had been your shared focus before sex had inevitably taken over, you remind him of his easy offer as you once again complained about the shitty shifts which your boss had scheduled for you in the week ahead.

“After all that?” Adrian sighs, dissolving into your touch with a shameless, unspoken need. “Fuck, I’ll kill your boss, his wife, his weird lookin’ kids, his favourite uber driver. You name it, baby.”

“Atta boy.” You giggle, carefully picking up the e-stim kit and moving it gently to the sideboard before returning your attention to the sociopathic ball of energy who was now tracing the outlines of your organs through the skin with that familiar unshakeable smile.

Maybe you would get him to pick up one of those tasers.

What could possibly go wrong?

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