#do they even have a ship name yet

[banned-for-horny]

Bad Dog

Kylar tries to be a brat tamer.

wrote this as a spiritual successor to those sydney one shots i wrote. i honestly dont remember what kylar likes in canon, but i just took the idea and ran with it :3

Trying to ruin Sydney might have been a bust, but it did have its perks, Kylar thinks.

For one, he is now completely stocked up on every sex toy one could own in this stupid town. Vibrators, strap-ons, restraints, whips, masks, you name it. And he actually knows how to use them! Who knew becoming Sydney's personal fuck buddy could be so useful?

Still, as Kylar tightens the pink dog muzzle around Whitney's face, he can't help but think he might be biting off a bit more than he can chew.

At least with Sydney, they'd been good friends. Even after the incident with Dr. Harper, Sydney never tried to hurt him or harass him or threaten to shove a broom up his ass. Sydney was a rational, kind masochist who just so happened to be interested in Kylar's beloved. Sydney could be reasoned with.

Whitney? Well, Whitney is unconscious and naked in Kylar's basement for a reason.

Kylar still doesn't understand what you see in the delinquent. Whitney bullies and harasses you almost every day. He even steals your clothes like some kind of creep.

(Kylar pats the little baggie of your underwear in his pocket at the thought. How terrible it would have been if Whitney had gotten his hands on them!)

And, worst of all, you don't seem to mind it, either! When you go on your study dates with Kylar, you mention Whitney taking you out for drinks and how fun the pub is. It's wrong, Kylar thinks. He knows you would never do something like that. You're not that kind of person, obviously. The only reason why you'd ever say those kinds of things is because of Whitney, but he can fix that.

The leather strap nearly snaps from how hard Kylar pulls on it. He'll make sure he fixes that soon.

Kylar circles around the naked Whitney, a bubble of jealous rising in his chest. Whitney is...basically everything Kylar isn't: strong, tall, and confident. And also pierced in the nipples. He leans down to eye those and frowns. Are you into that kind of thing? He...could try, if you were.

"Might hurt, though..." Kylar mumbles as he shuffles back to his box of goods. He'd made sure to give each one a thorough wash with warm water and soap, and he sets aside the anal beads in favor of the self-pumping fleshlight. After another glance, he grabs four bullet vibes out of the twenty pack (which Sydney had insisted they use all at once before, only to discover that he and Kylar are horribly ticklish). "But, anything to make my beloved happy..."

Right. This is for you. You need to see how easily broken Whitney could be.

Kylar swallows down the nerves in his throat as he grabs Whitney's flaccid cock. It's definitely thicker than his own. Sydney's is still in its cage, but he feels safe in assuming Whitney outsizes him, too. Tearing off a packet of lube with his teeth, Kylar dribbles the cool liquid all over the shaft, gives it two quick pumps with one hand (that doesn't quite reach all the way around), and crams it on.

Somehow, Whitney does not wake up from the rough handling. Kylar really hopes that the dosage he hit him with wasn't too high.

He tapes two of the vibes on either side of his balls, then finishes with two over his pierced nipples. Everything is a soft, blushing pink. Coupled with the dog muzzle and fluffy pink ears, Whitney looks almost adorable like this. The set DID come with mitts and a tail, but he'd rather not push his luck just yet.

"Now, where's the remote..." Kylar pats down his pockets, then returns to the box. "Could've sworn it was-"

"Mm..."

Kylar freezes. The chair creaks as Whitney begins to stir, face twisting with exhaustion. He's tied down, the teen has to tell himself. Whitney's tied down, and he can't harm you here.

He exhales and forces himself to search, even as Whitney's shifting grows louder and more frantic. The first step in asserting dominance is by remaining calm when the other panics. The second is by asserting your power over the other in the situation. So when the chair starts to scuffle and Whitney lets out an enraged shout through his teeth, Kylar picks up the remote for the pump and turns it on.

"Mmphf!" Whitney jolts in his chair, hips bucking wildly in an attempt to dislodge the toy.

"I-I wouldn't," Kylar warns as he turns around. "T-Those toys, they're very expensive. And...and you wouldn't want to break them and upset me, r-right?"

Stuttering is definitely not how to assert dominance, because Whitney glares at him and outright snarls like some wolf from the woods. Had it not been for the padded dog muzzle, Kylar's sure he'd be spewing all kinds of mean words his way.

"Hey, bad boy!" Kylar shouts and turns the dial. The pump picks up speed, squelching with each suck, and Whitney's snarl cuts off as he returns to thrashing. It takes lowering the speed for him to finally stop. "If-If you k-keep on lashing out, I'll turn it up all the way to max."

Whitney's eyes burn with pure disdain, slightly mitigated by his ears, dog mask, and absolutely erect cock.

It's a start. Kylar mentally pats himself on the back before trying to recall what else those guys at the dog pound had said when it came to taming feral dogs. "G-Good boy," he says. "You...you don't have to worry. I'm not gonna hurt you."

'But I'll fucking kill you,' he can almost hear Whitney spit. The delinquent's eyes are darting between the four walls and the smattering of sex toys, his chest heaving when it finally returns to Kylar. 'Oh, you are so fucking DEAD.'

"H-hey, bad boy," Kylar warns. He reaches for the remote again, catching the way the delinquent twitches. "I'm...we won't be using any of the bigger things today, b-but if you keep on misbehaving, I...I'll have no choice but to punish you!"

Whitney snorts and rolls his eyes. 'You? Punish me? Hah-' His body jolts as Kylar turns on the vibes, another snarl echoing from his mask. With how tight the ropes are, the most he can do is thrash his head and shout.

Kylar decides to turn on the pump, and Whitney's skin flushes against the rope as he strains to break free. "Bad boy," he repeats, just a bit louder to be heard over Whitney's own wailing. He watches each twitch of the delinquent's muscles, each inhale coming faster until-

He shuts off everything. Whitney chokes and bucks his hips up into the pump. Without the friction, he doesn't orgasm.

Kylar almost feels bad. Sydney does it to him all the time. He knows how terrible that can feel to get so close and not release.

But then Whitney starts swearing, audible even through the muzzle, and his pity disappears. He digs through the box and produces a fuzzy pink collar, one end weighed down by a black box. He shuffles towards Whitney and dodges his violent headbutts, using the momentum to clamp it around his neck.

'I'll kill you!' Whitney's eyes scream as Kylar fishes another remote from his pocket. 'I'll FUCKING KILL Y-'

He hits MAX for all three remotes.

Whitney's eyes roll back as the machines get to work. The pump is the loudest, overpowering the hum of the vibe bullets with a loud slurp from the lube. The collar itself isn't designed to do anything worse than a light zap, but Kylar still catches the delinquent's body tightening from the shock. He wonders if the aphrodisiacs he'd put in the lube makes it feel better or worse.

His first orgasm hits, and Kylar sets the remotes aside and watches as Whitney's rage begins to crumble. He bucks his hips wildly as the pump milks him dry. He twists his chest and head, but all it does is cause the pretty pink bullets to peep through the tape. His eyes begin to water, spilling down his cheeks as his body starts to tremble.

Overstimulation. Another one of Sydney's favorites.

Kylar finally relents when the pump wrings another orgasm and a scream from Whitney. The delinquent's body shimmers with sweat, going slack in his chair as he struggles to catch his breath. It looks safe enough to approach, but he keeps one hand on the collar's remote at all times. "Are you done misbehaving?" he asks slowly, ironing out his stutter as best he can.

Whitney's chest heaves. His head rolls to one side, eyes shiny with tears. In the low light of the basement, he looks almost perfect. Not in the same, ethereal way Sydney sometimes look when he's smiling at Kylar and patting his head, no.

He looks dangerous. Vicious. And there's a little flutter in Kylar's stomach when he holds up the remote and catches a flicker of defiance in the delinquent's eye.

"Bad dog," Kylar repeats and thumbs the remote's dial. "Very bad dog."

[coffeecrows]

cmon man you can’t just leave this in the comments like that

I got to see the dnd movie a week early because we managed to find preview tickets so i’ve been waiting impatiently for everyone else to see it just so i could talk about how i think edgin and xenk could’ve been gay if given more screen time

[kringle-c]

happy baldurs gate anniversary

[ibenology]

Gwen: maybe you should be here on time

Alice: hey Gwen, time isn’t real

Me: oh so you want each other carnally

[thepastneverforgets]

felt the need to sum up my feelings on a current fav crackship with a low rent edit.

[u3pxx]

i just thinmk that

[midnightdemonhunter]

*ally voice* a little pillow talk

[celestriix]

read a fic about them and i can't stop thinking about them

[murderandcoffee]

I think that alice and gwen should make out sloppy style

[smalltowngunshow]

ALL I DO IS WIN WIN WIN NO MATTER WHAT!!!!

[saruside-01]

WAKE UP NEW SHIP TO BE OBSESSED ABOUT FOR NEXT 2 MONTHS JUST DROPPED!!

[moriartyyouwhore]

TWO MINUTES screen time for Cregan Stark and all the little gay people in my phone go WILD

[adrianicsea]

"Blackjack Griffin couldn't remember the last time he had a bath. Couldn't remember what it felt like to have a naked body pressed up against his. That was all about to change..."

A.P. Bio 4x01

[floorbeastie]

LMK S5 SPOILERS!!!

ShadowSerpent redraw :D

[flowerisherehi]

I haven't been able to finish anything so here's a bunch of unfinished stupid sketches sorry...I fucking moved to a different state and started a whole new school and decided id be fucking rory gilmore and take 3 ap classes so yeah (；´_ゝ`)I love these weirdos dearly

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Ask and you shall receive (a sneak peak of what's to come)