Chapter Text
It was only 10 A.M. on a Saturday morning, the 6th day of the deal, and Cronus was bored out of his mind.
After strumming a few chords on his guitar and pacing the room a couple times, Cronus had become frustrated yet again. He had intended on staying inside for the entire day, despite what Kankri had said, but with the rate that things were going, he was going to have to leave at some point. Not to mention that it was obvious that Kankri had left the vibrator on an even higher setting than before, and he had a very visible erection.
He leaned back on his bed, stretching. He regretted ever getting a human bed to sleep in in lieu of a recuperacoon. He got nightmares occasionally, but then again, Derse dreamers were used to it. He trailed his fingers over his inner thigh, then higher, feeling his arousal through his jeans. His pants were growing tighter by the second. Fucking Kankri and his fucking deal.
He unzipped his pants, freeing his erection. It seemed to pulsate in his hands as he stroked it, his nook growing even hotter with every swipe of his hand. Genetic material dripped from the tip and over the back of his hand, and he groaned under his breath.
The receiver had crackled on in his ear, and Kankri cleared his throat and began to speak about the hemospectrum and oppression. That would normally be a major boner killer for Cronus, but with how close he was, it only seemed to make him focus his thoughts on Kankri instead.
In his mind's eye, it was Kankri's lips around his cock, Kankri's tongue flicking across his shaft, and when he spilled over his bedsheets, it was Kankri's name that he half-whispered into the empty corners of his bedroom.
"Oh my God. Oh my God, are you getting off to this?" asked Kankri in disbelief.
"No!" Cronus announced, maybe a bit too loud, because Kankri sighed into the receiver.
"I'm coming over there now."
Cronus looked at the mess he had made of his bedsheets and sighed, readjusting himself and tucking his flaccid member back into his tight pants. He grabbed his guitar and stepped out the door only to find Kankri on the front steps, waiting for him.
"You've been good these past 3 days. I'm going to give you an option. You either spend the rest of the week with the vibrator inside of you, or you move on to phase 2."
"You didn't tell me about a phase 2, chief." Cronus muttered, following Kankri into his hive. It was as freakishly neat as usual, but there were some changes. Kankri had lay several vibrators over the desk, only one connected to a remote control, and over the back of his oversized chair, there were strips of red fabric. "I'm certainly up to it, but what is it?"
"Strip down and sit down." Kankri ordered. "Leave your boxers on."
Cronus did as he was told. Soon, he was almost completely naked, standing in front of Kankri trying to cover his growing arousal.
"I have a total of 2 remote control vibrators." Kankri said. "This one will be going in your nook." He held up a large, thick, menacing-looking one with a wide silver tip.
"I suppose the one i'm using will be up my ass then?" asked Cronus sarcastically.
"Don't be ridiculous. I'll be using it." said Kankri. "Now sit down and let me secure your bonds."
Kankri straddled Cronus's waist, then forced his arm behind his back and tied it to the arm of the chair. Cronus noticed the controller sticking out of Kankri's pocket, and recognized a golden opportunity to take control. He kissed Kankri fiercely, exploring the inside of his mouth with his tongue, and while he was distracted, he reached into Kankri's pocket, seizing the controller and hiding it behind his back. It was a small controller, and it easily fit in one of his hands. He transferred it to the already-bound hand, then when he was sure everything was secured, he pulled away, biting his lower lip.
Kankri cleared his throat. "Well. Ah. Let's just finish tying you up now." Cronus smiled inwardly. He must have really distracted him well if he had rendered him speechless like that.
He got Cronus's other hand bound, and once he was completely tied up, he reached into his boxers, stroking his bulge for a few seconds before probing two fingers deep into his nook.
Cronus switched the vibrator to setting 1 just as Kankri's fingers located it, and as he began pulling it out, he turned it off.
"It's off? That's funny, i don't remember turning it off. I'll have to punish you even more now that i'm aware of this fact." He ran his tongue up the slick surface of the vibrator, licking it clean of fluids, and Cronus shivered involuntarily, unwilling to show how aroused he was yet obviously showing it.
Kankri slipped the vibrator into his pocket, and Cronus thought he saw something flash over his face. However, all of that was forgotten when Kankri returned with the other, larger vibrator.
He aggressively yanked Cronus's boxers down to his ankles and threw them across the room, then slowly, carefully pushed the vibrator inside of him. Cronus's head dropped back. It hurt a lot more than the other one, but it slid in very easily due to how wet he had become.
"Fuck..." Cronus exhaled.
"Watch your offensive language. That could be triggering to some people," was Kankri's response.
"Shut up. It's only you and me here, " Cronus said. "It's just you and me," he repeated, a bit quieter this time. They were silent. Perhaps Kankri was also remembering the time when Cronus had kissed him to shut him up. The shit they were playing at was a lot more than a couple of punk-ass kids practicing kissing in the basement.
Kankri picked up the other remote from the table and turned it up halfway. Cronus shuddered, feeling waves of pleasure radiate from his nook. Kankri turned the dial down to its lowest setting, then began stripping off his clothes.
When his sweater hit the floor, Cronus erupted into laughter. Kankri crossed his arms, glaring at him. "What?"
"Your pants." He managed.
"What's wrong with my leggings, Cronus?" Kankri asked, hooking his thumbs in the waistband that ended right around his nipples. "They're a traditional garment for someone of my blood caste."
"Take them off right now and fucking burn them. I never want to see them on you again." Cronus said, still trying to suppress laughter. He knew that he was under Kankri's control now, but he couldn't stop laughing at those fucking pants.
Kankri fumbled with the zipper and finally managed to get them off. They fell to the floor, discarded, and now, Kankri stood fully naked in front of him. He was short and scrawny, not much muscle. He seemed to be average in the bulge department as well. Cronus wasn't going to laugh at him, however, because as much as he would hate to admit it, Kankri's bulge may even rival his own when erect.
Kankri slipped his own vibrator inside of him and frowned. "Now where did i put that controller?" He moved towards Cronus, away from his clothes and the table, and Cronus knew at once that he knew. There was no use fucking around anymore.
As soon as Kankri got close enough, Cronus twisted the dial in his hands, wrenching it up to 12. Kankri let out a low groan, almost falling on top of Cronus as he shook, practically sobbing with pleasure.
"Cronus," he gasped, his hands shaking, trying to pull himself further up on Cronus's lap. Cronus realized that Kankri wanted the controller, either that, or he wanted him. Either way, seeing Kankri out of control like this turned him on a lot more than the vibrator that had been inside of him for the past week.
But then, Kankri got another idea. He drew back, stopped clutching at Cronus’s shoulders, and slipped two fingers inside his own nook, casting the vibrator away. It hit the wall and clattered on the floor, still buzzing at an intense speed. He reached down, grabbing the controller out of Cronus's hand and switching the vibrator off. It grew still on the floor. The room was silent.
Kankri stood up, his face flushed scarlet, his bulge still hard despite his effort to control it. "You're not behaving, Cronus. You should warn me before you pull a maneuver like that, or at least add the appropriate tags."
"I told you, Kankri, this is real life, there are no ta-" Cronus's words were stopped by a single finger pressed to his lips.
"Quiet now." Kankri said.
He picked up the other controller, the one that activated Cronus's vibrator. He turned it up one notch, then another, then another, until Cronus was trembling and struggling against his bonds. Purple genetic material was dripping from his nook and pooling on the cushions of the chair, and occasionally he would let out a small moan.
Kankri switched the controller to the highest level. Now Cronus was practically at his peak, and his soft moaning was intermingled with the sound of Kankri's name. Normally Kankri would find that almost endearing. Today, however, it just fueled his anger.
Just as Cronus was about to come, the vibrations stopped. Cronus looked up to see Kankri putting on his clothes, not even bothering to untie him.
Right before he left the room, Kankri slipped something over his earfin. The transmitter. He left it there with a nod in his direction. You know where to find me.
It took all of 2 minutes for Cronus to try and contact Kankri, and he spent only 10 seconds actually trying to get free. The rest of them he spent wishing that there was a way to take care of his arousal. He had never been this turned on in his life, and now, there was no way to remedy this problem.
So after thinking this over, he managed to flip the transmitter on by pressing the button against the headrest of the chair and said into the receiver, "Kankri, please come back."
"Not until you beg." came the voice on the other end, and his tone was so filled with condescension and rage that Cronus almost didn't want to. But his aching member said otherwise, and he found himself doing the precise thing he had never intended to do.
"Please, Kankri. Come back here and do whatever you want with me, i don't care, just please take care of this."
The door opened, and Kankri entered, drawing the controller out of his back pocket. He flicked it onto the lowest setting. Cronus let out a small gasp as it flared to life inside of him, but it still wasn't enough. He gritted his teeth as Kankri moved to stand in front of him.
Kankri flipped the switch again. It was at its halfway point now, and Cronus was yet again on edge as Kankri knelt between his legs. He teased the tip of Cronus's bulge with his lips before running his tongue all over the ridged surface. Cronus's breath caught in his throat. Why couldn't this have happened sooner?
As Kankri took the tip into his mouth, sucking on it lightly, Cronus found himself brought to the brink of orgasm. Kankri captured all of his genetic material between his lips, looking Cronus in the eye and swallowing. He had only ever seen that sort of thing performed in the human porn films he watched, and it was so obscene to him, yet somehow, it turned him on even more.
"Oh. I suppose i should have warned you beforehand," Kankri muttered as an afterthought, wiping his lips with the back of his hand.
"No, no babe, you were great." Cronus said, still slightly stunned. The vibrator lay still inside of him. He didn't remember Kankri ever turning it off.
Kankri took a knife out of the desk drawer and cut Cronus's bonds, then helped him stand. Cronus's knees were still weak, and he nearly collapsed on top of the smaller troll before he regained his footing. Finally, Cronus found his voice.
"What are we?" Cronus asked after a few seconds of silence.
"I believe we would fall under the 'caliginous' or kismesis quadrant, as illustrated by some of our earlier behaviors and demeanors towards each other. These include, but are not limited to, your use of hemophobic slurs towards my blood caste and my rigid enforcement of rules that i had fabricated as an experimental-"Kankri began, but Cronus cut him off.
"Wait, what was that last bit? Are you sayin' you just made up Phase 2 on the spot?"
"Perhaps you could say that, or perhaps you could choose a different form of phrasing, such as 'I had formed Phase 2 as a temporary experimental procedure to judge whether you would make an adequate kismesis,' or, 'Phase 2 was the culmination of my instantaneous-"
Cronus stepped back, pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration. "Fine, fine. Just as long as we have a thing now, that's all that matters, right?"
He had expected Kankri to spout off another five-paragraph explanation, but he just nodded and handed him his T-shirt. Cronus pulled it on and leaned in for another kiss, and when Kankri responded, that was the only answer he needed.