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Cage of Enlightenment

Summary:

Prince Damian takes his frustrations from the day out on his bodyguard, Jason.

Notes:

A new series! Set in some generic medieval fantasy land that is fleshed out in a prequel that I skipped over in order to write the smut. The important part is Damian is a prince and Jason is his very loyal bodyguard/bedwarmer.

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It had been a long day of arguing with nobles and Damian was more than ready to return to his chambers. When the last noble had left the great hall, Damian didn't bother to wait for his grandfather's dismissal and immediately stood to slide out the rear door. His grandfather might have some words for him later, but Damian knew if he stayed any longer, someone would receive the brunt of his frustration.

Even walking down the hall in peaceful silence was enough to help calm him down after the chaos of the day, his bodyguard's quiet footsteps following behind him. Jason had spotted Damian's annoyance, had pulled him back from shouting a few times with quick, light touches to his shoulder. Once, when a noble had spoken specifically to Damian, insulting him, Damian heard Jason growl and, based on the terrified look that sprang across the noble's visage, assumed Jason gave his worst protective glare.

Remembering Jason's growl made Damian's cock stir. He enjoyed all the sounds Jason made—playing with him would be perfect way to unwind from the day.

Speeding up slightly, Damian came quickly to his chambers and let himself in, only taking a few steps inside. Jason followed close behind and turned to shut the door. As soon as he faced forward once more, Damian crowded him against the door. Though he had to look up a little to meet Jason's eyes, Damian didn't mind—Jason would cut off his feet if Damian told him he needed to be shorter—something primal in Damian reveling in having complete control over a taller and bulkier man.

Damian slid one hand up Jason's arm, caressing the large muscles, before reaching behind Jason's head to unlatch his face mask. "I could hear you growl today," Damian said, "but I suppose that's an acceptable sound to make." Damian placed his fingertips on the top and bottom of the mask and slowly pulled it away from Jason's face. The opposite side of the mask had a false phallus attached—not thick enough to lock up Jason's jaw and not long enough to plunge into his throat, but enough to mimic the shape of a cock and give Jason something to suck on while he was protecting Damian in silence.

"Tonight," Damian said with a sly grin, "I want to hear you scream." Jason swallowed loudly as soon as the phallus left his lips, breaking the strings of saliva that trailed after it. Damian dropped the mask to the ground carelessly—Jason would pick it up and clean it later—and moved his hand down towards Jason's clothed chest. He pressed gently against the rings visibly protruding from Jason's nipples before grabbing the hem of Jason's tunic. Jason assisted once Damian made his move, pulling the tunic over his head so his chest was bare, then let his arms return to his sides, watching Damian closely and subtly pushing out his chest.

Damian was happy to oblige. He bent down to wrap his lips around Jason's pierced left nipple and sucked hard. A broken moan fell from Jason's lips. Teeth pressed into the skin in threat, making Jason tense, and a sharp tug on Jason's right nipple ring made Jason cry out. His bodyguard made the most beautiful noises; it was up to Damian to play him correctly in order to elicit those sounds. He set to his task, biting and sucking and tugging at Jason's nipples until they were bright red and so sensitive that a tap of Damian's fingertip had Jason hissing and involuntarily flinching.

Chest conquered, Damian moved his teasing farther south, unlacing Jason's trousers and pushing them and his undergarments down. Jason stepped out of his boots and his pants in order to bare himself completely, but Damian couldn't look away from the treasure he uncovered.

As Damian had made certain of this morning before leaving the room, a gilded cage was wrapped around Jason's cock, preventing it from becoming erect. With Damian's teasing, the cock had turned a dark red, purpling at the tip, and must have left Jason aching as it tried to escape upwards. Damian pressed his fingertips through the cage, lightly rubbing over Jason's foreskin and tugging it away from the head. Jason whimpered, his cock twitching and trying valiantly to grow hard. Damian smiled and pressed his hand underneath the cage, fondling Jason's balls before moving back to toy with Jason's final adornment.

A false phallus was shaped to remain inside Jason until removed, unable to slide out on its own. Damian wrapped his hand around the base, twisting it inside Jason before tugging it out and pressing it back in a few times in rapid succession. With each press, Jason groaned, rocking his hips into Damian.

Damian's own trousers had grown tight; he had played with Jason enough. "Undress me," Damian commanded, "then get on the bed."

Jason didn't waste any time, unwrapping Damian's formal clothes and peeling them off until they both stood nude but for their jewelry—piercings and cage for Jason; necklace, bracelets, and earrings for Damian. Following the second half of the order, Jason got on the bed, laying on his back and spreading his legs for Damian. Damian stalked forward, eyes on the base of the phallus still protruding from Jason. He climbed onto the bed and with the better angle, put his fingers back around the phallus, fucking it in and out of Jason. Jason threw his head back into the pillows, groaning. The rim around the phallus was red and though Damian enjoyed watching it move in and out, he ached to replace it with his own cock and sink inside.

He tossed the phallus aside, Jason letting out a harsh sigh as his body was empty for the first time in hours. Kept warm inside Jason, some of the cum that Damian had left there this morning followed the phallus out. Jason's rim fluttered, trying to keep the cum in or possibly push it out. It didn't matter as Damian was lining his cock up and pressing it back in. Jason's unhappy sigh became a gasp as Damian filled him once more, cock pressing into all the places the false phallus couldn't.

Once fully inside, Damian paused, closing his eyes to let the sensation of Jason's hole pulse around him. Jason's body welcomed him in.

Damian opened his eyes, looking down at Jason's angry red cock and then up to the glistening rings pierced through his stiff nipples. It was a night where Damian only wanted to hear Jason's noises. He leaned forward to bring his mouth back to Jason's nipples, biting down hard and tugging. Jason shouted in pain and tried to jerk away, his walls squeezing down on Damian's cock to push him back out. Damian soothed the nipple with his tongue, gently sucking and licking at it before biting down again. Jason alternated between moans and pained noises until Damian began to move his hips and Jason let out gasps with each thrust. These, Damian knew Jason exaggerated, but he didn't mind.

At one point, Jason let out an extended groan, closing his eyes as his body twitched and tried to move beneath Damian. Damian pulled away to watch Jason's cock twitch and try to grow, precum streaming from the tip. But Jason wasn't allowed to come yet, and nothing more escaped his body except heavy panting as he held himself back from the edge.

Damian gave Jason a small smile. That was all the acknowledgement he allowed before bringing his mouth back down to Jason's chest and wringing whatever noises he could out of him. Damian could feel his own orgasm beginning to rise, the tension as his sack grew closer to his body. Damian gave each nipple a parting tug before shifting to get a proper hold of Jason's hips and snap his hips forecefully, chasing that tension to completion. He kept thrusting through his release, cum spilling inside and out around Damian's cock with each punch in.

Finally, Damian let his cock slip away from Jason, cum spilling out after. Jason had done well and Damian would be happy to reward him. Damian released a chain around his neck, grabbing the small key that hung at its end. Jason's eyes lit up when he saw Damian bring the key towards his cage.

"My Prince," Jason moaned.

Damian could hear the gratitude in Jason's voice as he cupped the gilded cage, pushing his thumb through an opening to rub at the trapped cock covered in precum which had leaked down its shaft. "I will let you out for now." His other hand unlocked the cage and he pulled it off, Jason's cock rapidly growing to its full size, larger than Damian and twitching in urgency.

Damian sat back, pulling his hands away and watching Jason's cock tremble and leak, Jason's balls already drawn close to his body. One touch would set him off. Or perhaps something else. Damian brought his lips level with the cockhead and blew a stream of air across the tip.

Jason gasped and his body jackknifed, back arching as his cock released a forceful stream of cum. After what Damian put him through, the aftershocks continued long after release, Jason shivering though his cock remained standing tall.

With his own cock soft, Damian's desire turned towards wringing Jason for everything he had, seeing how long it took to turn noises of pleasure into noises of pain.

He shoved two fingers into Jason's cum-filled hole, crooking them until he found the spot that gave most pleasure. His fingers would not let up from that spot until Jason was done. Damian started by rubbing his fingers in circles, Jason rocking into his hand and breathing heavily, but not making enough noise. Damian lowered his face to lick at Jason's shaft and set to work cleaning it.

"Please," Jason begged.

It seemed his fingers and mouth were not enough. Damian bared his teeth and let them scrape across the vein running up Jason's cock. Jason shouted, flinching away even as he came again. Damian pulled his mouth away so nothing would land on his head but he did not let up on the fingers inside Jason, pushing at the spot to see how long his orgasm could be drawn out. Jason managed what seemed like a few small, extra spurts, before his cock began to wilt.

But Damian was not done. He set his mouth back to Jason's cock, coaxing it towards hardness once more. Again the cycle repeated until Jason came a third time, this time a much smaller release. Damian moved down the shaft to mouth at Jason's shaved balls, sucking them into his mouth and gently squeezing his jaw as if he were to bite. He wanted to empty them, force Jason through pleasure and pain until there was nothing left.

Jason's noises had turned to pained hisses and gasps, oversensitive from what Damian had wrought. His cock would not rise again, no matter how Damian set his mouth to it.

He shoved more fingers into Jason's hole, two more joining for a total of four. Cum had stopped leaking and Damian could see Jason's sore, red rim stretch painfully around his hand. He would not add a thumb tonight and he set his fingers back to massaging the pleasure point. Even pained by the stretch, Jason could not help but move into his hand begging for more with a groan, well trained in taking anything and everything that Damian would give him.

With Jason's cock no longer stiff and large, Damian took the softened member into his mouth, swallowing its full length down. Jason whimpered as Damian tried to send him over the precipice again. Damian pressed his fingers and sucked with his mouth and did everything he could. Jason trembled beneath him, cock unable to rise but still being forced towards pleasure.

All at once, Jason tensed, body frozen. He let out a pained whimper then fell still and boneless. Damian pulled his mouth away to look up at Jason; his eyes were closed in unconsciousness. Damian had wrung every last drop out of him—no seed spilled inside his mouth with Jason's final release.

Damian removed his hand and got out of bed to fetch a basin and cloth to clean his hands and perfunctorily wipe Jason down. Their endeavor had put Damian in a calm mood, the day's earlier worries wiped away and his body satisfied. It would take no time at all before Damian joined Jason in slumber. But before he did, Damian needed to do one thing.

He scooped up the cage lying carelessly on the bed and brought it back to close around Jason's soft cock. Jason always awoke before Damian; if he had somewhere else to be in the morning, Damian did not want to be awoken just to lock the cage back on. Once it was secured, Damian made himself comfortable in bed, leaving some space between himself and Jason. His tired body soon pulled him down into sleep.

Notes:

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