Gabe whined softly when the other man helped him sit up, the movement yanking at the tender edges of his cuts. His whole body ached in a not quite pleasant way, but that was what he had wanted. He’d wanted to be hurt and used and that was what he got. Though he nodded when asked if that was enough pain for him, it wasn’t. He could feel heartache creeping back into his senses, making tears threaten in the corner of his eyes. He sniffled, hoping the man though it was from the pain of getting his wounds treated and then standing up. Shuffling forward on shaky legs, Gabriel hissed quietly when the plug was pulled out, whimpers catching in his throat as that thick cock pushed back into his still burning hole. “Oh god,” he whispered, wrapping his arms around the man’s neck, clutching to him as he tried to control himself and how he was shaking. It felt… almost good, though the edge of pain was a little too sharp to consider this completely pleasurable. Nevertheless, he tried to move, rocking his hips to try and create some friction between their bodies.

“Shh,” Patrick cooed, hands firm on the boys hips. “Don’t try and move baby, I’ll control you, use you, give you a little pleasure, just to ease the pain.” he smiled softly, pulling the boy into his lap as he thrust up into him. Holding tight he thrust his hips up hard, driving his cock against the boys prostate. he let one hand slide to the boys cock, pumping him slowly, thumb brushing over the slit, teasing into it just a little. “Want you to come, okay pet? Whenever you want to, whenever you need to.” he kissed the smaller boy, mouth steady against his lips. He just wanted to take care of him, make him feel good. He looked so hurt, like someone had ripped his heart out, it made his heart hurt, but that wasn’t his problem. 

(via gabe-levine)

Source: patrick-odell