H and B's Edging Party (nsfw)

It's been about a thousand years since I posted a piece of prose here, but I was looking thru my script working on thumbnails the other day and found this little scene randomly tucked in between chapters and when I read it, I thought it was fun, so I thought I'd post it here for yall!

It'd be fun at some point to draw this as a minicomic, but my fiancee has reminded me "you have enough things to draw" so for now it's just a smutty little fic to enjoy. As always, I'm super shy when it comes to posting my writing so lol, please be gentle haha xD

NSFW from here out! 

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Bernard collapsed loudly onto the oversized bed, sighing. It had been a long, LONG day. His feet were sore and his back ached from long hours of rushing around the citadel.

In his human shape, he was dwarfed by the large, octagonal mattress that sat in the center of Hadrian’s chambers. It was unbelievably soft, though, much more comfortable than anything he had known in the Hellhound barracks, or during his time Upstairs, when sneaking around humans kept him and his pack from knowing any comfort more permanent than a couple nights. He scooted across the wide soft surface, until a broad arm suddenly fell over him, dragging him backwards into the center of the bed.

“I waited up for you…”, Hadrian rumbled from behind him. Bernard hummed, pressing his back further into the warm body of his king. He loved curling up with Hadrian like this, the larger beast encircling him, making him feel warm and safe. It was remarkable to him, every time, how well he fit. Like he was made for that little space. Bernard hummed again as Hadrian’s hands roamed over him, softly squeezing and brushing, as if making sure he was wholly there.

“You shouldn’t have.” Bernard murmured, “I chased new troops around all night, I’m exhausted.”

“Poor baby”, Hadrian cooed. Even without seeing him, Bernard could hear the teasing smile on the kings face. “You said you wanted more duties as Primus. You asked for this.”

“I know I did…but I didn’t expect them to be so….energetic! Was I like that as a newbie?”

“I certainly chased you around,” Hadrian laughed.

“You chased me around so much I got FIRED,” Bernard retorted.

“I was opening your schedule up for a promotion. That’s different.”

“Anyways I’m not going to be any fun, I can barely move-“ Bernard rumbled into a pillow, snuggling deeper into the thick padded mattress.

“Bernard, that’s when you’re the most fun. Why do you think we own so many restraints?”

Bernard smiled softly.

“You got me there.”

Hadrian’s broad, wandering hand was moving lower now, brushing softly.

“Just rest.

Don’t mind me.”

He reached under the waistband of Bernard’s soft pants, stroking him slowly, almost gingerly.

“You’re out of luck, I’m just going to fall asleep on you.” Bernard said, but his breath hitched as Hadrian gripped a little tighter around his cock.

“Mmhmm”, Hadrian agreed absently, continuing to stroke Bernard. Bernard’s hips began to buck a little, trying to get a little more friction, just a little more than the teasing, gentle touches. He closed his eyes, moaning softly.

Hadrians hand dropped off. Bernard keened,

“Wh- Wait-“ he breathed-

A rumbling laugh from behind him.

“I thought you were too tired to move?” Hadrian teased.

Hadrian’s hand came back, Bernard gasped, as the touch was much rougher this time.

Hadrian stroked fast, with a tight grip that almost hurt. Bernard could feel the pressure building in him. It was too much. The heat built quickly and was cresting over him already-

“I’m- please!” He cried out.

Hadrian’s hand was gone again.

“Hadrian!” Bernard whined.

He pressed his ass into Hadrian’s warm lap, keening out a soft whine that halfway through became a frustrated moan.

“Okay okay I’m just messing with you-“ Hadrian rumbled again, his hand coming back.

“I wouldn’t want to leave my poor boy all hot and bothered all night.”

He said, stroking Bernard in his hands again, long slow strokes that had Bernard trembling for more.

“…Aching all night, not able to sleep, wanting and desperate for a fuck.”

Bernard shivered as Hadrian’s breath played over his ear.

“Nope”, Hadrian yawned deeply. “Don’t want that.”

His hand slowed even further, dropping off from Bernard’s now hard cock and landing limply on the mattress.

…

……

“H-

Hadrian…?” Bernard tried to turn his head back towards Hadrian, without moving away from him. He couldn’t quite see.

Hadrian let out a loud snore.

“Y-You! You’re not asleep!”

Bernard shoved at Hadrian with his shoulder.

“I can see you smiling!”

Hadrian snorted down a laugh, eyes still closed, and let out another exaggerated snore.

“Fine. Fine!

Two can play at this game-“ Bernard hissed, smiling wickedly, grinding his ass into Hadrian’s lap. Hadrian’s cock was already half hard from teasing his boy, and Bernard nuzzled into it with conviction.

Hadrian snored again, but it dissolved into a groan of pleasure.

“Get UP!” Bernard keened. “Hadrian!” He ground himself deeper on Hadrian.

And suddenly Bernard was flipped onto his belly, his head held down into the pillows and his ass in the air. He struggled under the restraint, trying to pull his head free. Uh oh-

“Greedy!” Hadrian purred. “Now you’ve done it.”

There was rustling. Bernard felt the cool air on his ass as his pants were pulled down around his knees, as the lube Hadrian seemed to have acquired from nowhere was spread between his legs. And then in one practiced motion Hadrian plowed into him.

“AAHhh FUCK-“ Bernard cried, muffled into the pillows. There was no slow build up, Hadrian pulled back and thrust again, and again, pounding heavily into Bernard. Bernard breathed heavily into the pillows, sweating and moaning and crying out as the muffled air grew hot around him and the thrusts continued mercilessly.

A hand grabbed him by the hair, pulling his face out of the pillows and arching him backwards-

“Breathe.” Hadrian commanded, coldly, never losing his rhythm. Bernard sputtered and gasped at the cool air quickly, then was shoved face first back into the pillows.

Hadrian moaned and grunted, thrusting more ruthlessly before coming deep inside Bernard with a staccato shout.

And then, it was over.

The whole thing had happened so fast.

Hadrian pulled out with a wet sound, fell back onto the mattress, rolled over, and started snoring in earnest, leaving Bernard panting into the pillows, covered in sweat and cum, and now very awake.