Kink Fic Rec: Pete d/s fic
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I Know This Hurts (It Was Meant To) by
dancinbutterfly is amazing. Pete is the main character, and I won't spoil you by telling you the pairing. I, of course, did highlight to read the pairing, and I think it's probably interesting in a whole other way if you read it without knowing.
I don't really know what to say about this story because I just loved it. I've read the whole thing twice through in the last week, and parts of it more than that. I will say that I find different people's reactions to things fascinating.
reni_days recced it and said, "It left me thoughtful and unsettled for days." I found it settling.
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I don't really know what to say about this story because I just loved it. I've read the whole thing twice through in the last week, and parts of it more than that. I will say that I find different people's reactions to things fascinating.
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Lips press to his forehead. “No, I meant what do you need? Tell me.”
Pete flounders. He doesn’t have the answer. Even if he did, he doesn’t have the words. “I don’t- Just please. Please, sir, please.”
“I’ve got you,” he says, but he lets go of Pete’s face, resting it gently on the bench. For a second, Pete thinks the man’s going to release him and a protest catches in the back of his throat. But instead there are lips on his back, tracing and agitating the welts.
It’s a completely different kind of pain. This makes Pete feel like he’s being put back together one piece at a time. It hurts, but he still relaxes; melts into the bench so much that when a spit-slick finger slides inside him he doesn’t react with more than a gasp.
“Easy.” The Dom’s other hand presses down on Pete’s shoulders. He doesn’t push against it. “You were such a good boy for me.” Pete moans as a second finger pushes inside and that gets him a warm mouth on the base of his spine, over a particularly raw welt. “Good boys get rewards.”
Pete can’t remember the last time anyone thought he was good, like, really good.