[ the moment he felt fingers in his collar, yanking him around to slam him onto the desk Childe feels adrenaline spike within him alongside a potent rush of danger and battlelust. the prospect of getting his long-awaited fight - a real, proper fight and not one that was tipped in Rex Lapis's favor with the use of drugs or some other such thing - was something he would gladly kill for, and the thought that he's completely unarmed and at the man's mercy is second to the sheer elation he feels at finally getting what he wants.
but those thoughts are immediately dashed when he feels hands yanking and wresting his pants down, freeing his half-hard cock from the confines of his trousers and exposing his ass to the other's attentions. not that there would be much of that, and it's only when Childe sees for himself the direction that this is going that panic begins to set in.
immediately he starts squirming, bucking and writhing and shoving at the man over him, but Rex Lapis is practically a mountain of man and utterly immovable. Childe has scarcely enough time to register that he's guiding the tip of his blunt, swollen cock against his ass before the man suddenly rams in, and the combination of pain and disbelief that he's actually pushed the other to such lengths has Childe crying out, fingers tearing and twisting at his shirt while he kicks uselessly.
admittedly, it's not as bad as it could have been given Childe's earlier attentions, but it still hurts. it definitely isn't the sort of first time he might have envisioned for himself, and his body knows it. already he can feel himself trying to push the invader away, trying to shove Rex out instinctively above and below.
it hurts like nothing he's ever felt before, like he's being split apart from the inside. he's always had a high pain tolerance but this is definitely something else, and as the tears prick the corners of his eyes, as he gasps and his chest heaves with pained breaths, he does the first thing that comes to mind.
shaking fingers draw back into a fist, and with a wheeze he punches Rex in the jaw as hard as he can. ]
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but those thoughts are immediately dashed when he feels hands yanking and wresting his pants down, freeing his half-hard cock from the confines of his trousers and exposing his ass to the other's attentions. not that there would be much of that, and it's only when Childe sees for himself the direction that this is going that panic begins to set in.
immediately he starts squirming, bucking and writhing and shoving at the man over him, but Rex Lapis is practically a mountain of man and utterly immovable. Childe has scarcely enough time to register that he's guiding the tip of his blunt, swollen cock against his ass before the man suddenly rams in, and the combination of pain and disbelief that he's actually pushed the other to such lengths has Childe crying out, fingers tearing and twisting at his shirt while he kicks uselessly.
admittedly, it's not as bad as it could have been given Childe's earlier attentions, but it still hurts. it definitely isn't the sort of first time he might have envisioned for himself, and his body knows it. already he can feel himself trying to push the invader away, trying to shove Rex out instinctively above and below.
it hurts like nothing he's ever felt before, like he's being split apart from the inside. he's always had a high pain tolerance but this is definitely something else, and as the tears prick the corners of his eyes, as he gasps and his chest heaves with pained breaths, he does the first thing that comes to mind.
shaking fingers draw back into a fist, and with a wheeze he punches Rex in the jaw as hard as he can. ]