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"Pete, please, please," Mikey pants, back arching against the candle against his skin and the blindfold tight against his eyes dark and... well... blinding.

"Shh," Pete whispers, pinching his nipple and watching the first drop of wax fall from the candle.

Mikey immediately cries out, his cock becoming impossibly harder. The way it burns against his skin is so perfect, just right with the pleasure and the pain pulling at each other just right.

"C'mon, Baby Boy, that feel good?" Pete chuckles, dragging the wax past Mikey's jutting hip bones and down to his thighs, bent and spread with a bar.

"Yes, yes, yes," he chants as if it's the only word he knows, "yes, please."

"Look how pretty you are, a spread out wet mess just for me," Pete replies. He taps the stick, and sends several drops across Mikey's nipples, then back up across his chest. The black drops never seem to end.

"Pete, Pete, oh fuck," he whispers nonsensically. It just about drives Pete crazy how much of a mess he is, his cock leaking and his back arching just right.

"Do I need to gag that little mouth?" Pete growls. He knows damn well Mikey loves it, loves being stretched in any way possible. The thick vibrator in his ass supports it.

"Please," Mikey pants, "Anything you wanna do. Anything, please do what you want."

Pete chuckles, setting the candle in the silver holder on the bedside table then yanking the ball bag from the bedside table.

Mikey opens his mouth almost as if he can see it but Pete knows damn well the cloth around his eyes darkens everything. They've been using it for years now.

Mikey clamps down around it, lifting his head so Pete can restrain it in the back, "So pretty."

He slips off the cloth, watching Mikey adjust to the darkness but his eyes quickly zoom in on Pete and the candle next to the bed. It's not the candle that Pete picks up next, though.

It's a single ice cube.

Mikey whines through the gag as he slides it across the sub's skin, the contrast so sharp Mikey can't help but cry out into the gag and stutter his hips against the vibe.

"How's that feel, Baby Boy?" Pete asks, watching Mikey's eyes.

The sub nods, arching his body back up toward Pete's touch. The dom chuckles, "You really like that, don't you?"

He doesn't see his nod, just continues to drag the cube across his skin. Mikey groans out into the gag, his bleached hair falling in his eyes.

It's fucking perfect.