July 2024 Drabble #2 (Patreon)

Roadhog/Soldier76 – Dom/sub; misbehaving; crushing – Jack decides that he should try out a bit of misbehaving on the worst day possible.

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Roadhog cracks one eye open as he hears the door going and sees Soldier slipping out which is a welcome sight. Except that his hands are empty.

His eyes narrow slightly. He lifts one arm that feels even heavier than usual due to the sun relentlessly shining down on him. He vaguely gestures into the direction of his sub.

“...My beer.”

Jack freezes for but a second; imperceptible, really, but not enough for Hog not to notice.

“We’re out. It’s too hot to go and buy more.”

Mako exhales through his mouth and nose, a single drop of sweat rolling across the huge expanse of his belly and leaving behind an infuriatingly itchy path. He frowns.

“Bullshit.”

Jack does not quite look at him as he shrugs one shoulder. He looks like he’s actively forcing himself to not give a shit; or to not freak out while blatantly misbehaving. He’s an old submissive that only recently got into the lifestyle. He’s still figuring himself out. Figuring Mako out. Trying to find out where the boundaries are and what not to fucking do.

He’ll find out today that fucking around with his Dom during a hot day will not get him the discipline he might be craving.

“The fridge was full. Go and get me a beer.” Mako scratches his huge stomach because Jack is too far away to do it for him and he looks like he wants to be a stubborn mule today. His other hand pushes his tiny sunglasses down from his forehead across his eyes.

He settles back down, waiting for that little bout of defiance to splutter out just as quickly as it had sprung to life – surely Jack would realize what a piss poor decision he was making on a day like this when Mako’s patience was already running thin.

But he’s not turning around like an obedient little puppy and going to do what Mako has told him to. Instead he crosses his arms in front of his chest and turns his head to the side, expression tight and petulant.

Hog inhales long and laborious. He slowly turns his head again, staring at his boy. He can tell that Jack is aware of it because after a few moments he starts to fidget around, fingers grabbing a tighter hold of his biceps like he has to force himself to keep standing right the way he is.

“Hm. Come here.”

Mako grunts as he slowly peels his body off the lounger he’s been on. As he sits up further, more sweat drops start running over his body from the little pools that they have gathered in various dips; mostly on top of his stomach right between his pecs.

Jack looks like he’s unsure about the whole thing but does start to move closer, curiosity evident in his features.

What he did not expect most likely was for Mako to suddenly shoot up and grab him by the face. Between one second and the next he has the other on the warm tiles next to the pool-

And is sitting his fat, sweaty ass down on him.