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Collar	By : Jaberwolky Category: +M through R > Metalocalypse > Slash - Male/Male Views: 1448 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Sigh.. I don't own Metalocalypse totally wish I did. Maybe if I'm good Santa will give me Charle and the bandmembers for xmas Ha yeah right. P.S I am not making any money from writing this smutty little fanfic

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Author: Spider
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Nathan/Murderface
Summary: Nathan buys the most metal bassist a collar and sex ensues
Disclaimer: Sigh.. I don't own Metalocalypse totally wish I did. Maybe if I'm good Santa will give me Charle and the bandmembers for xmas Ha yeah right.
Warnings: Well Nathan/Murderface for starters, also m/m, spanking, super ultra light dom/sub, language, oral and anal sex and finally pwp.

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Nathan grinned when a klokater delivered his mail that morning, after two weeks of impatient waiting his online order had finally arrived. As he ripped open the package Nathan felt his cock harden, it was so hard it almost hurt by the time he reached the thick black leather collar and silver pad lock inside.

Already imagining fastening the collar around his favorite playmate's neck, Nathan was unable to wait a moment longer and went out in search of Murderface.

He found the bassist curled up on the rec room couch playing a racing video game with Toki “Hey Murderface I need to um mm see you for a second.”

“Justs a minutes Nathens Moiderface and I are in the middles of a race.” said Toki not bothering to look away from the TV screen hanging from the ceiling.

Nathan walked over to the game system and yanked the cord out of the wall “Game over.” Toki started screaming in a mixture of Norwegian and English but Nathan ignored his rant going over and grabbing Murderface under the arm “Come on.”

Murderface cocked an eyebrow and snorted but allowed Nathan to pull him up and practically drag him down the hall to his room. Once the door was safely shut behind them them Nathan shoved Murderface roughly onto the bed “Strip!” he commanded.

Murderface scowled “Fuck you Nathan! Ever hear of foreplay?”

Nathan stomped over to the bed, took a fistful of Murderface's hair and yanked the brunettes head back. “Want foreplay huh?” he snarled biting the exposed skin of Murderface's throat till he tasted blood. The bassist let out a cry that was a mixture of ecstasy and agony.

“Strip now..” Nathan demanded softly as he withdrew his teeth from the other man's flesh. There was no further argument, the shirt and vest were quickly pulled off and tossed aside, the shorts soon followed.

“Got you something.” said Nathan pulling the collar out of his pocket once the bassist was naked.

Murderface eyed the collar with obvious interest then looked at Nathan with a shit eating grin “Thought you schaid I wore too many acesschoriees, now you wanna give me another one.”

“Uh when the fuck I say that?”

“That time we were buying furniture at that fucking Ikea knock off and you wouldn't let me buy schit causche schaid I have no taschte.”

“You don't have any taste”

“Maybe not juscht look at the asschole I'm fucking.

“The asshole your fucking huh? Gonna get ya for that.” Nathan growled leaping at the bassist. Murderface let out a strangled cry and tried to jump off the bed but Nathan caught him by the back of the neck and threw him face down on the black comforter. Murderface whined trying to crawl away but Nathan pinned him down firmly with one hand

“Didn't think you get away that easily did you?” asked Nathan. As he brought his arm back then swung it down hard, his hand connecting solidly with Murder face's ass. Murderface moaned as the pain ignited a chain of pleasure throughout his body.

“You like that don't slut?” Nathan brought his hand back down hard again making a loud smack when it struck Murderface. Murderface gasped and writhed on the bed as Nathan continued to rain blows down upon him.

“Oh schit.. yesch.. fuck harder.” panted Murderface.

Nathan obliged beating Murderface till his own hand ached and the bassist's backside was a alarming shade of red. At that point the vocalist reached forward and grabbed Murderface by the throat pulling him up and back till the brunette was forced onto his knees.

“Mine” Nathan whispered biting Murderface's ear lobe

“Yesch.”

Nathan took the collar and tightened it around Murderface's neck “Always mine.” He fastened the collar with the padlock and wrenched Murderface around so they were facing each other.

“Alwaysch yoursch.” Murderface agreed softly, leaning forward and placing his lips on Nathan's.

Nathan opened his mouth deepening the kiss, feeling the brush of Murderface's mustache against his upper lip. When they parted for air Nathan tore his shirt off and laid back on the bed. “Got something that needs your attention.” he stated stroking the bulge in the front of his jeans

Murderface crawled between Nathan's legs and gently traced Nathan's hardened cock through the denim with his thick fingers. “Fucking tease.” Nathan growled unzipping his fly while wrapping his fist around Murderface's collar and pulling the bassist's head down.

Faced with Nathan's naked erection Murderface didn't hesitate, he greedily took it inside his mouth worshiping it with his lips and tongue. Nathan moaned at the hot wet heat “God your a good cock sucker.”

Murderface rolled his eyes but continued to suck, taking Nathan's cock deeper and faster, while fondling the vocalist's thighs. Nathan shuddered with lust at Murderface's administration. God I'm not gonna last long at this rate he thought. Sighing Nathan force himself to pull on Murderface's collar “Stop”

Murderface pulled back and up on his haunches. Nathan sat up noticing while he did how Murderface was watching him hungrily, his cock rock hard and dripping precum.

The sight momentarily took Nathan's breath away and he wondered not for the first time how a man with a face like a pit bulls could be so dam sexy sometimes.

“Get the lube.”

Murderface got up and walked over to the dresser not needing to bothering to ask where it was after all this was not the first time they had done this and Nathan always kept his supplies in the same place.

Nathan snatched the lube from him, shucked his jeans off the rest of the way and motioned for Murderface to get on all fours on the bed. Lathering his fingers and cock up he positioning himself behind Murderface, sliding his fingers inside of the bassist.

“Oh..god..oh.” Murderface cried arching and sweating as Nathan's fingers pumped into him over and over. “Pleasche.”

Nathan grinned “Please what?”

“God dammit you baschtard fuck me already!”

Nathan's hands clenched Murderface's ample hips as he entered him roughly, enjoying the grunting cry it wrung from Murderface..

“Schit!” Murderface yowled pushing back, soon grinding in rhythm with Nathan to a point of maddening pleasure.

Nathan panted and gasped as he moved inside Murderface relishing in the bassist's tightness and how the other man somehow was able to move perfectly with him . Nathan felt the familiar ache that signaled he was going to finish soon, determined not to cum first he reached down under his stockier partner grabbing Murderface's cock and pumping it in rhythm to his thrust.

Murderface didn't last long with that treatment, screaming and bucking he soon came over Nathan's hand. A short while later Nathan followed shaking and howling as he released hot bursts of seed into Murderface. He then slumped down onto the bed and pulled Murderface into his arms.

They laid together afterwards drifting off to sleep

When Nathan woke he found light green eyes gazing into his own. “Hey.” he rumbled moving his hand forward to stroke the side of Murderface's face, the bassist leaned into the touch happily. When Nathan moved his hand further back to scratch Murderface's scalp the bassist practically purred “God your just like a overgrown house cat.” murmered Nathan

“Hmph, lessch talk more petting.”

Nathan chuckled and grabbed Murderface's collar pulling him in for a kiss. Murderface practically attacked his mouth, his hands moving over Nathan slowly but heatedly. “Ready again already? Nathan gasped when there mouths parted. Murderface answered by biting lightly at his nipples.

Having sated their lust earlier they now took the time now to move more gently than before, allowing hands and lips to slide over every ounce of each others skin.

Nathan moaned as Murderface slid his mouth down Nathan's back, over his ass, then between his cheeks, parting them and slipping his tongue into ringed muscle inside

“You ..you can .um oh shit take me if you want.” Nathan gasped arching against the warm intrusion. Murderface stiffened grasping Nathan's ass tightly as he pulled his head back away from Nathan's rear

“Beg for it.” Murderface hissed

Nathan felt his eyes widen this was a new twist to their play. The bassist had always followed Nathan's suggestions and commands never seriously trying to issue his own before.

Nathan pulled out of Murderface's grasp and turned, facing the bassist he grabbed his collar “Your mine and your giving me orders?”

“Your juscht asch much mine.” Murderface insisted stubbornly but Nathan saw a hint of fear in the other man's eyes and felt him tremble in his grasp.

Nathan paused he didn't have the words to vocalize it but looking at Murderface he knew on some instinctual level this was about more than who was the Dominate one in the bedroom. This was about what their personal relationship as a whole would be. This was about what they were to each other.

Nathan had always been the alpha in every aspect of their relationship did he really want to give up some of his power? Was it worth it to submit and admit every part of him belong to his lover? To do what he had so often demanded of the bassist?

In the end there was no real question, Nathan looked at Murderface squarely “Please.” he said simply letting go of Murderface's collar

Murderface looked at Nathan with a almost stunned expression then smiled “Pleasche what?”

“Please... fuck me. .I.. I'm yours.”

“Oh I'm schorry your what?”

Nathan frowned “Fuck you I'm not saying it again!”

Murderface laughed and kissed the vocalist, pushing him onto his back “You don't have to your face schaysch it all.” Any retort Nathan may have had died as Murderface quickly squirted lube on his hog and moved inside of Nathan, impaling him with his cock. Nathan moaned slightly as the calloused organ brushed up against sensitive nerves, sending pulses of blissful sensations throughout his body.

“Oh god Murderface.” Nathan panted as Murderface threw the vocalist's legs over his shoulder burying himself deep in Nathan.

“Tell me that you like me fucking you” Murderface demanded.

“Yeah oh god yeah!” Nathan cried relishing in being filled by the bassist. Nathan moved his hand down to to jerk his throbbing cock but Murderface slapped his hand away when he tried. Nathan growled angrily but was soon passified as Murderface wrapped one hand around Nathan's erection, stroking it while he continued to pound Nathan. “God fuck yes fucking yes.” Nathan moaned.

Murderface picked up speed and started twitching his dick inside of Nathan, cock slap bass style

“You take requests?” asked the vocalist.

“Long asch it'sch not fucken free bird.”

“Hmm god no! Play Bloodrocuted.”

Smiling the bassist complied using his cock inside Nathan as he would on the strings of his guitar. Nathan groaned nothing could feel better than this he thought, as he was brought closer and closer to the edge of climaxing.

Murderface's grasp on Nathan tightened “Mine.” he whispered as he came inside Nathan.

“Fuck yes.' answered Nathan as he lost himself in the intensity of his orgasm “Fuck yeah I'm yours.
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