fantasticbeasts_kinkmeme | Prompt Post #2

ROUND 2

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Credence accidentally gets overwhelmed while fucking Graves and goes out of control. When Graves tells him to stop, he only gets rougher.

When it's over he cries and apologizes, begging for forgiveness. Graves can't bring himself to stay angry so he does forgive him.

+ Graves cries
+ Credence is stronger than he looks

It had taken them a long time to get here. Here being naked in bed together. They both had healing to do after Grindelwald and then awkwardly navigating their feelings and finally overcoming the no-maj prejudices Credence’s adoptive mother had filled his head with.

But here they were, Percival splayed out on the bed with Credence between his legs. He’d used a quick spell to stretch and slick himself up. He could show Credence how to do that some other time. Right now, he was trying to make sure Credence really wanted to do this.

Looking down Percival noted he certainly was hard enough. Credence was tall, taller than Percival and other aspects of his anatomy were certainly to scale.

“What… what do I do now?”

Percival smiled reassuringly at his lover. “I’m already prepared so you just slip right in. I can help guide you if you want.”

Credence shook his head and took hold of himself. With a look of complete concentration he pressed into Percival until the head of his erection slipped past the ring of muscles. He gasped and his hips snapped forwards, burying himself to the hilt.

Percival winced a little, but he had expected a bit of discomfort. It had been a long time since he’d had a lover.

“N-now what?”

“Wait a moment, let me adjust and then you can start moving.”

Percival forced himself to relax around Credence, feeling the younger man strain to remain still. When the sting had faded he wrapped his legs around Credence and shifted his hips, drawing a gasp from his young lover.

“Ok, love, you can move now.”

The thrusts were awkward and hesitant at first but they still felt wonderful to Percival as the blissfully large erection filled and stretched him, rubbing against his prostate with every thrust. Credence started to gain confidence and his thrusts grew more steady, more powerful. It was glorious, Percival had almost forgotten how much he enjoyed being fucked.

Credence reared up on his knees, pulled Percival’s legs from around him and hooking his arms under his knees as he thrust harder. A little too hard.

“S-slow down, love.”

But he didn’t. If anything he kept moving faster, pushing deeping and harder and it was starting to hurt.

“C-credence, please, slow down…”

His erection was flagging with the spikes of pain He tried to hold Credence still for a moment but the younger man was stronger than he was. Suddenly the erection inside of him was gone and he was being flipped onto his stomach. Then he was breached again, hard and fast and painful. Credence gripped his hips hard enough to bruise, hard enough he could feel his bones creaking.

“Credence, s-stop!”

The pounding got harder, he felt something tear inside and he couldn’t hold back a cry of pain. This was… this hurt, in every way. A sob bubbled up in his chest and he couldn’t stop the tears from falling. Credence didn’t notice, slamming into him over and over.

“P-please… please stop…”

It was useless. Credence was lost in pleasure and kept thrusting. But eventually thost thrusts grew erratic and eventually Credence slammed inside one last time. It burned inside Percival, drawing another broken cry of pain from him and another sob when Credence pulled out without any care.

The younger man flopped down beside him, breathing hard. “Oh, Percival, that was… that was amazing.”

Percival let out another sob and felt Credence tense beside him. “Percival?”

The bed shifted and a hand touched his back, he flinched away.

“Percival! What… I… I hurt you. Oh, God, I hurt you.”

Percival forced himself to roll over so he could see Credence. The younger man was pale, eyes filled with tears. Looking down, he saw blood on his swiftly softening cock. Credence followed his gaze and let out a horrified cry, tears flowing freely.

“Oh, God, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry. I didn’t… I don’t…”

Part of Percival wanted to run away. Far away and never come back. But a larger part of him loved Credence. Loved him enough to forgive him this. But when the younger man reached out for him again he couldn’t stop the flinch and the shock of fear that ran through him. Credence pulled back as if he’d been burned. He levered himself painfully and tried to rub the lingering tears out of his eyes. Looking down at himself he saw a myriad of bruises on his hips, his thighs, he could only imagine the mess between his legs.

“I… it’s not ok. I’m not ok. What happened, Credence?”

“I don’t know. It felt really good and I think you said something but I couldn’t hear what and then it felt amazing and it was over and you were hurt… I hurt you…”

Percival sighed. He suddenly didn’t want to be alone. He reached out and pulled Credence to him, only flinching a little when the younger man wrapped him in his arms. He allowed himself to be pulled back down on the bed. He was too tired to talk any more. He just wanted to sleep and deal with this mess in the morning.

He didn’t know if they would get past this, but he was willing to try.

This is really hot.....Thanks so much for filling this prompt!

man this hits some actually fucked up kinks i sorta knew i had.

really keen to see any follow up from this. grave's seems utterly wrecked.

Prompt Post #2

Credence/Graves - noncon, angst

FILL: Please, Stop

Re: FILL: Please, Stop

Re: FILL: Please, Stop