[The shiver that runs through Kurt’s whole body then is devastating, earth-shattering, completely knocking the air out of his lungs. The pet names are bad enough, making Kurt’s insides feel molten and hot, twisting up inside him. Somehow, when Corrigan calls him baby and darlin’, he doesn’t recoil in abject horror the way he does with other men.
But it’s what Corrigan calls himself that hits the hardest. Daddy. It should completely disgust him. Any allusion to his own father, to any position of parental authority—the very reason Kurt ran away from home to begin with—should be absolutely repulsive. But it isn’t. When Corrigan calls himself Daddy, praising him for coming so hard, telling him how badly he wants to fuck him deep, Kurt can barely hold himself up, overcome with a pleasure so primordial and senseless it makes him dizzy.
What is wrong with him?]
D— fuck! S-Sir— [He just barely stops himself short of calling the man Daddy, terrified of what hearing it in his own voice will do to him. The fingers slick with his own come never stop stroking him, prolonging the trembling bone-deep pleasure that makes his eyes burn with tears.] P-Please, sir, I— I can’t—!
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Date: 2022-10-08 08:46 am (UTC)But it’s what Corrigan calls himself that hits the hardest. Daddy. It should completely disgust him. Any allusion to his own father, to any position of parental authority—the very reason Kurt ran away from home to begin with—should be absolutely repulsive. But it isn’t. When Corrigan calls himself Daddy, praising him for coming so hard, telling him how badly he wants to fuck him deep, Kurt can barely hold himself up, overcome with a pleasure so primordial and senseless it makes him dizzy.
What is wrong with him?]
D— fuck! S-Sir— [He just barely stops himself short of calling the man Daddy, terrified of what hearing it in his own voice will do to him. The fingers slick with his own come never stop stroking him, prolonging the trembling bone-deep pleasure that makes his eyes burn with tears.] P-Please, sir, I— I can’t—!