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Ed was the one who dressed him up for today’s game. Izzy couldn’t help squirming as Ed stripped him out of his leathers, taking long moments to pet hands up and down his sides and kiss his cheeks.
“Gonna be so pretty for us, hm, Iz?” he’d murmured and that had been all it took for Izzy to drop like a rock. He was so easy and Ed loved it so much, couldn’t quite believe how long it had taken for him to realize how badly Izzy wanted this, needed this.
He was so much calmer like this, sweet and settled in Ed’s arms nuzzling at his neck. “Hi baby” Ed cooed, and if he took a few minutes longer than was strictly needed to finish dressing him well, that was his problem.
By the time he was easing the stockings up Izzy’s legs, Izzy was a needy, squirmy mess in his lap, little squeaks escaping his lips. Ed had dressed him perfectly for their games; his lovely leather collar around his neck, a lovely diaper from a merchant that Stede had found ‘discreetly’ on land, and a pair of wonderful lacey stockings.
He slid his knee in between Izzy’s legs, smiling when the smaller man whined helplessly, rocking against him. “Good little thing.” Ed cooed. “We’ll play when Daddy gets home, hm? Does that sound nice?”
Izzy moaned aloud, nodding desperately as Ed carried him over to the… contraption that Wee John and Ed had made. It was a rope thing, leading down to a heavy cloth…situation with two holes to guide one’s legs into. Izzy’s feet juuust about touched the floor, but any movement caused him to bounce up and down, rubbing his cock against its prison.
Ed was quite proud of their creation, frankly. It was the perfect thing to get Izzy from ‘desperate’ to ‘fucked out mess’ before Stede even got done on deck!
Izzy grasped at the ropes with an eager moan and Ed chuckled softly. “Oh, silly papa. Forgot your little glovies.” Ed kissed him on the forehead, going back to the closet and emerging with a lovely pair of fingerless mittens Stede had had for some absurd reason, carefully fastening one around each of Izzy’s hands.
He knew Izzy loved the helplessness of it, all of it. He pressed a kiss to Ed’s neck as Ed eased him down into the contraption, making sure it was secured before he wandered away to sit on the chaise reading.
It was a delight to sit here, reading and watching Izzy bounce. He could hear his desperate little whimpers and cries as his feet slapped the floor, working himself up more and more.
Ed had never thought he’d get to see Izzy like this, whimpering and drooling as he worked himself into a daze. Drool dribbled down his chin and Ed chuckled, adding a cloth tied ‘round his neck to the wonderful ensemble (Stede called it a bib , he thought) and it made him look even more limp and desperate.
By the time Stede got there, Izzy was nearly limp, drooling and barely managing to bounce in tiny movements. Stede gave a delighted laugh when he saw him, patting him on the head condescendingly. “Aww, look at you!” he cooed. “Are you having a good time, Israel?”
Izzy moaned eagerly, leaning into his hands as Stede hoisted him up and carried him to the couch. “Oh! Papa put you in your lovely new stockings!” he smiled happily; the stockings had been his newest addition to Izzy’s ensemble, and he was glad that he’d been right in thinking Izzy would look absolutely precious in them.
He settled Izzy on his thigh, leaning back against his chest as he rocked his leg up at the perfect angle for Izzy to grind down against it. “Go on, I know you were practicing” he cooed. “Go on, bounce on Daddy’s leg, I want to feel you come.”
Izzy’s movements were clumsy with exhausted, desperate whines escaping his lips as he couldn’t seem to find the perfect angle. Ed laughed, finally setting his book aside and pressing up behind the smaller man, so he could hook a hand under Izzy’s ass and help him hump.
Izzy had been so worked up, it was practically a matter of seconds before he came with a whine, eyes rolling back. Stede tugged him up into his lap, cooing praise to the limp bundle of first mate in his lap. “Oh good boy. What a good boy, being so good for Daddy.”
The sight of Izzy like this, fucked out and happy in his arms, combined with the now easy access to rock his cock into Izzy’s diaper, made it easy for Stede to rock up against him ‘til he came with a groan of pleasure, vaguely able to hear Ed fucking his own fist nearby.
“Good baby.” Stede cooed. “Come on, let’s go have a nice cuddle, hm?” He sprawled out on the bed, Izzy tucked against his chest. A moment later, Ed was there too, pressing in behind Izzy as the three of them settled in for a lovely nap.