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The dateviators are… a new experience to say the least. Even though you’ve had them for awhile, they never cease to amaze you. Especially now.
You’re walking into the Breaker Box, toward your usual table, when you accidentally activate the Dateviators while they’re already active. You thought that would just turn them off, which would be so upsetting, when you just want to see your boys! Before you can freak out and frantically try to reactivate them after deactivating them, you’re shocked to be greeted by Skylar?
“Oh- OH ha ha! I uh- forgot about that-“ She looks incredibly embarrassed.
“What?”
She laughed nervously, “Listen… this wasn’t really meant for you to find… but I’m sure you were curious about the ‘inner workings’ of some of the objects, sooo… this feature was added to answer those questions!”
She rocks back and forth on her heels, obviously flustered. “I didn’t think you would find it! Especially not by accident.” Her smile is forced and incredibly awkward.
“Okay…? What are yo- oh…”
When you turn, you see Eddie at the bar through the bar! And that’s not the only thing you’re seeing through.
You rake your gaze along his torso, full of intricate wiring. Some wires tangled while others are in neat rows. You can see a grey box through some of the wires on his torso, but it isn’t clear what it is. Toward his back is a… something. You’re not actually sure what it is.
“Woah…”
Skylar is still flustered and shocked. You look back at her and ask, “why are you so weird about it?”
Her jaw drops, “you-? He- I?” She pauses, sighs, and speaks “you know what, I’ll leave you to it.”
At first you start to think you just said something wrong or hurt her feelings but, as you approach the bar, you understand why she was so flustered.
Along with seeing the intricacies of how Eddie’s body works, you can also see what’s inside of him in another way.
With this new “mode” you unlocked with the Dateviators, you can see how Eddie’s been pumped full of cum and has a plug in his ass to keep it all inside.
You giggle to yourself, a little idea coming to mind and just watch him- observe him- for a bit.
From here, you can see how Eddie struggles to walk, trying to move without dislocating the toy in him. You saunter over to him, grinning, “Hello, Eddie!”
“H-hey, Spark.” His voice is just barely shaking, “want the usual?”
“Yes, please.”
As he makes your drink, you make your way around the bar to whisper in his ear, “Volt treated you well, did he?”
His face flushes a deep copper orange, and all he can respond with is a hitched breath and what could be a whimper. You give him a light smack on the ass, just to mess with him, to see how obvious he’s willing to be, and take great satisfaction in how he has to bite his hand to avoid moaning.
You turn him to face you and wrap your arms around his neck, leaning close to his ear to whisper to him so that no one at the bar can hear.
“Greedy man. I'll make you feel even better later.”
He can’t help the shuttering sigh that escapes as he pulls himself away from you. He grips the bar to stabilise himself and unconsciously rocks back like he usually does when he gets worked up. The action, which is usually soothing to his lust, makes him groan. He lays his head down on the bar with one arm crossed on the bar top to cover his face.
“Fuck, Spark…” he all but whimpers, “you can’t fucking mess with me right now” he’s panting, trying to stand upright without showing how the plug moving affects him. “I have work to do.”
“Work, huh? Is that how you ended up like this? Work?” He stares daggers at you, but his gaze lacks any bite to it. “You certainly are worked up, though, that's for sure.”
Your grin only widens, getting even closer to the flustered man, wrapping your arms around him, brushing your fingers faintly against his arm.
“It's looking like I'm clocking into you tonight.”
“I swear to amp, spark, if you don’t-”
You reach down and grope the bulge in his pants and he doubles over, causing more pleasure from the stupid fucking toy inside him. From afar, Volt watches the show with a smirk of his own. As much as he enjoys watching, he’ll never pass up a chance to join the fun.
To Eddie, it’s like he’s just by appeared out of nowhere. Volt is suddenly leaning against one of the shelves next to him, cocktail in hand, casually speaking to him as if he didn’t stuff his ass full of his cum.
“You haven’t let any of our resources gone to waste have you? You’ve kept all of it in place?” Eddie’s eyes glaze over just a bit as he struggles to maintain any semblance of composure, “You better not have, Eddison. I will mate with you deeper than you could think of, if you’re good.” He gently guides Eddie into a warm embrace, holding the back of his head and petting his hair. He leans down to whisper in a deep, sultry, tone in his ear; “if not, I’ll be left with no choice but to punish you, my dear, dear, spark.”
“Oh, dear amp, Volt.”
Volt tch’s at his pathetic begging, “don’t forget. My hands and my body are going to make you feel so good and so warm,” Volt releases him, but Eddie clings to his body, “but only if you’re a good boy.”
“Volt.” he’s struggling big time, “we still have a few more hours, please-”
“Please, what, spark? Speak properly. What do you want?”
“Volt…”
Volt huffs into Eddie's neck right before leaving and warmth sends a shiver down his spine.
“Volt, I swear, if you make me close early, I’m going to kill you!”
Volt’s grin only widens, and he leans down to Eddie’s ear to whisper again “I'd like to see you try.”
“Volt, please… just-” He wants to ask for mercy, but also for more.
That’s when the two of you leave to tease him even more. You purposely adjust your clothes so it all bunches up around your curves. Volt opens two extra buttons on his shirt and abandons his jacket, showing off his thick arms and broad shoulders.
Eddie’s gripping the bar, trying not to focus on the two of you. He’s trying not to look at the way your clothes hug your ass, or the way Volt’s chest is on such clear display.
He just can’t take it anymore. He lets one hand trail down to his groin, and begins palming himself. Even going so far as to push his hand underneath his clothing just to get more of the sweet pleasure he needs.
His mind wanders. Wanders to your body, to Volt’s voice, to how you two make him feel so good every time you all enter the bedroom. Then, he wanders back to how this even went down in the first place.
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Eddie was looking as stressed as always. His eyebrows were furrowing into each other, his shoulders were always stiff as a wooden board, his back always hunched over, and his gaze always unfocused. Volt never ever wants his lover to end up this way but the poor man is stubborn as hell!
He would sneakily slide food to the bartender, mumbling how it's to ‘taste test’ it for a potential menu. Of course Eddie saw through it. Another time, an ‘issue’ with the lights has been noticed in the bedroom, only for Volt to literally just shove him in there until he actually rested. Properly. Though, despite his efforts, Eddie hasn't actually tried to take care of himself on his own.
Volt had enough.
So, that night, after the bar closed, he decided that he was going to teach his dear Eddie a lesson.
That lesson was this.
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“My my, now isn't this something?” Volt’s voice startles him and he almost pulls his hand away- almost- “Couldn't resist a scandal, could you, my dear Eddison?”
“When you two make it so difficult to focus?!” he’s panting, hand over his mouth and biting the inside of his cheek.
He’s close. He’s practically humping his hand and he is not being very discrete.
“Eddie, you know you're working, right?” Volt says as he forces his hands out of his pants with a shit-eating grin.
“Fuck! Volt! I can’t- I can’t take it anymore, Volt.”
“Well, I’m sorry, Eddie. You have to wait.” He leans a bit closer to whisper low in Eddie’s ear, “I'll make sure your body knows not to give into pleasure just yet.” Eddie pulls Volt down, their foreheads together as his striking blue eyes piercing through Eddie's pupils. Through Eddie’s soul.
“Fuck, Volt, please. please, I can’t… I can’t…”
Volt merely laughs, “Oh, you're funny. You can handle a few more hours.” Volt brushes a hand against his own ‘hardware’, then shuffles his pants to hide his clear erection as he walks away, chuckling all the more.
He needs something. He needs any kind of relief he can get. So, he puts the triangle “No Service” sign on the bar top and walks just behind one of the shelves of liquor.
He ensures that no one will be able to see him before unbuckling his belt and pushing pants down a bit. He pushes his hand under his boxers and his cock as best he can.
What he forgot about, though, was you. You have to stifle a chuckle as you approach him with a sly smile; “Volt told me how desperate you are and… dear amp, you are stunning like this. What I'd give to see you like this every night…. Won't you agree, my hardworking spark?”
He groans, covering his mouth again, responding with a muffled, broken, sentence mixed with sounds of pleasure.
“Fuck, spark, not you too…”
You meet his eyes, slowly kneel down a bit, and make a show of moving your gaze down to where his hands are and what they’re holding so tightly.
“How much do you need it, baby?” You whisper in a sultry tone.
He uncovers his mouth, whispering, “Fuck… baby… baby, I need it bad. Please, don’t-” he chokes on a sob as he gets closer, “don’t- fuck- live wire, please.”
You swear it’s the first time you’ve heard him whine. At this point he’s just grinding into his hand, begging for release.
Your expression slowly morphs from surprise to deviousness.
"Aw. Begging now? You need it, baby? Need to cum? Need me? Volt?”
“Fuck, yes! baby, please-”
“Then beg.”
You stand back up, triumphant with a smirk on your face that only widens as he swallows his pride.
“Please, Spark, baby, please… fucking touch me… baby touch my cock… make me cum- let me cum… I’m desperate… I need you, I need Volt. Please, please.”
“We'll see what Volt has to say about that.”
You turn around with a smirk and walk away from him. As you round the bar, you can hear the frustrated mix between a whine and a groan leave Eddie’s lips.
He intended to just keep going, but… but Volt said no.
Ever since he got this damn toy pushed inside him, or maybe before that, his brain’s been fuzzy. He’s been trying to stay afloat, but he really can’t anymore.
Not when Volt told him to be a good puppy for him. He wants nothing more than to be good. To be a good boy for both of you. His brain is melting. He can’t think. He can’t get off. He needs you and Volt.
He whimpers without even realising it when turns his head to see what you guys are doing. He can’t hear you, but he wants to at least see your expressions. Maybe it won’t be so bad if he can see you.
He regrets it instantly.
Your lips are pressed together, nearly trying to swallow each other whole. His grip on his cock tightens, almost painfully so, as he rolls his hips into his hand.
Volt catches his eye, and gestures for you to follow him. You both go to Eddie with wicked sparkles in your eyes.
“My, my, live wire. No wonder you said he's stunning.”
He’s still whimpering, whining, wanting his lovers, his owners, the ones who’ll take care of him. If you don’t keep fucking teasing, that is.
Volt leans down a bit and pets his head, making Eddie’s eyes flutter shut, “I do have one question for you, Eddie.”
He grits his teeth, “what?”
He tries to come off as aggressive, but that familiar fog is overtaking him slowly, cutting off any fight he might have left in him.
Volt bends down, his teeth gleaming in the sparse light. "Have you been a good boy? Kept that toy up the whole night? Made sure nothing spilled?”
“Yes, yes! Fuck, I haven’t spilled a drop, I swear… I haven’t taken it out, Volt, I- I’ve been good! I’ve been so good, Spark, I’ve been a good puppy, please!”
You and Volt look at each other, nodding before you strip him the rest of the way down- except for the plug, of course.
“You've been such an obedient pup, haven’t you?” You coo as you get his boxers off and play with the toy without removing it.
“I’ve been so obedient- I’ve been good. I’ve been an obedient puppy, I swear.”
He’s squirming. He’s begging. He’s desperate.
“Fuck, live wire, please!”
“Nuh uh. Don't call me that. What do you call us when you need us?”
“Please, m-master…”
“Good puppy.”
You take it out fast and without warning, making Eddie moan. He whines and whimpers when he feels Volt’s cum trail down from his hole.
You quickly lick the cum off his skin, before diving in, eating Volt’s taste out of Eddie’s ass.
“Oh- fuuuucckkk...”
“You taste so good, baby…”
“F-fucking hell…” he feels awkward rocking back onto your tongue, but he can’t help it. It just feels so good.
Volt on the other hand shoves Eddie's hands right on his clothed erection.
“Volt, babe… fuck.”
“You want to be a good puppy?” Volt pets Eddie’s hair again gently as he nods. Before Volt can say anything, though, Eddie’s already fondling his lover before basically ripping his pants open. His mouth is nearly watering while he moves his hands up and down the length of it.
Volt finds himself yelping at the friction he’s denied himself all night, his gorgeous eyes rolling. He felt himself twitch at Eddie's eagerness, holding back a moan. No, no. He's supposed to be in control right now. “E-Eddie- you really- need us, hmm? You want to be good?”
Eddie nods desperately with a whimper. He clenches around your tongue, making you laugh, sending vibrations back to him. He whines and presses his head against Volt’s chest while trying to work his cock as best he can.
“Then how about we do this?” Volt doesn’t stop petting him as he pulls Eddie’s hands away despite his protests.
“Live wire? Would you mind moving for me? Just for a moment.”
You smirk, having a vague idea as to where this is going. While you get out of the way, Volt guides Eddie to kneel in front of him.
“Come here, puppy… just like that… sit. higher. good… now, spread your legs… good puppy.”
He’s practically holding onto Volt for support, his brain is lost in the attention, in being so close to getting what he wants. Volt holds Eddie and glances down at Eddie’s ass before looking back towards you.
You smile and situate yourself to lay down between Eddie’s legs. It takes everything in you not to lick up the little drops of cum dripping from him. You want to surprise him, just for fun. Just to hear the adorable yelp it will break out of him.
You give Volt a look of approval, so he continues.
Volt strokes his cock slowly, right in front of Eddie’s face. “Alright, pup. You want your treat?”
Of course, he nods.
“Then sit.”
The little surprised whine was worth it. You wrap your arms around his thighs to pull him back down when he instinctively tries to sit back up. Before he can process it, Volt is stuffing his mouth full of his cock.
Eddie moans deliciously around Volt’s cock. He’s so overwhelmed with pleasure that he’s practically gone limp between the two of you.
Eddie never thought that heavenly clouds accompanied stars, swirling into the air as he felt his body reach the peak of the mountain.
He swore he saw the clouds separate to heaven as his body finally let out all that tension.
All he could focus on it just how good he is to his masters. How he desperately needs to be coddled, teased, and edged to the point his own name became irrelevant. His morality became irrelevant. His mind became irrelevant.
Just his two lovers. Just them.
Meanwhile, you find yourself staring at your good puppy as he slumps over Volt. Staring at his mechanisms. His inner workings. The way the wires criss cross each other across his entire figure. You can’t help but trace your fingers down along its trail, watching as it glows and flows as Eddie cums. In the aftermath, he’s obviously not on the same planet as you and Volt.
You look up to see Volt petting the black hair of your lover, love and lust in his gaze. You get yourself up from between Eddie’s thighs and curiosity taps at the back of your mind. You give in, and let eyes slide down Volt’s body, looking at his wires. Much like Eddie's, they all string across his body like the veins of a leaf. They pulse and glow, similar to human veins. There are several cylinders and boxes scattered across his limbs. You can’t see into them, but you can see the yellow electrical hazard warnings on them. His body fascinates you. Wonders you. It’s far more intricate than the linear workings of your shared lover. The systems overlap and branch in ways that have you staring in awe.
Volt’s lovingly lustful stare turns to you, smirking at the sight of your innocent curious look.
“What?! You can't blame me for being curious.” You respond to his teasing expression.
Volt nearly chuckles. “Oh, spark. Don't tell me you're already dropping the act?” It was infuriating how charmingly he knew how to piss you off. Alright then. It's a battle.
“What makes you think I'm going easy on you?” Your hands trail up to his already exposed chest as you stand, teasing his very tight shirt with a fighting and hungry spirit.
This white haired man. With his wide hands instantly pushing you back down against the floor, he whispers with a charged energy. “Livewire, as much as I admire your efforts,” he gives a particularly rough thrust against your clothed hole, “you are not in control here.”