1Greetings to all my wonderful readers, I have returned to grace you all with more well deserved smut!
But this time...there's something of a plot to it.
Warning: Sexual acts; rough and not so rough, discussions and negotiations of kink and OOCness abounds. If any of this makes you uncomfortable, then leave now. For those who remain, you have been warned.
Disclaimer: As I have said in many of my other fics, the ownership of The Glass Scientists goes to Sabrina Cotugno. I just added smut and kinks to the mix.
ENJOY!
Magificent. Absolutely magnificent. Oh I had had such a lovely day and nothing had been at all frustrating to deal with. Ha! I bloody wish that had been the truth! But how could anyone, anyone, have thought that my frustration had in anyway been misplaced that day?
I had just barely dealt with half of the papers I needed to work on, the break that Robert had had me take was ruined due to having to break up a fight between two of the lodgers, and because my day wasn't already horrid enough, I received a letter from a couple that had offered to support The Society...in which they explained that they had decided against the idea and weren't going to support us!
The best part? They gave no reason! Not a single one as to why they had suddenly changed their bloody minds!
And now, hours after I had received said letter and night had fallen, I was a ticking time bomb.
My eyes were narrowed and my teeth were gritted harshly as I continued to work through the other half of the previously mentioned papers which were decorating my desk. Some were stacked up in miniature piles, while the ones I had already finished were placed aside to be finished with in the morning. A single bright light from the corner of my desk illuminated the papers as I wrote, my hand wrapped around my pen tight enough for my knuckles to turn as white as snow and dabbing the tip into the ink a little more violently that was truly neccesary. But I didn't care.
And while I worked, everyone else slept. Sadly, I couldn't, since my mind was too focused upon work for me to get even a single wink of sleep. And so, I begrudgingly continued onwards.
"Oh Henry~"
And then, surprise surprise, there was Hyde; still awake and still fixated on me.
However, I kept my eyes focused upon my work, my back hunched forward in my chair as the tip of my pen scratched along the surface of the paper, decorating it with black writing. I refused to give those tempting words a response.
But after a moment of silence, he tried again.
"Henry~ I'm over here~"
Once again, I said nothing and kept working. My body was begining to shake with anger.
"Come on, Henry~ I don't bite~"
Yet again, another moment of silence passed and half of me hoped that Hyde had finally given up. But alas, the long groan of irritation from the mirror was quick to prove me wrong, and from the corners of my eyes, I watched him float towards my desk. His body brightened my dark office, while his features were scrunched up with anger.
Pausing in my writings, my gaze remained trained upon Hyde for a mere moment, before I quickly returned to my work, letting my frustration build more and more.
"Alright, who was it that shoved a stick up your arse this time?" Hyde snapped through gritted teeth, a harsh glare boring into the side of my skull as he floated beside me. But then, a loud bang filled my ears as I slammed down my pen, before turning my head and locking eyes with Hyde; directing all my frustrations towards him.
"What in God's name do you want now, Hyde?" I demanded, narrowing my eyes up at him.
But he just grinned at me, a deep laugh coming from his throat. The smug git was actually amused by my attempt to dominate the conversation. It only made the desire to want to throw the nearest object at him grow stronger.
"No need to be so harsh, my dear doctor~ I simply want us to have some more fun together~" Hyde purred, a challenge in his eyes and laugh slipping between his words. He then slowly and enticingly licked his lips, while a shudder attempted to worm its way down my spine. But I hastily scoffed and crossed my arms over my chest.
"You're absolutely insane."
However, as those words left my lips, Hyde drew closer and cupped my chin in a fashion which one could have wrongfully thought as affectionate. His finger and thumb held it gently, stunning me for a second, before I finally smacked his hand away; shooting up out of my chair and knocking it down to the floor.
I stepped closer towards him, looming over my shorter counterpart. His touch still lingered even after he had moved away. And after a moment of glaring, I folded my arms again and stared elsewhere, scoffing.
"No." I bluntly answered, while from the corner of my eye, I saw surprise sparkling in his eyes. A triumphant laugh almost left me at how easily I had wiped that insufferably enticing smirk off his face.
It was small but glorious victory, but I refused to show it off.
Alas, it was short lived, for that smirk eventually returned with a vengeance. Hyde chuckled and let his hands slip down his sides and grip his hips, a knowing look in those devilish eyes.
"And why not~? You've been enjoying my lessons upto this point, haven't you~?"
My face scrunched up with irritation, a low growl leaving my throat. But I still didn't look at him.
"For your information, I never once enjoyed your 'lessons'. That is an absolute lie and you know it and I will not allow you to tarnish my reputation with your-"
"Emerald~"
Instantly, my mouth snapped shut, leaving whatever remained of my lie to fade and die behind my lips. I then turned my head and finally stared at him in shock. Had...Had he lost his bloody mind?!
But Hyde continued to smirk and continued to speak.
"That's my safety word, just a little something to stop you if things get out of hand...and to take the edge off~" He said, winking suggestively. My cheeks flared up with something far beyond blind anger, yet I quickly turned my gaze away from him again.
Hyde couldn't have possibly made me blush, that was completely out of the question!
And how dare he use my words in such a perverted fashion, making me feel that horrid warmth between my thighs!
"I mean you're clearly not in a happy mood today, which I completely understand, i've been there too. Sooooo i'm simply offering to let you vent to yours truly so that none of the lodgers will think you've finally lost it."
The anger within my soul was quick to be dampened by curiousity, for I couldn't help but wonder what exactly he had in mind for me and how he desired for us to pass the time until morning light rose to once again chase it all away. However, none of that came out of my mouth, and instead, I simply scoffed at him, rolled my eyes and then shot a disbelieving gaze at my perverse other half.
"You don't actually care about that."
"Oh I certainly do, Henry~ And we're not talking about this little situation of ours until you've calmed down." Hyde corrected, his tone switching from flirty to serious with surprising ease. And while he spoke, his eyes shone with confidence and dominance, their attention darting from one part of my face to the next.
I rolled my eyes and pressed my lips together, displeased, while a spark of excitement flashed inside my head.
Hyde then pointed a thin digit at the other side of my office, my eyes crawling along his arm and over to my couch, staring at it for a moment. It had been placed there at Robert's request, so that I had somewhere I could sleep that wasn't my chair. I had felt quite flattered that Robert had thought of my health, though I rarely used the couch.
"Now lie down and go to sleep, my dear doctor~" He quickly ordered, though he drew out that stupid nickname like the purring of a clingy cat. Turning my head, I glared at him, trying to challenge his words with that single look.
I didn't move an inch from where I stood, making sure there was still space between us even as a part of me yearned for him to draw closer. And it didn't take long for my heart to begin racing with anticipation and for my mind to begin wandering to perverse and hidden places. Curse my treacherous being.
However, Hyde seemed to have sensed my yearning, for he suddenly hovered closer and gripped my hips tightly, pulling me closer to him as a soft gasp escaped me. He smirked up at me. Rough lips then moved closer to my neck.
Then he suddenly paused, his warm breaths caressing my skin.
"You're a poor liar, Henry~ But I promise...I'll play with you later~" He whispered, then pulled away.
I just stood there; shuddering and biting my lip. My cheeks were, of course, burning as if my skin had caught fire, yet Hyde just stood there, waiting patiently for me to do as he had ordered of me. And eventually, I regained control of myself and then quietly walked towards the couch, rolling my eyes and clenching my fists to hide my submission.
Once I was lying flat upon the couch; the soft material soothing my tense back, my arms crossed over my chest and my shoes sitting perfectly upon the floor, I turned my head and looked with questions in my eyes.
What did he gain from all this?
Why did he keep coming to me for pleasure?
And how exactly did he intend to let me vent to him?
Sadly, when I looked over at my desk in the hope of getting some answers, Hyde was nowhere to be found. I was alone, silence falling back upon my office. Nothing but my own thoughts kept me company. I sighed and stared up at the ceiling, my features slowly softening and my heartbeat returning to its normal pace now that Hyde was gone.
Maybe he was right...for once. Too much frustration was clouding my mind, so letting off a little steam wouldn't hurt.
But I wasn't admitting that to him. And for that matter, what on Earth did we need to talk about in the first-?!
I breathed out a sigh, before turning my back to my desk and finally letting my eyes flutter closed. The darkness then slowly wrapped itself around me, letting me slowly drift off into a silent slumber.
The next time I opened my eyes, I awoke to a familiar sight. I was back in the little spot Hyde seemed to have carved into my mind for the two of us to share, like a middle ground between where he usually resided and the forefront of my fractured mind.
The beautifully crafted bed.
The bright and caged flames above my head that created a warm and soothing light around it.
The darkness which surrounded the borders of the aforementioned light.
Nothing had changed since the first time I had been transported there. However, instead of Hyde bringing me to the bed, I found myself already lying upon it; the luscious sheet covering me from my feet to my neck. The faint smell of sex was quick to invade my nose, which scrunched up as I grimanced. Lovely.
A moment later I sat up on the bed, the cover falling into my lap though thankfully it revealed nothing, then let my eyes search for my missing counterpart; narrowed and darting about.
"Hyde! Show yourself, now!" I demanded, my voice echoing through the darkness.
I turned my head this way and that, shouting once more...until a devilish chuckle echoed from within the shadows. I shuddered, grasping tightly at the sheets as I narrowed my eyes in the direction of that god forsaken chuckle.
"My, my, my~ Someone's rather impatient, aren't they~? It's almost as if you're getting excited before i've even revealed myself to you~"
Another devilish chuckle came, before Hyde slowly strutted out of the darkness and towards the bed. My eyes widened and my cheeks bloomed like roses as I stared at him. From the waist down he...he was completely and utterly naked! Now he was only wearing his green waist coat, his white button down shirt and his emerald cravat.
I blinked, then blinked again, utterly taken aback.
My eyes then wandered, venturing to where I had forbidden them to go as he stood at my side. His prick was already quite erect and pointing up at me, while his thin legs were bare and the hairs were now visible due to how close we were to one another. I also noticed that his hands were hidden behind his back. But seconds later, I hastily raised my head up and returned my gaze to his face, glaring at him as I spotted an excited grin upon his pale face.
"What are you hiding, Hyde? Some kind of medieval torture device?" I harshly questioned.
Hyde let out a loud and hearty laugh.
"No no no, nothing like that, Henry. I'm not going to hurt you." He reassured, his grin quickly morphing into a smile. It seemed strangely genuine...or as genuine as a smile could be upon the face of Edward Hyde.
He then slowly pulled his hands out from behind his back...revealing a paddle?
I ogled it, eyes softened by curiousity as my gaze wandered up and down the thin but wide paddle. The wood was wrapped up in coal black leather, while the thin handle which his fingers were wrapped tightly around was covered by thick raven coloured string. Once again, Hyde was showing me something that was beautifully crafted, yet this time, I was perplexed as to what it was actually for.
"Why do you have that with you?" I questioned, puzzled, while I quickly returned my gaze to his face.
"Why for my punishment, of course, I mean you must be dying to get your hands on me, Henry~" He purred with a gleeful grin, drawing out the word dying as he swayed his hips from side to side. And as he spoke, an excited spark suddenly appeared in his entrancing eyes, shining in the light of the caged flame closest to him.
I dropped my gaze down to my bedsheet covered lap, silently pondering. Punishment? I had never punished anyone before. And it was such an odd thing to want in the first place. And yet, I felt a strong desire to at least give it a go, especially since the idea seemed to please him. And I had always been the first to please those around me.
"But, how exactly am I supposed to punish you with that?" I asked, unable to stop the curiousity from slipping into my voice. Thankfully, I didn't look up at him just yet, otherwise any wall I had left between us would have fallen.
Suddenly, and with a gleeful chuckle, Hyde stepped back, turned on his heel and then bent over backwards right in front of me! I couldn't help but gasp in shock, my eyes widening as I tried and failed to tear my gaze away from his smooth, round and pale behind. His legs were parted just enough for me to catch sight of his balls, heat spreading from the top of my head all the way down to the bottom of my neck.
"I'm sure you've heard of spankings before, my dear doctor~ You can use it to inflict pain, stop someone misbehaving again, but you can also...use it for pleasure~ " He explained, swaying his rear from side to side.
I quirked an eyebrow and crossed my arms.
"And which one are you?" I questioned, perplexed, while my gaze followed his sensual movements.
Hyde laughed in amusement, and I could easily imagine that a cheeky smirk was stretched across his face.
"Isn't it obvious, Henry~? Now, just let your frustration drive you~! Take control and the paddle will do the rest~!" He happily exclaimed, before finally standing back up and turning around to look at me again, a reassuring smile upon his face instead of the cheeky smirk which I had been expecting.
My nervousness lessened, and though I hesitated to take the leather paddle when he offered it to me, I eventually reached out and grabbed the handle. The temptation to give it a try and the desire to have some control in the mess one could mistake for a life was simply too great to let the oppurtunity slip by.
During the passing of the paddle, our fingers brushed against one another, but neither of us seemed to mind.
And as I quietly held the handle with one hand and weighed the paddle in the other, a rush of anticipation surged through my veins at how good the leather felt against my skin. It wouldn't hurt to try...just this once. After a moment more of staring at the paddle, I raised my head and looked up at Hyde, who stared back at me; an excited gleam in his eyes and his teeth biting into his bottom lip.
For me, it was quite difficult to tell if he was aroused or nervous as he watched me hold the leather paddle in my hands. But both options almost pulled the edges of my lips into a pleased smirk, though I held it back...for now.
"Alright. Let's get on with it, Hyde." I calmly said as I placed the paddle aside so I could look at anything else but him for just a moment, while his eyes became emerald stars and his body had begun to visibly buzz with excitement.
After that, a small squeak escaped his lips and I heard him draw closer to the bed.
But when I returned my gaze to him, he was once again smirking from ear to ear, his tongue wetting his lips.
"Slip out from under those covers and let your legs dangle off the edge for me, Henry~ I personally prefer a warm lap over sitting on all fours~" Hyde purred, sultry arousal thick in his voice.
Was he trying to seduce me with that devilish voice? God, I was going to die if he kept that voice up!
I hesitated for a second or two, then quietly did just that; pulling the soft sheets aside and picking up the leather paddle. Once I was sat in a way that seemed to please him greatly, Hyde effortlessly slipped himself onto my lap; clothed stomach resting upon my legs and his...prick...pressing against my left thigh.
My face was quick to burn like a miniature sun and my mind suddenly came to a stuttering halt.
Edward Hyde.
Edward, Hyde, was bent over; half naked and grinning like a cheshire cat...in my lap!
It was as if I had been wrapped up in a trance, my frustrations of the day forgotten for a mere moment just to focus upon the alluring sight which had been gifted to me by my other half. However, Hyde's voice suddenly broke through the silence and yanked me out of the trance which he himself had unknowingly put me in.
"Remember your frustrations, my dear doctor. Better to let it out than to try to forget and let it fester." Hyde explained, his tone more serious than it had been before he had slipped into my lap. He then looked up at me, almost expectantly, and our eyes quietly met each other.
Of course Hyde would know all too well about letting things fester. Afterall, I knew all too well about it as well.
"Of course." I answered with a small nod.
"Good. Now, remind me again what my safety word is." Hyde inquired in that same serious tone, though a small thread of playfulness was sown into his words.
"Emerald." I answered after a moment of thinking.
"Do you know what that means?"
I thought back to our conversation inside my office, leaning back ever slightly so as to stare out at the darkness. It was, if Hyde had been correct in what he had said, a way to stop me if things were to get out of hand. One word- in fact any one word- had the power to stop another person in their tracks. It...actually intrigued me
After finally answering his question, I felt just a little bit more confident with that knowledge in my mind.
"Excellent memory, Henry." Hyde praised, making my heart swell up with an odd sense of joy.
Then, he lowered his head and wrapped his arms around my right leg, grabbing my attention as I dropped my head just in time to witness my half naked counterpart slowly raising his bare behind up into the air.
"Now be a dear and spank me already~"
In my ears, those words echoed beside the pounding of my heart, while I felt the edges of Hyde's mouth pull up into what I could only imagine was a smirk against my leg. He was smirking. The cheeky twat was actually enjoying this!
And so, with my frustrations at the forefront of my mind, I picked up the leather paddle, gently pressed my hand down into his clothed back, keeping him still and splayed across my lap, then brought the paddle down hard upon his rear; ripping a pained gasp from his lips and pushing him a little forward within my lap.
"Come on! Harder!" Hyde shouted, annoyance thick in his voice. He was probably rolling his eyes at me as well.
Well if harder was what he desired, then that was what the troublesome basterd would get.
Teeth gritted, I fixed a glare upon his arse and pinned him down harder upon lap, before delivering a harsher swatting to his tender flesh. In seconds, a loud cry and the loud crack of the paddle striking his now pink arse filled my ears like a perverse tune. Oh that felt so cathartic! And after that, cruel thoughts spilled down from my mind and out of my mouth, my hand tightening its grip around the handle as I happily struck his arse again.
He squirmed, crying out as I felt him pressing his hard cock against my leg. The sneaky git was getting hard!
"Is this what you wanted, you wicked brat? Did you want me to punish you? Did you want me to spank you, you naughty twat?" I gritted out, striking his rosy arse for each question that demanded an answer. And each time, I was rewarded by a loud and euphoric cry from Hyde, who didn't care to stifle the lewd sounds leaving his mouth.
I smirked at his erotic agony, watching as he weakly writhed and weakly wriggled about in my lap.
"Fuck yes~! Punish this naughty twat~! Oh don't fucking stop~!"
"Take that! You foul mouthed! Slut!" I shouted, emphasising each set of words with a sharp strike against his needy arse, red quickly blooming across his pain stricken skin. I could have sworn he was leaking precum against my leg.
Was there no end to his perverted mind?!
His gasps, cries and screams consumed my hearing as I dealt out smack after smack against his throbbing rosie cheeks. I glared and shouted, uttering every foul word I knew, while the sound of leather covered wood striking bare skin echoed throughout the darkness. The blissful control, the way he writhed and pushed back into the paddle, oh it was wonderful to finally get it all out of my system!
He was loving it! I was loving it! It was fucking great!
And that realisation spurred me forward, striking his bruised rear in a more violent fashion, each smack coming in rapid succession from one another, so that I could rid myself of my frustrations faster as I finally felt them beginning to fade away. Hyde cried out with every strike...but his cries just weren't good enough.
"Louder, damn you! Louder! Scream how much you love it!" I shouted through bared teeth, striking him for the umpteenth time, making him scream in sweet and pleasurable agony; lanky arms tightening their embrace around my leg, body trembling over my knee and arse a dark shade of crimson.
"I love it~! Yes more~! I love it when you spank my fucking arse~! Oh shit~!"
XXX
And then, after one final strike, I no longer had the strength to raise my arm again. Panting and sweating, I let the paddle slip out of my sweat stained hand and let it clatter upon the floor, before I fell back onto the bed, drained.
Meanwhile, Hyde remained bent over my lap, barely moving. His poor behind was bruised and covered by a similar shade of red to that of my eyes, while his face was pressing hard against my leg. The space was filled by nothing but our exhausted breaths and the mild echo of the leather paddle clattering upon the floor.
But as my mind finally cleared, I began to worry over Hyde's state. Was he alright? Had I pushed him too far? But even as I worried over him, I felt quite satisfied thanks to the control he had temporarily given me.
And after quickly catching my breath, I sat up, shuffled back onto the bed and then carefully moved Hyde into a more comfortable position within my lap. His bare legs were now bent upon the bed and his head was resting upon my shoulder. A pained whine left his lips as his reddened behind was now resting upon my lap, while my arms quickly but gently wrapped themselves around his waist to stop him from falling onto the floor.
"Hyde? Are you alright?" I cooed, a worried frown upon my face.
"Yeah. Fantastic, actually. You did a very good job, Henry." He quietly praised, voice raspy from all the screaming and all the crying he had just done. He then raised his head off my shoulder and looked me in the eyes, smirking.
I felt that my cheeks had turned pink and the edges of my lips had turned up in a small and shy smile. Bashfulness had gotten the better of me at his compliment. It felt odd to be praised over spanking someone...but it was nice.
As I looked at him, I saw two thin streams running down Hyde's flushed cheeks and saw that his eyes were now glazed over with tears, shining in the light. His usually messy mane of hair was now even more of a mess upon his head than it had been before, some of it sticking to his forehead as if it had been glued there.
"I wasn't too rough with you, was I?" I nervously asked, before pushing his sweat stained hair back onto his head.
Hyde chuckled and winked as he playfully pushed his head into my touch. Alright, I take back what I said before, he wasn't a clingy cat...he was a needy cat. He then quickly planted a soft kiss upon my cheek, though his lips were still rough and chapped compared to my own. He really needed to look after his appearance more in the near future.
"Don't worry your clever head, Henry~ I like it rough, that's why I chose this idea~" He purred, brushing his lips against my own as he pulled away from my face.
A sigh of relief, which could have been mistaken for a soft moan, left my lips. Thank goodness he was alright, I really, really didn't have the energy to deal with a furious Hyde. And besides, I was thankful that I hadn't hurt him, because I would've inevitably chastised myself for days on end...even if it was my mad and perverse counterpart.
"Do you feel better now?" Hyde curiously asked, humming as he once again rested his head upon my shoulder, then slowly slipped his thin arms around my neck.
What...?
My features were burning bright red, my body had turned to stone and my mind had blanked out for a couple seconds. He...He actually sounded like he gave a damn?! Eventually, I remembered how to speak.
"Y-Yes...I-I do." I stuttered out, voice just above a whisper, while my mind filled back up with thoughts and one of my hands began to lazily stroke up and down his clothed covered back.
From the corners of my eyes, I caught sight of a pleased smile upon Hyde's lips, his features seemingly softened by satisfaction as he let out a small hum. I then felt the warmth of his breaths brushing against my skin, before his rough lips ran all the way up my neck, making me tilt my head slightly to the side so as to give him some space.
"I'm glad that it helped. Just tell me when you're ready to talk, alright?" He whispered, a warmth to his raspy voice that sent shudders running up and down my spine. He then winked at me when he pulled away from my ear.
I swallowed hard, face burning as his touch seemed to linger, before I finally nodded in agreement.
We just sat there in silence, Hyde sitting comfortably in my lap as I caressed his back with one hand and began to slowly soothe his bruised behind with the other. Beneath my palm, the skin was hot and throbbing, so I stroked with caution, keeping my nails away to avoid causing him any unnecessary pain.
To me, easing his pain was the right thing to do.
And as I cared for my silent and satisfied other half; whispering to him and soothing his body, one thought ran through my mind. We needed to find our way onto the same page, otherwise these moments would lead to nothing.
