[C][M] The Summoning

"If you don't pull at least one sob from him tonight, I'm going to put you in that position."

He grinned a wide grin. "And I know how to make you cry."

Ian licked his lower lip as he took a seat in one of the booths.

He lounged comfortably.

Lyo slid into the booth, opposite of Ian, looking much more tense. There was a little flush of effort on his cheeks. He wa trying not to make a sound.

His eyes narrowed at that threat, he had a love / hate relationship with being in that kind of situation, more so when Ian felt the need to punish him that way.

A sly little grin spread across his lips as he set it to max setting and left it there, how long could the man deal with it being that strong inside of him?

Doc grabbed and menu and looked it over with a hum.

Lyo bit his lip when it was put up to max.

Fuckkkkk.

He buried his face in his hands and focussed entirely on trying to breathe nice and slowly.

These people were dicks.

He hissed as his lip gave way under the force of his teeth and blood dripped down his chin.

Deacon smirked, his foot reaching up and slipping between Lyo's legs, rubbing against him firmly, pushing the toy deeper and causing the cage to grind against him.

"I think I'll go for the barbecue chicken pizza..."

He mused idly looking over the menu.

"Ohh, dessert pizza."

"Dinner before dessert," Ian scolded. He'd always been like this. Being a personal trainer, he knew how to keep people healthy. Eating just dessert was not healthy.

Lyo flinched away from the foot pushing against him, lips curling into a little snarl.

He glared up at Doc through his fingers.

Dick.

"He's bleeding, does that get me any points?"

He asked, hopeful for racking up a few more.

"Yes Mom."

Deacon mocked, rolling his eyes, he was a grown ass man and he couldn't skip dinner if he wanted?

"Barbecue chicken it is then."

He replied, signaling to the waiter.

"Nope," Ian chuckled. "I want noises and water works." The best things.

Ian's permanent grin widened as he leant back and made himself comfortable.

"Two BBQ chicken and a- Hey, what do you want?" he asked Lyo.

"Anchovy," the man replied, licking at his split lip.

"Two BBQ chicken and an anchovy," Ian ordered. "Say hi to Don for me."

"Damn."

He replied, his foot moving back up to push the toy in harder, he at least wanted to get him whimpering.

The waiter took down their order and nodded before heading back to the kitchen.

One hand slid under the table to grip Doc's ankle tightly, pulling it away from his crotch.

"I don't want to play your game if I can't get hard," Lyo murmured, piercing Doc with his glare.

"Find a way to remove the cage and you can play all you want. Until then your foot isn't going anywhere near my cock."

Doc pouted and leaned against the table, looking up at Lyo looking sad.

"You're no fun, I bet I could have gotten you off even without you getting hard."

He replied with a small huff before sitting up and leaning against Ian, setting the vibrations to pulse mode again.

"Probably," Lyo admitted.

He leaned over the table, arching a brow. "But there's no fun in it for me, and having a foot crushing a chunk of metal to you is not fun. You can play with the cage all you want when you invite me home to whip my balls. Cage me, tie me up, whip me, bite me, fuck me."

Lyo leant back and made himself comfortable.

"I think it's more fun to hide my hard-on from people than to suffer a cage, anyway."

Deacon rolled his eyes and just set the vibrations to a strong, pulsing buzz.

"Then we'll have more fun when we get back to my place."

He was still going to make Lyo cry, even if he had to wait a little while.

After all, it was Lyo or himself.

"You're just being lazy," Ian chuckled.

He damn well knew Doc had the ability to remove the cage right now, even if he didn't have a key. Doc had a spell for everything up his sleeve. He was just choosing not to use it.

Lyo, though, was quite pleased that Doc wasn't going to be doing any more until they got back to privacy.

Lyo wasn't known to be quiet lover. He liked being loud and when he was out and about, it wasn't easy.

Doc looked over at Ian and raised a bow.

"I thought you would get all pissy if I let him out of the cage."

You do the right thing and end up being called lazy, how lame, after all Ian had put the cage on the man for a reason, right?

Ian gave a careless shrug.

"I wanna see him suffer in public. I don't care how it's done," he replied honestly.

He wasn't an overly strict Dominant person. He wasn't the sort of person that enforced things rigidly. He liked being able to change and flow with his mood.

Its what kept sex with him interesting. One minute he could be firm on the idea of spanking you until you couldn't stand it, and the next he could be fingering you because, hey why not? It's fun.

A large smirk spread over his lips, that was the go ahead he needed.

With a few words muttered under his breath and a small flick of his hand the lock of the cage popped open.

"You're welcome."

Deacon purred, leaning against the table as his foot rubbed up against Lyo's thigh.

Lyo cast a glance out at the floor of the pizzeria before unzipping his pants slowly and carefully pulling off the cage.

His body relaxed a little in relief as he removed the cage.

He couldn't help giving himself a couple good strokes before zipping his jeans back up again and setting the cage on the seat next to his thigh.

That felt better.

"Now I wanna be able to hear you moan, otherwise I'll be putting it back on, with force."

He replied, his foot grinding against Lyo's member as he set the vibrating toy to high again.

Now that he was free, he wanted the man hard as a rock.

Lyo made himself comfortable, leaning back in the booth as Doc's foot pressed against his crotch.

He just let a little smirk curl his lips.

"Good luck."

This was something that always bothered Maks. As long as Lyo was comfortable int the situation (like right now without the cage constricting him) he could be a stubborn son of a bitch.