Haunted!Verse Ficlet: Don't Play With Gunns

[jasonsnene]

Title:  Don’t Play With Gunns

Author: jasonsnene

Pairing:  Gunn/Lindsey

Rating:  NC17

Warnings:  M/M, non con, gunplay, very squicky

Beta: 

aayesha_r

 

A/N:  Set in the Haunted!Verse (but if you haven't read it, you shouldn't have issues following this one) this is for those of you who thought Lindsey got off too easy.  See?  I told you I'd get him.  *eg*  Written for my

kink_bingo card for the prompt "gunplay".

Dedicated to my super dirty!bad!wrong! pal ash_carpenter, who 1) made me the super cool icon, and 2) loves seeing Lindsey used and abused.  This one's for you baby!!

 

 

Gunn stormed into the office building of Wolfram and Hart and made his way to the elevator.  He pushed the button for the floor to the White Room, not bothering to stop off and change his clothes.  These days, he was most often found in a suit and tie, taking the majority of Angel’s meetings so Angel could enjoy his extended ‘honeymoon’ with Xander.  Those two rarely came up for air, and when they did, they both had a well-fucked expression on their face.

 

Not that Gunn was jealous.  Exactly.  But damn, he needed to vent his frustrations, too, which was why he’d been out with the old gang, kicking the crap out of any demon that crossed his path.  His weapons still covered his body, including the new guns he’d taken to wearing. 

 

Yeah, guns weren’t the normal weaponry for demon hunters, but they sure beat the hell out of having to get up close and personal to everyone.  He did pause as the elevator slowed to a stop and wondered if whoever had demanded his presence in the White Room would be offended by the amount of weaponry on his person.

 

Oh well, too late to change it now.  Gunn straightened his spine and exited the elevator, eyes wandering around the seemingly endless space of the mystical room.  Finally, another person appeared and Gunn approached, wanting this meeting over with as quickly as possible.

 

He didn’t recognize the hooded figure, but knew instinctively that it was one of the Senior Partners.  This must be more serious than he suspected.  The figure waited until he was close before speaking.

 

“Gunn.”

 

“Sir.”  He wasn’t exactly sure how to address one of the Partners, having never officially met one, but ‘sir’ seemed a safe choice.

 

“You have pleased us with your performance of late.  We wish to reward you.”

 

Reward him?  That was odd.  But hell, a reward could be cool, depending on what it was.

 

“Thank you, sir.”

 

“I gift you with my personal pet, to do with as you wish.”  A light flashed, and Gunn’s eyes widened at the sight of Lindsey, bound and gagged doggie style on a table.  Gunn had to restrain a laugh at the pissed off expression on the former lawyer’s face 

 

Lindsey was obviously not impressed with his current position.  His arms and legs were bound to the table, and as Gunn circled Lindsey, he was even more amused by the huge dildo shoved up Lindsey’s ass and held in place by what appeared to be a steel bar anchored on the legs of the table.

 

His ass looked to have been paddled recently, as it was glowing red and had several marks lined up and down his cheeks, and onto his upper thighs.  Although a few months ago, seeing another human in such a position would have infuriated Gunn and brought out his hero instincts, seeing this human in this position didn’t bother him in the least.

 

“To do with as I wish?  Anything I want?”

 

“Anything you desire, Charles.  We are well pleased with your service.  I see that you come well armed.  Feel free to use your weapons on Lindsey.  I grow tired of hearing his constant whining.”

 

That didn’t surprise Gunn in the slightest.  Neither did the rather large gag that was buckled onto Lindsey’s mouth, preventing him from making almost any sound.

 

“Until we meet again, Charles Gunn.  Just leave the pet here for us to dispose of when you are finished.”

 

Gunn nodded, and the Senior Partner vanished.  He circled Lindsey again, admiring the full bondage that the table provided.  Lindsey wouldn’t be able to do anything to stop him.  After what he’d done to Xander and Angel, though, Gunn couldn’t seem to bring himself to feel any sympathy at all.

 

“So, Lindsey, how you been enjoying your stay with the Senior Partners?  Looks like you’ve been a really bad boy.”  Gunn slapped his hand down on Lindsey’s already red ass and was pleased to see his handprint appear amongst the other marks. 

 

“I gotta tell ya, man, seeing you all trussed up like this is really doing it for me.  Then again, I outta just blow your head off and be done with it.  I always thought you got off too easily after the shit you pulled.”

 

Lindsey’s eyes widened and Gunn could almost here him thinking that this was easy.  “Yeah, Lindsey, this is fuckin’ easy compared to what Angel would have done with you.  Hell, Willow would have skinned your white ass and left you hangin’ out for the buzzards to feed on.”

 

Gunn pulled out his pistol from its holster at his shoulder.  “Me though?  I’d just kill you.”  He opened the chamber and let the bullets slide into his hand before reloading one and spinning the chamber and snapping it shut again.  “How about this, Lindsey?  One bullet, one chance.  If it’s meant to be, this one bullet will go right between your eyes and end this for good.  If not, then I get to have my fun before returning you to your rightful owner.”

 

Lindsey started making audible noises then, and Gunn just smiled and put the gun to his forehead.  “Here we go, Linds.  Three, two, one…”  Gunn pulled the trigger, and the gun didn’t fire.  “Well, hell.  Guess that means I just get to fuck you up.”

 

Gunn dragged the gun over Lindsey’s forehead and down his back.  “Hmm, but I really wanted to fuck you up with this gun.  It’s my new favorite weapon, you know.  Well, next to my hubcap ax, but I think we’ll get to that later.”

 

He ended his movement at Lindsey’s ass, where he loosened the bar holding the plug in place.  Then he jerked the plug out and immediately replaced it with his pistol.  “Hey, check that out.  It fits.  I’d always wondered if you could fit a gun up your ass and look, you can.  Course, most folks don’t have asses as stretched out as yours.  That Senior Partner must be hung like a horse to need this much space in ya.  Then again, you haven’t seen me, yet.  You know, it is true what they say about black men…”

 

Gunn continued to fuck Lindsey with the pistol, watching Lindsey’s body tremble in fear.  One slip of his finger, and the next chamber might just be the one that contained the lone bullet.  Not that Gunn planned on slipping.  No, he was getting off on seeing Lindsey like this and his dick was about ready to burst from his jeans as it was.

 

Course, now he had a choice.  Should he tap that hot little ass, or go around to the front and show Lindsey what a real gag should be?  Yeah, second choice.  He’d always wanted to fuck the mouth on that one.  Gunn left the gun hanging in Lindsey’s ass and, with a sharp slap, ordered him to hold it there.  He’d slipped the safety on, but Lindsey didn’t need to know that, cause his dick was going to be in the line of fire if Lindsey dropped it.

 

He unzipped and let Lindsey get a good look at his cock before he removed the gag on Lindsey’s mouth.  “Open wide, little bitch.  Let me show you what a real man would gag that mouth of yours with.”  Lindsey tried to turn his head away but Gunn grabbed him by the hair and held him in place while he swiveled his hips and slapped Lindsey’s face with his meat.  It made a pleasant sound as it hit Lindsey’s cheeks, and Gunn knew this was one kink he’d have to find someone to perform on again.

 

Lindsey finally gave in and opened his mouth and Gunn slipped into its moist heat with a sigh.  “Oh yeah, lawyer boy.  This is what you were made for, isn’t it.  Take it, bitch.  I want all this meat in your mouth and down that pretty throat.  Think you can do it?”

 

Lindsey shook his head, and Gunn laughed and fed him a little more.  “Sure you can.  I know that with all the hot air you can spew you’ve got to be able to open that throat up.  Open it for me, bitch.”  Gunn continued pushing, feeling the resistance of Lindsey’s throat give way as Lindsey swallowed around him.  “Hell ya, that’s it.  Swallow it.”

 

Gunn moved slowly, not wanting this to end too soon, but after a minute or so, Lindsey started turning blue and fighting him so Gunn pulled out with another sigh.  “Too much for you, is it?  Oh well, let’s see how that ass of yours swallows it.”

 

He moved around to Lindsey’s rear and pulled the gun out slowly before he lined up, pushing in with one forceful thrust.  “Fuck yeah.  That’s what I’m talking about.”  Lindsey moaned, whether in pleasure or pain Gunn didn’t know, and frankly didn’t care.  He pulled out and slammed in again and then started up a rhythm that he’d never dared with any of his more delicate partners.

 

“Look at that ass spread for me, Lindsey.  Man, you must be a real cock whore to be able to take all my meat.  Fuck.  That’s good, squeeze that hot little hole around me, bitch.  Whew, that’s better than pussy, but then again, you are a little pussy boy, aren’t ya?”

 

Lindsey dropped his head as Gunn used his body and when he finally came with a grunt, Lindsey sighed, relieved that it was over.  “Damn, that was fucking good, Lindsey.”  He released the restraints holding Lindsey in position and pulled him to his feet.  “Now what should I do with a pretty boy like you?  I think I might just keep you.  What do you think about that, Lindsey?  Should I put you under my desk and get you to suck my cock all day long?”

 

Lindsey glared at Gunn and opened his mouth to speak.  “Oh fuck, no.  Don’t you dare open that mouth unless you want me to fuck it again.”  Lindsey snapped his jaw shut mutinously and continued to stare at Gunn with loathing.

 

“Yeah, I think I’ll have to fuck you again, pretty boy.  Maybe let that hole get tighter so it’ll squeeze me real good next time I push in.  Looks like you have a new Master now, bitch.  I doubt I’ll be getting’ tired of you any time soon.  And when I do, I can always hand you over to Angel.” 

 

With a smirk, Gunn grabbed Lindsey by the hair, and headed for the elevator.