Frisk Me!

[weekendgothgirl.livejournal.com]

Title: Frisk Me!

Author: weekendgothgirl
Word Count: 3, 001 (excluding lyrics, 3,055 including.)
Genre: Kink, PWP

Summary: Vince has a nice little surprise for Howard, who gets his wish fulfilled. Characters/Pairing: Howince (What a shocker! Lol)
Rating: NC- 17- Oh yes, I’m branching out lol!
Warning: Bondage and domination. Some name calling and a bit of swearing. Maybe a little fluff too…
Disclaimer: I do this only for love, no money is made and no offence is intended. Obviously the characters aren't mine, but we already knew that right?

Authors Notes: This fic was inspired by, written for and beta’d by booshbesotted the kinky one lol. Other inspiration comes from this pic http://s113.photobucket.com/albums/n201/weekendgothgirl/?action=view&current=control.jpg and the song I am terrified by IAMX http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dQDd9FIBIFY

I admit i'm a little anxious about posting this, my first go at graphic sex :s let me know what you think...

 

“You look good in leather, in bars,
Breaking things, breaking hearts.
You look good in pleasure, in hotels.”

………………………………………………

“In your blood, the fetish
The prize of a million teasing moments blind
Will release you from the circus, the railway
But the gravity between us will keep us safe”- I am terrified by IAMX.

 

 

“Vince, I’m back!” Howard calls out, “you wouldn’t believe how many people don’t understand the subtle intricacies of Jazzercise… a woman actually came up to me and said it was a waste of time, can you believe that!? Err, Vince, where are you?” He looks around the empty living room whilst taking his shoes off; suddenly he hears a crash coming from their bedroom.

“Vince, are you ok?”

“Yeah I’m fine!” comes the slightly muffled reply.

“Do you need help in there?” Howard tries to open the bedroom door, but something slams into it.

“NO! I mean don’t come in yet, I’m not ready...”

“Not ready yet, what are you up to Vince?” Howard looks at the door in suspicion and vague interest.

Vince giggles, “Oh no, you have to wait and see.”

“How long will that be? I want to see you,” Howard realises he’s pouting at the door and looks around the empty room, embarrassed. The door opens slightly; not enough to allow Howard a view of the room, but wide enough so he knows he can come in.

He steps through the doorway and sees that the room is dimly lit, the lamps covered with red silk scarves affording it a slightly red hue. The bed is made with red silk sheets and there is a familiar scent in the air: an aroma that Howard can’t quite place, but instantly reminds him of Vince.

“Mr. Moon, so very nice of you to join me,” Vince stalks out of the shadows and into the centre of the room, directly opposite Howard.

“Vince what’s going on?” Howard takes a shaky breath as he sees what Vince is wearing. He thinks Vince looks like an Adonis statue as a rule, but tonight he was looks different: still sexy, but a different type, more…. kinky.

Howard licks his lips nervously and looks over Vince again. He’s wearing black, thigh-high, heeled boots, tight, black leather trousers and a very close-fitting policeman’s shirt complete with a badge and loose tie. Howard looks up and smiles nervously at him, his eyes are drawn to Vince’s hands, which are fingering an old fashioned police baton, if Howard wasn’t mistaken…

Vince sees him looking and says:

“Do you like it? I think it completes the outfit, don’t you?”

“Vince what’s happening?”

Vince leans in and whispers to Howard, “I’m making your dream come true,” he leans back out, “You’ve been a very bad boy. I’m gonna have to teach you a lesson, aren’t I?”

Howard just stands there and nods, watching Vince with lust clouded eyes.

“Tell me to frisk you Howard.”

Howard shakes his head a little, “W-what?”

Vince glares at him, “If you want me to frisk you, you have to ask for it.”

Howards swallows noisily “F-frisk me…”

“Ask me nicely.”

“P-please frisk me.”

“Please frisk me, who?”

“Please frisk me… sir?” Howard shudders as he says it, and Vince smiles predatorily at the sight.

“That’s better,” he grins, getting Howard to hold his arms out and open his legs wide.

“You’d better get used to that position, Moon. You’ll be like that for a while.”

Howard whimpers and Vince’s smirk widens. He looks at Howard with half-lidded, lust-darkened eyes and snarls “Do you like that you filthy bitch? You’re just a common whore aren’t you? Admit it!”

Howard moans, but otherwise remains silent. Vince stalks forward until they are standing face-to-face.

“Answer me when I ask you a question!” Vince raises his hand and strikes him around the face. He groans, feeling the blood rushing down to his cock; he looks down and sees a slight tenting in his trousers. He looks up and he realises Vince sees it too. Vince sneers and looks at Howard with disgust.

“I was right. As if I needed any more proof!” Vince spits, watching Howard’s groin and the ever more prominent bump growing there. He shakes his head, “It looks like I’m going to have to be harsher with you. Take off your clothes and lean over the bed, now!”

Howard hurriedly complies with the orders, stripping naked, and Vince watches, tapping the baton against his palm.

“Is this okay, sir?” Howard asks shyly once he is in position on the bed.

 

*

 

Vince surveys the scene in front of him: Howard eagerly strips his clothes off and goes to the bed; he leans over the edge and places his palms flat on the duvet so his arse sticks up in the air.

“Is this okay, sir?” Howard asks timidly.

Good, Vince thinks, he understands the game we’re playing.

“Did I say you could speak?” Vince demands, walking over to Howard and bringing the baton down onto his arse. He shifts his body slightly, trying to provide some relief for his growing erection. But this just makes it worse; the smooth material rubbing against his cock making him gasp slightly. He didn’t think he’d get so aroused so quickly.

It’s not just Howard who’s getting off on this.

 

*

 

“Did I say you could speak?” Vince snarls and Howard bites back a whimper at the harsh, forbidding tone. Then his breathing shallows slightly as he hears Vince walk towards him.

Whack!

He feels the sharp pain explode across his arse and can’t contain the next whimper that escapes. He half turns to look at Vince, but Vince grabs his head and pushes back into the cover.

“Don’t look at me you dirty little bastard! I’m here to lay down the law and to protect innocent people from perverts like you. If you don’t adhere to the law, I have a sworn oath to punish you for the breach, to the best of my power. And I will punish you. Understood?”

He nods shakily and mutters into the sheets, “Yes sir”.

“Good, do you know your rights?”

Howard inhales deeply before replying, “Yes sir.”

“Good boy. You have the right to remain silent…”

Howard nods again, unsure of where this is going.

“…And I expect you to use that right. Only speak or make a noise when told, is that clear? You can answer.”

“Yes sir,” Howard answers, breathing heavily in anticipation.

“Shall I tell you when I first found out you were a filthy slut?” Howard whines low in his throat.

“Did I say you could make a noise?” Vince demands, “That requires punishment, Moon. I think five smacks are enough for now, as this is a first offence; but any more interruptions and the punishment will go up. Is that clear? Answer the question.”

“I…it’s clear, sir”

“Good.”

Whack! Whack!

Vince raises the baton and slams it down twice, onto his right arse cheek and, without stopping, does the same to the left.

Whack! Whack!

Vince then pauses long enough for the searing pain to fully register and then brings the baton down once more across both cheeks.

WHACK!

During these blows, the pain registers as only a dull ache, but after Vince finishes delivering the final smack, the pain instantly flares, sending waves of pleasure through his body and straight to his groin; making his member even more painfully hard and throbbing. He bites his lip to stop from groaning out loud. He wants more than anything for Vince to pay more direct attention to it, but, almost perversely, he also wants him to carry on with what he’s doing now.

It doesn’t matter what I want anyway, he thinks, Vince is in charge.

He shivers, loving that he is completely at Vince’s mercy. That thought sends another jolt to his aching dick. He suppresses another gasp of pleasure and tries to concentrate on Vince’s voice.

“The first time I knew you were a slut,” Vince continues as if there has been no interruption “was when that green-man came into the shop… you know the hitchhiker? I saw the way you acted when he was threatening you and telling you what to do… you loved every second of it!” Vince shakes his head again. This time Howard can’t prevent the moan that bubbles to his throat.

“What was that Moon?” Vince asks sharply, “You broke the law again. This time the punishment will be ten blows, and you will take it without making a sound…” he glances again at Howard’s full and twitching dick and adds, “…or coming. Or else, Moon. Do you hear me?”

“Yes, I understand,” Howard’s eyes widen, biting down even harder on his lip, as a blow comes from nowhere…

Whack!

“Yes, I understand…what?”

“Y-yes I understand sir” Howard gasps out, the pain flaring.

“Good.” He can hear scorn and hidden arousal in Vince’s voice. Can practically see the smirk on his face…

1…2…

Vince set to work on dealing his punishment, bringing the blows down on Howard’s already burning skin…

…3…4…

They were so hard that, with every strike, Howard jerks violently forwards into the side of the bed…

…5… or, surely it had been more…?

 After the fifth hit he loses count and instead, revels in the giddy mix of pain and pleasure that burns through him like wildfire. He feels the telltale tightening in his balls and clenches his hands and teeth, fighting back the edge of his approaching orgasm…

Mercifully, the blows stop. Vince’s hand caresses the boiling skin of his backside, placing butterfly soft kisses’ on each cheek.

 

*

 

Vince watches Howard carefully as he smacks him and tries not become overly distracted by the way he looks: leaning over the bed with his arse in the air; Howard looks so sexy and right and he just wants to jump him, then and there…

Mentally he pulls himself together. This was for Howard after all, not him. But still, he can’t help but think how much he loves the way Howard’s abused skin is quickly changing from rosy pink to a deep red, how his flesh ripples as the baton connects with his arse, how he can’t help but let little involuntary noises of pleasure escape his throat... and that was what Vince loved most of all…the fact that Howard was enjoying himself. That was the most important part.

Vince looks at Howard’s arse and swallows heavily. It’s beautiful: the cheeks so angry red and burning from his ministrations, that he can’t stop himself from being drawn to them; he caresses them softly as if they are made of china, then he bends down and draws a trail of light kisses down each cheek in turn. He’s itching to touch himself, but again reminds himself that this isn’t for him.

It’s all for Howard.

He swallows again, giving himself time to recover his edge, then, grinning mischievously, he murmurs to Howard, “You took your punishment very well Moon, for that you deserve a reward. Lay down on your back.”

 

*

 

“You took your punishment very well Moon, for that you deserve a reward. Lay down on your back.”

Howard does as he’s told, relieved to be changing position, as his arms are starting to cramp and shake with exertion. He lies out on the bed and hisses as his backside hits the covers. He looks up at Vince but he remains stern and expressionless.

As soon as he settles, Vince straddles him and begins kissing hotly up his chest, then his neck, and suddenly his mouth is on his own. They kiss messily, all heat, passion and pure uncontrollable lust; Howard feels he may shatter from the desperate need that is taking over. Without realizing how it happened, Vince has one of his hands pinned above his head. He doesn’t care though, Vince is using his tongue now and he can’t concentrate on anything else…

He bites back a whimper as Vince suddenly pulls away, but Vince simply smiles wickedly and moves lower, still gripping his wrist. Howard sighs and lets his head sink further into the pillows, closing his eyes in anticipation of his reward.

Chink!

Howard hears the metallic snap and his eyes fly open; looking up in confusion he sees that he is now attached to the headboard… by a set of red fluffy handcuffs. He looks at Vince in bewilderment.

“This is your reward Howard,” Vince says matter-of-factly as he slides off him, “you took the spanking so well that I’m going to give you a rest… I won’t touch you for an hour.”

“No!” Howard yelps, “I mean… I don’t want that! I- I want to be punished! I deserve it! Please, I want- need you to touch me! Vince…” Vince tuts and shakes his head sadly.

“You were doing so well. But now you’ve gone and broken the rules…”

“Yes!” Howard shouts, “Yes, I broke the law! You have to punish me now!”

Vince sneers at him and laughs, “You really are a pathetic, desperate slag, aren’t you?”

Howard just whines deep and low in his throat, sounding like a wounded animal. Vince seems to decide to take pity on him and resumes straddling him again, “For your blatant disregard for the laws, I’m going to have to give you the strongest punishment…”

He pushes Howard’s head down and whispers breathily in his ear, “I’m going to give you my worst, Moon…” before proceeding to nibble down his jaw. Howard gasps and Vince slides his hands sensuously down his body, making him shudder. Vince grinds his erection against Howard’s own as he slowly unbuttons his police shirt, causing Howard’s eyes to roll back and making him whimper.

“You know, Moon, if you’d been good, this would have all been over now… but you had to break the law, and so now…” he says, shrugging off the shirt, “we’ll be here till I say it’s over. Is that clear? Answer!”

“Yes!” Vince roughly tweaks his nipples “OH! …Sir! Yes, sir!”

Vince grins down at him and Howard can’t help but think of the years of affection and pages of cream poetry wasted on Mrs. Gideon when Vince had been there all along… he just hadn’t seen him. He didn’t understand how that had happened; how had he possibly overlooked Vince? He was so… captivating… how had he failed to see…?

Smack!

The slap brings him cruelly out of his thoughts. Vince leans into his face; “You will pay attention to me, or next time I won’t go for a blow above the waist…” he looks down to see where his threat is having its most prominent effect.

“Yes, sir.”

Smack!

Vince’s hand connects again, sweeping across his cheek, leaving it stinging.

“Did I say you could speak?” Vince bites down sharply on a nipple, making Howard buck, but he somehow manages to hold back the cry that is aching to tear forth.

“I’m going to enjoy making you suffer, Moon…” Vince smirks as he swiftly removes his boots and then his leather trousers, rendering himself fully naked… he positions himself over Howard’s cock, “I’m going to take you so hard and fast,” he licks his lips, “It’s lucky I prepared myself earlier, isn’t it?”

And before Howard can blink or process this, Vince has slammed himself down onto his dick, burying it within him, right up to the hilt, and is riding him violently… Howard lets out a loud gasp, the overwhelming sensation of Vince’s tight passage suddenly caressing his length threatening to push him over the edge. The incredible knowledge of having Vince on top of him and surrounding him drives all thoughts from his brain. Forgetting Vince's 'laws', he moans loudly and reaches out his free hand to grip Vince’s hip, steadying him.

“Do you like that Moon?” Vince gasps and slams into him again, driving with vicious intensity. Howard moans and can feel the edges of his orgasm again, but it’s over-powered by need: a need to prolong the unbelievable sensation of being joined with Vince, completely and utterly. He wants to reach up and caress Vince’s face, but between the game being played and the handcuff hindering his movement, he knows he can’t.

 “Answer the question!” Vince pants, sending cool air over Howard’s fevered sweat-dripping skin.

“Yes, I love that, sir! Please, do it again…” Vince pounds down yet again, with enough force to create stabs of pain where his arse is colliding brutally with Howard’s hips. Then Vince shifts his position as he rides and suddenly Howard feels aflame with euphoria…

“You can come now Moon.”

“YES SIR!” Howard yells out at the top of his lungs, as he lets go, feeling himself coming deep inside Vince.

As he rides the aftershocks he watches Vince, unravelling slightly as he continues to thrust downwards a couple more times whilst furiously working his dick. Howard licks his lips as he watches Vince pump away, thumb swiping over the head and smearing pre-come over himself. Suddenly, he yells Howard’s name and is spilling over his hand and Howard’s stomach.

Howard watches Vince come and ride his orgasm feeling content. He feels Vince clench and he shudders involuntarily in response, but he keeps his eyes on Vince. He can’t believe how beautiful he looks with his head cast back in the throws of passion, his raven hair sweaty and framing his pale features; in this moment, Howard is awe-struck… revelling in his luck at finding someone so perfect.

Slowly Vince recovers enough to slide off Howard’s dick and he lies down next to him, sighing contentedly. Howard turns to face him, wincing slightly at the pain and kisses him tenderly.

“What’s that for?” Vince asks, smiling.

“For doing this for me and just… for everything,” he answers, wrapping his arms around his lover.

“Howard, I’d do anything for you. You know that I love you… anyway, I enjoyed it too,” Vince giggles, softly kissing Howard’s nose, “You do know you’re tidying up though? I’m shattered! It’s tirin’ being a policeman…”

Howard just laughs and pulls Vince closer to him; together they fall into a deep, peaceful sleep. He has one thought before sleep drags him under; once they have recovered he is going to worship Vince the way he deserves...........

Comments

[bellemortex.livejournal.com]

Okay I haven't read this yet but.... I heard this song and immediately thought of the Boosh. I have been waiting for someone to write something!! So THANK YOU!!!!!

[weekendgothgirl.livejournal.com]

Hahaha I know this song so reminded me of the boosh I decided to go with it!
xxx

[rbrec22.livejournal.com]

My God.
That was
Hot

[weekendgothgirl.livejournal.com]

Thanks so much for reading and commenting!

xxx

[booshbesotted.livejournal.com]

Gah! I was just as nervous as you on this one I reckon! It looks good tho, my love! And i sounds brilliant... v.hot. Even I do say so me'self. :p

'And before Howard can blink or process this, Vince has slammed himself down onto his dick, burying it within him, right up to the hilt, and is riding him violently… Howard lets out a loud gasp, the overwhelming sensation of Vince’s tight passage suddenly caressing his length threatening to push him over the edge. The incredible knowledge of having Vince on top of him and surrounding him drives all thoughts from his brain. Forgetting Vince's 'laws', he moans loudly and reaches out his free hand to grip Vince’s hip, steadying him.'

That particular paragraph was a mother bitch to get right, you remember??? But it sounds genius!

I'm definitely giving you more smut bunnies, lol. There's no escaping it now, haha! We make a brilliant team :D

xx

[weekendgothgirl.livejournal.com]

Yay, awesome! Glad you like it my love! :P

It bloody was a motherbitch i swear we spent 3 days just on that lol.

Coolio, i will love more smut bunnies, we deffo make a brill team! =D

xxx

[azrielle-jones.livejournal.com]

I thought this was great! (And very hot!)

[weekendgothgirl.livejournal.com]

Thanks for reading and commenting. Glad you liked!

xxxx

[laughingacademy.livejournal.com]

Woof! Your first foray into the hard stuff? Well done!

Psst! Spotted one typo: "Do you here me?"

[weekendgothgirl.livejournal.com]

Haha twas indeed! Thanks!
Woops sorry bout that will find out how to fix it lol.

Thanks for reading!

xxx

[weekendgothgirl.livejournal.com]

Typo fixed!

xxx

[monooccularcat.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Note to self. Don't read NC-17 in the AM, MOC.

*coughs*

Thank you, sir.

[weekendgothgirl.livejournal.com]

Hahaha my pleasure, sir!

Thanks for reading (and liking it means a lot!)

xxx

[glasgowsmiles.livejournal.com]

Smut, ah! I'm a happy girl, me. This was hot, and I will be in my bunk.

Also, enormous giggle when Vince said it was tiring being a policeman. Yes, I imagine so... but what a way to tire oneself out! *huge grin*

This was lovely. Deliciously kinky.

[weekendgothgirl.livejournal.com]

Haha I will see you when you emerge!

I loved writing that line, yeah i wouldn't mind lol.

Thank you! Glad you enjoyed.

xxx

[glitter-slut-x.livejournal.com]

*locks fic away in hard-drive*

Oh Lordy, thank God I didn't read this AFTER I had a shower.

*runs off to have cold shower*

[weekendgothgirl.livejournal.com]

=] Awww thanks. Hope you enjoyed your cold shower ^.^
Glad you enjoyed it, thanks for reading!

xxx

o.o <3 !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[kendra-fey.livejournal.com]

Ok this is so great, I'm going to write this comment while I'm reading it.

-"“How long will that be? I want to see you,” Howard realises he’s pouting at the door and looks around the empty room, embarrassed." That is SO FREAKING CUTE! How much more adorable could howard be? whenever someone writes him as pouting, I think of his little pouty dance in "Bollo." CUTE!!!

-Is Vince a policeman because Julian played a gay policeman in [Un]natural Acts? if so, good job! If not, it's still really cute!!!

-“Do you like that you filthy bitch? You’re just a common whore aren’t you? Admit it!” Aw, I can't even imagine cute little Vincey saying this. He's too much like a child!!!

-I like how you connect the separate POV's with the same line. IT's a cute little continuing thing. I like it. =]

-Just a little typo. "He wants more than anything for Vince to pay more direct attention it," there should be a "to" in between "attention" and "it".

-"Mercifully, the blows stop. Vince’s hand caresses the boiling skin of his backside, placing butterfly soft kisses’ on each cheek." SO CUTE! Man, you know how to write these two. Some people (like me) can't write it realistically, but you have it down.

-“Yes!” Howard shouts, “Yes, I broke the law! You have to punish me now!” Aw, he's so desperate for Vince to be on top of him. <3

-"Vince grins down at him and Howard can’t help but think of the years of affection and pages of cream poetry wasted on Mrs. Gideon when Vince had been there all along… he just hadn’t seen him. He didn’t understand how that had happened; how had he possibly overlooked Vince? He was so… captivating… how had he failed to see…?" I LOVE THIS PARAGRAPH! It's so lovely. It makes sense, too. You're a diving into Howard's psychological mindset!

-“YES SIR!” Howard yells out at the top of his lungs..."Hehe. I dunno why, but I'm loving this line. It's so Season 3 Howard. =]

-These lines make me almost cry at how simply beautiful they are:
"Howard is awe-struck… revelling in his luck at finding someone so perfect."
"Howard turns to face him, wincing slightly at the pain and kisses him tenderly."
"For doing this for me and just… for everything,” he answers, wrapping his arms around his lover."
"Howard, I’d do anything for you. You know that I love you…You do know you’re tidying up though?
I’m shattered! It’s tirin’ being a policeman…”
"Howard just laughs and pulls Vince closer to him; together they fall into a deep, peaceful sleep."
These are so great. Like I've said before.

Well, this was a rather long post. Sorry for rambling on. Thanks for the great fic!

Re: o.o <3 !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[weekendgothgirl.livejournal.com]

Wow awesome, a long comment ^.^
First thanks to you for taking the time to read the fic and write this comment.
Now to business, haha I know I love that pouty dance!

A little due to that, a little to do with a pic I have and a little to do with the fact I think police uniforms are hot lol.

Haha I know but his one of those naughty kids that learn things they shouldn't know!

Thank you, I thought it would make a little more sense that way.

Haha thanks for telling me, I'm not suprised my grammer is atrocious!
Will fix it when I work out how to edit my post lol.

Aww stop, no go on, no stop lol your gonna make me blush! I bet you can you cheeky minx!

Isn't everyone desperate for that? lol

Thank you again (your too nice to me) You're a diving into Howard's psychological mindset! I did a little rummaging we all know what Howard's like, he can be a little neurotic at times. I thought that would kinda show as a whole how he felt about the missing years they could of had together as a couple.

Haha i'm glad you like it, VERY series 3 Howard!

Aww shucks I'm blushing like mad now, but thank you!

xxx

Re: o.o <3 !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[weekendgothgirl.livejournal.com]

Typo now fixed!
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[unbelievable2.livejournal.com]

Gosh! Wow, ummm... well... eeee....
Well done!

[weekendgothgirl.livejournal.com]

Oh thank you!
Nice of you to read and comment!
xxx

[zow-katow.livejournal.com]

oh god I need a smoke, brilliant.

[weekendgothgirl.livejournal.com]

Hahaha thanks! Enjoy your fag lol!

xxx

[splatterdick.livejournal.com]

LOLOLOL ICON YES