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“Y’know you have to stay soft for this, right?”, Techno teases as he holds his husband’s flush member in his hand, feeling the way the tiny thing twitches at the cold lube in his palm. Phil flushes at the words, painting a pretty picture with his robes loose and hiked up to show his trembling thighs and the beginnings of his belly.
“You try not being horny as fuck with a hand on your dick-”, Phil bites back, voice wavering into a slight whimper when Techno strokes his cock in earnest. The poor thing tries to close his thighs, but Techno reaches out with his free hand and pushes them back apart, brushing his thumb over the smooth skin on the inside. Phil wasn’t too happy about having to shave for this, but that all quieted down when Techno had offered to help him out with it.
“Sorry, angel. Hard to resist touchin’ ya when you’re all pretty like this.”, He says casually, stopping his stimulation to the cock in his hand. Phil was always just a bit on the short side, but he was tiny compared to the Piglin, and that didn’t just stop in height. It was their difference in cock size that had made Techno mull over putting him in a cage.
When he had first brought up the idea to Phil she had seemed unsure, but the fact that Techno was into so much that he had drawn up blueprints of how he’d make the cage made her more open to the idea. The trust the Avian had when he finally agreed made Techno melt.
It was almost worth it alone to see how embarrassed Phil was when he had taken the measurements, his winged appendages on the sides of his face covering his blush as Techno held him in his open palm next to a ruler.
“Think you’re ready…”, Techno says mostly to himself as he brings his attention back to the sight and takes his hand off of Phil. Phil’s hips twitched slightly at the loss of touch. Techno can tell his lover was only moments away from getting hard, and as much as he loved to see her squirm, he would hate to have to bring out ice to calm her down.
Reaching aside, he picks up the clean pieces of metal laid out on the side table. Phil’s eyes widen when he sees the cage, observing the contraption he was about to know very well.
“Still good?”, Techno checks in, humming when Phil quickly nods. “Let me know if anything feels off. Can always make adjustments.”
“With the way you were meticulously working on this thing, I doubt anything’s off…”, Phil insists, gritting his teeth. “Now can you please get this over with before I get hard-”
“Alright, alright.”, Techno snorted, holding up the ring to the cage. Phil bites at his lips when hooved fingers stroke his balls, lifting them as the ring slides over his dick and his balls are put through, sitting snugly against his skin. Techno can’t help but tug slightly on them to test the fit, making a pretty choked gasp leave from Phil’s lips.
“Sorry, angel.”, Techno says with a grin. Phil glares half-heartedly at him, putting a hand on his shoulder, not bothering to keep his talons from threatening to rip into his white shirt and into his shoulder. Techno pays it no mind, settling in the pins before he takes the cage and slides it over the still miraculously soft member.
Phil swallows wetly, cock finally giving a twitch as Techno slides the metal in place, the small cage fitting the cock snugly over the other’s balls. He puts the lock through but doesn’t close it. He looks up at Phil, smiling at the flush on his face.
“Feel alright? Not hurtin’?”
“No.”, Phil says after a moment, licking his lips. “Just…a little heavy.”
“Kinda meant to be.”, Techno says. He made it just the right weight where the poor angel will always feel it there, but it wouldn’t do any damage. “Just let me know if it’s too much and we’ll get ya out.”
With a final click, the lock is set in place, Phil’s cock stuck in the encasement. Tefchno admires his own handiwork, grabbing the caged cock in his hand. Gods, he didn’t think it was possible for Phil to look even smaller-
“Think you can last the week?”, He thumbs at the tip intentionally, the small opening there the only pleasure Phil would be able to feel from his cock. Phil squirms, groaning as he barely processes the question. Techno feels the light pinch of talons making divots in his shirt where the pretty thing was still hanging on. Ok maybe he deserved that.
“Yeah. A week is nothing.”, Phil says, despite the way his hips thrust into the miniscule touch. Blue eyes look down and take in the sight of Techno palming her cock and she twitches in her cage, unable to get fully hard.
Techno grins to himself. Oh this was gonna be fun. He had always spoiled his little angel. How could he not when she looked as gorgeous as she did and always asked for more in that pretty voice of his. Things wouldn’t go that way this time, no matter how much Phil begged.
He takes his hand away from the cage, standing from the floor and to his full height. He grabs at his belt attempting to adjust himself to no avail. Phil’s crow-like eyes zoom in on the obvious hard-on through the Piglin’s pants.
“Think ya’ can help me out?”, Techno says, biting his cheek to stop himself from laughing at how eagerly she nods. “C’mere.”
Phil takes to the command quickly, getting off the bed with slightly shaky legs and kneeling on the carpeted ground in front of the Piglin. Techno takes in the sight of his beautiful angel, the cheeky thing sliding his robes down his shoulders so his tits are on display. Phil didn’t bother putting on a shirt that morning, saying he was just going to take care of things inside the cabins anyways. Blinking up at him, his thighs spread, displaying his caged cock. The voices nearly scream at him to take the gorgeous thing.
“So pretty.”, Techno says, the metal of his belt unbuckling making Phil’s feathers twitch in interest. He pulls his zipper down, adjusting himself so he can pull himself out without taking off his pants. Phil pouts, seeming to open his mouth to protest, but before he can, Techno's low voice interrupts. “Open.”
Obediently, Phil opens his mouth, putting his sharp teeth behind his lips as he carefully takes the length into his hot mouth. Techno hisses at the feeling, hand reaching out and grabbing onto Phil’s golden locks, resisting the urge to fuck into the mouth as the bird takes his time getting him all down. His long length twitches in Phil’s mouth, the man groaning around the length and eyes watering slightly at the way the cock hits the back of his throat.
“Doin’ so good for me. Gonna let me fuck your pretty mouth?” Phil nods around the cock and that was all Techno needed to snap his hips, thrusting in and out of the warmth of the mouth, enjoying the way his cock disappeared into bitten red lips.
Whimpering, Phil lets his mouth be used, sucking on the fast moving cock the best he can. Techno catches the way his sneaky hand moves downwards to touch himself but is stopped by the metal, the man whining around his cock in frustration at the realization.
“Fuck.”, Techno curses. He usually foregone cursing too much, but he couldn’t help it with the sinuous picture in front of him. The pleasure is building, growing molten hot in his belly and making his knot grow. “Trying to touch your little clit?”
Phil moans loudly at the words, some tears slipping from her blonde lashes as she swallows around the cock in her mouth. Techno’s hips move more erratically at the vibrations. Phil’s throat was definitely going to bruise after this.
“Not gonna let you do that, angel. Why don’t you touch our pretty tits instead? Maybe you can come from those.”, Techno says, almost mockingly as he strokes the side of Phil’s face with his free hand.
Lost in his desire, Phil brings his hands up, hands cupping his large breasts into his hands before he pinches at his hardened nipples, moaning as he pushes his chest forwards into his own hands and his cock twitches helplessly in its cage.
“There you go…almost done. You’re doing so good.”, Techno pants, growling lowly at the pleasure. The voices clamored at him to cum into the angel’s mouth, to knot him in place so those pretty lips would stay locked around him. He watches Phil desperately chasing the pleasure from fondling his tits, his mouth full of his cock and his control loosens as he finally moans, his hips rutting against Phil’s mouth as his knot expands.
Phil whines, mouth opening impossibly wide as the knot pops, Techno’s cock twitching as it unloaded his seed into the open hole. Phil sat there shakily, trying to control her breathing as she could do nothing but drink down the come. Panting, Techno releases his hold on Phil’s hair, smoothing the locks gently.
“Good girl. You’re doing so good for me, angel. Just like that, almost done.”, He praises. He reaches down, taking Phil’s shaky hands away from his chest and holding them in his own, making the angel whimper at the loss of the pleasure. “I know, I know-”
When his knot finally deflates, he pulls himself out of that lovely mouth, a pool of come and spit pooling down Phil’s chin and down his neck, some dripping down to his tits. His teary eyes look up at Techno desperately, chirping his need so prettily. A part of Techno almost gave in and pulled the key out of his pocket then and there.
But where would the fun in that be?
“Thank you Phil. Did so good. Let’s get you cleaned up.”, He says, helping to pull Phil off from the floor. Phil blinks, eyes regaining clarity as he shrugs his robe off and it pools to the floor.
“You’re an ass.”, Phil sniffles, wiping at his eyes before he stretches his arms out. “Carry me?”
“Oh come on, I know those legs still work, old man.”, Techno pretends to complain before he dutifully scoops his little angel up, Phil burrowing his face into the line of Techno’s neck and nipping at the skin there. Techno presses a kiss on the top of his head, kicking the door to the bathroom open and setting Phil down onto the sink so he can start the bath.
With the help of the warm water and soap, Phil somehow manages to soften in his cage, drying off and pulling his favorite shirt with a cut out that displayed his breasts perfectly before tying his green robe loosely over it. Techno watched him adoringly as Avian braided his blonde hair together, tossing the beautiful hair behind him before placing his floppy striped hat over his head.
She looked just as she usually did, but the knowledge of what was hiding underneath his robes made Techno want to take his lover into bed and hear his desperate moans again. Shaking his head, he goes over and leans down, pressing a loving kiss atop Phil’s lips.
“Yeah yeah, you’re welcome.”, Phil mumbles against the kiss, smiling.
“What would I do without you-”
“Probably get more work done.”, Phil teases back, laughing as Techno huffs and leans a little of his weight against him, putting an arm around Phil’s waist.
Somehow the two of them manage to knock through their needed chores that day, Phil’s voice still a little scratchy from the morning’s activities but is fixed quickly by the amount hot chocolate Techno makes him as an apology.
“Can’t you just fuck my ass or something?”, Phil complains as the two lay in bed together, Techno with his reading glasses on as he reads a book in his lamp under the lamp’s light. He snorts at the suggestion.
“That desperate already?”, He says, putting his book to the side before he turns over, leaning over Phil suddenly. Phil’s eyes widen before she blinks her lashes prettily, tilting her head so the line of her neck shows.
“Please?”, He asks so sweetly.
Techno responds in kind, leaning down and kissing over Phil’s lips before he dips his lips down to kiss over a bearded chin. Phil lets out a small chirp when Techno laves his tongue and teeth over his neck, the skin there so sensitive.
“Tech-”, Phil breathes out as Techno worries over a particularly sensitive spot with his teeth until it’s sure to bruise. He hears the quickening of his lover’s breath, looking down and seeing the way his breasts strained. He feels taloned hands scratch into his fur, pulling him closer. Oh he really worked him up didn’t he? It would be so easy to go over to him and take what he wanted, leave the angel panting and writhing on his cock until he came from just his ass alone.
But that would be just what Phil wanted.
With one last kiss on his cheek, Techno rolls back over to his side of the bed, biting back a laugh at the confused look on Phil’s face as he reaches over and clicks the lamp off.
“Night, angel.”, Techno says, settling down in the mess of covers and pillows, putting an arm over Phil.
“Are you fucking kidding me-”, Phil says before they huff, scooting closer to Techno and curling up against him, head laying over his bare chest and hand tracing over his chest scars in the dark. “Whatever, I’ll get you back for this.”
“I’m sure you will.”, Techno yawns, burying his snout in Phil’s hair, already half asleep.
“I’m serious-”
“That’s nice.” He laughs sleepily at the feeling of teeth biting his shoulder in retaliation.
When he’s sure Phil has no other grumbles to add on he lets himself fall asleep.
Sniffing, his snout catches the aroma of salt and oil in the air, successfully rousing him from his sleep. He blinks at the empty spot next to him, stretching before he gets up, scratching his stomach as he goes downstairs to the kitchen. It wasn’t unusual for Phil to wake before him, but he was pretty sure it was his turn to make breakfast.
Phil must hear his footsteps before he even goes through the door because he chirps out a “Morning mate!” that sounds suspiciously too chipper for someone making hash browns. He ducks beneath the doorframe, walking in and pausing at the sight before him.
When Phil said she would have her revenge, Techno didn’t think it’d be this early.
“Ok. This just isn’t fair.”
Standing there with a spatula in his hand, Phil looked over the stove, ignoring Techno pointedly as he stuck his bare ass out, only his usual pink apron tied snug on the front of his body, barely covering his tits and full stomach. Techno’s eyes draw to her cage straining against the fabric.
“Yeah, I know it was your turn for breakfast, but I was up anyways.”, Phil says, finally looking over at Techno with a cheeky smile. Arousal shoots down to the Piglin’s cock, falling right into the trap his pretty angel laid out.
“Somethin’ tells me you didn’t do this out of the kindness of your heart.”, He says dryly, closing the space between them to press his front to the man’s back, looping his arms easily around his waist. His eyes don’t miss the way Phil turns off the stove, the sizzling of the potatoes fizzling.
“Why would you say that? I just wanted to take care of my husband.”, Phil says as he not so innocently grinds his ass against Techno’s crotch. Growling, Techno grabs at his lovehandles, stilling his hips with a hold that could bruise. Phil looks up over his shoulder, eyes gleaming as if he’s won a prize.
“In what way, I wonder.”, Techno drawls as he lets his hands wander, fingers pinching the fat of Phil’s ass.
“Did you have something in mind?”, Phil asks with a blink of her eyes, as if she didn’t orchestrate this. A wet gasp is pulled out of her as Techno reaches between his legs and grab onto the cage, stroking over the metal before groping the tight balls. Whimpering, Phil bucks into the touch, chasing after pleasure she couldn’t get.
“A couple of things.”, Techno says, moving Phil’s untied hair away as he can kiss at the back of his neck. He takes his hand away, putting his hands on his lover’s hips again and maneuvering her so she is bent over the counter. Her hands instantly grab at the edge, long nails threatening to add scratches onto the linoleum surface.
“There’s lube in my pocket.”, Phil says, ass swaying in anticipation. Techno slaps it once for good measure to watch the fat skin ripple beautifully, a groan pulled from Phil.
“Naughty. You planned this all out.”, Techno says as he dips his hand into the apron pocket, pulling out the small bottle of lube there. Phil gasps at the accusation.
“Me? I was just cooking-”
“Yeah, yeah. Then I guess you don’t wanna do this-”
“No!”, Phil backtracks quickly, his wings fluttering before he peers up at Techno over his shoulder. “Please?”
“Hm. You did ask so pretty. I dunno though…”, Techno says as he clicks the bottle of lube open, a shiver running down the bird’s spine at the noise. He pulls his sleep pants and boxers down enough to pull out his cock, bringing himself to full hardness in his hand before he takes the lube and wets it. Phil whines at the sight, hips swaying.
“Techno-”
“You were pretty bad, settin’ this all up.”, Techno hums. He grabs at Phil’s thigh, wiping the leftover lube on his hand in the inside, making Phil shiver and chirp in confusion. He maneuvers his lubed cock between the space of those plush thighs, Phil moaning at the warmth.
“There you go. Just stay like that and I’ll come in your needy hole afterwards. Ok?”, Techno says, Phil nodding quickly and scrabbling for purchase on the counter as Techno thrusts between his thighs, the head of his massive cock bumping against his caged one and making the lock on the cage click against the metal.
Phil’s face burns as Techno moves, the slick slide making wet noises in the air as the Piglin uses his thighs for his own pleasure, completely ignoring his hole. His thighs grow slicker from the mess of pre that drips from Techno, the Piglin huffing noises as his hips snap, hands moving to grab at the pudge of Phil’s stomach before settling on his hips.
“Taking me so good. You’re actin’ pretty obedient like this. Maybe I should have caged your cock sooner.” Techno growls, his hips and thighs hitting Phil’s ass with each thrust. Phil whines, panting with need as he grips the counter, thighs trembling as he resists the urge to spread them. “Should just keep your clit like this longer for a week. What do ya’ think?”
“Techno.”, Phil moans, hair sticking to his face from sweat. “Please just fuck my ass already.”
“Just keep your thighs tight.”, Techno says, hand reaching around to grasp at the cage, thumb stroking over the tip which makes Phil cry out, practically sobbing as his hips buck into the hand to no avail. Techno feels the way the poor cock twitches in the cage and thrusts harder into the thighs, breaths growing quicker. Leaning down, he bites into the back of Phil’s neck, feeling vibrations of the wail Phil lets out against his teeth.
“Feel so good. Just bendin’ over and letting me use you. You really are a slut, huh?”, He says against his neck, kissing over the bruise already forming there. Phil moans at the words, Techno knowing it hit his buttons. He lets go of the small cock, reaching up to grope at one of his breasts from underneath the cute apron, feeling over one of the nipples hardened from chafing against the fabric with each thrust of Techno’s hips.
“Almost done. Doin’ so good.”, Techno says as he squeezes the fat tit, pinching and rolling the nipple as his cock twitches between those lovely thighs. Phil whimpers, ass thrusting back into nothing. He reluctantly takes his hand away from Phil’s chest, grabbing one of his ass cheeks and thumbing over his hole, testing the give of the rim before he pushes his finger in causing Phil’s back to arch beautifully.
“Needy.”, Techno amuses as he feels the rim tighten and pulse around just his one finger, the poor bird desperately trying to thrust back into the intrusion. Techno puts another finger in, careful to avoid that magic spot in his lover as he stretches his hole, his knot starting to grow as he reaches close.
“Techno, please.”, Phil’s watery voice begs.
“I know. Gonna give you what you need, angel.”, Techno promises. With a hiss, he pulls himself out of the space between the wet thighs, positioning his cock between Phil’s ass, the head teasing at the rim.
“Oh gods!”, Phil groans, panting as he desperately tries to push back onto the cock. He whimpers when Techno’s other hand holds his hips still. “Techno-”
Cursing, Techno strokes himself, taking in the sight of Phil’s flushed back before he slams into the hole, forcing his knot in right before it pops inside, his cock twitching as his seed spills deep inside Phil’s ass, the tightness making Techno groan loudly. Feeling the warmth, Phil’s shoulders shake from need as she tries desperately to fuck herself on the cock, but the knot keeps her helplessly in place.
“You- You said-”
“I said I’d come inside you.”, Techno says as he focuses on the pleasure of his cock plugging up his poor husband. “Never said I’d fuck you.”
“You-”, Phil starts but moans when a thick spurt of come presses just right.
“I know.”, Techno says, petting the space between her wings, watching the way the gorgeous feathered appendages flutter slightly at the gentle touch. “Maybe if you beg more next time I’ll do it.”
“Fuck you.”, Phil says, but it loses any effect with the way his voice wobbles and Techno’s cock still stretches his ass. Techno laughs a bit in response, smiling as he rubs his hands over Phil’s ass, waiting for his knot to die down before he pulls out.
Come dribbles down Phil’s thigh, adding to the mess already between his legs. Phil shakily turns and Techo wraps his arms around him, an indignant squawk leaving Phil when Techno grabs at the end of the drawstring to the apron and pulls the now loose fabric up. A little dribble of pre clings to Phil’s poor cock, the needy thing giving a light twitch under Techno’s gaze.
“Cute.”, Techno says, causing Phil to bite into his arm, face aflame.
“Shut.”, Phil says, pushing Techno away but Techno grabs him successfully in his arms again.
“Oh come on Phil, I know you enjoyed it.”, He says, laughing at the way Phil shakes his head.
“This is just for you, you ass.”, Phil says, turning his head when Techno tries to go for a kiss. “When the week’s over, we’re not getting out of bed for at least a day, you hear me?”
“That doesn’t really sound like a punishment at all.”, Techno muses, finally kissing Phil’s cheek when the bird stops struggling. “Come on, let’s get ya’ cleaned up.”
“I don’t need your help-”, Phil says, still pouting.
“I’ll eat you out.” His wings perk up at the suggestion, eyes narrowing up at Techno as if to catch any lies in his offer before he nods.
“Fine.”, He concedes, laughing when Techno scoops him up into his arms and bounds for the stairs.