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"Tens, my darling, devotee of mine!” Michael would coo from the door outside Tenna’s. Their shared apartment complex contained two bedrooms and two bathrooms. It’s more so a luxury apartment, given how terrible Michael’s notoriety is, and how charming Tenna’s is. “You seem to be unwell again! Has the hypnosis from last night not done its job? Has the audience given any feedback?” Michael gently knocked as Tenna did not respond.
The hypnosis from afar, he’s tried, but poorly. Maybe this’ll be his chance to nosy in on Tenna. Maybe Michael will see his true thoughts.
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“Oh, Michael! Please…I’ll do anything for you….Michael….Ahh..." I cooed under my breath, feeling my fingers shlick at my cunt as I gasped from the feeling of an orgasm. I couldn’t scream, I couldn’t do anything loud. “Michael…Oh, Oh, nhhh….” I moaned into my pillow, feeling my fingers play at my clit just a little more aggressively.
“Please, I just want a family, a family blessed by you! I don’t..hah..consider myself one with the Lord…but I love you, so much!” I wanted to beg and plead for more from Michael, but I couldn’t be as loud as I said…Unless he….
I can feel his hypnosis. You nosy ghost!
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It worked. I knew that man was thinking such thoughts. Which is jarring! He truly thinks such things of me? He truly wants me in such salacious ways!?
“Tenna!” Michael banged on the door gently, but Tenna did not answer a third time. That hypnosis made Michael want to know what the hell Tenna was doing. Michael hollered as he went to his room, hearing Tenna’s muffled whimpers, “You’re at it, as I thought you were, naughty fiend.” Opening the door to Tenna under a blanket, whimpering for Michael’s name. Hearing the door open, he gasped, no, more so an orgasm, and jolted from the blanket.
“Hebrews 13:4…” Michael whispered, “I thought we had discussed these fiendish acts, my beloved. I have not betrothed you.” Michael’s singular eye became an endless spiral, startling Tenna into a state of hypnosis as Michael’s ghostly figure stood above him in a soldier-style stance. Posture perfect as he leans down to Tenna’s bed as Tenna continues to play with himself.
“Listen, my lover! These acts were to be when we wed!” Michael scolded. But Tenna’s wet cunt, his enlarged clitoris from testosterone, wet from the pleasuring Tenna has done, was too much of a distraction. He was enamored; he wanted Tenna. He looked so beautiful as a man, he discovered himself as, albeit with Michael’s frustrations at first. Tenna has been helping Michael break away from his shell of the lies of the audience he broadcast to, and the misinformation of the Lord.
Michaels’ ghostly body emanated on the other side of the bed, preparing what to preach. Before then, Tenna grabbed at his tie, choking Michael ever so slightly, and letting out a whimper.
“Got you, Mikey.” Tenna cooed, “I’ve got the preacher boy, don’t I? You’re going to be enamored by what I’ve got planned.” Michael grunted from the continuous choking of the tie being pulled by Tenna as Michael allowed himself to let go. Let go of the past. Let go of the Lord above, for Tenna. He was broken from the start, and the Lord and Tenna know that letting loose is good. But Michael did not oblige. Michael didn’t want to restrain, oh no, he allowed this subtly, grunting as Tenna pulled him closer as Tenna extended in size, to his regular size instead of the size of Michael.
“Goodness, Tenna!” Michael yanked as Tenna continued to grasp Michael’s tie as he grew, “G-Goodness…this feels…”
“Good?” Tenna cooed, “I’d be happy to give someone like you some relief, despite you being a ghost.”
“I do not need this kind of–” Tenna pulled on Michael’s tie, “Relief…this relief….” Michael felt himself hypnotized by his own thoughts. His own feelings for Tenna. Tenna, the CRT he desperately loves, yet uses for his own pleasure and for kicks, and to make him feel prioritized by love. He’s heard him pleasure himself, and now he’s at the scene of the crime.
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Before meeting Tenna…
“I…I love TV….Ah…Gods, Gods above, don’t mock me!” I cooed as I felt my body shiver from the sensation and came. I finished as Tenna ended one of his quick quizzes, and I felt faint. I never, ever thought I'd do such an act. An act of lust. An act of salacious behavior!
“I love TV…I know I do! Lord, I know I’m not salvageable, just give me some lenience with this…!”
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Michael’s self-hypnosis gave him the consciousness that he needed. He was irredeemable to the eyes of God, regardless of the redemptions he attempts, so he’ll make the best of it. With or without Tenna, he’ll do it. Maybe break him how he was broken. His ghostly body wouldn’t stop Michael from giving Tenna an even better time than he gave himself.
“You’re a sinner, I’m a sinner,” Michael said as Tenna shrank somewhat to Michael’s size, just a little bit taller, “No, no, stay your regular height. It’s beautiful seeing you for who you are, how the Lord blessed you. But I’d love to…oh, Gods.”
“Feel me? Touch me?” Tenna gasped. Michael nodded, “We’ve kissed, you’ve hypnotized me, but you and I have never had anything intimate sexually.” Michael was starstruck and aimed to kiss Tenna.
Tenna did not hesitate as he undressed Michael, “The Lord above will hear about us, but I'm sure he’s heard enough about me. Forget that, I want you and only you.” Michael said as Tenna undressed him, falling under the hypnosis Tenna had.
“Tell me, lover, what were those dreams that blocked mine from entering your very screen?” Michael cooed into Tenna’s ears as he undressed the little bits Michael had of his clothes, “Are you going to tell me?”
“I’ve yearned to feel you, touch you, feel you in me, my mind, my body, everything. I love you.” Tenna whispered back as Michael looked him in the eyes, “You can do anything to me.”
Michael ended his hypnosis momentarily to make sure this was true.
“Is this the truth without my hypnosis, Tenna?” Michael asked, “I’d rather ask before indulging in such an act that proves one's soul worthy of another.” Michael cooed as his hands entered Tenna’s insides. His wires that were supposed to be secured, but Michael’s grasp got hold of them.
“How about I kiss you a bit, yes? You’re terrible at initiating such a thing.” Tenna teased as he winced from the feeling, a good feeling he hadn’t felt in ages. Michael’s eyes fired up from the excitement. The Lord could not stop him, nor his desire for Tenna. Whether to love or break him, this moment would play over and over, like the flames engulfing his audience one by one…Only this one holds a meaning to him. The meaning of pleasure.
Michael grasped Tenna’s waist, pressing his lips to his. Tenna would quickly undress Michael’s clothes, revealing a ghostly and scarred body. The flames that enticed Michael left some pretty bad burns he doesn’t like to show, but Tenna adores them. This was the first time he’s ever seen Michael’s body fully. “I adore you, Michael…”
Michael had no other instinct but to press Tenna to the bed, grasping inside Tenna again. Tenna was giggling excitedly, and yet nervous about what pent-up desires Michael had. What was this religiously devoted man up to in the sheets? A poor virgin, who's solemnly sworn to protect his body until he finds the one?
“I see you’re eager to pull at me, go ahead, I’ll say ‘Doll’ if I decide on an end, yes?” Tenna answered, a beaming smile turned into a gasp as Michael heard the words he wanted to hear, “Ah-! You seemed eager to pull at those…keep it going and fuck with all your might.” Feeling Michael’s ghostly flesh seeping into his body, he shrieks softly, despite how turned on he was. Tenna grabbed him closer to do this.
“Should I punish you for not obeying my knocks on the door?” Michael whispered in his ear, “I’d be happy to.”
“Please…I’ll be obedient next time…Ah…” Feeling at his wires being gently played with, some connected to his clitoris, Tenna gasped from the feeling, his cunt getting wet as Michael, clueless of what to do, inserted himself inside him, “What a coy man you are, I love this about you.” Michael thrusting his dick inside of Tenna with one hand guiding the friction, the other gently teasing at Tenna’s wires, Michael was bound to ruin him.
“Give me all the noise you held from me, yes? Be a good follower.” Michael smiled, “I love TV, and surely you love me too.” Tenna whimpered, his body giving into the sensation of Michael’s hands on his wires, his dick sliding in and out of Tenna gently. The ghostly figure, feeling himself cum inside Tenna, was frightening. He thought he didn’t have that function!
“You came easily, my dear. Seems I excite you!” Tenna exasperated as he felt Michael thrusting, Tenna coming slowly as he pulled at his antennas from how overstimulated he was, “Please, oh, please, keep me weak at your knees, yes? Keep me, use me, do whatever! I love you, I love you!” Tenna whimpered loudly as he felt his body release. Michael huffed excitedly, upping the pace of his body.
“That’s what I like to hear.” Michael cooed, “It’s not like I’ve dreamt of a baby in you.” Michael taunted. Tenna gasped from the stimulation and lay his head back, grabbing a pillow to hide his excitement. Tenna was ecstatic. He was a mess. All Michael’s. All his. Nobody else's. Just Michaels for him to do anything to.
“A-Ah…ah…a baby?!” Tenna gasped as he removed the pillow, “I…I’d love that from you…” Tenna kept coming, he kept panting his name as he felt Michael thrust as much as he could. Injury or no, Michael wanted a househusband of Tenna. Not a housewife, that’s not what Tenna was, but a househusband. A beautiful husband who could turn into a child-bearer. Tenna thought that daunting, given his gender identity, but it felt…comforting with Michael involved somehow.
“I’d bless the child, bless you with the Lord's love…Say you love me. I know you desire this. I’ve hopped into your dreams.” Michael cooed as Tenna nodded.
“Use your words, fiend. I know you’re not hesitant to speak your mind.” Michael degraded.
“I..I love that, so much about you…” Tenna whined, “I love you….I’d never leave you…Hypnosis or no…we’re compatible.” Tenna sighed softly, whining the safe word as Michael looked Tenna in the eyes and slowed the pace until it felt comfortable to leave his insides.
“I know we are,” Michael said, thrusting himself into Tenna, feeling his clit twitch from the sensation, his body shivering from the feeling. The body shivering from the excitement. “You’ll be a good househusband, yes?”
“Y-Yes…Oh, yes!” Tenna gasped loudly as he thrust himself closer to Michael’s dick, feeling his body twitch at every feeling from Michael. “I’d give anything for you! I’d do anything for you!” Michael knew Tenna didn’t fully mean that in a literal sense, but in this moment, he wanted to breed Tenna into a loyal, submissive househusband.
“I’ll give you a baby, all right,” Michael whispered, pressing his hand on his bulge that appeared from inside Tenna, “Look at you, so helpless at my gaze upon you…” Cooing at Tenna, Michael pressed himself more ferociously against Tenna’s body, enough to make him weak enough for a show delay.
“Ngh…the…the show…doll…” Tenna gasped, coming continuously at the feeling of him, climaxing as soon as he said the safe word, “Ah…”
Michael listened, gently without words, kissed Tenna’s stomach where the bulge was, and carefully removed himself from inside Tenna. “Good boy, Tenna. I knew you’d speak your words, per usual.” Tenna was a mess, physically and emotionally as Michael's cock twitched in front of Tenna. Tenna was more turned on than before, seeing a ghost's hard cock, cum seeping from it and Tenna's hole.
“I…I could…go another round after our … hah…show…” Tenna gasped, feeling cum seeping from his cunt as he picked himself up, just barely able to. “I’ll have to call my guys to delay the live performance…air an old episode…”
“I’ll take charge tonight, yes?” Michael smiled, “Besides, the audience loves it when I replay them. The hypnosis coded inside does the trick. Shall I get you something?”
“Tea and a bath prepared, please…” Tenna, weak at the knees, short gasps from the overstimulation continued, even after the moment had ended, “Actually…Screw the bath, I’d like a recharge and then feel your desires a little in-depth.”
Michaels’ mind blanked out. He couldn’t think of anything. Truly, he wanted to see Tenna in a more submissive position. A thing he could consider his own, to play with, to fuck with (literally and figuratively), and make sure Tenna knew his place.
“How about….” Tenna said, “Listen, you’ll deem me a nut, but I have a collar, leash, anything that’d get your mind racing.”
Michael saw a leash, collar, muzzle (Gods, he’s a freak, a degenerate, but my love for him, my true and yet binding love, will shape him into a good househusband. This’ll prove his obedience for sure.), and only focused on those, “I’ll put these on you, puppy. You’ve been good, but it’s time I train you into a real househusband.”
“Please, master…I’m filled, but not enough….” Tenna whined. He could go on long; his body just needed to recharge. “Put me in those things and give me a good time, yes?”
“Of course, puppy, of course.” Michael cooed as he wrapped the collar around Tenna, a little tightly, but not to choke him, and the leash was tight too. He wanted Tenna to playfully suffer, but with Michael’s intentions with love, they’re never malicious. It’s all he knew.
“Lie down, my puppy, be a good boy. Good puppies deserve good breeding and healthy, happy children in the long run.” Tenna lay down on the cosy pillows, drool-stained from the pleasure as he lay facing Michael once again. Michael pulled on the leash.
“Why don’t you give me a good time, yes?”
“Of course…you deserve it, master.” Tenna whimpered, weakly getting on top of Michael, inserting his clit onto Michael’s dick, riding his cock gently as Michael grabbed his ass to perpetuate the friction. “Does this feel good…”
“It does, how about I see you bounce, pounding me till I’m as weak as you.” Michael whispered as he pulled the leash closer, kissing Tenna, “C’mon, puppy. Be a good boy.” Tenna sat himself, pressing his cunt onto Michael’s dick. The sensitivity of his clit from the testosterone made this feeling even more exciting for Tenna as he thrust himself up and down on Michael’s dick. Hearing Michael pant Tenna’s name made Tenna whine for him.
“Oh, master, I’m doing well, right?” Tenna moaned, feeling an orgasm arise, coming on Michae’s dick inside him. Michael grabbed his ass deeper inside him, “Nhh…hh…….please….give me everything you’ve got…”
“Of course, I adore your worship for me,” Michael cooed, coming inside, a quiet orgasm, “Ah…I love you, your body, your everything, Anthony…”
His real name. Anthony. It was a blessing to hear that name from Michael, that Tenna came just from the tone of Michael saying his name. “M-Michael…This is so nice…” Tenna gasped, breath heavy as he continued to bounce up and down on Michael’s cock.
“You’re error screening a little. Would you like to stop?” Michael cooed. I’m never this gentle….this doesn’t feel like me, but in such moments like this…it’s only fair. It’s an act of giving your body to somebody you trust, somebody you want to commit your life to! And that’s…admittedly…How I feel about Tenna.
“Yes,” Tenna gasped. The two finishing inside each other as Tenna gently removed himself one last time from Michael’s cock before climbing onto him to cuddle, “You did so good, Mikey.”
“You did marvelous, Tenna.” Michael cooed, “The perfect star for my fantasies. I’ll get you tea. Anything else?”
“Just a warm bath,” Tenna smiled as he kissed Michael, “You were a beautiful sight. Don’t let your desires go unknown; they’ll come to you at random.”
“Oh, enough, I’ll get your tea and snacks right away.” Michael scoffed as he kissed him.