Page 193 of Pistols and Plush Toys

He was nervous, Elliot realized suddenly. This man who’d faced down enemies with guns, who did all sorts of business for his father, was nervous about how Elliot would take a gift.

Such asweetman, was Elliot’s Nikolai.

The gift ribbon was decadently soft under Elliot’s fingers, and the knot came apart easily when he pulled. Nikolai pressed close to watch over his shoulder as Elliot peeled away the paper.

The box underneath was a simple white one with a name branded in gold cursive in the center. Elliot didn’t recognize it.

He lifted the lid.

It took him a second to put together what he was looking at. The gift was in two pieces, one all leather straps and buckles, the second a long cylinder of pale purple silicone with a flared base.

Nikolai was tense behind him as Elliot puzzled it over.

Then it hit him all at once what was in the box and Elliot flushed down to his toes. Nikolai had given him a sex toy.

It wasn’t an unwelcome gift. It was even a little… exciting, that Nikolai was thinking of new ways they might experience pleasure together. But… the silicone toy, thecock,looked like it went with the straps. Why would either of them need…?

Elliot looked up at Nikolai, who was watching him with an anxious, hopeful expression.

“It doesn’t make me uncomfortable,” Elliot jumped to assure him. “I just, um, don’t know how we’d… use it?”

Nikolai licked his lips. “Your friends, they have been helping me make you feel good,” he said, and Elliot’s breath stuttered. Was Nikolai really suggesting—? “So I’m thinking you would like something more, maybe? Fezzik is big enough.”

Elliot tried to speak, but nothing came out. His heart sped up, and his cheeks had never been hotter. “O-oh.” He looked down at the toy in the box with wide eyes.

“Is too much,” Nikolai said, reaching around him for the lid of the box. “Sorry.”

“No!” Elliot burst out, putting his hand over the box. “I—I mean, it’s not too much. It’s… I…” He swallowed. Nikolai had never made Elliot feel weird or bad that he liked being touched with his stuffed animals. Never made Elliot feel ashamed that he liked it when those touches were sexual.

And maybe… maybe it was even something that Nikolai liked too. If nothing else, Nikolai made it crystal clear how much he just wanted to make Elliot happy.

Wanted to make Elliot feel good.

“I think I’d like that,” Elliot got out, around a dry throat. He couldn’t look away from the purple toy. Couldn’t stop from imagining it inside him.

His breath came quicker. “I’d like to try,” he said in a rush. “What… what would Fezzik do?”

“You want to hear what I’m thinking?” Nikolai asked, leaning in. His voice was a rumble in Elliot’s ear.

“Y-yeah,” Elliot said, shivering. “What were you thinking about when you bought this?”

Nikolai’s hands slid to settle on Elliot’s thighs. Elliot was wearing a soft pair of sweatpants, but he could feel the heat of Nikolai through them.

“I’m thinking of Fezzik inside you, making you feel good, while I’m using my hands, my mouth,” Nikolai said, nuzzling his throat. “Kissing you. Touching you.” His hands grazed along the inner seam of Elliot’s pants. “Making you come in my mouth.”

Elliot sucked in a shaky inhale. He suddenly wanted thatdesperately.With every fiber of his being. “Okay,” he breathed. “Yes, please, yes I-I want that.”

“Anything you want, ?????,” Nikolai said, cupping his cheek and leaning in for a kiss.

They lost themselves to kissing for a long while. When they finally pulled apart, Elliot was panting and Nikolai was also breathing harder.

”Can we… now?” Elliot asked, eyes going back down to the toy in the box.

Nikolai smiled, thumb caressing his cheek. “Now is good. You go get ready. I will get Fezzik.”

Fezzik was so big that he still mostly lived in Elliot’s bedroom, where Elliot used him for afternoon cuddling. “Okay,” Elliot said, standing up from the bed. He stumbled a little in his eagerness, and when he looked back at Nikolai, his expression was smoldering.

Elliot turned and marched himself to the bathroom, stomach full of butterflies, and took a quick but thorough shower. Every movement made him jumpy with anticipation, knowing what waited for him when he was done.

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