Ok see Now I’m thinking about. Au where og!Elias is still kicking around in the back of Jonah’s mind. Learning that he fathered a child at some point. Only catching glimpses of the boy whenever Jonah casts his Gaze to Jon. Growing attached to the awkward, anxious young man he apparently sired. Helpless to do anything at all for his son.
And then his son comes to the institute. Begins nursing Feelings for his boss. Feelings Jonah eagerly reciprocates, starting a fling with this charming young man who will make such a perfect vessel for his god. Jon wholly unaware of who he’s sleeping with. Elias horrified that he’s being made to participate. Feeling a sick, awful satisfaction that at least in some ways he’s getting to be close to his son, even if it’s all wrong, even if it’s never what he wanted.
(isn’t it?)
Jonah having the time of his life. Having Jon under him, so responsive and soft and eager to please… taking his instructions so very well….. he’s starting to see the appeal of being a father. Starting to see the appeal of being Jon’s father. And he knows how Jon feels, lonely and in desperate need of a stern, solid, loving figure. So sweet when he’s desperate enough. Jonah coaxing Jon into calling him “dad” in bed. Elias getting an awful, guilty thrill from it (Jon isn’t even really talking to him. Doesn’t even KNOW the man whose name is on the office door is long dead. But his son is staring up at his face. Is whispering “dad” like a plea as he cums. All flushed and beautiful….)
I just think it’s hot if jon is like. Very aware fucking elias is a terrible idea and extremely wrong and elias is horrible for doing it and goes I am going to do it anyway. I think he should go “Oh we really shouldn’t do this huh.” “Oh no, definitely not.” “…did you mean the thing about getting me a collar or-”
Thought too hard about elias getting jon a collar for his birthday and exploded into ten million pieces. Ough. Jon likes wearing it more than he should. Maybe he starts doing a thing of. He can’t ask for it but he Can put his collar on and it depends on whether or not he’ll pretend not to want this. Whether or not it’ll be that kind of game (and it IS another game now, even if he’s ashamed of that). Idk. I’m thinking
thinking about an AU where Elias is Jon’s father who isn’t directly responsible for raising him but who visits on occasion. The visits stop for about a year, and then Mr. Spider happens, and about a month later Elias is at their door again.
He’s slightly. Different now, and it’s strange, but Jon was never really that close to his dad before and now he’s taking a more active interest in his son’s life. Clever and charming and funny in a dry sort of way. And affectionate, when Jon’s very very lucky. He can’t raise Jon himself no matter how much he begs. Doesn’t have the time nor desire ti be a single father, but Jon is interesting, and Elias wants to keep him in his life. Guide him, maybe. He’s ripe for Beholding….
Of course Jon grows up feeling Very Normal about his father. It’s not romantic love, really (nothing ever really has been, for Jon). But it’s the closest he’s ever gotten and he wonders if it might be. It’s this quiet, aching desperation. He wants- needs his father in his life. Longs for his approval and affection. To be near him. It’s all messy and tangled and painful. When he was younger he used to imagine what it would be like to be held by Elias. To sleep in his arms. When he was older he started to imagine… other things.
The summer before he starts college he spends a few weeks with Elias down in London. It’s not the first time, he’s been allowed the occasional weekend or vacation once he was old enough. It’s always been intense. Difficult. Being so close to Elias yet feeling so far. Paralyzed by the wrongness of his feelings, the weight of them. Confusing and heavy and ill-defined. Wanting touch and affection and… and something. And perhaps one night Elias shares a bottle of wine with him. Sits ever-so-slightly too close to him on the couch. And perhaps Jon drinks a little too much, finds himself curled into Elias’ arms, warm and safe and secure. Body singing with the contact. And when Elias sways in slightly closer (maybe to kiss Jon’s forehead, maybe just from the drink (maybe something else)) it’s Jon who reaches up to cup his cheek and kiss him, awkward and sloppy and so, so hungry for everything his father can give him. He knows its wrong, knows he’ll hate himself for it in the morning. But right now Elias is kissing him back. Is going so easily when Jon tugs him down, heavy and strong and pinning Jon to the couch. It’s Jon who opens his legs, lifts his hips for his father to remove his trousers. Who shakily nods when Elias asks if he’s sure, so gentle and soft. Moaning and whimpering as Elias’ clever fingers begin to spread him open. Crying out when his father finally, finally pushes deep inside. Jon’s never had his dad so close. He feels like he’s drowning, he feels so good.
I’m. Torn. on what happens next. On the one hand, there’s an Appeal in Jon and Elias continuing their affair. Just for that week, I think. A mutual (unspoken) agreement that they’ll be leaving it behind when Jon goes off to college. Jon spending his days exploring London or spending time with his father, and his nights cumming on Elias’ cock, pressed down into the mattress or trying to ride him.
But. Perhaps it was their last night together. Perhaps in the morning Elias drove Jon to the train station, dawn just barely breaking the sky. Cupped his son’s cheek. Pulled him in for a soft, slow kiss. Then… sent him back home.
Or maybe it’s just something neither of them talk about, in the morning. Elias smoothly sliding back into the role of Jon’s father (or at least. That’s how Jon wants to think of it. That Elias wasn’t his father, wasn’t acting like his father when they had sex), Jon clumsily trying to pretend everything is normal. Something stilted and strained between them in the last few days before Jon’s sent back home……
Either way he thinks that’s the last of it. Just one night (or a few) of everything he longed for for so many years. Feeling loved and pleasured and utterly adored, and now he has to carry this secret for the rest of his life. But it’ll be alright. Who’s even in his life to tell?
He gets very sick, just a few weeks after classes start. Throwing up at all hours. A fluctuating appetite. He doesn’t think about how he isn’t on birth control, about how neither of them could pull away long enough to slip on a condom. About how he rolled his hips onto Elias’ cock, whispered “inside, dad, please-“ he isn’t. He can’t be.
But the sickness doesn’t stop. And the fatigue is so heavy, so constant. His appetite fickle and strange. He waits, still. Drags it out as long as he can even as his grades begin to slip. Finally, after almost a month, he gives in and takes the test.
Not sure how but I need more awkward Jon sleeps with Elias the night before he goes in for his job interview.
Or alternatively Jon coming to London to meet his dad, who he knows almost nothing about other than the but his grandmother told him before she died. Him having a one night stand with Elias and then realizing in the morning when he finally gets the other man’s name.
Does Elias know both times, yeah probably, but it does give him more power over Jon so~
Jon raised by Elias having zero respect for anyone’s privacy. It just doesn’t even occur to him that it’s wrong to use his abilities to know whatever he wants. Most people avoid him for that reason.
Then he meets Sasha ‘I invade everyone’s privacy for fun’ James and the two of them get along like a house on fire.
Jon sitting in Elias lap after work telling him that he’s found a new sister and she’s great and the Eye loves her and he’s gonna be keeping her.
Elias sinking deep inside the body he helped make and changing it, making Jon his all over again. Everybody already knows Jon is Elias’ child, and now they get to see him carry Elias’ child.
Of course, they’re both very careful never to do or say anything which might betray the true nature of their relationship, but there’s definitely a… a strange energy between them that others pick up on.
Jon letting his father care for him while he’s sick. Resting his head in Elias’ lap as he reads to him, one of his father’s hands resting warm and possessive on his growing stomach. Fingers running over the stretch marks over and over again, even as Elias’ warm voice soothes Jon to sleep. Elias taking food to Jon, making whatever he craves and bringing it to him. Holding Jon. Fucking him, whenever he needs it. Tenderly making love to him too.
I think the pregnancy makes Jon miserable and guilt over their relationship all over again. I think he needs more cnc scenes, needs scenes where Elias punishes him. Spanks him and calls him a slut, so eager for cock that he’ll spread his legs for his own father. That he’ll let Elias do so many things to him. Spanking Jon raw, forcing his cock inside, every harsh thrust making the bruises sing, finishing inside and then lovingly pulling Jon into his lap, where he can cry and sob his feelings out all warm and safe in his arms.
Elias bringing Jon to all his appointments, sitting with him. Someone there telling Jon how lucky he is to have such a supportive father. They’re sure Elias will be a great granddad. Jon feels such a complicated, tangled mess of emotions over that one…
And when Jon starts to lactate……. <3<3<3<3<3
Maybe the first time it happens Jon is in Elias’ office to complain about something and the pregnancy comes up. Jon annoyed at how full he feels. How sore his chest is. Elias’ eyes going wide, him backing Jon over onto the couch in his office. Pinning him down onto it, unbuttoning his shirt, staring at every inch of revealed skin with hungry, hungry eyes. His son, sore and aching and full of Elias, of course he’s hard. Of course he needs to see for himself. Pull down Jon’s bra. Cup the soft, round swell of his son’s breasts. Squeeze them, Jon moaning as a small bit of milk squirts out. Elias eagerly lapping it up before latching on and beginning to suckle at his swollen breasts. One of Elias’ hands creeping down to feel for all the places he’ll be leaving a permanent mark on Jon. Eventually coming to rest above Jon’s bladder. He continues to drink greedily, slipping a thigh between Jon’s legs so he has something to hump. Jon crying out softly, rolling his hips into the solid, steady warmth of Elias’ leg. Elias pressing on his bladder. His son writhing and gasping beneath him, “no, wait, please- I’m going to-” moaning as he can’t help himself anymore, letting out a long, thick stream of urine into his pants, Elias’ own growing damp from the contact. The humiliation, the feel of his father eagerly suckling from him, the pleasure of finally peeing like he needed to and the mortification of wetting himself makes Jon cum, shaking and crying out as he trembles beneath his father.
The only reason je’s weird ass sex life doesn’t go up in flames is because elias can read his mind btw. Jon says “I’m fine with you being rude to me.” And what he means is “can you pretend I’m just a dumb little dog but it’s okay because I was just made to make you feel good and don’t have to do anything else, because I’m so good at it and I deserve to be treated like it.”
Jon says he likes it when his partner is rude to him and what he means is he wants elias to treat him like he’s stupid and doesn’t know how to take care of himself like he’s just so helpless and dumb and god, he was so cruel to leave him unattended, poor baby, how could he have thought his greedy little thing could handle it all alone? He’s so sorry. He’ll have to break him in again. Clearly he needs someone to take care of him. Clearly he’s not ready to be a person yet.
Au Jon seeing his other self looking at him with open envy and desperation and self hatred and just like goddamn man what’d i do until he learns he was Not jonahs son biologically and he makes a comment about “probably pretty lucky for that” like he’s not obviously seething with envy like his thoughts aren’t screaming I WISH I WAS YOU so loudly it honestly hurts a little. Could he like. Tone it down a little
Au Jon peeking into his brain anf seeing what happened between him and jonah and just going WHAT. and jons like what you didn’t know he was evil?? And au jons like I’m not gonna lie man. The incest and the mind reading kind of tipped me off.
All jokes aside though can you imagine meeting a version of yourself and you have everything they hate themself for wanting. And they hate you for having it. For being happy. Because they could be that happy too if they just got worse. The sheer hatred in their eyes melting away into envy and just sadness as they fuck,, grieving the fact that he doesnt have this and maybe he’ll never get jonah back (he will) and he will never be a good enough person to stop missing him and he’s going to have to go back to pretending to be human after having this. And meanwhile au jons just like. Baffled and having a few crises. Like here’s a version of him that actually tried to be a good person and failed completely even without being related to elias. (Here’s a version of him that didn’t have elias’ love and support and crumbled without it.)
Jon becoming so beholding so fast in the au is so fun and then you think about it for five seconds and get extremely depressed. But also it’s hot. Ok
Elias sooo proud of his wonderful son <33 jon on the floor sprawled out after getting bred just right covered in eyes and flushed and panting,, can see sooo much all of elias’ intentions and thoughts about this right now and moaning and overstimulated from too much information can’t process any of it,, squirmy and cute,, elias patting his head saying aww poor thing. Let me take your mind off it and Jon nods eagerly and his heads all full because he fell into it too fast,,
I just think. Jon should realize elias can read his mind and panic over if he knows what he’s been thinking about him for years. I think he should be terrified. Rethinking every little action. He should be sick with fear and I’m not kidding. He should be terrified! His dad knows! His dad’s known for years and didn’t say anything oh god what does he think about him now??? One of the things that he asks when he compells him should be about that actually and he should be Very surprised by elias’ answer. OK.
Jon, crying in his flat: What if elias broke me down into his dumb obedient pet and spoiled me until I was completely helpless to do anything but get fucked and bred over and over again, until I was just a sweet helpless little toy and was so so perfect for him and couldn’t remember why I didn’t want this, completely broken for him , and he’d love me so much and show me off and never leave me ever-
Helen: You could just be evil with someone else. That’s an option.
Basically je incest should be constantly toeing the line where technically elias isn’t doing anything but going as close as he possibly can to doing it without actually initiating himself. Kind of hovering over that line as if he’s saying to Jon “I’m not going to make you. But if you want it, I’ll make it good for you.” It is so so dubious. Technically Jons the one initiating but Elias should be gentlyyyy prodding him closer and closer to that line and welcome him over it far too eagerly.
Je incest brainworms again. I need jon soaking wet squirming on his father’s thigh so impatient but he just can’t cum can’t get the right angle like this, when he’s just throwing himself at him and hoping it feels good enough. Elias scolding him for not taking proper care of himself, no wonder he’s been so pent up, maybe he’d feel better if he gave himself what he needed for once. Spreading him open gently on his fingers, curling in all the most sensitive places, rough but careful, finding spots he didn’t even know would feel so good, practiced motions that suddenly make him feel so small, so inexperienced, so young next to him. Jon whimpering and bucking his hips and getting held down, told to be patient, he can behave himself , can’t he? Jon whimpering and squirming and feeling so so small next to him, barely knowing what to do with the feeling that just keeps rising and rising and rising until he’s gushing all over his hand and he can’t think, because elias just keeps going, because he knows how long Jon denied himself and it’s only fair to make this good for him, even when Jon squirms and cries and trembles from overstimulation. Even when Jon says he can’t think, he feels fuzzy, dad, wait, he feels funny, somethings happening. Elias says that’s more than fine. Just let it happen. Jon limp and whimpering under his father’s loving hands…Elias explaining how to make it feel good where he’s most sensitive how to make it better but Jon can’t focus because it’s all just so good,,, hngh
Okay I can’t lie I’m tired as hell but the idea Called to me until I had pulled it put of my exhausted half-functional brain, so here it is. It’ll need major editing at some point I’m sure but currently I need makor bedtime so that editing shall not happen tonight. Anyway, short lil incest Yearning fic. Warnings for:
Elias just straight up puts out a cigarette on his son out of curiosity.
Um. The Incest Thing.
I can’t actually remember if I ever explicitly stated that Jon’s in college in this? So his age is up to interpretation. Or not idk.
I feel like there’s other things but I forogr. Idk leave me alone I’m mega tired rn I just want this posted.
Yall dont even know about the insane canon jon/au jon dynamic that solely exists in me and my friends dms and also my brain. The views beautiful over here boss. No I don’t know how to explain it to you. I just think. Horrible toxic self love is fun. I think it’s fun when another version of jon who’s become so much worse and is so much happier sees him trying to be good and being miserable for it and still resents everyone who made him that miserable goes aren’t you tired? Aren’t you tired??? I think another version of jon should make him so much worse. In my humble opinion. And there should be some fauxcest going on.
Taking this out of the tags because ur tags are so good and deserve a proper reply. I think honestly seeing how his other self was treated is kind of vindicating for au jon. Like HA. In many many ways. Elias cares even if he’s not his son, he never could’ve gotten better so he’s not a bad person for not trying, and he was RIGHT! It was just him and elias and nobody would’ve tried to understand and that’s horrible but it’s also freeing him off that responsibility because he was right. He couldn’t get better and there was no reason to. (Unreliable narrators my beloved.) I do think he like. Finds himself oddly protective of this other him because here’s a version of him that actually tried and isn’t even allowed to get anywhere. Resents these versions of people he never even met. I just think. Au jon being a terrible influence. Au jon justifying them feeding maybe. Giving him excuses. Going “Well, would you rather die?”
I just think. Au jon should make him worse. Understand him. Feel genuine sympathy for him. Give him all the comfort and love he hasn’t had in years and make him so much worse. I just think. Jon should be terrified by how happy au jon is and how easy it’d be for him to have that <3 and I think au jon should pull him closer to Jonah the whole time
Jonelias late night incest…. sleeping in the same bed every night even when Jon is much too old for it… Jon trying to crush down the urge to masturbate, sometimes. He can’t. Not in his dad’s bed, Elias sleeping soundly right next to him. But soon he starts testosterone. Can’t bring himself to leave the warm covers (not with his father so close, not with his scent lingering on the sheets, the quilt. Jon slipping a hand into his pants, just the once. Trying to muffle his soft little whines. Trying so so hard to think about anyone other than his dad.
Tells himself it’s the last time, the only time, but it happens again the next night, and the night after that, and the one after that…. it isn’t long before Jon breaks. Imagines his father waking up. Seeing what a desperate needy slut he raised. Shushing him. Stripping them both and pressing so deep inside…
And then one night perhaps Elias does wake up. Makes a soft sound of reassurance. Holds his son back to chest, so safe and warm in his arms. Begins to open Jon up slow and methodical. Slips inside. Tender and loving as he breeds his son <3
Something about Elias as Jon’s adoptive parent has been compelling me for a while now,, something about the dynamic it gives them. Complicated and messy but also very very horny OK. I think it could be so fun.
Ohh my god I love this ao much I have to put my thoughts out of the tags I’m sorry. I’m being attacked by brain worms rn. Jon who feels completely responsible for his grandma’s death, because he wandered off again and she’d been worried SICK what was he thinking and then. And then. Jon who was so angry and bitter and lonely all the time, snapping at anyone who got too close and always so so scared of everything that moves wrong, not even able to cry. Just feel this horrible horrible Thing in his chest, this hole that feels like it’ll consume him one day and he doesn’t know how to make it stop. Nobody wanted him. Nobody wanted the kid that yells and slams the doors and doesn’t like talking to anyone and hates bad textures and doesn’t like any of your food. Until for some ungodly reason, Elias tells him he’s going to be adopting him officially. And for the life of him he can’t understand why. He’s not cute or polite or appealing or anything any of the others would get adopted for and Elias just seems more than happy to sit in the same room with him and read together. Like nothings wrong with him at all.
Godddd. Jon who doesn’t know if he’s ever loved anyone or how to do it, how he’d even know if he loved someone. Feels sick with guilt when Elias starts saying “I love you” and he doesn’t know if he can say it back, even though he wanted to hear it more than anything. But he’s desperate and feels like he’s dying if Elias isn’t around and clings to him so hard he bruises so maybe that’s close enough. Elias is stern and firm but so gentle. Seemingly endlessly patient. Tucks him into bed and nothing he does ever seems to phase him, not really. Reads to him, gets him a stuffed animal even when he says he’s too old for one, he’s not a baby, and Elias just says he saw him staring at it, he’s really not subtle. Lets him sit on his lap while he reads to him and runs his fingers through his hair and he doesn’t know if he can call him dad but what else can he call it. Doesn’t know if he loves him like you should love a father or loves him in a way he’s really really not supposed to love him or if he loves him at all. Just knows there’s something awful in his chest that wants to cling onto him and never let him leave and burrow into his skin. And the older he gets the worse it gets, but Elias never seems to bat an eye.
I just think. Their first time should be so gentle and loving and possessive. Elias so gentle with him even as he cages him in his arms and tells him how proud he makes him, how brave he is coming to him, he’ll make it so good for him, he promises. I think Elias should tell him he’s safe here and Jon should burst into tears. I think Jon should cling onto him and whine so loudly for his dad, for more, deeper, closer, please, because it’s not even just about arousal it’s about needing to be so close they’re almost the same, about needing to be so beloved and coveted for Elias to open him up and see him and think he’s beautiful and worth taking care of. He’s never felt smaller or safer than when Elias was gently rubbing circles into his back as he cries, so full and so sure he can’t take anymore but needing it so bad he can barely breathe. Jon never feeling more wanted than when Elias gently guides his hands on where to touch him, where to touch himself, his hand so much bigger than his, smiling like he’s indulging himself. Looks at him so fondly he wants to cry. Just. Jon acting more like a kid during sex than he ever lets himself outside of it. Heavy age play before Jon even knows what age play is. Jon doesn’t know how to ask Elias to take care of him but he knows how to spread his legs and whine so prettily and think so loudly “I’m sorry I can’t be nice or make friends or be normal but can I make you feel good? I don’t know if I love you. But I need you. Is that enough? Please take care of me. I’ll make it good for you.” I just. Yeah. Yeah….
Someone should tell Jon he takes after his dad in regards to Elias. I think it’d do some fun things to his brain and he’d never be able to be normal about Elias teaching him anything ever again. Or elias’ remarks about their similarities. Or anyone calling them similar. He’s dead he’s gone. Sorry
Look I just think if Jon and AU Jon who is Elias’s kid meet Jon should make some comment about it being very obvious who raised him. AU Jon should be very not normal about this.
Please think about je forcemasc. For me. Please think about it being a cnc thing. If Jon can’t make himself admit it, if Jon can’t accept he’s a guy and that he wants this so so bad they can pretend for as long as he needs to. Yk??? Just. I need Elias drugging him and him struggling weakly as he’s stripped for his t gel. OK. I think it’d be fun and hot. I think Jon leaving his t suspiciously where Elias could find it when he thinks he’s faking it is fun. I think when his depression about not looking how he wants to is too bad Elias should use his weird brain powers to force how he views him onto him. I think it’d be fun.
Look I just think if Jon and AU Jon who is Elias’s kid meet Jon should make some comment about it being very obvious who raised him. AU Jon should be very not normal about this.
Canon Jon seeing a dark reflection of what he could have been had he just been less attached to his humanity, and finding both horror and envy at the thought. Saying in horrified fascination what he’s thinking while wishing there was some way he could both help his other self see the terror in his situation and have even a fraction of what he has in his certainty regarding Elias.
“You just remind me so much of him, easy enough to tell who raised you.”
Au Jon hearing he’s like his dad, the person he looks up to, the most important person to him. He doesn’t pay attention to the horror in his other self’s voice, only to the envy. He only cares that Elias left a mark on him, that he’s special, and so he takes it as a compliment, and also a bit of an admission that his other self wants something like that too. So of course he’s not thinking of how fucked up his next words are to his reflection.
“Well yes, I should hope so. Do you think your Elias left an impression on you too?
Someone should know about je fauxcest/incest whatever floats your boat so they can fuck Jon and tell him his father taught him well. Someone should tell Jon he takes after his father when he does a good job eating them out. Maybe even they get called by Elias during it and they tell him “you raised him VERY well. How’d you get him this well behaved? He seemed so disobedient before..” I just. I just think. Listen. Jon has a praise kink bigger than the moon.
Something about Peter being thought of as Jon’s deadbeat dad during season 4 is so funny to me. Elias is in prison and Jon is just like okay who is the next worst person I can assign my fauxcest kink to.
Now I am thinking about Peter having Elias call him from prison while he’s got Jon choking on his dick. He’s fine he doesn’t need to breathe. Jon struggling to get his mouth free, but Peter’s grip in his hair is too tight. Peter talking with Elias about how the Institute is doing, the budget, just the most mundane things. Then talking about his good Jon is being. How well trained he is, and how much effort Elias must have put into him.
Peter asking very dramatically if Elias would like to talk to Jon. Elias telling Jon that he’s so proud of him for being such a good boy. Peter pulling Jon off his cock only for the call to disconnect before Jon can speak. Oops guess they’ll have to do this the next time Elias is allowed to make a phone call.
Je adoption is SO fun though. Elias gladly teaching his son how to touch himself, helping him explore what he likes, so indulgent of his every whim. So fond of his boy. He has plenty of stories of things he got up to at his age, and smiles knowingly when Jon gets curious about them. Here’s more than happy to recreate them for him. Him using his own toys on him, letting him figure out which ones he likes the best,,, him teaching him what feels best on a t dick,,, him indulging his fantasies and so endeared by his sweet boy,,, idk something about the dynamic. Jon doesn’t know if he loves him but whatever he has for him burns so warmly in those moments where Elias is touching him, so careful not to cause any more pain than he wants. Maybe he loves him maybe he doesn’t but he wouldn’t trust anyone else with his body. Wouldn’t spread his legs for anyone else’s affection. Thinks about Jon unsatisfied after fucking someone else going right back to his dad, even though he feels embarrassed about it, because he takes such good care of him, because he knows exactly what he needs. Elias teaching him to give a blowjob,, so patient and steady with him, so careful,,, Jon feels more like a child when his dad’s taking such good care of him during sex than he ever did. Jon nuzzling into his neck while he pounds into him,,, if Jon ever mentions the breeding fantasy Elias is more than happy to indulge that to no end <3 what if he had a tiny piece of Elias and because of that he owns him, just as much as Elias already owns him. Elias could tell Jon he already belongs to him, sounding like he’s just stating an obvious fact. I think that could rewire his brain chemistry. I think Jon can be normal about this information. Just. Horrible toxic and far too tender incest. Thank u
Jon was desperate, and also an idiot, that was the only explanation he could come up for why he had ended up in his current position. Kneeling in front of Peter offering his mouth for just the chance to talk to Elias on the phone. In his defense he had tried everything else, short of breaking in to prison talk to his da-to Elias. So yes desperate and stupid about summed up his current state.
“Go on then, deals a deal,” Jon glared at Peter, he sounded far too amused, probably thought the whole thing was quite funny. Still he was right, so Jon swallowed his pride, ignoring the obvious joke about swallowing Peter would no doubt make, luckily unlike Elias Peter couldn’t just dip into his head. Despite Jon’s intentions it was hard not to hesitate once Peter’s dick was freed from his pants, honestly it was just excessive. Something of Jon’s thoughts must have shown on his face as Peter laughed, “What too much for you? Thought you would be used to taking whatever’s given to you.”
“What’s that-,” Jon’s indignant response, underlined with static was cut off as Peter apparently decided that he was no longer interested in being patient. Hooking one of his hands in Jon’s hair, the other gripping his jaw to guide him onto his cock. He didn’t go far, just pressing the tip against his tongue, but the stretch was already uncomfortable and Jon doubted he was going to be content with that.
“No questions, use your mouth for something useful,” Peter released his jaw, not that Jon could close it, but kept a grip on his hair, giving a slight tug and he got the hint. Bracing himself with his hands on Peter’s thighs he slowly pressed forward, it wasn’t comfortable like with El-, like normal, the stretch making his jaw cramp already. Bobbing his head slowly, he tried to take more of him, only to choke when he went any further than about a third of the way. God he probably looked a mess, drool already dripping down his chin. Pulling together a bit of composure he looked pointedly at the phone, trying to remind Peter of the deal without his voice.
“I’m sure he’ll call soon, probably already watching you,” Jon froze, realizing that yes, the constant feeling of being watched had shifted, now it was focused on him, watching him humiliate himself. The feeling made Jon shudder, his traitorous body growing wet immediately. He wanted to scream, he wasn’t here, but that didn’t seem to matter considering the wetness he could feel between his thighs as he tried to shift to a more comfortable position. Instead he moaned as his shifting gave him the barest pressure, the sound muffled by the cock in his mouth.
“That really all it takes? Just knowing he can see you like this and you’re dripping?” Jon whined, it wasn’t his fault, not that he could defend himself, Peter clearly decided that he had enough time to warm up. The grip on his hair turned harsh, yanking him forward, his cock battering the back of his throat. He was choking, and he still had more to take, and Peter seemed intent to have him take it all. Panic started to overcome his shame as he realized that he may have made a mistake.
The phone ringing cut through his panic, and Peter’s grip eased slightly, letting him pull back enough to get his mouth free. Jon tried to catch his breath coughing and spluttering, a vision of himself slipped into his head, as thought he was looking in a mirror. He looked a wreck already, covered in drool, lips swollen and red. He didn’t know if it was the eye or Elias but either way shame bubbled up inside him, to be seen like this. Pushing those thoughts away as best he could he stared at the phone, some part of him, the part that Jon loathed when he was in his right mind was screaming that his da- Elias was calling, and Peter wasn’t picking up.
“Get your mouth back where it’s supposed to be and I’ll answer, remember the deal,” Peter sounded completely unconcerned with Jon’s internal struggle, just vaguely amused. Jon unsure how much longer the phone would ring, decided not to test their agreement. This time he did his best to relax his mouth as much as he could, before wrapping his lips back around Peter, still an uncomfortable stretch. Doing his best to convey his intention to behave as he suckled at the head, Jon’s eyes flicked from Peter, to the phone, back to Peter. His thoughts repeating a litany of please, please answer, please, please, please.
“Better,” Peter picked up the phone and Jon could barely hear the robotic voice on the other end of the line, informing Peter where the call was coming from. Jon strained trying to hear as Peter greeted Elias, but it was just too quiet, and Jon wanted to wail. Instead he pressed forward, back to where Petre had held him before, if he got a little closer maybe he could hear. Peter’s voice cracked the tiniest bit as Jon swallowed around him, glancing down at him with an amused chuckle.
“Your Archivist is very eager, think you’ve been a bit soft in its training though.” Jon whined blushing furiously as Peter’s free hand gripped his hair again, despite trying to stay quiet to hear Elias. “Still it’s pretty good if you use a firm hand.”
He punctuated that statement with a slight yank, threatening to breach past his gag reflex and into Jon’s throat, before sliding back again. Using Jon like a toy, Jon tried to relax as much as he could, trying to ignore the obscene sounds, and the drool dripping onto his clothes. He wondered if Elias could hear, he could see, but was he loud enough for the phone to pick up his shameful moaning?
“Yes I’ve been making sure it eats, though it’s very picky,” Peter wasn’t even looking at Jon, keeping a steady rhythm, shallow enough for Jon to breathe, but not enough for him to get any words out. He should hate it, being used being talked about like he wasn’t there, he tried to tell himself he did. Lying to himself had always worked before.
“Don’t worry I’m not going to break it,” Peter chuckled at whatever Elias said and Jon wanted to scream. Let him talk to him, that was the deal, Jon would let Peter use him and Jon could talk to Elias. Peter looked down at him thoughtfully for a moment as though contemplating something. “It doesn’t need to breathe right?”
Jon probably should have seen what happened next coming, anything creative Peter came up with was not going to be fun for him. But he was so focused on trying to hear Elias he hadn’t braced himself. So he was not ready as he was yanked forward again, deeper than before, than he had ever managed, than he would ever want. Peter’s cock pressed past the last barrier to settle in his throat, and even Peter had to moan at that. Instinctively Jon panicked, he couldn’t breathe, and Peter’s grip was like iron holding him so his nose was pressed against the thick hair of his crotch. Thrashing did nothing, he was so much smaller than Peter. The logical part of him knew he was going to be fine, but that part wasn’t currently being heard over the part screaming he was dying.
“It didn’t like that, calm it down before it hurts itself would you?” Peter’s voice was a bit shaky, as he tried to affect his usual amused tone, clearly enjoying as Jon’s throat spasmed around him. All Jon could focus on, other than his brain telling him he was dying, was the phone, now on speaker, that Peter has set on the desk.
“Hello Jon, I see you’re being a good boy for Peter why don’t you relax?” Jon felt tears dripping down his cheeks, it had been so long since he had heard his d-Elias’s voice. It soothed something inside him, and almost on instinct he tried to do as he said, no longer thrashing about. If Elias said he’d be fine he would be, he wouldn’t hurt him, he would, he wouldn’t kill him. He felt his whole body shudder, and a blush formed on his face as he realized he had just orgasmed just from hearing Elias’s voice.
“Yes, don’t need to worry about pesky little things like breathing anymore.” Jon hummed, trying to agree, ignoring the moan it drew from Peter. He didn’t matter, he might as well not even be here to Jon, except for his cock still in his throat. The image of himself from earlier was back, he looked even more wrecked now, his eyes red from tears, and his mouth stretched obscenely around Peter. He could even see the impression of his dick in his throat, pressing it outwards. His pants were soaked, a wet spot forming on the front, an obvious tell that he was dripping wet. He shuddered both reveling and ashamed by the fact that Elias could see how much of a slut he was.
“Unfortunately I do have to be going soon, can’t be on the phone all day,” Jon tried to shake his head, but Peter now gripped his hair with both hands, immobilizing him completely. He tried to make eye contact with Peter, beg him without words, please let him talk to him, please, please.
“Make me cum, and I’ll let you talk,” Peter gave a lazy thrust, not even pulling out of his throat as Jon gagged around him. Jon whimpered, that hadn’t been the deal, but he knew Peter wasn’t going to care about that argument. Instead Jon tried, swallowing around Peter as best he could, ignoring the drool forced out as he slowly drew back, just a little bit as Peter let him, before sliding back down. The sounds were obscene, Jon wanted to die, wanted to end this, he was so close, he didn’t this, but it was the only way.
It didn’t take long, especially once Peter took control, sliding his mouth up and down his length while ignoring any damage he was doing. It was fine Jon would heal, he hummed and gagged and swallowed, anything to push Peter over the edge. The phone was silent other than breathing, but the feeling of being watched was stronger than ever, pressing down on Jon like a warm blanket, that could turn smothering at any time.
Peter was almost silent as he came, flooding Jon throat as he pulled back, sending the last few spurts onto Jon’s face. Jon tried to sallow but it was too much, as his abused throat contracted sending semen dripping out of his moth onto his already drool covered clothes. It didn’t matter, Jon gasped for air as he threw himself at the phone pulling it close, coughing trying to clear his lungs enough to speak.
“Good boy,” Elias sounded so proud and Jon preened, joy at finally, finally being able to talk to Eli-to his dad after so long, rushed through him. Only to drain away as he finally went to speak, only to be met with the dial tone as the phone disconnected. It was like someone had punched him in the stomach, as he curled up on the floor. He ignored Peter who simply tucked himself away before leaving Jon alone on the floor. Jon wailed, tears dripping down his cheeks, he was filthy covered in come and drool, his cunt still soaked from earlier. He had completely debased himself, and for what? To hear Elias on the phone for a few seconds?
Something hard and plastic poked into his back as he cried. Rolling over hr saw a tape recorder, sitting innocently, recording his shame. He pressed the button to stop the recording, before slowly pressing rewind. He just needed to hear his voice, it was all he had, curled up in the head office clutching a tape recorder Jon wept.
I have just awakened to the merits of Possessive Jon
Possessive Jon <3. Feeling irrationally jealous over his lover (Elias. Because why not? <3). Wants to make it known. Sneaks Elias’ clothes so he can wear them to work. Sees someone (probably Peter) flirting with Elias at an institute party and he KNOWS it means nothing but he doesn’t care as soon as the other guests have left (any maybe sooner) he’s dragging Elias off to a quite corner because he needs his dad inside him Now (where he belongs <3). Jon begging Elias to breed him, to tie himself to Jon permanently. He needs it, needs to carry proof that Elias is His, visible for the whole world to see. So satisfied to have a part of his father inside him at all times. Doesn’t bother hiding the pregnancy, only makes a cursory effort to keep the other father a secret (he’s still a very private person, + neither of them need HR getting in a huff about the head of the institute impregnating an employee). Jon who regularly gets off to the thought of Elias pinning him down and taking him in front of all the other employees (whether he wants it or not), claiming and breeding him utterly in front of a watching audience….
Maybe a bit of territory marking as well… just Jon fucked-out, lying boneless in a pleasured heap while Elias stands over him, aiming his spent cock as he pisses on Jon’s sweat-slick chest. Jon riding his face, letting out a stream of urine inside his mouth, all over his lips, dribbling down his throat…..
I don’t think either of them would really do that but it would be hot if they did <3
Found this while looking for a different post and. I am too tired for Thoughts but I was sooooo right. But instead of fauxcest I think it should be full-on incest actually.
there are a lot of ways you can plausibly have tim react to jonelias, from uncomfortable pity to new, exciting forms of anger, but I’ve realized that my favorite is the ever apathetic and genre-aware ‘no. just no. I refuse to let this be a plot-point in my life, jon you’re coming with me’
Actually Elias threatening to breed Jon as punishment would be sooooo tasty. Many good flavors. Maybe Elias wants to remind Jon who he belongs to, force him to walk around with Elias’ claim visible and growing in his stomach. Maybe he thinks Jon needs to learn some responsibilities. Maybe he just thinks Jon needs a physical reminder of his “lesson,” needs to remember the cost of misbehaving when he’s wracked with morning sickness, has milk leaking through his shirts, needs to slink off to the bathroom so often, whenever someone makes a comment on his obvious pregnancy…
I know that Elias cane post was meant as angst but I’m ngl my first thought was oh hot before I read the tags. I’m so sorry random op I will never talk to. I am now imagining Elias caning his son who’s whimpering so sweetly and pretending he’s not soaking his expensive floors and he moans and whines and bucks his hips,,, Elias holding him in place , stern with him because he knows that’s the only thing that’ll make him listen. Jon so sore and lost in subspace by the end of it, whining in confusion when he doesnt go to hit him again, blinking at him questioningly,,, so out of it,,,, hdnsbxjskajdbdm. Sorry.
I always find it funny when people write bdsm erotica where the dom is really aggressive and demanding and the sub is all sweet and innocent when I feel like more often than not the dynamic is a sub who asks for the most insane, out of pocket, dangerous, borderline illegal, unhinged shit and a dom who’s like “hmmm ok yeah maybe we can scale that back a bit”
Can you imagine Elias carving runes into Jon or speaking from a Leitner book? Can you imagine magic chains snapping around Jon’s neck and his body? Can you imagine Jon sitting, trapped in his chair, just like when he was captured by The Circus, watching Elias circle him with…bloodlust? Pride? Glee?
Wondering what the hell Elias is going to inflict upon him now.
Yes! Very good thoughts all of these.
Jon agreeing because he’s just so curious and he needs to know what going to happen. Only to regret it immediately, not that he wants to stop he still needs to know what will happen. Elias being very clear to get Jon’s cooperation beforehand, and reiterating he can’t go back, but Jon is just so hungry to know.
Elias finishing the last cut or word and suddenly he can’t move, he’s pinned stuck, held in place by chains that look delicate but hold him tightly. Jon struggling at first, before giving up, waiting for Elias to unchain him, because surely that’s it? Only Elias isn’t doing anything but watching him squirm, his expression impossible to read, but Jon feels like prey.
Jon so scared, his mind going to the last time he was chained. Plastic hands roaming all over him, touching and pressing and running no matter how he struggled, Isn’t this a bit better? It’s not the Stranger, it’s Elias. Elias wouldn’t kill him surely, wouldn’t take things that far. Jon not admitting the hunger to know what Elias will do growing as he trembles.
And oh the supplemental yes big scary monster Jon reduced to whimpering puppy on a leash. He doesn’t even pull against it anymore, he knows it doesn’t do any good. It shouldn’t hold him, he’s powerful, all sharp teeth and claws, but he lets himself be lead about, because isn’t it better? He doesn’t have to make decisions, all of his seems to end badly anyway. He can just exist, and go where he’s lead.
Very very good thoughts all around rotating them in my brain.
obsessed with the jonelias dynamic where Jon seeks validation from Elias CONSTANTLY. the world of academia is full of this dynamic and it has a rightful place in the ship <3
I think Jon should be Weirdly Horny about the whole brutal pipe murder thing. I think he should think about the logistics for a little too long. How much difficulty he had even *lifting* the pipe. How much strength would be required to beat a human skull in like that. And Elias has always been a prominent figure in his rape fantasies, so it’s really not at all hard to make the leap. What if Elias wanted to fuck Jon? Kept him pinned? Hurt him when he tried to fight back? Fucked him until he was sobbing? Jon so so wet as he thinks about how easily Elias could overpower him. Touching himself to the thought of his boss brutally, violently raping him, even as the thought fills him with disgust and self-loathing.
