darling, open your eyes

It was no secret that Beckett loved cock. He especially loved Damien’s and was happy to let his husband use him however he wanted. His mouth was often full with it, at home or in public or anywhere else either of them got the urge. This night wasn’t any different. They had started out watching TV, but eventually Beckett had ended up with his head in Damien’s lap asking, for his husband’s cock. Beckett felt lucky to have a partner that was always willing to comply, eagerly taking Damien’s cock into his mouth as soon as he gives him permission. Humming around other man’s length at the question, Beckett pulls himself off of Damien’s cock, giving him a satisfied smile. “Mm, I’m good. I’m always good when I have your cock in my mouth.”

Damien loves how much his husband loves his cock. The man is truly insatiable, always begging to have his mouth filled up. Whether they are watching tv, eating at a restaurant, or at the movies, he let Beckett wrap those amazing lips around his thick cock for as long as he wanted. Tonight is no different. They are lounging on the couch with his husband’s head on his lap, before he’s asking sir to keep his cock warm, so Damien allows him to. It had been half-an-hour, Damien raking his hands through the other’s hair. “How’re you doing, my love?” he asks, grinning down at him. 

Beckett can’t keep from whimpering and moaning the more he rides Damien’s cock, crying out his husband’s name when he starts to stroke him. “Oh thank you sir. I wanna cum so bad, fuuuck. Your cock feels so good, fills me up so perfect.” Beckett half moans, half whines, starting to move his hips faster, desperate to cum. It didn’t matter how many other men fucked him, Damien’s cock always fucked him and filled him up the best. He couldn’t get enough of his husband’s cock. “I-oh god, I’m cumming, I’m-oooooh fuuuuuck!” Cumming hard, Beckett curses loudly, throwing his head back in ecstasy at the relief.

Beckett nearly melts at the way Damien commands him not to cum, a loud moan falling from his lips as soon as his husband starts to touch his cock. “I-I won’t cum until you say I can - oooh god sir, fuck me.” He pants, quickly losing his train of thought when Damien starts to fuck him harder, a stream of whimpers and moans escaping him. Their car is definitely shaking now, the windows fogged, but Beckett doesn’t care. The only thing he cares about is having Damien fill him with his cum, continuing to ride his husband’s cock almost desperately. “Uh huh…I love riding your cock, sir. I’m such a slut for your cum…oh fuck, yes, yes!” Beckett cries out, feeling Damien’s load start to fill him, though he doesn’t stop riding his cock, whimpering into the kiss. His own cock throbs in his husband’s hand, desperate for release, but he doesn’t dare cum without permission, rocking his hips forward slightly instead to try to get even the tiniest bit of relief. 

“Fuuuuck.” Beckett exhales, moaning loudly as Damien’s cock slides deeper into him as his husband pulls him closer. “Oh god, oh! I love your cock, love it so much. I need it in me and filling my needy little asshole all the time, you fill me so good.” The brunette pants, letting out a high pitched whine as the other man’s mouth moves to his nipples. Damien always knew just what to do to drive him crazy, and Becket absolutely loved it. He’s sure if anyone else walks by their car now they’d absolutely hear them, but Beckett doesn’t care, rolling their hips get his husband’s cock at a deeper angle, a shudder down down his spine when he feels it hit that perfect spot. “P-please sir, cum in me, I want you to make a mess of me, I need your cum dripping out of my ass the whole way home. Please, please! I’ll be a good boy and I won’t cum until you say so, but I need your cum, fuuuuck!”

“Ooh, yes.” Beckett moans, licking his lips at the sight of Damien’s cock springing free from his pants. It was no secret how much he loved cock, but he especially loved his husband’s. Damien always knew just how to fuck him and make him feel so, so good. “Uh huh. I want your cock, sir. I want your cock in my holes all of the time.” Beckett whines, moving his hips to try to get more of the other man’s length in him, desperate as always for his husband. He can only moan in response as Damien starts to fuck him, savoring the way his cock feels. “God, I love having your cock stretch my tight little ass. I love your big cock, sir, ooh…” Moaning louder, Beckett starts to rock his hips, panting as he gazes back down at Damien, his eyes shining. “Harder, harder. I need more.” 

“ Ooh…” Beckett can’t help but whine as soon as Damien starts to play with his nipples, a pleasant shiver going down his spine. His whine quickly turns into a whimper when his husband’s mouth is on him, starting to grind his hips against Damien’s slowly, his cock starting to twitch in his briefs. “I-I’m always desperate and needy for you, sir. I always want you and your cock.” Beckett breathes as he runs his fingers through Damien’s hair, tugging on his locks lightly. “Please sir, let me ride your cock. I’ll do whatever you ask.”

“Uh huh. I love it, sir.” Beckett moans, a shiver going down his spine at the feeling of Damien’s teeth on his skin. Not bothering to answer the question, he kisses his husband back happily, a slight pout forming on his lips when Damien pulls away. Climbing into the car, Beckett pulls the door closed behind him, moving to straddle Damien’s waist carefully. “Is this better, sir?” He asks innocently, biting his lower lip for a moment. “Because I don’t know about you, but I quite like this view…” 

“Mm nope.” Beckett replies with a cheeky grin, leaning over to kiss Damien’s neck as they head out to their car, sucking lightly on his skin. Blushing slightly at the compliment, he nips at his husband’s neck, moaning into Damien’s ear as he continues to squeeze his ass. Beckett loves the attention, gasping quietly when he gets pinned back against their car. “Oh thank you, sir.” The brunette whimpers, slipping a hand between them to palm his husband’s cock, teasing him a bit. “Mm…I love sir’s big cock so much. Feels so good stretching out my tight little ass. Can we get in the car now, please? I want your cock so bad.” 

Giggling happily as he walks out of the doctor’s office with Damien, Beckett grins, relieved at the news. “Oh, I can guess. Lemme just text my family and tell them the good news first and then I’m all yours…” He says, typing out a quick ALL CLEAR!!! text into his family’s group chat before he pockets his phone, looking back at his husband adoringly. “You’re insatiable. Not that I’m complaining.” Beckett murmurs, shivering at the kisses to his neck, a low hum leaving his lips. “The car isn’t too far…we could definitely fool around in the back seat before we head home…”

Shuddering, Beckett can only moan in response to his husband’s words, lost in the intensity of his orgasm. His moans turn into quiet whimpers as Damien continues to stroke him, his cock twitching in his husband’s hand. When he feels the other man start to cum, Beckett cries out, moaning Damien’s name loudly. “Fuck, sir. I love it when you cum in me and fill me up - ooh!” Gasping at the feeling of Damien’s tongue at his hole, the bartender whines, squirming a bit, though he still keeps his hands behind his back as ordered, biting down onto his lower lip for a moment. “Oh, your tongue feels so good. You’re so good to me, sir.”

It’s getting harder and harder for Beckett to focus the more. lost in the pleasure washing over him. Each spank to his ass only makes him whine more, moaning loudly when Damien’s fingers wrap around his cock. He’s right on the very edge, desperate to cum but wanting to be good, panting heavily with each stroke to his leaking cock. “Oh thank you, sir.” Beckett barely has time to utter the words before he cums hard, crying out and moaning his husband’s name. 

“Ooh, sir. I’m good, I’m so good, I’m-fuck!” Beckett moans, letting out a surprised yelp when Damien’s hand comes down onto his ass, the sensation only making him squirm more. He loves the way Damien uses him, moaning loudly at each spank. “Please let me cum, sir. I’ve been such a good boy, fuck me and fill me up with your cum, I promise I won’t cum until you say I can.” Beckett begs, panting softly as his husband continues to fuck him, the feeling of his cock filling him with each thrust only making him feel even more desperate to cum. “Yes, yes! I love it, I love it so much. Feels so fucking good, fuck. I love being on my knees for you, sir. My ass belongs to you and is yours to do whatever you want with.” 

“Uh huh. I’m a naughty, desperate, cock loving slut.” Beckett whines, moaning loudly as Damien thrusts into him, desperate for more. It’s no secret how much he loves being filled with cock, but Damien’s has always been his favorite. Beckett would happily be fucked by his husband day and night if it were possible. “I love being good for you, sir - fuck.” His cock twitches as Damien continues to pound into him,  letting himself get lost in the pleasure. “Oh fuck, sir….right there, oh!” Beckett cries, another loud moan falling from his lips. “Don’t stop, don’t stop.” 

“Yes, sir.” Getting onto his knees as ordered, Beckett moves his hands behind his back, his back arching in anticipation. “Please, please fuck me. I love your cock so much.” He whines, turning to look into Damien’s camera, gazing into the lens as he snaps a few more photos. The fact that his husband was taking pictures of him only turns Beckett on more, always willing and happy to show off for him. “Mm…it’s all for you, sir. I’m all yours to use however and whenever you want.” Beckett replies, moaning when Damien starts to enter him even though it’s short lived. “Siiir, please. I need your cock so badly, please fuck me like the naughty, cock loving slut that I am.”