治療歴 ;

This was absolutely perfect. Well, beyond that, but there really wasn’t any other way to put it. Malachi’s just watching every one of Jake’s movements and as he becomes more and more exposed, a thought grows into his mind. And, soon enough, he’s got himself down on his knees (seeing as how Jake was much shorter than Malachi) and he’s resting a hand on each one of Jake’s cheeks, spreading him apart and running his tongue around the rim of his muscle, leaving no inch untouched, occasionally bringing his hand down against his ass a few times, only to flatten his tongue on the muscle.

Oh, well that was new.. Jake couldn't help but smile at the contact, pearly whites pressing down onto his pierced lip as he craned his neck  slightly, simply so he could watch every single one of the lad's actions. He made a mental note that he should wear this outfit more often, seeing the perks it brings him. Though, he assumed that in any skirt or dress of his, Malachi would still be down for any activity. A small purr now rolled off of his tongue, along with a "please, daddy," plus many other words to signify that he craves for more contact between them. 

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This is exactly what he wanted. He wanted control, wanted to always let Jake know who could arouse him like this. And as his hand comes back down against the soft flesh, he can’t help but let his sly smile show and his eyes glaze over, turning them an even darker blue than they already were. As his hand comes down a few more times, he latches his lips onto the boys neck, biting down to create multiple different colored bruises against his brothers neck. He just couldn’t help it; he loved when Jake had love bites on his neck because Malachi knew that he had properly marked what was his.

He could literally feel the heat radiating off of his flushed flesh. Though, the stinging sensation that surged throughout him only spurred Jake to beg for Malachi to do anything he saw fit. All the blond ever wants to do is make his brother feel as good as possible; even make him his little play toy every once in a while. Jake soon shivered at the contact, a moan slipping from cherry-flavored lips. And with that, nimble digits now hooked into the lace of his panties, slipping them down to his thighs and bending forward, cheek pressed against the hard wood of his desk so he could be fully exposed to the lad now.

He bends over the boy, chest touching to his back as his lips press to his neck, smiling against the flesh as he flattened his hand, bringing it down hard onto Jake’s arse, a loud slapping sound echoing through the room.

A rosy hue crept upon his cheeks; one that seemed to always reside there whenever he was in Malachi's company. Though, he definitely wasn't expecting the somewhat rough blow upon his easily-marked flesh. A squeak had fallen from peach lips, balance lost within the couple seconds that Malachi's palm made contact with his backside, but he easily regained it, his hands harshly clutching the desk beneath him. It stung at first, but soon a nice, pleasurable sort of pain had risen within the lad, and he couldn't help but begin to whimper and plea for more.

             ❝I have an idea. Bend over on that desk, baby.❞

He purred at the contact, nimble fingers twisting into the soft fabric of the lad's shirt, tugging on it slightly. Though, upon hearing his request, Jake simply cocked a brow, head canting to the left before he gave the taller a quick, yet somewhat hesitant nod. He released the boy from his loose embrace, pulling the flowy garment up just slightly, the palms of his hands then resting against the cold wood of his desk, merely awaiting any further demands.

             ❝You look like a sexy school girl, babe.❞

             ❝That was the point! I'm glad you like it! It makes my butt look cute 'n stuff.❞

             ❝You look absolutely — just — wow.❞

             ❝Does.. Does that mean you like it?❞

       ❝ i’m literally like a foot taller than she is and i have bigger        boobs than she does.  i can’t even process how you could        mistake her for me. ❞

             ❝okay.. wait.. you seriously think i'd notice that? i don't                    pay attention to boobs! i just looked at her face and                    went 'yeah, that's delilah, i should go say hi.' my eyes                    don't go straight to someone's chest!❞

             ❝Yes, Jake?❞

He doesn't respond.. Well, not verbally, at least. He simply giggles at the lad, his eyes drifting down to his carefully pleated, plaid skirt that rested short and tight against his petite frame. The small upturn of glossed lips was innocent.. almost too innocent, actually -- but if the boy paid close attention, his expression would be a dead giveaway of what feature the blond wanted Malachi to take note of.

       ❝ are you seriously that dumb that you can’t tell me apart        from   my   sister?  i   know   we’re  twins  but  damn.  you        fucking made  out with her  are you honestly trying to say        that you couldn’t stop that? ❞

             ❝you even said it! you're twins! it's not like i could tell                    you two apart that easily! i... i'm sorry. i really am.                    please.. just believe me.❞