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...Baby One More Time || Ethan and Chandler

Chandler happily swallowed everything he was offered, thrilled that he was able to please the Dominant man.  He sat back once he was finished cleaning Ethan with his mouth, looking up at the other man from under his lashes.  “Thank you, Sir.”  He leaned back in so he could put Ethan’s cock away, nuzzling his thigh and standing, wrapping his arms around the gorgeous man’s middle and burying his face in Ethan’s shoulder, breathing deep.  “Can…can we sit, please, Sir?  I want to ask you something.”

Ethan was still catching his breath as Chandler stood.  He wrapped his arms around the submissive for a moment, reveling in the closeness.  “Of course,” he said, worry crossing his features.  Chandler had no problem speaking to him about anything, but he hoped he hadn’t crossed a line, or that he was no longer happy with their arrangement.  Taking Chandler’s hand he sat, and pulled him into his lap. “What is it?”

Morning After || Holden and Tracy

Holden let out a low groan at his lover’s words.  “Anything you want, Baby,” he replied, leaning down for another kiss before rolling them over, smiling up at Tracy.  Do your worst, Gorgeous.”

Tracy grinned and moved to straddle his lover, pressing a sweet kiss to his lips before beginning to work his way down that magnificent body.  He flicked his tongue over Holden’s nipples and down further to trace his fantastic abs. 

Favors || Aidan and Kyle

Aidan easily returned Kyle’s smile, still petting his little pup.  “You’ve always made helping you well worth my time, little one.  I’m so proud of you.”  The principal started trailing kisses over his student’s neck, nipping lightly at a spot he knew was particularly sensitive.  “Now, I think I made someone a promise…something along the lines of fucking them again before dinner?  Let me see that pretty little hole of yours, baby boy.”

Kyle gasped at the nips, smirking eagerly at Aidan’s words.  He scooted away and went on all fours, displaying his ass proudly. “Like this, Sir?” he asked, managing innocence though he was anything but. He wiggled his ass, deciding that a little cheekiness never hurt. No pun intended.

Dancing || Closed

“Good answers,” he praised gruffly, continuing to drive his hips forward, seemingly without regard for her comfort or pain tolerance (though he’d never truly hurt her intentionally).  “Mine,” he growled, making sure Michele felt the word resonating through her entire being.

“Yours!” Chele cried out in response immediately, clinging to her Dom, and wanting nothing more than to be used for his pleasure. Over the years people had treated her as if she would break, assuming her small form meant weakness.  She knew B wouldn’t hurt her, but she also adored that he wouldn’t treat her like china.  

Reunion || Evie and Alys

Alys hummed, continuing her ministrations.  “Sounds like we’ve got a pretty good game plan, then,” she commented mildly, raising one hand to give the girl onstage a flirty little wave.

Evie sucked in a breath. “Indeed. But if you keep it up, darling, I’ll be finishing the game early.”  She bent her head and pressed her lips to Alys’ neck again before turning her attention to her friend, giving her seductive smile. “She’s nearly done with her performance.”

...Baby One More Time || Ethan and Chandler

The praise did, indeed, spur him on, but not nearly as much as a certain four-letter word did.  It probably didn’t mean anything to Ethan when he called him “love,” but Chandler was more than happy to let himself pretend it did, humming around the Dominant man’s throat and doing all the little things he knew Ethan liked to get him off, nearly desperate to taste his release.

Ethan was closer to the edge than he wanted Chandler to know. It was actually becoming difficult to hold back. “C’mon good boy. You can do it,” he praised.  He’d intended to sound a bit harsh, but it was hard not to say it with affection. Something he’d have to think about later.  He held out until he couldn’t any longer.  He came with a low, deep groan, filling Chandler’s throat. 

Open Starter

A whine left Jim as the kiss broke, breathing ragged as his eyelids opened again. He flicked his tongue out to wet his lips before nodding, “Yes Sir,” he moaned before turning to climb on the bed, laying on his back and spreading his legs, bringing them up to display his hole to his master.

Vaughn licked his lips at the sight of his pet obeying so well, body on display for only him.  He grabbed lube and settled between Jim’s legs, slicking his fingers before teasing at Jim’s hole, the tip of his finger teasing lightly over the rim. “Tell me what you want, pet,” he smirked, voice still ragged with need as he slipped the tip of his finger inside.

I’m Back, Bitches!

Perfect, I hate that I wasn’t there! I’m sure I’ll be charmed, if you love him, I’ll love him, if he makes you happy I’ll love him, if he crosses you, I still talk to Nicolas sometimes. No babies, good, then I vote you have two, a boy, Andrew and a girl, Andrea and I shall call them Minimes. YOU GROCERY SHOP?! You eat? But you look like a dream! Don’t worry, don’t waste your time on this wedding business, I can take care of it all. It wont be grand I don’t think…since you loved your me-less wedding, maybe we’ll do a simple ceremony?

Well, if it makes you feel better, and I’m sure it won’t. No one was there. That is pretty much the definition of eloped. Honey, if he crosses me, which I assure you won’t happen, I think we both know I’m quite capable of defending myself. They have both stilettos and axes in Greece.  I’ll keep your vote in mind. Of course, I eat. Drew, when have you known me to not eat? Simple is good. I like simple.

Jim moaned as Vaughn gripped his hair tighter, eyes flicking up to look at him just before he was tugged to his feet. His eyes lit up as their lips connected, one of his hands coming up to rest on Vaughn’s shoulder as he hummed happily, eyelids fluttering closed.

Vaughn loved Jim’s reactions to him.  He was breathing hard as their lips parted for air. “So good for me,” he muttered, voice low. “Bed. On you back, pet. Show me that pretty little hole.”  He barely had the presence of mind to give orders.

Closed

Nate bit his lip and grunted quietly at the rough grip on his hips, though he soon forgot about it as he felt Nicolas push all of the way into him. A low moan ripped through his chest and he leaned his head against the wall, gasping as he started fucking roughly into him.

Nico continued the pace, reveling in Nate’s reactions to him.  “Fucking hell,” he muttered, mostly to himself, as he chased his release, heat building steadily in his stomach. One hand slipped from Nate’s hip to reach around and grasp his cock, stroking with absolutely no finesse, but in time to his thrusts.

Joan whined and squirmed almost violently as he pulled away, looking up at him with wide, desperate eyes. God, she was so close she was practically aching to cum. Following his guidance, she spread wider and moaned loudly as he pushed into her, panting softly and begging for him to start moving as he took off the gag. “C’mon, Vaughn, please, need you so badly,” she pleaded, moaning softly as she kissed him back with the same intensity.

Vaughn groaned at her plea, unable to resist the desperation in her eyes. He wasted no time, pulling back his hips and beginning to thrust at a near brutal pace.  “Fucking hell, so good, baby,” he groaned, teeth nipping at her lips. 

Morning After || Holden and Tracy

Holden laced his finger’s with Tracy’s, effectively pinning his boyfriend’s hands above their heads.  “Tease,” he complained playfully, leaning in for a quick kiss, “what would you like to do, Beautiful?”

Tracy’s eyes widened at the action, enjoying that more than he’d thought.  Something to explore later.  Right now, he had other things in mind. He squeezed the hands that were holding his.  “Want to ride you,” he said, managing his most innocent look.

Jen nodded, and smiled at Grey.  “I haven’t had anything here that wasn’t good. Can’t ever go wrong with a good diner.”  He didn’t bother looking at a menu, he already knew what he wanted. The waitress came and took their orders.  Jen leaned back against the vinyl seat and stretched his arm across the back. “I actually love to cook, but it’s nice to have someone else do it once in awhile.”