Pampered Preston

Wedding Prep...

Finn smiled wide, happily returning Preston’s little kiss. He looped his arm around his fiancé’s waist, leaning against him. “Ooh, I can’t wait for tonight then,” he chuckled, his eyes glimmering mischievously. “Show me all the cakes, Pressy.” 

Preston smiled as Finn leaned against him no longer surprised how good it felt just to have the boy cuddle him even though sex wasn’t in the immediate books. Preston rolled his eyes. “Try the flavors first. I’m not going to tell you the flavors you’ll just tell me what you do and don’t like.” Preston wasn’t a huge fan of cake so he was going to leave the cake flavor to Finn. He smiled and picked up the first cup that contained just a bites worth of a cake. This one was lemon with a raspberry frosting. He picked up the piece and held it out to Finn’s lips completely ignoring the little tasting fork. They had work to do that didn’t mean they couldn’t enjoy the work a bit.

[Finn continued to look somewhat insulted, leaning in again to briefly nip at Preston’s bottom lip.] Don’t you know what “always” means, Pressy? Of course this is one of those times. Now get your dick in me and fuck me till I cry. 

[Preston chuckled as the boy nipped at his lip. He smiled and caressed the boy’s cheek.] Maybe I need you to remind me what always means. [He teased gently even as he leaned forward to give Finn one more kiss.] Now turn that ass around. It needs a good fucking.

Pressy, you don’t need to punish them. [Finn said sternly, giving Preston a serious look. He paused, chewing on the inside of his cheek as he considered giving Preston the name of his opponent.] It was Alfie. Alfie Tuson.  

[Preston frowned as he was told they didn’t need to be punished. He understood what Finn meant. Even understood that it was more Finn’s fault than the boy who choked him, but that didn’t change much of anything.] Competition or not he choked you. I’m really supposed to let that go?

[Finn gave a soft groan as Preston did as he was told, gritting his teeth as he watched him oh so slowly swallow his length. A part of him was tempted to scold Preston for taking so damn long, but he was greatly enjoying the teasing.] Fuck, your mouth feels so good on my cock, like it was fuckin’ made for it. Better get it nice and wet, slut. You don’t want my cock goin’ in your sweet ass dry, do you? 

[Preston gave Finn a look at his threat. He didn’t for a moment believe that Finn would try to fuck him dry. To punctuate that obvious though Preston started going even slower.]

[Finn let out a little grunt when he hit the bed, laughing softly. He got up on his hands and knees, crawling over to press a kiss to Preston’s lips.] You’re such a nerd, y’know that? 

[Preston gave a shrug of his shoulders.] Perhaps, but you Sir are stuck with me so really you got the short end of that stick.

“Do you think they’d be okay coming to visit you on a sex slave island?” Seth asked, raising a brow. He wasn’t trying to be rude, he was genuinely curious. He wasn’t sure how some people felt about Diran’s situation with the sex slaves. 

Preston shrugged in a way it was obvious he didn’t care. Maybe he needed to work on the friend issue, but he honestly wasn’t sure if his old friends would understand his thing with Finn. “Oh they wouldn’t be bothered by Diran. My friends weren’t exactly bleeding hearts.”

Wedding Prep...

Finn was a little concerned when some strange guy came up to him, telling him to return home immediately. Had something happened to Preston or something? He was almost afraid to ask, so he thanked the kid and rushed home. He entered the house and was rather surprised by Preston’s greeting. He blinked a few times and then broke out into a wide grin, laughing lightly as he adjusted his glasses. “Oh no, whatever will I do?” he replied, sounding playfully distressed. “All right, what are these evil wedding plans we have to make?” 

As Finn adjusted his glasses the ones that Preston thought made the already adorable Finn look almost painfully cute he approached and stole a quick kiss. “Oh hush it’s cake tasting and picking a cake design not exactly torture you brat. The torture will be for tonight.” 

Aw, Pressy. [Finn let out a little whine, his expression shifting into a pout now. He crawled across the bed towards the other boy, grabbing the back of his neck and pulling him in for a rough kiss.] I’m hurt you’d think that I’m never thirsty for your dick. [He murmured over his lips.]

[Preston enjoyed watching Finn crawl to him and he enjoyed the rough kiss even more.] Oh I know you are at times, but is this really one of them? [He asked teasingly trying to sound like he was skeptical.]

Preston, it’s fine. It doesn’t matter. [Finn answered in a cautious tone as he watched the other boy’s expression shift. He never saw that look Preston made often, but seeing it now, it sent chills down his spine. He would much prefer if Preston didn’t go to jail for murder.] I’m physically okay. My pride’s a little damaged. That’s all that matter, right? 

[Preston frowned as Finn refused to admit who it had been. He glowered and forced himself to take a deep breath before he gave in the urge to do something violent.] Yes your right, but I’d still like to know who choked and appropriately punish them. 

Aww, that’s the most flattering thing anyone’s ever said to me. [Finn cooed with a little laugh. He grinned sweetly at the other male, batting his eyes.] You’ll get my eternal love and affection? Also sex? 

[Preston seemed to consider Finn’s offer for a long long moment then he nodded.] Deal. [As he spoke he teasingly let the boy drop about a foot onto the bed.]

[Finn gave a soft gasp as Preston did as he was told, one hand keeping hold of the belt leash, and the other sliding through his hair and fingers tangling in it.] Mm, that’s a good boy. [He hummed softly, gripping Preston’s hair a little tighter and giving it a tug, his eyes slipping closed.] Such a good boy, Preston. Take it nice and deep now, slut, really fuckin’ enjoy it. 

[Finn’s dirty talk surprised him and it partly amused him. Who knew this was hiding under Finn’s cute little facade? At the prompting Preston slowly worked his way down swallowing the boy slowly teasingly inch by inch, but doing as told even if it was at his own pace.”

“Oh, well, that’s…unfortunate,” Seth replied, pursing his lips. He’d never thought of clients or staff being stuck here because of one person that couldn’t leave this place ever. “So, you’re willing to give up your family, friends, and everything you had outside of the island for this asset of yours?” 

Preston shrugged. He was not a people person and hadn’t really been that close to much of anyone until he had met Finn. “I have a few friends, but the one that matter can come visit if they like.”

[Preston quirked an eyebrow.] Finding a replacement?

I should’ve known. Who’s the lucky man?

[He gave a chuckle.] Finn. A blonde little trouble maker. 

[Finn’s eyes narrowed just a bit down at Preston and he gave the belt leash another little tug.] The fuck you think you’re doin’ down there, huh? Sittin’ pretty? [He practically barked, a bit of his Irish accent slipping into his voice.] That’s not what a good slut does. C’mon, bitch. [He brought his free hand to his crotch and snapped his fingers now to draw Preston’s attention to the bulge in his jeans now.] This dick ain’t gonna suck itself now, is it? Get it out and put that pretty little mouth to good use like the hot little cockslut you are. 

[Preston first instinct as Finn’s eyes narrowed and he started being even more demanding was to struggle. He wasn’t submissive. He wasn’t sure he found this side of Finn all the sexy. Oh yes to a degree Finn was always sexy to him, but he preferred his gentle slutty needy Finn rather than this dominant little brat. It again reminded him to think on Finn’s needs and how well he was meeting them. But he reminded himself he needed to focus on this for Finn. Mostly because he was fairly sure this was the only time Finn would get to do this with him. Preston frowned just a bit as Finn snapped his fingers, but he smiled amused at the impatient attitude that Finn always had and nodded. He didn’t hesitate much after that. After all he loved Finn’s cock loved the taste of it even loved having his lips wrapped around it he just generally preferred to be in control. He gently undid Finn’s pants and pulled out the boy’s cock and immediately started to swirl his tongue around the head as his hands slipped into Finn’s pants and gently played with the boy’s balls.]

[Finn couldn’t resist beaming with pride as Preston was pleased with  his reaction. He snorted, rolling his eyes playfully and making his way over to the cage.] Cool your jets, Pressy, I’m waiting for you to help me in there. [He began stripping out of his onesie now, letting it fall onto the ground. He opened up the cage, checking it out for a moment before climbing inside and getting appropriately situated.] Like this, Pressy? 

[Preston chuckled as he was told to be patient.] Careful little one your about to be helpless do you really think now is the time to be all cheeky? [He was however obviously more amused that anything else and more than a little distracted by watching Finn strip out of his pajamas. He watched as the boy climbed into the cage and he smiled. God Finn looked good in the forced kneeling position. Preston wasted no time closing the cage and clicking the little lock quickly rendering Finn pretty much immobile. He body exposed and waiting. Preston smiled and let his fingers dance across the exposed skin of Finn’s back and smiled.] I should have gotten you one of these ages ago.