Boss Smith

Please help get my best friend out of an abusive household and a potential homelessness situation. They really need all the help they can get. I care about them so dearly and I want to see them safe, they have a safe place here at my home with my family, but we can only get them here with the help of donations. Even sharing this post would help to spread awareness, thank you.

Alright so hey.

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Sat, nude with his legs tucked underneath him but knees splayed apart, Erwin’s head turned frantically- trying to hear something in the room he had been thrown into, he was blindfolded, gagged, collared and his hands were tied tightly in front of him, the room was silent apart from a quiet hum that could be heard somewhere further away from him- probably a light of some sort.

Soft, muffled noises were all that slipped from the blonde’s mouth- the ball gag shoved in between his teeth, forcing his jaws open in an almost painful way, was was fastened tightly at the rear- the foreign object making it almost impossible for him to form as much as a complaint… Not that Erwin really wanted to complain at that point- nothing bad was happening to him. He was more curious to what all this was.

This was new to him…

He didn’t even know how this had happened, nor who had done it to him… The fact he was blindfolded didn’t help with the situation, he couldn’t see for shit and the tightly tied blindfold was causing him to close his eyes against the pressure anyway.

Fumbling with his hands, Erwin tugged against the bindings that held his wrists together- judging the strength of the rope that had been used, but giving up soon-after. The bindings were tight and strong, and the rope rubbed at his wrists in a painful way- if he struggled it would rub them raw and he’d be a lot more uncomfortable than he was now.

He felt like he was in some person’s twisted sexual fantasy, and honestly, the thought stirred something that he’d much rather hide at that moment. 

{♞} — Jean swallowed thickly, realizing just how lost he’d gotten in his fun. He had been bored before and wanted something to toy with. Though, he knew he wasn’t the dominant one usually unless it came to actual beating. Shaking his head, he certainly wouldn’t trust this guy to take control of the situation. No- he was staying tied up. Releasing the blonds lip, he trailed down to his collarbone and grew busy with marking away red marks that would blossom to purple and black bruises soon enough.

 Listening to the man irked him since he knew he was being played. To give away his name was something he never did in interegations or tortures. Shaking his head, he drew back and released the larger cock with a flick of his finger. “Ah- ah- ah," he chided with a wagging finger despite the blindfold obscuring. "That’s something I can’t tell you… maybe I should keep your gag in so you don’t have to say a name at all." he purred, sitting back so his clothed rump purposefully grazed the others cock.

 Leaning forward, his back arched as he lowered and he nearly looked like a feline stretching. His fingers slid up Erwin’s chest and curled at his shoulders. “None of this is humiliating for you, is it?" he asked curiously, his head tilting. A wicked idea came to mind… if he left the gag out and gave a false name for Erwin to cry out, he could record it and use it for blackmail… A nice bonus present for his employer to get extra pay would never hurt.

The smugness continued to grow in Erwin's mind, this was brilliant. "You, you know, if you really want to, you can gag me again.." Erwin's head tilted completely to the side, trying to appear more submissive to the other male who was perched on his middle. "I mean, I can't fight back, master, but do you really want me to be quiet?"

A pleased hum slipped from the blond's lips as the other's hands ran up his chest and curled around his shoulders, savouring the wonderful touches that he had needed so badly. "Not at all~" Erwin drawled, completely comfortable with the situation. "You could take me out on the street and be doing this to me and it would bother me not..

(Put “Take Me” in my ask box and I’ll generate a number from 1-60 and give you a sentence starter!)

8. “Have you ever tried fisting?”

Rough, calloused fingertips drummed against the arm of the couch upon which the tall blond man was perched, sigh slipping from his lips as he awaited the knock on the door of his office/home complex that sat within the building that housed the whole of the Mafia’s operations.

With a flick of his wrist, Erwin took a glance at his watch and then let out a disgruntled grumble, swirling the glass of alcohol that he held in his other hand. Jean was late. As per usual.

The blond had invited the younger male over (not for the first time) that night, he’d previously grown fond of his personality and willingness to… Do as his boss wished. Which was good, beneficial for the both of them in multiple ways. Erwin would give the boy whatever he wished for as well as protection, higher status and other things… Jean would give him companionship, loyalty and sex.

Jean was more than just Erwin’s ‘whore’, he was one of the few he felt he could confide in- but that was probably just due to useless feelings that he tried to ignore and probably only happened because of the constant sex and him being the only person that was always there. Yeah.

Ice blue eyes darted up to the grand door as a knock resonated around the room, Erwin’s body twisting, placing the drink down onto the table at the side of him before standing upright, striding to the door and opening it with one fluid movement, hand moving forwards and hooking a finger under the dark blond’s collar, pulling him immediately close, features distorted into an almost hurt expression.

"Jean, you’re late.." The blond mumbled, pulling him in further, pushing the door closed as his lips immediately collided with the other’s. "You know daddy gets lonely when you’re not here.." The taller man purred out, lips brushing lightly against the younger man’s as the words fell from his desperate mouth. "Daddy’s been waiting for you for so long and he needs you so badly tonight, you don’t even know how much Daddy needs his naughty little boy…"

Hands slipped from the other’s collar and down his shoulders, then sides, skimming over his hips and admiring the honey eyed man’s delicious form, his large hands soon scooting around and grabbing his ass, kneading at the annoyingly clothed cheeks that were so wonderfully soft, fingers dipping in between them as best he could through the material.

God, he was so needy. 

This had to be the first time that he was this riled up, this desperate for someone, this goddamn hungry for someone in particular. He was practically burning with lust over this man.

Erwin’s lips had finally left the other’s trailing opened mouthed kisses quickly up to the other’s ear, breath trailing over it as he let out a soft, hot sigh. “Mmmh… Jean, have you ever tried fisting? Daddy wants to hear you moan, god he needs to hear you moan.” The taller man growled, voice sultry and almost predatory but with this incredibly uncommon desperation that, for once, covered up his normal calm tone that usually made him sound so in control. Control was something the man had lost tonight. His fingers pressed further into the clothed cleft of the man’s ass, trying to illustrate his desperation.

"A-a bit needy aren’t you sir…?" Jean somehow managed to gasp out, his tone teasing as his hands messily explored Erwin’s body, tugging at his shirt, popping the odd button or two. His hips began to grin hungrily against the other, hot pants leaving his lips as he threw his head back to expel a few more lust-filled moans, not even bothering to try and be quiet - he knew how much the blonde loved to hear every sound he made.

A hot shiver tore it’s way down Erwin’s spine as the sounds of Jean’s delicious moans and his hot, needy words filled his ears, making him feel mildly light-headed as the arousal took over him to such an extent that his heart pounded and his cock throbbed within the confines of his tight, suit trousers. “Jean, don’t tempt me or I’ll have to fuck you right here, right now.” Erwin breathed, voice thick and lusty but completely serious.

Erwin groaned against the soft skin of the other man’s neck as he felt the long-fingered hand snake it’s way down his torso and begin to slowly fondle with the painfully restricted lump in his trousers. “Good~” The blond purred, “I’m glad you think so because need you and I’m going to take what I need, Jean, god I’ll take what I need.” Erwin breathed huskily into the other’s ear, voice more than pushy but still so completely and utterly effected, wavering with each extended syllable as he struggled to stop his desperation from winning over his already fraying composure.

"Daddy will take what he needs from his good little boy~"

The blond practically barged into the room once the door was open- not bothering to shut it, just striding straight over to the large bed and laying the other down on it. He crawled over the top of the dark blond, hips arcing downwards against the other’s and lips connecting roughly with the soft ones as he fumbled around blindly for the bottle of lube that was somewhere on the side table.

Once the older man had grabbed the bottle, he retracted his arm, kisses moving from the other’s lips and slowly working down, dropping the lube bottle by the shorter male’s hips before running his hands up his hips, fingers sifting under the edge of the other’s shirt, pushing it upwards, hungry eyes scanning over the other’s torso as it was gradually revealed.

"Take it off." He growled, head dipping downwards, kissing, licking, nipping at the other’s stomach and exposed hipbones as his hands ran over the smooth, milky-white skin of Jean’s sides. God they were so smooth, so soft, perfect, delicious.

With a muffled hum through occupied lips, the blond slid his hands down slowly, raising up from kissing and licking the other's lower abdomen before tugging at the rim of the other's trousers, fingers curling around the waistband and pulling them down, fingernails trailing over the surface of the other's skin as he slid them off, shuffling backwards as he pulled them down, taking the other's underwear as he went. Half lidded eyes darted to the other's crotch as the annoying clothing items were finally pulled past the area, watching intently as the other's cock sprung up from the confinement of the fabric, a hungry growl rumbling in the elder's throat as he eyed the delicious length, licking his lips as his eyes scanned it over, slowly still working down the other's trousers.

"Mmhh Jean, look at you, it's so big and begging to be touched~" With the purred statement, Erwin let one of his hands move upwards, grazing lightly against the other's skin as it did so before he trailed a finger lightly down from the other's head to the base of his cock with a sly smile. He finally finished working the other's trousers off, then shifted, kneeling in between the other's thighs and idly passing the tube of lube in between his hands, staring down at him with half lidded, lust filled eyes that seemed to shine with visible desire for the man that was below him.

(Put “Take Me” in my ask box and I’ll generate a number from 1-60 and give you a sentence starter!)

8. “Have you ever tried fisting?”

Rough, calloused fingertips drummed against the arm of the couch upon which the tall blond man was perched, sigh slipping from his lips as he awaited the knock on the door of his office/home complex that sat within the building that housed the whole of the Mafia’s operations.

With a flick of his wrist, Erwin took a glance at his watch and then let out a disgruntled grumble, swirling the glass of alcohol that he held in his other hand. Jean was late. As per usual.

The blond had invited the younger male over (not for the first time) that night, he’d previously grown fond of his personality and willingness to… Do as his boss wished. Which was good, beneficial for the both of them in multiple ways. Erwin would give the boy whatever he wished for as well as protection, higher status and other things… Jean would give him companionship, loyalty and sex.

Jean was more than just Erwin’s ‘whore’, he was one of the few he felt he could confide in- but that was probably just due to useless feelings that he tried to ignore and probably only happened because of the constant sex and him being the only person that was always there. Yeah.

Ice blue eyes darted up to the grand door as a knock resonated around the room, Erwin’s body twisting, placing the drink down onto the table at the side of him before standing upright, striding to the door and opening it with one fluid movement, hand moving forwards and hooking a finger under the dark blond’s collar, pulling him immediately close, features distorted into an almost hurt expression.

"Jean, you’re late.." The blond mumbled, pulling him in further, pushing the door closed as his lips immediately collided with the other’s. "You know daddy gets lonely when you’re not here.." The taller man purred out, lips brushing lightly against the younger man’s as the words fell from his desperate mouth. "Daddy’s been waiting for you for so long and he needs you so badly tonight, you don’t even know how much Daddy needs his naughty little boy…"

Hands slipped from the other’s collar and down his shoulders, then sides, skimming over his hips and admiring the honey eyed man’s delicious form, his large hands soon scooting around and grabbing his ass, kneading at the annoyingly clothed cheeks that were so wonderfully soft, fingers dipping in between them as best he could through the material.

God, he was so needy. 

This had to be the first time that he was this riled up, this desperate for someone, this goddamn hungry for someone in particular. He was practically burning with lust over this man.

Erwin’s lips had finally left the other’s trailing opened mouthed kisses quickly up to the other’s ear, breath trailing over it as he let out a soft, hot sigh. “Mmmh… Jean, have you ever tried fisting? Daddy wants to hear you moan, god he needs to hear you moan.” The taller man growled, voice sultry and almost predatory but with this incredibly uncommon desperation that, for once, covered up his normal calm tone that usually made him sound so in control. Control was something the man had lost tonight. His fingers pressed further into the clothed cleft of the man’s ass, trying to illustrate his desperation.

The blonde in question was sauntering towards Erwin’s office with his hands stuffed deeply into his pockets. He kicked the incredibly clean floor lazily, as if ridding it of an unseen pebble. A heavy sigh left his lips as he stared up at the ceiling, having no intent on actually reaching his Boss’ office on time - he liked to be late, didn’t make him seem as  needy as he really was. Desperate to please his fuck-buddy in any way he could… but that didn’t mean that he didn’t cut himself some slack every so often, straying between the boundaries of ‘obedient’ and ‘rebellious’ just for the fun of it. It was safe to say that at times he truly enjoyed winding the blue-eyed blonde up. Finally reaching the door in question, Jean raised his loosely balled fist and rapped his knuckles against the doors, hands soon behind his back as he waited for an answer. It didn’t take long before the door flew open, a rather needy and somewhat annoyed looking Erwin standing in the room behind it. Gasping sharply at the suddenness of being tugged forward, Jean took a moment or two to compose himself, hands quickly moving to Erwin’s hair, tugging at the neat locks roughly as he was kissed. "It’s only ten minutes, sir…" Jean murmured out, sucking a breath of air through his nose so that he didn’t risk breaking the passionate kiss that had captivated his lips, "I’m sure I can’t be that good of a fuck-toy that you miss me after ten measly minutes." an eyebrow raised at the other in question, his tone teasing as a finger slowly trailing down Erwin’s spine, tugging at the shirt as if he wanted it to come off. He simply had to see what was underneath it, the heavily toned chest, amazing abs… "Ahhhh~" Jean shivered in pleasure as Erwin’s hands traveled over his sensitive body, his back arching to press his chest against the others, eyes closing as he felt hands groping at his ass, "Y-yes… like that…" he let out a slutty groan just to please his Daddy, head tilting itself back slightly and ass pressing itself into Erwin’s hand, begging him for more - for him to be rougher, for him to never let it go. The way Erwin was feeling his ass and the way the hot kisses trailed over every inch of his skin caused Jean to undeniably get horny, his trousers beginning to slowly tighten. "F-fisting…?" fingers curled over Erwin’s shirt, hands tugging at it as he tried to find a way to pull it off, "As before… I’ll try anything for you, sir…" his voice was now practically nothing more than a lust-filled purr, golden eyes gazing up at Erwin like some obedient dog, another snuffly moan left the blonde as he felt Erwin’s hands press harder against his ass. "Fu-fuck…" letting out a string of pants, Jean’s eyes narrowed to lusty slits, "Just fucking take me…" he gasped out.

The blond's lips parted against the other's every now and then, letting his tongue run over the delicious mouth of the other, tasting him in between hot intakes of desperate breaths."Ten minutes is too long, Jean... It felt like an hour."

Pausing against the other's lips to listen to Jean speak, Erwin let out a soft sort of grumble, "It's not just the sex, you don't know how much I-" The older man stopped himself before he said something he might regret, swallowing a little and shaking his head a fraction. "Ignore that." He grumbled in a commanding tone against the other's tempting mouth. 

"Good boy.." Erwin groaned in response to the delicious noise Jean made and the way he arched so submissively into his touches, hands gripping him more tightly, fingers dipping further into his clothed crack. annoyed grumble passing his lips as the restricting clothing got in his way once again.

Breath hitched within Erwin's throat as the other spoke, hands desperatley grabbing at his ass, pulling him up to his hips to allow the darker blond to wrap his long legs around his waist. "Wrap your legs around me and hold on, I can't wait any longer I need to make you moan and beg and then fuck you so hard I'll have to keep you in my bed for a week.." The blond growled, mouth moving slightly and attacking the honey eyed man's neck with lusty, open-mouthed kisses, turning around once he was hoisted up and carrying him towards the back of the office, where, to the left there was a door that lead through to the large bedroom.

Kisses soon turned to light bites and sucking, groaning against the skin as his tongue lapped hungrily over the area at which he was sucking, marking him- the red mark below his lips was likely to blossom into a beautiful bruise. A visible signature to show that Jean was most definitely claimed.

Once they reached the door, Erwin let go of the area of skin on the other's neck, a thin strand of saliva connecting his lower lip with the milky skin of the slender male he held firmly against his form. "Be a good boy for daddy and grab the knob so we can get in without him having to let you go." Erwin's voice was so completely affected by his arousal that it annoyed him, he wasn't used to not being in control of his neediness, he didn't know what exactly had got into him that night. Probably over-stress from work leading him to be desperate for sexual relief... Or maybe it was just the mere thought of Jean... On his back, legs splayed... Crying out his name... Begging for more as he stared up at him with those goddamn beautiful eyes...

Shock was the first thing that hit his system, instincts the second, submission the third.

Only being able to react, his hands fisted the fabric hard, his body answering all the little questions the taller male asked. Mouth kissing and biting back, tongue batteling and he felt his trousers being awfully tight.

He turned his head so Erwin had better access to his skin there, his own breath already ragged and heavy. The sound of Erwins voice made him shudder and he surpressed a moan. “God fucking shit…” he cursed and rolled his hips against the knee. His eyes snapped up, grey storms catching blue oceans before his body was able to finally react. Pulling the taller male down he attacked his throat, biting and sucking on the soft slightly stubbled skin, a feral groan leaving his lips, breath ghosting over the area he tried to mark.

Hands slipped from the wall to the sides of Levis head, neck, shoulders and then slid down his chest, hands making their way down to the other's sculpted hips, fingers curling around them and pulling them flush against his own. His knee slipped further in between the other's legs so his thigh was rubbing at his crotch now, attacking the bulge in the other's trousers with friction- trying to yield the oh-so beautiful noises from the other that he knew Levi could make.

Eyes catching the other's beautiful steely ones as he moved, Erwin winked and smirked, hands slipping around and grabbing his beautifully round ass, squeezing it gently before he was pulled down.

"Jesus, Levi..." The blond groaned out, voice husky and deep as the smaller man began sucking at his throat, head tilting backwards to allow him more access to the tender front of his neck.