‧₊˚ ┊ never home

From the moment Sam saw Amadeus he felt something for the other man. Then as they spoke about his order the overwhelming sensation of submission took over. Which was confirmed as Amadeus stated his intentions right away. That's why Sam had no worry about giving himself over so easily. Now as this gorgeous man did as he pleased Sam couldn't help but moan in delight in response. The rush of it all caused Sam to slip into that state of bliss he hadn't experienced with another person in a long time. His eyes remained shut as his hands explored Amadeus' taught muscles working to fuck him stupid. Sam wasn't being quiet on purpose yet at the other's words he quickly got louder. "Keep fucking me," he called out digging his fingernails into the other's shoulder blades. Sam begged continuing to clench around his dick whenever he felt full again. "Need to be full of your cock please." He whined knowing he was completely at his mercy in this moment.

Something about sex is that it made emotions run high. It made people feel things that they never expected and in this moment, Amadeus was so swallowed up by the euphoria that he wasn't paying attention to what was gonna slip out of his mouth next. He nuzzled his face into the crook of Sam's neck. Allowing his hot breath to beat up against his flesh. "Sammie, you feel so good. So intoxicating. Fuck... I love you." The last word slipped out like butter and wasn't at all mentally acknowledged. So much so, that he continued his assault as if nothing ever happened. He pressed himself down harder against Sammy. His thrusts only increasing in power with every slam in. It was getting so rough to the point where Amadeus' bed was starting to creek. Whilst his cock simultaneously began to pulse by giving off a slight warning that he might be getting close soon. "Sammy... Sammy... fuck, fuck, fuck. You feel so good. I don't want this moment to end."

While it's true Sam has taken a lot of cock in his short life - admittedly he's finding this experience to be unlike anything else he's felt. Which is why Sam continues to clench around him as much as possible to hold onto the full feeling of him. Unable to make a real response he can only groan again and again unable to get over how good he feels. The kiss is needy and sloppy but Sam doesn't mind. Each time Amadeus pulls out Sam whines in response clutching at his strong arms as if to will him to fill him again with his cock. When the speed increases he finds his breath shuttering as pleasure rocks through him. At the other's words following another lust filled kiss Sam grins in delight nodding his head. "Your whore," he breathes biting down on his lower lip as a hand moves to grip Amadeus' hair. "Fuck me like a whore. I need it." He begs giving Amadeus his best bottom eyes.

Amadeus chuckled when Sam replied to his soft insult with a loud claim that he belonged to Amadeus. But nobody would hear him complain otherwise. Personally, Amadeus believed that Sam had become his long before they entered his home. Maybe it was when they first shared a kiss... or hell, maybe it was even when Sam agreed to go on a date with him. Who really knew. What mattered now is that Amadeus had him and he'd be damned if he let this moment slip right through his fingers. Grasping at Sam's chin, he tilted his head to the side and began to attack his neck. Running and scrapping his teeth along the flesh to form, hopefully, long lasting hickies. All the while the speed in his thrusts only continued. Just like Sam requested, his vigor became more violent. Their hips crashed together with great force and as a result, shaky moans befell the curly haired male's lips. "Fuck... you are so perfect, Sammy. Louder. Let me hear how good it feels. Be as loud as you need to be, baby."

Billy looked up at his boyfriend with a wicked smirk on his lips. His hands find his hips and he squeezed, rubbing the skin with his thumbs. " Oh? So we found a real punishment that baby doesn't like." He taunted playfully, teasing him. " Good to know. But I feel like being nice since I haven't seen you in a week." He leaned up on his elbows and kissed Shane deeply. He couldnt go without touching him either. Especially now that they were back together and getting things sorted so they never had to be apart again. He guided Shane's hips and rolled them against his own, a soft moan escaping his lips. " Oh baby you look beautiful in this position. I think you should ride me." He encouraged with lust filled eyes. " It's been too long."

Shane pouted before their lips connected. Placing his hands on Billy’s chest, he steadied himself before playfully rocking his hips back and forth. Creating decent friction. “Of course it is a punishment I don’t like. Excuse the part where we have been separated for so long but… you not touching me is just downright criminal.” A pause before a blush crawls to the surface. Blooming against his ears, cheeks and nose. “I’d love to ride you Daddy but can I suck your dick first, please? It has been so long since I did that too.” Shane knew that Billy preferred to be the giver over the receiver but that didn’t mean that Shane was never gonna suck him off. If that did become a reality, he’d fall so hard into depression.

When they switched positions Sam couldn't help but let out a sound of delight as it only pushed the other deeper into him all of a sudden. As he relaxes again he's able to realize just how sexy Amadeus is - which forces another groan out of him. Sam has no issues giving this gorgeous powerful man complete control over him. Even if this was just a temporary arrangement he was willing to do anything that the other asked of him. Sam's needy whines filled the room as the other kept pushing into him noticing how Amadeus seemed completely taken by his own lust. The praise went straight to Sam's head. "I'm all yours daddy take me, please." He groaned reaching to place his hands on top of the other's enjoying the sight of him. As if to make things worse though he did clench around Amadeus' cock eager to keep driving him wild.

Amadeus squeezed at Sam’s ankles. His entire form melting into the moment. He was so weak for the man below. His body felt as though it had never experienced such a high before - such a carnal need to emotionally and physically destroy someone. Annnnnd then Sam clenched around him. Forcing a somewhat dark chuckle to fall from his slightly parted lips. “You take me so well, Sammie. It is almost as if we’ve done this before and you are just hungry for my cock.” Leaning down, he connected their lips in another deep, passionate, and quickly evolving kiss as Amadeus’ hips began to sway. Slow and deliberate at first. He’d pull all the way out but only leave the tip in before deciding to push back in until their hips met once more. The need to go faster was soon met as Amadeus’ speed increased with every smack downwards and once he felt like he needed to verbalize his desires, he broke the kiss but kept his forehead against Sam’s own. “Such a pretty little whore. My pretty little whore…” This wasn’t meant as an insult. Moreover a cuteish nickname while they were in the moment.

“Just the one that you expected too,” Shane laughed quietly, but he had never made it a secret that he was weak for Ilya. That if Ilya was offering, Shane was happy to take him up on it. He moaned as the hand pressed against him, his head tilting back. “Ilya,” he moaned, his hips jerking as he felt the tongue against his nipple. The skin pebbled easily, Shane’s hand curling into Ilya’s hair.

Now, Ilya was in a slight mental dilemma. There was a part of him that wanted to be evil and push Shane's hips back down against the mattress but there was another side of the Russian that loved seeing Shane so weak and needy for him... but the whines he would make! Ugh. For now, he'd let Shane have his fun. Kissing and licking at the nipple for a moment, Ilya slowly extracted his lips and began to move down his body. Kissing every inch that he knew would get a reaction until he reached the hem of Shane's pants. He took it in his mouth and slowly began to undo the annoying fabric that kept the object of his desires from his view.

Trevor moaned happily as he just enjoyed the feeling of Korey’s cock slipping between his lips and down the back of his throat, filling his mouth so easily and completely as only Korey could. His eyes fluttered a little, his hands resting right on the man’s strong powerful hips as he just slowly bobbed up and down, wanting to worship the man with everything that he had in him. He looked up just a little to see the way that Korey reacted, the tilted back head and heaving pecs made Trevor rock hard in his sinfully tight underwear. He let his hands slowly slip up to run over Korey’s bare chest and trailed the tips of his fingers over the man’s perfect chest, flicking the nipples as sensually as he could while he enjoyed the way he worshipped the gorgeous hunk he loved. He bobbed up and down again and again, whimpering and moaning happily around every inch until he had to pull back for air “God damn, so much… you are just too fucking perfect” he panted, licking along the underside lovingly with a grin, looking down and realising he was still fully dressed so he quickly tore his shirt off in one fast motion, throwing it aside before going back to sucking on Korey’s cock, deep throating it while he tried to push his jeans and underwear off in one go, only just getting them past his ass before giving up and just focussing on his lover.

Korey drew in a sharp amount of air through his teeth. His back arched and his need for more contact became obvious as he pushed his cock further into Trevor's mouth. His eyes never tore from the other. The hunger he had for his partner - both sexually and not - remained prominent within the sparkle of his hues. "I'm the perfect one?" He questioned with an eyebrow raise before a guttural chuckle befalls his own slightly parted lips. "I... I think you have us mixed up. You are surely the perfect one here. In every possible way but fuck. The way you suck my cock like that... it is only making me fall harder for you. And I didn't think that was even possible." His neck craned back to rest against the pillow he pushed under his head. The ceiling began to spin. The popcorn speckles seeming to dance over one another. His fingers coiled tightly in Trevor's hair as Korey's moans increased in volume and length still. "If you keep this up though... I'm gonna come." He pushed out with a slight struggle as his hand that gripped Trevor's hair made an attempt to push him off. "And I wanna come inside of you. It's been too long since I did that. Please, baby, ride me. I don't know how much longer I can hold myself off for."

Shane gasped when Billy began to suck on his neck. A quick shade of red was soon to grasp at his cheeks. "I.. I never said that I wanted you to pun.." His body was reacting quicker than he was able to grasp. His body felt hot. Goosebumps shooting up his arms and heat was quick to rise between his legs. Making it seem almost instantaneous that he'd become hard over such simple touches. But this was his soulmate on top of him. Once Billy pulled away and threatened the idea of not touching him it all, it almost was like Shane was wide awake. He quickly sat up, pressed his hands against Billy's shoulders and pushed him down. Maneuvering himself to straddle Billy's waist. "Don't you dare!" He shouted. A pout forming against his bottom lip.