#ccckcollector

although swimming was more of a high school thing for tanner, sometimes, more often than not, the swimming team at college asked him to replace one of their members when they weren’t at their best. having entered the water moments ago, he competed against other eight guys, but at the end of the line, it was him who came first. 

jumpin offo f the water, he didn’t wait for much notification and instead, went right for the towel. going straight for the locker rooms as he didn’t want to be bothered with the results.

Peter had thought this was a bad idea from the get go. Going to a club like this was so far out of his comfort zone that he’d almost turned back on his heels twice and gone back home. It was supposedly a club of kink and fantasy exploration, rather exclusive to the point where Peter had been on the waiting list for a few months and had been completely forgotten about it until he’d gotten his email with the invitation. The club was called “Dalton”, supposedly owned and run by a few different men who were experts in this field. 

Peter wasn’t sure what to even dress like, what did you dress to a club like this? Changing his clothes about six times before setting on just a plain shirt and jeans and his one pair of sneakers that were still in tact. He had no idea even what the club was going to look like, would it look like a dungeon or be super fancy? He hadn’t even looked at the pictures on the website because he was so sure that would freak him out enough not to go. But here was, waiting in line and nervously bouncing on his heels and about to head in.

Dante called for whoever knocking on his office door to come in and had been relieved to see Chester walking in. ‘Hey you.’ he hummed, standing up now. The club was set to open in two hours so most of his dancers and strippers would be getting in now to get ready for the night ahead but Chester was special and there had been a little thing going between them for a while now.

Magnus applauded, smiling proudly as he watched his boy take a bow on stage. Blaine had a lovely voice on his own, and with Magnus’ help it had become extraordinary. Perhaps also with the help of his gold, making sure that his boy got only the best tutelage. He easily slipped backstage, noting to his satisfaction that the boy was alone. Coming up behind him, he wrapped an arm around his waist and rested his hand on his belly, his mouth to his ear.

“A lovely performance, my sweet boy.” Sharp teeth grazed the soft skin behind the ear. He shifted, letting the smaller male feel his hard cock against his ass through the layers of clothing. “Now hurry up and get yourself into the carriage outside. We are going home.” A slow, predatory grin. “I’ve missed you.”

Sebastian playfully rolled his eyes while smirking at his words. “It’s not, I didn’t want to scare you off,” He said while finally reaching the side of the dark haired boy, sitting beside him while trying to take a look at what he was reading. “Nah, I’m not an early sleeper so I was just looking around” He added a shrug at the end, lying to not let the other know that he was only there because he was there. “And you? Are you going to go to sleep soon?” He asked, trying not to stare too much at the exposed skin below his neck. Moving his hand up to his tie to pull it down, trying to match Blaine’s look.  

would totally make a dean tbh