#p:kurt

Kurt wiggled his finger at Archer and beckoned him inside his bedroom, both men wearing nothing more than their briefs by that moment, after sharing a hot moment outside the room when Archer arrived to his room. His king sized bed was covered top to bottom with a large white sheet, and he headed to where a set table was on the side of the room with all the items they had grabbed on their latest trip to town, so they could work properly on their scene, and that included paraffin candles of all the colors of the rainbow, and also some black and white ones. "Take your briefs off and lay on the bed. I'll apply some cream on your body so that your skin doesn't get that much damage" he ordered him, then leaned in and kissed him once on the lips. "Your body is far too pretty to get hurt." He winked at him, then stepped back to watch him do like he was told.

Archer's dick was already at half mast when they got into the room. "You've got it, Sir." He slid his briefs off easily and kicked them over along the wall to keep them out of their way, and then he crawled right onto the middle of the bed, settling in comfortably on his back. He reached down and lazily began to stroke his cock, enjoying the attention of Kurt's eyes on him, even though he knew there was a good chance he'd get told off for the action. "I'm all ready for you, Sir."

Kurt licked his lips as he watched Archer stepping out of his briefs, the sight of the other's naked body always a thing of wonder to him. While the other got himself on the bed, he went to grab the body cream they have bought at the sex shop, which was recommended to them for that scene, and when he turned around and saw Archer slowly jerking himself off he raised a brow. "Who gave you permission to touch yourself?" he said, placing the bottle on the bed and taking his own briefs off. "Keep that up, and I'll strap a cockring on you so fast, you won't see it happening." He stood naked by the bed and put his hand on his hip. "So what's it going to be?"

Archer smirked at Kurt's reaction to his hand being on his cock. He kept going for a few seconds as the Switch stood and stared down at him, but eventually he sighed and pulled his hand away. "You didn't give me permission, but you didn't not give me permission either, Sir," he pointed out cheekily, even though the argument was a weak one. "Can you really blame me, when I've got this to look at?" he asked, and he waved at Kurt's body.

Kurt huffed and climbed on the bed, right on top of Archer's lap. "Spoken like a true mismarked" he said with a low chuckle, then narrowed  his eyes at him. "Do you think you'll be able to control yourself while I apply this on you?" As he spoke, he rubbed some of the lotion on his hands and started to rub it up the man's chest.

Archer allowed himself a moan when he felt Kurt's hands start to spread lotion across his chest. He wasn't usually all that vocal when he was in the sub role, but he knew Kurt would enjoy hearing him all the more because of that. "Depends on what you mean by control, Sir," he said, before purposely rocking his hips up to make contact with Kurt's ass.

Kurt yelped when he felt the obviously hard cock poking his cheeks the way Archer was pushing his hips up, and he narrowed his eyes and pushed his ass down on his cock, but clenched the muscles of his buttcheeks hard to keep the man's cock from moving. "You know exactly what I mean, Archer. Be a good boy, at least until I'm done covering your skin, yes?" He smiled at him, then worked quickly into getting all the front of his body coated with the cream. When he was done he climbed off him and leaned in so he could kiss his lips,  a chance that he took every time he could. "Now- Have you decided if you want to be restrained or not?"

Archer sighed and gave Kurt a capital-L Look when the Switch clearly wasn't going to put up wit his bullshit. "I'll behave if you don't call me a good boy again, Sir," he told him, and he closed his eyes as Kurt spread more lotion across the rest of his skin. He shrugged at the question. "Honestly... I like the aesthetic of the restraints with the wax, but I also like the challenge of keeping myself still. I'm good with whatever you want, Sir."

Kurt couldn't help but laugh earnestly at the man's response. "Yeah, I knew you'd appreciate that touch" he said with a teasing tone, then nodded. "I can live with that" he said, about not calling him that again, then he finished lathering all of his front by rubbing both his shoulders, himself hovering over the man's as he did it. "I know how much you love a challenge. How about- if you give in, you'll earn a good spank?" As he spoke, his lips brushed over Archer's, then he suddenly pulled back and put the bottle down. "Okay, I think you're good to go" he said, and he stood up and sauntered to the table where all the candles were, pushing it a bit closer to the bed.

"Mm, maybe that's just all the more reason for me to give in," Archer teased, his cock twitching a bit at the thought of earning a spanking today too. "How about I only get the spanking if I keep myself under control, Sir?" He licked his lips and watched as Kurt got the candles ready for them. "What position do you want me in for this, Sir?"

Kurt looked at him from under his shoulder and grinned. "You're just longing to be spanked, don't you? But okay, that sounds fair- It'll work for both our benefit." He grabbed a red candle and light it up, before he carefully got back on the bed. "Just like you are right now. On your back, and grabbed the headboard above you with both hands, like you were about to be restrained."

"Obviously," Archer said, giving Kurt a bit of a leer as he chose a red candle to start with. "You've got it, Sir," he replied, and he didn't hesitate at all to move his hands above his head, taking hold of the metal headboard in both of his hands. He flexed his arms and adjusted his grip to get something comfortable. "This good?"

Kurt stood on the bed, his feet on both sides of Archer's hips, and he looked down and licked his lips. "This is is going to be more difficult that I thought it would, when all I want is bounce on your dick until I suck you dry-" He grinned, then chuckled. "But let's go through this task first, shall we?" He slowly sat down on Archer's tights, clamping his knees around them to keep him from moving and he lowered the candle at the level of his abs and let the hot red wax drip over them in a slightly curved line.

Archer laughed at Kurt's comment. "You know I'm never going to turn down getting to come in you as much as possible," he said, wiggling his hips just a little while he had the opportunity, before Kurt sat down on him to hold him in place. "I guess you have a point, though, Sir. You know... points at stake and all." He held his breath as he watched the hot wax drop from the candle down to his skin, and when it landed, he sucked his breath in deeper at the pain. His cock twitched, though, and he cocked an eyebrow up at Kurt.

Kurt grinned. "I'm aware of how much you like making me your cute cum dump, and you're lucky I love being one." He nodded. "Yes. All about the points" he said just before the hot wax first touched the man's bare skin, and he watched with awe the way the effect of that single touch seemed to echoed through him.  "You'll let me know if it's too much, won't you?" he said, then pointing the next drop to the base of his cock, and he let small driblets of wax to fall all the way up to his chest and shoulders.

Archer flexed his biceps and readjusted his grip on the headboard as hot, smooth wax landed so close to his cock. It was less painful, though no less hot, as Kurt worked his way further up his body, up to his chest and shoulders. "You know I will, Sir," he replied, "but you also know damn well I can take whatever you throw at me."

Kurt reached out for another candle of a different color, a yellow one, and light it up with the one that was already burning, before leaving the red, put out one inside a ceramic bowl. He lowered his upper body over Archer, his flexibility allowing him to bend in a way which letting him move the candle close enough to one of the nipples, without burning him, of course, and he blew directly on the liquid wax on the top of the candle, so it seemed like it was raining wax drop over his nipple.

Archer watched Kurt curiously as he prepped the next candle for him. The anticipation was almost delicious as the sharp warmth of the wax as it landed against his bare skin. "Oh, shit," Archer said as the wax started to land on his nipple, the area more sensitive than where the wax had landed a moment ago. It took him a moment to recover, but when he did, he sought out Kurt's gaze. "We're good, Sir."

Kurt stopped for a second, not only to make sure Archer was okay with what he was doing, but also to let the image sink in his mind, the image of such a strong man, making those sounds, squirming the way he did. He moved the candle down and draw circles around his belly button, before he carefully let one single drop of wax to fall on his cock.

Archer's grip remained tight on the bars of the headboard, not wanting to let the sensation of the hot wax make him lose the challenge of staying still for the scene. As Kurt moved the candle slowly down his body, he lifted his head a bit to get a better view, and he realized a second too late that a drop was going right for his dick. He sucked in a breath at the first bite of heat, a "fff" sound resulting as air was pulled between his upper teeth and his lower lip. He let his breath out slowly and watched as his dick bounced in response to the new sensation.

Kurt pulled the candle back to let the man's reaction to sink in his mind, and with the way his cock reacted to the touch, it took every bit of restrain in him not to simply take him in his mouth and swallow every inch of him. But watching him moan, and biting back the curses, and most importantly, watching him struggle to keep himself under control was doing wonder to his own body, his cock also twitching with warm delight at the sight. "You look so fucking hot like this" he said, then let another long trace of wax to fall on his abs, this time leaving the candle a bit higher so it would feel hotter when it touched the skin.

"I look hot always," Archer had the presence of mind to correct, but all other sense seemed to get knocked out of him a moment later when more molten wax landed on his abs. He squeezed the iron bars of the headboard tightly between his hands as the wax was spread along his body. He was hardly able to feel anything other than heat and pure arousal.

2Kurt chuckled. "Now that's for me to decide, but only if you're a- um, if you're very good about it." The words 'good boy' went down his throat like a rock when he remembered how much Archer hated that. Switching from one color to the other, Kurt managed to trace the outline of a seemingly abstract figure all over the man's chest and abs. At one point, he lowered the candle enough over his cock to let him feel the heat there, the candle swaying dangerously close but without burning him, and he blew the candle off in a way all the heat and hot air fell over the man's hard dick.

Archer caught the way Kurt changed his mind about what he was going to say, and he appreciated it. He could handle being a good boy in the middle of a scene most of the time--much more now than when he'd first gotten his mark years ago--but sometimes it still felt patronizing and condescending. He preferred avoiding it entirely if he could. "Mm, fuck," he moaned as Kurt continued spreading colorful wax all over his body, seeming to never run out of bare spots to heat up. When he returned to his cock, though, Archer held his breath, only letting it out after his brain realized that it was heat and not wax covering his aching member.

With the candle being put out and safely placed inside the bowl, along with the others we wasn't using anymore, Kurt crawled his way up on top of Archer, knees and hands on both sides of the man's body, feline like moves that brought him all the way up until he was levelled with his eyes, and lips. "My fucking gorgeous masterpiece" he whispered over his lips, then clashed them both together in a heated kiss, his hands reaching up to hold onto Archer's on the railboard.

Archer waggled an eyebrow at Kurt as the other man climbed up his body. He felt more solid now that his body wasn't actively being covered in hot wax anymore... or at least he did, until Kurt's lips were against his. He moaned as he opened his mouth for Kurt's tongue, his hips canting upward to meet the other man's. His dick was hard and wanting, and he definitely didn't want Kurt to forget about it.

While basking in the delicious taste that was Archer's, Kurt dragged his fingernails down the man's arms, digging through the skin once he reached his muscular biceps, while he kept on glide his tongue against his, and drinking him as much as could. He reached back and took hold on the man's cock, stroking it firmly while he rubbed it on his buttcheeks.

"Hngh," was something like the sound that came from Archer's throat when Kurt's nails dug into his arms. It was a different kind of pain than the heat of the wax had been, and god, did he love pain. Not to mention the way Kurt was teasing him by pressing his ass into Archer's dick. "Fuck, Sir," he managed to get out between kisses. "Don't be a fucking tease!"

Kurt grinned over his lips and tugged Archer's lower one with his teeth. "So impatient for me" he whispered, swiping his tongue over the small red spot his teeth left on Archer's lip. "You're in luck... Because I want your dick in me just as bad, handsome" he said, his hand slowly guiding the man's cock between his cheeks and pushing the tip in. It was blunt, and thick enough to make him whimper every single time.

Archer closed his eyes and let his head fall down onto the pillow beneath him when he felt Kurt guide the tip of his cock to his hole. Fuck, the guy must have prepped himself earlier, just to get ready for this. "Oh yeah," he groaned as he opened his eyes back up to better watch Kurt impaling himself on Archer's cock. "I know you can't resist me, Sir."

Kurt moved slowly at first, each small bounce he made making much more of Archer's thick dick inside of him. When he said that he stopped moving, grinning as he let himself sink all the way down, filled to brim with all of the man's cock, then stayed still. "Do you now?" He hummed, then moved both hands forward, his fingers sliding through the short locks of hair and pulling on them tight, at the same time he did the same with his tight muscle around his cock. "As much as you can't resist me, baby." 

Archer groaned when Kurt purposely slowed his rocking to a complete halt. He'd brought this on himself, but honestly, a bit of a break from the friction would help him hold on a bit longer after he'd been aroused for so long through all of the wax play. "You have more self-control than I thought, Sir," he said, and he licked his lips as Kurt's fingers found their way into his hair, his eyes widening a bit at the way Kurt tightened around him. "Mm, luckily I think both of us are on the same page here."

While he felt the burn and pain flooding through him with having his hole stretched to the max with the man's thick dick, for Kurt it was an added thrill to have that sort of control over Archer somehow, knowing perfectly well how the other man was now practically writhing to drill his ass the way he wanted to. "Hmm... I think I'm more capable of things than people give me credit for" he said with a chuckle, then begun to roll his hips slowly, a soft whimper falling from his lips as he felt the other twitching inside of him. "Oh, yes... So very lucky indeed" he said, then gave a harsh tug on Archer's hair, making him to throw his head down a little, but enough for Kurt to swipe his tongue all the way up the vein in his neck.

"God, you're such a fucking tease," Archer groaned, struggling to keep his hips still and his hands steady on the headboard. His instinct was to take charge and flip Kurt over so that he could pound into him, but he did know that he was going to have a damn good orgasm from letting Kurt take charge here. The pain from Kurt's fingers in his hair mixed with the pleasure of his warm tongue on his skin and the tight hole around his cock, and it all caused Archer to actually moan out loud. "Fuck, Sir," he groaned, "you've got to fuck yourself on me."

Even if he was feeling all sorts of thrills while making Archer practically squirm underneath him, such a strong man literally under his control, Kurt was quickly losing the control he had on himself, which allowed him not to move while he was filled to the base with the man's thick cock. So when Archer said those words, so hot and full with need, he knew he was right about that, because it was what both men wanted by now. The dry wax from Archer's chest had rubbed on Kurt's while he laid atop of him, so when he finally sat up straight, his hands now placed behind, and on the bed for support as he planted his feet on it, you could see the traces of wax peeling off his own chest. With a swift movement of his hips, he pulled himself up high, then fell hard on the man's cock. Soon he was bouncing and moaning shamelessly, each jump of his hips making him to impale himself hard and deep with the man's cock. "Fuck, you feel so good in me, baby... so fucking thick and good in my tight ass... mmm..."

Archer's mouth ran dry as he watched Kurt change position. He knew that this new position was going to make it so that his cock really fucked deep into the other man if he gave himself over to it, and sure enough, Kurt did just that. Archer's biceps flexed as he forced himself to hold more tightly onto the headboard. While he liked the challenge of having to keep himself still, he ached for the freedom that came with actually being bound. "Oh fuck, Sir," he groaned, throwing his head back against the pillow as he watched Kurt fuck himself on his dick. "Really not going to last very long here, fuck."

With his legs fully spread to give Archer a perfect view, and his hard cock bouncing up and down the same way he was, Kurt's hands fisted on the sheets tight, as he used all the strength in his thigh to push himself up, and every time he let himself fall their bodies clashed hard and raw, bones smacking and bruising, while he took the man's cock deep inside of him with every jump. He had his head thrown back at first, lost in the full delight that was fucking himself on Archer like that, but when he heard his words, full of lust and restrain, he pulled his head back and looked back  at him, the sight of him struggling with the need Kurt could read in his eyes perfectly making the Switch's cock leak with its own rapidly rising climax. "I  can feel that you're not, baby... You want to breed me just like this, or would you rather to have me underneath you, and pound my ass the way I know you're longing to? I'm giving you a choice, here... and either way, you will fill me with your cum until it drips out of my ass..."

Archer shook his head when Kurt gave him the option to flip them over and let himself fuck him as hard and fast as he wanted to. As much as he loved that, he wanted to complete the challenge he had set for himself at the beginning of this. "Stay like this, Sir," he managed to get out, his voice coming out strangled and a bit choppy as he worked to keep his orgasm at bay. "Love seeing you fucking yourself on me like this. And I-- want to keep my end of the deal. Earn that spanking from keeping myself still-- all the way through-- to the end."

There was no way Kurt would had refused what Archer had just asked, and in a way he was glad the man chose that option, for him to fuck his cum out of him while he rode his cock with a shamelessly amount of want and need. He didn't say anything, just reached out and let his fingertips brushed over the lines of his strong jaw and lips, as if he didn't know them by heart by now, then he sat up straight and jumped harder and faster on his lap, every bounce of his body making the pain that much greater, with that thick dick stretching his insides to the max. At times, he would stay down and clamped his now bruised muscle around the man's cock, only to start bouncing again, his own cock now dripping over Archer's abs. "Hmm.. so close now..." he breathed out, then looked down at him. "But I want you to cum first. I want to feel you warm slick filling me up... Breed me good, stud..."

Archer was glad when Kurt agreed to his choice not verbally but just by fucking himself that much harder on Archer's dick. He'd been turned on for what felt like hours now, and he was sure the wax on his body was all completely dry where it had landed. His arousal had been high since before they'd started, and feeling Kurt's ass clenching and sliding around him was quickly becoming too much for him to handle. "That's it, Sir, fuck--" He shouted out wordlessly as he came, his hands tightening even more around the bar of the headboard, his determination to stay put stronger than even the orgasm flooding over the rest of his body.

With the sinful delight of having his ass being nearly destroyed by Archer's cock, by his own doing, Kurt moaned out loud when he felt the man twitching inside of him, his eyes lost on the way Archer's climax seemed to flow through his body, his strong chest heaving as it came crushing down on him. Kurt's lips parted in bliss when he felt the warm slick filling up just right, and he stayed still for a couple of seconds to let the other feel it fully, then started to move again, slowly this time, slowly milking him out of every single drop he could squeeze out of him. "Fuck...mmm..." he moaned, then he leaned forward and kissed him hard, their lips, tongues and teeth clashing roughly, as he begun to bounce again on him, and it only took him a short while because he was also shooting his load all over his own stomach and Archer's.

Archer rode out his wave of pleasure as it crashed over him, Kurt still bouncing sinfully on top of him. Just as he started to worry that he was becoming too sensitive for this, Kurt followed him over the edge into pure bliss, and he moaned happily when he saw the way Kurt's come added an extra layer of art to the wax spread out across his chest and abs. "Fuck yeah, Sir," he moaned, his forearms flexing next to his head as he fought to keep his hands where they were. "You take one hell of a ride."

Kurt's body was shaking as he collapsed on top of Archer, gasping for breath, his face pressed on the man's neck. "Mmm... yeah... The best fucking kind of ride there is, baby...." He looked up at him and smiled softly, then he let his fingernails drag all over his strong arms, finally reaching his hands and lacing their fingers together. "You can touch me now."

Archer shivered involuntarily at the feel of Kurt's nails against his arms. Once he had permission to let go of the bed, he shifted his grip to Kurt's hands, bringing them down between their chests as he rolled them both onto their sides. "You're damn good at that," he said. "So, Sir? Did I earn my spanking?"

Kurt giggled as he was rolled on his side, his heart still beating too fast for him to gather a full coherent thought for a second or two. He wiggled his hips a little and pulled himself off Archer's cock. "You know me. I'm picky with the rides I like to take, and yours is definitely on the top three." He winked at him, then bit his lip down. "You sure did. You wanna slide to the edge of the bed and assume the position, Clarington?" He grinned.

"Top three?" Archer asked incredulously. "Come on, Sir. You don't have to hold back. My ego can take it if you want to tell me I'm the best damn ride you've ever had." He winked at him before letting go of his hands and moving to the edge of the bed, his feet sliding down to the ground for balance with his top half spread out over the mattress, leaving his ass on full display.

Kurt laughed heartedly at Archer's reaction. He knew that would be what he would say about that; and while he was indeed the best he's had in a while by far, it was also fun to let that tease to linger in the air. "I know your ego can take a lot, stud" he said playfully, then he rolled on the bed to sit beside Archer with his feet out of the bed . He had to bite back a moan when he felt Archer's cum dripping down his hole when he moved, but he didn't waste another second before he let his hand roam all over his firm buttocks. "Count them out loud" he said, then smacked his ass twice hard, one on each cheek.

Archer's heart began to beat a bit faster in anticipation of his spanking. There wasn't much that topped sex, but pain play could be pretty damn close. He didn't usually do it after his orgasm, though, so he was curious if it would be enough to get him hard again. "You've got it, Sir," he said, pushing his ass out further, just for fun. The smacks were hard but it was easy enough to keep his composure early on. "One and two, Sir," he counted obediently, eager for more.

Kurt was aware that it would take a lot more strength on his part to actually inflict the kind of pain Archer seemed to be craving, and he wanted to give him that, he wanted to do that for him. For the following smacks he cracked the knuckles on his right hand, even helped the process with his other hand to make it even harder. He kneeled behind him, and while doing his best not to be distracted by the sight of those strong buttocks perking up the way they were, he raised his hand high, then let it fall harder than before, three smacks in a row following suit.

Archer licked his lips when he heard what sounded like knuckles cracking somewhere behind and above him. It just made his anticipation increase, and he wasn't able to help the soft moan that escaped his lips when the next strikes landed on his ass. "Three, four, five, Sir," he said, keeping his voice carefully steady. His cock was starting to stir again, and he knew he'd be ready for round two before very long at all if Kurt kept this up.

His eyes darkened when he saw the slight, almost imperceptible way in which Archer's back trembled when the latest hits reached his ass, and him being as pale as the Switch as, it wasn't long before the marks of his hands started to show over the skin of his buttocks. He reached out and traced some of the lines of it, humming softly while he admired his work. "Perfect" he said with a low voice, then gave him four more smacks, each one followed by a pause of maybe a second before the next blow came, almost like teasing Archer in making him think he was done.

Archer's voice counted out each spank as it landed across his ass, the slower, staccato rhythm throwing him off just a little. His voice shook just slightly as he said, "Nine, Sir," but that was one of the few tells that would let Kurt know the spanking was working. His cock had quickly hardened and he was pretty sure he was leaking just a bit down onto the bed covers beneath him, but that didn't matter right now--he just wanted more.

Kurt's hand was already red from smacking Archer's ass that hard, especially considered his somewhat lean hand had been hitting a hard surface, like the man's strong buttocks were; but the burn in his hand meant nothing compared to the heat that ram through him while having the pleasure of watching the other man in a full submissive position, one that it wasn't usual for Kurt to see him at. One final blow came soon, one that actually managed to reach over both cheeks. It was impossible for Kurt not to see how hard Archer was at that point, a sight that was always nice for him to get to see.  "Look at how good you have been. I'm pleased with that, and with my work." He let his fingertips to trace the lines of the prints he had left on his ass, then gave it a final slight slap. "Why don't you get on the bed, and tell me what you want next?"

"Ten, Sir," Archer said with a grunt after the hardest strike yet landed right across the center of his ass. He let out a shaky breath when he realized that Kurt was done with the spanking, though the final little slap caught him off guard. "Mm-- eleven, Sir," he said cheekily before he crawled back onto the bed, lying down on his side. His ass was too sore to lie on his back, and he still had the remnants of wax littered across his front. "I want to come again, Sir," he said simply. "I'm down with however you want to make that happen. But, you know... more pain wouldn't go astray."

Kurt chucked, and managed to place a soft kiss on one of the many marks that were on one of Archer's buttocks as the other crawled back on the bed, then he stood there and look down at him for a couple of seconds. Even if at that moment what Kurt really wanted was to ride him until he rendered him dry, he also knew it wasn't about him at that point, but he had to take care of what the man, who now just happened to be under his wing, wanted. What he needed. Trying to think quickly about what he could do to get there, he finally felt a lightbulb going on inside his brain. "Hold on" he said, then went out of the room, and he was quickly making his way back from the kitchen, holding six small glass cups in his hands. "This usually is done with a special machine for it, which I don't have, but I think I can make it work. You think you could roll on your back, or would you rather to do it with you laying on your stomach?"

Archer closed his eyes while Kurt left the room. He wasn't sure what he could need that wasn't in the room, but mm, was it nice to just lie there and recover a bit... though his cock was much more happy to hear the other man's footsteps as he returned to the bedroom. He narrowed his eyes in confusion when he noticed the glasses, but he rolled obediently onto his back, hissing at the new pressure against his reddened ass. "This good, Sir?" he asked with a cheeky smirk.

While waiting for Archer to make a decision on how he wanted to lay on the bed, Kurt made the time to cut some of the candles they had used earlier on, some of them already spent enough to fit inside the small glasses he had brought with him. He gathered the glasses, candles and lighter on the bed, before climbing on the bed himself, more precisely on top of Archer's thighs. He had no doubt that being on his back, with his ass sore, plus his weight on his legs had to hurt somehow, but in the end, that's what he wanted in the first place. "Oh yeah... Very good. Very well done. You know I'm a sucker to watch your cock getting hard, and leaky." He grinned and carefully managed to place the six cups on differents spots on his chest, all erogenous spots, including the nipples,  the lower one resting on top of his pubic area, with the candles lit inside of them, so the heat and hot was focused on that very spot they were. "Take a deep breath. I'm going to burn you now. You think you'll be up to it?" If anything, Kurt needed to know if Archer was okay with it, to quickly pull the plug off in case he wasn't.

Archer breathed in sharply as Kurt settled in on top of his thighs, but that was all the outward sign he gave that he was experiencing any pain. He knew how to mask it well, even though they both knew that the heady combination of pain with pleasure was the goal for the scene. He let his breath go shallow as Kurt began to place the glasses on his skin, not wanting to accidentally jostle anything with too big of a breath. The heat this way was much different than the heat of wax landing on his bare skin. It was more constant, and it grew as time passed. He carefully took in a deep breath when instructed, and he gave him a slight nod. "You know I'm up for everything, Sir," he said, and he glanced pointedly at his hard dick. "Literally."

Kurt carefully placed every cup he had brought to the bedroom on the right spot, the heat generated inside slowly heating up the skin underneath it. "Oh, I know that... My strong man is able to take on anything, and that's just one of the many things I like about him" he said with a playful wink, feeling a slight warmth inside his chest when referring Archer as his, even if that was only for his own pleasure. He caught the not so obvious way in which Archer was looking at his cock and grinned. "So I see" he said, now moving to place the candle, with the glass on top of it just slightly above the head of Archer's cock. At the same time, he lowered his head on him and mouthed the base of his cock, teasing the sensitive skin there with his teeth.

Archer focused some of his attention on his breathing, the air moving smoothly in and out of his lungs a way to ground him even as Kurt ramped up the heat in the scene--literally. "Oh, fuck," he groaned as Kurt gave him more sensations to experience. Everything--his sore ass pressed into the mattress, the heat of the glasses, the one glass so close to his cock, the roughness of Kurt's teeth--it was swirling together in a heady mixture of pain and pleasure, and he was enjoying every second of it. "Don't stop, Sir, fuck--please!"

Kurt slowly dragged his tongue all the way up Archer's cock, the moist muscle flat and nearly wrapping itself all around the hard, throbbing member. "I wouldn't stop for anything in the world... I love seeing you like this. So undone... So fragile, even for a moment..." His slender fingers cupped under the heavy weight of the man's balls and fondled them gently, while all the cups placed all over the man's chest were already leaving red spots on the pale skin. He lowered his tongue on him again, his hand replacing his tongue on the man's cock, now firmly sucking on the sack, and then even venturing further down between his cheeks and licking his perineum slightly. "Should I stop now?"

Archer whimpered--he fucking whimpered--and he quickly shifted the sound into more of a moan. Kurt could do just about anything to him right now and he'd eagerly agree, his arousal so high that it was practically off the charts. "Fuck no," he said in response to Kurt's question. "Keep going, Sir, make me come again."

The sound that came from Archer made Kurt's cock stir with a new shockwave of lust, but he knew he had to focus on giving the other man what he had earned. Plus, it did things to him to get Archer like that- to be able to get Archer like that. It was almost like a juggling act, to hold the hot cup just slightly above the man's cock, his other hand stroking it firmly, while his tongue moved even further south between the man's cheeks, and he slowly licked the rim before he gave his hole a few laps. His thumb swiped the slit, which already oozed with slick, making his strokes that much swift.

If Archer had thought he was overwhelmed before, it was nothing compared to how it felt when Kurt's tongue made contact with his hole. "Fuck, Sir, please," he moaned as his hands balled into fists against the comforter beneath him. "So fucking close, Sir, please, need to come!" It took everything in him to hold his body still under the glasses and keep himself from tumbling over the edge without permission, but pretty soon, one thing or another was going to give.

Kurt moaned when the bitter taste of Archer's ass coated his tongue, his own cock leaking, while his fingers were getting covered with the slick that came out of the other man's.  Slowly, he pushed his tongue past the tight muscle ring and begun to bob his head, while he kept on stroking him. When what came out of Archer was nothing but a babbling begging sound, he almost pulled his tongue out to tell him he could, but somehow he couldn't find it in himself to part from his delicious treat. Instead, he moved his head faster, as well as his hand, as he hoped Archer would take that as a his own way giving him permission to come.

Kurt didn't give him verbal permission to come, but Archer had been pretty damn obvious about how close he was. The way Kurt started moving his tongue more insistently told him all he needed to know about what Kurt wanted from him right now, and he allowed his body to relax and just enjoy every sensation Kurt was giving it. It wasn't long before he was grunting out his pleasure as his cock shot ropes of come up his torso. "Mm, fuck," he moaned as he slowly came down from his pleasure. His voice was slow and lazy and completely content."You come yet too, Sir?"

The moment Kurt felt Archer's hole clenching around his tongue he immediately moved up and opened his mouth wide, purposedly swallowing whatever amount of cum he could, his hand splayed on top of the man's strong abs to try to calm him down. "Fuck, you look hot like this... gorgeous" he said, carefully taking all the cups off him, along with the  candles and making sure they were all out before putting everything on the floor, then he came back on the bed and gently kissed every red spot that was now all over the man's chest. "Not yet. I wanted you to feel this completely." He looked up at him from his spot on Archer's chest and grinned. "You were my priority."

Archer's eyes fell shut and he smiled softly as Kurt kissed along his heated torso. He was perfectly content right now in the way he only ever was after a good orgasm,. The way Kurt was taking care of him, while the pain of the scene lingered against his skin, just made him feel that much more boneless and happy. He blinked his eyes open slowly. "You deserve to come too, Sir," he said, his gaze shifting down toward where he knew Kurt's hard dick was pressed into the bed.

Kurt made sure not to trample Archer with his bodyweight as he kissed all the red spots over his torso and abs, the pad of his thumb stroking his hipbone gently as he did. He could hear, feel the man's breathing going much more calm and relaxed, and thus he knew he was completely sated, even with the rush still running through his veins from his high. He finally laid next to him, his fingertips now caressing his shoulder, then when he said that he bit his lip down, even blushed a little. "Perhaps I do, yes... Will do that for me, Archer?" He looked right into the man's dark honey colored eyes and grinned.

As Kurt joined him on his side, Archer shifted onto his side to face him. He gazed into the other man's bottomless eyes and slid his hand down his stomach, his fingers finally wrapping around his thick member. "My hand okay?" he asked as he began to stroke him. "You kind of wore me out for more than that."

As aroused as he was, the mere touch of Archer's fingers against his skin made him tremble a little, then he giggled and nodded. "That was my goal all along, but yes... It's okay." He bit his lip down.  "Can we kiss while you do it?"

Archer chuckled. "Goal achieved," he said as he continued to stroke him, flicking his wrist just a little each time as he approached the tip. "Mm, I'd say we could kiss, but biting down on your lip like that makes kissing a little challenging."

Kurt kept looking into Archer's eyes as he begun to stroke, every flick of his wrist making him gasp in a sinful way. "Hmm... And why would that make it- ah... difficult...?" He moved his hands up and held onto his shoulders, his body soon pushing into the firm stroke of his hand.

"Enjoying that, hm?" Archer asked with a teasing grin. He used Kurt's sounds as a guide for what was working well, and he adjusted his hand job to give him more of what he liked best. He pressed his lips against Kurt's for just a second or two before pulling back and leaving about an inch of space between them. "Because chewing on your lip makes it hard for me to do that."

Kurt moaned even louder at a particular twist of Archer's wrist, his toes curling into tight balls, then he looked at him and grinned, almost mimicking the wickedness on the grin that was given at him. He almost chased his lips as he pulled back, then giggled. "Always so gorgeous and smart" he breathed out, then he moved his lips closer until they were practically hovering over Archer's. "I'm not biting my lip now..."

"Damn straight I am, Sir," Archer teased, the breath of his laugh ghosting across Kurt's lips. With his hand still moving, giving Kurt everything he could muster, he closed the distance between them once more. His lips pressed hard into Kurt's, and after a moment, he deepened the kiss, his tongue seeking out the other's.

Every nerve in his body felt like it was on fire by now, and the moment their tongues touched, his lips parting willingly to let the other one in, it was like a rush that made him shake from head to toe. He sucked eagerly on Archer's tongue, at times their tongues swirling in between the small gap between their mouths, his fingernails scratching lustfully their way down the other's strong bicep.

Archer hummed happily into Kurt's mouth as the kiss turned passionate. He was exhausted from the entire scene, but he'd never turn down a kiss, and he needed Kurt to come again, too. "Come on, Sir," he murmured against his lips as his hand sped up on his shaft. "Let me make you feel as good as you've made me feel today."

Kurt gasped into Archer's mouth when he sudden felt the familiar tug in his stomach, his toes fisting into balls as he felt the overwhelming heat climbing up his back and tainting his cheeks. "You always do..." he breathed against his lips, his hands then holding onto his shoulders like a lifeline, his body shaking with delight as his stroke got faster, then with choked gasp he threw his head back and spilled his load into Archer's hand. Oh... my god...." he said with a shaky voice, his heart thumping inside his chest.

Archer knew Kurt was going to come a split second before he actually did, and he kept stroking him through the pleasure that crashed over him. His seed made for excellent lube, and Archer's hand slid effortlessly along Kurt's shaft, working out everything that he had in him. When Kurt was finally finished, Archer let go and brought his hand up in front of Kurt's mouth, one finger pressing against his lips. "Going to clean me up now, Sir?" he asked, cheeky.

Kurt whimpered, the waves of his orgasm running through him freely with every stroke of Archer's skillful hand, his hips even jerking a little with the remanent of delight before he let go of his cock. He still had his forehead pressed tightly against his, and it was only when he moved his cum coated hand up, that he pulled back just a bit, enough for the big hand to fit in the small gap between their lips. "Of course. I wouldn't leave you all sticky and dirty, now would I?" he said with a playful grin dancing on his lips, then he licked all the way up, from his knuckles up to his fingers, sucking gently on every digit as he kept his eyes fixed on his, humming as he felt his own taste dripping down his throat.

"Mmm," Archer hummed as Kurt's talented tongue cleaned his own jizz from Archer's fingers. If only he weren't absolutely spent from the rest of their scene, it would be enough to make him hard again, ready for another round. As it was, he moaned softly and leaned in for a dirty kiss once his hand was fully cleaned. Kurt — 10/22/2022Kurt put his arms around Archer's shoulders the moment their lips clashed together again, whimpering when he felt the roughness of his lips, teeth and tongue working together to claim his mouth in the most sinful way. He rolled on his back and pulled him along to rest on top of him, his fingers now running through the man's hair and stroking his scalp firmly. "God... I  can't get enough of you..." he breathed over his lips when they pulled back a bit, then chuckled softly and bumped his nose on Archer's.

Archer smiled lazily down at Kurt and gave him a much more chaste kiss than before. "You're insatiable, Sir," he teased. He slid his hand along Kurt's bare chest before tweaking one of his nipples with his thumb. "We should probably get cleaned up at some point, but let's just stay like this for a couple more minutes, hm?"