Arrangements, Zachary Quinto/Anton Yelchin, NC-17
Title: Arrangements
Author: 2_libras
Fandom: RPS
Pairing: Zachary Quinto/Anton Yelchin
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: This never happened and it all came out of our heads.
A/N: Written for the Obedience square of our kink_bingo card
Summary: Zach and Anton explore the paradigm of a new arrangement between them.
Zach sat to the side of the set, watching filming go on, and skimming a magazine someone had left on one of the offset tables. He was considering his options. He'd had an enlightening conversation with John the day before over lunch, and since then, almost all he could think about was Anton. Or the idea of John fucking Anton specifically. John had made it spectacularly clear that he didn't mind Zach messing around with the other man, since John had went out of town for the weekend, and he knew Anton would get lonely. Zach had tried to keep the idea in the 'bad' section of the things he'd heard in the last week, but the more he thought about it the more positive it became. He knew Anton could be discreet, because he never noticed anything other then playful banter between John and Anton. And the younger man was definitely cute, and Zach was trying hard not to go out of his mind in frustration on a set full of people that you didn't even need working eyes to see as beautiful. He silently thanked JJ for making it a voiceover day for him, giving him a day out of costume while some other shots were filmed, and Zach sat in an audio room with a microphone and a video of what had been shot, redubbing his lines. He glanced over at Anton, watching the other man shoot his shot for the fourth time and smiled at JJ's perfectionsim slightly.
Anton was really hoping the fourth time would be lucky, because god knew he understood the need to be perfect, and obedient, but he was getting sick of saying the lines in the accent. It made him think his voice would stay there, even though it hadn't yet. He knew, too, that he was just a little bit paranoid. That didn't matter. He delivered the line perfectly, and as they paused to see if it would be a take, Anton wished that John was in town. It wasn't that he objected to the other man spending time with his family - that had been understood since the start. Still, it didn't help Anton when he felt the need for company.
Zach waited for the scene to be called and stood, grabbing a bottle of water from beside him and walking a bit closer to the set, letting the other man see him before he held it out. "Your throat has to be dry. Repeating yourself is both annoying and frustrating. Trust me I know."
"Thanks," Anton said, taking a sip and smiling. "I know it's weird of me, but I keep thinking my voice is gonna stay like that. I think it's cause this is the first time I've used an accent."
"Its a charming accent at least. Could be much worse." Zach smiled. "You done shooting for the day? I had something I wanted to discuss without wandering ears." He glanced around the room.
"If the take took," Anton knew that was terrible grammar, but he knew Zach would know what he meant, "yes." He wondered what Zach would have to ask him. "Not heading out with Chris?" he asked, as they spent most of their spare time together.
"No, he's got family dinner tonight." Zach smiled. "So it looks like I'm open to invites." He smiled.
"Dinner?" Anton asked. "Maybe we could get take out and watch a game or something?"
"That sounds good. My place?" He raised an eyebrow. "You in the mood for anything for dinner?"
"Not really," Anton said. "You pick."
"I am in the mood for something pasta. There's a good organic Italian place on the way to my place." He suggested.
"Perfect," Anton's first instinct had been for noodles or pasta, but he'd deferred to Zach anyway.
"Cool. I'm gonna go grab my stuff, you go change and we'll meet in the lot?"
"Okay, your car or mine?" Anton asked. He waited to hear what Zach would say.
"Well, mine unless you'd rather do both." Zach was testing the waters, seeing if the other man was against staying the night.
"I can lock mine and leave it here until after the weekend. If I need to, I can grab a cab," Anton said. He didn't think Zach could be talking about... about anything, but...
"How eco-friendly of you." Zach teased. "I think I have the number in my phone. What do you want? I can call it in so we can grab it on the way." He fought to keep his eyes on the other mans face, even if he was wondering what compromising positions he could get him in later.
"Hmm, fettuccine Alfredo," Anton said after thinking for a moment. He liked cream sauces. "Maybe a beer?"
"I've got a six pack of something decent at the house. Bought them last night on the way home but ended up sleeping before I had one. Guess I really didn't need to relax as much as I thought." He laughed softly.
That made Anton laugh. "They worked you too hard to need it, huh?" he teased. "Still at least it's there for us today."
"Never hurts to have a few around for the nights I can't sleep. If I drink one, by myself in front of the t.v. its better then any medication for knocking me out. Doesn't have the same effect if others are around luckily." Zach grinned. "Go get changed before they decide they need you to talk funny again."
"That's good," Anton nodded, and he ducked into his dressing room after looking around and getting a signal from one of the assistants that it would be okay.
Zach nodded, moving to his dressing room, and grabbing his bag to take with him. He made sure all of the essentials were in it and said good bye to a few people, wandering out to wait by his car, lighting a cigarette to pass the time.
Anton changed out of the uniform, leaving it for wardrobe to pick up, and picked up his own paraphernalia, including lube - not that he was thinking it, he'd just started carrying it since things had started with John.
Zach leaned against the hood of his car, clicking through his phone and chuckling at a few random text messages he'd forgotten to reply to until then and called in their food while he waited. He glanced up when he saw the other man exit. "You change fast, I thought I'd have more time." He held up the cigarette sheepishly.
"No worries, you can finish it," Anton said. "I'm not in that much of a hurry." He leaned against the car too.
Zach nodded. "I don't smoke often. Its kinda like that end of the day beer for me. Or if I'm at a party. God help anyone who has cigarettes at a party. I'm a menace when I'm drinking and I want one. I'll beg plead and borrow to get one." He grinned.
"Really?" Anton smiled. "I can't imagine you begging." He relaxed against the car. "No matter what people say, there are totally worse habits if it's just one occasionally."
"Well, depending on the person it could be propositioning too, but that also depends on how much I've drank." Zach put his phone in his pocket, taking a deep breath and another hit of his cigarette, thinking. "I had lunch with John yesterday."
"I see," and then Anton did a double take. "You did? What did you talk about?" He tried not to squeak the words.
"Anal retentive directors, pranks to pull on Chris, and you... mostly." He glanced at Anton. "Hes really fond of you."
"Well, you could talk about the first a lot, if I can help with the second, let me know, and I'm very fond of him too," Anton said. He felt Zach should know this.
Zach nodded, leaning forward to crush out his cigarette before taking it to the garbage can nearest them and tossing it out. "I'm glad. I like seeing my friends happy. I envy you both actually. Don't really have what you have with him with anyone right now." Zach hit the unlock on his car before slipping into the passenger seat and tossing his bag in the back.
"You know all you'd need to do is say the word to Chris," Anton said as he got in. "It's so clear from the way he looks at you."
"I know, I also know he's my best friend. Not sure if risking that is worth the comfort of someone to have in my bed." He sighed. "Not that I don't want too, I'd have to be a fool to not see how attractive he is. I just like having someone smart and witty to be around who isn't only using those skills to get a hand in my pants." He glanced at Anton. "I'm afraid that might change if he succeeded."
Anton nodded. "Sometimes making that step is hard, it was with John," he said. "But it has only been better for us," he smiled. "Not that I suppose it would be the same for everyone but at least there's a good example for you?"
Zach shrugged. "John said that you guys had, I guess an arrangement?" Zach glanced at Anton, unsure if he was supposed to know about that much of their relationship, even though John had swore up and down it was okay.
"I would've said it was a little more than just an arrangement," Anton frowned. "Unless that's how John put it, of course."
"He didn't really give it a term, that's me trying to find the right one." Zach smiled. "He said you do what he wants you too."
"Kind of, yes," Anton nodded. "I'm his, uh... sexually." He flushed deeply. "But we're not exclusive or anything..."
Zach nodded, pulling the car out of the parking lot. "This conversation felt a lot less awkward in my head, just so you know." He laughed. "I've had friends in open relationships before but he said your more submissive then that, and if he told you too, that you'd fuck someone else. That's not a bad thing but its different then what I'm used to and its making this awkward."
"I'm glad it's not just me who feels a little awkward," Anton said. "I'm not sure what to say or not say, but I'm comfortable with you." He thought about it. "I am, but I can go either way it depends on a lot of things. I would, but it'd have to be someone I wanted too." He nodded. "If it helps at all, I'm not used to any of this."
"He said your both kinda feeling it out as you go, I think that's why I'm okay talking about it. Your equally as lost about it." He laughed. "Would you..." He tapped his fingers on the steering wheel for a moment.
"It kind of helps to have someone to talk about it with who isn't John," Anton said. "Would I what?"
"Is there anyone else on set you'd consider?" Zach kicked himself internally for not having the balls to ask the question he wanted too, but he couldn't help being shy about this situation.
"Half the cast..." Anton said. "Though I would flush so much if it were Zoe or Rachel. For some reason I'm just... better with guys. Doesn't mean I don't like women, just that it's... awkward." He thought a little more. "Serious possibilities, as long as it was reciprocated, outside of John are Karl, you and Chris. Maybe Bruce but even though I like a Dom he might go that little bit further and actually scare me."
"He seems like he'd be harsh if you upset him. But that just means he'll be better to you on the good times." Zach considered. "I've usually played your role, or closer too it I think. But I am more then slightly intrigued by the idea of playing the opposite side of things."
"That's a point," Anton nodded. "Really?" he smiled. "I have done it, but not a lot. I tend to inspire the other side, I'm told."
Zach nodded slowly. "I get a lot of guys who don't think they're all that toppy and then we get in bed and their fucking my brains out. Apparently inspiration runs in us both. I've never done something as intense as what you guys are doing though."
"Interesting because when I've thought of you," Anton said, "it wasn't with you... uh..."
"So... what was it with me doing then?" Zach glanced over at the other man, a small smirk on his lips.
"You weren't the sub," Anton could feel the flush rising on his skin. Dammit, he hadn't blushed this much since talking about Zoe with John.
"C'mon man, I want more detail than that." Zach smiled. "Curious to know what kind of lover you think I am."
"Well..." Anton tried not to look at Zach. "I don't know... I imagined you like John, I guess. Not the same because everyone is different, but...."
"Your cute when you blush. John said if you were interested... I could. I'm kinda curious whats expected of me." Zach let his eyes roam Anton slightly before glancing up and pulling them into the driveway of the restaurant, pulling into a parking spot near the front.
"Did he now?" Anton asked, and he was aware of every movement of Zach's eyes. "I guess I am," he said.
"I'm going to go get the food, when I come back I want answers about what you thought about. Okay?" He unbuckled his belt. "The more detail, the merrier." He opened his door, slipping out and into the restaurant before giving Anton a chance to fight it.
"He wants details, oh my god," Anton buried his face in his hands. "How am I going to do that as we... as we drive along?" He realised then that he was talking aloud. "But he wants it and I suppose I should..."
Zach came back out a few minutes later, putting the food on the floor in the backseat and slipping into the driver side, buckling in and looking over at Anton. "So, talk." He started the car, pulling out of the lot a second later.
"Well..." Anton began. "I... fuck, this is hard to put into words. Somehow, I think I expected it to be a little easier." He sighed. "Well, I... I imagined you... that you'd push me down and make me suck you."
"Was I rough or just firm?" Zach asked, genuinely curious.
"Mostly firm, but you pulled on my hair a little. That really does it for me," Anton said. "You weren't ever rough," he said. "Not unless I wanted that."
"So mostly you just like dominance not always pain? Because there's a limit to what I think I could do as far as hurting anyone, especially you." He thought about it. "After that, then what?"
"I kind of imagined serving you more than anything with pain beyond maybe a little spanking," Anton said. "Doing anything you wanted me to."
"That sounds nice. I bet you'd like my hands. I've been told I'm very good with them in damn near every way." He smirked.
"If it pleases you to let me find out, I think I'd like that," Anton said.
"It does, I really enjoy the idea of figuring out how far I'll let it go, how far you'll go." He glanced around them, seeing the road they were on was basically empty. "Put your hand on my lap, I want you to see how much I like the idea."
"You really do, huh?" Anton teased as he traced the shape of Zach's cock through his pants. "I made you this hard?"
"Yeah, with a little help from my dirty mind picturing what I'd do to you if you said yes." He thrusted his hips into the soft touch.
"May I ask what you would like to do to me?" Anton asked, stroking a little harder.
"Well, I thought a lot about your mouth on my cock. About cuffing your hands and sucking your cock while you writhed under me..." His voice lowered slightly as he spoke.
"I'd like that," Anton said. "I think I'd like anything you wanted me to do."
"I think the hottest thing about this is how willing you are to be out of control completely. Its so hard for me to do that, I admire you for it." He said softly. "You have any boundaries?"
"More pain than we already talked about, anything actually degrading," Anton said. "For now, at least, on both. Bathroom sex, animals, all that, but I doubt it's something that would come up."
Zach nodded. "Gags, bondage, that's all okay?"
"I'd rather leave the gags off the first time," Anton said. "That's not an always thing but... just to start."
"That's fine, I just wanted to clarify. I don't think I'd want you gagged either. I want to hear what you sound like. I have all the stuff at my house for me, for when I'm with someone of the more aggressive type." He smiled coyly. "I really like it myself."
"I can see that. And I can FEEL how much you like the idea of me under you," Anton teased.
"Oh your going to feel it even clearer when we get inside." He pulled up to his house, pulling into the driveway. "Nothing handsy outside the car, the Paps have been camping out and they drive me crazy."
"Of course," Anton pulled his hand back even before the car had stopped. "I know what you mean though they were never that bad to me, at least so far. I guess when it's me or Robert, Robert's a lot more newsworthy."
"Give it time. you'll be newsworthy. I'm sure of it. You've got skill." Zach slipped out of the car, grabbing the bag off the floor of the back seat and heading toward the front door.
Anton followed and caught a few flashes going off, but he didn't look back. He just walked in behind Zach. "Damn," he said.
"They have no idea how fucking annoying they are I don't think. I like it best when Joe's with me cause he snaps pictures back and tells them for his harassment suit." He laughed, shaking his head and unlocking the door.
"That's amusing," Anton said. "At least you get something out of it." He had liked Joe the couple of times he'd met him.
"The beauty of him usually being on that side of the camera is that he can be a dick and have a right too. I know I chose this life." Zach let them in and moved to set the food on the kitchen counter.
"Can I get plates or anything for us?" Anton asked.
"Go ahead, the that cupboard right there." He pointed, kneeling to give Noah a happy pet.
Anton reached up to get the plates, not even realising that his jeans stretched tight over his ass as they did. He took a second finding the plates, then put them down. "Silverware in these drawers?" he asked Zach.
Zach nodded. "Yes. You are at just the right level right now." Zach teased, getting bold and reaching out to grab the other mans ass.
Anton melted. "I think I am, yes," he purred softly. "Right level for you to do absolutely anything and for me not to be able to resist..."
Zach smiled up at Anton, his hand slipping upward to scratch lightly at the other mans lower back. "Don't tempt me. We'll never get to food and I think we both need it."
"Okay but once we're done eating, I'm allowed to tempt?" Anton asked. He was hungry too, but he knew that if Zach had said it could wait, he would have waited.
Zach nodded. "After we're done, I won't need tempting. I'll be taking what I want then." He smiled. "Maybe even over the counter like this..."
"Whatever you want," Anton said. "I'm yours," he said softly. "To do with as you please. Just here for your pleasure... Sir."
Zach stood, peering down into Anton's gaze. "That is incredibly hot coming from your mouth."
"Would you like me to continue it?" Anton asked. "Or is it too tempting?"
"Oh you'll continue it all right. I won't have it any other way." Zach murmured. "I don't mind a little temptation, it will keep the fire burning. Not that just looking at you won't."
"As you wish, Sir," Anton said, moving to pick up the silverware for them. "Napkins, Sir?" Okay that one was MAYBE a little bit of a tease.
Zach smirked. "Yeah, we'll need them, the pasta has a lot of sauce with it." He moved to the kitchenette, bringing the bag along.
"That it does," Anton grinned. "I like cream sauce... so where would the napkins be?"
Zach motioned to a dispenser that sat in the corner opposite the sink. "Or if your a really sloppy mess, the paper towel roll is under the sink." Zach teased back.
"I'm not that bad," Anton said. "Not usually, anyway. I don't think my hands will shake that much..." he picked up the dispenser and put it on the table.
Zach pulled the first box out, checked it and handed it to Anton. "I will warn you, you'll be making excuses to go there for dinner after this."
"Well, I think I might be asking John out after tonight to thank him," Anton said. "And to welcome him home and... other things." He took a forkful. "Oh my god, that's almost better than sex. Emphasis on the almost."
Zach laughed softly. "The restaurant's nice inside too. All organic ingredients, and they even have a Vegan section on the menu. Sometimes this city feels too trendy for its own good, but I give them credit for trying to accommodate others." Zach opened his box, pushing some onto his plate and settling into his chair. "The owner goes to the same coffee place as me and stuck flyers all over the damn building." He chuckled.
"I used to think it was trendy, but when you think about it there are people who really feel ethical about being vegan, or who need to be for health reasons, so I think it can be a good thing. It's just that when people evangelise," Anton shook his head.
"I know, I get the morality, but I couldn't give up cheese or chicken. I think I eat one or the other in everything I eat." He laughed.
"I hope the cheese part is breakfast," Anton continued to eat, not quite able to stop even for more of Zach's story.
"Sometimes. From this place its their amazing lasagna." He smiled. "Or cheesecake for dessert."
"So you're not perfect all the time," Anton grinned. "I've been known to eat chocolate cake for breakfast. It has eggs in it, I think was the excuse I used once."
"It does. And plenty of calories for a burst of energy." Zach took a bite of his food. "I usually have pizza for breakfast if there's left overs. Its easy and good cold generally. Plus with the right toppings you get more variety."
"Only cold, because if you microwave it somehow it loses the 'edge' - or at least that's how I feel," Anton said. "I don't know why..." he sucked on the fettuccine.
Zach watched him suck in the noodle, diverting his eyes to his food at the last minute. "It does. And edge is always a good thing in breakfast food, I think." He glanced up, trying to stay serious. "But your breakfast cake is definitely the edgiest breakfast I know."
"You know, I bet your cock would be edgier," Anton shot back. He hadn't even been asked to stay - yes, it might have been implied but he hadn't - and here he was talking about sucking on Zach's cock in the morning. It felt... rather good, actually.
Zach eyed him for a moment. "That's assuming I don't wake you up by pushing two fingers inside to lube you up so I can fuck you. I usually wake up really horny."
"Maybe I'd have enough lube left in me from the night before?" Anton suggested. "Or you could still be inside me even... John and I fell asleep like that one night and he got hard when I woke up and... that was hot," he grinned.
Zach nodded. "I'd have to check, make sure there was still enough. I don't want to harm you even to appease my morning wood." He took another bite, trying to stifle his own moan at the thought.
"I'd only ask for more if it was needed, though, because I'm yours," Anton said. He hadn't even realised that he'd slipped into that mindset fully with Zach yet.
"I don't doubt that you'd still be wet enough for at least me to slide in that first time... see if your ass was okay from the night before." He slipped his foot over to tease the side of the other mans leg.
"I'd beg you for more right away, I wouldn't be able to help it," Anton could see his hand trembling as he tried to eat some more.
"You really love getting fucked don't you... that's amazingly sexy. Even if you were sore you'd let me fuck you senseless wouldn't you?" Zach's foot stroked the other mans leg through his pants, tracing a slow path up and down, trying both to arouse the other man and soothe him slightly.
"I do, I love to be fucked, taken, possessed by someone who I want," Anton nodded. "I would if I was sore but not if it would hurt too much, you know?" He was calming just enough to keep eating.
Zach nodded. "Its an amazing feeling to give yourself entirely to someone. To lose control and the the other person make you feel whatever they want too."
"I want to give myself to you that way," Anton whispered. "I want you to tell me exactly what you want me to do and make me feel amazing."
"And I will, but not until you've eaten enough that I know you'll have the energy to keep up. Part of my job as your Sir is taking care of your needs." Zach smiled softly.
"I know," Anton kept eating. "Let me know if there's anything else you need me to do," he said, smiling softly. "That I'm not already doing."
"Sitting there being so fucking cute my cock hurts is more then enough." Zach grinned. "Once I've eaten more I'll tell you what I want next."
"Maybe I can kiss it better later," Anton said, eating slowly. "If that pleases you, Sir, of course."
"Oh your going to kiss it plenty. And suck it, and you'll love it." Zach shifted slightly in his chair.
"Just tell me what you want," Anton said. He continued to eat, as Zach had said he wanted that. "Tell me what to do and how you like it..."
"I think as long as your mouth is around my cock I'll be happy, but I fucking love face fucking. Makes me sound far kinkier then I probably am...but god I love knowing I'm shoving my cock as far as I can down a willing throat." He groaned.
"God..." Anton sucked harder on the fork than he planned to, and he started when he realised he had. He took another bite, flushing. "I think I'd like that too..."
Zach smiled at the other mans reactions. "Grab a handful of your hair and thrust down your throat till you almost gag on it."
"Swallow you so deep I nearly can't tell where we separate," Anton groaned, softly. "I would... fuck."
"You will. Your going too, not much longer either before you get to taste my cock. I bet you can't wait." Zach said, taking a drink to try to calm himself.
"I can wait, because it's what you want," Anton said. "But if I weren't yours? I would... I would be all over you right now."
"Some time I might like to try that too." Zach smiled at him. "The thought of you rubbing yourself on me like a cat in heat is too hot not too enjoy."
"Just let me know, but it will be as you want it," Anton said softly. "I wouldn't be the one to launch myself even if I would really like to." He shifted a little himself.
"Your so adorable when you squirm. I could get used to seeing that when I'm around." Zach joked.
"You probably will," Anton admitted. "I get like this around men I trust enough to want."
"It will be even worse when you know I've seen you come." Zach set down his fork. "Though I'm sure I'll feel a little awkward as well."
"Maybe, it isn't that bad around John," Anton said. "Not unless we're alone. Then, well, it's pretty full on."
"Oh I'll find a way to make you squirm. I can't help but enjoy the thought of it." He smirked.
"You will probably just have to say the right thing the right way," Anton smiled. "You kind of have an effect on me."
"I honestly hadn't noticed, I kinda figured you flirted with anything on two legs. Not calling you a slut, I didn't really think you had sex as much as you talked about sex, but I didn't realize it was anything more then just playfulness until yesterday at lunch with John. Started the conversation bitching about how much time is lacking for a relationship because of the movie, and John mentioning that he had two lovers at the moment like he was asking for the salt. He clarified more details, and offered to give me permission to sleep with you...I didn't think he was serious without some serious pushing on his part." Zach studied the other man.
"I'm not sure what that says about me," Anton said. "I do flirt a lot, and wow... that sounds like John," Anton laughed. "Got to say, I love the guy's zen attitude. Except when it's really irritating of course." Anton nodded. "We've talked about this. I'm glad he said it was okay."
"He said you'd mentioned being attracted too me. And not just in a passing 'I'd fuck him' kind of way. It actually kinda surprised me. Not entirely sure why it did honestly. Just kinda figured you were all swagger to a point." Zach shrugged slightly.
"When I'm really attracted to someone it's much more than just a 'I'd fuck him/her' way," Anton said. "But I don't know why you'd be shocked that anyone would want you. You're so hot."
"I don't think I'm hideous, don't get me wrong. But you could have half of Hollywood between being a musician and an actor. Just never figured I'd stood out from the flock." He set his elbow on the table and rested his chin on his palm. "Your hard to get a read off of. Hell till John told me you were fucking him I honestly wasn't even sure you were actually bi and not just playful."
"Seriously?" Anton smiled at Zach. "I didn't know I hid it that well. And I'll even admit some of it's playful, but I would never flirt as much as I do with you and not mean it."
"Well its not like you hide it. But we're in LA, you can't ever tell who's genuine when your in a crowd. Hell, most of the time even one on one its a struggle to see who's acting their life as much as their roles." He shook his head. "I just learned a long time ago to not take anything seriously when it comes to guys flirting. Learned that the hard way a long time ago."
"Yeah I know what you mean," Anton nodded. He slid a hand into Zach's free one. "I always mean it." He squeezed, gently. "I'll never hurt you that way."
Zach smiled and pulled the other mans hand to his lips, gently kissing it. "Thank you, and I do believe you, don't worry."
"Good," Anton smiled. "I also want to say that I don't go beyond flirting unless I mean it. With you I really mean it. John knows that, too."
Zach nodded. "That said...I think we should put the food in the fridge and get to that part of the night before I can't restrain myself and I just fuck your brains out over my dinner table."
"Well, if it's what you want, I'm yours," Anton said. "But yeah... we could eat the leftovers for breakfast."
Zach smiled slightly at that. "I don't mind in the least, but I love the fact that you assumed you'd be staying the night." He stood, cleaning the little bit left on his plate back into the carry out container.
"I thought that was implied back in the conversation, sorry if I overstepped," Anton said, withdrawing for a moment. He knew he'd been wrong to think that. "I'm sorry, Sir."
Zach set his plate down, pulling the other man up to stand gently. "You'll know if you've done something wrong. I'll tell you. I'm not angry or upset. I actually think its a refreshing change of pace considering the last person I slept with ran out of here like I'd grown a third head." He set a hand on the side of the other mans neck.
"Okay," Anton nodded, nuzzling into the touch. "I wouldn't do that, either," he said. "I'd at least tell you if I was leaving. Seems like you're picking up a bunch of losers."
"More like closet cases. I have bad taste I guess. Their always good in bed though, so at least I've got good fuck radar going." He laughed softly. "Sometimes that's all I want."
"Well, that's something but I wouldn't be ashamed to be seen with you. I mean, you get discreet but not in the closet," Anton said. He turned to kiss Zach's palm. "Now, how do you want me, Sir? And where?"
Zach debated that for a moment. "I think I want to give you a chance to show me how good with your mouth you are first." He smiled, moving and putting their food in the fridge and their plates in the sink. "Just the question of where is the issue. I've got a whole house to myself after all."
Anton stood, head bowed, just waiting for Zach to say where. He would do anything Zach wanted him to.
"C'mon, I think we'll go for the bedroom. I have black sheets and you'll look amazing spread out on them. But don't get into bed until I say you can." He held out a hand.
Taking Zach's hand, Anton walked behind him. He couldn't help his eyes moving down to watch Zach's ass as they went along.
Zach led him into the bedroom, its walls were a deep blue, and the bed was jet black. "I want you to kneel and put your back to the wall." He motioned to a wall nearby, and then at the mirror hanging not far from it. "I want you to be able to see yourself like this."
Anton presumed that his clothes would come off later, when Zach wanted them too. He walked to the wall and knelt. He could see himself in the mirror and smiled at Zach before folding his hands together and bending his head.
"That's good. Your very obedient. John said you were new to this, I figured you'd be a bit more untamed." Zach crouched down. "It really very sexy how well you've been whipped into shape." He stroked his fingers down Anton's chest.
"I want to obey you. You will have to get me in a mood one day and see how bad I can be," Anton said. "But right now? I just want to be yours so completely, Sir."
"Good. Now, I want you to tap my thigh twice if its too much and you can't handle it, okay?" Zach studied him closely. "I don't want you passing out or throwing up."
"As you wish, and I don't want to either," Anton nodded. He looked up at Zach. "You're beautiful, Sir." He relaxed his jaw.
Zach leaned in and gave him a gentle kiss, their lips barely touching. He let out a soft sigh and pressed more firmly.
Anton opened his lips obediently and sighed into Zach's mouth.
Zach slipped his tongue into the other mans mouth, tasting him greedily for a few seconds before pulling away. "We can make out for hours after... I... need to know what your mouth feels like on my cock."
"I will hold you to that," Anton moaned softly. "I like the feel of your mouth. But for now, Sir, please may I have your cock?"
Zach nodded, standing and unhooking his belt, slipping his zipper down slowly and pushing them down slowly to free his cock. "God even the pressure off it feels so much better."
Anton swallowed. "You have a beautiful cock, Sir. I can't wait to taste it."
Zach slipped his pants off, kicking them off his ankle behind him. "You going too get too right now." He tugged off his shirt, tossing it into the pile with his pants and leaning forward to brace his hands on the wall, letting his cock sway slightly in front of Anton's face. "Open your mouth."
Anton already had his mouth half opened but he widened his lips and let his tongue move out. "Please," he begged softly.
Zach pressed inside then, slowly letting the other man take him in. He watched closely, enjoying the sight of it. "So hot and moist." He murmured.
Anton sucked hard, using his tongue on Zach's cock, tracing the unfamiliar contours and licking under the head, putting pressure there.
"You like sucking dick... I can tell. Fuck that so hot." He groaned softly.
Anton just moaned and continued, doing all he could to make Zach feel good, all the things he liked himself.
Zach reached a hand down, fisting it in the other mans hair and pressing deep into Antons mouth with a growl. "Fuck... look at yourself... you see what a cock loving boy you are?"
Anton did, glancing over and groaning deeply, seeing what a whore he looked taking Zach's cock. He loved it though, and felt his cock get harder.
Zach gave a gentle thrust then, testing the other mans throat and gag reflex. "Feel good?" He asked softly.
Anton nodded, smiling around Zach's cock. He looked up, taking more of the other man's cock in.
Zach gasped softly at the sensation of the other man taking him down so easily. "God your good at that. Mouthwhore."
Anton would nod, but he had a mouth full of cock and the angle wasn't quite right to nod. He agreed, though, he was a whore for Zach as much as he was for John.
Zach let himself thrust a bit more naturally, adjusting to the sensations and moaning. "If I could get you trained to take this as rough as I can go, I'd probably never need a steady boyfriend." He laughed quietly, distracted by the feelings.
That made Anton frown, not the part about training him, but the not needing a steady boyfriend. He thought that was what was missing in Zach's life, but it wasn't his place to say.
"God you feel so good around me...." He pressed deep and tugged Anton's hair gently with a growl.
Anton swallowed harder, working his throat muscles around Zach's cock, groaning too.
Zach pulled his cock away, stopping himself more because he wanted more then just that then anything else. "I'm going to fuck that pretty little ass of yours... but before that happens you'll have to strip for me."
"Yes, Sir," Anton nodded. "Now? Do you want a show or just for me to get naked fast and do it as erotically as I can?"
Zach stepped back, settling on the edge of the bed. "Give me a show. Make me want to fuck you hard and rough into the mattress."
Anton smiled, moving seductively but working on his shirt as he swayed his hips, then circled them. He conjured up music in his head, moving to the rhythm, humming along softly.
"Do you think your sexy Anton? Do you know how fucking hot you are?" Zach leaned back on his elbows, getting comfortable to look the other man over.
"I'm not bad, Sir," Anton said. "I'm young and I've got a decent body. I'm more beautiful when someone finds me that way," he said.
Zach smiled at that. "And whats your favorite part about your body? When you look in the mirror what parts do you really like?"
"I like my legs, my eyes and my lips," Anton said. "I think I've got a pretty good ass, but I can't see that most of the time."
Zach nodded. "All of that is true. I like your stomach as well. You'd make a lovely plate." Zach gave his cock a gentle stroke, just teasing himself.
"You think so?" Anton laughed, all the while moving his body and getting his clothes off. Then he was naked, and he knelt beside the bed again.
"Yes, I do...Maybe I'll test my theory another time. For now, I want you to get up on this bed and let me inspect your ass. I want to taste you." He patted the bed beside him. "Kneel facing the headboard first."
Anton got up on the bed and did as Zach said, getting into position. "Do you want me to hold onto the headboard?" he asked.
"No, just stay kneeling for a second, I want to look you over." Zach traced his fingers down the curve of the other mans back.
Anton stayed as still as he could, but he couldn't help a shiver of reaction to Zach's touch.
"I'd like to take my time one day and nip every inch of your skin. Make you tremble just from restraining yourself, make you come without even touching your cock." He slipped a hand under, grazing along Anton's stomach. "I don't have nearly the restraint for that tonight."
"I almost wish you did," Anton murmured, whimpering softly. "But only almost. I'm not sure I could withstand it either, but it would be fun to try."
"We will. As long as John allows me to have you again, we'll do that." He said softly.
"I hope he will," Anton said. "I mean... there's no reason he wouldn't..." he shuddered. "Maybe he could even watch us..."
"When was the last time he fucked you? Did he use a condom?" Zach ran his hand over the curve of the other mans ass.
"Last night," Anton said. "We don't use them." He arched slightly into the touch.
"So there's probably at least a slight bit of him left inside of you. That's incredibly hot to me for some reason." Zach teased a finger down the other mans crack gently.
"It is," Anton said, shuddering. "God, Sir, you feel amazing. Just that light touch is making me so hot for you."
"That's because your mine." He pressed a fingertip to the other mans opening. "You'd like your other master to watch me fuck you wouldn't you?"
"I am," Anton said. "I'd love it and so would he, he'd love to watch me used and taken by another man... by you."
"God..." Zach pressed his finger inside just a bit, being careful because of the lack of lubrication.
"That feels so good," Anton murmured. "I know it's just a little of your finger but it's so good... must be because it's you, Sir."
"Or because your so fucking horny your cocks throbbing." Zach teased, pulling his finger away and leaning in to press his tongue to the hole, teasing lightly.
"It could be... oh god SIR!" Anton cried out. "SIR! MORE!" he knew he was shouting but he couldn't help it and if Zach wanted him to be quiet he'd let him know.
Zach groaned softly. "Your a tongue whore too....god your going to be fun to play with." He pressed his tongue inside then.
"I'm a whore for anything in my ass, Sir," Anton moaned. "Tongues might even be the first choice... at least if they feel as good as yours does."
Zach chuckled lightly, pressing his tongue deeper, his hand slipping forward to tug on Anton's balls.
"Oh... oh god, yes," Anton moaned. "God, Sir, feels so goddamn amazing with you."
Zach pulled away. "If I tell you to put your hands on the head board and not let go, you will behave. If you don't you get cuffed and gagged. I don't really want to gag you because I want to hear you moan, so don't make me have too." He said firmly. "I could spend hours with my tongue in your ass. Probably will that next time when I want to drive you crazy."
"Of course I will, is that what you want me to do?" Anton asked. "To hang onto the headboard?" He shivered. "I wouldn't mind getting cuffed... but if you want me to do that you'll have to say it in so many words. I would love for you to do anything you wanted to do to me for hours."
"I want to test your will power. Put your hands on the headboard, grab the top if you have too, and don't let go." He licked the other mans opening again.
Anton did, his fingers curling over the top of the headboard and he held on, moaning deeply as he felt Zach's tongue. "Fuck, yes, so good, Sir."
"Would you rather have this then my cock?" Zach asked. "Because if you want my cock you better start asking for it."
Anton had to consider that for a moment, because Zach's tongue was amazing, but on the other hand... "Please, Sir, may I have your cock? Would you take me so hard I can feel it tomorrow?"
Zach groaned into the other mans skin softly. "Keep going." He murmured.
"Please, open up my whore hole and fuck it in the way it needs to be punished," Anton begged.
Zach slipped his hand up, pressing two fingers in then, knowing the lubrication from his tongue would just be enough to make it tolerable. "Fucking whore..."
"For you, for your cock," Anton groaned. "Please, Sir... please."
Zach crooked his fingers, pressing them deep and teasing the other mans prostate before pulling them out and thrusting in again directly into it. "You can be louder then that. You were for my tongue."
"SIR!" Anton cried out, partly because Zach had said and partly because he was startled into it. "PLEASE GIVE ME YOUR COCK!"
"That's better..." Zach thrusted his fingers a few more times before pulling away and grabbing lube from the bedside. "Your lucky I've got this handy because I was fucking myself last night. I could just make you go dry and deal."
"Such a lucky whore, Sir," Anton agreed. "Could have probably handled it from your tongue..." he wasn't as sure as he sounded, though.
Zach smiled at that. "So willing to please. Now, spread your knees just a bit more so I can get the right angle. And remember, hands on the headboard."
Anton moved his knees apart a little more and arched his ass up to Zach. "Is this good, Sir?" he asked.
"Perfect..." Zach coated his cock as he spoke, before pressing his fingers back inside with the lube on them to give the other man a little. "Want to leave you sore, let me know if you think you need more."
"It should be okay but I'll let you know," Anton promised. "I won't let you hurt me badly. That would be bad for us both."
Zach pressed the head of his cock against the other mans opening, breaching him slowly and enjoying the sensation.
"Fuck, yes, split me open, make me take your cock," Anton groaned. "Let me have your cock so deep in me, Sir, please."
"Your opening so good for me. Like your ass was just waiting for it, begging for it." He sighed, pressing inside more deeply with a groan.
"Was," Anton answered, groaning too. "Waiting for you to fuck me like this... god, Sir, yes..."
Zach thrusted in fully then, reaching up to grip the other mans shoulders firmly and push their hips together. "I'm all the way inside you... do you like that?"
"I love it, Sir," Anton replied. "It feels absolutely right and perfect, your cock is so big and hard in me, and you feel so... so good."
Zach grabbed a handful of the other mans hair, tugging his head back as he gave a small thrust. "Such a cock whore."
"I am, a whore for your cock, a whore for you," Anton agreed, groaning. "Love the feel of you thrusting into me."
Zach grunted softly as he started to thrust steadily. "So good... such a good boy taking my cock like this..."
"Your boy, hope I'm always good for you," Anton sighed. "You are so good, Sir... such a good fuck."
"I hope so too, I don't want to punish you... as pretty as you'd be squirming." Zach growled, his hips moving a bit faster now.
"Not now, of course," Anton sighed. "Maybe someday..." he groaned, moving with Zach, only his hips going, his hands gripping the headboard and his knees centring him.
"All the punishment I could give you now is to stop, and fuck that's not happening. You feel way too good for that." He gripped the other mans hip and tugged on his hair again.
"Glad it's not happening," Anton groaned. He tightened around Zach's cock and leaned back. "Fuck, Sir... how... fuck..."
"Fuck I can feel you trying to milk my cock. That's fucking hot." He growled softly. "I love how you feel."
"So good... how..." Anton was almost nonverbal, it felt so amazing to be with Zach like this. "Yours. Sir. Yours."
Zach leaned in then, pressing his stomach to the other mans back and biting just hard enough to hurt on the back of the other mans shoulder.
"Yes... that... so right," Anton whimpered. "Please, Sir, fuck me harder..." he begged. "Make me feel it tomorrow. Please."
Zach slammed as hard as he could from this angle, biting down harder and slipping an arm around Anton's waist to tease his cock. "Slut..." He growled around the skin between his teeth.
"Fuck yes, slut, yours," Anton groaned. "That's... right, Sir. Slut for you, little whore, your fucktoy!"
Zach gripped Antons cock roughly then, slamming in deep as he did with a gasp, he could feel his orgasm getting close.
"Whore for you," Anton whimpered. "Getting close, Sir... need to feel you in me so badly... need to feel you come."
Zach pulled Anton's hair again, this time so he could get to the side of the other mans neck, licking and panting. "Fucking slut. Going to fill you with my come... tell me you want it... want you to come from being filled." His hand on Anton's cock stroked faster.
"I will, and god, I want your come so bad, Sir, I'm a whore for your come as well," Anton groaned. He thrust into the touch and shook with need. "Please.. Sir..."
Zach's body trembled as he slammed deep twice more before his release shook through him. He growled roughly into Antons ear as he did, his hand on Anton's cock stuttering but not stopping entirely.
Shuddering, Anton came too, from the feeling of Zach's come inside him and the growled, filthy words in his ear and the whole feeling. "YES!" he cried out as he came.
Zach thrusted through their orgasms, pulling his hand away from Anton's cock and shoving his come coated fingers into Anton's mouth. "Look at the mess you made... fuck..." He gasped.
"Sorry," Anton murmured before licking Zach's fingers clean. He felt like such a bad little whore for the mess, he knew it wasn't good, but he licked and sucked Zach's fingers clean.
Zach moaned softly against the back of the other mans shoulder as he pulled out slowly. "Clean it...lick it off the sheets. That's where your sleeping so remember that." Zach panted and sagged to the bed next to Anton, his eyes locked on the other mans reaction.
"Yes, Sir," Anton knelt and licked up the come carefully, making sure he got as much as he possibly could. "I hope that's satisfactory, Sir?"
Zach watched and nodded, sitting up and pressing his fingers inside Anton, knowing he'd be sensitive, and pulling them out to offer them to Anton. "Taste us together." He said softly.
Anton shuddered, then he did so, licking all over Zach's fingers, and he swore he could taste a faint trace of John too, impossible as it might actually be. "We're a pretty good combination, Sir..."
"We are... I know that." Zach smiled. "Lay with me now. You've been very good and you get your reward."
"To sleep with you?" Anton smiled, moving up to curl against Zach. "I think I've got a lot of rewards tonight, Sir."
Zach leaned down and kissed him gently, tasting their flavors still mingling on his tongue. "You've got exactly what you needed."
"I did. Was it good for you too?" Anton asked. "I mean, I know you liked it but... was it more than that? Did it... work for you as well?"
"Yes it did... I'm not used to playing that side so I kinda had to go with what worked for me when I was on your side. What turned me on." He said softly.
"You did really well," Anton smiled. "Made me feel amazing and safe, and that's something I've really only felt with John before."
Zach smiled. "Thank you, that means a lot. I really didn't know how well I was doing, between being turned on and being fairly green." He pulled the blankets over them, stroking Anton's cheek. "I owe John a present of some sort for this."
"I think I might have an idea," Anton murmured, whispering in Zach's ear. "He really does want to fuck me with someone else, and I would love to have you both..."
Zach nodded, pressing a light kiss to Antons temple. "God, I've gotten myself into something trying to handle you both I think. Not complaining though."
"You haven't seen anything yet," Anton said, cuddling close. "You have no idea what you've fallen into."
Author: 2_libras
Fandom: RPS
Pairing: Zachary Quinto/Anton Yelchin
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: This never happened and it all came out of our heads.
A/N: Written for the Obedience square of our kink_bingo card
Summary: Zach and Anton explore the paradigm of a new arrangement between them.
Zach sat to the side of the set, watching filming go on, and skimming a magazine someone had left on one of the offset tables. He was considering his options. He'd had an enlightening conversation with John the day before over lunch, and since then, almost all he could think about was Anton. Or the idea of John fucking Anton specifically. John had made it spectacularly clear that he didn't mind Zach messing around with the other man, since John had went out of town for the weekend, and he knew Anton would get lonely. Zach had tried to keep the idea in the 'bad' section of the things he'd heard in the last week, but the more he thought about it the more positive it became. He knew Anton could be discreet, because he never noticed anything other then playful banter between John and Anton. And the younger man was definitely cute, and Zach was trying hard not to go out of his mind in frustration on a set full of people that you didn't even need working eyes to see as beautiful. He silently thanked JJ for making it a voiceover day for him, giving him a day out of costume while some other shots were filmed, and Zach sat in an audio room with a microphone and a video of what had been shot, redubbing his lines. He glanced over at Anton, watching the other man shoot his shot for the fourth time and smiled at JJ's perfectionsim slightly.
Anton was really hoping the fourth time would be lucky, because god knew he understood the need to be perfect, and obedient, but he was getting sick of saying the lines in the accent. It made him think his voice would stay there, even though it hadn't yet. He knew, too, that he was just a little bit paranoid. That didn't matter. He delivered the line perfectly, and as they paused to see if it would be a take, Anton wished that John was in town. It wasn't that he objected to the other man spending time with his family - that had been understood since the start. Still, it didn't help Anton when he felt the need for company.
Zach waited for the scene to be called and stood, grabbing a bottle of water from beside him and walking a bit closer to the set, letting the other man see him before he held it out. "Your throat has to be dry. Repeating yourself is both annoying and frustrating. Trust me I know."
"Thanks," Anton said, taking a sip and smiling. "I know it's weird of me, but I keep thinking my voice is gonna stay like that. I think it's cause this is the first time I've used an accent."
"Its a charming accent at least. Could be much worse." Zach smiled. "You done shooting for the day? I had something I wanted to discuss without wandering ears." He glanced around the room.
"If the take took," Anton knew that was terrible grammar, but he knew Zach would know what he meant, "yes." He wondered what Zach would have to ask him. "Not heading out with Chris?" he asked, as they spent most of their spare time together.
"No, he's got family dinner tonight." Zach smiled. "So it looks like I'm open to invites." He smiled.
"Dinner?" Anton asked. "Maybe we could get take out and watch a game or something?"
"That sounds good. My place?" He raised an eyebrow. "You in the mood for anything for dinner?"
"Not really," Anton said. "You pick."
"I am in the mood for something pasta. There's a good organic Italian place on the way to my place." He suggested.
"Perfect," Anton's first instinct had been for noodles or pasta, but he'd deferred to Zach anyway.
"Cool. I'm gonna go grab my stuff, you go change and we'll meet in the lot?"
"Okay, your car or mine?" Anton asked. He waited to hear what Zach would say.
"Well, mine unless you'd rather do both." Zach was testing the waters, seeing if the other man was against staying the night.
"I can lock mine and leave it here until after the weekend. If I need to, I can grab a cab," Anton said. He didn't think Zach could be talking about... about anything, but...
"How eco-friendly of you." Zach teased. "I think I have the number in my phone. What do you want? I can call it in so we can grab it on the way." He fought to keep his eyes on the other mans face, even if he was wondering what compromising positions he could get him in later.
"Hmm, fettuccine Alfredo," Anton said after thinking for a moment. He liked cream sauces. "Maybe a beer?"
"I've got a six pack of something decent at the house. Bought them last night on the way home but ended up sleeping before I had one. Guess I really didn't need to relax as much as I thought." He laughed softly.
That made Anton laugh. "They worked you too hard to need it, huh?" he teased. "Still at least it's there for us today."
"Never hurts to have a few around for the nights I can't sleep. If I drink one, by myself in front of the t.v. its better then any medication for knocking me out. Doesn't have the same effect if others are around luckily." Zach grinned. "Go get changed before they decide they need you to talk funny again."
"That's good," Anton nodded, and he ducked into his dressing room after looking around and getting a signal from one of the assistants that it would be okay.
Zach nodded, moving to his dressing room, and grabbing his bag to take with him. He made sure all of the essentials were in it and said good bye to a few people, wandering out to wait by his car, lighting a cigarette to pass the time.
Anton changed out of the uniform, leaving it for wardrobe to pick up, and picked up his own paraphernalia, including lube - not that he was thinking it, he'd just started carrying it since things had started with John.
Zach leaned against the hood of his car, clicking through his phone and chuckling at a few random text messages he'd forgotten to reply to until then and called in their food while he waited. He glanced up when he saw the other man exit. "You change fast, I thought I'd have more time." He held up the cigarette sheepishly.
"No worries, you can finish it," Anton said. "I'm not in that much of a hurry." He leaned against the car too.
Zach nodded. "I don't smoke often. Its kinda like that end of the day beer for me. Or if I'm at a party. God help anyone who has cigarettes at a party. I'm a menace when I'm drinking and I want one. I'll beg plead and borrow to get one." He grinned.
"Really?" Anton smiled. "I can't imagine you begging." He relaxed against the car. "No matter what people say, there are totally worse habits if it's just one occasionally."
"Well, depending on the person it could be propositioning too, but that also depends on how much I've drank." Zach put his phone in his pocket, taking a deep breath and another hit of his cigarette, thinking. "I had lunch with John yesterday."
"I see," and then Anton did a double take. "You did? What did you talk about?" He tried not to squeak the words.
"Anal retentive directors, pranks to pull on Chris, and you... mostly." He glanced at Anton. "Hes really fond of you."
"Well, you could talk about the first a lot, if I can help with the second, let me know, and I'm very fond of him too," Anton said. He felt Zach should know this.
Zach nodded, leaning forward to crush out his cigarette before taking it to the garbage can nearest them and tossing it out. "I'm glad. I like seeing my friends happy. I envy you both actually. Don't really have what you have with him with anyone right now." Zach hit the unlock on his car before slipping into the passenger seat and tossing his bag in the back.
"You know all you'd need to do is say the word to Chris," Anton said as he got in. "It's so clear from the way he looks at you."
"I know, I also know he's my best friend. Not sure if risking that is worth the comfort of someone to have in my bed." He sighed. "Not that I don't want too, I'd have to be a fool to not see how attractive he is. I just like having someone smart and witty to be around who isn't only using those skills to get a hand in my pants." He glanced at Anton. "I'm afraid that might change if he succeeded."
Anton nodded. "Sometimes making that step is hard, it was with John," he said. "But it has only been better for us," he smiled. "Not that I suppose it would be the same for everyone but at least there's a good example for you?"
Zach shrugged. "John said that you guys had, I guess an arrangement?" Zach glanced at Anton, unsure if he was supposed to know about that much of their relationship, even though John had swore up and down it was okay.
"I would've said it was a little more than just an arrangement," Anton frowned. "Unless that's how John put it, of course."
"He didn't really give it a term, that's me trying to find the right one." Zach smiled. "He said you do what he wants you too."
"Kind of, yes," Anton nodded. "I'm his, uh... sexually." He flushed deeply. "But we're not exclusive or anything..."
Zach nodded, pulling the car out of the parking lot. "This conversation felt a lot less awkward in my head, just so you know." He laughed. "I've had friends in open relationships before but he said your more submissive then that, and if he told you too, that you'd fuck someone else. That's not a bad thing but its different then what I'm used to and its making this awkward."
"I'm glad it's not just me who feels a little awkward," Anton said. "I'm not sure what to say or not say, but I'm comfortable with you." He thought about it. "I am, but I can go either way it depends on a lot of things. I would, but it'd have to be someone I wanted too." He nodded. "If it helps at all, I'm not used to any of this."
"He said your both kinda feeling it out as you go, I think that's why I'm okay talking about it. Your equally as lost about it." He laughed. "Would you..." He tapped his fingers on the steering wheel for a moment.
"It kind of helps to have someone to talk about it with who isn't John," Anton said. "Would I what?"
"Is there anyone else on set you'd consider?" Zach kicked himself internally for not having the balls to ask the question he wanted too, but he couldn't help being shy about this situation.
"Half the cast..." Anton said. "Though I would flush so much if it were Zoe or Rachel. For some reason I'm just... better with guys. Doesn't mean I don't like women, just that it's... awkward." He thought a little more. "Serious possibilities, as long as it was reciprocated, outside of John are Karl, you and Chris. Maybe Bruce but even though I like a Dom he might go that little bit further and actually scare me."
"He seems like he'd be harsh if you upset him. But that just means he'll be better to you on the good times." Zach considered. "I've usually played your role, or closer too it I think. But I am more then slightly intrigued by the idea of playing the opposite side of things."
"That's a point," Anton nodded. "Really?" he smiled. "I have done it, but not a lot. I tend to inspire the other side, I'm told."
Zach nodded slowly. "I get a lot of guys who don't think they're all that toppy and then we get in bed and their fucking my brains out. Apparently inspiration runs in us both. I've never done something as intense as what you guys are doing though."
"Interesting because when I've thought of you," Anton said, "it wasn't with you... uh..."
"So... what was it with me doing then?" Zach glanced over at the other man, a small smirk on his lips.
"You weren't the sub," Anton could feel the flush rising on his skin. Dammit, he hadn't blushed this much since talking about Zoe with John.
"C'mon man, I want more detail than that." Zach smiled. "Curious to know what kind of lover you think I am."
"Well..." Anton tried not to look at Zach. "I don't know... I imagined you like John, I guess. Not the same because everyone is different, but...."
"Your cute when you blush. John said if you were interested... I could. I'm kinda curious whats expected of me." Zach let his eyes roam Anton slightly before glancing up and pulling them into the driveway of the restaurant, pulling into a parking spot near the front.
"Did he now?" Anton asked, and he was aware of every movement of Zach's eyes. "I guess I am," he said.
"I'm going to go get the food, when I come back I want answers about what you thought about. Okay?" He unbuckled his belt. "The more detail, the merrier." He opened his door, slipping out and into the restaurant before giving Anton a chance to fight it.
"He wants details, oh my god," Anton buried his face in his hands. "How am I going to do that as we... as we drive along?" He realised then that he was talking aloud. "But he wants it and I suppose I should..."
Zach came back out a few minutes later, putting the food on the floor in the backseat and slipping into the driver side, buckling in and looking over at Anton. "So, talk." He started the car, pulling out of the lot a second later.
"Well..." Anton began. "I... fuck, this is hard to put into words. Somehow, I think I expected it to be a little easier." He sighed. "Well, I... I imagined you... that you'd push me down and make me suck you."
"Was I rough or just firm?" Zach asked, genuinely curious.
"Mostly firm, but you pulled on my hair a little. That really does it for me," Anton said. "You weren't ever rough," he said. "Not unless I wanted that."
"So mostly you just like dominance not always pain? Because there's a limit to what I think I could do as far as hurting anyone, especially you." He thought about it. "After that, then what?"
"I kind of imagined serving you more than anything with pain beyond maybe a little spanking," Anton said. "Doing anything you wanted me to."
"That sounds nice. I bet you'd like my hands. I've been told I'm very good with them in damn near every way." He smirked.
"If it pleases you to let me find out, I think I'd like that," Anton said.
"It does, I really enjoy the idea of figuring out how far I'll let it go, how far you'll go." He glanced around them, seeing the road they were on was basically empty. "Put your hand on my lap, I want you to see how much I like the idea."
"You really do, huh?" Anton teased as he traced the shape of Zach's cock through his pants. "I made you this hard?"
"Yeah, with a little help from my dirty mind picturing what I'd do to you if you said yes." He thrusted his hips into the soft touch.
"May I ask what you would like to do to me?" Anton asked, stroking a little harder.
"Well, I thought a lot about your mouth on my cock. About cuffing your hands and sucking your cock while you writhed under me..." His voice lowered slightly as he spoke.
"I'd like that," Anton said. "I think I'd like anything you wanted me to do."
"I think the hottest thing about this is how willing you are to be out of control completely. Its so hard for me to do that, I admire you for it." He said softly. "You have any boundaries?"
"More pain than we already talked about, anything actually degrading," Anton said. "For now, at least, on both. Bathroom sex, animals, all that, but I doubt it's something that would come up."
Zach nodded. "Gags, bondage, that's all okay?"
"I'd rather leave the gags off the first time," Anton said. "That's not an always thing but... just to start."
"That's fine, I just wanted to clarify. I don't think I'd want you gagged either. I want to hear what you sound like. I have all the stuff at my house for me, for when I'm with someone of the more aggressive type." He smiled coyly. "I really like it myself."
"I can see that. And I can FEEL how much you like the idea of me under you," Anton teased.
"Oh your going to feel it even clearer when we get inside." He pulled up to his house, pulling into the driveway. "Nothing handsy outside the car, the Paps have been camping out and they drive me crazy."
"Of course," Anton pulled his hand back even before the car had stopped. "I know what you mean though they were never that bad to me, at least so far. I guess when it's me or Robert, Robert's a lot more newsworthy."
"Give it time. you'll be newsworthy. I'm sure of it. You've got skill." Zach slipped out of the car, grabbing the bag off the floor of the back seat and heading toward the front door.
Anton followed and caught a few flashes going off, but he didn't look back. He just walked in behind Zach. "Damn," he said.
"They have no idea how fucking annoying they are I don't think. I like it best when Joe's with me cause he snaps pictures back and tells them for his harassment suit." He laughed, shaking his head and unlocking the door.
"That's amusing," Anton said. "At least you get something out of it." He had liked Joe the couple of times he'd met him.
"The beauty of him usually being on that side of the camera is that he can be a dick and have a right too. I know I chose this life." Zach let them in and moved to set the food on the kitchen counter.
"Can I get plates or anything for us?" Anton asked.
"Go ahead, the that cupboard right there." He pointed, kneeling to give Noah a happy pet.
Anton reached up to get the plates, not even realising that his jeans stretched tight over his ass as they did. He took a second finding the plates, then put them down. "Silverware in these drawers?" he asked Zach.
Zach nodded. "Yes. You are at just the right level right now." Zach teased, getting bold and reaching out to grab the other mans ass.
Anton melted. "I think I am, yes," he purred softly. "Right level for you to do absolutely anything and for me not to be able to resist..."
Zach smiled up at Anton, his hand slipping upward to scratch lightly at the other mans lower back. "Don't tempt me. We'll never get to food and I think we both need it."
"Okay but once we're done eating, I'm allowed to tempt?" Anton asked. He was hungry too, but he knew that if Zach had said it could wait, he would have waited.
Zach nodded. "After we're done, I won't need tempting. I'll be taking what I want then." He smiled. "Maybe even over the counter like this..."
"Whatever you want," Anton said. "I'm yours," he said softly. "To do with as you please. Just here for your pleasure... Sir."
Zach stood, peering down into Anton's gaze. "That is incredibly hot coming from your mouth."
"Would you like me to continue it?" Anton asked. "Or is it too tempting?"
"Oh you'll continue it all right. I won't have it any other way." Zach murmured. "I don't mind a little temptation, it will keep the fire burning. Not that just looking at you won't."
"As you wish, Sir," Anton said, moving to pick up the silverware for them. "Napkins, Sir?" Okay that one was MAYBE a little bit of a tease.
Zach smirked. "Yeah, we'll need them, the pasta has a lot of sauce with it." He moved to the kitchenette, bringing the bag along.
"That it does," Anton grinned. "I like cream sauce... so where would the napkins be?"
Zach motioned to a dispenser that sat in the corner opposite the sink. "Or if your a really sloppy mess, the paper towel roll is under the sink." Zach teased back.
"I'm not that bad," Anton said. "Not usually, anyway. I don't think my hands will shake that much..." he picked up the dispenser and put it on the table.
Zach pulled the first box out, checked it and handed it to Anton. "I will warn you, you'll be making excuses to go there for dinner after this."
"Well, I think I might be asking John out after tonight to thank him," Anton said. "And to welcome him home and... other things." He took a forkful. "Oh my god, that's almost better than sex. Emphasis on the almost."
Zach laughed softly. "The restaurant's nice inside too. All organic ingredients, and they even have a Vegan section on the menu. Sometimes this city feels too trendy for its own good, but I give them credit for trying to accommodate others." Zach opened his box, pushing some onto his plate and settling into his chair. "The owner goes to the same coffee place as me and stuck flyers all over the damn building." He chuckled.
"I used to think it was trendy, but when you think about it there are people who really feel ethical about being vegan, or who need to be for health reasons, so I think it can be a good thing. It's just that when people evangelise," Anton shook his head.
"I know, I get the morality, but I couldn't give up cheese or chicken. I think I eat one or the other in everything I eat." He laughed.
"I hope the cheese part is breakfast," Anton continued to eat, not quite able to stop even for more of Zach's story.
"Sometimes. From this place its their amazing lasagna." He smiled. "Or cheesecake for dessert."
"So you're not perfect all the time," Anton grinned. "I've been known to eat chocolate cake for breakfast. It has eggs in it, I think was the excuse I used once."
"It does. And plenty of calories for a burst of energy." Zach took a bite of his food. "I usually have pizza for breakfast if there's left overs. Its easy and good cold generally. Plus with the right toppings you get more variety."
"Only cold, because if you microwave it somehow it loses the 'edge' - or at least that's how I feel," Anton said. "I don't know why..." he sucked on the fettuccine.
Zach watched him suck in the noodle, diverting his eyes to his food at the last minute. "It does. And edge is always a good thing in breakfast food, I think." He glanced up, trying to stay serious. "But your breakfast cake is definitely the edgiest breakfast I know."
"You know, I bet your cock would be edgier," Anton shot back. He hadn't even been asked to stay - yes, it might have been implied but he hadn't - and here he was talking about sucking on Zach's cock in the morning. It felt... rather good, actually.
Zach eyed him for a moment. "That's assuming I don't wake you up by pushing two fingers inside to lube you up so I can fuck you. I usually wake up really horny."
"Maybe I'd have enough lube left in me from the night before?" Anton suggested. "Or you could still be inside me even... John and I fell asleep like that one night and he got hard when I woke up and... that was hot," he grinned.
Zach nodded. "I'd have to check, make sure there was still enough. I don't want to harm you even to appease my morning wood." He took another bite, trying to stifle his own moan at the thought.
"I'd only ask for more if it was needed, though, because I'm yours," Anton said. He hadn't even realised that he'd slipped into that mindset fully with Zach yet.
"I don't doubt that you'd still be wet enough for at least me to slide in that first time... see if your ass was okay from the night before." He slipped his foot over to tease the side of the other mans leg.
"I'd beg you for more right away, I wouldn't be able to help it," Anton could see his hand trembling as he tried to eat some more.
"You really love getting fucked don't you... that's amazingly sexy. Even if you were sore you'd let me fuck you senseless wouldn't you?" Zach's foot stroked the other mans leg through his pants, tracing a slow path up and down, trying both to arouse the other man and soothe him slightly.
"I do, I love to be fucked, taken, possessed by someone who I want," Anton nodded. "I would if I was sore but not if it would hurt too much, you know?" He was calming just enough to keep eating.
Zach nodded. "Its an amazing feeling to give yourself entirely to someone. To lose control and the the other person make you feel whatever they want too."
"I want to give myself to you that way," Anton whispered. "I want you to tell me exactly what you want me to do and make me feel amazing."
"And I will, but not until you've eaten enough that I know you'll have the energy to keep up. Part of my job as your Sir is taking care of your needs." Zach smiled softly.
"I know," Anton kept eating. "Let me know if there's anything else you need me to do," he said, smiling softly. "That I'm not already doing."
"Sitting there being so fucking cute my cock hurts is more then enough." Zach grinned. "Once I've eaten more I'll tell you what I want next."
"Maybe I can kiss it better later," Anton said, eating slowly. "If that pleases you, Sir, of course."
"Oh your going to kiss it plenty. And suck it, and you'll love it." Zach shifted slightly in his chair.
"Just tell me what you want," Anton said. He continued to eat, as Zach had said he wanted that. "Tell me what to do and how you like it..."
"I think as long as your mouth is around my cock I'll be happy, but I fucking love face fucking. Makes me sound far kinkier then I probably am...but god I love knowing I'm shoving my cock as far as I can down a willing throat." He groaned.
"God..." Anton sucked harder on the fork than he planned to, and he started when he realised he had. He took another bite, flushing. "I think I'd like that too..."
Zach smiled at the other mans reactions. "Grab a handful of your hair and thrust down your throat till you almost gag on it."
"Swallow you so deep I nearly can't tell where we separate," Anton groaned, softly. "I would... fuck."
"You will. Your going too, not much longer either before you get to taste my cock. I bet you can't wait." Zach said, taking a drink to try to calm himself.
"I can wait, because it's what you want," Anton said. "But if I weren't yours? I would... I would be all over you right now."
"Some time I might like to try that too." Zach smiled at him. "The thought of you rubbing yourself on me like a cat in heat is too hot not too enjoy."
"Just let me know, but it will be as you want it," Anton said softly. "I wouldn't be the one to launch myself even if I would really like to." He shifted a little himself.
"Your so adorable when you squirm. I could get used to seeing that when I'm around." Zach joked.
"You probably will," Anton admitted. "I get like this around men I trust enough to want."
"It will be even worse when you know I've seen you come." Zach set down his fork. "Though I'm sure I'll feel a little awkward as well."
"Maybe, it isn't that bad around John," Anton said. "Not unless we're alone. Then, well, it's pretty full on."
"Oh I'll find a way to make you squirm. I can't help but enjoy the thought of it." He smirked.
"You will probably just have to say the right thing the right way," Anton smiled. "You kind of have an effect on me."
"I honestly hadn't noticed, I kinda figured you flirted with anything on two legs. Not calling you a slut, I didn't really think you had sex as much as you talked about sex, but I didn't realize it was anything more then just playfulness until yesterday at lunch with John. Started the conversation bitching about how much time is lacking for a relationship because of the movie, and John mentioning that he had two lovers at the moment like he was asking for the salt. He clarified more details, and offered to give me permission to sleep with you...I didn't think he was serious without some serious pushing on his part." Zach studied the other man.
"I'm not sure what that says about me," Anton said. "I do flirt a lot, and wow... that sounds like John," Anton laughed. "Got to say, I love the guy's zen attitude. Except when it's really irritating of course." Anton nodded. "We've talked about this. I'm glad he said it was okay."
"He said you'd mentioned being attracted too me. And not just in a passing 'I'd fuck him' kind of way. It actually kinda surprised me. Not entirely sure why it did honestly. Just kinda figured you were all swagger to a point." Zach shrugged slightly.
"When I'm really attracted to someone it's much more than just a 'I'd fuck him/her' way," Anton said. "But I don't know why you'd be shocked that anyone would want you. You're so hot."
"I don't think I'm hideous, don't get me wrong. But you could have half of Hollywood between being a musician and an actor. Just never figured I'd stood out from the flock." He set his elbow on the table and rested his chin on his palm. "Your hard to get a read off of. Hell till John told me you were fucking him I honestly wasn't even sure you were actually bi and not just playful."
"Seriously?" Anton smiled at Zach. "I didn't know I hid it that well. And I'll even admit some of it's playful, but I would never flirt as much as I do with you and not mean it."
"Well its not like you hide it. But we're in LA, you can't ever tell who's genuine when your in a crowd. Hell, most of the time even one on one its a struggle to see who's acting their life as much as their roles." He shook his head. "I just learned a long time ago to not take anything seriously when it comes to guys flirting. Learned that the hard way a long time ago."
"Yeah I know what you mean," Anton nodded. He slid a hand into Zach's free one. "I always mean it." He squeezed, gently. "I'll never hurt you that way."
Zach smiled and pulled the other mans hand to his lips, gently kissing it. "Thank you, and I do believe you, don't worry."
"Good," Anton smiled. "I also want to say that I don't go beyond flirting unless I mean it. With you I really mean it. John knows that, too."
Zach nodded. "That said...I think we should put the food in the fridge and get to that part of the night before I can't restrain myself and I just fuck your brains out over my dinner table."
"Well, if it's what you want, I'm yours," Anton said. "But yeah... we could eat the leftovers for breakfast."
Zach smiled slightly at that. "I don't mind in the least, but I love the fact that you assumed you'd be staying the night." He stood, cleaning the little bit left on his plate back into the carry out container.
"I thought that was implied back in the conversation, sorry if I overstepped," Anton said, withdrawing for a moment. He knew he'd been wrong to think that. "I'm sorry, Sir."
Zach set his plate down, pulling the other man up to stand gently. "You'll know if you've done something wrong. I'll tell you. I'm not angry or upset. I actually think its a refreshing change of pace considering the last person I slept with ran out of here like I'd grown a third head." He set a hand on the side of the other mans neck.
"Okay," Anton nodded, nuzzling into the touch. "I wouldn't do that, either," he said. "I'd at least tell you if I was leaving. Seems like you're picking up a bunch of losers."
"More like closet cases. I have bad taste I guess. Their always good in bed though, so at least I've got good fuck radar going." He laughed softly. "Sometimes that's all I want."
"Well, that's something but I wouldn't be ashamed to be seen with you. I mean, you get discreet but not in the closet," Anton said. He turned to kiss Zach's palm. "Now, how do you want me, Sir? And where?"
Zach debated that for a moment. "I think I want to give you a chance to show me how good with your mouth you are first." He smiled, moving and putting their food in the fridge and their plates in the sink. "Just the question of where is the issue. I've got a whole house to myself after all."
Anton stood, head bowed, just waiting for Zach to say where. He would do anything Zach wanted him to.
"C'mon, I think we'll go for the bedroom. I have black sheets and you'll look amazing spread out on them. But don't get into bed until I say you can." He held out a hand.
Taking Zach's hand, Anton walked behind him. He couldn't help his eyes moving down to watch Zach's ass as they went along.
Zach led him into the bedroom, its walls were a deep blue, and the bed was jet black. "I want you to kneel and put your back to the wall." He motioned to a wall nearby, and then at the mirror hanging not far from it. "I want you to be able to see yourself like this."
Anton presumed that his clothes would come off later, when Zach wanted them too. He walked to the wall and knelt. He could see himself in the mirror and smiled at Zach before folding his hands together and bending his head.
"That's good. Your very obedient. John said you were new to this, I figured you'd be a bit more untamed." Zach crouched down. "It really very sexy how well you've been whipped into shape." He stroked his fingers down Anton's chest.
"I want to obey you. You will have to get me in a mood one day and see how bad I can be," Anton said. "But right now? I just want to be yours so completely, Sir."
"Good. Now, I want you to tap my thigh twice if its too much and you can't handle it, okay?" Zach studied him closely. "I don't want you passing out or throwing up."
"As you wish, and I don't want to either," Anton nodded. He looked up at Zach. "You're beautiful, Sir." He relaxed his jaw.
Zach leaned in and gave him a gentle kiss, their lips barely touching. He let out a soft sigh and pressed more firmly.
Anton opened his lips obediently and sighed into Zach's mouth.
Zach slipped his tongue into the other mans mouth, tasting him greedily for a few seconds before pulling away. "We can make out for hours after... I... need to know what your mouth feels like on my cock."
"I will hold you to that," Anton moaned softly. "I like the feel of your mouth. But for now, Sir, please may I have your cock?"
Zach nodded, standing and unhooking his belt, slipping his zipper down slowly and pushing them down slowly to free his cock. "God even the pressure off it feels so much better."
Anton swallowed. "You have a beautiful cock, Sir. I can't wait to taste it."
Zach slipped his pants off, kicking them off his ankle behind him. "You going too get too right now." He tugged off his shirt, tossing it into the pile with his pants and leaning forward to brace his hands on the wall, letting his cock sway slightly in front of Anton's face. "Open your mouth."
Anton already had his mouth half opened but he widened his lips and let his tongue move out. "Please," he begged softly.
Zach pressed inside then, slowly letting the other man take him in. He watched closely, enjoying the sight of it. "So hot and moist." He murmured.
Anton sucked hard, using his tongue on Zach's cock, tracing the unfamiliar contours and licking under the head, putting pressure there.
"You like sucking dick... I can tell. Fuck that so hot." He groaned softly.
Anton just moaned and continued, doing all he could to make Zach feel good, all the things he liked himself.
Zach reached a hand down, fisting it in the other mans hair and pressing deep into Antons mouth with a growl. "Fuck... look at yourself... you see what a cock loving boy you are?"
Anton did, glancing over and groaning deeply, seeing what a whore he looked taking Zach's cock. He loved it though, and felt his cock get harder.
Zach gave a gentle thrust then, testing the other mans throat and gag reflex. "Feel good?" He asked softly.
Anton nodded, smiling around Zach's cock. He looked up, taking more of the other man's cock in.
Zach gasped softly at the sensation of the other man taking him down so easily. "God your good at that. Mouthwhore."
Anton would nod, but he had a mouth full of cock and the angle wasn't quite right to nod. He agreed, though, he was a whore for Zach as much as he was for John.
Zach let himself thrust a bit more naturally, adjusting to the sensations and moaning. "If I could get you trained to take this as rough as I can go, I'd probably never need a steady boyfriend." He laughed quietly, distracted by the feelings.
That made Anton frown, not the part about training him, but the not needing a steady boyfriend. He thought that was what was missing in Zach's life, but it wasn't his place to say.
"God you feel so good around me...." He pressed deep and tugged Anton's hair gently with a growl.
Anton swallowed harder, working his throat muscles around Zach's cock, groaning too.
Zach pulled his cock away, stopping himself more because he wanted more then just that then anything else. "I'm going to fuck that pretty little ass of yours... but before that happens you'll have to strip for me."
"Yes, Sir," Anton nodded. "Now? Do you want a show or just for me to get naked fast and do it as erotically as I can?"
Zach stepped back, settling on the edge of the bed. "Give me a show. Make me want to fuck you hard and rough into the mattress."
Anton smiled, moving seductively but working on his shirt as he swayed his hips, then circled them. He conjured up music in his head, moving to the rhythm, humming along softly.
"Do you think your sexy Anton? Do you know how fucking hot you are?" Zach leaned back on his elbows, getting comfortable to look the other man over.
"I'm not bad, Sir," Anton said. "I'm young and I've got a decent body. I'm more beautiful when someone finds me that way," he said.
Zach smiled at that. "And whats your favorite part about your body? When you look in the mirror what parts do you really like?"
"I like my legs, my eyes and my lips," Anton said. "I think I've got a pretty good ass, but I can't see that most of the time."
Zach nodded. "All of that is true. I like your stomach as well. You'd make a lovely plate." Zach gave his cock a gentle stroke, just teasing himself.
"You think so?" Anton laughed, all the while moving his body and getting his clothes off. Then he was naked, and he knelt beside the bed again.
"Yes, I do...Maybe I'll test my theory another time. For now, I want you to get up on this bed and let me inspect your ass. I want to taste you." He patted the bed beside him. "Kneel facing the headboard first."
Anton got up on the bed and did as Zach said, getting into position. "Do you want me to hold onto the headboard?" he asked.
"No, just stay kneeling for a second, I want to look you over." Zach traced his fingers down the curve of the other mans back.
Anton stayed as still as he could, but he couldn't help a shiver of reaction to Zach's touch.
"I'd like to take my time one day and nip every inch of your skin. Make you tremble just from restraining yourself, make you come without even touching your cock." He slipped a hand under, grazing along Anton's stomach. "I don't have nearly the restraint for that tonight."
"I almost wish you did," Anton murmured, whimpering softly. "But only almost. I'm not sure I could withstand it either, but it would be fun to try."
"We will. As long as John allows me to have you again, we'll do that." He said softly.
"I hope he will," Anton said. "I mean... there's no reason he wouldn't..." he shuddered. "Maybe he could even watch us..."
"When was the last time he fucked you? Did he use a condom?" Zach ran his hand over the curve of the other mans ass.
"Last night," Anton said. "We don't use them." He arched slightly into the touch.
"So there's probably at least a slight bit of him left inside of you. That's incredibly hot to me for some reason." Zach teased a finger down the other mans crack gently.
"It is," Anton said, shuddering. "God, Sir, you feel amazing. Just that light touch is making me so hot for you."
"That's because your mine." He pressed a fingertip to the other mans opening. "You'd like your other master to watch me fuck you wouldn't you?"
"I am," Anton said. "I'd love it and so would he, he'd love to watch me used and taken by another man... by you."
"God..." Zach pressed his finger inside just a bit, being careful because of the lack of lubrication.
"That feels so good," Anton murmured. "I know it's just a little of your finger but it's so good... must be because it's you, Sir."
"Or because your so fucking horny your cocks throbbing." Zach teased, pulling his finger away and leaning in to press his tongue to the hole, teasing lightly.
"It could be... oh god SIR!" Anton cried out. "SIR! MORE!" he knew he was shouting but he couldn't help it and if Zach wanted him to be quiet he'd let him know.
Zach groaned softly. "Your a tongue whore too....god your going to be fun to play with." He pressed his tongue inside then.
"I'm a whore for anything in my ass, Sir," Anton moaned. "Tongues might even be the first choice... at least if they feel as good as yours does."
Zach chuckled lightly, pressing his tongue deeper, his hand slipping forward to tug on Anton's balls.
"Oh... oh god, yes," Anton moaned. "God, Sir, feels so goddamn amazing with you."
Zach pulled away. "If I tell you to put your hands on the head board and not let go, you will behave. If you don't you get cuffed and gagged. I don't really want to gag you because I want to hear you moan, so don't make me have too." He said firmly. "I could spend hours with my tongue in your ass. Probably will that next time when I want to drive you crazy."
"Of course I will, is that what you want me to do?" Anton asked. "To hang onto the headboard?" He shivered. "I wouldn't mind getting cuffed... but if you want me to do that you'll have to say it in so many words. I would love for you to do anything you wanted to do to me for hours."
"I want to test your will power. Put your hands on the headboard, grab the top if you have too, and don't let go." He licked the other mans opening again.
Anton did, his fingers curling over the top of the headboard and he held on, moaning deeply as he felt Zach's tongue. "Fuck, yes, so good, Sir."
"Would you rather have this then my cock?" Zach asked. "Because if you want my cock you better start asking for it."
Anton had to consider that for a moment, because Zach's tongue was amazing, but on the other hand... "Please, Sir, may I have your cock? Would you take me so hard I can feel it tomorrow?"
Zach groaned into the other mans skin softly. "Keep going." He murmured.
"Please, open up my whore hole and fuck it in the way it needs to be punished," Anton begged.
Zach slipped his hand up, pressing two fingers in then, knowing the lubrication from his tongue would just be enough to make it tolerable. "Fucking whore..."
"For you, for your cock," Anton groaned. "Please, Sir... please."
Zach crooked his fingers, pressing them deep and teasing the other mans prostate before pulling them out and thrusting in again directly into it. "You can be louder then that. You were for my tongue."
"SIR!" Anton cried out, partly because Zach had said and partly because he was startled into it. "PLEASE GIVE ME YOUR COCK!"
"That's better..." Zach thrusted his fingers a few more times before pulling away and grabbing lube from the bedside. "Your lucky I've got this handy because I was fucking myself last night. I could just make you go dry and deal."
"Such a lucky whore, Sir," Anton agreed. "Could have probably handled it from your tongue..." he wasn't as sure as he sounded, though.
Zach smiled at that. "So willing to please. Now, spread your knees just a bit more so I can get the right angle. And remember, hands on the headboard."
Anton moved his knees apart a little more and arched his ass up to Zach. "Is this good, Sir?" he asked.
"Perfect..." Zach coated his cock as he spoke, before pressing his fingers back inside with the lube on them to give the other man a little. "Want to leave you sore, let me know if you think you need more."
"It should be okay but I'll let you know," Anton promised. "I won't let you hurt me badly. That would be bad for us both."
Zach pressed the head of his cock against the other mans opening, breaching him slowly and enjoying the sensation.
"Fuck, yes, split me open, make me take your cock," Anton groaned. "Let me have your cock so deep in me, Sir, please."
"Your opening so good for me. Like your ass was just waiting for it, begging for it." He sighed, pressing inside more deeply with a groan.
"Was," Anton answered, groaning too. "Waiting for you to fuck me like this... god, Sir, yes..."
Zach thrusted in fully then, reaching up to grip the other mans shoulders firmly and push their hips together. "I'm all the way inside you... do you like that?"
"I love it, Sir," Anton replied. "It feels absolutely right and perfect, your cock is so big and hard in me, and you feel so... so good."
Zach grabbed a handful of the other mans hair, tugging his head back as he gave a small thrust. "Such a cock whore."
"I am, a whore for your cock, a whore for you," Anton agreed, groaning. "Love the feel of you thrusting into me."
Zach grunted softly as he started to thrust steadily. "So good... such a good boy taking my cock like this..."
"Your boy, hope I'm always good for you," Anton sighed. "You are so good, Sir... such a good fuck."
"I hope so too, I don't want to punish you... as pretty as you'd be squirming." Zach growled, his hips moving a bit faster now.
"Not now, of course," Anton sighed. "Maybe someday..." he groaned, moving with Zach, only his hips going, his hands gripping the headboard and his knees centring him.
"All the punishment I could give you now is to stop, and fuck that's not happening. You feel way too good for that." He gripped the other mans hip and tugged on his hair again.
"Glad it's not happening," Anton groaned. He tightened around Zach's cock and leaned back. "Fuck, Sir... how... fuck..."
"Fuck I can feel you trying to milk my cock. That's fucking hot." He growled softly. "I love how you feel."
"So good... how..." Anton was almost nonverbal, it felt so amazing to be with Zach like this. "Yours. Sir. Yours."
Zach leaned in then, pressing his stomach to the other mans back and biting just hard enough to hurt on the back of the other mans shoulder.
"Yes... that... so right," Anton whimpered. "Please, Sir, fuck me harder..." he begged. "Make me feel it tomorrow. Please."
Zach slammed as hard as he could from this angle, biting down harder and slipping an arm around Anton's waist to tease his cock. "Slut..." He growled around the skin between his teeth.
"Fuck yes, slut, yours," Anton groaned. "That's... right, Sir. Slut for you, little whore, your fucktoy!"
Zach gripped Antons cock roughly then, slamming in deep as he did with a gasp, he could feel his orgasm getting close.
"Whore for you," Anton whimpered. "Getting close, Sir... need to feel you in me so badly... need to feel you come."
Zach pulled Anton's hair again, this time so he could get to the side of the other mans neck, licking and panting. "Fucking slut. Going to fill you with my come... tell me you want it... want you to come from being filled." His hand on Anton's cock stroked faster.
"I will, and god, I want your come so bad, Sir, I'm a whore for your come as well," Anton groaned. He thrust into the touch and shook with need. "Please.. Sir..."
Zach's body trembled as he slammed deep twice more before his release shook through him. He growled roughly into Antons ear as he did, his hand on Anton's cock stuttering but not stopping entirely.
Shuddering, Anton came too, from the feeling of Zach's come inside him and the growled, filthy words in his ear and the whole feeling. "YES!" he cried out as he came.
Zach thrusted through their orgasms, pulling his hand away from Anton's cock and shoving his come coated fingers into Anton's mouth. "Look at the mess you made... fuck..." He gasped.
"Sorry," Anton murmured before licking Zach's fingers clean. He felt like such a bad little whore for the mess, he knew it wasn't good, but he licked and sucked Zach's fingers clean.
Zach moaned softly against the back of the other mans shoulder as he pulled out slowly. "Clean it...lick it off the sheets. That's where your sleeping so remember that." Zach panted and sagged to the bed next to Anton, his eyes locked on the other mans reaction.
"Yes, Sir," Anton knelt and licked up the come carefully, making sure he got as much as he possibly could. "I hope that's satisfactory, Sir?"
Zach watched and nodded, sitting up and pressing his fingers inside Anton, knowing he'd be sensitive, and pulling them out to offer them to Anton. "Taste us together." He said softly.
Anton shuddered, then he did so, licking all over Zach's fingers, and he swore he could taste a faint trace of John too, impossible as it might actually be. "We're a pretty good combination, Sir..."
"We are... I know that." Zach smiled. "Lay with me now. You've been very good and you get your reward."
"To sleep with you?" Anton smiled, moving up to curl against Zach. "I think I've got a lot of rewards tonight, Sir."
Zach leaned down and kissed him gently, tasting their flavors still mingling on his tongue. "You've got exactly what you needed."
"I did. Was it good for you too?" Anton asked. "I mean, I know you liked it but... was it more than that? Did it... work for you as well?"
"Yes it did... I'm not used to playing that side so I kinda had to go with what worked for me when I was on your side. What turned me on." He said softly.
"You did really well," Anton smiled. "Made me feel amazing and safe, and that's something I've really only felt with John before."
Zach smiled. "Thank you, that means a lot. I really didn't know how well I was doing, between being turned on and being fairly green." He pulled the blankets over them, stroking Anton's cheek. "I owe John a present of some sort for this."
"I think I might have an idea," Anton murmured, whispering in Zach's ear. "He really does want to fuck me with someone else, and I would love to have you both..."
Zach nodded, pressing a light kiss to Antons temple. "God, I've gotten myself into something trying to handle you both I think. Not complaining though."
"You haven't seen anything yet," Anton said, cuddling close. "You have no idea what you've fallen into."