Monday - Kink
Good morning/day/evening fellow writers and apologies for the rather last minute post. This rather ordinary Monday we are celebrating the less than ordinary, kinks off all kinds and flavors. Go wild as long as you remember the rules
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He thinks that he thinks about Peter at the worst times. The man - the boy - has no idea what he's doing. Peter, on the other hand, would. Or at least that's what Neal always imagines. When he's alone. When he has his toys out, and the lube, of course. Right after he smells something that reminds him of Peter's godawful beer and - But never mind that now. This boy is going to cause him structural damage if his hands keep shaking.
“Chuck,” he sighs. “You don't need to be nervous about this.”
The boy - Chuck - giggles nervously. “I'm sorry. This must be awful for you.”
His hands are gripping Neal's legs a bit too harshly to be playful. This really isn't fun.
“Stop it,” he says softly. He doesn't miss the way Chuck's breath catches or how he quickly obeys. “Lay down. I'm going to show you some of the things that I enjoy.” Chuck tries to speak, but Neal glares at him. His jaw snaps shut, and he sits.
Continued at my journal
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