Bad∞End∞Night-Agree
Anthony was astonished, this beautiful man was saying that he wanted to have Anthony and Anthony couldn’t stand the thought of leaving and never coming back, never seeing Cry and…Ian ever again. Plus, isn’t this what he had wanted all along? For this man to…take him? What better a time than now? He wasn’t usually one to put out so early but damn, this mansions air was so damn intoxicating it would be a struggle to utter the word ‘no’ in the presence of a sexual beast such of this one.
The decision was as easy as it could’ve been.
“Yes. YES. All night I’ve wanted you to say this! I don’t know what you did but damn, I’ve never seen someone as perfect as you.
Ian turned to Anthony once again with confusion in his eyes.
“Are you serious, young man? There’s no turning back.”
“I know.”
Ian took hold of Anthony’s hand and gently pressed him against the book shelf, and held Anthony’s arms down by his side, careful not to hurt him. Anthony was almost quaking with excitement. This man in front of him was his for tonight!
Ian’s breath breezed over Anthony’s face, making Anthony’s situation in his pants start back up again, Ian was approaching the situation with care, as if he didn’t want to ruin Anthony before he’d even started.
“You look fucking delicious.” Ian purred.
He leaned in, slowly, making Anthony want it even more and cupped Anthony’s face, leaving Anthony’s arm limply by his sides. Ian placed his lips on Anthony’s making the tension dissipate and transform in pure desperate desire. Although Anthony was easily the more obvious of the two in his desire, Ian was almost at tipping point too, yet keeping his suave composure. Their two lips moved in unison together, fitting together like the puzzle pieces that were missing in both their games.
Anthony began to get desperate, moving faster and more and more rapidly with Ian, causing Ian to pull away.
“I’m so sorry!” Anthony exclaimed, pausing to breath in-between words.
“All in good time.” Ian paused, “But damn, you’re so fucking sexy.” Ian moved back in, causing Anthony to open his mouth almost immediately, Ian smirked into the kiss and allowed his tongue to enter Anthony’s mouth. Ian’s tongue moved carefully and traced along the inside of Anthony’s lips, the venturing onto Anthony’s own the two moved together, and both the males were getting hotter and more desperate as time went along, but Ian was desperate to make it last as long as he needed to. Ian pulled away, his blue eyes darker with an almost animalistic look to them, he was wild and had unleashed whatever was in him.
Leaning back in Ian started to nibble on Anthony’s bottom lip, receiving a groan from Anthony he began to bite, but lightly at first then more heavily, eventually Ian could taste something metallic in his mouth and realised he had drawn blood but Anthony didn’t seem to care, he was groaning in ecstasy. Ian laughed lightly and began to flick his tongue across the cut. Anthony was breathing heavily and Ian was beginning to work up a situation of his own.
Sliding his hand down, Ian brushed his and across Anthony’s crotch which received a low growl in response. Ian pulled away from the kiss for the moment, still in his jacket, determined to strip later. Anthony looked at Ian pleadingly and Ian started to rub his hand up and down watching Anthony’s face as he writhed in pleasure. Deciding to help himself out a little bit Ian rolled his hips up and began to grind on Anthony receiving a stifled groan in response from Anthony.
“Oh god, please. Please!” Anthony whispered.
Ian smiled slyly, “We’re not even half way through yet you silly boy. Ask any more stupid questions I’m going to have to spank you, I’ll even get Cry in on it too. You’ll have no clue what you got yourself in to. Though… I’ll give you a second chance.”
Deciding to advance Ian flicked his tongue over Anthony’s cut and couple more times and began to toy with the end of Anthony’s shirt, undoing the buttons and tearing it off Ian threw it to the side of the study. Anthony looked down, then at Ian who was biting his lip again, but this time harder, staring at Anthony’s body. Ian placed his hands on Anthony’s chest and began to run his hands up and down making Anthony pant.
“Fuck.” Ian breathed, “And you’re all mine too, indecent or otherwise. You’ll be perfect. What do you say we move this into my bedroom?” Ian whispered in Anthony’s ear, then traced his tongue up the side of Anthony’s face. “You’re so beautiful.”
“Th-Thank you.” Anthony whispered.
“Thank you who?” Ian chuckled darkly.
“Thank you…Master.” Anthony panted harder.
“That’s right, I’m your master now, yours and only yours, and what do servants do when they have Masters?”
“Obey and serve them?” Anthony whispered, almost agonized.
“Smart boy.” Ian kissed Anthony once more but pulled away before Anthony could get anymore into it, “Let’s go, I’ll make it worth your while.”
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The decision was as easy as it could’ve been.
“Yes. YES. All night I’ve wanted you to say this! I don’t know what you did but damn, I’ve never seen someone as perfect as you.
Ian turned to Anthony once again with confusion in his eyes.
“Are you serious, young man? There’s no turning back.”
“I know.”
Ian took hold of Anthony’s hand and gently pressed him against the book shelf, and held Anthony’s arms down by his side, careful not to hurt him. Anthony was almost quaking with excitement. This man in front of him was his for tonight!
Ian’s breath breezed over Anthony’s face, making Anthony’s situation in his pants start back up again, Ian was approaching the situation with care, as if he didn’t want to ruin Anthony before he’d even started.
“You look fucking delicious.” Ian purred.
He leaned in, slowly, making Anthony want it even more and cupped Anthony’s face, leaving Anthony’s arm limply by his sides. Ian placed his lips on Anthony’s making the tension dissipate and transform in pure desperate desire. Although Anthony was easily the more obvious of the two in his desire, Ian was almost at tipping point too, yet keeping his suave composure. Their two lips moved in unison together, fitting together like the puzzle pieces that were missing in both their games.
Anthony began to get desperate, moving faster and more and more rapidly with Ian, causing Ian to pull away.
“I’m so sorry!” Anthony exclaimed, pausing to breath in-between words.
“All in good time.” Ian paused, “But damn, you’re so fucking sexy.” Ian moved back in, causing Anthony to open his mouth almost immediately, Ian smirked into the kiss and allowed his tongue to enter Anthony’s mouth. Ian’s tongue moved carefully and traced along the inside of Anthony’s lips, the venturing onto Anthony’s own the two moved together, and both the males were getting hotter and more desperate as time went along, but Ian was desperate to make it last as long as he needed to. Ian pulled away, his blue eyes darker with an almost animalistic look to them, he was wild and had unleashed whatever was in him.
Leaning back in Ian started to nibble on Anthony’s bottom lip, receiving a groan from Anthony he began to bite, but lightly at first then more heavily, eventually Ian could taste something metallic in his mouth and realised he had drawn blood but Anthony didn’t seem to care, he was groaning in ecstasy. Ian laughed lightly and began to flick his tongue across the cut. Anthony was breathing heavily and Ian was beginning to work up a situation of his own.
Sliding his hand down, Ian brushed his and across Anthony’s crotch which received a low growl in response. Ian pulled away from the kiss for the moment, still in his jacket, determined to strip later. Anthony looked at Ian pleadingly and Ian started to rub his hand up and down watching Anthony’s face as he writhed in pleasure. Deciding to help himself out a little bit Ian rolled his hips up and began to grind on Anthony receiving a stifled groan in response from Anthony.
“Oh god, please. Please!” Anthony whispered.
Ian smiled slyly, “We’re not even half way through yet you silly boy. Ask any more stupid questions I’m going to have to spank you, I’ll even get Cry in on it too. You’ll have no clue what you got yourself in to. Though… I’ll give you a second chance.”
Deciding to advance Ian flicked his tongue over Anthony’s cut and couple more times and began to toy with the end of Anthony’s shirt, undoing the buttons and tearing it off Ian threw it to the side of the study. Anthony looked down, then at Ian who was biting his lip again, but this time harder, staring at Anthony’s body. Ian placed his hands on Anthony’s chest and began to run his hands up and down making Anthony pant.
“Fuck.” Ian breathed, “And you’re all mine too, indecent or otherwise. You’ll be perfect. What do you say we move this into my bedroom?” Ian whispered in Anthony’s ear, then traced his tongue up the side of Anthony’s face. “You’re so beautiful.”
“Th-Thank you.” Anthony whispered.
“Thank you who?” Ian chuckled darkly.
“Thank you…Master.” Anthony panted harder.
“That’s right, I’m your master now, yours and only yours, and what do servants do when they have Masters?”
“Obey and serve them?” Anthony whispered, almost agonized.
“Smart boy.” Ian kissed Anthony once more but pulled away before Anthony could get anymore into it, “Let’s go, I’ll make it worth your while.”
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