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“Up, now,” I growl it, low and sinister, leaning closer to the pair of them over the table. “You wanna play fucking games with me,” I look between the two of them, Rex’s smirk lifting even as he bites his cheek, he knows the drill, it’s why he started playing this game with Poppy. “That’s fine, I’ll show you exactly what I do to brats who test me.” I walk around the table, lifting Poppy’s tote bag, “Come,” I order them, waiting for them both to rise from their seats. Their fingers lace, “Walk,” I instruct and both of them start to head towards the exit.
Poppy glances at me over her shoulder, Rex whispering in her ear and a slow smile crawls onto her plush mouth as we walk down the hall. She bites her lip, pressing her cheek to Rex’s shoulder as they continue to glide down the hall.
Two angels trailing to their punishment. One, The Holy. Thick white wings, a golden aura surrounding her, visiting from a sacred land is quickly corrupted by the other. The Fallen, black winged, smoking feathers. He whispers into the ear of The Holy, coaxing her into the darkness with seductive murmurs and wicked tongues.
That’s how I picture them inside my head as I direct them through a first floor lecture hall, into an empty Professor’s office. Locking the door at my back as I enter behind them, enveloping the three of us in shadows.
Poppy’s sharp inhale prompts me faster towards the desk, flicking on the small table lamp, dropping her canvas bag onto the chair. I lean back against the desk, crossing my ankles, arms folding over my chest. The two of them standing before me,holding hands, matching smirks on each of their faces, our girl’s a little shyer than Rex’s.
My cock fucking weeps and I want to fuck them both at the same time, devour them, bruise them, make sure they both know they’re mine.
“Get on your knees,” I breathe, controlling my tone, keeping it even.
Slowly, sinking to their knees, hands still together, it makes me swallow, the sight of it. Their joint submission.
Poppy’s lips are slightly parted, her eyes wide, and it’s like as soon as her shins become flush with the wooden floor, she hits subspace. Rex’s chest rises and falls, his eyes only on mine, waiting, he licks his lips, and I see the corded muscle in his forearm flex as he tightens his grip on Poppy’s hand.
I stare between the two of them, silent, waiting, their combined breathing heavy and fast. It takes everything in me to keep control of my own.
Uncrossing my legs, I drop my arms, keep my chin high, looking down the length of my nose at them.
Kneeling.
For me.
My head spins, lust like a cloud of smoke lulling me under, but I straighten from the desk, standing tall, towering over them.
“Treasure, you’re such a good girl for me usually,” I lick my lips, tongue slowly rolling over my bottom one. “You let this bad boy corrupt you today?” I ask her, lilac eyes glazed, face shadowed, my silhouette falling over her.
She shakes her head, breath escaping her parted lips, “No,” she whispers, eyes only on mine and my heart hammers.
This is a girl I could love.
And she’s sitting beside the man Idolove.
Both of them waiting.
For me.
“Come take out my cock, Treasure,” I rasp, low and deep, and like the perfect fucking girl she is, shecrawlstowards me.
Her knees probably aching against the hardwood, but she doesn’t wince, her ass swaying. Rex’s eyes glued to it as he watches her close the three feet between us, his teeth in his lip. Her eyes on mine the entire time. She stops, right at the toes of my sneakers, tilting her head all the way back, her neck arching, her chin almost brushing the top of my thigh as she presses up on her knees. Long fingers curling beneath the waistband of my pants, her skin grazing mine like a shock of electricity bolting up my spine. She tugs down my boxer briefs and sweats, my cock springing free, her breath fanning over the weeping head of it makes me flinch in surprise. She drops down to her haunches, her eyes on my cock, and licks her lips.
“Rex,” I rasp, husky and low, my eyes lifting to his light green ones, “come show our good girl how much of a good boy you can really be for me.”
Rex shifts, as though he’s going to rise to his feet and I cluck my tongue, stopping him with one foot flat to the floor, a knee raised, “I don’t think so,” I whisper sinisterly. I lick my lips, raking my eyes down his cut, muscular body, “Crawl to me.”
Rex’s thick throat bobs with his swallow, his eyes holding mine, smirk gone, he drops his knee back to the floor, hands going out in front of him, he starts to crawl.
I glance back at Poppy, her entire body in submission, and it might just be the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
My cock jumps, the cool air of the room chilling my skin, but beneath it, I feel so, so hot. Anticipation a fire igniting beneath my flesh.
Rex stops beside Poppy. But where she’s resting back on her heels, he’s pushing up onto his knees, their thighs brushing as he does. Straight strands of ashy-mocha colored hair fall across his forehead as he looks up at me, shuffling even closer. His longfingers curl around the base of my cock squeezing my length in his rough palm as his lips part and he takes me all the way into his mouth. Twisting his fist at the base as the tip of my dick taps against the back of his throat.
Rex hollows his cheeks, sucking me deep, those pale green eyes locked on mine, and I can’t help lifting my hand, placing it palm down on the top of his head. His hair silky beneath my touch, I resist the urge to twine my fingers in it, grip him hard and yank him further down on my cock.
Instead, I rumble, my voice thick, “Such a good fucking boy for me,” and I pat his head.
