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“Tell me,” I say softly, sleepily stroking his pebbled nipples.
His forehead thumps against the cabinet, his hands splayed beside his face. I can hear the soft pants escaping his parted lips. He doesn’t want to like it, but he does.
“I will not be coerced…”
My hand grabs on to his dick and strokes it over his underwear. It’s smaller than I’m used to, thinner, but fuck if it doesn’t seem to fit nicely in my hand. I can envision it bobbing against his abdomen when I fuck into him, the sounds it would make as it slaps against his skin.
These must be nighttime ramblings. I’ve lost my mind thinking these things. And yet, I don’t stop. I just keep going, my hand squeezing and stroking, feeling his body start to shudder against me.
“How about I get that rope and you show me what you were going to do with it?”
“I wasn’t going for the rope,” he moans. “I was just…browsing.”
A small laugh huffs out of me as I continue to torture him, one hand on his dick, the other pulling his boxers down his crack, exposing his ass. He whines at the sensation, that fabric stretched tightly across his taint.
“Is that so?”
“It’s so…so. I was just having trouble sleeping so I thought I’d take a peek around. See what my father has hidden around here.”
“Hmm, maybe I should tie you up so you can stop browsing and actually get some sleep. Maybe that would make you less of a brat.”
Those words move through him, and he groans loudly, his ass arching back against me, begging. I step back, taking him in, my hand moving from his dick to his other exposed cheek. My fingers dig into the flesh there, and I watch as he clenches and releases. I wonder what his hole would look like with my finger sliding in and out of it.
Suddenly, I have this urge to see it, to experience it. My cock hardens in my boxers, eager and needy.
It needs him, it seems.
“Actually, let’s try that,” I murmur as I pull him off the counter. He looks dazed, the orange in his eyes flickering ever so slightly as I set him on his feet.
Without taking my eyes off of him, I kneel on the counter, reach up and grab the rope, wrapping it around my fist as I hop onto the floor. His eyes follow it, and I can’t help but indulge myself.
I move closer until he’s just inches away. My hand extends out, and I brush the end of the rope across his shoulder.
“How about we give this a go and see how you sleep? Maybe you just need to be forced into it.”
His eyelids flutter, and I slide it down his chest to his dick, stroking along the length of him.
“Come on.”
Diablo exhales and then shakes his head. “Never.”
Wordlessly, I slide the rope around his neck like a leash, tightening it just enough that he pants, and a low moan is pulled from him.
“Who would have thought you’d be such a good boy,” I say, watching as his tongue sneaks out and wets his lips. “Come,” I command and tug slightly, pulling him toward my bedroom, his bare feet slapping on the floor as he trots along behind me.
“This is…” he pants, “This is illegal.”
“With a father like yours, you should know what’s illegal. You were raised being exposed to all sorts of things you shouldn’t have, I’m sure.”
“Don’t talk about him…you don’t know me.”
I stop short before my door, causing him to almost run into me, and turn to look at him.
“I don’t know you. Not really. Who does, Diablo?”
His eyes move away from mine, and he stares at the wall.
“Fuck you.”
