A story in which Taylor is a good boy, Hugh/Taylor, FRAO
Title: A story in which Taylor is a good boy
Words: 726
Warnings: Light D/s
Rating: FRAO
A/N: I don't know if Hugh needs reading glasses or not but the thought of him in glasses was too hot to pass up.
Taylor was being annoying. Apparently he was bored and being bored meant tormenting Hugh when he was reading though new scripts. Finally Hugh snapped.
"Stop it! Behave yourself!" He didn't mean to use such a harsh voice and he didn't expect the flash of lust in Taylor's eyes or the whole change in demeanor and he definitely didn't expect the surge of arousal in himself at the sight of Taylor relaxing his posture and lowering his eyes.
"That's better... let's see if some time in the corner won't make you even better behaved." It was a test. Taylor could still get up and laugh the whole thing off and none of them would speak of it again. But he didn't laugh it off. Instead he smoothly moved to the corner of the room, the one in Hugh's view, and fell to his knees. Head still obediently bowed.
"Is this good, sir?" Even his voice had changed, it was lower, smoother and Hugh found it aroused him even more.
"That's good. Now stay there while I finish this." And with that he went back to his reading. Now and again he looked over the edges of the papers and was hit with just much he liked seeing Taylor on his knees. He managed to read for ten more minutes. Then he carefully put away the script and just looked at Taylor over the rim of his reading glasses. The young man did not look up but Hugh could tell he felt the eyes on him. There was a noticeable bulge in his pants and even in his relaxed obedient pose there was a tension in his shoulders.
"Come here." Taylor looked up quickly before lowering his gaze again. He then walked on his knees the few feet to the sofa where Hugh was still watching him. He stopped when he was close enough for Hugh to touch him. His breathing was a bit faster than normal and a faint flush coloured his cheeks. Hugh could barely keep from ravaging him then and there, intellectually he knew that Taylor hadn't been as innocent as he seemed right now in many years, his erection didn't seem to listen though. He reached out a hand and tilted Taylor's face up.
"We will have to talk about this later. Set up some rules, make sure we're on the same page in this. Understand?" Taylor nodded. "Good. Now you've been such a nice obedient boy... would you like a treat?" Another quick nod accompanied by a quick intake of breath. "Excellent. Then you may suck me."
"Thank you, sir" That simple phrase near undoes him and he had to concentrate to not come right then and there when Taylor reached for the fly of his pants and quickly got his oh so very hard cock out of the confinement of his slacks. He rested his hand on Taylor's head and leaned his head back as the young man licked his erection from top to bottom before swallowing as much as he could.
"Mmm... such a good boy. Yes. Just like that..." He kept up a litany of words and each encouragement earned him a humm that went through him like waves of pleasure. It didn't take long before he came with a drawn out moan and Taylor swallowed every last drop. While he still caught his breath he felt the young man tuck him back in and straighten his clothes. When he could focus clearly again he saw that Taylor was still on his knees, head bent.
"You may touch yourself now. But don't come yet." Hugh shifted to get a better view as Taylor nearly ripped the buttons of his jeans in his rush to get them open. When he finally got his hand on his cock a small sigh escaped him and he let his eyes slide completely closed, lost in pleasure.
He let his hand move in a familiar rhythm and Hugh could see him getting closer fast. He let him keep himself on the edge a little while before he spoke again:
"You may come now" And Taylor did with a sudden gasp, arching backwards before relaxing and slumping back down. Hugh leaned forward and pulled him up on the sofa with him, embracing Taylor and kissing his hair. Maybe it wasn't so bad with misbehaving lovers after all.
Words: 726
Warnings: Light D/s
Rating: FRAO
A/N: I don't know if Hugh needs reading glasses or not but the thought of him in glasses was too hot to pass up.
Taylor was being annoying. Apparently he was bored and being bored meant tormenting Hugh when he was reading though new scripts. Finally Hugh snapped.
"Stop it! Behave yourself!" He didn't mean to use such a harsh voice and he didn't expect the flash of lust in Taylor's eyes or the whole change in demeanor and he definitely didn't expect the surge of arousal in himself at the sight of Taylor relaxing his posture and lowering his eyes.
"That's better... let's see if some time in the corner won't make you even better behaved." It was a test. Taylor could still get up and laugh the whole thing off and none of them would speak of it again. But he didn't laugh it off. Instead he smoothly moved to the corner of the room, the one in Hugh's view, and fell to his knees. Head still obediently bowed.
"Is this good, sir?" Even his voice had changed, it was lower, smoother and Hugh found it aroused him even more.
"That's good. Now stay there while I finish this." And with that he went back to his reading. Now and again he looked over the edges of the papers and was hit with just much he liked seeing Taylor on his knees. He managed to read for ten more minutes. Then he carefully put away the script and just looked at Taylor over the rim of his reading glasses. The young man did not look up but Hugh could tell he felt the eyes on him. There was a noticeable bulge in his pants and even in his relaxed obedient pose there was a tension in his shoulders.
"Come here." Taylor looked up quickly before lowering his gaze again. He then walked on his knees the few feet to the sofa where Hugh was still watching him. He stopped when he was close enough for Hugh to touch him. His breathing was a bit faster than normal and a faint flush coloured his cheeks. Hugh could barely keep from ravaging him then and there, intellectually he knew that Taylor hadn't been as innocent as he seemed right now in many years, his erection didn't seem to listen though. He reached out a hand and tilted Taylor's face up.
"We will have to talk about this later. Set up some rules, make sure we're on the same page in this. Understand?" Taylor nodded. "Good. Now you've been such a nice obedient boy... would you like a treat?" Another quick nod accompanied by a quick intake of breath. "Excellent. Then you may suck me."
"Thank you, sir" That simple phrase near undoes him and he had to concentrate to not come right then and there when Taylor reached for the fly of his pants and quickly got his oh so very hard cock out of the confinement of his slacks. He rested his hand on Taylor's head and leaned his head back as the young man licked his erection from top to bottom before swallowing as much as he could.
"Mmm... such a good boy. Yes. Just like that..." He kept up a litany of words and each encouragement earned him a humm that went through him like waves of pleasure. It didn't take long before he came with a drawn out moan and Taylor swallowed every last drop. While he still caught his breath he felt the young man tuck him back in and straighten his clothes. When he could focus clearly again he saw that Taylor was still on his knees, head bent.
"You may touch yourself now. But don't come yet." Hugh shifted to get a better view as Taylor nearly ripped the buttons of his jeans in his rush to get them open. When he finally got his hand on his cock a small sigh escaped him and he let his eyes slide completely closed, lost in pleasure.
He let his hand move in a familiar rhythm and Hugh could see him getting closer fast. He let him keep himself on the edge a little while before he spoke again:
"You may come now" And Taylor did with a sudden gasp, arching backwards before relaxing and slumping back down. Hugh leaned forward and pulled him up on the sofa with him, embracing Taylor and kissing his hair. Maybe it wasn't so bad with misbehaving lovers after all.