Vanilla
Title: Vanilla
Author: futuristicfury
Pairing: BellDom
Rating: NC-17/18
Beta: The amazing pau93. Thank you profoundly for putting up with my silly doubts. ;)
Warning: PWP, slight mentions of non-con, bondage and Matt's drool.
Summary: The alternation between the forcefulness and the over abundant love between our lovely boys and them not wanting to hurt each other.
Disclaimer: None of this is true. This is just a work of fiction. I don't own Muse but only this silly story
Feedback: It would be lovely to have some feedback on how I write since I'm not a regular writer. Constructive criticism is welcomed.
Author's Note: Hello, everyone! I had the idea of posting this on V-Day but I couldn't manage to finish it on time. And, this is my first pwp inspired from reading this amazing series, "A Fucking Psycho" by pau93. I wanted to explore the vulnerable side of both of them. This is for all my wonderful new friends at MS. Thank you all. Hope you all enjoy this! :)
[vanilla]
The light emanating from the streetlamps pooled into the room through the French windows, making the clock visible to steel grey eyes that were heady with the pupils blown wide. It was 3:23 a.m. Matt was sound asleep, unaware of the movement in the room. Then, something disturbed his series of soft snores. The springs in the bed squeaked as the grey-eyed man climbed on the bed and a lingering smell of vanilla wafted over to Matt’s nose. His tongue slipped out to lap at the plump bottom lip, while he stretched his neck on the left pillow unconsciously searching for the loving warmth.
Matt’s chest rose up to take a deep breath followed by a contented sigh as his face, buried in the middle of fluffy pillows, found the right angle to settle on. He smiled and his soft snores now continued without missing a beat.
The covers were lifted for a brief moment and cold wisps of the breeze created by the movement of the covers made Matt’s skin break out in goosebumps. The room fell silent, save for the clock ticking. Matt’s brow furrowed but relaxed soon as a warm naked body enveloped him from the top. His naked cock brushed against the navel of the man on top of him. His breath hitched but the sleep was still pinning down his pale eyelids and kept him buried deep in his subconscious state despite his growing arousal. His lips parted and a small trail of drool landed on the pillow cover, over which he immediately nuzzled his nose.
A chuckle was heard from the blond as he kissed along his exposed neck to reach up to his right ear. The teeth grazed over the lobe before biting it down gently. A sigh and a few mumbled words were heard.
Matt whimpered as the crease between his thigh and groin was caressed with light strokes, which teasingly increased his arousal, but it didn’t allow him to wake up yet. Suddenly, the taste of vanilla burst in his mouth as the blond thrust his tongue inside his open mouth and continued to coax the tired muscle into play. Matt groaned but involuntarily moved his mouth to suck at the other man’s bottom lip and accidentally bit the invading tongue.
“Fuck!” A hissed whisper was heard. The clock continued to tick. Matt adjusted his face again in the crook of the drool-covered pillows while his eyes moved rapidly beneath the closed lids. He was dreaming.
The man above him just smirked while nursing his jaw.
“So much for trying foreplay.” He snuffled as he reached for the drawer beside the bed and pulled out the eye mask he frequently used for sleeping during travelling. The poor light of the pale streetlamps made his smile seem a little bit sinister. Of course, Matt could expect his dreams to get a little wilder.
He gently lifted Matt’s head off the pillow to slip the mask over his relaxed eyelids. His hands were tugged up to be bound with two cotton cloth wipes, which the blond took out of the drawer as an afterthought. To the man’s surprise, Matt’s snores continued as he was blissfully unaware of what was going to happen to him.
Meanwhile, the man spread Matt’s legs apart and straddled his thighs before removing the blanket away slowly from their bodies. The blanket finally slid over Matt’s twitching toes and landed on the cold tiled floor with a soft swishing sound. Matt shivered visibly. His chest rose up with the effort of each deep breath, his lavish pert nipples on a tempting display. His arms involuntarily tugged on the restraints in an unsuccessful attempt to find the stolen blanket.
“Dom…” He breathed the word out and buried his nose in his warm left armpit. The man on top of him was still amused to find Matt so deeply asleep. He smiled when he saw Matt’s erect cock twitch as he traced a path along the base with his fingers to reach down below to finally cup his balls. The man continued to stroke the sparse dark hair underneath his fingers, effectively eliciting a whimper from Matt. When the pale hips started to move along with the rhythmic squeezes, he stopped abruptly. Matt’s strained moans were teasing the man beyond his capacity to bear. “Mmm… D-Dom?” Matt shivered again.
He had to take a moment to compose himself by staring at his own cock feeling irritated before shrugging away the thoughts of giving it a couple of effortful tugs. He bit his bottom lip in order not to moan. This was harder than he thought it would be.
Matt’s mind teetered on the edge and he was still on the brink of coming out of his erotic dreams. A certain blond hero awaited him on both sides of his consciousness. He was unable to choose one side due to the temporary fear that he would end up choosing his dream, missing out on his ‘real’ lover’s intense kisses and shared words of passion. His dreams, of course, wouldn’t be less explicit, but Matt preferred to love a person in his tangible anatomy rather than in his own vivid memory.
Matt realised that something was definitely wrong. But he just couldn't push past his reasoning that they had been lying in the bed, exhausted from the Valentine’s Day love making. He had been dreaming for a while, but now he couldn’t figure out whether his senses have been released from the sweet buzz with which he had finally his closed his eyes to fall asleep deeply.
Steamy scenes flashed across his mind: he remembered that his lover had, in fact, been providing the sweet torture of playfully planting kisses along the length of his painfully erect cock. Occasionally, a wet pink muscle would sneak out of those luscious lips and teasingly curl around the girth of the leaking head. In that precise moment, he could manage nothing more than a raw scream as blunt teeth immediately scraped down along a prominent vein on the twitching cock. His incapacitated mind swimming in ecstasy could no longer spot the slight insecurity he had been feeling a moment ago while he was trying to measure the reality and the possibility of a dream on a balance. The beam swayed endlessly, but there was no conscious effort to decipher on which side the beam leaned on more.
His pleas for his lover to take him were unheard. The pleasure continued to seep from the center of his body and spread out to fill his soul with an overcoming saturation. But, somewhere in his chest, there was an insistent throb. His senses were blind with the intense stimulation, but his heart was beating with an urgent wish. A need to share his pleasure. A need to touch his lover in the same way he was being touched. A need to hear his lover’s voice break as his body filled with ecstasy would soon come undone.
But, there was no interval for these intense waves of pleasure, which succeeded in hiding those small suspicions that arose initially. The confusion experienced earlier was now dissolved in the enraptured words and actions of love.
Outside, in the real time, the blond had been watching him curiously. His arms pulled slightly at the restraints as his mouth opened to take in shallow breaths. His hips bucked in vain, in search of the previous caressing heat and his neck arched in need of a sweet pair of lips on them. His whole body was covered by a thin layer of sweat, which made the dips and curves of his pale body glisten deliciously in the wan light of the streetlamps filtering in the room. The man smiled and continued his ministrations with the intent to follow the plan, now with a stronger urge.
He knelt down to kiss Matt softly. His left hand strayed up from caressing his neck to knot in his brown hair. He pulled the damp roots to tilt his head to the right and coaxed Matt to kiss him back by sucking and biting his lower lip. He moved his other hand down to tease the nipple by brushing his thumbs over it. This action elicited a deep moan and another weak tug at the restraints. He ground their bodies together with a quick snap of his hips, the friction causing both of them to moan. He felt Matt’s mouth opening underneath his own before sliding his tongue inside. He smiled into the kiss and his hand clenched into the damp hair to guide their lips, sucking more of his tongue into his mouth. His right hand slid further south to grab their dicks together and gave them a few rough tugs.
Matt cried out, pulling away from the kiss. His arms trembled and his hips bucked up into the hand of the other man. He was clearly awake now, but his confusion increased when he sensed the restraints pulling him back. He wasn’t given enough time to recover from his erotic dream to fall again deep into another realistic one. When he felt a cloth covering his vision, his eyebrows raised in suspicion. He whimpered again as the pair of lips sucked down and left an invisible trail on his neck to clasp over his nipple and teeth greedily bit and tugged the pink nub.
“D-Dom?” He breathed out heavily as he panted onto the pillow. “P-Please...Dom!”
A moment passed and the pair of lips detached from the ravaged nipple to move to the other one, while the hand jerking their cocks moved in an agonizingly slow rhythm. Matt was gradually losing himself again in the intense pleasure, but his new doubts held him back firmly. He needed to hear his lover’s voice reassuring him and silencing the confusion that was clouding his mind.
The mouth moved downwards, licking and sucking the salty pale skin. When he felt a hot exhale of breath over his cock, he moaned his lover’s name again, the anticipation killing him.
“Dom!” He tugged harder at the restraints and arched his back while groaning in frustration. “D-Dom! Wh-what are y-”
Unexpectedly, two fingers were inserted in his mouth, effectively stopping his enquiry. A chuckle came from below, blows of hot breaths stopped fanning against his strained cock.
The man sat up and spread Matt's thighs apart before straddling his hips again. He watched how Matt's mouth was trying to form a word but, the shock, more than the fingers in his mouth, made it harder to process anything.
Matt didn't know whether he should be aroused or afraid of what was about to happen. He had never been the one who was tied up. This touch was just so different from Dom’s usual and vulnerable ones. He inhaled deeply through his nose, trying to calm his racing heart. He decided he had to play along to know Dom’s intentions.
He clasped his mouth around the two long fingers firmly and started sucking the digits slowly, rolling his tongue around them. He could hear the pleased hum of the other man. Once he thought he was finished coating the fingers with his saliva enough, his lips parted slightly and the two digits were slowly dragged out of his mouth, and moved along the jaw down to his throat; then, they travelled further south along his pale chest and finally lifted over his crotch and settled back with the tips teasing his opening.
“Such a lovely slut...” Dom murmured and brushed his wet index finger over the puckered opening. Matt felt the knots in his stomach curling painfully in anticipation. He whimpered when the cool finger suddenly pushed through his entrance. “How could I just leave you untouched now that I know you want this?”
Matt gasped in surprise. It felt weird to feel aroused by the threats. Matt smiled internally at Dom’s game. It was one of his obsessive kinks to indulge in role play. He tried hard not to break into a series of giggles when he remembered the last time Dom had made him play the traditional innocent student and hot teacher scene: he had nearly choked with Dom’s erect cock in his mouth when he noticed how he was quite taken into the role of an innocent student and begged him to fuck him before he came hotly in his mouth.
The way he had tugged at his hair with the nails scraping at his scalp. The way he had shyly kissed him back when he dropped to his knees as well. The way he had hidden his gaze under the blond fringe when he had teasingly asked Dom what he wanted. The way he had meekly brushed his fingers over Matt’s tight trousers. The way he had curiously watched Matt strip off the last piece of clothing. The way he had tricked Matt by kissing him and playfully pushed him onto their bed with a grin. The way he wrestled Matt to be on top to give up soon when Matt seduced him with his hot open-mouthed kisses. The way he mewled weakly when he felt Matt's long fingers preparing him. The way he had slightly showed hesitation when Matt was about to enter him.
It nearly killed him to the extent Dom lived out his each and every role. It was just a mindfuck to watch him shy away within a few thrusts. It just fueled Matt’s lust to take his hypothetical virginity once again, with a more animalistic and primal urge. He grunted and remembered that Dom had been on the brink of tears.
The scene still played out in his head as if it had been just yesterday. When those glassy eyes connected with his own deep blue ones, he felt his mask break. He immediately took Dom’s face in both of his hands to kiss him urgently on his forehead and smile gently at him when again Dom refused to meet his eyes. He pressed his lips softly over Dom’s trembling ones and nuzzled their noses together before lifting his chin to meet his gaze earnestly. For a moment, he was stunned as a sudden realisation struck his heart.
Why was his throat so closed up when he saw Dom so vulnerable? Why did his heart feel heavy when he realised that he had been making him uncomfortable? Why did he care so much for a small silly role play?
His right hand moved downwards and spread over Dom’s chest where he could feel the rapidly beating organ under the pads of his digits. He brushed his fingers over the hardened nipple and heard Dom’s breath hitch.
“I promise, my dear, I won't do anything to hurt you.” He whispered quietly while pulling out of Dom and lying by his side, resting his face in the warm crook of Dom’s neck. “I love you. So fucking much.” He stayed still, instantly hoping that Dom would see this sudden outburst as a part of their silly role play. His heart now was beating violently to race with the matching pace of Dom’s.
A moment passed, during which Matt relaxed and almost drifted into a light sleep when, suddenly, a hand grabbed his cock.
“Uhhh... I love you too. I mean it, literally. Now, where were we-?”
Yes, he decided to love that idiot.
Matt realised he had zoned out again. But Dom was being patient with him. Oh, this role was very new for him. Dom would usually prefer to take submissive ones, and he would make Matt initiate all the dirty talk and the sweet fucking. There were a few days in the beginning of their relationship when they had experimented with Dom being on top of him. Now this new role was digging out the need for him to let go of control and lie back. The wicked way which Dom had used to wake him up so abruptly left him teasingly wanting for more. He steadied his breathing and focused on the movements of the man above him.
It was unbearably quiet for Matt. He strained his neck up while breathing deep, his abdominal muscles stretching to create a delicious display. He hoped to lure Dom into doing something by some subtle needy action. As predicted, a grunt was heard from Dom.
“You sure you want to play a dirty whore today, huh?”
The implication made Matt’s face burn in shame and his sweaty palms fisted into the bonds.
“W-what...?” He bit his lip and tried to hide his face between the pillows, which left more of the luscious sweaty neck exposed. “Please, l-let me go...!” He made sure to whimper the last line by arching his chest and pulling the bonds, agitated.
A cool finger traced the sparse dark hair around his nipple forcing a high pitched moan from Matt's mouth.
“Little bird, if you keep teasing my senses like this, I can guarantee I won't leave before fucking you all night…” There was a sharp bite over his right hip bone making Matt thrust his hips up immediately. His straining cock brushed against Dom’s throat, leaving a wet spot over his Adam's apple. Matt breathed in deeply when he felt Dom pull himself up and his soft palm caressing his jaw. “I bet you wanna watch me suck you.”
Matt shuddered at the hint of what was about to come. Dom’s fingers traced up his cheekbones to hook beneath the eye mask and pull it over his head in a quick motion.
“Hello there…” Dom’s mischievous smile greeted him as he opened his eyes. He gasped when Dom leant down and pecked the red hickey he had left earlier over his hipbone. “Shall we continue?”
The soft stubble on Dom’s cheek grazed against his cock deliberately, inviting a husky growl from Matt, which was followed by an almost inaudible whisper.
“D-Dom…!”
Matt winced, realising his mistake, and blamed his overdriven senses turning on the default settings of his body. He just couldn’t help himself whenever Dom decided to use this strategic weapon of seduction. His experiences in bed now showed the evidence for the fact that Dom’s mouth, when put to good use, can be a torturously sweet ride to heaven. And when those merciless grey eyes locked with his terrified blue ones, a smirk on Dom’s face revealed his amusement on Matt’s temporary amnesia. He was supposed to be fighting back the bait that Dom had laid across him.
“D-don’t do t-this to me!” Matt surprisingly found strength for stopping his hips from bucking into Dom’s shoulder, his eyes conforming with the hopelessness that Dom had wished to extricate out of him. But the efforts to put up with scripted lines were wasted. The warm mouth finally found the tip of his leaking erection and slow sucks followed mischievously with an intent to hear Matt’s contradicting pleas: as his lover and also as his victim.
Matt’s body shook with effort to hold himself back from looking at those impeccable grey eyes. But, when wet fingers trailed up to knot in his brown hair, the painful tug managed to pull him out of his stance and take the bait in a heartbeat. His eyes opened wide. His head was angled purposefully by the hand of his captor to make him witness the erotic scene of the lush pink mouth swallowing almost half of his straining erection.
“F-fuck…” He rasped.
Dom smiled and continued bobbing his head up and down, urging Matt to move his hips with his hungry stare. Matt couldn’t hold his gaze in fear of losing the game too soon. His mouth opened in a raw scream as a hand joined to jerk him from the base of his cock. The other hand clutching his hair tightened, indicating disapproval due to his disobedience.
Matt took a deep breath and shuddered and focused his eyes between his legs. The effect was immediate as he gasped and strained his arms against the bonds when he watched Dom’s saliva-coated lips glisten along his weeping cock. He begged silently as their eyes met again. But he wasn’t sure whether he was pleading for this to stop or to continue.
His punishment began as the mouth retreated and teeth nipped at the length of his cock, driving him wild. It made him falter in his rhythm when he bucked up with the hand still jerking his cock.
“P-Please…!” He moaned in abandon, eliciting a pleased chuckle from Dom.
“Feel free to beg...” Dom grunted as he pulled himself up to lay his naked body flat against Matt’s. The little treat of pleasure took a threatening turn as he continued, “But I hope you know how hard you are gonna get fucked anyways.”
With that, Dom grabbed his face and kissed him for a good measure. The absolute debauchery written in Matt’s eyes tugged at his heartstrings. He felt the need to reassure himself that he wasn’t going to hurt Matt before he started to do anything. His love for this man was increasingly becoming a source for his guilt proneness.
But when he felt Matt kissing him back immediately, he was reminded of the days when Matt had consoled him lovingly during his sorrows. He felt safe. But he still couldn’t bring himself to do it. Even though physically he had the power to do anything with Matt, he felt that the power to make all of his moves emanated from his lover, who was tied down ironically. The depth of their emotions was just laid out bare when the tongues fought in a fierce battle of impatient kisses.
Suddenly, Matt moved his face away, breaking the kiss and panting heavily.
“Untie me…” He rasped holding his gaze pointedly. Dom couldn’t look away from those commanding blue eyes. In fact, he could just manage to nod and move his arms up to untie the knots holding up Matt’s arms. The right wrist pulled away from the bonds and came free as soon as the knot loosened. Matt growled and immediately moved his fingers up to bury his hand in Dom’s blond hair and pull him down for another kiss.
“Fuck me, Dom! Fuck me hard...now!” He groaned in between kisses and spread his legs wider while thrusting up. Dom moaned and screwed his eyes shut when he felt their bodies colliding to meet the natural thrusts with sweet friction.
Their mouths found the way back to each other, nipping and sucking in wanton need. As soon as the other hand came off free from the bond, Matt moved it to cup Dom’s arse and squeezed it rhythmically. He bent his legs at his knees and bucked up impatiently, sending involuntary messages to Dom that he was, in fact, ready.
Obediently, Dom broke the kiss and his fingers found his mouth again and he moved his other hand down to grasp Matt’s cock again. Matt groaned and deliberately dragged his teeth over Dom’s fingers, smiling when he felt Dom’s hand tightening around his cock.
“F-Fuck this role play...I love you too much.” Dom breathed before locking their eyes again.
The next thing Matt knew was those two fingers entering urgently inside him. He whimpered when the fingers twisted inside him and found the spot he had long forgotten about. A few more thrusts and he heard himself crying loudly.
“Dom! Now…”
A warm hand cupped his face and deep grey eyes that promised love for eternity locked with his own. Dom leaned down and took his bottom lip into his mouth, sucking and nibbling it patiently.
“Anything for you...” The fingers retreated and Dom pulled himself up to reach into their bedside drawer to grab a tube of lubrication. He kissed Matt’s inner thigh while applying the cool gel on his own cock. He tossed the tube on the drawer again and leaned down to kiss Matt before lining up himself against his opening. Matt’s body stilled as he felt the thick cock pushing past his entrance. Dom felt him tremble underneath him. He brushed his lips over Matt's stubble and moved to whisper in his ear. “Breathe, love…” and he sucked a trail down his neck while caressing Matt’s cheek.
A small sigh followed and Dom felt Matt rising up to meet his shallow thrusts.
“Dom...I-” Matt screwed his eyes shut as Dom bit his collarbone and parted his lips to suck at the bruised skin. “Fuck...Dom...h-harder” His hips moved involuntarily now, as he felt Dom’s cock progressively reaching deeper and deeper inside him. Both of his hands now clutched Dom’s hips painfully enough to leave bruises, his legs winding around Dom’s thighs for more leverage.
Sweat matted Dom’s hair onto his forehead and, on a particular thrust, his hips faltered as his cock buried deep enough to make Matt scream. He whimpered as Matt tightened his walls around him, forcing him to mentally try and hold himself at the edge.
“Matt...I-I’m close.” He gasped as he continued to thrust, taking Matt’s leaking cock in his sweaty palm to make him understand that he also was about to come.
“F-Fuck!” Matt eyes shot wide open and his nails dug deeper into Dom’s hips, meanwhile Dom’s hand tipped him over the edge. Then he came hotly spurting his seed over Dom’s hand, that still jerked him to milk all the pleasure flowing through.
After only a few moments of fast-paced thrusts, Dom finished and his orgasm felt sweet, his body shuddering and feeling what he had been holding off, just so he could give Matt the best pleasure he could manage.
Finally, he collapsed over Matt’s spent body when his legs gave out. He closed his eyes and felt both of their rapid heartbeats racing each other against his chest. He smiled and moved to face Matt, who had a similar blissful expression.
Matt leaned in to peck his nose, his right hand moving to remove the offending blond fringe from his forehead, with their eyes still locked. Dom pulled out of Matt carefully and moved to lie next to him on the left side of the bed. Matt's hand immediately shot out to grab his waist and pull him against his body and buried his face against Dom’s neck.
“Hmm….may I ask what brought this on?” Matt smiled as he heard Dom muttering something about ice-cream while burying his nose in Matt’s hair, his chest already rising and falling rhythmically.
Matt sighed. His eyes wandered around the room. The clock now read 4:12 a.m. He stood up to grab the fallen blanket. That was when he noticed the empty cup of vanilla ice cream placed on the table near the door. He chuckled softly and remembered the lingering taste in his senses before Dom had woken him up. He climbed up the bed and covered both of them with the blanket, cuddling up to Dom’s chest again. He made sure to remember that when they woke up he would need to tease Dom about his weird inspirations for role play. His mind wandered to the empty cup which was mostly likely the object of his suspicion for Dom’s initiatives. He smiled and kissed Dom’s neck before drifting back into the peaceful sleep, again meeting his lover at the other edge of his consciousness.
Author: futuristicfury
Pairing: BellDom
Rating: NC-17/18
Beta: The amazing pau93. Thank you profoundly for putting up with my silly doubts. ;)
Warning: PWP, slight mentions of non-con, bondage and Matt's drool.
Summary: The alternation between the forcefulness and the over abundant love between our lovely boys and them not wanting to hurt each other.
Disclaimer: None of this is true. This is just a work of fiction. I don't own Muse but only this silly story
Feedback: It would be lovely to have some feedback on how I write since I'm not a regular writer. Constructive criticism is welcomed.
Author's Note: Hello, everyone! I had the idea of posting this on V-Day but I couldn't manage to finish it on time. And, this is my first pwp inspired from reading this amazing series, "A Fucking Psycho" by pau93. I wanted to explore the vulnerable side of both of them. This is for all my wonderful new friends at MS. Thank you all. Hope you all enjoy this! :)
[vanilla]
The light emanating from the streetlamps pooled into the room through the French windows, making the clock visible to steel grey eyes that were heady with the pupils blown wide. It was 3:23 a.m. Matt was sound asleep, unaware of the movement in the room. Then, something disturbed his series of soft snores. The springs in the bed squeaked as the grey-eyed man climbed on the bed and a lingering smell of vanilla wafted over to Matt’s nose. His tongue slipped out to lap at the plump bottom lip, while he stretched his neck on the left pillow unconsciously searching for the loving warmth.
Matt’s chest rose up to take a deep breath followed by a contented sigh as his face, buried in the middle of fluffy pillows, found the right angle to settle on. He smiled and his soft snores now continued without missing a beat.
The covers were lifted for a brief moment and cold wisps of the breeze created by the movement of the covers made Matt’s skin break out in goosebumps. The room fell silent, save for the clock ticking. Matt’s brow furrowed but relaxed soon as a warm naked body enveloped him from the top. His naked cock brushed against the navel of the man on top of him. His breath hitched but the sleep was still pinning down his pale eyelids and kept him buried deep in his subconscious state despite his growing arousal. His lips parted and a small trail of drool landed on the pillow cover, over which he immediately nuzzled his nose.
A chuckle was heard from the blond as he kissed along his exposed neck to reach up to his right ear. The teeth grazed over the lobe before biting it down gently. A sigh and a few mumbled words were heard.
Matt whimpered as the crease between his thigh and groin was caressed with light strokes, which teasingly increased his arousal, but it didn’t allow him to wake up yet. Suddenly, the taste of vanilla burst in his mouth as the blond thrust his tongue inside his open mouth and continued to coax the tired muscle into play. Matt groaned but involuntarily moved his mouth to suck at the other man’s bottom lip and accidentally bit the invading tongue.
“Fuck!” A hissed whisper was heard. The clock continued to tick. Matt adjusted his face again in the crook of the drool-covered pillows while his eyes moved rapidly beneath the closed lids. He was dreaming.
The man above him just smirked while nursing his jaw.
“So much for trying foreplay.” He snuffled as he reached for the drawer beside the bed and pulled out the eye mask he frequently used for sleeping during travelling. The poor light of the pale streetlamps made his smile seem a little bit sinister. Of course, Matt could expect his dreams to get a little wilder.
He gently lifted Matt’s head off the pillow to slip the mask over his relaxed eyelids. His hands were tugged up to be bound with two cotton cloth wipes, which the blond took out of the drawer as an afterthought. To the man’s surprise, Matt’s snores continued as he was blissfully unaware of what was going to happen to him.
Meanwhile, the man spread Matt’s legs apart and straddled his thighs before removing the blanket away slowly from their bodies. The blanket finally slid over Matt’s twitching toes and landed on the cold tiled floor with a soft swishing sound. Matt shivered visibly. His chest rose up with the effort of each deep breath, his lavish pert nipples on a tempting display. His arms involuntarily tugged on the restraints in an unsuccessful attempt to find the stolen blanket.
“Dom…” He breathed the word out and buried his nose in his warm left armpit. The man on top of him was still amused to find Matt so deeply asleep. He smiled when he saw Matt’s erect cock twitch as he traced a path along the base with his fingers to reach down below to finally cup his balls. The man continued to stroke the sparse dark hair underneath his fingers, effectively eliciting a whimper from Matt. When the pale hips started to move along with the rhythmic squeezes, he stopped abruptly. Matt’s strained moans were teasing the man beyond his capacity to bear. “Mmm… D-Dom?” Matt shivered again.
He had to take a moment to compose himself by staring at his own cock feeling irritated before shrugging away the thoughts of giving it a couple of effortful tugs. He bit his bottom lip in order not to moan. This was harder than he thought it would be.
Matt’s mind teetered on the edge and he was still on the brink of coming out of his erotic dreams. A certain blond hero awaited him on both sides of his consciousness. He was unable to choose one side due to the temporary fear that he would end up choosing his dream, missing out on his ‘real’ lover’s intense kisses and shared words of passion. His dreams, of course, wouldn’t be less explicit, but Matt preferred to love a person in his tangible anatomy rather than in his own vivid memory.
Matt realised that something was definitely wrong. But he just couldn't push past his reasoning that they had been lying in the bed, exhausted from the Valentine’s Day love making. He had been dreaming for a while, but now he couldn’t figure out whether his senses have been released from the sweet buzz with which he had finally his closed his eyes to fall asleep deeply.
Steamy scenes flashed across his mind: he remembered that his lover had, in fact, been providing the sweet torture of playfully planting kisses along the length of his painfully erect cock. Occasionally, a wet pink muscle would sneak out of those luscious lips and teasingly curl around the girth of the leaking head. In that precise moment, he could manage nothing more than a raw scream as blunt teeth immediately scraped down along a prominent vein on the twitching cock. His incapacitated mind swimming in ecstasy could no longer spot the slight insecurity he had been feeling a moment ago while he was trying to measure the reality and the possibility of a dream on a balance. The beam swayed endlessly, but there was no conscious effort to decipher on which side the beam leaned on more.
His pleas for his lover to take him were unheard. The pleasure continued to seep from the center of his body and spread out to fill his soul with an overcoming saturation. But, somewhere in his chest, there was an insistent throb. His senses were blind with the intense stimulation, but his heart was beating with an urgent wish. A need to share his pleasure. A need to touch his lover in the same way he was being touched. A need to hear his lover’s voice break as his body filled with ecstasy would soon come undone.
But, there was no interval for these intense waves of pleasure, which succeeded in hiding those small suspicions that arose initially. The confusion experienced earlier was now dissolved in the enraptured words and actions of love.
Outside, in the real time, the blond had been watching him curiously. His arms pulled slightly at the restraints as his mouth opened to take in shallow breaths. His hips bucked in vain, in search of the previous caressing heat and his neck arched in need of a sweet pair of lips on them. His whole body was covered by a thin layer of sweat, which made the dips and curves of his pale body glisten deliciously in the wan light of the streetlamps filtering in the room. The man smiled and continued his ministrations with the intent to follow the plan, now with a stronger urge.
He knelt down to kiss Matt softly. His left hand strayed up from caressing his neck to knot in his brown hair. He pulled the damp roots to tilt his head to the right and coaxed Matt to kiss him back by sucking and biting his lower lip. He moved his other hand down to tease the nipple by brushing his thumbs over it. This action elicited a deep moan and another weak tug at the restraints. He ground their bodies together with a quick snap of his hips, the friction causing both of them to moan. He felt Matt’s mouth opening underneath his own before sliding his tongue inside. He smiled into the kiss and his hand clenched into the damp hair to guide their lips, sucking more of his tongue into his mouth. His right hand slid further south to grab their dicks together and gave them a few rough tugs.
Matt cried out, pulling away from the kiss. His arms trembled and his hips bucked up into the hand of the other man. He was clearly awake now, but his confusion increased when he sensed the restraints pulling him back. He wasn’t given enough time to recover from his erotic dream to fall again deep into another realistic one. When he felt a cloth covering his vision, his eyebrows raised in suspicion. He whimpered again as the pair of lips sucked down and left an invisible trail on his neck to clasp over his nipple and teeth greedily bit and tugged the pink nub.
“D-Dom?” He breathed out heavily as he panted onto the pillow. “P-Please...Dom!”
A moment passed and the pair of lips detached from the ravaged nipple to move to the other one, while the hand jerking their cocks moved in an agonizingly slow rhythm. Matt was gradually losing himself again in the intense pleasure, but his new doubts held him back firmly. He needed to hear his lover’s voice reassuring him and silencing the confusion that was clouding his mind.
The mouth moved downwards, licking and sucking the salty pale skin. When he felt a hot exhale of breath over his cock, he moaned his lover’s name again, the anticipation killing him.
“Dom!” He tugged harder at the restraints and arched his back while groaning in frustration. “D-Dom! Wh-what are y-”
Unexpectedly, two fingers were inserted in his mouth, effectively stopping his enquiry. A chuckle came from below, blows of hot breaths stopped fanning against his strained cock.
The man sat up and spread Matt's thighs apart before straddling his hips again. He watched how Matt's mouth was trying to form a word but, the shock, more than the fingers in his mouth, made it harder to process anything.
Matt didn't know whether he should be aroused or afraid of what was about to happen. He had never been the one who was tied up. This touch was just so different from Dom’s usual and vulnerable ones. He inhaled deeply through his nose, trying to calm his racing heart. He decided he had to play along to know Dom’s intentions.
He clasped his mouth around the two long fingers firmly and started sucking the digits slowly, rolling his tongue around them. He could hear the pleased hum of the other man. Once he thought he was finished coating the fingers with his saliva enough, his lips parted slightly and the two digits were slowly dragged out of his mouth, and moved along the jaw down to his throat; then, they travelled further south along his pale chest and finally lifted over his crotch and settled back with the tips teasing his opening.
“Such a lovely slut...” Dom murmured and brushed his wet index finger over the puckered opening. Matt felt the knots in his stomach curling painfully in anticipation. He whimpered when the cool finger suddenly pushed through his entrance. “How could I just leave you untouched now that I know you want this?”
Matt gasped in surprise. It felt weird to feel aroused by the threats. Matt smiled internally at Dom’s game. It was one of his obsessive kinks to indulge in role play. He tried hard not to break into a series of giggles when he remembered the last time Dom had made him play the traditional innocent student and hot teacher scene: he had nearly choked with Dom’s erect cock in his mouth when he noticed how he was quite taken into the role of an innocent student and begged him to fuck him before he came hotly in his mouth.
The way he had tugged at his hair with the nails scraping at his scalp. The way he had shyly kissed him back when he dropped to his knees as well. The way he had hidden his gaze under the blond fringe when he had teasingly asked Dom what he wanted. The way he had meekly brushed his fingers over Matt’s tight trousers. The way he had curiously watched Matt strip off the last piece of clothing. The way he had tricked Matt by kissing him and playfully pushed him onto their bed with a grin. The way he wrestled Matt to be on top to give up soon when Matt seduced him with his hot open-mouthed kisses. The way he mewled weakly when he felt Matt's long fingers preparing him. The way he had slightly showed hesitation when Matt was about to enter him.
It nearly killed him to the extent Dom lived out his each and every role. It was just a mindfuck to watch him shy away within a few thrusts. It just fueled Matt’s lust to take his hypothetical virginity once again, with a more animalistic and primal urge. He grunted and remembered that Dom had been on the brink of tears.
The scene still played out in his head as if it had been just yesterday. When those glassy eyes connected with his own deep blue ones, he felt his mask break. He immediately took Dom’s face in both of his hands to kiss him urgently on his forehead and smile gently at him when again Dom refused to meet his eyes. He pressed his lips softly over Dom’s trembling ones and nuzzled their noses together before lifting his chin to meet his gaze earnestly. For a moment, he was stunned as a sudden realisation struck his heart.
Why was his throat so closed up when he saw Dom so vulnerable? Why did his heart feel heavy when he realised that he had been making him uncomfortable? Why did he care so much for a small silly role play?
His right hand moved downwards and spread over Dom’s chest where he could feel the rapidly beating organ under the pads of his digits. He brushed his fingers over the hardened nipple and heard Dom’s breath hitch.
“I promise, my dear, I won't do anything to hurt you.” He whispered quietly while pulling out of Dom and lying by his side, resting his face in the warm crook of Dom’s neck. “I love you. So fucking much.” He stayed still, instantly hoping that Dom would see this sudden outburst as a part of their silly role play. His heart now was beating violently to race with the matching pace of Dom’s.
A moment passed, during which Matt relaxed and almost drifted into a light sleep when, suddenly, a hand grabbed his cock.
“Uhhh... I love you too. I mean it, literally. Now, where were we-?”
Yes, he decided to love that idiot.
Matt realised he had zoned out again. But Dom was being patient with him. Oh, this role was very new for him. Dom would usually prefer to take submissive ones, and he would make Matt initiate all the dirty talk and the sweet fucking. There were a few days in the beginning of their relationship when they had experimented with Dom being on top of him. Now this new role was digging out the need for him to let go of control and lie back. The wicked way which Dom had used to wake him up so abruptly left him teasingly wanting for more. He steadied his breathing and focused on the movements of the man above him.
It was unbearably quiet for Matt. He strained his neck up while breathing deep, his abdominal muscles stretching to create a delicious display. He hoped to lure Dom into doing something by some subtle needy action. As predicted, a grunt was heard from Dom.
“You sure you want to play a dirty whore today, huh?”
The implication made Matt’s face burn in shame and his sweaty palms fisted into the bonds.
“W-what...?” He bit his lip and tried to hide his face between the pillows, which left more of the luscious sweaty neck exposed. “Please, l-let me go...!” He made sure to whimper the last line by arching his chest and pulling the bonds, agitated.
A cool finger traced the sparse dark hair around his nipple forcing a high pitched moan from Matt's mouth.
“Little bird, if you keep teasing my senses like this, I can guarantee I won't leave before fucking you all night…” There was a sharp bite over his right hip bone making Matt thrust his hips up immediately. His straining cock brushed against Dom’s throat, leaving a wet spot over his Adam's apple. Matt breathed in deeply when he felt Dom pull himself up and his soft palm caressing his jaw. “I bet you wanna watch me suck you.”
Matt shuddered at the hint of what was about to come. Dom’s fingers traced up his cheekbones to hook beneath the eye mask and pull it over his head in a quick motion.
“Hello there…” Dom’s mischievous smile greeted him as he opened his eyes. He gasped when Dom leant down and pecked the red hickey he had left earlier over his hipbone. “Shall we continue?”
The soft stubble on Dom’s cheek grazed against his cock deliberately, inviting a husky growl from Matt, which was followed by an almost inaudible whisper.
“D-Dom…!”
Matt winced, realising his mistake, and blamed his overdriven senses turning on the default settings of his body. He just couldn’t help himself whenever Dom decided to use this strategic weapon of seduction. His experiences in bed now showed the evidence for the fact that Dom’s mouth, when put to good use, can be a torturously sweet ride to heaven. And when those merciless grey eyes locked with his terrified blue ones, a smirk on Dom’s face revealed his amusement on Matt’s temporary amnesia. He was supposed to be fighting back the bait that Dom had laid across him.
“D-don’t do t-this to me!” Matt surprisingly found strength for stopping his hips from bucking into Dom’s shoulder, his eyes conforming with the hopelessness that Dom had wished to extricate out of him. But the efforts to put up with scripted lines were wasted. The warm mouth finally found the tip of his leaking erection and slow sucks followed mischievously with an intent to hear Matt’s contradicting pleas: as his lover and also as his victim.
Matt’s body shook with effort to hold himself back from looking at those impeccable grey eyes. But, when wet fingers trailed up to knot in his brown hair, the painful tug managed to pull him out of his stance and take the bait in a heartbeat. His eyes opened wide. His head was angled purposefully by the hand of his captor to make him witness the erotic scene of the lush pink mouth swallowing almost half of his straining erection.
“F-fuck…” He rasped.
Dom smiled and continued bobbing his head up and down, urging Matt to move his hips with his hungry stare. Matt couldn’t hold his gaze in fear of losing the game too soon. His mouth opened in a raw scream as a hand joined to jerk him from the base of his cock. The other hand clutching his hair tightened, indicating disapproval due to his disobedience.
Matt took a deep breath and shuddered and focused his eyes between his legs. The effect was immediate as he gasped and strained his arms against the bonds when he watched Dom’s saliva-coated lips glisten along his weeping cock. He begged silently as their eyes met again. But he wasn’t sure whether he was pleading for this to stop or to continue.
His punishment began as the mouth retreated and teeth nipped at the length of his cock, driving him wild. It made him falter in his rhythm when he bucked up with the hand still jerking his cock.
“P-Please…!” He moaned in abandon, eliciting a pleased chuckle from Dom.
“Feel free to beg...” Dom grunted as he pulled himself up to lay his naked body flat against Matt’s. The little treat of pleasure took a threatening turn as he continued, “But I hope you know how hard you are gonna get fucked anyways.”
With that, Dom grabbed his face and kissed him for a good measure. The absolute debauchery written in Matt’s eyes tugged at his heartstrings. He felt the need to reassure himself that he wasn’t going to hurt Matt before he started to do anything. His love for this man was increasingly becoming a source for his guilt proneness.
But when he felt Matt kissing him back immediately, he was reminded of the days when Matt had consoled him lovingly during his sorrows. He felt safe. But he still couldn’t bring himself to do it. Even though physically he had the power to do anything with Matt, he felt that the power to make all of his moves emanated from his lover, who was tied down ironically. The depth of their emotions was just laid out bare when the tongues fought in a fierce battle of impatient kisses.
Suddenly, Matt moved his face away, breaking the kiss and panting heavily.
“Untie me…” He rasped holding his gaze pointedly. Dom couldn’t look away from those commanding blue eyes. In fact, he could just manage to nod and move his arms up to untie the knots holding up Matt’s arms. The right wrist pulled away from the bonds and came free as soon as the knot loosened. Matt growled and immediately moved his fingers up to bury his hand in Dom’s blond hair and pull him down for another kiss.
“Fuck me, Dom! Fuck me hard...now!” He groaned in between kisses and spread his legs wider while thrusting up. Dom moaned and screwed his eyes shut when he felt their bodies colliding to meet the natural thrusts with sweet friction.
Their mouths found the way back to each other, nipping and sucking in wanton need. As soon as the other hand came off free from the bond, Matt moved it to cup Dom’s arse and squeezed it rhythmically. He bent his legs at his knees and bucked up impatiently, sending involuntary messages to Dom that he was, in fact, ready.
Obediently, Dom broke the kiss and his fingers found his mouth again and he moved his other hand down to grasp Matt’s cock again. Matt groaned and deliberately dragged his teeth over Dom’s fingers, smiling when he felt Dom’s hand tightening around his cock.
“F-Fuck this role play...I love you too much.” Dom breathed before locking their eyes again.
The next thing Matt knew was those two fingers entering urgently inside him. He whimpered when the fingers twisted inside him and found the spot he had long forgotten about. A few more thrusts and he heard himself crying loudly.
“Dom! Now…”
A warm hand cupped his face and deep grey eyes that promised love for eternity locked with his own. Dom leaned down and took his bottom lip into his mouth, sucking and nibbling it patiently.
“Anything for you...” The fingers retreated and Dom pulled himself up to reach into their bedside drawer to grab a tube of lubrication. He kissed Matt’s inner thigh while applying the cool gel on his own cock. He tossed the tube on the drawer again and leaned down to kiss Matt before lining up himself against his opening. Matt’s body stilled as he felt the thick cock pushing past his entrance. Dom felt him tremble underneath him. He brushed his lips over Matt's stubble and moved to whisper in his ear. “Breathe, love…” and he sucked a trail down his neck while caressing Matt’s cheek.
A small sigh followed and Dom felt Matt rising up to meet his shallow thrusts.
“Dom...I-” Matt screwed his eyes shut as Dom bit his collarbone and parted his lips to suck at the bruised skin. “Fuck...Dom...h-harder” His hips moved involuntarily now, as he felt Dom’s cock progressively reaching deeper and deeper inside him. Both of his hands now clutched Dom’s hips painfully enough to leave bruises, his legs winding around Dom’s thighs for more leverage.
Sweat matted Dom’s hair onto his forehead and, on a particular thrust, his hips faltered as his cock buried deep enough to make Matt scream. He whimpered as Matt tightened his walls around him, forcing him to mentally try and hold himself at the edge.
“Matt...I-I’m close.” He gasped as he continued to thrust, taking Matt’s leaking cock in his sweaty palm to make him understand that he also was about to come.
“F-Fuck!” Matt eyes shot wide open and his nails dug deeper into Dom’s hips, meanwhile Dom’s hand tipped him over the edge. Then he came hotly spurting his seed over Dom’s hand, that still jerked him to milk all the pleasure flowing through.
After only a few moments of fast-paced thrusts, Dom finished and his orgasm felt sweet, his body shuddering and feeling what he had been holding off, just so he could give Matt the best pleasure he could manage.
Finally, he collapsed over Matt’s spent body when his legs gave out. He closed his eyes and felt both of their rapid heartbeats racing each other against his chest. He smiled and moved to face Matt, who had a similar blissful expression.
Matt leaned in to peck his nose, his right hand moving to remove the offending blond fringe from his forehead, with their eyes still locked. Dom pulled out of Matt carefully and moved to lie next to him on the left side of the bed. Matt's hand immediately shot out to grab his waist and pull him against his body and buried his face against Dom’s neck.
“Hmm….may I ask what brought this on?” Matt smiled as he heard Dom muttering something about ice-cream while burying his nose in Matt’s hair, his chest already rising and falling rhythmically.
Matt sighed. His eyes wandered around the room. The clock now read 4:12 a.m. He stood up to grab the fallen blanket. That was when he noticed the empty cup of vanilla ice cream placed on the table near the door. He chuckled softly and remembered the lingering taste in his senses before Dom had woken him up. He climbed up the bed and covered both of them with the blanket, cuddling up to Dom’s chest again. He made sure to remember that when they woke up he would need to tease Dom about his weird inspirations for role play. His mind wandered to the empty cup which was mostly likely the object of his suspicion for Dom’s initiatives. He smiled and kissed Dom’s neck before drifting back into the peaceful sleep, again meeting his lover at the other edge of his consciousness.