13 versions of Jon - #5 Dominant!Jon - for xan_trick_king
Dominant Jon - as requested by xan_trick_king
Smirking, Jon looks down at the pretty boy kneeling in front of him. The posture almost perfect, the way he's moving... promising. Jon's pleased - which doesn't mean he'll have to let the boy know.
"So, you think you're worth my attention, boy?" Jon growls as he lifts one of his feet to press the tip of his boot against the other one's lips. "Show me, then. And make sure you'll get it all clean."
Of course, the boy is gorgeous, and Jon can't wait to be buried inside of him. To feel his warm body clenching around his cock. But he can have that later. At first, he wants to see him use his tongue on his boot. Wants to see the pretty one desperate for Jon's attention, Jon's praise and approval.
There's some thing arousing to this, he sight of the boy's pink tongue on black leather as he obeys the command. The feeling of power when he forces the top of the boot past the boy's lips, hearing the gagging noises he's trying so hard to suppress.
"Good," Jon finally praises once he's satisfied with the progress. "Good boy. Follow me." Pushing the boy away with his foot pressed firmly against his chest, Jon gets up, not even looking behind him to see if the boy is following him to the bedroom. Crawling, of course, is as expected as the following of his orders.
Smirking, Jon looks down at the pretty boy kneeling in front of him. The posture almost perfect, the way he's moving... promising. Jon's pleased - which doesn't mean he'll have to let the boy know.
"So, you think you're worth my attention, boy?" Jon growls as he lifts one of his feet to press the tip of his boot against the other one's lips. "Show me, then. And make sure you'll get it all clean."
Of course, the boy is gorgeous, and Jon can't wait to be buried inside of him. To feel his warm body clenching around his cock. But he can have that later. At first, he wants to see him use his tongue on his boot. Wants to see the pretty one desperate for Jon's attention, Jon's praise and approval.
There's some thing arousing to this, he sight of the boy's pink tongue on black leather as he obeys the command. The feeling of power when he forces the top of the boot past the boy's lips, hearing the gagging noises he's trying so hard to suppress.
"Good," Jon finally praises once he's satisfied with the progress. "Good boy. Follow me." Pushing the boy away with his foot pressed firmly against his chest, Jon gets up, not even looking behind him to see if the boy is following him to the bedroom. Crawling, of course, is as expected as the following of his orders.