Chapter 67 - The More Things Change, The More They Stay The Same
That kiss did something strange to a couple of men who have a session lined up the night after the party.
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I don't know what this is
But you've got me twitchin'
Like you knew you would
I don't know what you do
But you do it well
I'm under your spell
You've got me begging you for mercy
Why won't you release me?
You've got me begging you for mercy
Why won't you release me?
I said you'd better release yeah yeah yeah
I'm begging you for mercy
Just why won't you release me
I'm begging you for mercy
You got me begging
You got me begging
You got me begging
'Mercy' Duffy
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The past night had been a restless one, and Sawyer was still not completely at ease as he stepped through the door at Freeman's. What on earth had he been thinking when he'd kissed Naveen like that last night? He couldn't understand it; he'd never wanted to do anything remotely like it before, apart from that one moment recently when he'd kissed the man after one of their sessions... but that was different, surely? He'd just wanted to taste Naveen's exotic spices, and he'd left as quickly as ever then.
Last night had been... well, of course he'd missed his sessions with Naveen while he'd been away; perhaps more than he'd realized. Vin had been accommodating, but hardly the severe master Sawyer was used to; not that Sawyer had wanted things to be quite the same with him. Anyway, now Naveen was back and things could get back to normal. Sawyer needed to prove he could be a good sub; needed the punishment he deserved; and most of all needed these things from Naveen.
Coming into the parlour, he felt a fluttering nervousness that he wasn't used to, and he smiled widely at Billy behind the bar to hide it, and took a deep breath as he found a seat to wait for Naveen. He'd not been so anxious about seeing Naveen since practically the first time, and already his body ached for his Dom's wondrously controlling and comforting touch.
"Whiskey please, Billy," he asked the young barman. He imagined Naveen was expecting him, but one of Wang-zu's many cousins had probably gone to announce Sawyer's arrival by now. "Quiet tonight so far, eh? Where's Jorge? If he arrives before I'm done with Naveen, you could let him know I might be at the table later."
Josh's glass was half-filled by the time the man sat down at Billy's bar. It was pretty obvious he had something on his mind, and for once the barman didn't feel like prying. "It's always quiet after one of Miss Marg's parties, and you well know that. Everyone's still recovering." Billy chuckled and slung his towel over his shoulder. Most of the household had only woken an hour ago, while some (like that lazy-arse Dommie,) were still in bed.
Naveen swallowed the last of his tea, hoping that the herbs would calm his rolling stomach. He hadn't eaten all day; his appetite had disappeared in his worry over what the night would bring. But the time was on him, and Joshua likely was downstairs. Setting aside the cup, Naveen looked himself over once more in his mirror.
Flicking his eyes up and past Sawyer once, Billy cleared his throat. "Jorge's probably still asleep, seein' how he stayed here last night. But if I see him, I'll be sure to pass it along."
Strong arms wrapped around Josh then, and pulled him roughly against a man's chest. A crisp, accented voice whispered into his ear, "If more than a drop of that drink passes your lips, you will have to pay for an extra hour of my time, and you will not get to come near me the entirety of that hour." Releasing Sawyer, sharp, well-manicured nails scratched through the fabric of his shirt.
Sawyer's heart flipped when Naveen took hold of him, and he held his breath until the man finished speaking, letting it out with a whoosh as he was released. Spinning on his seat, he returned the study and nodded, his mouth too dry to speak.
Naveen was looking radiant, dressed all in white. His hair hung loose around his face, and his eyes were dark as he looked Sawyer over. Whatever he saw seemed to meet with his tentative approval, because he said, "Now come with me. The Ruby Room is ready for us."
Flicking one small confused look back at Billy, Sawyer stood up, eyes on Naveen, and followed his Dom from the room, unable to do anything else.
Almost unaware how he'd got there, because he certainly didn't remember anything about the journey, Sawyer looked around the Ruby room in slight confusion before turning his eyes back to Naveen.
His cock strained hard against his breeches and he itched to touch Naveen, but he wouldn't until he was given permission. Sawyer bowed his head slightly, dropping his eyes to Naveen's smooth fingers, and wondered how soon the man would touch him again. The ring on Naveen's finger caught his eye, and he wondered where he'd seen it before, but he had other things to concern him right now, so the thought died before he could work out the answer.
Naveen was honestly shocked when Josh agreed so easily to his demands. It seemed as if all the fight and snark had gone out of him, leaving him deliciously pliant. For a brief moment Naveen wondered what--in his absence--could have caused this sudden compliance. Perhaps it had been something Vin had done, but he brushed that aside for now.
"I want you to undress me. To start things, for now." After what Greg said the night before, about the way Joshua would undress him... kissing him and touching him all the while. As soon as Sawyer was in reach, Naveen stilled him with a hand to his chest. "I expect you to make this a most enjoyable experience for me, Joshua."
Sawyer lifted his eyes in surprise, the shock surely evident in them. His mouth parted slightly and he was sure his face had begun to flush.
"Undress you?" he asked breathlessly, unable to move. "Are you sure?"
Naveen frowned, crossing his arms in front of his chest. "If things are too much for you, Sawyer, you know how to stop them." Maybe Sawyer had never tried this with Naveen because he didn't want to, and he was upset at being found out.
"No!" Sawyer burst out, his face heating up more. "No, I... I'll do it. I just..." He had to stop and swallow, unable to look at Naveen's face for a moment, but then he held his gaze at last, wondering if the disdain he saw there was because of last night's kiss, or because Sawyer couldn't do this supposedly easy thing. And yet he'd done it so many times before.
Just not for Naveen.
Fighting the tremble in his hands, Sawyer drew close, his hands finding the top button of Naveen's tunic and slipping it slowly through the hole as he briefly searched his Dom's face for signs of whatever emotion he was clearly hiding.
Slowly, he undid button after button, shifting forward and kissing firm skin with reverence. He closed his eyes at each gentle press of lips against flesh, and then flicked a look cautiously upward with barely repressed adoration in between.
Finally, he pushed the cloth softly down Naveen's arms and away from his body, placing it with care on a nearby chair. Returning to Naveen, he lifted a hand and stroked his fingertips across the softly furred skin, watching his own action.
Naveen relaxed into the touches, his eyes falling to half-mast. At the first touch, he was sure that there was still some hesitation in Josh's form. Like he was still searching for something specific, instead of giving himself over to the sensations.
But then Joshua seemed to sink into his headspace, and the strange look in his eyes melted into a little suspicion, but there was a hint of something else there too. The sense that Naveen was being worshipped made his breath grow short.
Naveen pressed forward into the hand on his chest, and in his first touch to Josh since the bar, he twisted his fingers in Joshua's hair. He pulled the confusing man closer, and breathed hotly into his mouth. "Tell me you don't want this."
Sawyer couldn't answer in words. He emitted a low groan and joined their mouths in a kiss to rival the one they'd shared the previous night. His hands slid across the warm expanse of Naveen's skin and around his back to grasp firmly, so he wouldn't escape.
The kiss made Josh forget everything, and ripples of desire echoed their way around his body as he molded himself firmly to the man in his arms.
Their tongues tangled together, and Naveen tugged on Josh's hair lightly; his other hand reaching out to cup Josh's ass. The flavor of the other man was even stronger here, and Naveen found the kiss sent bolts of lust through his body that pooled in his filling cock.
Pulling away from the kiss, Naveen tilted his head back, offering the curve of his neck.
Josh groaned again as Naveen pulled back, but the neck offered up drew him instantly and he latched onto it like it was his mother's breast, licking down the smooth curve until he could suckle at Naveen's pulse point. The throb of his heartbeat practically vibrated against Josh's lips, and his rigid cock protested it's confinement in no uncertain terms.
Sighing lightly, Josh shifted downwards, licking towards Naveen's right nipple. He licked across it until it rose under his tongue, then let his tongue travel further downward as he lowered to his knees at Naveen's feet. His hands had slid down Naveen's flanks as he went down, and now they sought the fastening of Naveen's trousers. Josh turned his eyes upward, his hands stroking a heated treasure trail and the seam of Naveen's trousers; seeking further permission.
Naveen didn't make a noise, but he arched into the touches. Joshua's mouth was hot and wet on his nipple, and Naveen could only tug Sawyer's head closer, wanting firmer pressure and stimulation.
But Josh kept moving, down lower, until he was kneeling in front of him. Naveen untangled his fingers from blond hair, and stroked over the soft, silky locks. He nodded, and waited for Josh to continue.
It didn't take much for Josh to do what he wanted; the nod hadn't even finished before he was unfastening Naveen's trousers and sliding them slowly down the man's legs. He helped him step out of them and then Josh's fingers curved around strong thighs as he kissed up one leg and down the other, ignoring the proud erection standing upright in front of him for now.
Josh let his fingers slide to Naveen's buttocks, cupping them gently as he breathed on the smooth head of the other man's cock. Oh God! Naveen was so beautiful and all Josh wanted to do was worship him. He let his eyes meet Naveen's again for a moment before dropping them to rest on the delicious flesh in front of him. Licking a long slow stripe up the underside of the rigid organ, Josh let his tongue swirl around the ridges of his cock head before dipping the tip into Naveen's slit and teasing it tortuously.
"Enough," Naveen said gruffly, pulling away from Joshua and his wicked mouth. Just being around him after the previous night's kiss made the Dom feel like he was losing control, and he was already forgetting. Forgetting that his entire back and arse were covered in welts and bruises that he couldn't let Sawyer see. At least most of the welts on his backside had healed, and chances were they hadn't been discovered yet. "I'm tired of your begging eyes, so keep them closed until I can remedy it further."
Once Josh's eyes fell shut--another miracle--Naveen took several heavy, calming breaths and backed up until he reached the toy cabinet. To calm himself, Naveen untied a strip of cloth from around his wrist and used it to bind his hair up in a knot. Unwilling to turn his back on Josh for even a minute, he reached back into the cabinet, grabbed his finest blindfold by chance, and quickly moved to slide it over Josh's eyes. "There we are. Now I want you to suck me, but do not use your hands."
So far, every task Naveen had given him, Joshua had complied with. This was the one he was sure his client would misstep on. If he misbehaved, the ground between them would be familiar again.
Josh took a shallow breath as he closed his eyes, and then a deeper one as Naveen slid the blindfold into place. More aware of his other senses now he could no longer see, Josh sniffed slowly, letting Naveen's unique scent surround him completely.
Unable to obey the command completely, he placed a hand on each thigh to locate the area he needed. He hoped that wasn't considered disobeying, because he felt dizzy already and needed the support.
Naveen's leg muscles trembled fractionally under his hands, but the man didn't stop the touch, so Josh leaned into him, finding heated flesh with his tongue and licking up the underside once more before circling the head with damp lips.
For a moment, Naveen considered pushing Josh's hands away. But it was so good, and Joshua was keeping his hands still, so Naveen let it go. If he used his hands for anything other than steadying himself though, he would be in trouble.
Fingers stroking through Sawyer's hair again, as soon as lips closed around the head of Naveen's cock, he moved his hips slightly, forcing it another inch inside the hot wetness. "I said suck me, Joshua. I thought you wanted to please me today?"
Unable to answer with his mouth full, Josh took the cock deeper, applying gentle pressure with his tongue as he closed his eyes under the blindfold and concentrated on the sensations and textures in his mouth and body.
Letting himself drift deeper into the head-space of long ago, Josh easily forgot who he was with, despite the constant reminder of Naveen's unique smell and taste. Somehow, in his mind he was years younger, worshipping Matt as he'd done all that time ago.
When Josh took even more of him into his mouth, Naveen gave a short, animalistic grunt. His head tipped back and his eyes fluttered closed. The Dom often felt worshipped, but now he simply felt adored. Barely-there whispered praise slipped from Naveen's lips in Hindi.
Suddenly, as if just realizing what he'd been doing, Naveen fell silent and lifted his head. His eyes focused on Joshua, and the image of his cock sawing in and out of his sub's lips was enough to take Naveen's breath away. As soon as he was able to breathe, it escaped as a moan, and he cupped Josh's cheek.
The words barely registered, although they were enough to make Josh realise this was not Matt, but Naveen: beautiful, delicious, sensuous Naveen.
Strangely, these odd thoughts running through his head didn't stop Josh from wishing to please the man, nor from adoring him. The touch to his cheek sent a bolt of pure desire and need through Josh, and all he could do was seek every single pleasure point he knew of, and devote his best to all of them.
Hopefully, it would be enough that Naveen would see there was no better sub than Josh; there could be no other man to rival the kind of adulation he offered. Perhaps-and only perhaps, if Naveen saw fit-he would receive some kind of reward for doing this well and obeying all the commands, instead of the punishment he usually deserved for his constant disobedience.
Josh was so far into the place he had found hidden away somewhere deep within his tortured soul; it never occurred to him that his behavior today was totally unlike anything he had ever offered Naveen. Anything, that was, apart from yesterday's kiss.
It seemed to Naveen that his touch had pushed Joshua to strive for even greater lengths. Suddenly Josh was aiming for every sensitive point, and he was doing a fantastic job of it. Naveen hadn't even fully realized just how well Sawyer knew what felt good to his Dom.
His whole body felt alive and tingling, and he swayed into Josh. As it grew difficult for Naveen to keep his breathing even, he moved his hand to Joshua's neck. Not to constrict and choke, but a firm hold to keep him back as Naveen pulled away.
And Joshua looked beautiful. Beautiful in a way he never had before. Submissive. Willing. Naveen had to curse the blindfold, despite it being necessary for his own self-preservation. But he was curious to see if everything he was seeing and feeling in Josh would be reflected in the man's eyes.
"Are you finished?" It was another test. One that Sawyer's smart mouth couldn't resist, Naveen was certain. Surely he wouldn't show the deference needed.
Finished? Josh had hardly begun, or so it felt, and he was being pushed away. He needed Naveen's cock like he needed air. He almost forgot everything for a second as he strained forward against the firm hands holding him. Then he realized his error and held still, swallowing deeply and trying to think what he should be doing; how to reply to his master.
Hesitantly, he opened his mouth to speak, for once not allowing the defiance to come out. "If you wish for me to be."
Josh tipped his head down, hoping it looked deferential enough, and dropped his hands-which had been reaching for Naveen as he was pushed back-letting them hang vacantly by his sides, although he couldn't stop his fingers from twitching in need.
A part of him wished he wasn't wearing the blindfold, so he could judge Naveen's mood, but another part of him was glad he still had it on, so that Naveen wouldn't be able to see inside Josh's soul, like it so often appeared he could, via the unadulterated want he knew would be in his eyes.
As Joshua strained against Naveen's grasp, the Dom tightened the grip on his neck. The slight pressure seemed to be noticed, and it appeared that was all the correction needed because Josh relaxed almost instantly into the hold. A small thrill went through Naveen when he felt Josh swallow against the webbing between his thumb and first finger.
The words followed a moment later. They were spoken with great care--much more than Josh usually gave when he was that far gone. But they were exactly what Naveen had hoped, but never expected, to hear. He had to bite his cheek to keep a growl from escaping.
Letting go of Josh's neck in favor of the blond's arm, Naveen pulled him gently to indicate he should stand. "Yes, that is what I wish." Why this infuriating man chose now to be everything Naveen had thought Josh was impossible of being... This change had to have been brought on by whatever caused the previous night's kiss. Was this some form of retribution for his vacation? A tease of some sort made specifically to drive Naveen insane?
Josh, now standing in front of Naveen, interrupted that confusing line of thought. And seeing him so beautiful, radiating submission still, sent lust and adrenaline rushing through Naveen's veins. Before he had fully realized what he was doing, he had taken Josh's lips in another kiss. As their tongues slid together wetly, Naveen decided that he didn't care what had brought on the change. It had happened, and the full effects would be revealed in time. For now, he had a delicious, willing man to enjoy.
"I am going to bind your arms and legs with the rope you liked, Joshua." Naveen purred against his sub's lips, "Tell me how you would like me to do so. On the bed, like last time? Or elsewhere?"
The kiss was altogether too brief, but the spark of desire it sent through Josh's body made it difficult to breathe, and he trembled with need as Naveen pulled away again.
Josh knew he couldn't do anything now to ruin the direction this session was taking, and at Naveen's next words, he felt the pulse of memory throb through his cock. It had been blissful last time Naveen bound him with the ropes, and Naveen had looked at him like... he bit off the thought before it could form, concentrating on the question he'd been asked.
"Standing... please," he managed, breathy on the last word and unsure what had made him say it. His cock throbbed harder as he imagined how Naveen would wrap him this time.
Naveen paused to watch Josh for a long minute. This transformation still bewildered him. Gently, he cupped the back of Josh's neck. "You are doing very well. I'm proud of you." Naveen considered kissing him again; so much so that by the time he decided against it he was already swaying into Josh's heat.
Straightening, Naveen cleared his throat. "Be naked by the time I return. Fold your clothes neatly, and set them next to you."
Josh obeyed Naveen without a word, divesting himself of his clothing and folding it as quickly as he could manage while blindfolded; Naveen hadn't suggested he could remove it.
From the toy chest, Naveen grabbed two lengths of rope, one short and one long. He turned to watch Josh complete his task, and shook his head again in amazement. Moving back to Josh's side, Naveen quickly moved the piled clothes out of the way, before returning to pick up the ropes he'd selected.
Naveen bound Josh's wrists quickly, using the rope liberally, until the binding was both visually pleasing, and also as strong and restrictive as any leather cuffs. Naveen couldn't help but smile at the way Josh's fingers twitched and curled around themselves. They usually were in near-constant movement, but this seemed even more than usual.
A few steps to the left had Josh underneath a low-hanging hook. It was the perfect height so that when Josh's bound wrists were lifted onto it, the man was stretched out beautifully.
Naveen let his hand slide down the golden skin offered to him. Moving around Josh's backside, he licked at the man's shoulder. "I can't help but think that by standing, you're asking for something more. What do you want now, Joshua? To be flogged? Paddled? Caned?"
Kneeling, Naveen began to tie Josh's ankles. He used the same technique as with his wrists, but left a longer piece between, so Josh would have some movement.
By the time his Dom was tying him, Josh knew his nervous energy had to be showing. He couldn't stop flexing his fingers, and he was sure Naveen had to notice the fine trembling that ran through him as his hands were lifted and placed on what Josh knew was a strong hook that would hold him steady even if his knees gave out.
As Naveen asked him what he was seeking in being tied standing, Josh felt more blood rush to his already rigid cock. Oh yes! He could almost imagine the bite of one of Naveen's best floggers across his skin, and a shudder ran through him as he fought to answer. "Uh... please, I should be punished. I need to be... if it pleases... flogged." His voice was breathy in his own ears, and he let his head drop further, a warmth infusing his cheeks as he waited for Naveen's pleasure.
"Punished?" Standing, Naveen ran his hand over Josh's backside, and hummed thoughtfully. "Have you done something where you deserve to be punished?" Moving in close enough that his cock brushed against Josh's hip, Naveen brushed aside blond wisps so that he could purr into his ear, "You've done so well today... wouldn't you rather be flogged until you were screaming with the pleasure of it?"
Without waiting for an answer, Naveen moved away and back to the large wardrobe that he kept his belongings in. He selected several whips, and grabbed a vial of oil, before returning to Josh's side.
"I have five floggers here, Joshua. I might use one, or all of them. That depends on you. I have a leather one with knotted ends, a basic cat, one where the strands are braided, and then one made of rope, and one of rabbits fur." Naveen had his suspicions of which Josh would prefer today. Something soft and sensual, like the rope or the fur. "Which one should I use? Answer honestly."
Even though he couldn't see, Josh knew, from the electricity running through him at the contact, exactly which part of Naveen brushed against his hip. The touches of his hand and lips didn't do anything to restore Josh's equilibrium either, and he couldn't even form an answer to Naveen's whispered words; his mouth had gone dry.
The knowledge that Naveen had several floggers and that he-the submissive-was getting a say in what should happen to him, and how, was heady. If Josh hadn't already been quivering in need, this new information would have caused him to start.
Hoping the delay in his answer would make Naveen think he was considering carefully, Josh licked his lips, trying not to pull at the hook he was bound to. His mind was simply too full of the thought of more kisses; more sensations like he now knew Naveen was completely capable of giving him even without pain, so that he was unable to think what any of the choices meant.
Finally, he opened his mouth to speak, getting stuck before he even uttered a word. He had to clear his throat and begin again. "The rabbit."
Naveen made a disapproving noise, but picked up the rabbit fur flogger regardless. He considered making Josh ask again, with a 'please', but decided that it wasn't worth it when he had done so well with everything else. Naveen wasn't even sure that his sub would be able to speak if he tried.
To begin, Naveen stroked the strands across Joshua's arse and lower back. The soft, brown fur was cool and silky against the heated flesh. Naveen flicked his wrist once, so that the ends came down with a muted thud. He repeated the action several times, each stroke with a bit more force, before once again switching back to a soft, gliding tease of fur on skin.
And that was it, the soft and sensuous touch Josh had come to desire, in between his usual need for the pain and punishment. Closing his eyes tightly under the blindfold, he took deep breaths and tried to relax as each blow landed.
Definitely nowhere near what Josh was capable of withstanding, the knowledge that Naveen-beautiful, strong, masterful Naveen-was offering this to him helped build the desire currently pulsing through his veins.
Then the flogger was smoothing over his already-heating skin once more, silkily tickling at his sensitive nerves.
"More... please..." he murmured, pushing against the gentle touch of the fur, as if that alone would make Naveen strike him more.
Nodding even though he knew Josh couldn't see it, Naveen increased both the speed and the intensity of the blows. His arm swung in a figure eight, so that the blows criss-crossed, landing on the round of Josh's behind.
The tails of the flogger were short, which allowed Naveen to stand closer than usual. He could hear every caught breath, and every soft noise that Josh made. It was incredibly arousing.
Time passed quickly for the Dom. It was addictive, as always, bringing this man to higher and higher levels of pleasure. Every time Josh moved into the blows, or moaned lowly, or each time Josh's cock twitched and swelled only drove Naveen to work harder for his submissive.
Finally, he cast aside the flogger, and reached for the vial of oil. After uncorking it, he let a thin stream fall against Josh's crease. Naveen's fingers followed, teasing through the quickly warming oil, before he pushed two fingers inside the other man.
The touches were exquisite; the softness of the rabbit flogger contrasting with the power behind each blow. Josh could almost feel Naveen's pleasure at what they were doing, and his own enjoyment simply built higher and higher with each stroke.
Inside his mind, Josh was seeing every kiss he had shared with Naveen-even though there were few proper kisses-and it was almost as if each kiss of the flogger was another new one for him to cherish.
As Naveen discarded the flogger, Josh moaned at its loss, feeling the heat of its touch in the heightened awareness of his no-doubt reddened ass.
The oil made him gasp and his heart thumped loudly in his ears as Naveen pushed into him. Unable to stop himself, Josh pressed his body back into the fingers as much as he was able, his desperate need vibrating through his cock.
There was nothing he could say; nothing he could do. If Naveen wished to use him, he would; if not, then Josh would stay here, suspended from the hook on the ceiling and wanting for as long as his Dom decreed, and he would do so without complaint.
Naveen once again made calming noises. It sounded like Joshua was trying to speak, and Naveen could guess at what he was saying, but Josh was so far gone that it was coming out as a garbled mess. It sounded as if the words were getting caught somewhere in his chest, and then from there had fought to get themselves up Josh's delicious throat.
Reluctantly, Naveen removed his fingers from the place they most wanted to be. He wiped the excess of oil onto Josh's hip, and thought quickly. He didn't want to move from his sub's side when he was like this, not even for a moment. The solution was easy enough, in the end. With a quick tug, the strip of cloth Naveen had used to bind his hair came undone, and his curls fell down around his shoulders. After a quick check for any stray hairs on it, Naveen moved around to Josh's front.
Josh was willing enough to take it into his mouth, although it seemed that he still wanted something more. Naveen knotted the cloth loosely behind Josh's head. "Bite on this. Do not spit it out." Naveen took the time then to really look at Joshua, and his stomach flipped pleasantly.
Carefully avoiding Josh's cock, which lay hard and leaking against his stomach, Naveen molded himself to the man's side. His chin hooked over Josh's shoulder, and he held his submissive close to him.
Three fingers pushed into Josh this time. Naveen didn't have the same angle as before, and therefore couldn't manipulate Josh's prostate as well, but considering how close Joshua was that was probably for the best.
The gag was more as a reminder than to serve any real purpose of stifling the noises he made; Josh knew this, yet he couldn't quite stop the vocalisations. He chewed on the rag in his mouth, stifling them as much as possible, desperate to obey as much as he could, so he'd be allowed release soon.
When Naveen closed in on him, a shudder of pleasure ran right through Josh's body. The return of his Dom's fingers to the place they'd been made him groan, his teeth working hard on the material in his mouth. Josh forgot everything beyond staying close to Naveen at the intensity of the feelings coursing through him.
The man's touch meant everything; his hard cock against Josh's side and the warm arm enveloping him with such power, never mind the digits stroking slowly into his ass. He needed to come now, but still he held back, muscles tensing hard, knowing that this time he had to do everything he could to show Naveen exactly where they both stood. There was no way he would give in to his own pleasure until Naveen allowed it, even if it meant hanging painfully on this knife-edge for hours yet.
Naveen, stilling his fingers inside Joshua, looked up with dark eyes at his sub. He knew Josh wanted to come, but he couldn't allow that-not yet. Josh was so wound up, that it was very likely that a single release would be enough to drain him to exhaustion. But there was so very much more Naveen wanted to do with him that day.
The noises Josh was making were maddening, though: wet and muffled and needy as they bled through the material in his mouth. Telling himself it was only to quiet the man, and not because of the continued feelings washing over him, Naveen surged forward and connected their lips again.
His tongue pushed past the gag, seeking out Josh's to tangle with. The feel of the sleek, wet muscle contrasting with the rough texture of the fabric had Naveen let out a rumbling purr that reverberated through his whole body. He delved deeper, or at least as far as he could with the barricade, desperate for more of Josh's taste.
The kiss was something of a surprise at this stage, but Josh wasn't one to look a gift horse in the mouth, and despite the gag, he responded to it in the only way possible. Now they'd already kissed properly, he knew he'd never get enough of Naveen's taste, and he wasn't about waste any opportunity. The purr as their tongues tangled, and the ripple of its effect through Naveen's body echoed around Josh as well, and his responding moan begged for Naveen to prolong the kiss.
Pulling harshly at his bound hands, Josh's muscles strained to be allowed the bliss of surrounding Naveen properly; holding the beautiful man in his arms, though he knew he'd never break free. Beyond caring what he was thinking and how he'd been denying everything Naveen made him feel in recent days-if not for longer-Josh wanted these moments to last forever; the kiss to go on and on, his heart to be full of Naveen, and his body to be on the edge of release until he expired from all of it. Desperately, around the gag, he put everything he could into the kiss, pressing himself firmly against the beloved body next to him.
Breaking the kiss and pulling his fingers free from Josh, Naveen reached for the hook. Once Josh's arms were free of it, if still bound, Naveen kept a steady hold on them. With his own dark hands wrapped around larger golden ones, and no other contact, Naveen slowly walked Josh backwards to the bed.
When Josh's legs hit the mattress, Naveen helped him sit, before guiding the blond back into a reclining position. His hands were moved into a hook above the head of the bed. Josh could remove his hands from this hook if he so wished, but Naveen knew he wouldn't.
As a reward, Naveen gave Josh a slow, easy kiss around the gag once more. Nothing like what was shared on the stairs, or even like the kiss a moment ago, but it was completely satisfying nonetheless. And enough, at least, to tide them both over while Naveen once again fetched the rabbit-skin flogger.
Whip in hand, Naveen climbed onto the bed and straddled Josh's legs. One hand pressed against the blond's chest, and as Naveen leaned over him, he trailed the ends of the flogger over Josh's chest, teasing his nipples and skin with the soft material.
It was blessed relief to have his arms lowered again-for a few moments, anyway-and Josh breathed deeply as Naveen positioned him on the bed. At least his Dom wasn't abandoning him, and Josh was grateful for his continued touch. The kiss, while not as intense as the one prior, was very good, and Josh knew that he'd continue to do everything right to gain more.
The hard press of Naveen's hand on his chest, followed by a tickling sensation that could only be the soft flogger once again made Josh's breath stutter and his cock throb. He craved Naveen inside him, especially now the fingers were gone, and hoped that soon he'd get what he needed above all else, but he wouldn't beg for it. The gag told him this was not what Naveen wanted from him, and more than likely, he was in for a lot more of this torturous treatment before things went in that direction.
Behind the blindfold, Josh closed his eyes tightly, imagining the look on Naveen's face.
The angle was all wrong for the forceful strokes that Naveen usually gave when holding a flogger, but this was different. This whole session was different from most of the scenes Naveen had ever taken part in. It also excited him more than anything had in years.
Naveen again teased the tails over Josh's skin lightly. A soft flick of his wrist brought the flogger down sideways across peaked nipples. He traded off between that, and using his fingers to pinch and fondle the sensitive flesh.
Naveen knew he wouldn't be able to hold out much longer. His Joshua looked beyond beautiful now, like a debauched angel. His skin had a pretty pink flush to it, and gleamed with sweat. His lips were swollen and red, bisected by the gag. And the blindfold... Not even to mention Josh's cock, which looked so full it must be painful.
Leaning even farther across Josh's spread form, Naveen took a nipple between his teeth. His hair fell in a thick curtain to skim across the same path the flogger had taken, but Naveen couldn't find it within himself to care enough to push it back.
The attentions across his chest becoming stronger, Josh gasped for breath he could barely find. Naveen's teeth against his sensitive nipple made him whimper in pain; a pain he needed. He wanted to beg for more; to suggest that Naveen hurt him more, but he couldn't speak around the gag. The contrast of Naveen's soft hair caressing his skin added to his breathlessness.
Josh's cock felt so near to bursting, that he was sure a single touch either to it or his prostate would send him over the edge now. It was almost too much, but he'd have let Naveen keep doing this until he passed out, if that was what the man wanted.
Repeating the action on the other nipple, Naveen found himself almost incapable of pulling away. With each bite, or scrape of teeth on flesh, Josh would whimper and shudder in a way that Naveen was all-too familiar with. And Naveen needed to give this pleasure to Josh just as much as Josh needed it.
But Naveen's own cock would not be ignored any longer. It needed to be buried in this body, and as quickly as possible. Naveen knew that there would be no resistance. All of Joshua was open to him, not just his arse. So with some reluctance, Naveen climbed off of Josh, and slowly untied the bonds on his submissive's ankles.
After tossing the rope over the side of the bed, Naveen moved between Josh's spread legs. Hands still cradling Joshua's ankles, Naveen carefully positioned his legs so that Josh was opened and ready for him.
By the time Naveen moved to punish his other nipple, Josh found it too hard to hold back the sounds that were growing louder with each successive bite. And then Naveen was gone... leaving Josh open and empty. The relief that washed through him when he felt the man return had his heart thumping, and the anticipation of what was to come ran through his veins like fire.
Once the rope was gone from around his ankles and he was spread out and ready, Josh strained his eyes downward as if he could see through the blindfold. He would have given anything to be able to see Naveen in this moment, although he could well imagine the smouldering look upon his Dom's face. He could feel his own thigh muscles quivering, and his stomach fluttered with pure, unadulterated want, knowing that any minute he was going to get exactly what he was after.
Naveen cursed himself when he remembered that he had left the oil behind before. He didn't want to leave Josh's side, not now when he was seconds away from being inside him. Hopefully Josh was still oiled enough from when he'd been stretched. Naveen spat on his hand, and rubbed the wetness over his aching cock.
And then, after hooking one of Josh's legs over his hip, Naveen took himself in hand and lined his cockhead up with Josh's quivering hole. As he'd predicted, Naveen's cock sank effortlessly into the blistering heat and tightness of his Joshua.
Naveen moved slowly at first, in hopes of containing some shred of control. He avoided Josh's prostate as well, because he knew that if he didn't, things would be over far too soon.
And there it was, sinking home as if there was no other place it ever went; Naveen's cock, buried deeply inside Josh's body, stretching him effortlessly and causing a kind of pleasurable pain from the small amount of lubrication already applied. Josh groaned at the perfection of it, his cock bobbing about frictionless in the air as Naveen began to move agonisingly slowly.
The need continued to build inside him, and he strained at his bindings, desperately wanting to reach for Naveen and bring him closer or speed him up; he didn't know which. He probably could have unhooked himself from where he was hitched, if not actually untie his hands, but he wasn't about to seriously do that and risk Naveen pulling away now. If only he would cover Josh properly though; the heat from his body against Josh's chest, then everything would be perfect.
Naveen wasn't sure how long he kept up the slow pace. It was probably only a few minutes, but every long slide in and out of Josh seemed to take an hour. Naveen's breathing was shallow, and as slow as his thrusting. It almost felt as if he dared to change his breathing pattern, his body would fall into a million pieces.
But then Josh's body rippled around him in the most exquisite way, causing Naveen's breath to hitch and come out in a low noise. The pace picked up then, driving them closer and closer to their peaks. It wouldn't take much more for either of them, they'd held off for so long already. Naveen grasped the discarded flogger once more, this time by the soft tails, and then finally took Josh's cock in his hand. The silky texture of the rabbit's fur mixed with the slick, hot skin was a heady mix, and Naveen could only imagine how it felt to Josh.
"Come now!"
Suddenly things were moving faster as Josh felt Naveen's hand, and something that could only be the fur of the flogger, wrap around his cock at long last. The softness contrasted incredibly with the hard grip Naveen had on him, and the easy glide inside him became frantic, although still exquisite in the extreme. He found his muscles tightening and loosening in counterpoint to each of Naveen's thrusts. It no longer seemed to matter that Naveen wasn't closer, although Josh vaguely still wanted that. Hips jerking, his cock couldn't help but push through the furry grip around it, causing Josh's breath to catch as the pleasure built so high that he thought he would pass out if he held back much longer.
Then his Dom gave the command he'd been waiting to hear, and Josh, finally giving in to the intense feelings coursing through his system, cried out hoarsely around the gag as he obeyed.
When wetness spread between their bodies, and Josh shuddered so deliciously around him, Naveen let out a muffled moan and his arms gave out. Now pressed tightly against the other man's chest, Naveen wrapped his arms around Josh's shoulders, and continued to thrust raggedly. Naveen licked at his own lips, and bit the lower one before sucking it into his mouth. His body felt charged, like he had touched something electric. It started in his lips and pooled low in his stomach. Naveen needed to come, needed to use this energy that was building almost to the brink.
When his peak finally hit him, Naveen made a noise deep in his chest. The orgasm seemed never-ending, and Naveen didn't want it to end. Because an end would mean that he would have to move away from Josh, and their session would be over. When the aftershocks finally seemed to taper off, Naveen let himself slump against the body beneath him. He knew he needed to move, and untie his sub, clean them up... but that could wait another few moments.
Naveen's orgasm was almost as intense for Josh as his own, and he continued to shudder and move underneath the man until it was over and Naveen was pressed tightly against him. The last moments before Naveen came, when he'd closed in on Josh and held him near had been sublime; all Josh wanted. And now, with them finally able to relax back against the bed, sated and worn, he could feel Naveen's heart against his own and he didn't want the feeling to stop. It was as if they were in perfect accord; their hearts drumming against each other in a kind of harmony Josh hadn't felt in years.
He wished he could hold on properly, but his arms were still bound and there was no way to remove them from the headboard in his current state of exhaustion. Even if he could have done, encircling his Dom with his hands tied would give the wrong message and he was likely to anger Naveen, so he left them where they were, trying not to think about what he wanted to do next; how desperate he was to spit out the gag and kiss Naveen to within an inch of his life and then settle into sleep as if they were lovers.
Lovers.
They were not lovers and they never would be. Sawyer paid Naveen to attend his needs, and he had no care one way or another what Sawyer wanted beyond fulfilling those needs. Sawyer knew he could not love Naveen; it had been far too long since he'd allowed such an emotion to take him over. Now was not the time to start.
Sawyer swallowed hard, lips trembling, and waited, holding very still. He could not speak until Naveen untied him and pronounced the session over by the actions. He tried to ignore the tiny something inside himself that was glad that Naveen had not moved yet, and closed his eyes tightly for a moment under the blindfold.
They were both exhausted; a few more minutes like this would not harm either of them.
Joshua was tense and immobile beneath Naveen, not at all like a man who had just climaxed. Naveen sat up, and considered trying to defuse the situation with more sex. It would be so easy to take Josh's cock in his mouth, give him another release... But the moment had passed.
With one last look at the man lying on the bed, Naveen moved to the bowl and pitcher of water. He cleaned himself and reddressed with alacrity, so he could return to Josh's side. The blond seemed content where he was, so Naveen cleaned him with a wet cloth before he untied his wrists. The gag was undone next, and finally the blindfold was removed.
He checked the clock while he dressed, and even though he put no emotion into the words, it was with surety that he said, "We went over our hour. I should have been more attentive to the time. I will not charge you, and you may stay here until the hour ends."
"No, I'll pay the difference," Sawyer said, carefully not looking at Naveen as he dressed. The session had been a good one, and Naveen deserved more than the bonus Sawyer knew he'd be giving to the house for his attentions. But now it was over, all too soon, and Sawyer couldn't stay; not with Naveen cooling towards him as he was. For the first time all evening, Sawyer found himself considering last night's kiss, and how different it had made things today. But he had ruined it himself somehow; the mood had changed from the minute he had allowed the words lovers to enter his head.
Doing up his tie, he allowed Naveen a look. The man didn't appear any different from after any other session, and yet... there was something. Having learned to read people's faces and behavior in all the years he'd been playing cards, Sawyer was normally very good at judging folk. Naveen, in all his Eastern inscrutability, however, was beyond Sawyer's ability to understand for the most part, and now, all he could get from the fractional difference in the way that he held himself was that Sawyer had definitely disturbed him somehow. Perhaps not enough for things to change in any way between them though; besides, he didn't want things to change too much, did he?
On the verge of saying something, Sawyer reached for his hat, his mouth open to speak. But as he glanced back at the beautiful man, he found his voice sticking and he knew he'd never risk putting anything foolish out in front of such a self-controlled and cool person. He just couldn't do it.
Sawyer cleared his throat, putting his hat firmly onto his head, and swallowed. "Thank you, Mr Andrews. I'll be seeing you."
With that and a quick nod, he was out through the door, closing it firmly behind him and striding as quickly as he could up the stairs before he found himself turning around and begging Naveen to hold him again, or even worse, suggest he kiss him once more.
Because he knew, should Naveen agree to either thing, Sawyer might never want to leave.
Word Count: ~8328
Our next chapter sees a couple of different--but somehow very similar--pairs meet up for the first time, and a very interesting ceremony.
Chapter 68
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I don't know what this is
But you've got me twitchin'
Like you knew you would
I don't know what you do
But you do it well
I'm under your spell
You've got me begging you for mercy
Why won't you release me?
You've got me begging you for mercy
Why won't you release me?
I said you'd better release yeah yeah yeah
I'm begging you for mercy
Just why won't you release me
I'm begging you for mercy
You got me begging
You got me begging
You got me begging
'Mercy' Duffy
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KE2orthS3TQ
The past night had been a restless one, and Sawyer was still not completely at ease as he stepped through the door at Freeman's. What on earth had he been thinking when he'd kissed Naveen like that last night? He couldn't understand it; he'd never wanted to do anything remotely like it before, apart from that one moment recently when he'd kissed the man after one of their sessions... but that was different, surely? He'd just wanted to taste Naveen's exotic spices, and he'd left as quickly as ever then.
Last night had been... well, of course he'd missed his sessions with Naveen while he'd been away; perhaps more than he'd realized. Vin had been accommodating, but hardly the severe master Sawyer was used to; not that Sawyer had wanted things to be quite the same with him. Anyway, now Naveen was back and things could get back to normal. Sawyer needed to prove he could be a good sub; needed the punishment he deserved; and most of all needed these things from Naveen.
Coming into the parlour, he felt a fluttering nervousness that he wasn't used to, and he smiled widely at Billy behind the bar to hide it, and took a deep breath as he found a seat to wait for Naveen. He'd not been so anxious about seeing Naveen since practically the first time, and already his body ached for his Dom's wondrously controlling and comforting touch.
"Whiskey please, Billy," he asked the young barman. He imagined Naveen was expecting him, but one of Wang-zu's many cousins had probably gone to announce Sawyer's arrival by now. "Quiet tonight so far, eh? Where's Jorge? If he arrives before I'm done with Naveen, you could let him know I might be at the table later."
Josh's glass was half-filled by the time the man sat down at Billy's bar. It was pretty obvious he had something on his mind, and for once the barman didn't feel like prying. "It's always quiet after one of Miss Marg's parties, and you well know that. Everyone's still recovering." Billy chuckled and slung his towel over his shoulder. Most of the household had only woken an hour ago, while some (like that lazy-arse Dommie,) were still in bed.
Naveen swallowed the last of his tea, hoping that the herbs would calm his rolling stomach. He hadn't eaten all day; his appetite had disappeared in his worry over what the night would bring. But the time was on him, and Joshua likely was downstairs. Setting aside the cup, Naveen looked himself over once more in his mirror.
Flicking his eyes up and past Sawyer once, Billy cleared his throat. "Jorge's probably still asleep, seein' how he stayed here last night. But if I see him, I'll be sure to pass it along."
Strong arms wrapped around Josh then, and pulled him roughly against a man's chest. A crisp, accented voice whispered into his ear, "If more than a drop of that drink passes your lips, you will have to pay for an extra hour of my time, and you will not get to come near me the entirety of that hour." Releasing Sawyer, sharp, well-manicured nails scratched through the fabric of his shirt.
Sawyer's heart flipped when Naveen took hold of him, and he held his breath until the man finished speaking, letting it out with a whoosh as he was released. Spinning on his seat, he returned the study and nodded, his mouth too dry to speak.
Naveen was looking radiant, dressed all in white. His hair hung loose around his face, and his eyes were dark as he looked Sawyer over. Whatever he saw seemed to meet with his tentative approval, because he said, "Now come with me. The Ruby Room is ready for us."
Flicking one small confused look back at Billy, Sawyer stood up, eyes on Naveen, and followed his Dom from the room, unable to do anything else.
Almost unaware how he'd got there, because he certainly didn't remember anything about the journey, Sawyer looked around the Ruby room in slight confusion before turning his eyes back to Naveen.
His cock strained hard against his breeches and he itched to touch Naveen, but he wouldn't until he was given permission. Sawyer bowed his head slightly, dropping his eyes to Naveen's smooth fingers, and wondered how soon the man would touch him again. The ring on Naveen's finger caught his eye, and he wondered where he'd seen it before, but he had other things to concern him right now, so the thought died before he could work out the answer.
Naveen was honestly shocked when Josh agreed so easily to his demands. It seemed as if all the fight and snark had gone out of him, leaving him deliciously pliant. For a brief moment Naveen wondered what--in his absence--could have caused this sudden compliance. Perhaps it had been something Vin had done, but he brushed that aside for now.
"I want you to undress me. To start things, for now." After what Greg said the night before, about the way Joshua would undress him... kissing him and touching him all the while. As soon as Sawyer was in reach, Naveen stilled him with a hand to his chest. "I expect you to make this a most enjoyable experience for me, Joshua."
Sawyer lifted his eyes in surprise, the shock surely evident in them. His mouth parted slightly and he was sure his face had begun to flush.
"Undress you?" he asked breathlessly, unable to move. "Are you sure?"
Naveen frowned, crossing his arms in front of his chest. "If things are too much for you, Sawyer, you know how to stop them." Maybe Sawyer had never tried this with Naveen because he didn't want to, and he was upset at being found out.
"No!" Sawyer burst out, his face heating up more. "No, I... I'll do it. I just..." He had to stop and swallow, unable to look at Naveen's face for a moment, but then he held his gaze at last, wondering if the disdain he saw there was because of last night's kiss, or because Sawyer couldn't do this supposedly easy thing. And yet he'd done it so many times before.
Just not for Naveen.
Fighting the tremble in his hands, Sawyer drew close, his hands finding the top button of Naveen's tunic and slipping it slowly through the hole as he briefly searched his Dom's face for signs of whatever emotion he was clearly hiding.
Slowly, he undid button after button, shifting forward and kissing firm skin with reverence. He closed his eyes at each gentle press of lips against flesh, and then flicked a look cautiously upward with barely repressed adoration in between.
Finally, he pushed the cloth softly down Naveen's arms and away from his body, placing it with care on a nearby chair. Returning to Naveen, he lifted a hand and stroked his fingertips across the softly furred skin, watching his own action.
Naveen relaxed into the touches, his eyes falling to half-mast. At the first touch, he was sure that there was still some hesitation in Josh's form. Like he was still searching for something specific, instead of giving himself over to the sensations.
But then Joshua seemed to sink into his headspace, and the strange look in his eyes melted into a little suspicion, but there was a hint of something else there too. The sense that Naveen was being worshipped made his breath grow short.
Naveen pressed forward into the hand on his chest, and in his first touch to Josh since the bar, he twisted his fingers in Joshua's hair. He pulled the confusing man closer, and breathed hotly into his mouth. "Tell me you don't want this."
Sawyer couldn't answer in words. He emitted a low groan and joined their mouths in a kiss to rival the one they'd shared the previous night. His hands slid across the warm expanse of Naveen's skin and around his back to grasp firmly, so he wouldn't escape.
The kiss made Josh forget everything, and ripples of desire echoed their way around his body as he molded himself firmly to the man in his arms.
Their tongues tangled together, and Naveen tugged on Josh's hair lightly; his other hand reaching out to cup Josh's ass. The flavor of the other man was even stronger here, and Naveen found the kiss sent bolts of lust through his body that pooled in his filling cock.
Pulling away from the kiss, Naveen tilted his head back, offering the curve of his neck.
Josh groaned again as Naveen pulled back, but the neck offered up drew him instantly and he latched onto it like it was his mother's breast, licking down the smooth curve until he could suckle at Naveen's pulse point. The throb of his heartbeat practically vibrated against Josh's lips, and his rigid cock protested it's confinement in no uncertain terms.
Sighing lightly, Josh shifted downwards, licking towards Naveen's right nipple. He licked across it until it rose under his tongue, then let his tongue travel further downward as he lowered to his knees at Naveen's feet. His hands had slid down Naveen's flanks as he went down, and now they sought the fastening of Naveen's trousers. Josh turned his eyes upward, his hands stroking a heated treasure trail and the seam of Naveen's trousers; seeking further permission.
Naveen didn't make a noise, but he arched into the touches. Joshua's mouth was hot and wet on his nipple, and Naveen could only tug Sawyer's head closer, wanting firmer pressure and stimulation.
But Josh kept moving, down lower, until he was kneeling in front of him. Naveen untangled his fingers from blond hair, and stroked over the soft, silky locks. He nodded, and waited for Josh to continue.
It didn't take much for Josh to do what he wanted; the nod hadn't even finished before he was unfastening Naveen's trousers and sliding them slowly down the man's legs. He helped him step out of them and then Josh's fingers curved around strong thighs as he kissed up one leg and down the other, ignoring the proud erection standing upright in front of him for now.
Josh let his fingers slide to Naveen's buttocks, cupping them gently as he breathed on the smooth head of the other man's cock. Oh God! Naveen was so beautiful and all Josh wanted to do was worship him. He let his eyes meet Naveen's again for a moment before dropping them to rest on the delicious flesh in front of him. Licking a long slow stripe up the underside of the rigid organ, Josh let his tongue swirl around the ridges of his cock head before dipping the tip into Naveen's slit and teasing it tortuously.
"Enough," Naveen said gruffly, pulling away from Joshua and his wicked mouth. Just being around him after the previous night's kiss made the Dom feel like he was losing control, and he was already forgetting. Forgetting that his entire back and arse were covered in welts and bruises that he couldn't let Sawyer see. At least most of the welts on his backside had healed, and chances were they hadn't been discovered yet. "I'm tired of your begging eyes, so keep them closed until I can remedy it further."
Once Josh's eyes fell shut--another miracle--Naveen took several heavy, calming breaths and backed up until he reached the toy cabinet. To calm himself, Naveen untied a strip of cloth from around his wrist and used it to bind his hair up in a knot. Unwilling to turn his back on Josh for even a minute, he reached back into the cabinet, grabbed his finest blindfold by chance, and quickly moved to slide it over Josh's eyes. "There we are. Now I want you to suck me, but do not use your hands."
So far, every task Naveen had given him, Joshua had complied with. This was the one he was sure his client would misstep on. If he misbehaved, the ground between them would be familiar again.
Josh took a shallow breath as he closed his eyes, and then a deeper one as Naveen slid the blindfold into place. More aware of his other senses now he could no longer see, Josh sniffed slowly, letting Naveen's unique scent surround him completely.
Unable to obey the command completely, he placed a hand on each thigh to locate the area he needed. He hoped that wasn't considered disobeying, because he felt dizzy already and needed the support.
Naveen's leg muscles trembled fractionally under his hands, but the man didn't stop the touch, so Josh leaned into him, finding heated flesh with his tongue and licking up the underside once more before circling the head with damp lips.
For a moment, Naveen considered pushing Josh's hands away. But it was so good, and Joshua was keeping his hands still, so Naveen let it go. If he used his hands for anything other than steadying himself though, he would be in trouble.
Fingers stroking through Sawyer's hair again, as soon as lips closed around the head of Naveen's cock, he moved his hips slightly, forcing it another inch inside the hot wetness. "I said suck me, Joshua. I thought you wanted to please me today?"
Unable to answer with his mouth full, Josh took the cock deeper, applying gentle pressure with his tongue as he closed his eyes under the blindfold and concentrated on the sensations and textures in his mouth and body.
Letting himself drift deeper into the head-space of long ago, Josh easily forgot who he was with, despite the constant reminder of Naveen's unique smell and taste. Somehow, in his mind he was years younger, worshipping Matt as he'd done all that time ago.
When Josh took even more of him into his mouth, Naveen gave a short, animalistic grunt. His head tipped back and his eyes fluttered closed. The Dom often felt worshipped, but now he simply felt adored. Barely-there whispered praise slipped from Naveen's lips in Hindi.
Suddenly, as if just realizing what he'd been doing, Naveen fell silent and lifted his head. His eyes focused on Joshua, and the image of his cock sawing in and out of his sub's lips was enough to take Naveen's breath away. As soon as he was able to breathe, it escaped as a moan, and he cupped Josh's cheek.
The words barely registered, although they were enough to make Josh realise this was not Matt, but Naveen: beautiful, delicious, sensuous Naveen.
Strangely, these odd thoughts running through his head didn't stop Josh from wishing to please the man, nor from adoring him. The touch to his cheek sent a bolt of pure desire and need through Josh, and all he could do was seek every single pleasure point he knew of, and devote his best to all of them.
Hopefully, it would be enough that Naveen would see there was no better sub than Josh; there could be no other man to rival the kind of adulation he offered. Perhaps-and only perhaps, if Naveen saw fit-he would receive some kind of reward for doing this well and obeying all the commands, instead of the punishment he usually deserved for his constant disobedience.
Josh was so far into the place he had found hidden away somewhere deep within his tortured soul; it never occurred to him that his behavior today was totally unlike anything he had ever offered Naveen. Anything, that was, apart from yesterday's kiss.
It seemed to Naveen that his touch had pushed Joshua to strive for even greater lengths. Suddenly Josh was aiming for every sensitive point, and he was doing a fantastic job of it. Naveen hadn't even fully realized just how well Sawyer knew what felt good to his Dom.
His whole body felt alive and tingling, and he swayed into Josh. As it grew difficult for Naveen to keep his breathing even, he moved his hand to Joshua's neck. Not to constrict and choke, but a firm hold to keep him back as Naveen pulled away.
And Joshua looked beautiful. Beautiful in a way he never had before. Submissive. Willing. Naveen had to curse the blindfold, despite it being necessary for his own self-preservation. But he was curious to see if everything he was seeing and feeling in Josh would be reflected in the man's eyes.
"Are you finished?" It was another test. One that Sawyer's smart mouth couldn't resist, Naveen was certain. Surely he wouldn't show the deference needed.
Finished? Josh had hardly begun, or so it felt, and he was being pushed away. He needed Naveen's cock like he needed air. He almost forgot everything for a second as he strained forward against the firm hands holding him. Then he realized his error and held still, swallowing deeply and trying to think what he should be doing; how to reply to his master.
Hesitantly, he opened his mouth to speak, for once not allowing the defiance to come out. "If you wish for me to be."
Josh tipped his head down, hoping it looked deferential enough, and dropped his hands-which had been reaching for Naveen as he was pushed back-letting them hang vacantly by his sides, although he couldn't stop his fingers from twitching in need.
A part of him wished he wasn't wearing the blindfold, so he could judge Naveen's mood, but another part of him was glad he still had it on, so that Naveen wouldn't be able to see inside Josh's soul, like it so often appeared he could, via the unadulterated want he knew would be in his eyes.
As Joshua strained against Naveen's grasp, the Dom tightened the grip on his neck. The slight pressure seemed to be noticed, and it appeared that was all the correction needed because Josh relaxed almost instantly into the hold. A small thrill went through Naveen when he felt Josh swallow against the webbing between his thumb and first finger.
The words followed a moment later. They were spoken with great care--much more than Josh usually gave when he was that far gone. But they were exactly what Naveen had hoped, but never expected, to hear. He had to bite his cheek to keep a growl from escaping.
Letting go of Josh's neck in favor of the blond's arm, Naveen pulled him gently to indicate he should stand. "Yes, that is what I wish." Why this infuriating man chose now to be everything Naveen had thought Josh was impossible of being... This change had to have been brought on by whatever caused the previous night's kiss. Was this some form of retribution for his vacation? A tease of some sort made specifically to drive Naveen insane?
Josh, now standing in front of Naveen, interrupted that confusing line of thought. And seeing him so beautiful, radiating submission still, sent lust and adrenaline rushing through Naveen's veins. Before he had fully realized what he was doing, he had taken Josh's lips in another kiss. As their tongues slid together wetly, Naveen decided that he didn't care what had brought on the change. It had happened, and the full effects would be revealed in time. For now, he had a delicious, willing man to enjoy.
"I am going to bind your arms and legs with the rope you liked, Joshua." Naveen purred against his sub's lips, "Tell me how you would like me to do so. On the bed, like last time? Or elsewhere?"
The kiss was altogether too brief, but the spark of desire it sent through Josh's body made it difficult to breathe, and he trembled with need as Naveen pulled away again.
Josh knew he couldn't do anything now to ruin the direction this session was taking, and at Naveen's next words, he felt the pulse of memory throb through his cock. It had been blissful last time Naveen bound him with the ropes, and Naveen had looked at him like... he bit off the thought before it could form, concentrating on the question he'd been asked.
"Standing... please," he managed, breathy on the last word and unsure what had made him say it. His cock throbbed harder as he imagined how Naveen would wrap him this time.
Naveen paused to watch Josh for a long minute. This transformation still bewildered him. Gently, he cupped the back of Josh's neck. "You are doing very well. I'm proud of you." Naveen considered kissing him again; so much so that by the time he decided against it he was already swaying into Josh's heat.
Straightening, Naveen cleared his throat. "Be naked by the time I return. Fold your clothes neatly, and set them next to you."
Josh obeyed Naveen without a word, divesting himself of his clothing and folding it as quickly as he could manage while blindfolded; Naveen hadn't suggested he could remove it.
From the toy chest, Naveen grabbed two lengths of rope, one short and one long. He turned to watch Josh complete his task, and shook his head again in amazement. Moving back to Josh's side, Naveen quickly moved the piled clothes out of the way, before returning to pick up the ropes he'd selected.
Naveen bound Josh's wrists quickly, using the rope liberally, until the binding was both visually pleasing, and also as strong and restrictive as any leather cuffs. Naveen couldn't help but smile at the way Josh's fingers twitched and curled around themselves. They usually were in near-constant movement, but this seemed even more than usual.
A few steps to the left had Josh underneath a low-hanging hook. It was the perfect height so that when Josh's bound wrists were lifted onto it, the man was stretched out beautifully.
Naveen let his hand slide down the golden skin offered to him. Moving around Josh's backside, he licked at the man's shoulder. "I can't help but think that by standing, you're asking for something more. What do you want now, Joshua? To be flogged? Paddled? Caned?"
Kneeling, Naveen began to tie Josh's ankles. He used the same technique as with his wrists, but left a longer piece between, so Josh would have some movement.
By the time his Dom was tying him, Josh knew his nervous energy had to be showing. He couldn't stop flexing his fingers, and he was sure Naveen had to notice the fine trembling that ran through him as his hands were lifted and placed on what Josh knew was a strong hook that would hold him steady even if his knees gave out.
As Naveen asked him what he was seeking in being tied standing, Josh felt more blood rush to his already rigid cock. Oh yes! He could almost imagine the bite of one of Naveen's best floggers across his skin, and a shudder ran through him as he fought to answer. "Uh... please, I should be punished. I need to be... if it pleases... flogged." His voice was breathy in his own ears, and he let his head drop further, a warmth infusing his cheeks as he waited for Naveen's pleasure.
"Punished?" Standing, Naveen ran his hand over Josh's backside, and hummed thoughtfully. "Have you done something where you deserve to be punished?" Moving in close enough that his cock brushed against Josh's hip, Naveen brushed aside blond wisps so that he could purr into his ear, "You've done so well today... wouldn't you rather be flogged until you were screaming with the pleasure of it?"
Without waiting for an answer, Naveen moved away and back to the large wardrobe that he kept his belongings in. He selected several whips, and grabbed a vial of oil, before returning to Josh's side.
"I have five floggers here, Joshua. I might use one, or all of them. That depends on you. I have a leather one with knotted ends, a basic cat, one where the strands are braided, and then one made of rope, and one of rabbits fur." Naveen had his suspicions of which Josh would prefer today. Something soft and sensual, like the rope or the fur. "Which one should I use? Answer honestly."
Even though he couldn't see, Josh knew, from the electricity running through him at the contact, exactly which part of Naveen brushed against his hip. The touches of his hand and lips didn't do anything to restore Josh's equilibrium either, and he couldn't even form an answer to Naveen's whispered words; his mouth had gone dry.
The knowledge that Naveen had several floggers and that he-the submissive-was getting a say in what should happen to him, and how, was heady. If Josh hadn't already been quivering in need, this new information would have caused him to start.
Hoping the delay in his answer would make Naveen think he was considering carefully, Josh licked his lips, trying not to pull at the hook he was bound to. His mind was simply too full of the thought of more kisses; more sensations like he now knew Naveen was completely capable of giving him even without pain, so that he was unable to think what any of the choices meant.
Finally, he opened his mouth to speak, getting stuck before he even uttered a word. He had to clear his throat and begin again. "The rabbit."
Naveen made a disapproving noise, but picked up the rabbit fur flogger regardless. He considered making Josh ask again, with a 'please', but decided that it wasn't worth it when he had done so well with everything else. Naveen wasn't even sure that his sub would be able to speak if he tried.
To begin, Naveen stroked the strands across Joshua's arse and lower back. The soft, brown fur was cool and silky against the heated flesh. Naveen flicked his wrist once, so that the ends came down with a muted thud. He repeated the action several times, each stroke with a bit more force, before once again switching back to a soft, gliding tease of fur on skin.
And that was it, the soft and sensuous touch Josh had come to desire, in between his usual need for the pain and punishment. Closing his eyes tightly under the blindfold, he took deep breaths and tried to relax as each blow landed.
Definitely nowhere near what Josh was capable of withstanding, the knowledge that Naveen-beautiful, strong, masterful Naveen-was offering this to him helped build the desire currently pulsing through his veins.
Then the flogger was smoothing over his already-heating skin once more, silkily tickling at his sensitive nerves.
"More... please..." he murmured, pushing against the gentle touch of the fur, as if that alone would make Naveen strike him more.
Nodding even though he knew Josh couldn't see it, Naveen increased both the speed and the intensity of the blows. His arm swung in a figure eight, so that the blows criss-crossed, landing on the round of Josh's behind.
The tails of the flogger were short, which allowed Naveen to stand closer than usual. He could hear every caught breath, and every soft noise that Josh made. It was incredibly arousing.
Time passed quickly for the Dom. It was addictive, as always, bringing this man to higher and higher levels of pleasure. Every time Josh moved into the blows, or moaned lowly, or each time Josh's cock twitched and swelled only drove Naveen to work harder for his submissive.
Finally, he cast aside the flogger, and reached for the vial of oil. After uncorking it, he let a thin stream fall against Josh's crease. Naveen's fingers followed, teasing through the quickly warming oil, before he pushed two fingers inside the other man.
The touches were exquisite; the softness of the rabbit flogger contrasting with the power behind each blow. Josh could almost feel Naveen's pleasure at what they were doing, and his own enjoyment simply built higher and higher with each stroke.
Inside his mind, Josh was seeing every kiss he had shared with Naveen-even though there were few proper kisses-and it was almost as if each kiss of the flogger was another new one for him to cherish.
As Naveen discarded the flogger, Josh moaned at its loss, feeling the heat of its touch in the heightened awareness of his no-doubt reddened ass.
The oil made him gasp and his heart thumped loudly in his ears as Naveen pushed into him. Unable to stop himself, Josh pressed his body back into the fingers as much as he was able, his desperate need vibrating through his cock.
There was nothing he could say; nothing he could do. If Naveen wished to use him, he would; if not, then Josh would stay here, suspended from the hook on the ceiling and wanting for as long as his Dom decreed, and he would do so without complaint.
Naveen once again made calming noises. It sounded like Joshua was trying to speak, and Naveen could guess at what he was saying, but Josh was so far gone that it was coming out as a garbled mess. It sounded as if the words were getting caught somewhere in his chest, and then from there had fought to get themselves up Josh's delicious throat.
Reluctantly, Naveen removed his fingers from the place they most wanted to be. He wiped the excess of oil onto Josh's hip, and thought quickly. He didn't want to move from his sub's side when he was like this, not even for a moment. The solution was easy enough, in the end. With a quick tug, the strip of cloth Naveen had used to bind his hair came undone, and his curls fell down around his shoulders. After a quick check for any stray hairs on it, Naveen moved around to Josh's front.
Josh was willing enough to take it into his mouth, although it seemed that he still wanted something more. Naveen knotted the cloth loosely behind Josh's head. "Bite on this. Do not spit it out." Naveen took the time then to really look at Joshua, and his stomach flipped pleasantly.
Carefully avoiding Josh's cock, which lay hard and leaking against his stomach, Naveen molded himself to the man's side. His chin hooked over Josh's shoulder, and he held his submissive close to him.
Three fingers pushed into Josh this time. Naveen didn't have the same angle as before, and therefore couldn't manipulate Josh's prostate as well, but considering how close Joshua was that was probably for the best.
The gag was more as a reminder than to serve any real purpose of stifling the noises he made; Josh knew this, yet he couldn't quite stop the vocalisations. He chewed on the rag in his mouth, stifling them as much as possible, desperate to obey as much as he could, so he'd be allowed release soon.
When Naveen closed in on him, a shudder of pleasure ran right through Josh's body. The return of his Dom's fingers to the place they'd been made him groan, his teeth working hard on the material in his mouth. Josh forgot everything beyond staying close to Naveen at the intensity of the feelings coursing through him.
The man's touch meant everything; his hard cock against Josh's side and the warm arm enveloping him with such power, never mind the digits stroking slowly into his ass. He needed to come now, but still he held back, muscles tensing hard, knowing that this time he had to do everything he could to show Naveen exactly where they both stood. There was no way he would give in to his own pleasure until Naveen allowed it, even if it meant hanging painfully on this knife-edge for hours yet.
Naveen, stilling his fingers inside Joshua, looked up with dark eyes at his sub. He knew Josh wanted to come, but he couldn't allow that-not yet. Josh was so wound up, that it was very likely that a single release would be enough to drain him to exhaustion. But there was so very much more Naveen wanted to do with him that day.
The noises Josh was making were maddening, though: wet and muffled and needy as they bled through the material in his mouth. Telling himself it was only to quiet the man, and not because of the continued feelings washing over him, Naveen surged forward and connected their lips again.
His tongue pushed past the gag, seeking out Josh's to tangle with. The feel of the sleek, wet muscle contrasting with the rough texture of the fabric had Naveen let out a rumbling purr that reverberated through his whole body. He delved deeper, or at least as far as he could with the barricade, desperate for more of Josh's taste.
The kiss was something of a surprise at this stage, but Josh wasn't one to look a gift horse in the mouth, and despite the gag, he responded to it in the only way possible. Now they'd already kissed properly, he knew he'd never get enough of Naveen's taste, and he wasn't about waste any opportunity. The purr as their tongues tangled, and the ripple of its effect through Naveen's body echoed around Josh as well, and his responding moan begged for Naveen to prolong the kiss.
Pulling harshly at his bound hands, Josh's muscles strained to be allowed the bliss of surrounding Naveen properly; holding the beautiful man in his arms, though he knew he'd never break free. Beyond caring what he was thinking and how he'd been denying everything Naveen made him feel in recent days-if not for longer-Josh wanted these moments to last forever; the kiss to go on and on, his heart to be full of Naveen, and his body to be on the edge of release until he expired from all of it. Desperately, around the gag, he put everything he could into the kiss, pressing himself firmly against the beloved body next to him.
Breaking the kiss and pulling his fingers free from Josh, Naveen reached for the hook. Once Josh's arms were free of it, if still bound, Naveen kept a steady hold on them. With his own dark hands wrapped around larger golden ones, and no other contact, Naveen slowly walked Josh backwards to the bed.
When Josh's legs hit the mattress, Naveen helped him sit, before guiding the blond back into a reclining position. His hands were moved into a hook above the head of the bed. Josh could remove his hands from this hook if he so wished, but Naveen knew he wouldn't.
As a reward, Naveen gave Josh a slow, easy kiss around the gag once more. Nothing like what was shared on the stairs, or even like the kiss a moment ago, but it was completely satisfying nonetheless. And enough, at least, to tide them both over while Naveen once again fetched the rabbit-skin flogger.
Whip in hand, Naveen climbed onto the bed and straddled Josh's legs. One hand pressed against the blond's chest, and as Naveen leaned over him, he trailed the ends of the flogger over Josh's chest, teasing his nipples and skin with the soft material.
It was blessed relief to have his arms lowered again-for a few moments, anyway-and Josh breathed deeply as Naveen positioned him on the bed. At least his Dom wasn't abandoning him, and Josh was grateful for his continued touch. The kiss, while not as intense as the one prior, was very good, and Josh knew that he'd continue to do everything right to gain more.
The hard press of Naveen's hand on his chest, followed by a tickling sensation that could only be the soft flogger once again made Josh's breath stutter and his cock throb. He craved Naveen inside him, especially now the fingers were gone, and hoped that soon he'd get what he needed above all else, but he wouldn't beg for it. The gag told him this was not what Naveen wanted from him, and more than likely, he was in for a lot more of this torturous treatment before things went in that direction.
Behind the blindfold, Josh closed his eyes tightly, imagining the look on Naveen's face.
The angle was all wrong for the forceful strokes that Naveen usually gave when holding a flogger, but this was different. This whole session was different from most of the scenes Naveen had ever taken part in. It also excited him more than anything had in years.
Naveen again teased the tails over Josh's skin lightly. A soft flick of his wrist brought the flogger down sideways across peaked nipples. He traded off between that, and using his fingers to pinch and fondle the sensitive flesh.
Naveen knew he wouldn't be able to hold out much longer. His Joshua looked beyond beautiful now, like a debauched angel. His skin had a pretty pink flush to it, and gleamed with sweat. His lips were swollen and red, bisected by the gag. And the blindfold... Not even to mention Josh's cock, which looked so full it must be painful.
Leaning even farther across Josh's spread form, Naveen took a nipple between his teeth. His hair fell in a thick curtain to skim across the same path the flogger had taken, but Naveen couldn't find it within himself to care enough to push it back.
The attentions across his chest becoming stronger, Josh gasped for breath he could barely find. Naveen's teeth against his sensitive nipple made him whimper in pain; a pain he needed. He wanted to beg for more; to suggest that Naveen hurt him more, but he couldn't speak around the gag. The contrast of Naveen's soft hair caressing his skin added to his breathlessness.
Josh's cock felt so near to bursting, that he was sure a single touch either to it or his prostate would send him over the edge now. It was almost too much, but he'd have let Naveen keep doing this until he passed out, if that was what the man wanted.
Repeating the action on the other nipple, Naveen found himself almost incapable of pulling away. With each bite, or scrape of teeth on flesh, Josh would whimper and shudder in a way that Naveen was all-too familiar with. And Naveen needed to give this pleasure to Josh just as much as Josh needed it.
But Naveen's own cock would not be ignored any longer. It needed to be buried in this body, and as quickly as possible. Naveen knew that there would be no resistance. All of Joshua was open to him, not just his arse. So with some reluctance, Naveen climbed off of Josh, and slowly untied the bonds on his submissive's ankles.
After tossing the rope over the side of the bed, Naveen moved between Josh's spread legs. Hands still cradling Joshua's ankles, Naveen carefully positioned his legs so that Josh was opened and ready for him.
By the time Naveen moved to punish his other nipple, Josh found it too hard to hold back the sounds that were growing louder with each successive bite. And then Naveen was gone... leaving Josh open and empty. The relief that washed through him when he felt the man return had his heart thumping, and the anticipation of what was to come ran through his veins like fire.
Once the rope was gone from around his ankles and he was spread out and ready, Josh strained his eyes downward as if he could see through the blindfold. He would have given anything to be able to see Naveen in this moment, although he could well imagine the smouldering look upon his Dom's face. He could feel his own thigh muscles quivering, and his stomach fluttered with pure, unadulterated want, knowing that any minute he was going to get exactly what he was after.
Naveen cursed himself when he remembered that he had left the oil behind before. He didn't want to leave Josh's side, not now when he was seconds away from being inside him. Hopefully Josh was still oiled enough from when he'd been stretched. Naveen spat on his hand, and rubbed the wetness over his aching cock.
And then, after hooking one of Josh's legs over his hip, Naveen took himself in hand and lined his cockhead up with Josh's quivering hole. As he'd predicted, Naveen's cock sank effortlessly into the blistering heat and tightness of his Joshua.
Naveen moved slowly at first, in hopes of containing some shred of control. He avoided Josh's prostate as well, because he knew that if he didn't, things would be over far too soon.
And there it was, sinking home as if there was no other place it ever went; Naveen's cock, buried deeply inside Josh's body, stretching him effortlessly and causing a kind of pleasurable pain from the small amount of lubrication already applied. Josh groaned at the perfection of it, his cock bobbing about frictionless in the air as Naveen began to move agonisingly slowly.
The need continued to build inside him, and he strained at his bindings, desperately wanting to reach for Naveen and bring him closer or speed him up; he didn't know which. He probably could have unhooked himself from where he was hitched, if not actually untie his hands, but he wasn't about to seriously do that and risk Naveen pulling away now. If only he would cover Josh properly though; the heat from his body against Josh's chest, then everything would be perfect.
Naveen wasn't sure how long he kept up the slow pace. It was probably only a few minutes, but every long slide in and out of Josh seemed to take an hour. Naveen's breathing was shallow, and as slow as his thrusting. It almost felt as if he dared to change his breathing pattern, his body would fall into a million pieces.
But then Josh's body rippled around him in the most exquisite way, causing Naveen's breath to hitch and come out in a low noise. The pace picked up then, driving them closer and closer to their peaks. It wouldn't take much more for either of them, they'd held off for so long already. Naveen grasped the discarded flogger once more, this time by the soft tails, and then finally took Josh's cock in his hand. The silky texture of the rabbit's fur mixed with the slick, hot skin was a heady mix, and Naveen could only imagine how it felt to Josh.
"Come now!"
Suddenly things were moving faster as Josh felt Naveen's hand, and something that could only be the fur of the flogger, wrap around his cock at long last. The softness contrasted incredibly with the hard grip Naveen had on him, and the easy glide inside him became frantic, although still exquisite in the extreme. He found his muscles tightening and loosening in counterpoint to each of Naveen's thrusts. It no longer seemed to matter that Naveen wasn't closer, although Josh vaguely still wanted that. Hips jerking, his cock couldn't help but push through the furry grip around it, causing Josh's breath to catch as the pleasure built so high that he thought he would pass out if he held back much longer.
Then his Dom gave the command he'd been waiting to hear, and Josh, finally giving in to the intense feelings coursing through his system, cried out hoarsely around the gag as he obeyed.
When wetness spread between their bodies, and Josh shuddered so deliciously around him, Naveen let out a muffled moan and his arms gave out. Now pressed tightly against the other man's chest, Naveen wrapped his arms around Josh's shoulders, and continued to thrust raggedly. Naveen licked at his own lips, and bit the lower one before sucking it into his mouth. His body felt charged, like he had touched something electric. It started in his lips and pooled low in his stomach. Naveen needed to come, needed to use this energy that was building almost to the brink.
When his peak finally hit him, Naveen made a noise deep in his chest. The orgasm seemed never-ending, and Naveen didn't want it to end. Because an end would mean that he would have to move away from Josh, and their session would be over. When the aftershocks finally seemed to taper off, Naveen let himself slump against the body beneath him. He knew he needed to move, and untie his sub, clean them up... but that could wait another few moments.
Naveen's orgasm was almost as intense for Josh as his own, and he continued to shudder and move underneath the man until it was over and Naveen was pressed tightly against him. The last moments before Naveen came, when he'd closed in on Josh and held him near had been sublime; all Josh wanted. And now, with them finally able to relax back against the bed, sated and worn, he could feel Naveen's heart against his own and he didn't want the feeling to stop. It was as if they were in perfect accord; their hearts drumming against each other in a kind of harmony Josh hadn't felt in years.
He wished he could hold on properly, but his arms were still bound and there was no way to remove them from the headboard in his current state of exhaustion. Even if he could have done, encircling his Dom with his hands tied would give the wrong message and he was likely to anger Naveen, so he left them where they were, trying not to think about what he wanted to do next; how desperate he was to spit out the gag and kiss Naveen to within an inch of his life and then settle into sleep as if they were lovers.
Lovers.
They were not lovers and they never would be. Sawyer paid Naveen to attend his needs, and he had no care one way or another what Sawyer wanted beyond fulfilling those needs. Sawyer knew he could not love Naveen; it had been far too long since he'd allowed such an emotion to take him over. Now was not the time to start.
Sawyer swallowed hard, lips trembling, and waited, holding very still. He could not speak until Naveen untied him and pronounced the session over by the actions. He tried to ignore the tiny something inside himself that was glad that Naveen had not moved yet, and closed his eyes tightly for a moment under the blindfold.
They were both exhausted; a few more minutes like this would not harm either of them.
Joshua was tense and immobile beneath Naveen, not at all like a man who had just climaxed. Naveen sat up, and considered trying to defuse the situation with more sex. It would be so easy to take Josh's cock in his mouth, give him another release... But the moment had passed.
With one last look at the man lying on the bed, Naveen moved to the bowl and pitcher of water. He cleaned himself and reddressed with alacrity, so he could return to Josh's side. The blond seemed content where he was, so Naveen cleaned him with a wet cloth before he untied his wrists. The gag was undone next, and finally the blindfold was removed.
He checked the clock while he dressed, and even though he put no emotion into the words, it was with surety that he said, "We went over our hour. I should have been more attentive to the time. I will not charge you, and you may stay here until the hour ends."
"No, I'll pay the difference," Sawyer said, carefully not looking at Naveen as he dressed. The session had been a good one, and Naveen deserved more than the bonus Sawyer knew he'd be giving to the house for his attentions. But now it was over, all too soon, and Sawyer couldn't stay; not with Naveen cooling towards him as he was. For the first time all evening, Sawyer found himself considering last night's kiss, and how different it had made things today. But he had ruined it himself somehow; the mood had changed from the minute he had allowed the words lovers to enter his head.
Doing up his tie, he allowed Naveen a look. The man didn't appear any different from after any other session, and yet... there was something. Having learned to read people's faces and behavior in all the years he'd been playing cards, Sawyer was normally very good at judging folk. Naveen, in all his Eastern inscrutability, however, was beyond Sawyer's ability to understand for the most part, and now, all he could get from the fractional difference in the way that he held himself was that Sawyer had definitely disturbed him somehow. Perhaps not enough for things to change in any way between them though; besides, he didn't want things to change too much, did he?
On the verge of saying something, Sawyer reached for his hat, his mouth open to speak. But as he glanced back at the beautiful man, he found his voice sticking and he knew he'd never risk putting anything foolish out in front of such a self-controlled and cool person. He just couldn't do it.
Sawyer cleared his throat, putting his hat firmly onto his head, and swallowed. "Thank you, Mr Andrews. I'll be seeing you."
With that and a quick nod, he was out through the door, closing it firmly behind him and striding as quickly as he could up the stairs before he found himself turning around and begging Naveen to hold him again, or even worse, suggest he kiss him once more.
Because he knew, should Naveen agree to either thing, Sawyer might never want to leave.
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Our next chapter sees a couple of different--but somehow very similar--pairs meet up for the first time, and a very interesting ceremony.
Chapter 68