Surrender (Leek/Lyle)
Leek screams as strong arms press his shaking body into the bed and Lyle’s cock stretches him painfully.
Leek knows better than to fight, it would only result in more bruises to hide come morning, besides, he craves this feeling of being forced into temporary submission by a man who he has broken over and over again - the scars on Lyle’s back are proof enough.
A single teardrop rolls down Leek’s cheek. Lyle instinctively licks it off and seeing the shock at his own action engraved in his hazel eyes sends the first wave of pleasure through Leek’s abused body.
Leek knows better than to fight, it would only result in more bruises to hide come morning, besides, he craves this feeling of being forced into temporary submission by a man who he has broken over and over again - the scars on Lyle’s back are proof enough.
A single teardrop rolls down Leek’s cheek. Lyle instinctively licks it off and seeing the shock at his own action engraved in his hazel eyes sends the first wave of pleasure through Leek’s abused body.