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Oh wow life had been a huge spiral as of late. I was in Florida for a bit over two weeks on a surprise vacation then was in New York to do a bit of work on writing, and had to deal with a toxic p.o.s who decided to try and make my life hell, but you know your boy is not about that life. Thankfully she’s out of my life and i can focus on my sinning, which i was able to update some works, but will now be going through my inbox and working on some things tonight and will be trying to post a lot more often now that i’m officially working from home and for the most part chair bound due to spine accident.
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It's October, you know what that means- monster fucking and sin~!
As a treat I've decided to give a little bit of what to expect of my latest story I've been working on in between commissions.
In a mansion that was once filled with laughter and life, lives a vampire that has been waiting and watching for his 'queen' to finally be found and full fill the prophecy that had been etched out delicately in tapestry for as long as the vampire King can remember. Shiro waits year after year, until the fatefull night his queen- a tan skinned, blue eyed beauty seeks shelter from the rain.
One look of Lance stripping himself and seeking the comfort of a hot bath and Shiro knows- oh he knows, that there's no way he can let Lance leave. Not with a beating heart that is
Well, I think this is the lowest I’ve been in a long time. I lost my food stamps, my medical coverage and am literally just barely living at my apartment due to my disability check. I’ve been trying to be very careful about how much I eat, but I can’t even afford my medications or the visits to my mental and physical therapy anymore. And honestly I just feel so alone and feel like I’ve been drowning in depression for a long time, but @fiercaldra has been an amazing girlfriend and has been helping me from doing anything drastic.
So I wanted to make this post to say I’m doing 5$ art commissions and 7$ writing commissions. I’ll do SFW, NSFW, really just about any pairing or OC.
Please, if you can I’d appreciate and will be sending pictures of what you’re commissions money is going to, IE food and meds.
I don’t know if anyone will read this but thank you.
“Dearest Lance, I do hope i’m not interrupting anything,” Liar. “However I just wanted to remind you that tonight will be the night that I will be taking you out for dinner. I do hope you have no others plans, for I fear you may be a bit tied up to make it.”
Liar.
He had listened to the voicemail countless times, the smooth, even voice of the male never faltered. Each time the message played Lance was shivering, his belly coiling and toes curling in anticipation. The male on the phone was such a liar, he didn’t care if Lance was in the middle of something, hell, he could be in the middle of sunday church with abuela and Lotor would call him without shame, smiling as sweet as honey and words coated with sin. But despite the way the Mayor’s son could manipulate others, Lance could see through him and only wanted more,after all, Lotor just knew how to get under his skin with his words and always took aim for his heart.
Stripped down and thoroughly cleaned both inside and out Lance gazed down at his body in the mirror, he was still tall and thin just like he had been as a teenager, his hair had grown a bit- not quite as long as his friend Keith’s, but still enough for Lotor to tug on and play with. His skin was just as flawless and blemish free as it always had been due to his care regene, but tonight it would change. By the end of the night he would be bruised and bitten, his skin would have designs etched in by nails...and he looked forward to every minute of it. Pulling on a pair of white lace panties, Lance gasped as the tight fabric clung to his plumped backside and forced the plug he wore deeper into him, the light purple plug thankfully not as big as the one Lotor had originally wanted- after all, Lotor understood when Lance said he wanted to start off small, the other male by far too kind to harm his kitten in such a way. Slipping on a simple pair of jeans with a whole in the knee and a white shit to go under his hand me down jacket Lance deemed himself ready after dabbing on some lip gloss and outlining his eyes in mascara, his hands practically twitching with excitement as he headed from his bathroom at the gentle knock on the door, knowing exactly who it was before opening it.
“My beloved, I was hoping you would be ready,” Lotor’s voice was smooth as silk, his gold hued eyes gazing at Lance as if he were a morsel of food that he wanted to keep and savour before devouring. Dressed in a black suit edged with purple, Lotor held out a bouquet of blue roses out to Lance, his smile shrinking down to a smirk at the way Lance took them. “It’s with a heavy heart that I must say I was unable to get us dinner plans, but I do believe if you come with me, that we can forget all about dinner and move straight to dessert.”
Taking the offered roses Lance smiled at spying a single white rose hidden among them, knowing that white was Lotor’s favorite color. Nodding his head softly Lance headed for the kitchen with the flowers to promptly put them in one of the vases that Lotor had given to him, placing them in some water before leaving them on the counter, already practically bubbling over with excitement as he went back to where the Mayor’s son still stood. Lotor offered him a hand to take as he soon pulled Lance from the small apartment, allowing him only enough time to lock the door before he was leading Lance towards the elevator, murmuring softly that he had such a lovely night planned for them.
Lance knew that was one thing that Lotor did not lie about.
In the car that Lotor drove- one that was worth ten times how much Lance paid in rent- Lance sat on the leather passenger seat with his hands resting softly against his lap, hips moving slightly from the way the plug was pressed further inside of him, something he felt Lotor could tell by the way the man talked pointedly about how Lance looked tensed and how he would definitely help loosen him up when they got back to his house. Lance had to bite down on his knuckles when Lotor hit a bump, the cuban nearly seeing stars from the lingering pleasure that came from the mistaken movement. He cursed Lotor silently, having sworn he saw the man smirk as he purposely hit another bump.
The room reserved for their play never seemed to stop surprising Lance, for each time he entered he could swear something new had been added, whether it had been a new outfit hanging off a hangar, a new toy lined up amongst the many others on the table, or simply even a new cashmere blanket upon the king sized bed. The rooms walls were kept a neutral shade of blue, the color calming to look at both out of scene and in, complimented by white carpeting and soft lighting that came from a diamond chandelier that skillfully crafted to appear like icicle, whether or not the chandelier was made of real diamond, Lance was too scared to ask the price, knowingthat to Lotor, money was simply something he had. The bed was made up this time with black silk sheets and dark blue blankets, the pillows carefully placed at the headboard, all the toys that usually lined the bedside tables had been tucked away and none of the devices or even machines that Lotor had used on him were out, only a simple unmarked box sat upon the bedside table, closed up and good sized, as if just begging for Lance to question what was inside. Wasting no time Lance undressed himself down to his simple thigh highs and panties, watching himself in one of the many full length mirrors as his body stretched and retracted, simply admiring his form for a moment before Lotor moved up behind him, the other male’s smile still smug even as it was reflected from the mirror.
“Simply look at yourself, do you not see how simply divine you are, my beloved? Such breathtaking curves and skin so soft.” Lotor’s hands rested softly against Lance’s hips, ghosting their way upwards, finger tips tracing the gentle curves of Lance’s belly up to his pectorals where they spent only a moment stroking dusky pink nipples into hardness before his hands came back down to stroke Lance’s belly, resting once more on his hips. Pressing a kiss to the side of Lance’s throat Lotor not once looked away from the mirror, his words and hand encouraging Lance to keep look of himself being reflected back. “So fragile and soft, you, my beloved are a rose, so fragile and beautiful, bringing forth beauty in this otherwise dismal garden of a world.”
“Lotor…” Lance shivered at the touches, leaning back against the man’s solid chest, feeling the warmth from the skin underneath the suit, aware of just how undressed he was compared to Lotor.
“Much like a flower you are,I can not help but find myself wanting to pluck your petals, one by one.” Lotor’s breath ghosted against the side of Lance’s neck, hot and ticklish, one of Lotor’s hands moving to cup Lance’s natural bulge that was only made more visible by the tightness of the panties, long fingers stroking the bulging fabric. “Not even into play time and already you are blossoming under my touches, just begging to be plucked.”
Lance’s knees were weak at such whispered words, his hands coming up to hold the mirror as he felt himself sag forward, Loto’s spare hand pulling back on his hair to tilt his head up, making Lance gaze at himself in the mirror once more.
“Listen to me, my beloved, I want you to go to our bed and lay down on your back.” Lotor’s teeth flashed in a predatory smile, one that only grew as Lance gave a weak nod of his head, Lance’s hands slipping off of the mirrors surface as he headed with the guidance of Lotor towards the bed, each step only serving to rub Lotor’s hand more against Lance’s growing erection, a whimper escaping the cuban’s lips. “Keep the panties and stockings on, my beloved I will be the one to have the pleasure in removing them.”
Lance nodded on instinct, unable to stop himself from whimpering as he was given one last caress between his legs before Lotor had him climbing up onto the bed, the softness of the mattress reminding him what a pillow must have felt like, the coolness of the silk gentle against his heated skin, cooling where Lotor’s own heat had been just mere seconds ago. On his back with pillows to elevate him, Lance watched as Lotor finally went to the box, the mayor’s son humming to himself, an eye glancing towards Lance’s direction ever so often before all his attention was on the box, still not allowing Lance to see what was inside. The cuban on the bed could not stop himself from pouting as he laid on the bed with his knees bent and spread, a hand stroking his own hair whilst he stroked himself through his panties. As if sensing his agitation Lotor chuckled, taking out a black strip of cloth from the box that Lance knew all too well to be a blindfold,a shiver of excitement washing through him- so it was going to be one of those nights, thank god. Lance practically moaned aloud when he spied the black rope that Lotor took out to set alongside the blindfold, the male not looking to him however still smiled smugly at hearing Lance’s whine.
“We are going to take this slow, no rushing and no loss of control or we stop without finishing. Do you understand, beloved? From this moment till I say we are done you are not to talk unless spoken to, you are not to touch yourself or try to. Now, nod if you understand.” When, and only when Lotor had seen Lance nod his head in consent did Lotor smile and step over to the edge of the bed, picking up the blindfold first, whispering for Lance to close his beautiful eyes before he placed the cool fabric over them, tying it carefully in the back with a knot before adjusting the front to make sure the fabric did not bunch. Only when he was happy with how the fabric was did he press a kiss to Lance’s lips, brushing his lips lovingly against Lance’s before he slipped back, keeping one hand on Lance’s belly so that the other knew he was still with him until he could rub one end of the rope against Lance’s belly, feeling the way he twitched and toes curled in anticipation. The rope was crafted using various soft fibers that were skilfully intertwined, creating a thick rope that did not tear, but did scratch and prick at Lance’s skin, no, the pressure from the ropes and Lance’s later on thrashing would be what would cause the marks, but never from the rope being made poorly, Lotor always made sure of that. Lotor smirked down upon the body laid out before him, the plug’s base visible from the way Lance’s legs were spread, only made more so as he spread the legs wider and bent Lance’s knees, taking his time in observing the way the puckered muscles clenched around the intruding toy before the muscles would settle, only for a spasm to be triggered by one of Lotor’s fingers brushing against the skin and base. Lotor cooed softly for Lance to relax as he began to bound Lance’s right leg to keep the heel pressed to the back of Lance’s thigh, keeping the leg from being used as he criss crossed the rope and worked on the other. Lance was such a good boy for letting himself be tied up without fuss, Lotor telling him so as he worked on tying the rope over Lance’s hips and belly, admiring his handiwork only long enough to gather more, the same procedure of rubbing it against lance’s belly down before Lotor began to tie along Lance’s pectorals and neck, rolling Lance’s onto his front in order to tie his hands behind his back, keeping the rope thicker on his wrists to allow a bit of cushioning before finishing. With Lance once more on his back Lotor gazed at the flush cheeks of his beloved, admiring the way Lance’s mouth opened silently, shutting as he remembered to stay quiet, the tip of Lance’s cock visible from where the panties had been slipped down. Oh how Lotor adored Lance, the cuban’s long limbs and curves making lance still smaller than Lotor’s own tall and thick frame, the way lance’s complexion was much darker and richer than Lotor’s own, but it was the eyes covered up that Lotor fell in love with first. Those eyes were the beauty that poets wrote for, and eyes Lotor could gaze in tirelessly. He was almost tempted to take off the blindfold.
Almost.
“Such an obedient darling you are, why I dare say you are on your best behaviour tonight.” Lotor hummed, gazing at his handiwork, long fingers stroking at Lance’s bound thighs. “For being so obedient, I do believe you deserve a treat. This is how it’s going to go; you are going to be fed, you will eat what you are given and allow me to touch you where I want. No squirming and no spitting it out. Do not worry however, you will like what I have in store.” Reaching into the box Lotor took out a small box of chocolates, opening the folded lid with a smooth flick of his thumb as he selected out a dark chocolate truffle that was brushed with gold flaked salt, taking a nip out of it for himself as he moved onto the bed, still fully dressed and on his knees between lance’s legs, a knee purposely pressed against the base of the toy. Leaning over him, with one hand on Lance’s belly Lotor rubbed the truffle against Lance’s lips until the mouth obediently opened and allowed Lotor to slip the treat and tips of his fingers inside. Lotor watched as Lance perked up at the flavor, a smile brushing his own lips at being able to provide for the other. “Such a good boy, Lance, letting me feed you, did I not say you would enjoy this? Do i not take care of you? I would do anything to keep you like this, happy and loved, my precious Lance.”
Lotor traced the melting chocolate off his fingertips onto Lance’s lips, selecting a white chocolate this time, a light smirk on his lips as he rubbed the chocolate along Lance’s bottom lip, watching the way the chocolate melted and coated his bottom lip, reminding him of a substance he would have on Lance’s lips soon once he had him ready. Slipping the chocolate truffle past Lance’s lips Lotor waited until Lance had swallowed the melting truffle before he licked at Lance’s lips, savoring the natural sweetness and the sweetness of the truffle.If he had to compare his beloved, it would be to a fine wine, sweet and tart, finely aged and exotic, something to be savoured slowly and by only sophisticated pallets. Tracing a finger down Lance’s chest Lotor rubbed his knee slowly against the plug, watching as Lance’s cock twitched where it was kept under the band, the fabric barely keeping Lance’s cock in place as Lotor teased him further with gentle flicks of the plug. Slowly, truffle by truffle of exotic flavors Lotor watched Lance obediently eat each offered bite, only ever taking half for himself or licking melted chocolate from Lance’s lips. Lotor felt himself stiffen more at the sight of Lance’s lips opened and glistening from saliva that wasn’t Lance’s own, the body laid before him keeping perfectly still from practice, rewarded by the panties being torn off to allow easy removal, the slim cock bouncing as it was no longer forced flushed against him. Lance made not a noise as his cock was teased by slim fingers, Lotor’s eyes examining him closely, not wanting to miss a thing as reached over to grab one last item from the box, a small white egg shaped vibrator which he took his time in slowly rubbing it against Lance’s belly down to his cock, all the while teasing Lance softly on what it was, not letting Lance speak before he had the vibrator turned on, rubbing it against the inside of Lance’s thigh.
“Do you feel this, my beloved? Such a small device and yet it can make even the strongest of men come undone. I’m going to use this on you a bit further up, you are allowed to shiver, to moan, but do not think of trying to close your legs or talk, you know what will happen if you do.” Lotor remarked, tone even as he continued to rub the plug , working the vibrator against Lance’s sack on the lowest setting before dragging it along the shaft of Lance’s cock, allowing it to rest against the glistening tip. And oh how Lance moaned, the beauty before Lotor shivered and moaned, lips opened wider in a breathy moan as Lotor continued his trail back down only to return the toy to Lance’s tip, deciding to see just how long it would take to make Lance cum. “Look at you, taking it so greedily. Your hole plugged and your cock toyed with, is this how you like to be, do you want to cum? Do not try and deny it, I see how your hole is twitching, I can see the way your lips move in silent prayer. Well, Lance, cum for me then.” Lotor raised the intensity of the vibrator with a clenching of his fingers, keeping the toy pressed to the underside of Lance’s cock until the cuban was shivering and shaking, crying out in soft mewls and whine as his cock was vibrated against without letting up, already pre-cum dripping down his shaft before Lance’s hips surged off the bed. Lance’s back arched as thick ropes of cum splattered over Lotors fingers and his own belly, coerced to cum more as the toy was kept in place, Lance’s whines raising in frequency as he clenched around the plug in his ass, wanting to cry out Lotor’s name as his body began to shudder hard, but still the vibrator did not stop, only lessened in intensity as Lotor rested the vibrator against Lance’s sack, rubbing small circles against the sensitive skin, a kiss pressed to Lance’s lips before it finally was shut off.
“You came so much, such a delicious sight,” Lotor cooed, eyes darkening with desire as he pulled out his hard cock from his pants, already working the plug slowly from Lance’s clenching hole. “Alas, Lance, i’m afraid i’m just too hungry to resist you, I do believe it’s my turn to-”
Lotor’s eyes narrowed at the soft ringing of his phone, even in play he kept the phone on due to his own rule of not being unreachable, his pants left open and his cock out as he got up from between Lance’s quivering thighs,deciding to turn on the vibrator once more and rest it against Lance’s cock. Snatching the phone up with a snarl Lotor answered with a curt growled out “What do you want?”, his eyes never once leaving the body on the bed that still rocked and spasmed from the vibrator that was left against Lance’s cock, Lance’s kiss bruised lips soundlessly opening in silent moans as his head pressed back against the pillows, cum still dripping hot and thick down Lance’s shaft. The sight of Lance’s hole still half plugged had Lotor annoyed with anticipation, wanting to simply take out the silicone plug to fuck lance with something a little more substantial- wanting to fuck Lance until the cuban was cumming again and screaming his name. Lance’s hole clenched hard around the toy, the cock between his legs twitching from the vibrations that bordered on painful, and despite Lotor knowing the call was important, he would be damned if he didn’t fuck Lance soon. Ending the call with no warning Lotor merely flipped the phone on vibrate, heading once more back to the bed, the vibrator removed much to Lance’s sigh of relief only for the cuban to gasp as the plug’s base was gripped and slowly removed inch by thick inch until Lances hole looked gaped, rim kept from clenching by Lotor wasting no time to slip his cock in place of the toy, Lotor practically melting at the sensation of liquid heat wrapping around his cock at last.
“No one is going to bother us, Lance, not again.” Lotor promised as he bucked his hips to fully sheathe himself, wasting no pleasantries that would fall to deaf ears as Lotor began to buck his hips in short thrusts, taking just a moment to admire the sight of Lance’s belly streaked in his own cum before Lotor was fucking him roughly, the tasks of being the Mayor’s son- of someday being the Mayor of the city finally fading from Lotor’s mind as he thrusted into the welcoming heat of Lance’s inner channel, Lotor’s hands coming up to smear the cum onto his finger tips before he fed the cuban his own cum. The sight of Lance’s tongue slipping out of his mouth to lick away the cum was enough to make Lotor growl animalistically,his free hand taking up the vibrator once more before pressing it to Lance’s tip, as if to punish his beloved as he used Lance’s hole like his own personal toy, fucking fast and hard, feeling Lance’s body quiver and shake, lips opening wide as a bit of drool dripped from the corner of his mouth, a loud scream of pleasure tearing from Lance as his prostate was struck again and again, forcing his mind to go blank as cum spurted from his oversensitive cock. Demanding for Lance to scream out his name Lotor came deep within the cuban beauty at hearing Lance’s voice, Lotor’s grip nearly breaking the vibrator as he kept it against the cumming tip. Watching Lance squirm and buck Lotor remained buried inside of him but took away the vibrator at seeing Lance’s tears slip from underneath the blind fold, a sense of worry washing over him as he pulled out of the warm hole, hands coming to rest on Lance’s belly.
“Lance, Lance my beloved, speak to me.” Lotor spoke softly, fingers kneading to help ground the other. “Beloved, a color, tell me a color.”
Whimpering Lance shook as he felt the cooling cum on his belly being touched, and the hot mess dripping from his hole- it was too much, he wanted- no, he needed a moment. Without thinking of it Lance whispered “Yellow” and Lotor instinctively began to hum as he got up from the bed, moving towards the basin of water he kept in the room as well as a towel- Lance would need to be washed and cleaned carefully, Lotor had pushed lance further than he wanted to during their play, but the fact that Lance said Yellow instead of Red meant Lance had at least enjoyed their play.
Lotor vowed to do better next time.
The ropes and blindfold were tucked away in the box and out of sight by the time Lance came around, his head was resting against Lotor’s chest and his hair brushed back by long fingers. The scent of vanilla and ocean salt wafted gently in the air from the candles lit on the bedside tables, the lights of the room dimmed to offer Lance some peace. Gazing up with tired eyes Lance felt the familiar cool sensation of lotion on the irritated patches of his skin, his limbs stretched out to allow proper blood flow and a bottle of water pressed encouragingly to his lips in order to get him to drink. Taking sip after sip Lance drank his fill before resting his cheek on Lotor’s chest, a gentle sigh escaping him.
“You really threw me through a loop.” Lance spoke breathlessly, barely able to keep his eyes open as fingers gently stroked his hair back into place, Lotor’s chuckle soft.
“Sleep, my beloved. For tomorrow I shall be taking you out for a proper breakfast.” Lotor cooed, kissing Lance’s cheek once more before working on lulling Lance to sleep. Oh yes, he loved his beloved oh so much and would give the world to see him happy and safe in his arms.
“I need you to listen to me, kitten, i’m going to be gone for a couple of weeks, so I need you to be good while i’m away. Can you do that for me, kitten? Can you be a good boy?”
It wasn’t fair, Lance was such a good boy- well, he tried to be a good boy and that should count for something- nearly all the times that Kolivan asked him to be; he was quiet when the man had conference calls, was polite when he had to entertain guests, even going as far as riding the man’s cock when Kolivan was too tired to fuck him, and this was how he was thanked? Being alone for two weeks?!
The first week was simple enough, Lance made sure to stick to his diet of lean meats and vegetables, snacking on fruit when he wanted something sweet and even tried to drink more water to show that he could be healthy and in charge of himself. Lance even went as far as to not touching himself when it came to the intimate urges, knowing it would only be harder on himself to not have Kolivan around to take care of him when his fingers would be unable to go as deep as the man’s blessed own. By halfway through the first week Lance was already missing Kolivan’s fingers and cock, wanting to have something inside of him, wanting to feel the delicious burn that came with being stretched, hell he would even accept simply laying on his back and sucking on the man’s cock.
By the second week, the tuesday before his boyfriend was back Lance felt himself slipping into his submissive headspace as he roamed there quiet apartment wearing only a pair of pretty blue panties and mid thigh socks, a lollipop hanging from between Lance’s lips as he swirled his tongue around the strawberry sweet hard candy, eyes dark as he zoned out, wondering just how Kollivan was doing. Of course Kolivan messaged him daily and called when he could, but Lance knew the trip over in Europe was important and knew that Kolivan was so close to solidifying the merger with two companies. Even if he wanted Kolivan’s attention badly he knew he could never put something so important in jeopardy. And that was what kept Lance from calling the other to beg him to come home, the aroused tan skinned male deciding to simply lay with a pillow between his legs as he slowly ground against it, pretending for a moment that he was grinding upon Kolivan’s chest, wishing he could feel the warm breath on his navel and those large hands kneading his plump backside.
Lance must have had a guardian angel watching over him, how else would he explain getting a package in the mail when none was expected, the sender address listed as coming from France, the neat scroll of penmanship belonging to his beloved. Feeling much like a child on christmas morning Lance had the package signed for and brought to their bedroom in order to be opened, the tape carefully peeled back as Lance dug in through the packaging foam in order to pull out a few pieces of sheer purple fabric- fabric that when held up revealed that it was a lingerie top and bottoms, a pair of heels pulled out next and a a few small boxes. The note on the bottom card was no bigger than a business card, and on it in neat print were the words ‘call me once you have it on’.
Kolivan really was an angel in disguise, or a devil, Lance thought to himself as he hurried to the private bath that was connected to their bedroom, already shucking off his jeans and tank top as he started a hot shower and grabbed the slim tubing he would need to properly clean himself with. With the shower on and the radio softly emitting a jazzy station Lance began to slather himself in shaving foam from his feet to his belly, deciding if he was going to wear such pretty fabric then he was going to look and feel pretty soon, and that mean shaving and waxing the hair that he had let grow again while Kolivan was gone…
Standing in front of the full body mirror Lance gazed over himself as he touched the leather and lace collar that hung around his throat, a purple metal heart hanging from it that complimented his skin. The black heels Lance wore gave him an extra two inches on his height and sheer purple thigh highs were tugged up carefully to show off his slim legs; the panties Lance wore were the same color as both the stockings and lingerie top, the same soft lilac purple that were adorned by white lacing and did little to hide his growing erection as the slippery silk rubbed against his skin- it was the top however that had Lance’s eyes drawn to himself, it really shouldn’t have been anything special, not too outlandishly sexy, but the lingerie top was sheere just like the panties and stocking, having thin straps and missing a large strip in the front, barely covering his chest and belly where it draped over himself, his nipples were already perky from the fabric sliding against them. Along the hemming of the top were small flowers and swirls stitched in small patterns and two faux roses were attached just underneath where straps met the fabric
Heading over to the bed Lance double checked the battery life of his phone and made sure everything was in place, his heart skipping a beat as he pressed ‘call’, the dialing tone having his heart soon beating faster.
“Hey Daddy,” Lance moaned sultrily as he laid draped against the pillows and blankets, the image of Kolivan still in his black suit and purple tie had Lance practically drooling as he batted his black lined eyelashes, maroon painted lips parting as his bubble gum pink tongue licked at the seams in play, the phone’s screen angle so that Kolivan could see that Lance was indeed wearing the silky purple lingerie, the man’s eyes darkening with lust.”I’ve been missing you sooo much daddy! Do you know how hard it is knowing you are so far away? Do you have any idea how big this apartment is- how big this bed is without you in it to pin me down?”
“You know i would be there if i could, kitten.” Kolivan growled, the man’s eyes narrowed as he watched Lance’s hand come up to his mouth for the beauty to lick at his own fingers, suckling on one gently. “Look at you, done up so pretty, just waiting to be ravished, tell me kitten, tell daddy who you belong to when you wear that little collar of yours.”
Lance’s blue eyes practically sparkled as he popped the finger out of his mouth and moved it down to play with the little black collar that was wrapped around his neck, a purple heart hanging from the center of it. Toying with the cold piece of metal Lance hummed and fluttered his eyes cutely, a soft whine to his words. “I belong to daddy and only daddy.” Letting the metal fall and rest on his neck once more Lance tilted the phone with his hand so that Kolivan could get a clear shot of his chest, belly and thighs, the purple silk that was split down the middle of the top was pulled apart just enough so that warm tanned skin of Lance’s belly was visible with how it rested on his torso, the panties leaving nothing to the imagination from how sheer the fabric was, Lance’s cock erect and pinned only by the silk, the white lace enhancing his naturally soft skin to make it even more alluring. Stroking the tips of his fingers just barely down against his skin Lance mapped out the skin of his belly with a gentle smile, making sure to angle the camera so that Kolivan could see the way his fingers brushed over the bulge in his panties, the silver bracelets reflecting a bit of light, causing his wrists and hands to appear slimmer. Bringing the phone back up so that Kolivan was once more looking at Lance’s face the beauty gave a playful pout, moaning sweetly. “Been wanting to touch myself for so long, but i’ve been so good daddy, haven’t touched myself once, haven’t even cum once- please daddy, can I cum? Can I show you how good I can be, how deserving I am to cum?”
It wasn’t apparent where Kolivan was, but Lance assumed his beloved- currently deemed as Daddy- was seated in a hotel room,the man growling softly at listening to Lance’s whines and watching how Lance gently pawed at himself; finding his composure Kolivan began to speak, his words steady despite the lust in his eyes and growl tinging his words. “You going to be a good kitten and listen to daddy the whole time? Going to move when daddy tells you to, cum when I tell you too?”
“Gods yes-”
“Good. Listen closely kitten, daddy bought you a cute pink toy, do you have it, can you hold it up for me?” Kolivan watched impatiently as Lance reached and held up the translucent pink cock shaped toy that was made of rubber, thick and long with bumps along the shaft and a small switch that could be used to turn on the vibrations. Kolivan waited until Lance held the toy with a shy smile before Kolivan had Lance pressing the tapered tip circling and tracing against his painted lips before his tongue brushed out to lick and lap at the translucent rubber, working it further into his mouth slowly, Lance slow in working it into his mouth as he began to bob it as he laid back and relaxed. Allowing his hand to do the work of pumping the toy in and out of his mouth with his tongue occasionally swirling along the translucent rubber, lips wrapped around the base when he worked it in deeper, eyes all the while watching Kolivan’s, not wanting to disappoint ‘daddy’. “Look at yourself, so filthy and beautiful, willing to suck on anything, is that it, kitten? Do you miss daddy so much that you’ll gladly suck on that toy and pretend it’s me?” Not waiting to let Lance answer Kolivan smirked. “Shh, don’t speak kitten, I want to watch you get that toy nice and wet with that pretty mouth of yours and then I want to see you put on those clamps.
“But daddy-”
“I know you don’t like nipple clamps, but I promise, these ones are going to make you feel so good kitten.” Kolivan growled, palming himself through his dress pants, wishing he was back in the states, to be by Lance’s side as his obedient kitten touched and teased himself just how he asked. Giving himself a firm squeeze Kolivan growled; Lance suckled on the rubber for several long, agonizing minutes, gentle moans emitted as he licked and sucked, letting the rubber cock plop out of his mouth lewdly and onto his cheek as he obediently reached for two pieces of rubber that were dark purple in color and reminded Lance of suction cups. Nimble fingers brushed open the fabric of the top further to reveal two perky nipples, the nubs standing out dusty pink against Lance’s richly tanned skin, and when the two pieces of rubber lip plastic were stuck down and clamped into place Lance’s eyes widened and his mouth dropped. For the moment the two were clamped down against his skin the rubber began to vibrate, a low vibration that was continuous. “Now be good and keep those on, they are going to vibrate a bit harder when your heart rate increases so be good and don’t be alarmed.”
“Ahh- yes- okay, okay…” Lance moaned as he draped the silk back over his chest, knowing that the thin fabric did little to obscure the sight of the clamps, the camera once more on Lance’s face as he licked at the toy softly. “Please can i finally-’
“Not yet kitten,” Kolivan growled, eyes slitted and near black with desire as his cock hung heavy and erect in his own hand, his teeth flashing as he spoke. ‘There’s one more thing I want you to wear, but first, put the phone on the nightstand and angle it to so that I can see the bed- that’s it. Now, take that black piece of fabric, good, such a good kitten- now cover your eyes with it, and lay on your back.”
Obediently Lance rolled onto his back so that his groin was easier viewed by the camera on the phone, long legs bending and spreading to show that the panties were straining to keep in his cock and that the fabric was slipping between his cheeks, hole barely visible through the sheer fabric. Adjusting the pillows behind himself so that he could be a bit more propped up, Lance brought a hand back to his mouth and suckled on his finger tips, awaiting patiently for Kolivan to tell him what to do next. Lance pondered silently what the other man must have thought of him laying out on the bed with his legs bent and spread, was his daddy close to cumming just by the sight of him? Was he picturing himself draped over him with his cock rubbing hard against Lance’s pantie clad hole? Moaning softly at the thought Lance tapped his heels gently down into the mattress, wanting more than anything to see what his daddy was doing, but the fabric was too thick and Lance didn’t want to risk pulling it down even by a fraction, lest he earned Kolivan’s disapproving frown.
“Gods, kitten, if only you could see yourself, spread out like a present just waiting to be unwrapped. You’ve been so good kitten, listening to daddy. Now, bring down those panties, kitten, I want to see them by your ankles.” Kolivan watched as his beloved beauty on the bed began to inch off the silky purple panties. Lance’s cock gave a soft bounce as his cock was finally free of its confinement, his fingers lingering over his cock to give the slim shaft a stroke before he worked on wiggling the panties further down his thighs, letting them pool down by his ankles as he got them over is knees. Without having to be asked Lance moved his hands down to his cheeks, giving them a gentle squeeze as he spread them, listening for any order to stop but when none was given he merely held his cheeks apart and rubbed the tips of his fingers over his puckered rim, tracing and prodding his own hole as he listened to Kolivan’s gentle growl that he knew meant approval. Rubbing insistently with his middle and index finger against the puckered flesh as he reached for the small bottle he knew to be near his left side; with a gentle gasp at finding what he was looking for Lance was quick to uncap it, moving it between his legs to drizzle the lubricant on his teasing fingers as well as drizzle it onto his hole. Shivering as he felt the icey gel touch him so intimately, the bottle capped and put to the side as Lance resumed holding one cheek to the side, his fingers still continuing their insisting rubbing as he finally worked his finger into his hole lazily, gasping as his middle finger was swallowed with ease by warm flesh still somewhat stretched from his time in the shower. Lance hummed as he slowly pumped his middle finger, working it in deeper with each thrust until he could take it down to the knuckle, the index finger next to slip inside him as he sighed blissfully at finally having something in his needy hole to fill him, knowing he would need at the very least four fingers to stretch himself before he would take the toy Kolivan had bought for him. In and out, lazily Lance pumped his fingers, scissoring ever so often before wiggling in the third one, a soft grunt escaping as the three fingers were pumped up to the knuckles- Lance knew better than to try and play up his pleasure, he knew that Kolivan could always tell when he was faking it. Curling two out of the three fingers playfully Lance continued to stretch and fuck himself with the digits, the fourth one needing a bit more wiggling and relaxing before it could slide in past his rim. A soft moan escaped at the feeling of the stretch, and this time Lance couldn’t help but whine and keen as his fingers pumped roughly inside himself.
From the growls heard from over the call Lance knew Kolivan was enraptured with the sight of him laying on the bed, hole greedily taking the fingers as Lance’s free hand moved up to stroke at his erect cock, fingertips gliding up the slightly curved shaft, smearing precum down the skin. The buzzing of the nipple clamps grew louder as the vibrations coursed stronger, Lance’s eyes widening behind the blindfold as his breath caught. The vibrations to his nipples was new, strange and almost painful, and yet Lance found that he couldn’t help but feel himself become more aroused by it; his chest puffing up as he arched a bit from the bed, hands moving in unison of stroking and pumping. “Please- Daddy- want to cum…”
“Not on your fingers you aren’t.” Kolivan growled, his hand wrapped around the thick base of his own cock, eyes watching Lance’s fingers intently as his kitten’s hole swallowed them with each thrust greedily. “I was nice enough to get you a new toy, I want to see you use it.”
“But i’m already so close-”
“Are you telling me no?” Kolivan growled sharply, thumb rubbing over the tip of his fat cock head on the upstroke. “Do you want me to tell you to stop touching yourself all together and wait till I come home?”
“N-No!” Lance cried out in panic of the threat, his head shaking to show that he didn’t want that, that he would be good for him. “Please,anything but that, i’ll be good, i’ll fuck myself on the toy, just please don’t make me wait till you come home!”
Kolivan huffed softly, the noise a reassurance to Lance that he was no longer in danger of that possibility, the order for Lance to suck on the toy given before Lance got the chance to use it. Like an obedient beauty he was Lance had the toy sought out and in his mouth once more, near deep throating it as he worked swiftly to lick and suckle upon it, wanting nothing more than to thrust it inside himself, lipstick smearing on the base as his mouth closed around it tighter to thoroughly wetten it, the sound of a slick ‘pop’ heard when Kolivan deemed Lance had done enough to get it ready.
“Good kitten, what do we say?” Kolivan demanded, fingers stroking his cock once more, watching as Lance brought the fat tip of the toy to his loosened entrance, the beauty on the bed moaning loudly at feeling it sink slowly into himself, stretching him wide.
“Th-Thank you daddy!” Lance gasped, legs spreading open as wide as the panties around his ankles would let him, the translucent rubber toy slowly taken inch by pleasurable inch as Lance finally felt himself being stretched how he had been craving, the toy slipped in deeply as if it were Kolivans own cock, stopping just short of the gripping base. Laid back with his legs as spread as they could be and the toy buried deep Lance stopped himself from immediately just using it to thrust himself to orgasm, choosing instead to simply allow himself to feel. The cool material of the silk felt heavenly on Lances heated skin whilst the rubber of the nipple clamps felt warmer as they absorbed the heat from his body, the toy he swore he could feel every thick inch of as he kept it buried deep inside himself; Lance felt beautiful despite the slutty appearance of himself, knowing he was spread wide and his blushing face was on display for Kolivan to see. Only when he heard Kolivan growl did he begin to slowly slide the toy out of himself, letting just the tip remain buried in his hole before he slipped it right back inside, deciding to keep the pace nice and slow as he grew accustomed to the slightly cold rubber that was dragged in and out of himself, Lance’s soft moans spilling out from past his lips as he used his free hand to stroke his cock. Fisting it slowly as he tried to imagine his hand belonging to kolivan, how the man would fuck Lance nice and slow before he would become wild, pinning Lance down and simply ravishing the willing body. Listening to Kolivans growls and grunts Lance merely added to the illusion that the man was in the room with him, watching as Lance worked the toy inside himself faster, keeping pace.
In and out…
Rougher and faster…
It was all a blur to Lance’s touch starved body, the faux cock being thrusted into him faster and deeper as his hips rocked back to help it, crying out softly as it rubbed against the sensitive bundle of nerves deep inside of himself. He wanted it to be Kolivan- needed it to be Kolivan, and yet he knew nothing could replace the man. Not even the toy could take away the desire to have Kolivan inside of him, only giving him a distraction as his hand squeezed hard on the base of the toy; a loud cry escaping him at the sudden vibration that came from the faux cock, the whole rubber piece vibrating inside him hard, causing his toes to curl in his heels and for his breath to catch in his throat. Lance’s eyes were wide and the hand on his cock quickened as he writhed in pleasure, letting the tip of the toy prod and stroke along his prostate, earning himself a clenching in his belly as he tried to hold on from cumming, practically seeing stars.
“Do you like it, had it custom made for you.” Kolivan chuckled out huskily, his hand gripping the edge of the chair he sat in with his nails digging into the wood as he stroked himself rougher, already so close at watching and listening to his kitten fuck himself, the cry of his name causing Kolivan’s hair to stand up on the back of his neck.
He wanted to be home, to watch and fuck that beautiful kitten of his into the bed, he wanted it more than he could bare.
“Please- please let me-”
“Cum for me Kitten, shove that toy nice and deep and cum for daddy.” Kolivan encouraged, bucking his hips and nearly knocking off his phone from his lap, only to catch it with the hand not on his cock, watching as Lance indeed thrusted the toy faster, slipping it in as deep as it could safely go before he stopped moving it. The sight of Lance’s back arching and his mouth falling into a perfect ‘o’ had Kolivan finally over the edge as the larger male came with a roar of a moan, uncaring if any cum got on his suit as he watched Lance’s hips rock hard, the beauty practically chanting a mantra of ‘Daddy...please’ until the first streak of cum was visible. “Good, so good kitten- look at how good you are cumming for me, Lance.”
Lance’s head lulled back against the pillows as he rode each wave of orgasm, his cock cuming hot streaks over his hand and belly, eyes practically rolled back as he finally had the relief he had been craving for so long. Moaning out Kolivans name rather than Daddy, he waited until the pleasure bordered pain before giving the base of the toy a squeeze to stop the vibrations, slipping it only out of himself when Kolivan cooed for Lance to do so, the cuban male needing the reassurance and guidance from him that it was ok- that he was good.
The toy was slipped to the side and next came the removal of the nipple clamps that turned off when they were no longer attached to him, Lance careful to rub each swollen stub before he slowly worked on the blindfold, teary blue eyes taking in the sight of Kolivan on the phone with a soft smile. Lance kept stripping himself down until he was bare of all lingerie and jewelry, keeping the collar on however as he moved onto his belly, uncaring of the mess that was on the sheets a he inched his way towards his phone, holding a pillow underneath himself as he gazed at Kolivan’s face, knowing that the man was already cleaning himself up with a few tissues.
“Was I- was I good, Kolivan?” Lance whispered breathily, nervousness clawing at his belly as he pouted his lips.
“You were the best, Lance.” Kolivan practically purred. “I’m going to be home soon, and when I get back I promise you the best bubble bath and meal you have ever had, do you hear me?”
“Yeah- i’d like that.” lance giggled, bringing the phone closer so that he could relax and gaze at the other without craning his neck. “Kolivan?”
“Yes my beloved?”
“Talk to me until I fall asleep?’ Lance asked, knowing if Kolivan was there that he would be clinging to him much like a koala.
“Of course my beloved.” And with that, Kolivan began to talk to Lance idly about the day in the office he had to endure over in the country of France,staying on the phone for several more minutes even after Lance had fallen asleep. Gods above he loved Lance something fierce.
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