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Luka Astor, 23, Your semi-friendly Waisan submissive

[sirwyattsylvester]

Yeah, coincidentally, that was right around the time where I decided all marks ought to only be there with my permission. Complete coincidence.

At the moment I'm thinking of the personal touch, like bite marks, hand prints... maybe a paddle with my name raised on the surface, etc.

[luka-astor]

It's almost eerie how you read my mind, sir. When I first saw your reply, my naturally perverted mind read it as you being particular about 'how' I get the marks, so I was going to try and pick your brain on just what you had in mind to create them. Then I reread it and saw the 'where', so even though it could still mean what methods that would entail, it could also mean who I get them from, so I kind of mentally flipped a coin and landed on the latter.

Fuck. All this rambling just to try to say thank you for indulging my fantasies without me having to actually ask. Also, yes please to all of those.

[sirwyattsylvester]

Willing, and quite particular about where they come from, as a matter of fact.

[luka-astor]

Other than that shitty punishment, it's been quite a while since any of my marks have come from anyone other than you, Sir. Hopefully it stays that way for the foreseeable future.

[luka-astor]

@sirwyattsylvester replied to your post:

Not nearly marked up enough.

I completely agree, Sir. Hopefully you're willing to change that.

[luka-astor]

[sirwyattsylvester]

It was times like these that Wyatt wished he was more into exhibition. He could imagine that it would be enjoyable for his partner, but there were still serious hang ups that he held about outsiders being able to perceive him in those moments. Sadly, he never thought of these hang ups in any other time but when he was too far gone to consider working on them, so unfortunately, there would be no exhibition in the store today. Though he stepped back from Luka, his fingers remained in his belt loops as he pulled him along, out from behind the counter. Wyatt only let go so he could check that everything he needed was in his pockets before he went to the door, gesturing Luka to go through so he could smack his shapely ass as it went ahead of him.

"You look fucking sinful... I hope you know I'm not going to go easy on you. Remember your stop light colors, though." He unlocked his car as he headed toward it, moving in front of Luka now to open the back door and hold it for him, his eyes boring into the younger man's with a heated intensity that was uncommon to see in Wyatt's eyes out in public, in the daylight no less. He stepped around, herding Luka toward the open door and briefly pressing him against the side of the car. "I want you to get in the back, though... I don't need distractions while driving, so I need you to sit back here. And while we're driving there, you're going to be touching your cock and edging yourself for me. Are we still green?"

He couldn't help up reach out and graze his thumb over Luka's jaw line, then up over his prominent cheek bones, admiring how the dark eye make-up made the brown in his eyes pop more prominently, how they accentuated the beautiful shape of them. It was pure willpower keeping him from imagining the dark streaks of the make-up painting his face, because more than a glimpse in his mind's eye would surely toss out any semblance of control he was still clinging on to, shred any last hope he had of not rushing this and perhaps breaking whatever decorum kept him from exhibition. Leaning in, he hungrily claimed Luka's mouth in a kiss, since he knew it would be a little while before he could do so again, and he needed something to sate him through the drive. After he drew away, he opened up his own car door and slid in, shutting it behind himself and buckling in.

[luka-astor]

It should have been embarrassing how quickly Luka became hard as Wyatt began to lead him towards the door. However, for one thing, Luka rarely ever felt shame when it came to sex, and for another thing, it was honestly impressive that he hadn't been hard almost his whole shift with how many times the plug shifted just right to brush against his prostrate. If Luka wasn't already hard, the slap to the ass would have done the trick, and since he already knew that Wyatt didn't like when he held back any noises unless he was specifically ordered to, he didn't bother trying to stifle the moan that fell from his lips even though they were still very much in public.

"That was the plan, sir, and I wouldn't want it any other say. And understood, sir. Stoplights." Since Wyatt was staring directly at Luka, the Dominant could see the clear confusion the spread over his face once he realized he was being ushered into the back seat of Wyatt's vehicle. Luka briefly wondered if Wyatt was going to fuck him in the back of the car, even though it would have been very cramped since neither one of them was remotely slight. Confusion turned into a small pout when Luka found out that he was going to have to sit in the backseat by himself, but his pouting didn't last long as Wyatt revealed the rest of his plan. "Absolutely green, sir."

As Wyatt's lips met his own, Luka eagerly returned the kiss as he licked his way into the other man's mouth. He was initially worried that he'd have to wait until they got to Wyatt's house to get his lips on the Dominant, so Luka made sure to get his fill while he could. Once he was buckled into the back seat, he normally would have adjusted his hard cock to be slightly more comfortable, but since that's obviously not what Wyatt wanted, he left it alone - for now at least. Even though Wyatt wouldn't be able properly watch any show that Luka was going to put on, he still didn't want the other man to miss anything, so he waited until Wyatt was in the car with him before doing anything.

Because he was already so worked up, he knew it wouldn't take him too long to get close to the edge, so he kept his initially touches over his jeans, giving his cock a few hard squeezes as he let out a low moan. "Fuck, sir. You have me so worked up already fuck knows how many times I'm going to edge myself before we get there." Luka never claimed to be a patient person, in fact, quite the opposite was true, so he quickly decided that his cock needed a direct touch. He made quick work of the button and zipper of his pants and then pulled his cock free of his briefs. He gave himself a few dry stokes before bringing his hand up to this mouth so that he could lick his palm. The added moisture around his length caused another moan to escape him as he felt his balls begin to tighten up.

"Fuck, sir..." Right as he was on the edge of his release, he pulled his hand away from his cock and took in a few deep breaths to try and calm himself down enough. Luka was very grateful that the didn't live in a big city because he honestly wasn't sure how many more times he could do that without going to far. He figured he had at least one more in him by the time they reached Wyatt's, so this time he spat into his hand before he started to work his wet hand over his cock.

[sirwyattsylvester]

Tear Tracks || Wyka

Wyatt had a problem. A serious problem, in fact. This problem had to do with a nearly empty document opened on his laptop that he had been trying to write for the next town hall meeting coming up. A major cause for this problem? The stunningly beautiful submissive currently ringing up a customer maybe 20 feet away. The one wearing eyeliner and pants that he had to know how good they looked. It was outrageous, in fact, to feel this fixated on a clothed ass that he had already seen naked. It wasn't like he had to imagine what was underneath, but somehow the fact that it was covered up had him obsessing maybe more than if Luka was just naked in the shop. Okay, that was hyperbole, because surely he wouldn't have lasted 5 minutes, let alone an hour, without doing anything about it if that were the case.

So, instead, he was locked in a war with his responsible side versus his lust... and damn if he wasn't counting the fucking minutes until Mark would come in for the remainder of the day. In the past, Wyatt might have left Luka working there a couple more hours even as he left his assistant in charge. However, he had now acquired... a taste for Luka. He used to be stronger against it, but much like an addiction, continued exposure... use... had kicked up a craving, and he had metaphorically edged himself by doing no more than commenting that Luka looked "good" wearing eyeliner, but today? Today the implications were making him hotter under the collar than usual. And perhaps he was feeling an urge to see something beautiful wrecked.

He was able to pull himself together once Mark came in, shutting his laptop and giving him a quick overview of the day. "It's been fairly uneventful, so I don't think you'll need Luka..." Me, however. He caught the last moment of Mark's look at him, since he had been in the moment before staring holes into the submissive, holes he was hoping to bury his teeth into, his nails, fingers, anything. He didn't feel embarrassed by being clocked by his assistant, though, he didn't have it in him to feel one iota of shame as he said goodnight to Mark after putting his laptop away in a messenger bag and bee-lined for Luka, who had his back turned to him.

With a practiced grip, he took hold of Luke's belt loops and pulled him back against his chest, dipping his head down to hiss into his ear with clipped sentences as he held himself together. "You're coming home with me. Now. Non-negotiable." @luka-astor

[luka-astor]

In hindsight, it probably wasn't the smartest decision to apply and accept a job when he was so highly attracted to the owner, but Luka was a self proclaimed masochist so it made sense. Spending so much time together in a 'professional' setting meant that feeling desperate for Wyatt was obviously nothing new. Anytime he was in Wyatt's vicinity, and honestly a lot of times even when he wasn't, Luka felt a magnetic pull towards the other man. He always wanted to touch or be touched by Wyatt, so Luka had become quite adapt of controlling his urges until he didn't have to.

All of that seemed to have been thrown out the window after their last text thread though. Just to simply piss off his parents, Luka had gone through an emo phase, so he already knew he looked good in eyeliner. However, that had been several years ago, so it wasn't something that he kept on hand. Right after their texts wound down and he knew that Wyatt wouldn't be opposed to him wearing it, Luka ran out to drug store after his classes to pick some up. While he was there, he also decided to grab some non-waterproof mascara to really emphasize any tears.

It wasn't like Luka and Wyatt didn't have sexy conversations in the past, but since there was no definitive plan of when it was going to happen, this one just seemed to hit Luka harder. If Wyatt wanted to, he could have waited weeks or months before putting their plan in motion, but Luka was doing to do anything and everything in his power to make sure that didn't happen. Before he headed to the book store, Luka made sure to put on his eyeliner and mascara. Since he felt like he was revisiting his emo era, Luke decided to go all in by throwing on an all-black outfit, making sure the pants were tighter than usual, with a thick silver chain. He also wanted to go the extra mile and quickly opened himself up so that he could work one of his more comfortable plugs inside of him.

Once he walked inside of the shop, Luka did the first thing that he always did, which was seek out Wyatt. When his eyes landed on the other man, he felt his heart speed up but also could feel his whole body relax. Even though every fiber in his body wanted to run up to the other man, drop to his knees, and beg Wyatt to take him anyway he wanted, Luka fought off his urges and went about doing his job. Normally, Luka would spend any of his downtime flirting with Wyatt, but he was honestly already too worked up for that. For his own sanity, he made sure to keep his distance, but that didn't stop him from bending over any chance he had when he knew he was in Wyatt's eyeline or throwing the other man some heated looks. Luka had a feeling that Wyatt was getting just as worked up as he was, but he wasn't completely sure until he felt himself being pulled back against Wyatt's solid chest. Even before Wyatt could finish vocalizing his intentions, Luka was eagerly nodding. "Thank god, sir..." He was honestly somewhat disappointed that Wyatt didn't take him right then and there, but if he had been able to wait this long, he could hold on a little longer.

[sirwyattsylvester]

Text: Me neither, so how am I making it seem bad to not?

Text: They can pair you up to do scenes but I do not put my dick in ugly. If I deign to make it sexual, it'll be just on their side, I don't want them getting a taste of me, literally or figuratively.

Text: My thoughts on that are purely positive, so I think you should make sure you have some of that on hand.

[luka-astor]

Text: I'm sure that it's just because it's over text, but it kind of came off like you are disappointed that people wouldn't think you'd be into a little whimsy with your sex. Now that I think about it, I bet people could get pretty whimsical with shibari or a sex swing.

Text: Seems like that's something else we're very like-minded about. Just the thought of someone I don't deem worthy being able to say they've done anything sexually with me makes me want to puke.

Text: Noted, sir. Probably should just expect to see me wearing eyeliner a lot just so I'm prepared for anything.

[sirwyattsylvester]

Text: I don't imagine I give off clown-fucker vibes, no. Far too much whimsy for the likes of me. I doubt anyone's ever looked at me and thought "yeah, he likes his sex with some whimsy"

Text: How many times have you *had* to fuck anyone? I've certainly never *had* to fuck anyone I didn't find attractive.

Text: It does. Certainly makes me eager to make you cry for me.

[luka-astor]

Text: You're kind of making it seem like not being a clown fucker is a bad thing, sir. I'm honestly not even sure what whimsical sex would even look like...

Text: I'm picky as fuck so none, sir. But I do know sometimes the school will pair you up with some rando for a scene, so I kind of thought you might have bit the bullet at least once in your life and fucked someone that you normally wouldn't bother with for added points.

Text: Just name the time and place. Also, thoughts on me wearing some non-waterproof eyeliner so that you can really see them? Or is that a bit too much?

[sirwyattsylvester]

Text: Well, yes, but I meant when you brought it up? What you would have done if I had said I had been trying to figure out how to bring it up to you? I'm struggling to imagine even people with that fetish enjoying the red nose, but I suppose that's just because it's really not my kink.

Text: Pied is part of the WAM and not the clown one? Or is it both? Sounds like both. I suppose there's also some degradation kink in there as well, pushing someone's head down into a pie... then there's the gasping for breath aspect. I guess you can find your own kinks in most anything.

Text: You earned? To be fair, I think I'd consider it being me earning them, drawing them out of you. Each drop a little success for me.

[luka-astor]

Text: It's within my limits, so I'm always willing to give it a try. Although, thankfully, you don't really seem to be the type of person that would be into that kind of thing, so I felt pretty safe to bring it up. I forgot the crazy wig too. Hard to image anyone would enjoy fucking Ronald McDonald, but I guess someone out there finds that thought hot.

Text: I mean, I guess that's something that could fit both kinks. It would also help if you had to fuck someone that's ugly since their face would be covered in pie shit.

Text: Just kind of sounds like a win/win for both of us then.

[luka-astor]

[sirwyattsylvester]

Text: And just what were you going to do if I expressed extreme enthusiasm in clowns+sex?

Text: Slime? Oh, we're talking about the badly abbreviated "WAM"... okay, so maybe I'm not as into it as I thought, because I'd prefer the word "slime" never go near sexual encounters, actually. I'll stick with food-based products, and maybe avoid the "completely covered" aspect, as well.

Text: I mean, I suppose if it was part of a little roleplay, then playing it up would be fine, but in general? Yes. You're a quick study, I have to give you that, so far I'm quite impressed.

[luka-astor]

Text: I figured it you were that into it, you'd have googled it at least once in your life, so you'd have at least heard that word. But I mean, if you want me to slap on some clown makeup and a big red nose, I'd do it. Just don't ask me to make balloon animals. I can semi juggle though.

Text: Well the wiki did mention being pied as part of that kink, so there's at least some food based options. However, instead of having a pie thrown at me, I'd rather just be covered in whipped cream or something.

Text: No matter what, I'd fully expect you to make sure I earned ever single tear, so even in a scene, I don't think I'd have to.

[luka-astor]

[sirwyattsylvester]

Text: I can honestly say I'd never read the word before today, so you can imagine it's never crossed my mind. I think I'm more inclined toward the badly named one. Though I could see how smearing clown make-up would be a satisfying tie-in to that or dacryphilia, which I am a fan of.

[luka-astor]

Text: Clowns and sex just don't go together in my brain, so even though I probably should have known it was a thing, I really didn't think they'd have a name for it.

Text: According to Wiki though, smearing clown make-up wouldn't really cut it unless it was the consistency of slime and you completely covered me in it, which doesn't sound too appealing.

Text: Good to know about the dacryphilia. I'll make sure fight against my internal toxic masculinity and not hold anything back. And before you mention, I also won't play it up because I already know that would piss you off.

[luka-astor]

Text: Thoughts on coulrophilia?

Text: And before you ask, yes I did somehow find myself on the paraphilias wiki. I honestly wonder if most of the shit listed is actually a thing or if a bunch of psychiatrist got bored at one of their conventions and started to make up shit. You could tell they got bored by the time they got to the w's because what do you mean there's one just called wet and messy fetishism...

@sirwyattsylvester

[sirwyattsylvester]

Text: Wait, do you not just like guys? For some reason I thought you were strictly dick, but maybe because when I'm thinking of you in sexual situations, all I've been imagining is you stuffed with *my* dick. In whichever hole I deem appropriate.

Text: I'm probably the lightest skinned person in our household, so clearly you're not that picky about it. Well, Lucy might be competition, but it's hard to tell if that's just because her darker eyes make the contrast more stark.

Text: Appearance is, in this case, most important. I can make sure they're not unattractive in personality ahead of time, but I'm not going to be asking you to jump into conversation first thing... so yeah, you getting hot and eager to be fucked based on physical attraction would help.

Text: So.. abs... at least as tall as you... preferably "dark"... anything else?

[luka-astor]

Text: When it comes to hot people, I'm all for equal opportunity. I do tend to enjoy being manhandled more than doing the manhandling, but I definitely won't pass up the chance to fuck a hot women or guy.

Text: I don't know... I think Sir Harrison has a lighter complexion than you, but since you've seen way more of him than I have, I'll take your word on it.

Text: Well, yeah, as long as I don't have to really listen to anyone talk then I'm totally good to go with looks only. But like not to stroke your ego or anything, but as long as you'd be in my eyesight, it wouldn't take much to get me eager.

Text: Can you set some kind of dick sized limit? Like I don't want to deal with anyone that isn't working with anything but then I also don't want someone with a porn sized dick that would wreck me for the rest of the night...

[sirwyattsylvester]

Text: Besides me, because I'm most everyone's type, do you have one? A type, I mean.

Text: Or is there certain things that turn you off, about someone? Or turn you on, if that's easier.

Text: Again, we're not talking about me, I'm curious about your tastes in other people for the purpose of, well, curating other people.

@luka-astor

[luka-astor]

Text: Tall, dark, and handsome is my kryptonite, so you have that one on lock. For guys that is. Although I guess it pretty much the same for women too. It's not like I don't find lighter hair/skin attractive, but I'm not as drawn to it.

Text: As vain as I am, I'm honestly more turned off by someone's personality than how they look. Being around rich snobs all my life who think they are god's gift to everyone and treat pretty much anyone they feel are beneath them like shit is an instant boner killer for me.

Text: If you're trying to curate something for me strictly based on appearance, then I'd honestly just trust your own judgement since I think we have very similar standards.

[luka-astor]