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Hot Stuff || Jeff&Elliott

Elliott nodded, considering for a moment. “Well, you might be more comfortable if I tie your hands in front, and you can move about more easy, but… I think I prefer them in the back…” Moving onto the bed and behind Jeff, Elliott started binding his hands, letting his hands roam his arms every so often to relax him a little. Next, when he had secured the arms, he pulled out a tie, fastenign it around Jeff’s eyes to blindfold him. Then, he maneuvered the boy to lie on his stomach and lit a candle, one hand running over his exposed skin while he waited for the wax to melt.

Jeff was well behaved the entire time, never once fighting against what Elliott was doing. Trust aside, it was just conditioned into him by this point. It didn’t stop his heartrate picking up when he suddenly couldn’t see anything, though, his breath wavering but he managed to just about keep it under control as he settled onto his front. The touch alone was sending little shivers through him already. He bit his lip lightly, the anticipation of what he knew would be coming starting to build.

Hot Stuff || Jeff&Elliott

Elliott smiled, taking Jeff’s hand to lead him to the bed. “Alright then… now tell me, do you want your hands in front or the back?” The master took the rope from the bedside table, waiting for Jeff to make a decision.

Jeff bit his lip, a little confused at the fact he was being given so many choices, even if they were small ones. “I... I don’t.. mind.” he blushed, biting his lip. He’d had good and bad experiences with both, after all. He sat down on the bed, watching the master as he pulled out the rope. “Whatever is better for you...”

Hot Stuff || Jeff&Elliott

Elliott’s smile turned a little sad when he saw just how disbelieving Jeff was, and sighed softly. “I guess it’ll take a little more than jsut complimenting you to convince you.. oh well, I do have time.” Reaching down to let one finger slide up Jeff’s length, Elliott smiled at the boy seductively. “Now, is there something left you want to do, or should we get started? I promise, you’ll get to touch me a lot more once I’ve untied you afterwards..”

#para; jeff #para; hot stuff

Jeff gave a matching smile, averting his gaze for a moment but his attention was caught again when there was a light touch to his member. “Mmmh..” He hummed at first, before figuring he should elaborate on that noise. “N-No, sir. I’m.. I’m all yours.” He breathed out, slowly glancing back up at Elliott again.

Hot Stuff || Jeff&Elliott

Chuckling softly, Elliott let his hands roam a little over Jeff`s back, diggin his fingernails in a little as he pressed the boy closer. “Good, then I might just let you stay for a while and cuddle for a while after we’re done today… would you like that, Jeffrey? Lying next to me, skin against skin, feeling my body heat?” Pulling back slightly, Elliott grasped Jeff’s chin in his fingers, tilting his head upwards slightly. “You’re so beautiful, do you even know that?” he whispered, a small smile on his lips.

Jeff whined a little at the feeling of Elliott’s nails, skin flushing. He put his sensitivity down to having not been touched like this in a very long time. No one ever took the opportunity and Jeff’s willingness really made a difference. “Y-Yes, sir.” He breathed out. “God, yes please...” He murmured, before looking up into the master’s eyes. The compliment, however, was clearly not one that Jeff was finding easy to accept. It was obvious in how his smile was faked and slightly guarded that he didn’t believe it in the slightest. “Thank you, sir...”

Hot Stuff || Jeff&Elliott

Elliott gasped a little as Jeff used his fingernails and grinned as the boy tugged on his underwear. Reaching down, the master helped tugging down the boxerbriefs, stepping out of them to unveil his length. He wasn’t exceptionally large or anything, but still somewhat above average. Nothing to be proud of, after all it was just genetics, it was the skills that counted, after all, but g#he certainly didn’t need to hide. “is this what you want?” he whispered, licking his lips as he pulled Jeff close, “me pressed against you?”

#para; hot stuff #para; elliott

When Jeff finally felt skin on skin like that, a breath escaped almost in some kind of relief as he pressed closer, nodding a little in reply. He kept ita t that, not feeling like he had to say anything as he gave a little roll of his hips that pulled a soft moan from his lips.

Hot Stuff || Jeff&Elliott

Elliott licked his lips, shivering a little when Jeff hit a spot just where his collar met his neck, his fingernails digging a little deeper. The boy had just found one of his sensitive spots. “God, I think I could get addicted to your lips..” the master whispered, tilting his head to give Jeff more access.

Jeff grinned against his skin at the reaction, focusing back on it and giving more attention to that one spot in particular, his body pressing even closer to Elliott’s. His hands were travelling all over, scratching lightly on occasion but mainly just enjoying being able to touch and do what he wanted for a change. His fingers gradually hooked into Elliott’s underwear, starting to push down to encourage him to take them off. Never had he wanted to feel someone’s length against his as much as he did now.

Hot Stuff || Jeff&Elliott

Elliott grinned, his fingers caressing Jeff’s hiopbones as he let the boy explore the expanse of his chest. “Oh, no fair, huh? Just wait and see how fair that is after I get started… You have much to look forward to.” Holding Jeff close, Elliott let his hands wander to the small of his back, scratching lightly to encourage the boy.

Jeff shivered at the feel of Elliott’s nails, body naturally arching closer to the other male’s, his lips exploring Elliott’s chest and collar, slowly working up to his neck, where he did his best to nip and kiss without leaving any marks. He didn’t know if Elliott minded marks or not, but he figured it was better to be safe than sorry.

Hot Stuff || Jeff&Elliott

Elliott chuckled darkly, tugging the last piece of fabric down Jeff’s legs as he took him into his mouth, hollowing his cheeks a little as he sucked. Leting his tongue run up the shaft as he pulled up again, he looked up at Jeff with sparkling eyes. “Oh, believe me, you will get more..” Kissing his way up the boy’s chest, the master rose to his feet, smirking a little. “But this isn’t about you getting off, this is about you getting to explore and touch.. You won’t be able to once I have you bound…”

Jeff whined when the glorious heat was suddenly gone, frowning at Elliott as he stood up again. As much as he wanted to touch, he hadn’t really been able to relax that much in a long time. “No fair.” He whispered, but his hands were already wandering back to Elliott’s body, dancing over the skin again. This time, though, he leaned in to press a kiss to his collarbone, giving a light nip there to test his reaction.

Hot Stuff || Jeff&Elliott

Elliott huffed at the teasing words, pinching the sensitive area just underneath Jeff’s buttcheeks as he smiled. “Be careful, or I might reconsider being so nice to you.. I might even skip the massage later!” he warned teasingly before nuzzling the boy’s cock through his underwear. “I do enjoy going down on guys once in a while… I just usually don’t kneel as they stand.. usually they are on their backs!” Grinning, the master pulled down the front of Jeff’s underwear just enough to expose the head of his erection, letting his tongue run over it once, twice before he pulled back again. “Tell me what you want, Jeffrey…”

Jeff hissed, hips moving forward to get away from the pinch. “No! Not the massage!” He giggled, hand moving to rub over the area that had been pinched, but his attention was grabbed when there was contact to his hardening cock. “Lay me down then.” he purred. “Or am I just special?” He grinned, but it faltered with a moan at the tentative licks. “I-I...” He started. “More... please...”

Hot Stuff || Jeff&Elliott

Elliott loved seeing the smirk on Jeff’s face, and he greatly enjoyed the boy’s hands on his chest. His muscles tightened a little underneath Jeff’s fingers, and his own fingers automatically found their way into Jeff’s hair when the boy kneeled. It was a sight to behold, and Elliott vowed to himself that he would see that beautiful boy in this position more often. Stepping out of his pants, he breathed deep when he felt Jeff’s tongue teasing his already growing member through the fabric, pulling the boy into a kiss as soon as he was back up. “God, you’re…” he whispered as he pulled back, a small smirk on his lips. “I love it when you enjoy yourself..” Sinking down to his knees, Elliott reached out to undo Jeff`s pants, grinnign up, “Enjoy the show.. you won’t see me down here too often!” after all, Elliott usually didn’t kneel in front of anybody.

Jeff grinned as Elliott lowered down, teasingly carding his fingers through Elliott’s hair. “Good boy!” He added on to his teasing, wondering what reaction it would get. Stepping out of line like this made him feel a little odd, but he could move past it. “Why not, sir? You look all pretty down there.” He answered cheekily, a grin on his lips still.

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[Blaine sang softly as the water ran over his skin, back turned towards the entrance of the slave showers.]

[Jeff had been aching for a shower for a while now, but he’d had to help clean up in the kitchen as punishment for tripping over in front of a guard and ‘disturbing his walk’. So when he went in, he’d missed his usual window for being able to shower alone to keep each and every bruise hidden from the other slaves. When he heard a soft voice, he bit his lip, poking his head around and spotting Blaine. He smiled a little at hearing someone relaxed enough to Sing... he missed singing...] Hey... [He eventually murmured softly to announce his presence.] You’re an amazing singer... Just... by the way...

#ftf; blaine

Hot Stuff || Jeff&Elliott

Elliott grinned when he caught the small stutter, obediently lifting his arms as he chuckled. “Are you telling me what to do, boy?” he teased with one lifted eyebrow, a little grin on his lips. “Oh, well, I guess I might let you get away with that for now..” putting his hands on Jeff’s hips, Elliott leaned in a little. “So go ahead… knock yourself out. You can do what you want with me… for now!”

Jeff couldn’t help the way his lips quirked into a smirk. It was a surprised one, but it was a smirk all the same. After discarding Elliott’s shirt, he moved his hands back to the man’s chest, running his fingers lightly over the warm skin, drifting over and tracing the outline of muscles on the way down, before easily and almost expertly unbuttoning his trousers. He smirked up at him, slowly bending down as he pushed the trousers as he went, waiting for Elliott to step out of them before putting them with the shirt, then slowly moved back up, giving a teasing little lick over his underwear on the way up until he was standing again. “Your turn.”

Hot Stuff || Jeff&Elliott

Elliott nodded, seeing very well that Jeff wasn’t lying to him. Good, what they needed was absolute honesty in order to trust each other, after all. “I will try to avoid that area then.” he informed the boy in front of him, his hands running down again to lift the t-shirt next. “Oh, and you’re absolutely allowed to touch me, for now. After all, how would you undress me without that?” he quipped, his eyesw shining with joy. Oh, he was going to enjoy this boy…

Jeff helped once more with Elliott lifting the t-shirt, biting his lip just a little as his hands hesitantly moved to Elliott’s stomach first, brushing over the material of his shirt and down to the hem as well. It felt nice being able to touch a warm body instead of just being touched. “A-Arms up then, sir...”

Hot Stuff || Jeff&Elliott

Elliott gently pulled the hoodie higher, his fingers running over the thin t-shirt and feeling Jeff’s body heat through the flimsy fabric, nodding sooftly to Jeff’s warning. “I promise, I won’t freak..” he murmured softly, finally pulling the thick hoodie over Jeff’s head. Ghosting his fingers over the bruise, he stepped closer to inspect it, pulling the t-shirt out of the way to look at the bruise’s spead over the shoulder. “Does it hurt?” he inquired, his eyes observing Jeff’s reaction to gage how to proceed.

Jeff closed his eyes as Elliott moved closer, a small shiver running through him at the touch to the sensitive area. “A little.” He answered honestly. “Not as much as it did when it happened.” He took a breath, fingers twitching at his sides to reach out and touch the body he could feel was close to his.

Hot Stuff || Jeff&Elliott

Elliott smiled softly when he heard the breath Jeff took, it seemed this boy was more than willing to submit to him completely How lucky he was.. leading Jeff to the bedroom where he had already prepared, rope and a pack of candles lying on his bedside table. Closing the door behind the slave, Elliott let go of Jeff’s hand to instead run his hands up the boy’s arms and shoulders, trailing down his front to the hem of his Hoodie. “Now, let’s get this thing off you..” he whispered, licking his lips. “Let me see that beautiful skin of yours..”

Jeff took a small breath, nodding a little as he gradually raised his arms to help Elliott with getting the hoodie off. He was only wearing one of the thin t-shirts that the island has provided underneath. The hoodie was a luxury provided by a previous master. “There... I have a mark... on my shoulder and neck. Just... don’t freak out?” He asked, biting his lip.

Hot Stuff || Jeff&Elliott

Elliott smiled as he realized that Jeff seemed to be very on board with this, and he gently reached out his hand, palm up to help Jeff stand up from the chair. “Well then.. should we take this to my bedroom?” he asked softly, licking his lips in anticipation. “And on the way, you can tell me what your safework is.”

Jeff took his hand after a moment, taking a breath as he rose to his feet and started to follow Elliott towards the bedroom. He was equal parts excited and nervous, though he knew the nerves were mainly because Elliott still hadn’t seen the bruise and his reaction to the last lot hadn’t been great. Still, hopefully he wouldn’t think much of it... “My safeword...?” He asked, blinking a little. He hadn’t used it in so long that he had to think to remember. “Uh, Stitch.”

Hot Stuff || Jeff&Elliott

Elliott smirked when Jeff posed his question, shaking his head gently. “Oh, but it only doesn’t do anything when the candle is high enough. As soon as I lower it…” and if to prove his point, Elliott lowered the candle, the hot wax running over his arm this time, the muscles immediately flinching at the contact, but relaxing right afterwards. “It’s about trust, on both sides. I need to trust you to stop me when I reach the point where it starts to be too much, and you need to trust me that I won’t hurt you… besides, I can combine it… imagine being tied up and blindfolded, and you have no idea where and when the next drop will fall?”

Food forgotten, Jeff’s attention was fully and eagerly on Elliott. He hadn’t been this captivated by anyone in a long time. He watched the wax sliding, reaching out to run his finger over the line once it had dried, biting his lip as he looked back up to meet the master’s eyes. “I trust you.” He said, actually believing his own words. He didn’t think Elliott would hurt him... He’d had plenty of opportunity to so far, after all. “Th-That... That could be... Um.. wow.” he stammered, nodding a little as he spoke.