Roses are Red... (Race/ Bearon)

[praiseofblood]

Bearon blinked at that and politely turned his face away. "Look Mr. Race. I don't know what you think you're doing, but this is not a good idea."

[ode]

Race ignored the man and crawled on the bed, his tongue sliding up the man's thigh to bury is face in the man's groin. "Mmmmm..." he moaned, taking the head of the soft cock in his mouth and sucking.

[praiseofblood]

Bearon growled, pulling against the metal chains. He frowned, his arms pulling at the metal so that it would strain.

[ode]

Race would have smirked had his mouth not been otherwise occupies getting the man hard. The chains were reinforned mentsiquarian vai steel. The same stuff they made fleet ships out of.

[praiseofblood]

Bearon frowned, before pulling himself up against the headboard. "What do you think you're doing?"

[ode]

"Having what I want," Race said, pulling back to stare up at the man before flicking his head over the now hard flesh.

[praiseofblood]

Bearon sighed. "Alright. Untie me and I will oblige you."

[ode]

"I don't think i will," he smirked. "I like the idea of fucking you while you're totally defenseless. Me riding this big, dark cock." That said, he rose to retrieve lube and made a show of fucking himself on his fingers to stretch himself before rubbing some lube over Bearon's cock and lowering himself onto it.

[praiseofblood]

Bearon growled when the male sunk down on his cock. This was insane.

[ode]

Race moaned, his own cock hard and leaking. The guy was so thick, it felt amazing.

[praiseofblood]

Bearon clenched his teeth, allowing the male to ride him.

[ode]

"Come on, baby," Race moaned, leaning in to kiss the man's mouth. "I know you're enjoying it, I can keep your cock weeping within me."

[praiseofblood]

Bearon growled a little. This was rape, plain and simple, but he wouldn't give the little bearer the satisfaction of enjoyment. Rather...he was going to make the boy wish he'd never done it. Bringing his knees up, he raised his butt and back up and began to fuck the man.

[ode]

"That's it," Race sighed, eyes clenched closed.

[praiseofblood]

Bearon fucked the male until he came over and over again. The man was not going to be able to walk in the morning.