Put me in my place

[copesetic]

It's always been the hardest thing for Jet to keep his hands to himself, but tonight Albert's finally going to teach him. Normally he enjoys the tactile explorations, the eagerness to please, maybe even allowing Jet more free reign to roam as he will beyond the bounds of social acceptance, but it's been getting out of hand. Jet's been abusing the frayed ends of Albert's patience in other aspects of their relationship. Being uncommunicative, talking back flippantly in public; flirtatiously calling another Dominant "sir" at a party had been the last straw. He's not sure what he's done to warrant this sort of misbehavior from his partner, but he's about to put a stop to it right now.

"Jet, come in here." No request this time, it's an order, and it's barked across the apartment with authoritarian weight. He'll teach Jet this lesson and maybe in doing so he'll get the errant teen to come clean about what in the hell has gotten into him these past weeks. Asking has gotten him nowhere, so perhaps they just need a reaffirmation of who, exactly, is in charge here.

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[fallenstar]

Specifics, he's needs specifics. Luckily, he's just out of his head enough to barely even hesitate in giving them, besides it wasn't like the answer was that hard. "I need your hands on me...I want you to take me, let me cum, please."

Begging usually made him feel weak, it wasn't his style to beg to anyone but Albert...Albert didn't make him feel weak when he did it, just wanted, even if it still felt a little odd to do and not hate immediately after. But anyone who didn't want him would just take what they like and leave, Albert waited and made sure of what Jet wanted before taking anything and even his foggy brain was able to latch onto that and hold it.

[copesetic]

"Okay," it's just that easy. Albert leans over to press a kiss to his trembling sub's lips, brushing aside long copper bangs so he can make eye contact, silver to warm chestnut brown. "Trust me. I'm going to make it feel amazing."

He pulls away and stands, letting his fingers drag along Jet's skin lightly as he walks the length of the bed, coming to stand at the end of it then kneel on the comforter between Jet's knees. With deft, if cold, fingers he removes the condom that's been keeping the vibrator in place, though the bullet itself he holds with his hand still pressed against Jet's straining length. The ring, however, he still leaves. It's a soft and stretchy one, it should still allow Jet to cum, just prolong the inevitable to a point where when he finally crests that peak it will turn him to jelly.

Slowly, Albert drags the vibrator from hilt to head, watching each twitch and reveling in each moan it pulls from his sub. He has to admit, that's not really part of his lesson, just a little something for himself since he does so love to watch Jet pliant and needy all for him. He continues to tease with the vibrator, but his other hand joins in, fingertips dragging on Jet's inner thighs and leaning in the press kisses to the quivering flesh just after. Thighs, hips, and finally gentle and loving kisses to Jet's cock, feather light but not quite teasing. More a demonstration of care.

He wants this gentle moment before he finishes Jet off entirely.

[fallenstar]

Each slide of the vibrator on hard flesh sends shivers through him, the speed a little more tolerable with it not being held in place continually, but still high enough to keep him on edge. It's not enough to make him finish, he knows that, but that just makes it all the more torturous.

The touches and kisses make his breathing speed up and a light gasp slips from him as he tugs at the restraints on his wrists with the kisses pressed to his cock. His hands curled and clenched in their restraints as he finally reached the limit of the patience he'd been affording. "Albert...stop teasing me already."

[copesetic]

"That sounded suspiciously like an order." Albert's voice is deadpan, though not quite resigned. He tries hard not to be too frustrated. After all, he's pushing Jet to a limit here even if he's trying to impress upon the younger man that he is taking care of him so long as Jet is clear. Though that was clear enough, he supposes.

Alright then, he'll stop teasing.

He stands up, slipping from the bed and pulls the pins at each top corner of the bed frame that keep straps attached to Jet's cuffs taut, though he's still attached to the posts with the thin but strong lengths of chain. So freed, Albert can reach over and toss Jet onto his stomach roughly, moving behind him to pull his hips up. Albert grunts lightly and his belt buckle hits the floor with a soft metallic thud as he runs his hands on Jet's ass and between his legs without any form of warning.

"Prop yourself on your hands and tell me how badly you want me inside you." He presses his hips against Jet's ass, grinding roughly while holding Jet's hips in place, his hard length rubbing up and down slowly between soft cheeks until he hears what he wants from his captive sub. "Don't hold anything back."