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]

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."