Morning Coffee And Sweet Surprises (Closed to Poprockz)

[Poprockz]

"Mm..." he murmured as she nibbled and kissed his neck, his eyes closed as he relished the feeling only opening them when he heard her starting to give her demands. So she wanted a shower and for him to touch her until there was nothing left? He could do that.

Leaning forward, he slipped a hand behind her head and pulled her to him, kissing her gently and deeply, letting himself taste her as he held her in his arms. When he finally drew back, he whispered in her ear, "I'll touch every inch of you if it means that even a little bit of your pain is taken away." He then kissed her again, using one of his hands to sit up straight. He kept her against him as he started to get up, pulling her up with him.

Damien then held her around her waist as he walked over to the master shower and turned it on, waiting for the water to be warm before starting to strip in front of her.

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Sabastian waited to hear what it was that he wanted, starting to feel a bit worried from the look on Vin's face. It looked as though Vin wanted to talk about something very serious, and he was nervous about what that might mean.

His heart started to beat more quickly as Vin approached, the man's scent permeating the air around him. He didn't think he would ever grow tired of it for as long as he lived. However, when he got very close to him, he started feeling hyper-aware of how close their two bodies were. The blonde slowly started backing up toward the wall.

"No. It's my eyepatch, and I'm leaving it on," was his stubborn response, his blue eye looking defiantly up at the man. He didn't care whether Vin wanted to "see all of him" or not. The man didn't even know what that really meant, how such a simple thing would probably alter the way he looked at Sabastian forever. He wasn't risking his friendship with the man because of the guy's curiosity.

 

[Drobabes]

She melted into that gentle kiss, feeling the way his tongue softly sought after her own as his hands held her close. He couldn't take back what had been done, but what he could do was help her heal. He could be her needle and thread, helping her stitch her wounds closed before they threatened to kill her.

His whisper in her ear made her shiver and lean into his kiss with new passion, her hand going around his neck to pull him closer until he decided to break it off and lead them to the bathroom. And as he began to take his clothes off, so did she. She got her top and braw off, but she hesitated when it came to her pants.

In the bathroom, while she was listening to the preacher scream, she had used her hands to rid her abused sex of his disgusting cum. But even if she had cleansed herself of the physical evidence, the haunting ghost of a memory was still there. She still had nothing covering her crotch but a sock, his hands having taken that basic sense of decency from her.

She stared down at her fingers, willing herself to just do something, unbutton her pants at least, but she found she couldn't. It felt like stage fright; she just couldn't bring herself to get them off. Maybe she just didn't want to have to look at it, that real, physical evidence of his assault still nestled between her thighs.
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He watched as he backed up, almost to the wall, and gave his short little answer. He had figured as much would happen. If Robert was right, and if his own suspicions were right, then he was likely terrified of revealing what he really was. Vin wasn't about to start making a habit out of it, but he decided that tonight, he was going to ignore Sabastians outright refusal.

He stalked toward him, waiting until he backed himself against the wall and couldn't worm his way out of it, then he put both his hands on either side of Sabastians head as he stared down at him, his brows a little bit knitted.

"You're so stubborn" he said, then before Sabastian had the chance to stop him, he reached behind his head and tugged the strap up and off in one smooth motion. He flung the eyepatch across the room, out of his reach, and then stared down at him and waited.

"Sabastian, open your eye."

 

[Poprockz]

Damien dropped his pants and underwear to the floor, now standing in his nude glory. He looked over at her, his eyes drawn to her breasts as she allowed him the privilege of seeing them. When she stopped, he wondered why she had paused. He waited for a moment to see if she would recover and start to take them off again, but it seemed she wasn't able to continue.

His heart hurt as he watched her face, seeing her fear and hesitance. That fucking preacher deserved ever ounce of pain he delivered and so much more. If no one else was there, he may have considered taking a knife to the man in the most horrific of ways, but it was done and he didn't think Cora could stand several hours of that.

He wanted to see her smile again; he didn't want that dead fuck to poison the moments she had for herself.

Damien walked toward her and cupped her face so that she could look him in the eye. "If you don't want to look, then don't. I can be your eyes if you want. Just give me the word and I'll make sure you don't have to look."

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Once he was backed up against the wall, he had nowhere to go, especially with Vin moving forward to get in close. He saw Vin's body shifting so he could take off his patch, his hand gripping the blanket around himself tightly.

Sabastian watched helplessly as the big man took the thin piece of fabric from him, his little shield against the world to protect himself from people finding out who he really was- what he really was. It was such a small item but it kept him safe; more importantly, it kept safe those he cared most about. He kept his eye shut, unwilling to let Vin see.

"N-no... I won't, Vin. So you can just give up already." His voice shook as he stood there, trying to think of what he should do. There was no way Vin could actually pry his eye open- he wouldn't. He just had to wait until Vin realized this and left him. The man might end up frustrated, but at least he could patch things up with him tomorrow.

 

[Drobabes]

His hands on her face were so warm, somewhat startling her out of her hesitancy as he brought her eyes up to his. She didn't cry, but her body quivered. She let her hands leave her pants and rest against his chest, feeling his heart beat under her touch, and when she spoke it was barely above a whisper.

"I.. don't want to look... I don't want to have to think, I just want to be with you..."

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Delvin gave him a few moments to change his mind, and when it seemed as if he wouldn't, he did the only thing that he thought the little blond not might be able to see coming. He bent down and crushed his lips against his, keeping his own eyes open and waiting.

Would he still fight him? Would he remember to keep his eye shut? Delvin thought it might almost be worth it, the feeling of those soft lips against his own making his cock grow almost instantly.

 

[Poprockz]

"Alright. Then I'll help. Just let me know if you ever want me to stop and I will," he replied gently. His hands went down to her pants and he unbuttoned them, sliding down her zipper and grabbing the fabric at her hips to push it down along with her underwear. He kept his eyes locked with hers the entire time, reaching up to hold her around her waist and by one of her hands as he held her steady to step out of her pants.

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"Mm!" He let out a little noise of surprise when Vin moved so quickly, his warm lips suddenly pressed against Sabastian's. The little man's face lit up like a tomato and his boxer shorts started getting a bit stuffy. He couldn't believe that the man was now kissing him hard on the mouth, his lips feeling so right that Sabastian almost felt like swooning. Both of his eyes popped opened wide and he didn't know what was happening until he noticed that Vin's eyes were open too. He couldn't look away, both his blue and violet eye were locked with Vin's beautiful brown gaze. However, instead of shock, his expression quickly changed to one of fear.

Shit. He knew. Vin actually saw. He couldn't hide it from the man anymore, couldn't make up any excuses. Vin now knew that Sabastian could produce several disgusting tentacles, that those tentacles produced some disgusting shit, and that his tongue could extend like some kind of slimy worm. He just wanted to run away and never look back; he didn't want to know what Vin was thinking or how he was going to react to it. The thought of Vin looking at him with with disgust in his eyes scared him to no end.

He was frozen though, all his strength having left him from the shock of what was happening, and the way Vin's lips seemed to make his legs want to turn to jelly.

 

[Drobabes]

She had nodded slightly when he told her they could stop whenever she wanted, but she knew she wouldn't need to. Not with him looking at her like that, helping her step out of those filthy pants as his eyes held her and kept her above water.

When she was finally out of them, she felt like she could take a full breath, and she only looked away from his gaze so she didn't trip as she stepped under the warm water.
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Vin was ready for the fear, but what he wasn't ready for was how beautiful those mismatched colored eyes would be. When he had first seen them in the gas station, he had been so shit faced that he doubted his memory. He had questioned whether he was an angel or demon, but not because he had thought Sabastian was demonic, no; but because he had been so utterly, stunningly breathtaking that he had thought Sabastian might be the very definition of temptation.

So, now, as he looked at those eyes once more, he slowly pulled away from the kiss and let his brown eyes linger to drink them in. One of his hands moved from the wall to cup that blushing cheek, and his thumb softly caressed his skin.

"I knew I wasn't dreaming" he said in a husky whisper.

"You carried me out of the gas station, didn't you? And you hid it from me. Sabastian, why did you hide it from me?"

His voice was still quiet, but there was something there. A certain strain on certain words, as if he were scared of the answer.

 

[Poprockz]

Damien guided her in and stood behind her, simply holding her as they let the water pour on themselves. His hands traveled her skin as though he was simply exploring, reclaiming each inch for himself. The man's hand ended up at her thighs and he simply rubbed gently, letting any cum that was there be washed away with the water.

When that was done, he took some shampoo and squeezed it into his hand. He started working it into her hair, being careful not to get any into her eyes. His strong hands massaged her scalp, moving more as a way to relax her than to actually clean her. Damien wanted her to be brought back from that dark place she struggled with, and he wanted her to feel safe and cared for.

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Sabastian panted slightly when Delvin pulled away, his little heart beating so quickly in his chest. He nodded, acknowledging that he had indeed caught Vin as he fell and carried him out of the gas station.

There was no need to beat around the bush about it, now that Vin had forced his secret out into the open. He clenched his teeth, trying not to cry for the umpteenth time that day. "What do you mean, why? Because I'm a fucking zombie, that's why. Because I'm disgusting and wrong, and dangerous. What would you have done if I told you? What would you have done if I showed you? You would have been afraid, you would have left because I was a freak, and I would have never been able to see you again."

He continued to try to keep it together, turning his gaze away from Vin and wondering to himself if this was how things ended.

"You see this?" He pointed at his violet eye, while still focusing on a spot on the floor nearby. "This means that my body isn't even mine anymore. It's something I don't even recognize." Sabastian's lip wobbled and he tried to take a deep breath, a lump in his throat.

 

[Drobabes]

Her eyes slowly closed as he began to touch her, his hands so different than anything she had ever felt. They were warm and soft, and they soothed away the last lingering filthy feelings. When he got to her hair, her shoulders drooped a bit as she simply relaxed and breathed, letting him wash it all away.

"I love you... Thank you Damien..."
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"...and I would have never been able to see you again."

His words had hurt somewhat, but hearing that, hearing that part of it was that he was scared he would have left and never came back, gave him hope. He reached down and took Sabastians hand and brought it up to his own chest, holding it there while he stared down at him.

"Alright, so maybe I would have been a little on edge. Maybe I would have been a little disgusted... I was when I saw Robert. But after seeing Robert refuse to hurt anyone, even when they were torturing him, I knew he was still a person. Sabastian you didn't even give me a chance to get used to it. And it looks like you're not giving yourself a chance either."

He let his other hand comes down and cups his face, making him turn his gaze to him so he could look into those eyes again.

"You're still yourself, aren't you? You haven't gone insane, and your body might be different now, but so what? You still got all your marbles. And you're still the hottest little man I've ever seen."

Suddenly his lips were on his again, claiming Sabastians mouth with such strong need that it made him groan and gently grip the back of his head. His other hand sneaks through the front of the blanket to wrap around his back and pull him closer, wanting to feel him against his chest.

He keeps him pinned like this for some time, and when he finally breaks the kiss, his breathing is heavy. His brown eyes look down at him with hunger, and the hand in his hair strokes him gently.

"Do you still want me to stop?" he pants, barely being able to hold himself back.

 

[Poprockz]

“I love you too. More than you know.” He smiled and took the shower head off to rinse the shampoo out of her hair. Some shampoo almost got to her eye, but he quickly wiped it away before it had a chance.

Once her hair was shampoo free, he took the conditioner and did the same thing, rinsing it off and loving how silky smooth it made her hair feel. There was some nice body wash, so he lathered up a loofah and started to wash her skin, rubbing the scented bubbles along her back and down her arms. He was gentle and patient, as though they had all the time in the world. Damien also made sure to rub the loofah against her ass to get it nice and bubbly as well.

The man then reached around her and rubbed it against her stomach and then up to her breasts. The loofah rubbed and swirled against them, lightly teasing her nipples as he washed her, his cock resting against her ass as he did so. His touch was tender, treating her like she was so very precious.

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When Vin grabbed his hand, he had to fumble with his other to keep the blanket closed around him. It wasn’t working as well though, and he found it slipping off his shoulders like some kind of fancy gown. It was worth it to feel Vin’s chest though, so firm and strong. He found himself wanting to explore it, to slip his hand underneath his shirt to feel his skin.

Sabastian hadn’t expected Vin to simply continue, despite what Sabastian had said. His stark honesty touched him, especially the fact that he had the balls to admit that he’d be a little freaked out at first. This was so much harder than he had thought it would be. He thought a simple “no” would have deterred him, and yet he persisted. Why? Why did he want Sabastian so badly?

He said that Sabastian wasn’t giving either of them a chance, but why should he? Their relationship would be doomed before it started.

Sabastian shook his head and took a breath to reply when he found himself once again at the mercy of the big man’s lips. God, he wanted him so badly it was almost painful. His cock swelled in his boxers, completely hard at this point. When Vin pulled him close, he couldn’t move away and he felt his cock bump against the other man’s leg. If he wasn’t so consumed by the hungry way the man kissed him, he might have been able to summon the strength to move backward. It was like the man had some kind of strange power over him that sapped his strength and made him hot and dizzy.

He could feel his cheeks burning, knowing that he could feel his hardness, and his hand clutched the blanket like it was a lifeline, even as Vin’s arm was inside, wrapped around his bare back. When Vin pulled away, Sabastian was panting hard too. His expression was pained and desperate, as though it was taking everything in him to keep himself from giving in to this sweet temptation. “Goddamit Vin, you’re making this so much more difficult than it has to be,” he grumbled, meeting his eyes again.

His voice changed to one of pleading, hoping that Vin would understand, “You said yourself at the concert that if it happened, it wouldn’t be just one night. If that’s the case, then I can’t... I can’t have any kind of relationship with you, Vin. I’m sane now, but someday, I could fully turn and become something from your worst nightmares. The thought of losing myself and hurting you makes me so scared, I can’t take it. Even now, I don’t know if I might accidentally hurt you if I get too excited or something.” Sabastian paused, keeping his hand on the man’s chest.

“Margaret literally speared that poor girl through the chest... I’m not putting you at risk just to be able to fuck you, even if I- well it’s just too fucking risky.” That was a good save, he thought to himself, bracing for Vin’s response.

 

[Drobabes]

She felt like a little doll, being caressed so gently and tenderly in his hands. By the time the loofah came around to softly caress her breasts and stomach, her cheeks had formed a bit of a blush. Very slowly and softly, she pushed her ass back against his groin, loving how his cock felt nestled between her cheeks. She wiped some water off of her eyes and then turned her face around to give him a hungry kiss.

One of her hands travelled down his side and gripped his hip, and she moaned into his lips as she pushed more of her body back against him.
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"Goddamit Vin, you’re making this so much more difficult than it has to be"

He couldn't help but smile at that grouchy little reply, his lips curling up just slightly.

As Sabastian continued, Delvin didn't back down. Neither of his hands left their position and if anything, it seemed like he was struggling not to pull him closer.

Part of him wanted to comfort Sabastian, to tell him that everything would be ok and that he wasn't just going to turn into some kind of monster out of the blue. Not mentally, at least. However, he didn't want to dismiss Sabastians very real fears and anxieties, and he knew the little blond just needed some confidence in himself. He would have to help him build it then, help him believe that things didn't have to be as doom and gloom as he assumed they would be.

"Alright, so you're scared of hurting me? Then learn your strength. Learn how to use your body and control how much force you exert. I can help you with that, I have a lot of practice. But I'm not leaving Sabastian."

His expression became intense, and he let the hand on the back of his head come forward to hold his face again. He didn't think he would ever get tired of holding that beautiful face.

"I'm not leaving you again until the day you tell me to hit the road, and you actually mean it."

Suddenly he let both his hands fall down reluctantly, and he took a step back. He put them both up in front of himself.

"I won't push you until you feel confident in yourself, but I'm not going anywhere either. The risk is just as much my choice as it is yours, and the risk is worth it to me."

His big brown eyes stared down at him then, his arms crossed over his chest as if he were daring him to argue.

 

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Damien let out a soft groan as he felt her ass rubbing up against him. He couldn't help but move his hips a bit as she moved in such a way that his cock was allowed to move up and down the crease of her ass. It was soapy and slippery and it felt amazing, especially with those beautiful lips seeking his out for a passionate kiss.

His hands continued to fondle her, sliding around her skin to leave bubbles in their wake. At one point, he hung up the loofah and simply started to caress her breasts. Damien's fingers easily slipped over her nipples, and he focused on them, letting the soap increase the eroticism of his touch. He let out a groan into her mouth and pinched her nipples, one of them slipping out from between his fingers. She made him feel so turned on, the touch to his hip feeling so intimate.

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The blonde listened, resisting the urge to turn his face and kiss the hand that was now caressing him. When it retreated along with Vin, he was left hungry and wanting, his body craving that blissful feeling of being connected to him.

He looked flabbergasted and slightly exasperated for a moment. Sabastian opened his mouth, then closed it, finally scowling at Vin with a frustrated look.

"How can I tell you to hit the road and mean it when I fucking adore the shit out of you, dumbass?! This was my hail Mary to get you to leave me be for your sake, but it's obviously not fucking working. If you stay, then one of these days, I won't be able to keep my goddamn hands off you, you handsome asshole!" he huffed. His eyes flicked down to Vin's bulging pants and back up to his face before turning around and leaning against the wall with one arm. his head hanging just slightly. God he couldn't even look at him without wanting to sink to his knees and work the tall man's member until he was rewarded with the taste of his hot cum on his tongue. The thought made his mouth water and his own cock twitch.

 

[Drobabes]

Cora smiled into the kiss as she heard that little groan and she pushed back against him a bit more teasingly, standing up on her toes a bit so she could slide her ass along his length.

As he put the loofah up her heart started to beat a bit quicker and she loaned as he began to play with her sensitive breasts. She let both her hands slide down then and grips his hips a little harder, pulling him closer to her so she could grind against him with more ease.
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Delvin felt something in his chest flutter as he listened to Sabastians angry little speech, and his lips turned up into that big toothy grin. Not only was he admitting to wanting him to stick around, but he was so precious with how pink his cheeks were and how exasperated he was getting with the big man. He wanted to scoop him up in his arms and hold him on his shoulder. Infact, he thought to himself that he might just do that.

He walked forward and bent down to wrap his warm arms around his chest, his own chest pressing against his back slightly. Then he dipped his chin down until his lips were right up next to Sabastians ear, and his hair was pooled on his pale skin a bit.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to push you to do anything tonight" he whispered.

"But I will spank your little ass red if you call me a dumbass again."

With that he gave Sabastian a very playful little nip on his earlobe, then scooped him up with ease, carrying him to the bed where he sat them down and held Sabastian in his lap.

For a few moments he just held him to his chest and stroked his hair, staring straight ahead. In his mind, he was very conflicted on something, but if the base had taught him anything, he decided to just be honest with the little blond.

"When I was sitting down in the cells with Robert," he started slowly.

"He said he kept 'tuning' into you...or your thoughts."

He cleared his throat a little and finally looked down into those gorgeous eyes.

"When Robert was sleeping, it was clearer. I heard you sing to me...well I don't knew if you knew it was me... Look, I'm just trying to say I'm sorry for scaring you so badly. Maybe I should have came with you guys."

His arms held him a little tighter, the memory of hearing Sabastian whimper and ask his mother why he was even still there, hurt him so badly. Not to mention what else he had found out, but he wasn't about to bring that up right now. But he never wanted Sabastian to feel like that again, like he had no reason to exist.

 

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Damien leaned close to her ear and whispered, "you know, I thought we were here to get clean. I washed your hair and your body, and yet you're still such a dirty girl. What. Am I going to do with you?" his voice purred in a low voice. The man's mouth latched onto her neck and he licked and sucked, giving her a little hickie before popping his mouth off her sensitive neck. "Whoops," was all he said with a little smirk.

His hips moved closer at her behest and his cock was now nicely nestled deep in-between those gloriously soft cheeks of hers. He continued to roll his hips slowly, enjoying having her body so close to his. They hadn't been intimate like this since the cabin, the base having been not the right time for such things. He also hadn't really been in the jerking-off mood all that time, so he had some cum to spare and a cock that wanted nothing more than to cum with Cora as they lay tangled together in the bed.

His hands pushed her breasts together then rubbed them back, squeezing and massaging those precious mounds. However, one of his hands soon started to travel lower, hesitantly, slowly, as though he was asking permission to delve between her legs.

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When Vin's hot breath was felt on his ear, the man pressed against his back, Sabastian almost let out a little moan, though his body compensated by making him shiver once. He focused on Vin's words to distract himself, but when he got to the spanking part, he found himself quite speechless. He wouldn't really do that, right? He was just playing with him, wasn't he? He honestly couldn't tell, especially with that little nip on his ear afterward. The blonde felt so fucking sensitive right now, so the feeling of his mouth on his ear made his cock tingle.

He squeaked in surprise when he was scooped up, still wrapped up a bit in the blanket as Vin took him over to the bed. The feeling of Vin's strong arms around him soon relaxed him though, the blond letting himself simply be held.

Sabastian's eyebrows knit with worry at the implications of Robert "tuning" into him. However, when Vin mentioned Sabastian singing to him, he looked up in surprise. "You are my sunshine. Was that you? I was laying in bed, feeling a bit down, when it was like I got the clearest memory of you singing. It might sound super silly, but I almost thought your ghost was with me..." A little smile appeared on his face. "It's okay. You're here now, and that's what matters."

He thought for a minute and shook his head, "I can understand why you didn't come with us. After I threw myself at you during the concert, you must have been feeling a bit uncomfortable. I just... I drank that night, sure, but I didn't drink a drop after Cora put my drink away. I don't know whether Robert told you, but we have amazing senses of smell. Like really really good. Like... so good that I can tell whenever Damien and Cora have been frisky if you get my drift." He cleared his throat, feeling a bit embarrassed about admitting he could smell such things.

"That night, there were so many people, and they were all being horny as fuck. The smell was too strong and I started getting kind of loopy and drunk... and really horny as well. There was this guy there who comforted me when I was... not feeling as good, but he turned out to be a douche, so I stomped on his foot." Sabastian sighed, feeling a bit bad for the guy. He hoped he had survived with another group and that the broken toe didn't doom him.

"I could smell how badly she wanted you, Aurora. And you looked pretty into her... I guess everything combined made me a whole lotta slutty. When I saw you at the bar... it didn't take long for me to lose my self-restraint and I made a fool out of myself. I wish I was black-out drunk at the time, at least then I wouldn't remember how fucking embarrassing I acted."

 

[Drobabes]

She closed her eyes and smirked, leaning her body back against him.

"Hmm... there's so many choices, I'm sure you can think of something..."

She hummed pleasently when he kissed her neck, and she angled her head to the side so he could have better access, not even caring if he gave her a hickie.

As his hands moved to her chest, panted and moaned, loving how he kneaded her soft mounds. Each little tweak and gentle pinch made her pussy ache and her ass slide against his hard cock as if she were begging him to take it once again. As his hands slowly slide down her stomach, she was more than ready, but she could feel him hesitating a little. In a way it made her a little sad. She didn't like that he was worried about her.

Her body trembled a little bit, a side effect of being so hot and bothered by his caresses, but she knew she needed something a little different. Something just a little more, and that would hopefully help him as well.

A bit slowly, she turns around and leans into him, her forehead resting against his chest. She takes one of his hands and slides it down her smooth tummy and to her wanting cunt, already so slick from the combination of soap and her own natural lubrication. Once his hand is there, she brings both her hands up and holds the sides of his hips.

"Damien..." she said hesitantly. She knew she had to ask for it, but explaining it was difficult, and she couldn't meet his eyes. So as she speaks, she keeps her face hidden against his chest.

"Can you... Can you be a little more rough with me? It's like.... It's like you're replacing the memories. When you handcuffed me it was different. It's like you were replacing all those bad memories of being held down with good memories, because you didn't hurt me when you did it. When you held my wrists down you did it gently instead of leaving bruises, and it made me not be afraid of that anymore..."

She squeezed him with her hands a little, a bit of anxiety bubbling up. Her cheeks turned a little pink, embarrassed that what she was trying to ask for was somehow wrong or socially inappropriate.

"Does that make any sense?"
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He shook his head to confirm that had indeed been him singing. He found it all pretty crazy, the telepathy and and everything else. He was still trying to wrap his head around it all, but for right now, he was so pleased to just be here holding him. He honestly wasn't sure if he would ever have the chance to again when him and Robert couldn't break out of those prison cells, or if Sabastian would even let him once he caught up to them again. But he was, and his warm little body against his chest felt so fucking right. It almost felt like he had found a piece of something that he had been searching for and never even knew it.

As Sabastian went on to explain about his sense of smell and how it had all but overwhelmed him and made him drunk, Vin looked at him with a questioning expression.

"So that's what was going on."

Vin didn't bother to comment on the other two people; the guy getting his foot stomped, nor Aurora, because as far as he was concerned they were background noise in his mind compared to what Sabastian was to him.

"You know, you almost made me lose my self control and give in, and I don't lose my self control easily."

A small smirk was playing on the edge of his lips and he had a bit of a look in his eye. Even just remembering how Sabastian had pleaded and begged had his cock growing harder in his lap, and he had to shift Sabastian a bit so he didn't bother him with it.

"I guess I'm just lucky Damien came up and got your attention, or you might have had a willing prisoner. You had my wrists pinned down like you were holding a feather. I think that's about when I started questioning everything."

 

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He was a bit surprised when she turned around, guiding his hand down. It almost seemed like something was wrong though, and he listened seriously when she spoke, asking him to be rough with her. Damien had thought that after what she had been through, doing actions like that would trigger her, so he refrained. If she was asking for it though... he would oblige.

Damien smiled down at her and removed his hand from between her legs. For a moment, he reached down to her chin and tilted her chin up so her beautiful face could be seen. She was so cute, pink from shyness at having articulated what she wanted from him.

"Hm. So you want me to stop being so delicate with you?" He leaned forward and his hand slid down to her neck, his fingers lightly holding it as he slowly backed her up in the shower until her legs bumped against a bench. His grey eyes looked flirty, but some of his passion was leaking into their steely depths. The man towered over her and kissed her hard, his mouth claiming her with such a strong need.

With the passion of his kiss, he forced her down onto the bench and lifted her leg up. It was a long bench so he could have her leaning up against the side corner with her leg up on the rest of it. He left her leg there as he abandoned her mouth and let his hand slide quickly between her legs once more. If she wanted him to simply be free and take her how he wanted, then that was what he would do. His fingers dipped into her moist cunt and he started rubbing her clit, making sure that every now and then, his hand would make a pass over her slick lips, almost to her asshole before coming back. The motion he made was one that mimicked her grinding her crotch against his palm, his hand now coated in her juices.

Damien's mouth went for her neck, kissing and licking it in a trail that was leading to her ear.

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Sabastian tucked his head against Vin's chest, reveling in the feeling of being held. The way the man was holding him, he felt so safe from anything that might want to hurt him. It was as though nothing would dare approach while he was cuddled up against him.

"I don't know, you seemed like you got some of your restraint back when I mentioned that it would be my first-" Sabastian halted and swallowed hard, "my first time." Dammit, he didn't want to think of that man now. He didn't want to have those perverse memories poison his time with Vin so he tried to push it down. "Embarrassing, am I right? I'm just glad Dave was there too. Those crackers were just tasty enough to distract me a bit."

He shifted in Vin's arms for a moment before continuing, "So um, I'm glad most of the people we knew from the base survived. Dave was the one I knew the most, and he seemed like a cool dude, even if he was probably secretly a therapist the whole time." Sabastian was quiet, waiting for Vin to continue the conversation.

 

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Her blush grew a little darker as he made her lift her eyes to him, and she couldn't help but squirm a little. She wasn't used to asking for what she wanted unless she was already going crazy with lust, so to have to try and open her mouth and say it had been extremely nerve-racking. Her teeth bite her lip a little as he asks his question, and all she can manage is a tiny nod.

And then, just like that, she was lost to his steel gaze and those fingers sliding down her neck. Her breath hitches a little and her heart seems to kick into high gear as he backs her up.

It wasn't fear she was feeling, but a thrill. With just a few simple touches he made her feel as if she were on some kind of carnival ride-the best type of carnival ride, one where a ruggedly handsome man was about to take control of her body and mind and make her love every second of it.

How did she get on the bench? She didn't know. All she knew was that he was kissing her with such a passion that her head was swimming and she felt giddy and high, and oh so wet. His fingers on her sex made her clench and moan, and her own hands travel up his back to lightly scratch his shoulders. When he broke the kiss off she was panting hard and not able to contain the lewd little moans any longer. Her hips jerk against his hand and she whimpers, seeking more than those teazing touches.

He was taking what he wanted from her body, playing his little instrument, but unlike the touch of the preacher, his fingers brought nothing but fire and passion. She could melt under his body and give in to what she truly wanted, because at the end of the day, he would still want her when it was done. He would still want his Cora, mind and soul, and he wouldn't take it, but accept her.

"Damien..."

She really didn't know what she was asking for or trying to express, but his name on her lips felt so right as she tried to pull him closer.
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He had been hoping the conversation wouldn't turn to something darker, but the hesitation was not lost on him. It made him clench his jaw hard as he thought about that filthy old man tricking Sabastian into bedding him, and without noticing it, his arms had started to squeeze him a little too tightly, as if he were trying to keep him from being pulled away by the nightmarish memories.

When he realized what he was doing, he stopped himself immediately and loosened his arms. He had looked away momentarily as Sabastian had been talking, but now he looked back at him and stared down into his face.

Vin didn't want to tell him about what had happened to him in the diner, nor did he want to tell him about the times where he had come across people being taken advantage of at parties. But truth be told, his own heart was aching very badly, both for Sabastian and himself. It had been different-being on the other side of the coin. Having never been taken advantage of himself, he had understood how disgusting and wrong it was, but had never felt it; felt that shame and hate turned towards himself.

He tried to keep it off his face, but his eyes were a bit sad as he slowly dipped his head down and rested his forehead against the crook of Sabastians neck. He closed his eyes for a moment, just feeling the little mans warmth and letting it bring him a comfort that he had never felt the likes of before.

"When you're ready," he whispered.

"I'll show you what's it's supposed to feel like."

 

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The sound of his name made him shiver, being the most erotic sound he had ever heard in his life. When those lips of hers spoke his name, it made him feel like the sexiest, strongest, luckiest, and horniest man on the planet. It made him feel powerful, like she was putty in his hands to do with whatever he wanted. Fuck, it drove him mad.

Damien got an idea and simply left her there for a moment before turning and grabbing the showerhead. He turned the setting to pulse and returned to her, moving between her legs once more. The man slipped two of his fingers into her depths, curling his fingers and starting to work them moderately against her, feeling how hot she was on the inside. With his other hand, he held the showerhead above her clit, letting the pulsing water wash against her to tease her further.

He made sure to angle the showerhead in such a way that the water didn't reach the hand that was currently finger-fucking her. After all, he didn't want to wash away her juices and leave her less lubed up. His eyes watched her face, wanting to see every little movement of pleasure. "I wonder if your ass is feeling a bit lonely..."

With that, he turned his hand more side-ways and dipped his pinky into her pussy to coat it in her nectar. He then moved the slick digit back, pushing it against her ass until it let him in. He was pleased with how eagerly her ass took him, as though she longed for him to play with her there. Damien grinned and started moving his hand rhythmically, his hand rocking so that his finger-thrusting between the holes alternated.

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Sabastian felt his grip tighten soon found himself being crushed against the man's chest. The man's hard cock could be felt pressing into Sabastian's leg and he secretly felt just a bit pleased at how big it had swollen for him. He was almost to the point of asking Vin to stop before he felt his grip loosen. The little man sighed in relief and tried to figure out what was going on. Why had he squeezed him like that? Did the mention of his first time get him riled up?

No... That wasn't what the expression on Vin's face was telling him. They simply looked at each other for a minute, the silence heavy between them as Sabastian waited for him to say something, anything. Why were his eyes so sad? It unnerved him as he felt Vin lower himself to his neck. His hot breath made him want to squirm, but he was a bit too concerned to think too much about it right now.

"When you're ready, I'll show you what's it's supposed to feel like."

His body stiffened slightly. When those words were softly whispered to him, he realized without a doubt that Vin knew what had happened to him with the Father. He wasn't sure how much he knew about what actually happened, but one didn't have to be Einstein to have an idea about it. He didn't know how he felt about the fact that Vin was privy to this information. Part of him felt deep shame and embarrassment that Delvin knew how much of a fool he had been, while another part felt grateful that he didn't have to keep it to himself.

Delvin seemed profoundly sad, nestled against him, and Sabastian felt his heartstrings get pulled. He adjusted himself so that one arm went around Vin's back to hold him, while the other reached up to tenderly stroke the man's face. Sabastian really wanted to protect him, to use his strength to keep this tall, big-hearted man safe.

"... I would like that very much." He paused for a moment, his hand tucking the man's hair behind his ear before traveling down his neck, then his chest, then even lower until it dragged across his abdomen and ended up at his thigh. He then started slowly rubbing, his fingers getting tantalizingly close to the man's groin before pulling away. "I'm not sure I'm ready to go all the way tonight, but maybe I could take a first step." Sabastian's shyness caught up with him as he turned a bit pink and cleared his throat. "I mean with my mouth, not my hand. I don't want to accidentally tug you too hard."

He wanted to make new memories with Vin, ones that he could focus on instead. If the man was truly too stubborn to leave Sabastian alone, and was willing to risk himself for it, then there wasn't much he could do to protect him at this point. He would just have to learn more about himself and his strength... that is, if he didn't succumb to his own desires between now and then.

 

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Cora pouted and whined when Damien left her to get the shower head, the only thing keeping her put on the bench was the promise of him leaving her panting and satisfied.

When he came back and used the showerhead against her clit, she shivered and gasped, her hand going to his waist again to hold him. His fingers working her cunt felt like a slow pulse of electric pleasure running through her core, and when he spoke, pushing that extra digit into her tight little hole, she moaned and bit her lip, trying to hold herself together. His eyes were holding her gaze, however, and very quickly she felt herself melting from his sweet touches.

After having been so thoroughly worked up in the bathrooms at the base, and going a few days without his attentive caresses, Cora found herself suddenly cumming, his cocky little smirk pushing her over the edge. It wasn't as strong as when he had the time to properly work her up, but it was no less pleasing, if a bit unexpected. Her eyes close and she moans loudly as she leans her forehead into the crook of his neck and collarbone, her hand on his side gripping him tightly as each little delicious wave makes her cunt squeeze and spasm on his fingers.

He had made her cum quickly, but she knew she was nowhere near satisfied just yet. It felt as if it were just the dessert before the main course, and she found herself nibbling and suckling his skin gently with need.
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His hands weren't exactly small, but they still felt somewhat little and delicate as they stroked his face. God did it feel good to be touched like that, so tenderly. His hands were just as soft as he imagined, and for a moment he wondered what they would feel like stroking his shaft. He chased that thought away, for the moment just wanting to enjoy his presence and his clean, fresh smell. It almost seemed as if he had rubbed vanilla on himself, the smell so mild and pleasent and making him want to stay nestled there against him all night.

That same hand on his face made a sweet trail down his body that had him squeezing the little man again, though this time much more gently and with hunger. When it trailed along his chest, and then on his thigh, getting so close to his cock, he groaned into his neck. The gentle little strokes were so innocent and yet so slutty that it was making his cock twitch in his pants.

"I mean with my mouth, not my hand."

His cock jumped again and he finally lifted his face from his neck. His brown eyes met that beautiful blue and purple and he smiled gently.

"As much as I want that," he said quietly, his voice almost rumbling in his chest.

"I don't think I have that much self control."

He took his hand from his thigh gently and pulled it back to his chest, somewhere a little less dangerous. He then wrapped his hand through Sabastians hair again and stared down at him with that smoldering hunger again, as if he were debating on whether he should really tell Sabastian no. His face moved in close, his lips only just barely a few centimeters away from the little mans so that he could all but feel his moving as he next spoke.

"We can start practicing tomorrow, test your strength..."

He couldn't hold himself back anymore. His lips moved down to claim that sweet little mouth, and his tongue came out to swipe along his lips, seeking access.

 

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He delighted in how quickly she came for him, moaning and squeezing him helplessly. Her sweet mouth on his body made him shudder and he knew he had to have her. When she came down from it, he removed his hand from her holes and rinsed it off, putting the showerhead back where it was meant to be and turning off the shower. The man came back over to her and scooped her up into his arms before breathing, "I'll finish up my shower in the morning. I can't wait."

However, instead of taking her to their bed, he jogged down the steps and quickly ducked into one of the guest bedrooms and shut the door. He had a suspicion that Vin was probably in the basement right now squabbling with Sabastian, or trying to win him over, so he had been fairly confident that they wouldn't be seen. Still, he had moved with urgency.

Damien tossed her onto the bed and was at once upon her, crawling up onto the bed and kissing his way up her body until he was panting inches from her lips. "We don't want to make our own bed wet while we dry off, do we?" He smirked and kissed her, desperate to have her mewling with pleasure from him.

His cock rubbed against her pussy, lubing up for the plunge. God he wanted her so badly, he almost couldn't stop himself from plunging in dry.

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His heart beat quickly as he waited for Vin's response. He had to admit that when the man basically told him no and removed his hand from his thigh, he felt more than a little bit disappointed. Sabastian's face looked at him slightly pained with need, wanting so badly to hear the man groan with pleasure.

However, when Vin moved in for the kiss, he thought to himself that maybe he could wait a little while longer. Perhaps when Vin was asleep he would sneak off to relieve himself of the incredible arousal his body was being subjected to. He closed his eyes to better feel Vin's soft lips upon his own, and he felt his heart flutter. Never had he felt so connected to another person, so utterly devoted to them.

While Vin's answer had left him horny and unfulfilled, he appreciated the sentiment. Vin wanted to be respectful of Sabastian's fears and he understood that, even applauded it. The problem was that when he had tried to turn Vin away, he hadn't hidden the fact that eventually he wouldn't be able to resist Vin. And by "eventually," he hadn't known if that timeframe was going to be months, days, or even minutes.

When Vin's tongue slid along his lips, he eagerly opened them, allowing their breaths to intermingle as his own tongue met the other man's. He made a little whimper of need into the man's mouth and couldn't stop himself from moving his hands to the man's head, gently holding each side of his face. He was so swept away by all the feelings he had swirling around in his head, that he had let go of the blanket that was wrapped around him. It fell open, revealing that he was bare-chested, curled up there only in those red plaid boxer shorts while on Vin's lap.

 

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"I'll finish up my shower in the morning. I can't wait."

She grinned a little at that, excitement and lust making her grow moist once more as she lay in his arms, feeling as light as a little bird. Her hazel eyes looked at him with desire as he began to carry her out of the bathroom, but when he headed towards the door instead of the bed, she became a bit confused. Did he forget to lock it?

Suddenly he was carrying them out of the door, making her eyes go wide, and she let out a little squeal and curled her body against him.

"D-Damien! They might see us!"

Her cheeks turned even rosier than before at his stark lack of embarrassment, being so bold as to just carry them both out of their room in full nude. All of that embarrassment was forgotten, though, when he flung her down on that bed and his sexy body started crawling up towards her. She grinned then, and could only manage a small nod before his lips were claiming hers once more.

Her arms went around his neck and she kissed him deeply, and when at last his cock touched her wanting entrance, she mewled and wrapped her legs around him as well. She was already wet for him, but even if she hadn't been, she wanted it so badly that she probably wouldn't have cared if she wasn't. With his handsome, rugged, five a-clock shadow that he was sporting, she imagined that a little pain would have only added to the experience and possibly pushed her right over that sweet edge once more.
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The hand in his blond hair, which was somehow even softer than he could have imagined, gripped him just a little tighter as he deepened the kiss, all but dominating Sabastians mouth as he tasted him. Vin was still holding back, trying not to let things go too far tonight, but after a few moments of enjoying that sweet little mouth, he made the mistake of stopping for air and opening his eyes.

They roamed every inch of his pale skin hungrily, lingering on those little red boxers, and when they finally came back up to those pink tinted cheeks, he knew he was balancing on his own tightrope, about to fall over. With a hungry little groan, he kissed him one last time and then stood up from the bed quickly. Once up, he placed Sabastian down gently and then turned him around so he was facing the bed.

Vin's arms wrapped around that small warm chest to hold him snuggly as his cock pressed against his ass, resting there through his jeans. It took every bit of self control as the night of the concert for Vin not to dry hump him, and the pain of the desire he was feeling was only pushed aside by a craving, a need for him to remain in control. He dips his chin down to Sabastians neck and kisses his ear softly before whispering.

"If you get uncomfortable with anything, you say 'stop' and I will. But you have to say it loudly enough that I can hear it, don't just whimper."

His teeth graze against his earlobe lightly before he sucks it into his mouth for a moment, then his lips move down the line of his neck and he kisses him with a soft, tender gentleness.

"Do you understand?"

 

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Such sweet noises from her... It was enough to drive a man mad. He couldn't wait anymore, reaching down and guiding his head into her entrance before plunging himself inside hard and fast. Once completely sheathed he broke their kiss and panted, looking at her lustfully. His hand snaked up to her neck once more and he held her there firmly as his hips started working his cock in and out.

His other hand was used to steady himself as he worked, his face hovering over hers even as he denied her the feeling of his lips. He had wanted to fuck her for days, and it felt so good to release his pent-up sexual desire for the woman. She really knew how to get him going, and now that he was going, he wasn't going to stop until his balls were empty of every last drop.

"I'm taking every part of you tonight Cora, so I hope you're prepared." His voice was low and silky, as though what he was saying was irrefutable and that he was confident in his abilities to reduce her to a moaning mess by the end of the night.

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The little blonde took the opportunity to pant when Vin made them take a short break in their lustful exchange. The way Vin just took over his mouth had made him weak, wanting to submit to that dominant tongue of his. The dominance and passion Vin displayed was incredibly hot to Sabastian, as it made him feel like Vin found him so attractive that he couldn't restrain himself.

He didn't notice Vin's eyes looking at his body and only a moment later did he realize that he was exposed. Sabastian didn't have a chance to grab the blanket to cover himself as he found Vin picking him up and setting him down once more. He secretly wanted Vin to look at his body, but he didn't want Vin to feel like he was throwing himself at him or using his body to seduce him.

The man moaned softly when he felt Vin pressed up against him, those strong arms around his chest . He pushed his ass back against Vin's groin, rubbing himself slowly against the bulge in the man's jeans. Part of him almost wished that Vin would bend him over and take him right then and there, but he was still opposed to going all the way unless he had a better idea of how safe it was.

All he could do was close his eyes and pant as Vin kissed his ear and whispered to him, that devilish tongue doing things with his ear and neck that made his cock twitch. He understood that Vin wanted an answer though, so he brought himself back to do so.

"Yes. I understand. I don't think you'll be hearing that from me tonight, but I promise to tell you to stop if I do feel uncomfortable," he paused, "but how am I supposed to take you in my mouth if I'm facing away from you?" he breathed softly. He was impatient, he knew, but he just wanted the man's cock so badly that he felt like he couldn't wait another minute. His hands came up and rubbed the man's arms, his fingertips tracing over the man's skin.

 

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The feeling of his cock entering her almost had her cumming again right there on the spot, and as his hand snaked down to her throat, she squirmed. She couldn't believe how turned on she was, how turned on he was, and it was driving her mad with lust. Compared to how he was treating her right now, the way he had treated her in the cabin that first time had seemed almost gentle.

"I'm taking every part of you tonight Cora, so I hope you're prepared."

"Ooh!..." She squeaked, her lips coming up to steal a small kiss from him even as he tried to hold her down.

"Please...Damien..."

Her nails make a trail down his back and then up his shoulders again as she pleads, almost begs. She needed this, needed it more than air or water or food. She wanted him to take her and use her until they were both so satisfied they couldn't do anything but curl up into each other's arms.

Her eyes close suddenly, almost feeling as if she is going to cum again, but trying to fight it off. She didn't want to, not just yet; she wanted this to last as long as she could take it.
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His lips twisted up in a little grin as he continued to taste him. One of his hands snaked slowly over his chest, lightly grazing across his nipple before slowly caressing down his stomach and then gently laying over his hard cock like a calloused blanket. Once there, he rubbed him softly over his boxers and nipped his ear again.

"You're not. Not tonight, at least. Maybe if we get a lot of practice," he accentuated the last part by pushing his hand against Sabastians member, cupping it with a firm but gentle pressure.

"In tomorrow, I'll let you. Right now though..."

His other hand came up and took Sabastians wrist, guiding his own pale hand down until he had it inside his boxers and over his dick. Once there, Vin moved his other hand over his through the cloth and made him squeeze himself.

"I want you to touch yourself until you cum for me."

Sabastian wasn't the only one that wanted that little ass fucked. Delvin had to fight back a growl and not rip those cute little red boxers down to his ankles. He knew this would be better, though, teasing him like this and only offering a slight release. It would just make it all the better when he was ready to take him, and when he did, he wanted Sabastian to be absolutely squirming with need

 

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He grinned after she stole a kiss, finding it adorable how she had pushed against the hand on her neck in order to grace him with those alluring lips of hers.

"Fuck!" he groaned in pleasure as she scratched his back. It stung just a bit, but it felt like she was scratching an itch he didn't even know he had, the trails of her nails blazing on his skin. He wanted her to continue, to hold him and be rough with him, to do whatever she wanted to show him how much she wanted him. His name on her lips had sounded as erotic as it did the very first time, and he knew that if he kept this up, she would soon feel the spray of his lust.

Her eyes closing caught the attention of his steely gaze and he noticed also that her pussy was starting to tense around him. She was close, and he wasn't going to be denied the satisfaction of watching that beautiful body of hers writhe in pleasure.

Without warning, he picked up the pace so that he was roughly pounding her, driving himself so deep and fast inside her heat. It was possible that she might have bruises tomorrow, but he trusted her to stop him if she wanted him to restrain himself. Restraint seemed to be the last thing she wanted from him right now though.

"Cum for me. Show me how good it feels," he demanded in that low voice. The man only expected one answer, and that answer would be his name.

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Sabastian's body trembled as he felt Vin's hand move tantalizingly over his chest, the pass over his nipple making him let out a shuddery breath and swallow hard. His hand was moving lower though, and Sabastian almost thought the man was trying to tease him, acting as though he was going to touch him intimately only to pull away at the last second. To his surprise, he felt the hand continue, sliding to a position lightly against his cock.

Oh God, he had finally done it- Vin was touching his cock (albeit through his boxers). He moaned with pleasure, loving the way his big hand moved up and down. He wished he could feel his rough hand on his skin, but he was not going to complain; it felt heavenly regardless. The blonde almost lost himself in the feeling of it before the nip of his ear brought him back to reality. He felt like Vin was so fucking sexy right now that if he wasn't careful, the man would consume him.

When Vin started speaking, the blonde furrowed his brows and wanted to protest, opening his mouth to argue. He abruptly lost his train of thought when he felt that big hand squeeze him, letting out a breathy gasp before needing to lean against Vin for support. His legs felt weak from how Vin was affecting him, and he almost felt light-headed. His heart was certainly beating a mile a minute right now, so he wouldn't be surprised if it simply burst out of his chest and ran away.

For just a moment, Sabastian had wondered if Vin was delaying because he didn't trust Sabastian's control over himself enough to let him suck or lick that hard rod of his. He dismissed it though, thinking to himself that Vin was probably just trying to take things slow.

Sabastian waited in anticipation to hear what they were going to do instead, surprised and slightly embarrassed at the thought of Vin watching him jerk off into his boxers. One blessing was that he was facing away from him though. If need be, he could hide his face from him if he felt like he probably looked too lewd. Vin couldn't turn him around either or he would be at risk of falling over.

"Dammit, Vin... You're such a sadist, making me wait..." Sabastian grumbled reluctantly. He sighed and started stroking himself slowly, his soft hand traveling up and down as he smeared his precum along his shaft. Every now and then, he would make soft little moans or whimpers, his eyes closed as he touched himself.

It occurred to him that he would eventually cum in those boxers. There weren't a whole lot of boxers left in the drawer that were his size (seemingly ones that were a bit small for whoever lived here, therefore neglected), so he would probably want to have a tissue. His eyes fixed upon the tissue box on the other side of the bed before he looked over his shoulder at Vin. "Don't look for a minute, okay? I need to grab some tissues."

He turned his face away, hoping Vin listened to him. A solitary tentacle tentatively came from his side, it moved slowly just in case Vin was being an asshole and not listening to him; if that were the case, then he didn't want to spook the guy. Although, if he did sneak a peek, he expected him to keep his mouth shut and pretend not to have seen. The tentacle then hastily reached over and grabbed the tissue box, bringing it over and setting it gently on the bedside table right next to them. If a tentacle could be personified as shy and awkward, then this tentacle would fit the bill. It was an extension of Sabastian himself, so it reflected his own feelings. Still, he retracted it quickly, not wanting to spoil the mood.

The little blonde still had a lot of embarrassment and shame about them, and didn't want Vin to see them if he didn't have to. Sabastian had originally thought that the look and feel of the tentacles would freak himself out more than they actually did. Maybe it was something about the change, but he felt more like they were his own limbs. They just happened to be limbs that were weird and wiggly.

 

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Cora really hoped that Vin was down in the basement talking to Sabastian, or that the house didn't echo, because as Damien began to fuck her her slick hole with that bruising pace, she could not keep herself quiet. Her little noises of pleasure, that she had been trying to keep somewhat quiet, turn into loud moans. One of her hands comes down to the bed sheet to grip it tightly, and the hand on his back moves up to dig her nails into his shoulder as she simply holds on, feeling herself approaching that sweet abyss.

"Cum for me. Show me how good it feels,"

She forces herself to open her eyes and meet his gaze just as her pussy begins to clench and spasm around his hard cock.

"Oh my god, Damien! Please!"

Her whole body begins to shake and shiver as she moans out his name, and her legs wrapped around his waist squeeze him tightly. He was so fucking hot, and she loved that he could get her to this point; the point where she was so overcome with lust that she barely even knew what she was saying.

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Vin had continued to kiss and nibble all along Sabastians neck as he stroked himself, loving the little sounds of pleasure he made. Even though they weren't doing very much, Vin realized it was possibly one of the best bedrooms sessions he had ever had. Every little movement Sabastian made, every little whimper or moan, or when he pushed back against him, made his desire grow and he couldn't keep his hands off of him.

They stroked him slowly, but persistently, roaming almost every contour of his body, but especially his smooth chest and slender hips. He loved how soft his skin felt under his hands and it made him want to taste him, to tie him up in soft rope and absolutely devour every inch of his pale skin. Just the thought of it made him softly growl, nipping his collarbone gently.

"Don't look for a minute, okay? I need to grab some tissues."

He was a little bit confused by what he meant, as he was already mostly naked in front of him, but if Sabastian thought that Vin was going to miss even a second of the way that hot little body quivered under his touch, then he had another thing coming. Soon enough though, he understood what he meant.

He didn't say anything when Sabastian brought it out, but he had ran his hands up to splay out over his soft chest, having felt something kind of move under his skin on his side. He would be a liar if he said it didn't feel just a little strange, but after his few days in the cells with Robert, the sight of it no longer scared him. If anything, he just watched with curiosity as he continued to possessively fondle his little blond and at one point he had to bite back a laugh. The way it moved, almost shyly, made it seem as if he couldn't hide his emotions with it. Tomorrow he would have Sabastian bring them out fully, not only so that he would know that Vin didn't mind the sight of them, but so that he could start getting used to them as well and learn to control his strength with them. Right now, though, he had more important matters to attend to.

His big hands travel down Sabastians chest once more, and once they reach his boxers, he hooks the sides with his thumb and slowly pulls them down, just enough so that Sabastians cock was exposed to his hungry gaze. Once that was done, Vin reaches over him and grabs a tissue, then pulls that pale little hand off of his hard cock. He places the tissue between his fingers, and then Vin's own warm hand wraps around his shaft and begins to gently stroke him, working up to a somewhat fast rhythm.

His other hand slides up Sabastians neck and under his chin, where he tilts his face up so that he can meet his lips once again. He claims his mouth, gently demanding access to taste his sweet tongue once more. He had felt the way Sabastians legs had shook earlier, almost as if he were about to fall, so once Sabastian begins to kiss him back, Vin let's his arm come back down to hold the little man tightly around his chest, offering his strength to hold him up. He wanted Sabastian to have no distractions as he came for him, and he wanted to feel that little hot rod twitching in his grasp.

 

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Damien thought he could hold off, thought he was in control. But when she looked at him with those desperate eyes and begged him to make her cum with his name and her nails in his shoulder, he found himself practically thrown head-first off the edge himself.

"Fuck, Cora yes!" Was all he could say before he felt his cock jump inside her. He continued thrusting through the orgasm, almost as though he was trying to make sure that his cum ended up as deeply inside as possible, pushed to the back. Damien wanted her to cum hard as well, and he wanted it to be sustained by his thrusts for just a few moments. After the last drop of cum was expelled, he started to slow down, letting her down gently from the height of their shared orgasm. He was panting hard, but he was in no way spent for the night.

"I'm going to want your mouth next." He murmured, watching her as she breathed.

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Sabastian was relieved that his tissue retrieval had gone off without a hitch. Either Vin hadn't seen, or he had and wasn't commenting. Part of him really wanted to look at the man's face to see if he could discern which it really was, but he felt like that might give him away. And so, he closed his eyes once more and started to stroke himself again.

All of the man's sweet attentions added to his desire. Every time the man slid his fingers across his chest or fondled his hips, he felt that much closer to cumming. He thought the man was just making another pass to his hips when he felt his boxers being pulled slightly down. The blonde opened his eyes wide and watched in surprise as the man removed his hand, his cock now fully on display for Vin. At that point he felt simultaneously shy and lustful at the same time- he wanted him to see his cock though. He really wanted Vin to see how hard he was for him.

When Vin's hand went to his throbbing member, he whimpered with desire, panting and starting to move his hips slightly in time with Vin's strokes. This was so much different than his own hand. It was like Vin was the god of thunder and his hand controlled the powers of electricity, his touch making him tingle like no other.

He wanted to say something romantic, something witty, or even something slutty, but all he managed to get out in a feminine whine of pleasure was, "Vin... please..." At least Vin would know how much he needed him right now. His eyelashes fluttered against his cheeks as he tried to keep himself from cumming on the spot, but he knew he wouldn't last long. He wasn't used to the touch of another (extremely hot) man, and was susceptible to the overwhelming pleasure of it.

Sabastian felt his chin being tipped toward the man, and he hoped that he could see the adoration and desire in eyes. He opened his mouth once more for him, becoming drunk off the taste of the man's tongue. The way it wrapped and slid around his was unreal. The blonde almost lost himself, his tongue extending slightly before he realized and retracted it. He wasn't as alarmed by it though, as Vin probably hadn't even noticed.

It was a good thing Vin thought to hold him tightly like that, because with everything happening, he no longer felt he could support himself. He could feel his cock pulsing, seeming to swell as that godly hand slid up and down his shaft. He had wished that he could prolong things, but it would seem that wasn't in the cards for him yet. "Mmmm...!" Sabastian moaned against Vin's lips; his hips bucked and he quickly covered the head of his cock with the tissue, catching his cum as his hips jerked and his cock twitched. It felt so good, so much better than any orgasm he had previously. His eyes rolled up slightly and he shuddered, not thinking of anything but how wonderful it felt.