Morning Coffee And Sweet Surprises (Closed to Poprockz)

[Drobabes]

"I'm not gonna scream" she said, almost looking a little offended with that small pout on her face. She wasn't that easy to freak out.

When he brought them midway between them, she leaned forward to inspect them curiously, watching as he moved them about with such ease. They looked so alien and foreign, almost like octopus legs. She couldn't help but wonder what it meant, and where they fit in to his anatomy. The human body had evolved a certain way to deal with the placement of certain organs, and a small part of her worried about the long term effects. How was this effecting his body? There was positives and negatives to everything, and while it seemed to give him a lot of positives: insane strength, insane sense of smell, and being able to sense others of the same...species? Is that how they should view it? Either way, what would this do his body in the long run, if anything? She just hoped it wasn't anything worse than what they already did to their bodies by drinking poison and stressing out way too hard.

A big grin grew on her face as she watched him make the shapes in the air. They almost seemed like extra pairs of arms.

"Have you tried to touch them yet? I mean with your hands?"

She was immensely curious herself, wondering what they felt like. Were they hard or soft? Wet and slimy, or just dry but deceiving, like snake scales? She had so many questions, and although the booze was making her inhibitions lower, she still tried to be polite and hold off until he got more comfortable with them.

After a few more minutes of watching, she suddenly stood and went over to the shelves. Opening a few of them, she started digging around and looking for something. Seemingly finding what she was looking for, she squats back down on the floor with a big box of ritz crackers and pops one open, offering bim some.

"Surprised this place hasn't been ransacked yet."

 

[Poprockz]

"Are you asking me if I've touched myself lately? Jesus Cora, that's a bit private don't you think?" The biggest shit-eating grin was on his face at that point, finding what he said to be the most hilarious thing he had said all damn day. It was probably the booze talking, but still.

She had a good point though. He hadn't actually touched them or anything, so not even he knew what they felt like. Reaching out with his normal hand, he brought one of them closer to himself and slowly put his hand on it. At that moment he looked surprised, starting to gently rub his fingers along its surface.

"It's... really soft, like... I don't know, like silicone? But more organic. And it's actually dry too. I think maybe they get slimy if I start doing pervy things with them, but otherwise they're dry to have a good grip on things." He was speaking out loud to himself and Cora, wondering whether Vin would like the feeling of them rubbing across his skin. Maybe he would have to test that out at some point.

Sabastian excitedly took a few crackers and popped one in his mouth, "yeah, me too. Maybe it's just that people are so freaked out and all over the place that they haven't combed everything yet. Goddamn I love those type of crackers. They should just leave the "ers" off, because they're very clearly crack.

He noticed Cora looking at his tentacles and it occurred to him that maybe she might want to know what it felt like too. She had felt Margaret's before, but that was a bit different since she was just being manhandled, not actually being given a chance to touch and feel.

"Do you... want to feel it?" He extended one of them a bit further, though not within her personal bubble.

 

[Drobabes]

"I know, they're so good."

She stuffed one in her mouth and started happily munching away, her body rocking from side to side slightly. Oh yea, she had definitely drank too quickly. She was doing the happy dance and getting the major munchies, and if she knew herself, which she did, she was going to be up and snooping the shelves once again in about ten minutes, looking for something sweet.

"Do you... want to feel it?"

Cora stopped chewing for a second and took another sip of alcohol to help get the crackers down.

"Can I?" she asked, wiping her hands on her knees. She then reached forward and tentatively poked it with a single finger. Her eyes widened a little, and then gently squeezed it between her fingers and thumb. Suddenly she yanks her hand back and let's loose with a girlish giggle.

"Oh my god, it feels like a freaking dildo!" Her laughter continued for a moment as she got up the courage to reach out and poke it again.

"Can you feel that? Or does it, like, not have nerve endings? It's so funny how it's like an extra arm. The way you move them is like how you move your hands around when you're talking."

Her curiosity having been satisfied, she lets her hand down and grabs more crackers to nom. After a few minutes of just tipsily eating, she downs the rest of her shot and pours another, although she doesn't drink it just yet. This midnight club business was just way too fun, but she really had to try and control herself.

 

[Poprockz]

He watched with baited breath as she reached out to touch it, wondering what she would think. Part of his drunk brain wanted to say something like, 'you've taken my tentacleginity,' but he figured he'd keep that one to himself... for now. Her reaction was unexpected, jumping back and giggling.

"Oh my god, it feels like a freaking dildo!"

"What?!" He reached out and felt his other tentacle again, a slightly horrified look on his face. "Oh my God you're right! I've got dildo tentacles now! Now I'm going to think of that whenever I use them. Thank you for ruining my life, Cora." The man suddenly burst out laughing, sliding down to his side and onto the floor. Sabastian was definitely feeling the booze now, but even if he was sober that would have been hilarious.

He had to calm himself down and wipe tears from his eyes before turning his head to Cora and realizing what her question was, "what? Oh... Hm. Well, I can certainly feel them. If you were to bite down hard on one, I know it would hurt. I think they're pretty tough though, just incase they have to be used for fighting or some shit. So yeah, I guess they're a lot like arms."

Sabastian fiddled with the tentacle a bit, continuing to feel it until he got to the very tip. "Mm." He made a strained face that had a slight blush on them. "The ends. Um. The ends are sensitive. Best to not touch that part of me." The little blonde chuckled and got up, searching through one of the cupboards until his eyes lit up a bit.

Sitting back down, he had a little jar of maraschino cherries. He grinned at Cora, "I love these little fuckers. Do you want one?"

 

[Drobabes]

Cora was munching on more crackers as he went searching for something, trying not to give into the fit of giggles that wanted to bubble up as she thinks about 'dildo tentacles'. Unfortunately, she was losing the battle.

By the time Sabastian came back, she was covering her face with the sleeves of her sweater and giggling like mad. However, when she looked up and saw what he had, she ceased. With a little gasp, she says "oh my god, yes!" and quickly dips her fingers into the jar to snag a few of them. She drops one in the bottom of her shot and then pops the other in her mouth.

For the next ten minutes, she simply sits and stares out the window, alternating between eating crackers, taking a sip of vodka, then stealing a cherry from the jar. The next time that she reaches down to drink, she realizes that her shot glass is empty and all that's left is the cherry, which she scoops out with her finger and pops it into her mouth.

"Well..."

Her hands go to the ground, and she stands slowly, trying not to wobble as she grabs an extra packet of crackers.

"I think that concludes tonight's meeting. If I drink anymore, I'll puke."

Something about that sounds extremely funny, and she starts to giggle again as she tries not too sway to badly.

 

[Poprockz]

Sabastian sat there with her during that ten minutes, eating cherries from the jar and simply enjoying her company. He did pour himself one more shot, downing it and then chasing it with the light syrup the cherries were in. He looked exceedingly pleased with himself for thinking to do that. The blonde loved how he could just hang out and drink with Cora, finding that the anxiety of his nightmares had left him, chased away by the comradery of two drunk people eating crackers and cherries.

When she finally gets up, he takes that as his cue to stand up as well. His legs were also a bit unsure, but he gestured at her with the bottle of vodka, an exaggerated gesture. "Heh, well. I'll see you next time at the secret midnight booze club when the right time strikes." He suddenly started giggling uncontrollably, "hey. Hey. Hey. We should play booze clues next time, heheh, get it? Booze clues!" He giggled and almost lost the strength in his legs to his mirth, but he leaned on the counter for support.

Sabastian soon found his balance and composure (mostly) and started walking toward the basement, "see you tomorrooooow."

Once Cora had stumbled away, he started down the stairs, opening the basement door and closing it behind him. The blonde simply stood at the foot of the bed, watching Vin before he sauntered over to the nightstand and set the vodka down in plain sight. He then laid down next to Vin on his side. Leaning forward, he kissed the man's cheek, then neck, then ear.

However, when that didn't wake Vin up right away, he pouted a little bit and got onto his hands and knees, swinging a leg over so that he was straddling the man. Sabastian's ass rested on the man's belly, the drunk blonde tossing his blanket off of himself and starting to scoot back. Once he felt his ass find the bulge in the blanket that was Vin's erection, he started to rub his ass against it while simultaneously grinding his cock against Vin's stomach. They were divided by the covers, but still, it felt so nice to be rolling his hips on the man.

"Viiiiiin, I'm horny..." Sabastian whined in a slutty way, "wake up and play with me."

 

[Drobabes]

Cora looked over at him, a cracker poised in the air halfway to her mouth.

"We should play booze clues next time..."

Her eyes squinted shut and she dropped her cracker on the floor as she started laughing. After she recovered, she got herself another and gave him a little wave, turning and heading for the stairs herself.

She tried very hard to be quiet, even managing to get the door shut without making too much of a click, and when she turned around, she was quite proud of herself. So proud, infact, that she thought she would reward herself with another delicious salty treat.

Her slender fingers reach down into the package, and immediately she realizes her mistake as the wrapper makes a very obnoxiously loud crinkling in the dead silence of the room. Her shoulders bunch up a little into a bit of a hunch, and she whispers "shit" under her breath.

Suddenly she moves very quickly. Her body drops down to the floor and she crawls on her hands and knees to the bed, disappearing out of sight once she reaches the side of it. Then, almost out of nowhere, her hand shoots up and holds the halfway finished package of Ritz into the open air.

"Hey Daamiieen," she coos, knowing with how light of a sleeper he is that she has surely woken him up.

"You want a cracker?"

Her hand let's the crackers drop onto the bed as a bout of laughter takes over, and she rests her forehead against the side of the bed.
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Delvin was having a wonderful dream, possibly even the best dream he might have ever had. He was sitting on a chair on the warm beaches of some island in Hawaii, and he was singing some sweet tune. In his hand was a cold beer and on his lap, snuggled up so tightly against his hard bulge was the gorgeous little blond. His hair looked almost glowing under the warm sun, and his beautiful face stared back at him with love and affection. The little heart shaped eyepatch that he normally wore had been pulled down around his neck to make a sort of locket necklace, and his blue and purple eyes were like two precious gemstones glistening in the sun.

Vin stopped his singing momentarily to bend down and kiss his soft lips, and when he drew back, Sabastian was grinning at him. It was such a cute and sexy smile that it made his cock twitch against the crease of his ass.

"Viiiiiin, I'm horny...wake up and play with me."

The Sabastian in his dream rubbed his little ass back against Vin's crotch, eliciting a moan from the big man. Suddenly the smell of vodka filled his nose, and Sabastians more physical touches finally jarred him awake.

For a moment, Vin wondered if he wasn't still dreaming. But as he rubbed his eyes and blinked, sleepily taking in the little mans form sitting on top of his crotch under the soft glow of moonlight from the little basement window, he realized he wasn't.

His big warm hands moved out from under the blanket and placed themselves on Sabastians thighs, and then they moved up his sides and wrapped around his shoulder blades. Once there, he gently pulled Sabastian down so that he was laying on his chest, his little blond head tucked under his chin. With slow movements, he started to caress his back.

"Did you sneak off and get drunk without me?"

His voice was still a bit sleepy, but held a deeper rumble to it. If a man could have purred, then that's exactly what Delvin would have been doing at that moment.

 

[Poprockz]

Damien’s eyes opened as he heard that loud crinkly noise, though he gave no other indication that he was awake yet. When it was followed by that little, ‘shit!’ under her breath, he smiled with amusement. Cora could be so adorable sometimes, and he definitely counted this as one of them.

His amusement was replaced with curiosity as she suddenly dropped and crawled to the side of the bed as though she thought she was being sneaky. He waited when she disappeared and next saw that hand zoom upward with the crackers. Damien simply waited to see if she would do anything else, his mouth curling up into a grin as he heard that drunk voice asking him if he wanted crackers.

He crawled over to her and laid on his stomach near her head, grabbing the crackers and taking one out. Damien placed it on the top of her head before taking one for himself and eating it. He suspected she was drunk even before he smelled the booze on her breath.

“Feeling a bit drunk are we? Did you find some booze in one of their cupboards? You didn’t need to drink alone you know. I would have woken up and kept you company if you wanted.” He took another cracker and munched on it.

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Sabastian wished the man’s hands’s had stayed to rub his thighs- that would have been hot. Still, he enjoyed the feeling of them sliding over his skin, the blonde closing his eyes and sighing as they reached his shoulders and pulled him down to lay on top of the large man.

He giggled at Vin’s question and reached up to put a slender finger against Vin’s lips, “sshhhh... I’m not supposed to tell you that I’ve had four shots. If I did, then you might scold me.” The little man grinned and wiggled his ass slightly so that it grinded against the man’s cock teasingly.

His finger lingered on the man’s lips before he turned his hand slightly so that he was holding Vin’s chin gently, his thumb delicately rubbing the man’s bottom lip. “Although... I don’t think I would mind a bit of discipline if it was from you...” Sabastian kissed his chest softly as he basked in the feeling of those warm, rough hands rubbing his back. The hand not caressing Vin’s chin slid up the man’s chest and toward his his nipple, tracing his finger softly around it in circles.

 

[Drobabes]

Cora bent over a bit so that she was more laying with her chest on the ground and her ass in the air, and when the cracker rolled off her head, she reached over and picked it up.

"Did you find some booze in one of their cupboards? You didn’t need to drink alone you know. I would have woken up and kept you company if you wanted."

"No," she giggled, then rolled over on her back so that she was now facing him, a big grin plastered on her face in the dim light.

"And no. It was a top secret meeting of the Midnight Club."

Using the cracker that was still in her hand, she reached up and booped Damien on the nose.

"Only the the most secret-ee secret of the secret people can get in. VIP, you see."

The cracker dropped down on her face and she blinked in surprise, then she started laughing again and let it roll off her face. A second later, Bowie came crawling over her stomach, and she let out an excited little noise of surprise.

"Bowie!"

Her slim hands gently picked the snake up, and she held him so that his face was close and his little tongue flicks tickled her nose.

"Hi handsome boy. You want me to sing to you? Yea? You miss Quint singing, huh?"

Her arms stretched out and she held the snake up as high as she could from her position on the floor, then she wet her lips and began to softly sing.

"Iiiii'm a member of the Mid-night-crew
Iiiii'm a night owl, and a wise-bird-too
Home with the milk in the moor-or-ning
Singing the same old song!
Rise with the moon, go to bed with the sun,
Early to bed, and you'll miss all the fun!"

Her hands gently swayed the big boy, and his little head almost seemed to bob up and down with the tune of her voice, which was only interrupted for a moments as she laughed again.

"Wa wa wa wa wa wah! Make her a member of the Mid-night-crew!"
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"sshhhh... I’m not supposed to tell you that I’ve had four shots. If I did, then you might scold me."

A deep laugh rumbled up through his chest, as he started using his feet to pull the blanket down and off of them. By the time that Sabastian was teasing those handsome fingers across his lips, Vin had them both skin to skin.

He tilted his head forward and took that warm finger between his lips, gently nibbling on it as his hands moved down his back and came to rest on those plump cheeks. He let his finger go then so that he could focus on getting two nice handfuls of ass and gently squeezing him. He then pulled Sabastians hips up to grind against his large bulge.

"Mm," he rumbled.

"I don't just go handing out punishments for no reason. You have to earn yourself one."

He gave his ass another squeeze, kneading his cheeks gently after. Then, very slowly, he moved his hands back up to his hips and gripped him. With practiced ease, he lifted Sabastian up and then moved him down onto the bed so that he was lying on his stomach, allowing Vin to crawl on top of him and kiss his shoulder. Those same lips made a trail up Sabastians back and across his neck, then found his earlobe, where Delvin gave it a playful nip.

"There's also rewards," he whispered.

"If you think you can be good for me."

Vin wanted nothing more than to peel those sexy little red boxers down his thighs and leave them wrapped around his ankles, then give in to what Sabastian had been begging for so sweetly. However, he knew Sabastian needed more time, and his fears about his own strength were not to be doubted. He had yet to really explore his body, and while Vin trusted him not to purposefully hurt anyone, he knew from experience how even a slight loss of self control could be extremely damaging.

He didn't want Sabastian to live with those regrets, nor did he want to be injured. Until he had time to learn just how powerful he actually was, and how to exert the right amount of force, then Vin was going to have to just keep him in line and not let Sabastian put himself into a position where he could cause harm.

 

[Poprockz]

The boop of his nose was adorable, the man simply letting her do her thing. "The most secretee of the secret people? You're right, I probably wouldn't make the cut." He grinned widely, enjoying watching her drunkenly play with the cracker

Damien was surprised when he saw Bowie, having wondered where he had slithered off to and how they would find him in the morning. The snake had seemed unimpressed with their impromptu sexual activities, and he had assumed that Bowie would simply leave to do... whatever it was that snakes did. He found himself happy to see Cora's snake though, having found himself fond of the reptile.

The man laid his head down on his crossed arms as she began to sing, her beautiful voice making him smile and feel just a bit sleepy. He thought to himself that he didn't think he had ever heard such a lovely voice before, at least not one that he liked more. Maybe it was because the voice belonged to her that he was simply enamored with it, or perhaps she was just that good of a singer. In any case, her voice calmed him and made him feel like they were just staying the night at a family member's or friend's house, the rest of the world still intact.

He noticed Bowie bob his head, and he blinked in surprise. The snake couldn't be moving to the music could he? Did snakes do that? Or maybe it was just the movement of her arms? Damien wasn't sure, but he knew it was cute as hell. He let out a soft chuckle as he watched, feeling so at peace sitting there with a drunk lady and a sentient snake.

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Even his laugh was sexy, how did he do that? Sabastian's drunk brain could not comprehend how the man managed to be so damn attractive. That thought was interrupted as he suddenly realized that he and Vin no longer had a barrier in between them, his warm, milky skin resting against Vin's own hot, coffee-colored skin (coffee with a bit of milk at least). His eyes watched as Vin nibbled on his finger, finding it rather cute.

What was less cute and more unbearably sexy was when he felt the man grope his ass. God did it feel good to feel him squeeze and massage him. The proximity of Vin's fingers to Sabastian's asshole made him shiver, and he wished the man would simply stuff him with as many fingers he could fit. He had been getting away with breathing deeply through this, but when his hips were pulled to grind him against Vin once more, he let out a soft moan with his eyes closed. When Vin spoke, he could only manage a nod before he found himself being easily picked up and moved around like he was a doll.

Now on his stomach, Sabastian panted as he felt Vin's lips make their way up the sensitive skin of his back. Come to think of it, it felt like anywhere Vin touched or kissed felt so vulnerable to the eroticism of the big man's gentle caresses. He could feel his hard cock pressed against the mattress, Sabastian being unable to stroke himself unless Vin allowed him to lift himself up.

All he could do was squirm his hips a little and dry-hump the bed slightly, his hips moving slowly but restlessly. He was starving for relieve though, so any movement that let his cock slightly rub against the bedsheets kept him sane.

The little blonde whimpered with need when the man nipped his ear, already feeling like his desire for the man was overwhelming him and making him weak. 'What... What do I need to do to be good?" He swallowed hard and waited with baited breath.

 

[Drobabes]

Cora continued to play with him as she finished the song, then she laid him down on her chest and started rubbing his scales all the way down his back and back up, repeating the motion over and over as Bowie simply stayed there, seemingly content to be touched. It was a very familiar feeling to the snake, as it was something that Cora had done many, many times over the years when she needed comfort or when she was simply deep in thought.

Suddenly she started giggling again, and for a moment she almost wanted to tell Damien about the extra tentacle arms feeling like dildos. However, they had made a pact that what happened in the Midnight Booze Club stayed in the Midnight Booze Club, so she refrained herself and instead started repeating the line 'Wa wa wa wa', which she particularly seemed to like at that moment. She was too drunk to notice that Bowie had lifted his head a bit and begun to bob it up and down once more.
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Vin loved the way he was squirming and whining, his little movements making his own cock twitch with need. He had been wanting to do this since the first day he met him, although now there was a need for patience, on both their ends, and that just made it all the better.

When he heard those little words whimpered from Sabastians lips, so full of desperate need, he wanted to groan again. He would have to be careful that he didn't speed things along just so he would watch as his little creamy body writhed beneath him. Infact, that gave him an idea of what he could do.

"I want you to sit up on your knees and put your hands behind your back. I want you to hold that position no matter how I touch you, and you won't cum until I say you can."

His lips moved from his ear to the back of his neck again, where he gave him a little bite. Nothing too bad, but definitely enough for his little blond to feel the sting.

"Do you think you can do that for me?"

His hands started sliding down Sabastians body again as he waited for him to answer, making a slow trail down his hips and to his thighs, and then back up towards the inner area where it was sensitive and ticklish. Briefly Vin wondered if Sabastian was ticklish, and he kind of hoped not. While some doms liked to go hardcore with their partners, Vin was more soft with the physical aspect. He did enjoy handing out spankings and a few other rough , playful, punishments when it was appropriate, but for him it was more about the control and how far the other person was willing to go for him in that control.

Many people seemed to misunderstand the type of relationship he craved at first glance. While most would look at what he was doing and think to themselves that he simply wanted to rule over somewhere else, that wasn't what it was about for him.

Control took trust, and at the end of the day, he wasn't truly the one in control, but the person who was giving him the control. The person who trusted him enough to let themselves be tied up, spanked, ordered around, and used like a little fuck toy, and who loved every minute of it. It took courage to relinquish yourself like that, to put yourself into someone else hands and trust that they wouldn't push you past anything you couldn't take, and still respect you as a person when they had had their fun and were done. And for Delvin, this was the ultimate form of pleasing someone.

Someone who trusted him enough to let him do these things, and especially someone who could easily stop him if they really wanted to, made him feel whole and loved...and extremely horny.

He let himself lose just a small bit of his own self control as his hands lazily traveled to those little red boxers once more, enjoying the way his soft ass felt even softer through the fabric as he gave them a bit of a hard squeeze.

 

[Poprockz]

Damn, that snake was practically a dog. Damien watched as the snake simply laid there as she pet it, and he would bet money that if snakes could purr, Bowie would be rumbling happily away. It was odd- Bowie seemed to have so much more personality than he had ever expected a snake to have. He felt like he could watch Cora and Bowie play together all day.

When she started repeating her "wa wa wa wa's" he noticed that Bowie was bobbing again. This time though, she wasn't moving him on her arms so he knew that it was truly the snake that was choosing to move this way. His eyes widened and he looked between Cora and the snake, realizing that Cora didn't even notice.

In-between one of her breaks, he tapped her on the shoulder, "Cora, watch Bowie next time you sing. I swear to god he was just bobbing his head!" With that, he waited, his eyes fixed on the snake. He hoped that the little fucker didn't stop doing it when Cora was watching.

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Sabastian was a bit quiet once he heard what it was Vin wanted. Sure, he could definitely kneel for him and keep his hands behind him. Though the fact that Vin had added "no matter how I touch you" made him simultaneously nervous and turned on though. It was as though Vin thought he would give him reason to have a difficult time with it, and he wondered what he could do to make him want to remove his hands from behind his back.

At the same time, he was very unsure about the second part of his request. Sabastian had never tested the limits of his own restraint, never having resisted before; when he played with himself, the goal had always been to let the pleasure run away with him and cum sooner rather than later. There had been no reason to try to hang on longer, and he was worried that he might not be able to fulfill that request of Vin's, and that the man would be disappointed in him. He'd be damned if he didn't try though- anything to feel Vin's rough hands over his skin.

"Ah!" he gasped softly from the sting of the man's teeth. If he wasn't so turned on right now, he might have giggled at the idea of a person biting a zombie. However, his thoughts went back to Vin's proposal.

He didn't wiggle when Vin't hands graced his sides, simply enjoying the sensual touch. The blonde had been sensitive, yes, but not really ticklish. It was odd to think about the fact that his fingers were traveling over where his tentacled could emerge, but that thought was interrupted once he felt that rough little squeeze on his ass and it encouraged him to answer.

Turning his head to look at Vin and he nodded, just a bit hesitant, "I'll try my best." He hoped Vin would be patient with him, but mostly he hoped he could hold on long enough to please him.

He wiggled out from under the big man and got up onto his hands and knees, as ready as he would ever be to start. Turning to face Vin, he raised himself onto his knees and put his arms behind him, holding one of his wrists to keep himself in place. His cock was straining against his boxers, pushing against the fabric as though begging to be freed. Sabastian felt exposed and vulnerable, his heart beating quickly as he waited for Vin to begin with his plans.

 

[Drobabes]

Cora looked up at the tap to her shoulder, and as she listened to what Damien had to say, her eyes grew a bit big. There was no way he was doing that, not to the music at least. Snakes didn't do things like that! Still...

She cleared her throat a bit and then looked down at Bowie, softly singing "I'm a night owl and a wise, bird, too. Home with the milk in the mor-or-ning, singing the same old tune..."

She blinked, as he almost had seemed to lift his head just a bit higher.

"Wa wa wa, wa, wa, wa...what the hell?!"

He had! Bowie had actually lifted his little head up and bobbed it up and down as she sang the tune.

For a few seconds, she was just quiet. Then she suddenly burst out laughing and began to sing again. She tried all different tunes and melodies, some making Bowie simply seem to lay still, but also a few others making do that adorable little head bob, as if he were actually trying to dance to the music.

"Oh, my, god" she exclaimed, after trying the last song.

"Bowie, Bowie, danger noodle~! You are too cuuute!"

Cora was way too drunk right now to realize the implications of the situation that she now found herself in. All she knew was that in that moment, that snake was about the cutest creature, save for Damien, that she had ever seen.

Suddenly she was moving, putting Bowie up on the bed with Damien, and then hopping up under the covers herself. Once she was snuggled in, she moved the snake between the two of them and sat up on her hand and elbow. With an excited little look in her eye, she grinned at Damien.

"What should I sing?"
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"I'll try my best."

He all but purred, those words spoken so sweetly. He wanted to please Vin, of that he knew, but by the way Sabastian had said it, he wasn't confident that he could keep himself from cumming.

It was music to his ears.

Delvin kept his hands on Sabastians soft skin as he rose up on the bed, not sure how drunk the little blond was and if he needed some help. Once he was up, Vin slid his hands up and down his sides a few times while just taking in the sight of him in the soft moonlight.

He looked like a dream, something straight out of his imagination, and although Vin wouldn't have tried to hide it if it hadn't been dark, he wasn't aware that Sabastian could see so much better in the dim light than the rest of them and could likely easily see the hunger in his eyes. Vin wanted him, badly, more than anything he had ever wanted before, nor likely ever would. He hadn't even known it was possible to want someone as much as he wanted that sometimes grouchy, sometimes soft, little man before him. Until that first time Sabastian had touched him and sent such a fire through his veins.

His heated hands came up his sides once more, slowly travelling across his chest and very lightly grazing over his nipples before his fingers danced over the skin of his neck, then further up to cup his face. His thumbs stroked his cheeks as he bent his own face down and claimed those lips. He was soft, but relentless, and he didn't let Sabastian go until he could feel his breathes quicken and hear those cute little gasps for oxygen as he pulled away. After that, he kissed him one more time, lightly, just on the surface, and then he moved on the bed until he was right behind him. He put his legs on either side of Sabastians knees and brought his chest up close to Sabastians back. Not only did he want him to feel a bit dominated by his size, but he didn't want Sabastian getting cold either. He liked the idea of the little man shivering, but not from the cold.

Very slowly, his hands began to touch him once more. They caressed lightly over his hips, the made their way to that tight belly, and then up... Once they reached that smooth chest, Vin let his fingers and thumb begin to gently toy with those little nubs, testing their sensitivity. His lips went to Sabastians shoulder and made a warm trail of kisses up to his ear, where his teeth gently nibbled that sensitive lobe for a moment before letting go.

"You seem pretty horny, little man," he rumbled.

"I don't know if you'll be able to hold on."

 

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Damien grinned excitedly as Bowie bobbed for her, the little snake confirming what he had witnessed. He secretly thanked the snake for not keeping it a secret- he didn't think he would enjoy making it his endless mission to catch the snake in the act to prove it to others. He would totally have done it too, tried to sneak up with Cora's phone to see if he could get a recording without the snake noticing.

All that aside, it occurred to him that it took intelligence to bob or dance along to a song. Perhaps Bowie was smarter than they gave him credit for. To what extent did the intelligence go though? That was a question for another day, but he still mulled it over with interest.

He shifted his position to be more at the head of the bed once she climbed in so that they were laying the traditional way, also propping himself up on his elbow.

"Well, he seemed to like some songs more than others. I wonder what his taste in music is. He seems to like older tunes, though. Try "fly me to the moon." Maybe he would like a bit of Frank Sinatra." Damien suggested. It was shocking to even think a snake could have a music taste, but here they were, laying in a bed with a dancing snake that wasn't between his own legs.

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Oh God, the way Vin was looking at him, it made him want to cream in his boxers right then and there. The look was one of carnal lust but... there was something else there too. Perhaps it was affection or adoration, but he couldn't quite tell. All he knew was that he couldn't pull his own gaze away and that he wanted desperately for Vin to simply pounce on him and take him however he wanted.

He knew that wasn't going to happen though. It seemed as though Vin was determined to keep things torturously slow. The sane, logical side of Sabastian appreciated this, knowing that In was simply trying to trying to keep them both safe. The drunk, horny side of him made him want to pull Vin on top of him and not let go until the man had emptied himself into Sabastian's mouth and ass several times; he wanted to be dripping in Vin's cum.

Sabastian looked back at Vin almost pleadingly, waiting for the man's gentle touch. When he got it, slowly traveling his sides and brushing his sensitive nipples, he let out a lustful moan. He soon found his mouth claimed once more, that hot mouth pressing against his and reminding him who he was moaning for. Sabastian lost himself in the kiss, finding himself dizzy and breathless once it was over.

When Vin moved around behind him, pressing himself against the little man's back, he could feel Vin's large cock making itself known against against his soft ass. He loved the feeling of the big man being almost wrapped around his back; it was like a warm reminder that Vin was the one in control right now and that Sabastian needed only to submit and let himself be ravished. Except he had to remind himself that he needed to resist this time, try not to give in to Vin's touches until he got permission.

He simply panted, thinking to himself that maybe this wouldn't be too hard. Maybe Vin would just let his hands roam a bit and then jerk him off like before. Those thoughts were derailed as he felt Vin's fingers zero in on his nipples. The first little rub and pinch, Sabastian made a little gasp. It was at that point that he realized how difficult it would be to keep his hands behind him. His hand moved slightly before he realized and moved it back. He wanted to touch himself, to stroke his rod while Vin teased his very sensitive nipples, but he couldn't.

"Mm..." Sabastian made a little noise of pleasure and resistance, finding his little nubs hardening under the expert caress of Vin's fingers. His cock was standing straight up, pulsing and leaving a little wet spot where he was slightly dribbling precum. When Vin started kissing up his neck, he panted hard and moaned, his back arching against his fingers. His hips twitched, wanting so badly to even air-hump, but he was able to resist for now. It was so fucking difficult to keep himself in check, but he had to keep trying.

"I... I don't know either because yeah- I'm horny as fuck right now. And your fingers aren't helping me hold off either. Every time you touch me, I have to concentrate on not ruining this pair of boxers, Vin." Though he was struggling, he gave Vin a grin before shivering and panting once more.

 

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Bowie had curled up into somewhat of a loose ball, his head turned more towards Damien and his little tongue flicking with curiosity, as if he were trying to familiarize himself with the tall mans scent. He remained relatively still, seemingly just enjoying the body heat between the two, until Cora began to softly whistle.

She was trying to remember the tune of the song, and get it down a bit before she actually tried to sing it, but when she saw Bowie suddenly turn attention away from Damien and slither his head towards her face a bit, she laughed and stopped. For a moment, the two simply stared at each other. Cora pausing to see what Bowie would do, and Bowie seemingly pausing to see if she would continue.

After a few moments, Bowie seemed to give in first and his little face came closer until his nose booped her nose, which made her laugh once more. She moved his little body back a bit, and then she started softly singing.

"Fliiie me to the moon, let me plaaay among the stars~"

The reaction was almost immediate. Bowie picked himself up a bit and began to softly bob, a little slower than before, almost matching the softer tone to the song.

Cora didn't stop singing for him, but she did look at Damien with a huge grin and playful excitement in her eyes.
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His own cock was aching for attention as well, and he was tempted to use that warm crease between his soft cheeks to please himself, but he found that he didn't have to. Sabastian jerking his own hips, even slight as it was, was rubbing the soft cotton cloth of his own boxers against his sensitive head, making him want to groan. He channeled his own desire, instead, into playing with those sensitive little nubs. He was so sensitive there, it seemed, and Vin knew he was going to have fun toying with them when he decided to let Sabastian cum. Well, if he let him cum.

He caught the way that Sabastian almost moved his hands but caught himself at the last second. It brought a smile to his face as he let his ear go. He had almost slipped up and earned himself a mild punishment, but the fact that he tried so hard to stop himself and correct his action, as drunk as he was, made Vin even more pleased. He was trying so hard to be good, and yet they had barely started. How long could he last, he wondered, before Delvin had him begging?

"Every time you touch me, I have to concentrate on not ruining this pair of boxers, Vin."

A shiver ran up his spine at the sound of his name, and he changed his tactic of gently pinching and tugging on those sensitive nipples, to laying the whole palm of his hand over each one and massaging them gently, letting the heat of his body encase them.

"Is that so? I'm sure we could find you a new pair..."

His left hand, fingers splayed out from playing with his chest, rubbed coarsely over his skin and to his back. Once between their bodies, he dipped his fingers into the lining of his boxers and moved them down to the crease of his ass, softly exploring downward.

 

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Damien looked back at the snake, thinking to himself how he seemed smarter everyday. The memory of jerking off in front of the reptile came to mind and he cringed internally. If the snake was smart enough to know what he was doing, then he didn't think he would ever remember it without cringing.

In any case, he thought it was absolutely adorable how excited the snake seemed to be when Cora started whistling. Like a child waiting to hear their mother sing them to sleep, asking for just one more song. He smiled affectionately as the snake booped Cora, wishing to God that he could burn the image into his mind. She was so beautiful and the snake was so purely cute.

When he met Cora's eyes, he grinned as well. He thought to himself that he could watch the snake bob all day. When she got to the second verse, he decided to join in with her, his soft deep voice interweaving with hers.

"Fill my heart with sooong, let me sing foooorever mooore. You are all I looong for, all I worship and adooore."

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Sabastian felt Vin's hands change positions, his palms now moving gently against his nipples as his fingers were splayed over his smooth chest. It still felt absolutely wonderful, but it was less intense than the pinching and rolling so he was able to catch his breath slightly. He still had to be vigilant though; every time the man moved, it sent a little zip of pleasure down to his cock even if he couldn't actually stroke it.

"At this point I don't give a damn about the boxers, they're the last thing on my mind right now. You know what I mean though, I don't want to cum too early..." He drifted off as he felt Vin's hand move to his back and then downward. Sabastian bit his lip and waited for Vin to run his fingers down the material and squeeze his ass again, but he wasn't prepared for when he actually slipped his hand into his boxers. It was even moving further down, closing in on the place he wanted Vin's cock the most.

It occurred to him that Vin might be considering fingering the little man. While he would absolutely love Vin to turn him into a mewling mess with those long fingers, it was that very fact that made him a bit reluctant to let him. If Vin wanted him to be a good boy and not touch himself or cum (until he gave him the green light), then it was eventually going to be impossible to do that with the big man working himself in and out of his tightness.

"Vin... I swear to god if you start putting fingers in places, you're not going to be giving me much of a chance. I'm having trouble as it is and you've only barely felt up my chest." His voice wasn't commanding, nor was it snarky. Rather, it was slightly exasperated with a hint of pleading. He only hoped that Vin chose to be merciful and simply continue to caress him as he had been.

 

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Cora was a little surprised to hear Damiens soft voice join her, and for a second, she was almost overcome with emotion. He didn't seem to be comfortable with singing but every time he had, it filled her with such warmth and affection. His deep voice was like sweet molasses and she didn't think she would ever grow tired of listening to it, but the fact that he did it so rarely was a treat all on it's own.

Bowie turned his little head around when the now somewhat familiar man joined into the melody, and he bobbed for him. For a few verses of the song, the snake almost couldn't seem to make up his mind of who to pay attention to. Or perhaps, who he enjoyed more. His body would move towards Cora, then he would do his bob, then his body would turn and move towards Damien and bob again. When they were about two thirds of the way through the song, he seemed to make up his mind at last, and his long body slithered over and curled up into Damiens chest. Once there, his little head went under the mans chin, almost snuggling in a way, against his neck, and his bobbing began to take on a side-to-side move as well.

Cora tried really hard not to stop singing as she watched that, but eventually she lost it and her hand went up to cover her chest as she let out a "aww!" She wished so badly that she had a camera, wanting to record this precious moment in time. The first man she had ever loved, cuddled up with possibly the only rival for her heart.
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A little laugh rumbled through his chest again as he listened to him, almost pleading for mercy. He was so fucking adorable, and he was right, he was barely even touching him yet.

So, Sabastian didn't think he would be able to hold himself back, hm? Well then, maybe Vin could help his little blond focus.

The hand that was still on his chest went back to softly pinching and rolling that sensitive little nub while his other hand continued to lazily explore him. The heat coming from between his soft cheeks was lovely, but he didn't plan on letting Sabastian feel his thick digits just yet. Instead, he simply let one of his fingers slowly slide down over his puckered little hole, and then back up. While he did this, his other hand begin to slowly squeeze his nipple, gradually increasing the pressure and letting the pain of it sneak up on him. Vin would never hurt him, not really hurt him, but he knew how to provide just the right amount of distraction to keep him on the edge without actually tipping over. Unless of course, Sabastian surprised him and was more turned on by the pain. If that turned out to be the case, then the outcome would still be to his liking-as he would be able to gently punish his little man, and then bring him right back to that edge once again.

 

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It was amusing the way the snake was looking back and forth, and he found his heart melting a bit from the way the little guy danced back and forth. He had never thought that reptiles could really be pets, but Bowie definitely proved him wrong.

When the snake snuggled up to him, he blushed slightly, not knowing what to do. He had never had a pet, not for fear of what his father would make him to them. It had always been better not to get attached. And yet, when he felt that sweet little snake curl up under his chin, he couldn't help but feel like he could come to love the little guy. He didn't dare stop singing, continuing on until the song was over.

When it was done, he smiled to himself and reached up, putting one arm around Bowie with the other running his fingers along those smooth scales. Bowie seemed to snuggle closer to his skin, perhaps wanting Damien's warmth, or perhaps sensing that Damien was feeling more affectionate toward him.

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The fact that all Vin did was laugh didn't instill Sabastian with confidence that he was going to spare him from the pleasure of being finger-fucked. He wanted it so badly, his ass instinctively pushing against Vin's fingers when they finally graced his ring, but he was also a bit relieved when the finger passed him over. Now he would have a fighting chance in "being good" for Vin and getting the reward he was talking about.

It was entirely possible that the reward itself was being allowed to cum at all, but he still wanted that feeling of accomplishment when Vin beamed at him for being successful. Cumming too early would suck, but at least the orgasm itself would be a little consolation prize.

He felt Vin pinch and pull on his nipple once more, those movements making him pant and move his hips very slightly. It felt like all the sexual tension and attraction between them was weighing him down, forcing him to experience everything as though a single touch could make him burst for Vin. It had been built up since the first time he saw him, and now he was overcome with need for the man. Perhaps it was also because he was drunk too.

During one of Vin's pinches, he noticed that Vin wasn't letting go. Instead, his fingers were squeezing harder until it became a bit painful. It stung a bit and Sabastian let out a little lustful whine from it. "Vin..."

Surprisingly, his cock twitched and he found himself shivering. He had never experimented with pain either, assuming that it would suck just from how most people generally viewed it. He didn't experience sexual pleasure from falling and skinning his knee, or stubbing his toe, so why would he from anything painful Vin could do to him?

That being said... he found himself wanting more of it. It was different when it was Vin, the big man stirring something in him he wasn't aware was there. Those fingers were putting his nipple through such a torturous bliss that he couldn't help but love it. His back arched and he had to grit his teeth to overcome a wave of pleasure that threatened to send him over the edge.

 

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Cora let her arm down so that she could rest her head on the pillow and better enjoy the tender moment that was playing out before her. She didn't have any words to say, but she didn't really feel as if she needed to speak anyway. His sweet voice in her ears and watching Bowie seemingly snuggle with him felt so special, so comforting, she couldn't imagine anything better than this.

When he was done, she just continued to smile at the two of them and she reached out to gently stroke both of them, alternating between Bowies smooth scales and Damiens warm, soft skin. She could feel sleep creeping up on her once more, but damn if she didn't want to fight it to stay in this moment with them.
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"Vin..."

"What, Sabastian? Do you want to cum, little man?"

He wasn't expecting an answer, his voice coming out almost as a lazy drawl as his hand continued to torture that captured bit of flesh, slowly increasing the pain as his finger teasingly slid past once again. This time he added just the slightest amount of pressure, keeping Sabastian guessing as to whether or not he was actually going to fuck him with that thick digit.

The way the little blond was struggling with his desire, his body arching and his little, desperate, pleas was pushing Vin to a new limit of self control. He wanted to ravish that little body, kiss every single inch of it until Sabastian was reduced to a nothing but a squirming, whimpering, mess, and then. Only then, would he let him have release. However, he was still new to this. Vin didn't want to frustrate him that badly, not just yet, until he had a chance to see how good he could make it. Then, once he knew, it would be all the funner to make him withhold.

Suddenly Vin released his tortured little bud to the cold night air, knowing that he had likely just gotten him right to the edge of orgasm. He didn't want Sabastian to 'lose', however, not this first time at least. He withdrew his hand from his boxers as well, and he gave his hip a little squeeze.

"Stay right there."

Delvin crawled off the bed and picked up the flashlight that Sabastian had sitting by his clothes and supplies, then sauntered into the bathroom at a casual pace. He was in no rush.

Once he found what he was looking for, he came back out and traded the flashlight for the bottle of vodka. With a cocky grin now on his face, and a few items in his hand, he came back up onto the bed and moved in front of Sabastian.

He sat the items down behind him quickly so that he didn't have a chance to see what they were, and then he caressed that hot and bothered little face, his smile only growing more amused. He took a long drink of the vodka, then held a small amount in his mouth as he sat the bottle down by the bed. When he leaned back up, he cupped Sabastian's face and kissed him firmly, letting the vodka spill into the little blonds mouth. He didn't try to force it down his throat or any such action, only let it gently kiss his tongue so that he could have another taste.

 

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Damien saw that Cora was starting to get tired so he scooped up the snake a bit and scooted very close to her so that he could rest his forehead against hers. Bowie was able to stretch out a bit, curling up against the both of them at the same time, his little tongue flicking out intermittently. Although, it was almost like Bowie knew it tickled, so his tongue was angled away from Damien's throat.

Tilting his head up, he kissed her forehead before resting his head against hers for a moment. "I think we've got a good system going here. I share my snake with you, you share your snake with me. It's a win-win." The man chuckled softly at his joke and paused his tone becoming more serious, "I've never had a pet before, nor a real partner for that matter. I've never loved a woman, nor had a woman love me. Never slept so soundly with someone in my bed... So thank you. I will always be grateful that you chose to give me so many things. I promise to give you all I can in return."

His steely eyes were soft before he closed them, content in the knowledge that she was beside him.

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It was a good thing that Vin wasn't expecting an answer because in those moments Sabastian wouldn't have been able to provide one. He successfully made it through the first wave, but had to grit his teeth once more for the second. It was triggered by that gentle pressure on his ass and the way his nipple was only squeezed harder. However, he soon found Vin withdrawing and although releasing his nipple let the blood rush back in to cause him pleasure once more, he was able to just barely keep himself together with a little whimper.

He knelt there and panted hard, his legs trembling slightly. When vin commanded him to stay, he was grateful for the little reprieve. It would allow him to collect himself a little so that he might be able to withstand the man's next moves. For a split second, he considered stroking himself with an appendage when Vin's back was turned. It wouldn't be disobeying per se since he had only been told to kneel, put his hands behind him, and not cum until Vin said so. That being said, he reconsidered due to the fact he knew deep down that it would be cheating and that he would likely cum from it.

With that temptation out of the way, he watched Vin walk over to the bathroom. The man was still only in his boxers, and Sabastian found that he could look at him for ages. His ass, strong body, and long hair were all perfect. He wondered what he was doing though. Was Vin needing to use the restroom, or was he grabbing something? Sabastian thought about what he might be grabbing in the bathroom, but the only thing he could think of was lotion. If it was that, then maybe Vin was planning on letting him have release soon. The thought of being allowed to cum for Vin made him excited, but he didn't want to get his hopes up.

When Vin came back over, turning off the flashlight and grabbing the vodka, he was distracted by that just long enough to not have looked at what Vin had in his hand before it was hidden behind him.

Sabastian spoke as Vin was taking his drinks, "hey, I don't know how much longer I can hold on anymore," he squirmed slightly, watching Vin's adam's apple work as he drank. "I want to cum so fucking badly. Please let me cum, Vin. Please?" He wasn't begging desperately yet, but he was certainly pleading, his mis-matched eyes looking at Vin with a mixture of craving and hopefulness.

He wouldn't get an answer just yet though, as he soon felt Vin's lips upon him and tasted the vodka spilling over his tongue. The little blonde wasn't sure why, but he found the gesture incredibly hot. He savored the vodka for a moment (being drunk enough for it to slightly taste like water) before swallowing it, accepting Vin's gift.

 

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She snuggled a little closer to the both of them as well. The room had grown quite cold, but the blanket was warm and she imagined that Bowie enjoyed the heat of their bodies. Her hand reached out and begin to gently stroke his little head as she listened to Damiens corny joke, which, admittedly, she was also growing quite fond of.

"I'll share my snake with you any day of the week baby," she said, trying to sound just as corny. She wasn't as practiced though and she imagined it probably came out as a drunken slurry mess of words rather than a worthy joke.

Her eyes tried to find his in the dark as his tone changed, and she listened. She tried to blink back tears at his little impromptu confession of feeling, her heart swelling with her love for the steely eyed man. Her hand went from Bowie up to his face and she stroked his cheek for a moment as she thought of how to reply to that.

"I love you so much Damien, you don't have to be anything more than what you are, for me."

Her hand went up to brush through his hair then, and she let it linger as a little yawn escaped her.

"Thank you, though..."

After that, she slowly drifted off to sleep. With him breathing softly beside her, and Bowie wrapped up under their arms, the nightmares were chased back to the shadows from whence they came and she was free to sleep peacefully throughout the night.
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His pleading wasn't lost on him, and Vin really had no intention now of making Sabastian lose himself to pleasure without his permission, but he wanted to wait just a bit longer before giving said permission. His kiss turned more heated, more smoldering and breathy, as he let their tongues intermingle. When he chose to break it off, he let his hands roam down to his hips, loving the fact that Sabastian still had the self control to keep his hands behind his back, and he squeezed him gently. He bent forward then, kissing and nibbling on his neck as he whispered in his ear.

"Mm, not yet. I'm not done with you yet."

He moved behind him then, placing his hand on Sabastians shoulder and making him stay turned away. He didn't want him seeing what he had hidden, not until he was ready to show him.

Very quickly, Vin then looped a soft piece of cotton clothe around Sabastian's wrists, and then he placed something over that cotton that mostly likely felt like a tiny piece of rope. In all actuality, it was just a shoelace he had pulled from some boots that he found tucked under the sink, but the lace itself was a bit rough and course, so he didn't want it digging into Sabastian's wrist. Of course, he knew Sabastian could break it easily if he wanted, but the point wasn't to keep him restrained, but to help remind him of what he was supposed to be doing as Delvin touched his hot little body.

Bringing one of items forward in front of Sabastian, he would be able to see that Vin had a soft white pantyhose in his hand. With his big arms wrapped around Sabastian's little frame in that same domineering manner, he let the little man watch as he stretched and wrapped the pantyhose around the base of his engorged cock, directly under the head. He then tied a single knot and adjusted it so the the trailing end of the pantyhose was hanging down.

Vin's teeth nipped his shoulder gently as he tugged on the cloth, admiring his handy work. His other hand behind his back began to explore his body once again, making a slow trail back to where it had been and softly teasing that little ring once more.

"Do you need to cum?"

His voice was more clear this time, more strict.

 

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Damien chuckled at her joke, finding it to be adorable and humorous at the same time. The touch of her hand was welcome, and he sighed in contentment when she touched him affectionately. When she responded by telling him that he only needed to be himself, he smiled, loving how kind and accepting she was. He didn't think being himself was enough, but he knew he could at least fulfill that wish of hers.

"Thank you too. I love you..." with that, he found himself also falling asleep, his breathing slowing as his body was comforted by the two of them nestled close. While he didn't dream, he didn't need to. His dream was right there next to him.

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"Mm..." Sabastian was swept away by the kiss, closing his eyes as the big man shared his passion with him. The way he kissed simply wasn't fair; it was as though someone had taken him from one of those romance novels and released him into the real world.

After Vin released his mouth from the spell, he panted, wishing he could kiss his lips and taste his mouth all night. Well, that wasn't really true. If that wish was granted, then how would he wrap his lips around Vin's cock, or tell him how turned on Vin made him?

The response he got from Vin from his pleading made him sigh- of course Vin wouldn't let him give in to his lust so quickly. From Vin's perspective, Sabastian probably wasn't even breaching the beginner's levels of restraint.

He was curious to see what Vin had retrieved from the bathroom, tempted to look behind him as he felt Vin get in close again. However, that strong hand on his shoulder told him that he would just have to wait and see. He felt the man shift, and then suddenly he felt soft fabric being wrapped around his wrists. A less delicate rope joined it, fastening his wrists together snugly but not uncomfortably. Were his body normal, he probably wouldn't have been able to break out of even the shoelace if Vin had secured it well. But with his new body, he could break it as though Vin had tied him with tissue paper. He could. But he wouldn't.

Speaking of rope, he soon saw the pantyhose in front of him and his face made an expression of confusion. He thought maybe Vin was getting lotion or something, but this was unexpected. What was more unexpected was when peeled down his boxers and freed his cock, tying the pantyhose so that it was looped around him and then hanging down like a rope. He had to breath through it, Vin's touch on his cock (brief and light though it was) making him dribble precum.

When it was in place, he simply looked at it, wondering what he was thinking until he felt the little tug he made on it. It felt good getting some attention to his rod, Sabastian letting out a moan as he watched his hard cock gently settle back into place. There was also the feeling of the man's finger on his ass in the background, but he was pretty sure Vin was just trying to tease him with the idea of it.

At the sound of Vin's voice once more, what he had said made him pause. While he really wanted to cum, he couldn't necessarily say that he needed it yet. Sure there were times where his body tried to sabotage his efforts by taking him a bit too close to the edge for comfort, but he wasn't consumed by a need to cum yet. That could change soon, but he wasn't quite there yet.

"... No. I guess I don't need it yet." He admitted reluctantly. "Jeez... you're going to make me go crazy, you know that?"

 

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"Jeez... you're going to make me go crazy, you know that?"

"That's the point" he murmured, giving the pantyhose another little gentle tug. God did he love that honesty, though. He never minded a little cat and mouse chase, trying to figure out what his partners wanted or if they were just playing up their submission to better please him or enjoy the moment. The way that Sabastian just directly answered his questions though, without beating around the bush, gave him a little thrill. It also wasn't lost on him that he had taken the time to think about it before answering, really focusing on figuring out if he actually needed it, or just wanted it, and that too Vin found pleasing. It better clued him in to what he needed to do; if he needed to keep up his tortuously slow pace in order to get him to that point where he actually needed to cum and couldn't wait any longer, or if he was already there.

He wasn't there, though, not yet, so Vin decided he was going to give himself a bit of relief while he attempted to build Sabastian back up to the point where he really needed it. The point where everything melted away and there was no other feeling but pleasure, and chasing after that white fire that would send him over the edge into quaking bliss.

His warm hands left Sabastian momentarily as he reached over and grabbed a small container of pure Vaseline. Popping the lid off, he dipped two of his fingers in and scooped out a very small amount. He then rubbed the greasy substance into Sabastians crease, letting his fingers linger, then pulled his boxers down and freed his throbbing cock.

As he moved his legs over Sabastian's and let his thick cock come to rest against his ass, he bent down and kissed his ear.

"Just remember you can tell me to stop."

Even if Sabastian didn't think he would, Vin still wanted to put it out there one more time. Victims didn't always have a choice in when their trauma decided to rear it's ugly head, and if that happened, he didn't want Sabastian feeling like he had to push it aside and ignore it for him. Now that it was out there, however, Vin went ahead and let his cock push forward and be sandwiched between those soft buns, the heat of it making him groan and push towards him.

His length slipped up and down easily, the lubrication from the Vaseline making Sabastians skin soft and slick. One of his arms wrapped around his stomach, holding him tightly just above his own pulsing cock, and the hand which still had a bit of Vaseline on it came up to toy with his nipple. His fingers were able to slip and slide over the hard little nub easily, the heat of his hand contrasting with the cool air with each little swipe.

 

[Poprockz]

Sabastian rolled his eyes playfully at Vin's response, gasping slightly from the tug on the pantyhose.

He then heard the sound of a cap being removed from something, then felt the slick lubricant spread up and down his ass. It was so erotic to be lubed up, the big man's fingers sliding so easily up and down his crease. It confused him slightly when Vin suddenly stopped and pulled his hand away, but he soon got his answer as to why.

Vin's cock felt very large and heavy when it softly landed on his ass. It was hot too, throbbing with need as it rested against him. The fact that Sabastian had turned him on so much made him feel proud and elated. Not to mention very, very horny. He couldn't believe that Vin's cock was actually pressed against him right now. Just hours ago, they hadn't even kissed.

Speaking of which, that sweet kiss on his ear made him close his eyes, taking a moment to really enjoy it. What Vin said touched him, his heart fluttering slightly.

What they had wasn't like when the father had him; it was so much different than that. The father had selfishly wanted to take him without any regard to how Sabastian felt. Or rather, it was as though he had enjoyed the fact that Sabastian didn't want him to touch him. With Vin, though he was technically dominating him, his control was on loan to be taken back at any time of the little blonde's choosing. He was always conscious of how Sabastian might feel; the man wanted his sub to feel safe and wanted, and that was the sexiest damn thing he had ever experienced. He felt safe releasing the reins and letting Vin take complete control because he knew he wouldn't abuse it.

He didn't answer Vin immediately, simply letting out a little, "hm..." as he felt the man's body push up to him more. The man flossing his big dick between his cheeks felt so good, teasing his little asshole while giving him the illusion that he was humping him. He wanted Vin to cum on his ass, to hear the man groan as he finally orgasmed for him. He thought to himself that he would give up his own chance to cum if he could just give Vin what he had given Sabastian earlier that day.

The little moan moaned as he felt his body being caressed once more, held gently by one arm and teased by the other. His sensitive nipple tingled almost unbearably as Vin's fingers slipped over it, sending pleasure to his tied-up cock each time. It really felt like they were having sex, even though Vin technically wasn't inside him right now. He never wanted this moment to end, kneeling there in the bed with Vin taking him from the back.

Sabastian opened his eyes and softly responded to Vin's earlier statement. "I know I can tell you to stop at any time. But I trust you, and I really want this. Besides..." Sabastian pushed his ass back against the man's big cock, rolling his hips to aid in Vin's thrusts. He looked up over his shoulder at him and offered him a drunk, slutty little smile, "I want to drive you a little crazy too."

 

[Drobabes]

Vin had to bite back a groan as he slid that little ass up his length, the warmth and lubrication feeling so intense there in the dark. How many dreams had he had over the past few days of doing something like this? And as wonderful as they had been, it hadn't come even close.

"I want to drive you a little crazy too."

He couldn't stop it that time, his hips almost involuntarily moving forward and his arm squeezing him just a little tighter as a pleased noise rumbled in his chest. His lips moved down to meet Sabastians for a sweet kiss before he moved back and gave him a smile of his own.

"You've been driving me crazy since I first woke up in that car with your legs in my lap."

His fingers slowed to linger on his nipple, changing tactic to move in slow, sensual circles and adding a very slight pinch every few seconds. Vin's other hand moved off of Sabastians hip and down, taking hold of the panty hose and giving it a playful little tug downward. He let his cock come back up, and then he gently pulled the cloth out and away from Sabastians body, so that the cloth tugged ever so slightly against the crease of his mushroom shaped head.

"Hmm...close your eyes."