Morning Coffee And Sweet Surprises (Closed to Poprockz)

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A kiss was just what the little man wanted. Well, not just that, but it was a good start. He loved the way Vin had squeezed him closer, thrusting with lust against his ass. It was as though Vin almost couldn't restrain himself, a sliver away from pushing Sabastian's face into the mattress and taking his ass hard. The thought of that sent a shiver of pleasure down his spine.

Sabastian chuckled at Vin's response, finding it cute that the man had been thinking about him even in the car with such an innocent touch as his legs draped across the man's lap. "Couldn't resist my sexy sexy legs, now could you?"

He grinned before he felt Vin's fingers pinch him, instead starting to pant softly again. The blonde man hummed his pleasure at the way his fingers were starting to become more seductive, slowly teasing him with tantalizing touches. Every time he would pinch, Sabastian secretly hoped he would pinch harder, but he didn't voice his desires yet. He wanted to see what Vin would do before he begged for anything from the man.

The tug on the panty hose made him moan though, even the slight attention to his cock feeling like such a relief. He was still dripping precum, his neglected cock aching to be touched more. When he felt the fabric pull and rub against the edge of his head he simply moaned, hoping to God Vin would continue. His cock wanted this so badly, and he felt safe enough that a few touches weren't going to make him cum... yet.

As requested, he closed his eyes, casting his sight into darkness and leaving it up to Vin to take care of him.

"Tied up... eyes closed... naked... Looks like I'm all yours," Sabastian purred softly, his heart beating quickly as he waited.

 

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"...Looks like I'm all yours..."

Vin made a low noise in the back of his throat as his lips bent down to kiss his neck and his fingers pinched and rolled that hard little bud. Sabastian couldn't have known just how good that made him feel; not just sexually, but on a much deeper level. He wanted it to mean more than just this night, more than just the bed and the dark, and the lust he was providing him. It almost scared him in a way-he had never felt like this before.

He moved both his hands down to his slender hips and gripped him, rubbing his hard cock up and down his crease, causing a bit of his own precum to leak out and add to the lubrication. Knowing that he couldn't keep it up for too long, he reluctantly moved away from his hot little ass and got in front of him. His warm hand went back to pinching and rolling that sensitive little nub while his other hand went down to take hold of the cloth once more.

Taking a careful look in the dark to make sure Sabastian actually had his eyes closed, Vin then dipped down and started a slow trail of wet kisses and gentle nips. He started just under his ear, the down his neck and following the line of his collar bone, and then...

He licked and kissed that smooth chest until he found his other nipple, and without warning, he latched on, lashing his tongue across the little hard nub while providing a gentle and consistent suction. In his hand, he held the pantyhose between his thumb and forefingers and began to tug it outwards once more, letting it pull against his cock before letting it loose once more. He kept this up while he sucked on Sabastians chest, gently tugging then letting go, tug and let go, building up a tortuous little rhythm and pulse.

 

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The little man let out a shuddering breath when Vin started to tweak his nipple again, the lips on his neck making him turn his head a bit as though inviting more of his kisses. The thrusts against his ass felt so primal, Sabastian never wanting him to stop. However, it seemed that Vin had other plans as he soon felt him withdrawing. Sabastian let out a little whine, wishing that he could have felt Vin cum for him.

Of course with his eyes closed, he could only sense that Vin paused for a moment in front of him. He wasn't sure what exactly he was doing, but he simply waited for more, soon feeling Vin's hot breath and his mouth following shortly after.

Vin's soft kisses and wet licks felt amazing, and Sabastian could almost imagine what his lips might feel like on his cock. He imagined they would be so soft, warm, and wet, they would probably make him cum instantly the moment they enveloped his member. If he felt Vin going that low, he would have to warn him not to-

Sabastian gasped and arched his back, not expecting that heavenly mouth to latch onto his nipple so suddenly and with such insistence. That tongue was merciless to his little rosebud, the spongy-wet feeling of it driving him wild. He knew having another man suck on his nipples would feel good, but he hadn't known that it would feel this good. It was all he could do not to open his eyes and watch Vin on his chest, one hand teasing his nipple while his mouth distracted the other.

He moaned with pleasure and desperation, feeling his cock being tugged slightly. It wasn't a one-time thing either, that he might have been able to stand. No, it started going in a rhythm, almost like he was being jerked off. The action of pulling on the pantyhose stimulated the rest of his cock as well, the skin being pulled ever so slightly and giving him almost phantom feelings of a hand on his member. God, he wanted to look so badly, but he knew Vin would be disappointed if he didn't keep his eyes shut and let him have his fun.

The feeling was very slowly building though, his hips starting to move slightly with Vin's tugs, his body wanting more of that feeling. It was hard to hold back his moans and whimpers now, the sounds of lust and desire more readily pouring from his mouth for Vin, as though it was the only way he could tell him that he made him feel better than anything he had felt before, and that Vin was all he wanted.

 

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His pace in his actions slowly increased. The rhythmic tugging on the cloth fell into pace with his thrusts, pulling further outward as Sabastians hips thrust forward, and Vins tongue on his little bud began to circle it with increasing speed as his other hand pinched with more force, adding a bit of pain to the sensations.

The way Sabastian was reacting to him was driving him crazy. His moans and whimpers were so full of lust and need that it was making his own cock twitch with it's own need to spill it's seed. He bit down on Sabastians nipple, just a little bit roughly, and let out a little growl. Vin wasn't sure how much longer he could hold back himself, so he decided it was time.

The hand that was playfully tugging the pantyhose gave one last little pull, then gathered up the extra cloth hanging down and wrapped it around Sabastians cock. He then gripped his throbbing member, loving that he could just about fit the whole thing in his hand, and started to softly stroke it with a gentle pressure. His other freed his tortured little bud and moved back behind him to grip his ass firmly. Then, giving one final lick to his chest, he moved his face back up to his neck and nuzzled just under his ear.

"Cum for me."

The hand on his ass pulled his hips forward so that he was all but flushed against Vin's chest while he continued to stroke him with the soft cloth, the tip of his cock now kissing Vin's own skin and smearing the precum against his groin, making him shudder and squeeze his ass a little harder.

 

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It was increasing- all of Vin's movements seemed to be gaining momentum as he played with Sabastian's creamy little body. He couldn't stop squirming, his body unable to remain still from the way Vin pinched his nipple hard, among other things. He knew just how to make the little blonde mad with lust and was obviously using it to his advantage.

When he bit his nipple, Sabastian mewled, wishing he had his hands free so he could hold Vin's head against his chest and keep his teeth digging into him. That growl the big man made... Holy fuck was it sexy.

Sabastian's toes curled and his body trembled, the little man approaching his limit. His face was completely flushed from the effort of controlling his urge to cum. He finally came to the point where he knew he couldn't last more than about 20 seconds more, so he prepared to beg Vin for release. To his surprise, he didn't have to.

He felt his rhythm temporarily interrupted as the fabric was wrapped around him, denying him the feeling of direct contact with Vin's hand. That big hand dwarfed his cock, and he couldn't have been happier to at least vicariously feel his touch. He briefly wondered if it was a good thing that his cock wasn't all that impressive. Of course he couldn't imagine a scenario where he was fucking Vin in the ass, but he was curious if Vin found bigger cocks more attractive in general. He knew that for himself, even the outline of Vin's big cock in his boxers turned him quite a bit.

His train of thought was interrupted as the man started stroking slowly, reaching back to cup Sabastian's ass possessively.

He shivered from the feeling of the cold night air on his saliva-covered nipple, feeling Vin coming closer to his face. Was it going to be a kiss? Was he going to lick his neck? Despite really wanting to cum, part of him wished it could last for hours. Having Vin touch and kiss him with a mixture of sweetness and roughness was absolutely divine. One might think that being tied up and teased might feel a bit degrading, but Sabastian only felt sexy and desired. Maybe he was being swept away by his own feelings toward the man, but it almost felt like Vin handled him like something small and precious, like he might feel more than just sexual interest in him.

"Cum for me."

He felt himself being pulled against him as those words were spoken and it was as though his body recognized exactly what it meant the moment it left his lips. His body stopped fighting and he felt pleasure flow up and down his body until it concentrated in his cock, becoming an overwhelming wave of need. "Vin!" he whimpered in bliss as his hips bucked and his cock jumped, erupting against the other man's groin. Several large thick ropes of white cum were shot onto his cinnamon skin, Sabastian's entire body shaking from the intensity of it.

 

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Sabastian was rewarded with another low growl as Vin bit down gently on his neck and pulled him even closer, his big hand continuing to stroke the little man as if he were trying to milk him of every last drop. The way that he trembled in his arms and called out his name had him grinding up against him, seeking out his own release, and he had to stop himself and pull back before he found it.

"Good boy" he whispered into his ear, a little tremble running through his own body with how strong his need for the man was at that moment. Sabastian had done exactly as he was told, even managing to hold his hands behind his back during it, and he had certainly earned his reward.

He released his cock to moved both of his hands behind him and wrap him into a warm hug, holding him and stroking his back gently as he caught his breath. When Vin felt like he had had enough time and he wouldn't fall over if released, he kissed his neck gently then moved off of the bed for a moment. He left his hands tied up, but Vin grabbed the bottle of vodka and brought it over to him, offering him another drink if he wanted it before they continued. Once that was done, he came back up onto the bed and untied the cloth from Sabastians cock grabbing the little tube of Vaseline once he was done.

This time, he got quite a good amount on his fingers before sitting the tub aside. With that cocky grin on his face again, he bent down and started to kiss Sabastian, not demanding this time, but soft and sweet. With him now slight distracted, he got some of the Vaseline on his other hand, and then he began to apply it generously to both sides the little mans body.

One hand worked it smoothly along the crease of his ass, making sure to coat him from top to bottom. His other hand began to spread it over his now freed cock liberally, his fingers teasing as they worked. When Vin at last felt like Sabastian was covered well enough, he broke off the kiss just long enough to speak one more time.

"Your free to cum as you please, but keep your hands behind your back or I'll stop what I'm doing."

With that, he claimed his mouth once more and the hand on his ass dipped into those soft cheeks. He used his whole hand to glide up and down his length a few times, and then one finger began to gently but insistently breach his puckered little ring. While he was doing this, his other hand gripped Sabastians cock and laid it against his own. Using the strength of his fingers, he began to stroke them both, holding them together as his hand slipped up and down easily with the aid of the lubrication.

 

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One last spurt of cum came out when Vin whispered in his ear, complimenting him on how good he had been. Those two little words felt like the most important ones he would hear tonight, proof that Vin was pleased with him. He couldn't believe he had held out for so long, but he was glad he did. It was like having run a marathon you didn't think you could complete, and yet you eventually found yourself at the finish line.

The pride at his accomplishment swelled up in his chest and as he panted with Vin's arms around him, he had a big smile on his face. He felt such a connection to Vin at that moment. Their bodies were so close together, the heat of Vin's skin meeting the warmth of his own. It was like he desperately needed Vin's approval and had been rewarded with it for his efforts.

He simply rested against Vin for a few moments, basking in that comforting feeling of those large hands rubbing his back. Sabastian assumed that Vin was done with him for the night, perhaps seeking his own climax. Maybe since Sabastian had been so good, he might let him help with that. Ah well, for now he would just rest and let his breath slow to a normal breath.

When Vin kissed his neck and got up, Sabastian expectantly held his hands out behind him, having expected Vin to untie him. When Vin did not, he wondered if maybe the big man had simply forgotten about it. He heard him drinking liquid and assumed it was the vodka, the idea confirmed when he smelled it coming near him. He stuck his tongue out to feel for where the bottle was before letting Vin tilt it back for him to take a drink or two. Once done, he licked his lips and sighed happily.

Since the vaseline's lid was already off, Sabastian was none the wiser when Vin scooped up two large portions. All he knew was that Vin's soft, sweet lips were now pushed against him with such affection and tenderness. It was the kind of kiss people traded after a nice fuck-session, one that spoke of that connection they shared during the night- not that Sabastian would know, imagining that this was the case.

Lulled into a sense of security by the kiss, he made a little surprised noise when he felt the slick lube being spread up and down his ass, being even more surprised when it was applied to his cock at the same time. His member had been softening slightly from having just cum so hard, but with the teasing of Vin's fingers, it was starting to swell and throb once more. It would seem that Vin didn't intend to release him just yet after all.

"You're free to cum as you please, but keep your hands behind your back or I'll stop what I'm doing."

"Alright. I'll leave things in your capable hands then. Can I open my eyes?"

Sabastian grinned and shivered with excitement before his mouth was taken again, wondering whether Vin was going to finish what he started as far as fucking him with his cock sandwiched between his cheeks. He really liked the idea, but he loved the thought of Vin cumming for him even more. Vin hadn't gotten any relief even when jerking Sabastian off earlier that day, so he thought to himself that he really deserved it.

Mmm... His kiss was intoxicating, much more so than the vodka he could taste in his mouth.

The little blonde broke the kiss and moaned, leaning his forehead against Vin's shoulder as he panted and felt one of the man's digits slowly working inside his trembling ass. He couldn't believe Vin was actually going to finger him right now. He thought he would be more nervous than he was, but perhaps the booze was turning his feelings of nervousness to ones of longing and lust. The finger felt so intrusive, and at the same time, that was kind of the charm of it in some ways. He liked the feeling of being taken by Vin, the man pushing his fingers deep inside him.

Coupled with the feeling of his cock rubbing against Vin's and being stroked at the same time, he knew he was going to be on a hair trigger.

 

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Hm, should he let him open his eyes, or tell him to keep them shut? While he knew that having your eyes closed could slightly enhance the stimulation-being one less distraction, he found that he rather liked the idea of Sabastian being able to see just how big he had made him.

"Yes, open your eyes."

The feeling of his little hard cock pressed against his own as he simultaneously stroked them was maddening, and he found it difficult not to increase the speed and pressure a bit. When he laid his little blond head against his shoulder, he responded with a soft groan and let the hand resting in his crease insistently push that digit just a bit further, getting almost a full knuckle worked in before beginning to pull back out and plunge in once more. It was a little difficult to keep the hand at his backside going at a slower pace, especially when he wanted so badly to just buck his hips hard and paint his chest in cum, but he manages to do it. That thick finger works slowly, thrusting with a slow rhythm until the tight little ring has all but sucked it in past the second knuckle, and then, with another push, past it.

"God you're tight" Vin groaned, thrusting his hand out just a bit before plunging back in. His hips jerked slightly as he stroked them both, feeling his own impending orgasm and not being able to restrain himself as well as he had.

 

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Sabastian opened his eyes, adjusting to the dimness of the room and pulling back from Vin's shoulder. He wanted to see what Vin's cock looked like, his eyes drifting down until he saw it. He simply stared for a moment, watching the man stroke their cocks together. It was big, thick, and long, completely befitting such a large, strong man. It made his own cock look small and unimpressive in comparison.

He wasn't able to soak in the sight for too long however, as he felt Vin's finger push further into his ass. Sabastian moaned and leaned his head against Vin's shoulder again for support. Vin's finger felt very large when the entire thing was inside him. It almost felt like it could be a cock all on its own, which made Sabastian wonder just how the fuck he was going to take that huge pole of Vin's when it came time. Vin would probably have to gag him from how loud he would moan and wail.

"God you're tight"

Sabastian smiled to himself at that comment, happy that Vin thought his ass was fun to play with.

While Vin's finger-thrusts were slow, they turned Sabastian on to the point where combined with the stroking, he knew he was going to pop. It slowly rose inside him, the sweet pleasure of Vin's masterful hands. The little man moaned helplessly, sounding a bit more feminine or boyish than masculine. It bugged him a bit that he didn't sound manly when he was being fucked, but he wasn't going to bring it up if Vin didn't.

His hips started thrusting a bit again, his ass pushing back against the man's thick digit while encouraging the hand that was stroking him off. Soon he couldn't hold back any longer, his back arching and pulling him back from Vin's shoulder so that his head was tilted back, his soft pink lips open in a cry of ecstasy. His cock pulsed and throbbed, twitching as he shot his seed all over his own stomach, several ropes of semen now oozing slowly down his skin.

Panting raggedly, his attention turned to Vin and he gave him a pleading look, "Please cum on me, Vin. I need it. Please..." Being an unexpectedly flexible man, he leaned backwards onto his back, still technically in a kneeling position. Since Vin was still in his ass, it pulled him forward a bit so he was slightly leaning over the blonde. His mismatched eyes looked up into Vin's eyes, waiting for him to ice him like a cupcake.

 

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His little noises and movements were turning him on so much. The pitch of his voice changing from a normal, masculine one, to that almost feminine boyish one made him plunge his finger in even further and let out a low moan as he began to stroke them with a new speed. When Sabastian suddenly pulled back from him, he knew the little man was going to cum and he opened his own eyes, not having realized he closed them, to try and take in the beautiful sight. And it was a beautiful sight.

With the soft moonlight coming through the window, his pale body looked almost surreal as he shuddered and came for him once more. He could feel his cock pulse against his own as his thick spurts painted his belly, and Vin continued to finger fuck him as he tried to intensify his orgasm. When it seemed the last of his warm spurts had ceased, Vin started to slow his hand down to get ready to focus on himself.

"Please cum on me, Vin. I need it. Please..."

He almost lost it and came right then and there. He had not been expecting such an intense and raw response, so full of legitimate need. Instead, however, as Sabastian leaned back and he found himself being pulled with him, he leaned forward and pressed his lips against that soft mouth-the mouth that had just begged and pleaded for him to cum.

The hand that had been stroking them let go so that he could reach over to the side of the bed and prop himself up with it, his other hand not willing to move from that tight little ass, the lust of being able to finger fuck Sabastian making him moan into the kiss. However, he knew he was going to blow any second, so while he still had just a dread of self control, he pulled his finger out, slowly, knowing it could hurt if he did it too quickly, and then with that hand now free as well, he gripped the little blonds slender hip with almost a bruising strength. His own hips began to jerk as he humped his thick cock against his creamy pale cum soaked stomach, and with a sudden shudder, he pulled Sabastians hip up against his cock as he held himself still and then groaned loudly into the kiss, his own thick spurts unleashing themselves from his body and painting themselves over the already sticky mess that was his warm skin.

It took him a moment to finish, not having jerked off or cum in some time, and by the time he stopped moaning and finally released those soft lips so they could both breath, he had left the little blond absolutely soaked in cum. He was panting hard, and stealing small kisses between each heavy inhalation as he came down from that exceptional high. His cock, still thick and twitching from the attention, smeared their combined fluids together as he ground against him one last time, then rolled off to the side.

He was still breathing hard, as if he had just ran a mile, as he reached under Sabastians back and pulled the little makeshift handcuff loose with one tug. Once his hands were free and he could move them out from under him, Vin draped one of his own arms over his small chest and simply rested for a moment. When at last his breathing stilled, he kissed him softly on his shoulder and then let out a happy sort of humming noise from deep in his chest.

 

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The way Vin had finger-fucked him at the end was so pleasurable; it was basically what he thought having a man's finger in his ass should really feel like, not that disgusting and needy way the father had done it. At that time it was a means to an end, the real goal being to take him in the ass with his greedy cock. Vin's finger obviously wanted him to moan and squirm with each gentle thrust, and damn he was so fucking good at it too.

When Vin's lips met his once more, he kissed the man back passionately, not necessarily dominating his mouth with his tongue, but more showing him how badly he wanted to feel Vin climax on top of him. It was a desperate dance his tongue was doing in Vin's mouth, beseeching with every flick and twirl.

He moaned into Vin's mouth as he felt that thick finger slowly being withdrawn from his ass, thinking to himself that he couldn't wait to feel it inside the next time. His ass now felt a bit empty, the phantom feeling of Vin's finger being felt slightly, making him shiver.

With the hand now on his hip, he loved the way it gripped him with lust. Everything was culminating to this moment, the moment when Vin was finally going to cum for him. The little blond wished he could caress the man's face and chest, or wrap his legs gently against the man's hips as he thrusted, but he still really liked the position he was in- tied up on his back as Vin took him as he liked. That big cock rubbing against his hip was so erotic, especially the fact that it was throbbing for Sabastian himself.

He had never felt so wanted. It felt like every movement Vin made and ever time his eyes either met his own or traveled over his skin, that Vin was turned on by him. Being gay, in school he mostly kept it to himself, not wanting to draw the ire of some of the less open-minded students. For that reason, he hadn't come out of the closet until later in high school, nor had he taken a boyfriend. Mostly he expressed himself online.

Around the time they left his dad, when they finally settled it was because Damien's parents had hired them. Technically he was still going to school at the time, but he was still allowed to have a part-time job helping in the kitchens. It was a free place to stay with his mom being a live-in maid.

When he was in high school he had been tricked and outed, resulting in some bullying. Thankfully it was near the end of school so it wasn't something where he couldn't just put his head down and muscle through. Near the end of senior year, his mom had been given her diagnosis. At first things were fairly normal, but as time went on she began to get sicker and more in need of Sabastian's help with everyday things. She had always softly chided him about needing to get out more and make new experiences, but while he hoped she would get better he knew that if she didn't then those moments with her would be more important than going out and

Damien's family had given them great insurance, but despite that, she had still passed away. Sabastian had been offered a job as a live-in butler, Damien's mother making passes at him every now and then. He had been considering working elsewhere, but the pay was good, the perks were good, and he had grown attached to the rest of the staff.

By the increasing speed of Vin's hips, he had been expecting it when the man finally groaned against his mouth, his cock releasing his seed all over his small lover. Sabastian wished he could watch the man shooting his cream all over him, but he would settle for being able to kiss those soft lips. He could feel it though, and was surprised by the copious amount of cum that had been released onto him. Vin must have either been very turned on, or not have cum in a while. It gave him great satisfaction either way to have given him that climax.

The both lay there panting as Vin pulled off of him, and Sabastian soon found his hands free once more. He looked down and saw how much Vin had made a mess of him and his eyes widened. If that amount of cum were to be expelled into his ass, he would feel so damn full. It was such a sexy thought that he felt a tingle down his spine. He moved a bit so that his legs were no longer folded and took his hands out from behind his back, panting softly as Vin kissed his shoulder.

He smiled and close his eyes, sighing softly, "that was... amazing. Thank you... I only hope it was as good for you as it was for me. I don't think I've ever cum that hard in my life." In the afterglow of their lustful session, he couldn't help but feel very attached to Vin. There was something so intimate about laying naked next to someone else who had seen one's lewd face and heard their sweet moans and still had care and respect for them.

 

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Vin stared at his little body in the shadows, a big smile plastered on his face as he listened to Sabastian compliment him. He couldn't see him as well anymore, the moon having moved in the sky to a point where it no longer provided them with enough light for his regular eyes to see anything but dim outlines. Still, he wished he could.

"It was. I don't think I've ever cum so hard either."

He was quiet for a moment, wanting to say more. It had only been one night though, and while Vin usually wasn't one to hold his emotions back from people, the little man under his arm, snuggled up against his chest, felt more important than anyone who had ever come before him. Vin felt that small creep of fear again; fear of the attachment he was so quickly forming for the little blond. Suddenly he started to get up and move away off the bed, and with a quick "be right back", he made his way to the bathroom.

The sound of the sink could be heard, and then a moment later he returned with a wet towel. He crawled back up on the bed and softly cleaned their combined cum off of his creamy skin with the warm towel. When he was done, he tossed the towel down on the ground and crawled up Sabastians little body, giving him another kiss. His kiss was slower this time, softer. Not as demanding or crushing, but just as if he simply wanted to enjoy the feeling of his lips against his own. When he broke it off, he didn't go far, moving down to his neck to give him a soft kiss there, and then another on his chest, just above the nipple that he had toyed with so thoroughly. Then he rolled back onto his side and pulled Sabastian up against his chest.

"I'm glad you woke me up" he said with a bit of humor, almost seeming like he was trying to hold back a laugh.

 

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Sabastian smiled to himself when Vin divulged that he too had reached new heights. Since Vin had likely been with several more experienced people before him, he assumed Vin was saying it only for his benefit. However, he found the sentiment sweet nonetheless. That Vin wanted to make him feel special was special in of itself.

He let what he assumed was a comfortable silence hang between them, simply laying there and enjoying the feeling of being close to him. When Vin got up, he looked over, catching a look on Vin’s face he didn’t recognize. It made his stomach twist just a bit, worry creeping into the back of the little blonde’s mind. Why did he look uncomfortable? Or maybe he was worried about something himself? Was it something Sabastian had done?

He rubbed his forehead when Vin went into the bathroom, feeling a bit insecure. Sabastian decided to push it out of his mind for now; he was too tired for such thoughts tonight, and he wanted to enjoy the intimacy between them. Besides, maybe he was misreading things, and Vin was just thinking of a cringey memory or something.

He recognized the towel in Vin’s hands and thought it was cute when he started to clean him off. The man was so gentle and almost nurturing the way he wiped and cleaned. When it was done, he closed his eyes during those three sweet kisses. Why did Vin have to be so fucking sweet, disarming Sabastian while making him want to abandon his efforts to keep him safe and just lose his heart to the man.

“I’m glad you weren’t angry that a drunk blonde boy woke you up by grinding his ass on you,” Sabastian chuckled, turning on his side and cuddling up closer to the man’s chest and taking a deep breath of his wonderful scent in.

 

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There it was, he couldn't hold that deep rumble back any longer. He kept his laugh quieter than normal though, not wanting to break the comfortable silence of the early morning hours, as he hugged Sabastian just a bit closer to his chest. His hand reached up to stroke his hair and he let out a contented sigh.

"I don't think I'll ever got tired of being woken up by a drunk blond boy grinding his ass on me, if that drunk blond boy is you."

He laughed again, though this time it came out more as a chuckle. It was obvious he was still tired, his movements a bit slow as he caressed his soft blond hair and his back. Vin was reminded momentarily of the last time he had slept with them in the woods, and the look he had shot Damien when he had admitted to only being with Cora for a few weeks. At that moment, he had thought it wholly unhealthy, but now, as he lay in that big bed and held Sabastian so close to his heart, he couldn't help but wonder if it was a bit how Damien had felt. Had he been as taken with Cora as he was now taken with Sabastian? What did it mean? Was he over thinking it, or should he just do what he usually did and live in the moment, simply enjoying the experience for what it was and while he had the time to do so?

He made that happy rumbling sound in his chest once again as he gave Sabastian another hugging squeeze and he buried his nose in his soft blond hair. His feet sought out his much cooler ones to play footsy with and cool himself down. The feelings rolling around inside him were intense, so he decided to try and sort them out later. For right now he just wanted to enjoy cuddling with the small pirate man.

 

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Sabastian grinned and simply enjoyed the feeling of Vin holding him close, their feet soon cuddled close together. He found himself becoming more and more drowsy, his eyes drooping and then closing as his breath slowed. The little man felt safe and warm, Vin’s arms being the perfect place to sleep. He wondered if things would be different in the morning now that they’d been intimate, and he hoped that if things were, that they were changed for the better.

“Goodnight Delvin... Maybe in the morning I’ll try to find you some cherries too...” his voice drifted off and the little man fell soundly asleep. The only dreams he had at that point were dreams of working at the manor.

 

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Another small chuckle left his lips as he thought about the double meaning behind finding him a cherry, and then soon, he too was asleep. He slept through the night soundly, cuddled up so close, and he didn't wake even as the sun burned bright through the window the next morning.
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Cora woke up with a bit of a headache, but nothing too bad. She had had much worse hangovers in the past. She stretched out on the bed and yawned, not having slept so well in a very long time, and when she sat up and rubbed her eyes, she realized how high the sun already was in the sky. Damn she had slept a while though.

As she scooted her way off the bed, she noticed Bowie was nowhere to be found, but she wasn't too worried. She often let him free roam her apartment, as he always came slithering back when she banged the spoon against the little bowl, signalling it was time for food. Speaking of which, she remembered that he hadn't had anything to eat in a few weeks now. She was going to have to go digging under some piles of logs or discarded trash and find him a good sized rat or a few mice, maybe even catch a bird if she could.

Suddenly she sat up a bit straighter as she remembered what had happened. The way he had bobbed his little head to the music and then curled up between the both of them to sleep. Blinking and looking around the room, she wondered quite seriously if she hadn't simply dreamed it.

 

[Poprockz]

On the nightstand there was a steaming cup of coffee, signaling that Damien was already awake and was likely downstairs making breakfast.

And so he was. Downstairs, Damien had dug through the cabinets and found some pancake mix, the type one just had to add water to. He added water, a bit of vanilla, a bit of sugar, and a hint of cinnamon before going outside. The man didn't want to turn on the generator and wake everyone within a five-mile radius, so he simply built a fire and cooked with a cast-iron skillet over the flickering flames. While he waited for two of the pancakes to bubble, he went to the table inside and set out some plates and silverware, along with some glasses. He found some unopened apple juice, maple syrup, peanut butter, jam, and honey. All of those items were set on the table, including the full pot of coffee.

There was something very nice about being the first one up- everything was so peaceful and he found himself wondering what Cora liked on her pancakes. The man flipped the two on the skillet, revealing their perfectly browned sides. He smiled to himself, his grey eyes fixed on their breakfast.

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Downstairs, Sabastian stirred, still cuddled up to Vin. The little man looked up at Vin's sleeping face and he smiled, finding it to be adorable. It was so wonderful to be able to wake up next to the man who had so sweetly taken him that night. The morning was a bit chilly, especially with no heating in the house, but Sabastian was toasty under the covers with Vin being the furnace he was.

However, now that he was no longer drunk, Sabastian found himself feeling a bit self-conscious and embarrassed. It was a bit embarrassing that he had woken Vin up like that, shamelessly rubbing himself against the man's body. What if Vin had been made to be uncomfortable. He seemed to have liked it, but what about the next time Sabastian did something lewd, perhaps it would go over the line.

He wondered if he could disentangle himself from Vin without waking him, so he endeavored to try. Very slowly, he started wiggling backward out of Vin's grasp, making sure to stop every now and then if it looked like he had been disturbed.

 

[Drobabes]

She noticed the coffee and smiled sweetly. It almost felt like something private shared between the two of them, waking up to a cup of coffee.

Her smile faultered a bit as she remembered writing her goodby note before she had snuck out the window. She almost wished she had had the courage to wake him up that morning, and while she could admit to herself now that she had left her address on purpose, she knew it wouldn't have been the same if she had woken him up. She had to know if he could truly let her go, and if she had woken him up and he hadn't let her leave, it would have broke her.

She picked the cup up, sipping on the warm drink and enjoying the creamer he had added. When she was done, she took a shower and then headed downstairs. Not immediately seeing Damien in the kitchen, she went outside and wandered until she found him crouched over the skillet.

"Something smells good, and I don't mean breakfast."

Her arms wrapped around his chest and she laid her face against his back, enjoying the feeling of his solid body. It was already pretty hot though, so she didn't linger for too long. Pulling back, she looked around and asked "can I help with anything?"
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Vin didn't move an inch, sleeping as hard as a corpse in a coffin. His soft snores were the only indication that he was even still among the living.

 

[Poprockz]

Damien noticed her coming over, smiling at the cup of coffee she had in her hand and feeling happy she had accepted his little morning gift of caffeine. He sighed as she wrapped her arms around him and despite the heat he would have been glad to have her there all morning.

The man chuckled at what she said, “well, I figured since I skipped out on a shower last night, I should probably get all nice and clean this morning. Not only for that cute nose of yours, but also so that I don’t offend the bloodhound too much.” He gave her a knowing smirk and put the two pancakes on a plate, pouring two more into the skillet.

“Hmm... well, I’ve got the dining room table set up and stuff, but do you think we should have some kind of protein? I could make spam again as a side, or maybe some eggs if they’re still good.” His grey eyes looked up at her, taking in that beautiful face. He hoped she would like the pancakes, especially since she was probably a bit hungover from last night.

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Sabastian grinned at how soundly he slept, slipping out of the bed and finding his eyepatch. He didn’t want Vin to think he just abandoned him in bed since Sabastian wouldn’t want the same thing done to him. For that reason, he wrapped the eyepatch around the man’s wrist very lightly like a bracelet.

With that, he put his boxers back on and redressed, using the restroom before heading for the stairs. He took one last look at Vin and smiled before opening the door and exiting. Something smelled delicious, making his mouth water as he followed the scent outside and found Damien and Cora outside.

“Good morning you two,” he yawned, covering his mouth.

 

[Drobabes]

Cora had gave him a little snicker when he mentioned bloodhound, and she stretched a bit more as she thought a little about adding something to the meal. She had always been fine with just one thing in any dish she had, but she understood most people wanted a little variety in their meal.

"Good morning you two,"

Cora heard Sabastian coming out and said "good morning" before she actually took a look at him. When she saw the hickies, her eyes widened a little and she almost smiled. However, it quickly dropped into a slight frown as her face started to heat up with a little blush, realizing she was probably matching him in the hicky department, perhaps even more. Very quickly she turned her nose back to her coffee and started to take a small sip as she answered Damien.

"Right, eggs. Protein.."

Suddenly she coughed, choking on her coffee a bit as it went down the wrong side as she realized the possible double meaning behind what she had just said. With even more of a blush now on her face, she turned tail and all but ran to the kitchen, saying over her shoulder.

"I'll go get the eggs!"

 

[Poprockz]

Sabastian raised his eyebrow and crossed his arms as he watched her reaction, not remembering that he had hickies on his neck. He hadn’t bothered looking in the mirror that morning and had absolutely no idea that Vin’s love bites were loud and proud on his pale skin. His eyes followed her as she escaped into the kitchen. And he looked then over to Damien.

“What’s up with her?”

The pancake-flipping cook looked up at him, his own steely eyes zeroing in on the bruised spots on his neck. It would seem that Sabastian had finally let Vin get a bit closer to him. His lips curled up just slightly and he shrugged, looking back at his pancakes. “No idea,” he replied, a slight amused tone to his voice.

The blonde looked at him suspiciously before turning and going back inside. Something was up, and he was going to find out what. Maybe it was an inside joke between the two of them though. As he came into the kitchen, he saw the hickies on her neck and blushed slightly. So that was it: she was embarrassed about those.

He came over and leaned against a cabinet. “Soooo... how’s your head?”

 

[Drobabes]

She hadn't been able to find any eggs in the fridge, not that she had left it open long, as the smell emanating from it was putrid, but she had found some cans of baked beans in the top cupboard and she thought those might be good to have later. When Sabastian walked in, she quickly turned the side with all the hickies on her neck away from him and acted as if she was very busy indeed.

"Soooo... how’s your head?"

Her arm froze for a second, and then she burst out laughing, sitting another can down on the counter. She had gotten her own love bites before the alcohol, but the memory of their midnight rendezvous was still quite hilarious, especially now in the light of day.

"My head is just fine."

She looked at him then, sitting her coffee down and crossing her arms. Her eyes narrowed and her smirk grew mischievous.

"How was sleeping with Vin?" she asked quietly.

Suddenly she looked over Sabastians shoulder and her eyes widened a little.

"Speak of the devil..."

She quickly grabbed her coffee and a can of spam and once more made her exit from the room, still quite embarrassed with her hickies, and gave Vin nothing more than a shy smile and a quick "morning!"

He moved aside for her, still rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He had dressed of course, but his hair was a little unkempt.

"Morning" he said, then looked over his shoulder as she went, wondering where the fire was. When his eyes turned back to Sabastian,he gave him an easy smile and sauntered over, holding out the eye patch for him.

"You tied that so sweetly around my wrist that I was tempted to keep it."

Meanwhile, now outside once more, Cora made her way over to Damien and handed him the can of spam she had dug out. Before he took it from her, however, she pulled it out of his reach and gave him a sly smile.

"There's a price for this spam."

 

[Poprockz]

“How was sleeping with Vin?”

Sabastian’s eyes went wide and his embarrassed little face went bright red. How did she know?! He stood there, shocked, not knowing how to reply to that. Was she asking how it was to sleep with him, or how it was to sleep with him? How was he supposed to talk about something so private? He wasn’t even able to get a peep out before she mentioned that Vin was behind him, leaving the two men in the kitchen so she could go back outside to Damien.

He turned around to look at Vin, taking the eyepatch from him and giving him a little smile. “If you kept it for yourself, I would have had to persuade you to give it back... I suppose it’s a good thing you’re such a gentleman, isn’t it?” The little man smirked and turned away, going into the kitchen so he could see if there were any cherries left.

Hopping onto the counter, he stood up and looked through the shelves, his eyes lighting up as he came back with not one, but two little jars of maraschino cherries, holding them aloft for Vin to see. He looked down and gave Vin a big grin and said, “see! Told you I’d find some cherries for you! They’re so sweet, I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of them.”

Meanwhile, Damien absentmindedly reached for the can, looking up when there was nothing but air to grab. Her words made him smirk and he gave her his full attention.

“Oh? You’re extorting me for spam now? What would I have to do to get that delicious salty meat from you, then? Rob a bank? Do the dishes?” His hand reached slowly out to her, rubbing his thumb on the button of her jeans. “Pour syrup all over you like a pancake and lick you clean?” His voice was silky, playful, clearly enjoying the opportunity to tease her.

 

[Drobabes]

"Dam, I didn't even think of that. Maybe I'll have to steal it back again..."

His hand came forward, reaching for the eyepatch and coming up short as Sabastian hopped up on the counter. He crossed his arms and stood there with a toothy grin, watching with amusement as Sabastian dug through the cupboard. When he found what he was looking for, Vin simply laughed and walked over.

He took a look over his shoulders, making sure Damien and Cora weren't nearby, and then he came to Stand by Sabastion. His hands rubbed up the sides of his legs until they reached his hips, and he gently pulled him forward until Sabastians crotch was near his face. With a cocky grin he looked up into those beautiful eyes and said, "mm, they may be sweet, but I'd rather eat your cherry."
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Cora's smile only grew more soft as Damien stood up to tease her, even just the simple touch of his hands on her waist like that making a little thrill run through her body. She kept the can of spam behind her back, but she stood up on her toes to kiss him. When she leaned back, she took her time before deciding to answer.

"I like syrup" she finally said, her eyes meeting him with the same playfulness.

"You know, you're eyes look really cool under the sun. I've never seen that shade before in someone."

Under the light of day, she could now see that his eyes were probably some shade of blue, but they were so light, so lacking in color, that they almost matched the dark shirt he was wearing. They were intense, and in her opinion, absolutely beautiful.

 

[Poprockz]

When Vin pulled him forward, he was at the edge of the counter, threatening to fall forward if Vin gave him even one more tug. He watched as that wickedly handsome man teased the sides of his legs, the touch feeling so sexy even if they weren't skin-to-skin. He was already blushing, so he couldn't get any redder, but he definitely resembled the cherries he was holding up when Vin made his flirty comment.

He squirmed a bit, his cock stirring slightly. Just the thought of Vin's hot, wet mouth wrapped around him made his heart start to beat quicker. "V-Vin! If you talk like that before breakfast then I'm going to have to eat my breakfast with tight pants, you flirt!" The little blonde scolded shyly. He started to pull away slightly as though he was gathering his balance to hop down.

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He kissed her back softly, chuckling at her response. "Oh, I've heard. My sources tell me you like your syrup straight from the tap." His grin grew a bit wider as both of his hands went to her hips, slowly making their way backwards toward her ass, and incidentally toward the can of Spam. He wondered what it was she wanted from him. Maybe it would be something as simple as a custom meal request, or for him to watch her clothes when they were at the river.

The man was a bit surprised by her comment about his eyes, though. He enjoyed the compliment, glad that his "cold" eyes were actually beautiful to her. The man wondered to himself briefly what the world looked like through her eyes. Did she see beauty where there was none, or merely see beauty that was hidden? In any case, his hands continued to creep backwards.

"I could stare at your eyes for days, I think mine pale in comparison. What did you want to ask me?"