viiajero
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his stomach was smooth, warm to the touch even under
the cover of the water. the knots that had tied themselves
just underneath where Ezekiel’s hand slid across were slowly
coiling up again, though this time not due to fear of contact,
but due to pure and unbridled lust.
‘ N -- nn. ‘
he couldn’t make any coherent sounds, hips pressing up against
the tightness of the grip around him. fingertips curled into the edge
of the tub, red hair fallen against his now rouged cheeks. he didn’t
dare force the dom to touch him with more fever, but the whispers
of more weren’t stoppered from his mouth.
Tattooed hands travel down into the soapy water,
gliding over Earl’s wet body with relative ease. His fingers
find the boy’s cock — tip already swollen — just below
the water’s surface, and he grips it softly at first,
letting slow strokes move waves against the bubbles
forming around the tub.
—— ❝What about this?
His stroking picks up speed, warm breath clinging to the little’s ear
while he coos. Zeke can’t help the smirk that hints at his features,
nor the way his grip begins to grow more firmly, until it starts to squeeze.
The dom’s muscles tense, free hand wandering up from the water
and rubbing over the boy’s abs, chest, hips…
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the slight pull on his hair brought a smile from his
lips. it fell back into place as soon as it was let go
of, suds and all. his muscles flexed slowly as he
leaned back into Ezekiel, all too happy to be close
to him. as long as it had taken, he couldn't imagine
anywhere more peaceful. he had no worries there.
' Okay. It all feels so good. '
his words were quiet, as if he thought if he spoke too
loud, he might shatter their dynamic. he shifted so it
was easier for the dom to touch him. he wanted more.
He smiles, enjoying the steam between them as it twirls
in the air, and the small sighs that leak from Earl’s lips.
Ezekiel tugs at the boy’s fiery mane — a playful, small
gesture that was more affection than harshness. It had
been awhile since anyone of importance sank in the
concave of his bathtub, and he soaked in the view with
utter glee.
The dom leans closer, his lips mere centimeters away
from the redhead’s ear.
—— ❝Good. Use your words. Tell me
if I need to stop.
His breath is calming, lulling even, as it breaches against
Earl’s neck. His hands go from the boy’s scalp, trailing
down his chest; covering him more soap along the way.
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truthfully, the boy had no money to pay for a shoot.
his only aim was to look at the pictures, green eyes
scanning over the shots. the people were of little sig-
nificance to him, focused heavily on the backgrounds.
' Where were these taken? '
the runaway asked quietly, red hair pushed
off from his freckled face as he looked up.
&. viiajero
he flips through the open notepad on the desk, moving
to place the pen in his hand behind his ear.
“so, normally shoots are around ten dollars an hour, but
it all depends on what kind of pictures you want done
today. so you can take a look through this book…”
he trails off, pulling a scrap book out from under his
desk, handing it to the other. inside were a collection
of headshots, full body shots, indoors and outdoors,
just a sample of all the different shots he could do.
#calxmiity#( ; sᴄᴏᴜᴛ )#[ thanks for the starter ~#we might have to figure out how they met but I think we can work it out -- ]
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Earl was sat quietly at his desk, green eyes pointed at the floor in an effort to lower the amount of anxiety building in his chest. the sense of calm in tyler's voice was terrifying to say the least, and he only nodded in response to his last question. he didn't truly understand, but there wasn't any other way to answer. ' I understand. '
his eyes are directed at the person standing in front of him, he had wanted to talk about this the whole day and now he had found the time to. tyler’s whole figure was tense,eyes dark voice calm and clear. “— i don’t like you going out without me. i don’t want you to do that anymore. we can party together. you know where i can keep you in my sight.” he had grit his teeth. “.. do you understand?”
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' Could'a fooled me ------------------
where are we, then? '
❝ Right—-
Except for starters, we’re not in
a fuckin’ kitchen. ❞
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' How long have you had it? '
the traveller asked, quietly rolling
his skateboard back and forth.
”That doesn’t make it yours to touch.”
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being under someone else's hold wasn't
something he'd been accustomed to since
he'd last been unhealthily stuck under a
' loved ' one's thumb. and yet, though he'd
been stiff at the start, he relaxed, slow sighs
pouring from warm lips while tattooed hands
wrung. even while wet, his fiery red hair retained
its colour, blazing under the cover of soap.
' Yes. '
Ezekiel breathes slowly; a hand finding the cup and
filling it with the warm bath water, stroking their hair gently
with his other hand. The tall dom gestures for them to tilt their
head back, and he pours the water through their damp little mane.
Fingertips massage into the little’s scalp, pressing and
kneading til suds begin to form…
—— ❝Feel good?
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' Fair enough, fair enough.
Really haven't seen one of these things in years, though. '
”——Touch my guitar one more fucking time. See what happens.”
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' Can't take the sunlight -------------
get out of the kitchen. '
❝ Finally seein’ the light of day again—-
It ain’t all it was c r a c k e d up to be. ❞
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' I never asked for you to do that.
I don't want anyone else to be able to say it. '
“ i’ve killed for you, darling.
who else can say that ? ”
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being so sexual wasn't something he was used to, but as she pressed
into his neck, he lost all sense of shyness. she was so close, he swore
he could feel her heart beating. he'd never known she was so attracted
to him. her gasp gave him pause, fingers stilling before his index digit
began to slowly rub against the place that had made her arch into him.
' Aubrey, what do you think about me when you do this? '
her lips took in another gasp of air as she felt his fingers inside of her panties.
the feeling of his warm fingers against her heat was more than she could
handle her hips arched against his fingers, and she laid her head against his
shoulder, before burrowing her face into his neck. ❝—y-yes…❞ she gasped as
his index finger found the swollen bud of her clit. it was throbbing against his
fingertip, as he came into contact with it. she had already been horny for him
but now she was completely lost in his touch. ❝—please…❞ she whispered into
his ear, her mind clearing as she clutched onto his shirt tightly.
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as much as he was thin, it made his body more pronounced.
slender arms gave way to defined muscles under freckle covered
skin, the once soft and delicate curves in his face had straightened
out to sharp lines under his cheeks. his green eyes were intense
as always, pale in their colour even as they reflected every single
bit of light coming in from the afternoon sun filtering through his
slatted windows. the pink lines of his lips were open, letting panting
moans leave the depth of his throat. hooded jade eyes looked at
her when she spoke of her secret, his voice hazy and thick; ' Me? '
she felt a connection with the boy. it wasn’t something that she could explain,
but she had been drawn to him since she noticed that he was slowly
developing into a man. she noticed the way his muscles had devloped, and
how handsome his features were becoming. she could see the wetness that
had begun to seep into his shorts, and she knew that he wouldn’t last long at
this rate. ❝—good boy. we wouldn’t want your mother finding out about what
we are doing now would we?❞ she asked him softly, her thumb continuing to
flick the head of his erection causing the wet patch to continue to grow. ❝—i
will let you in on another secret…when i do masturbate, i think about you.❞ she
breathed into his ear, all at once beginning to stroke him through his shorts.
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his mother wasn't very close with him -- neglectful, at best -- so her being gone wasn't very concerning, perhaps even pleasant. he liked Aubrey. she was always nice to him whenever she came over, and she'd complimented him before. of course, he was much more shy around her. it was something about her that didn't let him settle down. her touches were making him hot, and he nearly whimpered as he felt the fabric of his shorts wet with pre-cum. nevertheless, he pushed his hips up into her palm. ' I promise I won't tell, s -- scout's honour. '
she knew that she shouldn’t have moved closer to him. being a close friend of
his mother, she should not have been touching him at all. his mother had
asked her to make certain that her son was well taken care of while she was
gone, another words she was to check in on him, but she doubted his mother
would ever allow her near him again, if she knew what she was doing instead.
her hand wrapped around his erection through his shorts, noticing the way he
was twitching for her, she smiled. ❝—i can make the ache go away, if you
promise it will be our secret.❞ she whispered into his ear, her thumb tracing the
sensitive head of his manhood through his shorts, and she pressed a soft kiss
to his cheek.
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the freckled boy took a deep breath when she came closer to him, green eyes finally coming to her face when her hand tilted his chin. he was a thin presence, his bones close to his pale skin, especially in his face and his hands. hearing the door close was still jarring -- his mother didn't let him close his door all too often, and having a house nearly to himself was odd. a soft exhale of a moan came out of his shamed lips, the thin fabric of his boxers doing little to keep her touch from making him twitch. her words didn't help. they conjured thoughts of her that made him moan again.
she could see the way that he avoided her
eyes. and the ashamed words that fell
from his lips. she approached him, closing
the door behind her as she moved to sit on
the edge of his bed. her hand tracing up to
turn his eyes back towards her. ❝—i’ll let
you in on a secret. i do it all the time.❞ she
teased into his ear as she traced her hand
lightly over his erection, through his pants,
noticing the hasty way he had tried to cover
himself.
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he still looked shy nonetheless, green eyes
pointed off to the side while freckled thighs
only messily covered with a thin pair of shorts
closed up a bit farther. he kept his hands firmly
in his lap. ' I don't ---- usually --- but, I ---- '
❝—i can see that.❞ she found her lips
curved into a smile, and she gigged lightly.
❝—masturbation is perfectly normal.❞ she
chided with a raised eyebrow. she wasn’t the
least bit shy about such things.
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green eyes stared at the sweet, contemplating
whether it was worth a please or not. eventually,
he simply nodded, still not giving up the word.
’ ——— so it IS.’
but even with the prize quickly being
pulled back away, the englishman is
reaching into his breast pocket, pulling
a single lolly from it. ’ how ‘bout now, slick?
you want it, love? ‘
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