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Who? Church/Moon

Alek raised the spoon again to his mouth, swallowing the strange concoction and Jonathan watched his mouth the entire time. There was something so intoxicating about the little things that he did without even realizing that he was doing them. He decided then that he was very much addicted to the boy in his arms and he wasn't sure what good could possibly come out of it but he'd roll with whatever came his way. He opened his own mouth when offered the spoon and moved it across his tongue thoughtfully before commenting. "That's absolutely terrible" he decided, teasing him along with a short laugh before swallowing and kissing the side of his head. "I'll teach you how to use the remote so that you can watch something a little more interesting if you want" he assured him, happy to hear Alek talking about something that he loved to do. "I think some sandwiches would be fine, we don't need to carry a ton of things out there with us. If you want to make something more exciting for dinner I wouldn't mind" he promised, not wanting to put him down or anything he just didn't want to carry all sorts of things out for animals or hobos to come flocking around them. He began flipping through the channels on tv just to see what was on and leaving it on a channel playing the second Lord of the Rings before turning his attention back to the boy between his legs. "C'mon, lets get changed" he told the other and got up from the couch to pull on a pair of khaki shorts and a t-shirt, helping the other making food that he could carry out with them to the park.
 
he giggled when the other complained that it was terrible. honestly Alek had worse, a lot worse, and he liked sweets, a lot. so the sweet cereal mixed with the sweet ice-cream was perfect. "okay!" he agreed happily before pouting as he realized they actually had to carry the food. he didn't want to have to carry all that stuff either. "okay! i'll make a good dinner!" he agreed happily. he scraped his bowl clean and then hopped to his feet at the others urging, pausing to do the eating dishes, complaining that he wasn't going to leave dirty dishes in the sink. "it's unsanitary!" was his complaint. Alek had yanked on a pair of shorts and a T-shirt as well. they where a bit too big on him but a belt kept the shorts from falling down. he happily made the sandwiches and gathered up all the bread crusts to feet to the ducks and poured some juice into some thermos so they wouldn't get thirsty and a small bowl of fruit he'd never gotten to try before. watermelon had always looked so delicious. "are we going to walk?" Alek asked, holding the basket with a grin. delighted by the promise of a picnic. he'd never had a picnic before but maybe they could have sex on it?
 
Jonathan couldn't help but smile as he watched Alek flit around the apartment cleaning the dishes and putting on clothing and then fixing them something for lunch as well. "Yeah, we're going to walk there, it's not too far" he promised, taking the basket from the other and then taking his hand in his own free one. He kissed the other quickly before grabbing and shoving his things into his pockets before leading him out of the building and into the streets. He kept a leisurely pace, watching out for those trying to get somewhere quickly, as most of the people there were. It was only about a ten minute walk before he pulled Alek into a patch of grass and through a few trees before an open area appeared before them with a decent sized pond off to their right. Ducks were already swimming near the bank and he spread a blanket for them to lay on. He scanned the area, surprised that there weren't more people out with how nice the weather was but he had no complaints. He'd brought a portable hammock as well as a frisbee with them, in case Alek wanted to play even though he wasn't sure if he'd even know how to or if he was coordinated to play. The hammock would fare well, though, especially is the other was feeling up for having sex out in public. He wasn't willing to try and do it while laying out in the open but with the size of the hammock they'd be more than comfortable in there. "Merci pour le déjeuner, mon amour" Jonathan had said to Alek, wanting to hear him speak french for him. It gave him a little thrill to hear him speak it so fluently outside of just hearing him moaning it during sex.
 
Alek was just a flitty sort of person. he flounced, for lack of a better word, from task to task like some hyper little fairy. "i like to walk." he agreed with a smile, happily letting the other take the basket. he didn't have to be possessive of food anymore, though part of him did want to snatch the basket back just in case he knew that Jonathan wouldn't keep food from him. he started humming on the walk, a toothpaste commercial tune, not that Alek cared. he hadn't heard much music and he liked the sound so he hummed it. he was very good at keeping out of peoples way too. many, many years of practice left him very capable of managing a crowd without ever brushing against someone else. no doubt touching people without permission had garnered him a beating. "Duckies!" he squealed, looking delighted at the ducks but didn't, as a child might have, immediately rush for them. instead he watched them intently while setting up the blanket. once they where set up he was in the basket for the bread crusts he'd saved, grabbed half of the available and scuttled to the ducks to feed them with a bright smile on his face. "de rien. J'espère que tu aimes. i aime vraiment les canards. appartiennent-ils à quelqu'un?" he asked, his head tilted as he prodded a particularity docile duck before stroking it's smooth feathers, satisfied he headed back to Jonathan to enjoy some snuggles. "J'aime ça. il est comme une date. Est-ce que cela signifie que je suis la fille?"
 
Jonathan smiled as he watched the other flit around and feed some of the ducks, surprised when a calmer one decided to let Alek pet its feathers. He reclined on the blanket and gazed up through the foliage towards the sky. Jonathan kissed Alek when he came and laid next to him "Non, ils ne font pas partie de tout le monde. Ils sont sauvages afin qu'ils vivent juste ici parce que les gens vont les nourrir" he told the other and kissed him again, just because he could. He frowned a little when the other asked if he was the 'girl' in the relationship "Bien sûr, vous n'êtes pas la jeune fille. Il n'a pas à être une fille d'avoir une relation. Je aime que vous êtes un garçon et je ne voudrais pas que tu sois rien d'autre que la façon dont vous êtes." He'd always hated when it had come out that he was gay someone would always ask if he was the boy or the girl in the relationship and regardless of the fact that he was usually receiving he'd never liked someone referring to him like he was a girl or that there had to be a girl for it to be legitimate. That being said, if Alek wanted to dress up like a girl and be treated like one sometimes then he'd have to respect that as well, and that could even be cute. "Ici" he stated, handing the other one of the sandwiches before grabbing one for himself and eating it slowly. He didn't get how he did it but Alek could make even a basic sandwich taste like it was something gourmet. Once they'd finished those and he tossed a few extra bread pieces to the ducks he moved and set up the hammock, kicking his shoes off and falling down into it, sighing at the comfort. "Alek viens ici" he called, having the other lay on his stomach on top of him, humming happily as they got settled a little awkwardly but he was pleased. He started kissing the other slowly, just taking his time and feeling the other, his hands drifting down his back from his shoulders and stopping right above his ass before gripping them firmly and pressing his hips upward against the boy. "Je t'aime" he whispered against his mouth before continuing his kissing, believing that he truly meant it. He knew that he hadn't known Alek for very long but he simply didn't care. Jonathan wanted nothing more than to take care of him and make sure that he would be safe and happy and cared for and loved for the rest of his life and he fully intended on doing all of that himself.
 
Alek pondered that for a moment before nodding. it made sense that the ducks would go to where they knew there was food. and some of them where so used to humans they would allow touch. that couldn't be very good for the duckies. his own father often bragged of hunting, shooting ducks and deer and bear and all kinds of things that made Alek cringe. he didn't mind hunting for food of course, everyone needed to eat, but his father had hunted for sport, not for food and Alek detested that the meat went to waste while the pelt was stuffed and mounted, sick trophies for a sick man. he blinked at the tone in which Jonathon responded to his question about being the girl and looked a bit puzzled. "bien sûr je suis un garçon. Je savourer être une fille parfois. j'aime être assez." he admitted with a smile before accepting the sandwich and stuffed it into his mouth with a happy hum. he was delighted with the way his mayonnaise had turned out. he'd spread several sandwich friendly herbs into it and mixed it well before spreading it over the sandwiches. he just couldn't help himself.

Alek watched the Hammock being set up and tilted his head a little. he'd never seen such a thing before. he'd seen something kind of similar, it had been called a sex swing. he'd never seen one like this before, it looked fun. he happily, though very carefully, slid into the Hammock, rather timid when he realized it wasn't very stable and looked a bit uncertain about moving once he was in it and on top of the other. only when Jonathon started stroking him like he was a cat did he start to relax, leaning into the gentle, affectionate touches. he murmured when his butt was gripped and arched slightly when their groins brushed. "je t'aime aussi." Alek whispered back, pressing down with his hips, wanting more. he didn't 'think' anything, he knew that he loved Jonathon. and he would stay with him forever if he could.
 
Jonathan laughed lightly as he heard the others simple reasoning as to why he like being a girl sometimes "Vous êtes toujours assez" he promised the other and kissed him on the nose. The things he said sometimes were just so cute and innocent that he forgot about the bad things and people on the world because how could he think of it when he had this little ray of sunshine in front of him? Jonathan had always loved hammocks and how relaxing they were. He'd had one as a child and would spend almost all of his time outside on it, reading or even doing homework. He'd gone camping when he was younger with friends and had just set up a hammock and slept in it instead of pitching a tent and having to lug that around. One thing he'd never done was have sex in a hammock so that was now a thought that he would love to see play out. The caution that Alek was taking with this unknown thing was adorable and he called again for the other to join him to try and show him that there wasn't any reason to be wary of it. Especially not with Jonathan around. There was no way he was going to let the other fall out or even come close.

He could tell almost instantly as the other started to relax, the tension leaving his body as he wasn't trying to brace himself from falling. He let out a soft moan from the pressure against his hips, his hand traveling beneath Alek's shorts to grip his ass while he kissed the other, his entire chest swelling at hearing those words coming from him. "Je t'aime" he told the other again softly. He wanted to hear it again. He didn't think that there was anything more beautiful than the way that Alek had just said that and he'd have it on repeat in his head for the next few days. It wasn't long at all until he was hard and he could tell that the other was getting there, too. He leaned up a little, just looking around them to see if anyone was near before sliding down their pants far enough to have access to all the things he wanted. "You're going to have to be quiet for me, okay love?" he asked before moving, slowly sinking his length into the other, slower than he'd ever moved before. He really wanted to take his time right now and just make Alek feel every little movement inside of him and drive him nuts.
 
he giggled as his nose was kissed and smiled at Jonathan. he loved being with the other, loved to just be there with someone he loved, someone who liked him, didn't hurt him, even seamed to enjoy having him around even when they weren't having sex. He knew this was probobly never going to last, but he would enjoy it for as long as he could and when the time came, he would not go down easily. he would scream, claw, fight, bite, anything he could to stay with Jonathan. he would be the first to admit that he wasn't too sure about the hammock though, no matter that Jonathan was laying in it. he didn't like the way it moved when he did and he was rather scared of being dumped on his ass, or back, or head if he moved the wrong way. he wondered if he could talk Jonathon into letting him be on the bottom, then Jonathan could worry about the rocking and moving of the swing they where laying in. he was distracted rather easily by the hands on his ass though and melted into Jonathan, eager for more. "Je t'aime, Jonathan." he whispered back, shuddering against the other. he squeaked when the other lifted up and cling to Jonathan because the swing rocked a little too wildly for his tastes.

"okay." he whispered, wondering if he could be quiet? he was sure he could, he had done it before. not that he'd ever felt as good as Jonathan made him feel. not really but he'd try as best as he could. "ah.. mmm..." he couldn't stop the hum of pleasure from escaping. this new angle felt amazing. Jonathan's cock was brushing against that little sparking place deep inside of him that made him shudder and bit his lip to keep from moaning out loud. "F.feels good. Jonathan. so good." he moaned, burying his face in the others shirt, panting and mewling into his shirt as he rocked his hips, a silent plea for more, oh god more. "fuck me, please. oh fuck me. feels so good."
 
Jonathan held the other close to him and kissed him over and over again, loving every second of just spending time with Alek. He had a strange feeling that they wouldn't have a lot of time together, like they were just trying to fit in what they could now because they both knew that it wasn't going to last. He loved those little noises that Alek couldn't keep to himself though he wished that he didn't have to tell him to be quiet. He loved the noises that he made and he loved to hear Alek begging to be fucked. He would have to be careful so that he wouldn't let Alek get too loud, he wasn't sure that he had the self control to keep himself quiet as long as he might think that he could. He held the other tight against him and kept a hold of his hips so that he couldn't move on his own. Jonathan wanted to be able to control everything this time around.

It was terrible of him but he loved that Alek was almost uneasy in the hammock. It made him feel even more powerful and in control knowing that he knew how it worked and would be able to control and feel if it was moving too much for him to handle although Alek didn't know that. He also loved that he could hold Alek against him and keep his torturously slow pace, barely moving in and out of him at a snails pace. The only time he stopped was when he changed direction and that was only for a split second. "Yeah? Does that feel good baby? You like my cock deep inside your ass fucking you so slow?" he teased, slowing his pace even more. This was hard for him to control too and he knew he wasn't going to last a long time just playing around with him but right now he was getting off on just teasing the other and making him go nuts. He'd never had an experience like this one before and while he knew it would be memorable he wanted to make it special for the both of them. "You're such a naughty little boy, letting me fuck you out here in public" he breathed into his ear before smacking his ass.
 
Alek was happy with kisses, he liked kisses if only because they where a rare treat before he got together with Jonathon. he was finding it increasingly difficult to keep his noises to himself, panting against the others neck and uttering short, desperate little high pitched noises that almost sounded like he was trying to imitate a baby bird. he whimpered when the hands settled on his hips, keeping him still, keeping him trapped. the thrill of being helpless making his cock jump against the others stomach. he shuddered against the other, fingers curling into the hammock, holding on for dear like because there was nothing else he could do. it felt too good, and the nerves of being caught or being dumped out of the swing was only making him more desperate, more horny. or was torture of the best kind.

"Y.Yes. Yes. Jonathon." he moaned when the other talked, he could barely think enough to respond but he knew if he didn't then the pleasure might stop as many of his previous 'clients' didn't like that he wasn't entirely focused on them at all times. "yes. oh god. please. more, faster, please...." he whimpered, struggling to move, needing more, wanting more. "please. please. Jonathan!" he gasped, shuddering wildly at the idea of being fucked in public, at being seen, the humiliation of it only making him more desperate. mewing at the hand slapping his ass, shuddering again and cumming, unable to control himself anymore, his cock spurting all over them, making them shudder and clench tightly around Jonathon, writhing on top of him like the cute little slut he was.
 
Jonathan was trying his best to hold off to be able to tease the other for as long as he could when he felt the boy shudder and come on top of him. He made a growling noise deep in his throat and whispered into the others ear "I don't think I told my little slut that he could cum. Did I?" he asked, making sure that he waited for the other to verbally respond to him before he continued. "Now what should we do with our little slut that doesn't know how to behave himself?" he asked before slamming his hips into Alek, making sure that he hit that spot that would make him see white beneath his eyelids. "What do you think would make him listen and keep him from doing what he wanted next time?" he asked, slamming into him again even harder. The only thing keeping his from cumming himself was sheer willpower. This felt too good and being so deep inside of the boy was driving him absolutely crazy.

He continued like this for only a short while before he simply couldn't take it any longer and came inside Alek with a groan. He laid there, panting, for a few minutes, trying to catch his breath and let his heart rate return to normal before speaking again. "I think I know exactly how to punish you" he breathed finally, a smirk resting on his face. Later that day he'd taken Alek to a few shops to get him some normal clothes and then one for the bedroom when they felt like pulling it out. He laid around with the other at home for a while, watching tv with him and just talking about what was going on on the news and the other random channels that they were flipping through. He sucked him off at least twice and had the other do the same to him when they stumbled on one of the porn channels later in the afternoon.

Jonathan decided that he wanted to play around with Alek a little bit then. This could be his 'punishment' and all he really wanted to do was make him hot and bothered and want to go back home and fuck each other even more than they usually do. He took him to a club when it had gotten dark and had ordered him to speak to no one and if someone started talking to them then he should promptly tell them that he was with his boyfriend. He wanted to make him watch. Jonathan started taking shots and as the alcohol started kicking in he started getting touchier and wanted to make his boyfriend jealous. It was a sight he'd not seen and he wanted for him to get physical with him and force him home to fuck his brains out. At least, that was the plan.

He'd gone out to the dance floor and found a very attractive man that was a little bigger than him, winking at him before starting to dance near him. They got closer and closer until Jonathan was grinding his ass against the others hips while the others hands were on his own hips, grinding back against him. He stood up a little taller and kissed the man behind him though it was the other man who'd deepened the kiss and fisted his hair. A slight moan came out of Jon before he'd even realized it and he found himself pressed with his back up against a wall and kisses pressing against his face and neck and he was too far out of it to even think about anything besides the pleasure that he was experiencing at the moment.
 
Alek gasped and whimpered, shuddering against him when he was chastised. "N-no. Sir. you didn't T- ah!!! Tell me i could Cum." he gasped, using the word Sir without even really thinking about it. he liked to think of the other as Sir when he got like this, it made him feel warm and helpless all over again. like Johnathon had the power, which he did. "I'm S-Sorry, Ah! Sir!" he moaned, trembling as the other kept going. honestly Alek loved that the most. when he was sated, done, empty and exhausted and the other kept going, flooding him with pleasure until he was nearly blind with it and unable to do a thing about it. "I D-Don't- hah know, Sir." he moaned, pressing his face int the others shoulder, desperately trying to keep his voice low and keep those high pitched noises he wanted to make quiet. it was getting to be impossible to stay silent. he could only whimper in pleasure when the other finally came, Alek's tight channel squeezing down, milking Johnathon for everything he had, panting against him. there was onl a small tremor of fear at the promise of a punishment. Johnathan had never hurt him before and he was pretty sure he wouldn't now. still, punishment usually meant a bad pain and he was a bit nervous about what was going to happen.

apparently his punishment was being forced to wear clothes and then take them off and then put new ones on and repeat until Johnathan was satisfied. he hated the entire process but didn't voice any complaints and didn't try to escape or avoid or deny the other. he just did it with a sulk permanently plastered on his face that only vanished once they where inside and he was sure they weren't going to go out and do more weird things with clothes. he was more than happy to trade blowjobs with the other and chatter about whatever and even learned some fun things about history after watching the history channel. he was eager to make a nice dinner and bounced around the kitchen making food and a delicious looking Bread Pudding for dessert. he was more than a bit baffled as he was dressed in nice clothes and dragged out int the dark, which he wasn't too fond of. he didn't much like the dark, but he trusted and loved Johnathan so into the dark they went. he scowled a little as they went into a place that stank of bad sex, alcohol and smoke. never good things. he sat there, his scowl getting darker and darker, more and more annoyed that he had been left on a hard sticky stool to watch while Johnathan touched other men.

as soon as Johnathan was pressed against the wall Alek was moving. there was a sound, flesh hitting flesh and the man was pulled away from Johnathan and flung well further away than a slight thing like Alek should have been capable of. Alek snarled, glaring at the stranger. "he's Mine." he growled. "you do not get to touch him." he turned, annoyed eyes onto Johnathan and tangled his hand in the others hair, pulling the others head back. "say it." he growled, voice possessive and firm, promising pain and probobly a good deal of humiliation of he didn't do as he was told. "Tell everyone in this filthy dirty place that you belong to me." he ordered, eyes narrowed at Johnathon. "Tell them who you belong to. say it." he growled, lips lifting into a snarl, looking fierce, almost animalistic as he tightened his hand n Johnathan's hair. "tell them that you are mine, or i'll make you kneel on this filthy floor and make you prove it."
 
It was only after he'd threatened punishment and asked if he'd allowed the other to cum before realizing that he might have freaked Alek out and made him think of his father and the abuse he'd faced but was glad that the other didn't seem to equate the two, though he still clearly reverted back to his previous instructions and called him Sir. Jonathan couldn't act like he didn't enjoy being called that immensely, however, pleased with the name and hoping that he would be able to remember that for later. After he'd finally packed up their things he'd taken him shopping. There was nothing about that experience that he didn't love either. The outfits just made him want to rip them all off of Alek and kiss him repeatedly, which he did do. He couldn't even hide his glee when faced with the perpetual scowl that Alek had donned for the occasion. He'd never seen him look so unhappy for so long and he didn't even feel all that bad about what he was doing to him at the moment. He'd remember all these things, like if he wanted to make the other miserable he'd just have to take him shopping for a short while. Maybe he'd try on some clothes for Alek to see if he'd like that any better or at least try and show the other why he enjoyed seeing Alek in different clothes so much.

Jonathan really enjoyed this laying around, watching tv, and exchanging blow jobs. He'd have to introduce Alek to the whole 'Netflix and Chill' scene, sure that he'd like it and would probably enjoy spending a day like that soon, he knew that he'd love it. Jonathan paid far more attention to Alek than he did to the tv and whatever they were saying about the battle between Mark Antony fleeing to Egypt after Cleopatra left him during a battle with Octavian. It was merely background noise. He most enjoyed watching the way Alek's eyes would alight when he heard something interesting that he liked and wanted to talk about it with him or needed clarification on a word they might have said. Jon held him close and always kept his fingers moving, either simply running his fingers through his hair or along his shoulders or if he was trying to get the other hard again. He remained on the couch but watched the other as he flitted about the kitchen looking for things to make for dinner and dessert. He helped serve dinner and made pleased noises as he ate, kissing the other and eating seconds even though he was stuffed and wished he'd not eaten so much. "You're an amazing cook, thank you love" he said, pressing a kiss to his cheek and taking another bite of the bread pudding, which was to die for. "You're going to make me gain a ton of weight though" he muttered, thinking about upping his running schedule to keep up with all the food he'd started intaking from all of Alek's cooking.

When he'd decided on taking Alek to a club earlier he'd not planned for it to go as far as it had. He'd meant to dance around a little and return to Alek, just having made him slightly jealous and then they could dance and grind against each other before going home. He'd drunk a little more than he should have, however, and couldn't help himself. When his back hit the wall he started pushing against the man, knowing that he didn't want to do anything more with him but he was drunk and had his hands easily pinned above his head and hearing the man growl something in his ear about being his for the night before he was simply gone. It almost took him till his hair was being pulled to realize what had happened at all. Alek was taller than him when he was like this, and if he wasn't hard before he was rock-hard stiff now. His breath caught in his throat as he looked at the other and the fire in the eyes looking back at him. "You're so beautiful" he told the other, with a smile and a slight giggle. He'd calmed a little noticing that he wasn't with that stranger anymore and apparently found it safe enough not to follow instructions. "You really are. I love you so much" he promised the other, slurring his words together. Jonathan winced as the fist was tightened, not noticing the groups of people around them that were now paying attention to what they were doing. "Of course I'm yours, please don't make me get my pants dirty" he whined before giggling a little. "You look so good in this shirt" he commented, touching the others torso slightly and biting his bottom lip and looking the other in the eye for the first time since Alek had thrown that other guy off of him, having avoided eye contact since he knew the other was angry "are you gonna fuck me Alek?" he asked him, not loud enough to be heard over the music but so that he could read his lips from the bright lights flashing around them.
 
Alek adored watching the TV. it wasn't something he got to do before. not at all. just laying in front of the TV and having fun with blowjobs whenever the mood struck them was the best thing Alek had ever experienced in his entire life. making food came a second best, especially since he could eat whatever he wanted however much he wanted and wouldn't get in trouble for it. "i like to cook." he admitted. "Father made me take lessons so i could impress the people he wanted to impress. i liked the lessons though, and i liked cooking, especially for the people that didn't... you know. know." he admitted, indicating himself. he liked cooking for the people who didn't fuck him the most, because they where honestly impressed and delighted with his skills he really liked cooking for Jonathan the most, because he was just the best person in the world. "weight?" he asked, his head tilted. "will you get more muscles if i feed you more?" he asked, squeezing the others arm with a delighted little grin.

"am i?" Alek wondered, a twitch of his lips the only indication that he wasn't at all amused by the others inebriation. "yes. you are. you're mine." Alek growled, pinning a glare at the man who was getting up, lifting his lips in a snarl again. "touch what's mine and i'll break you." he hissed. the man seamed to decide that Alek wasn't bluffing and backed off. "no. i'm not." Alek stated, narrowing his eyes at Jonathon. "i don't fuck Drunks and i certainly don't fuck naughty boys." he stated, swatting the others ass before tangling his hand in the others hair and hauled him out to the Car, shoving him into the passengers seat and buckled him in. he was mostly gentle about it, not harsh or painful but he certainly wasn't about to let the other get away with anything. he was very glad that someone, he couldn't remember who, had taught him how to drive so he could get them home without any issue. he thawed a great deal during the drive home and decided to hold the others hand on the way back inside. he was still pissed, mad as hell but he was never one to hold a grudge and Jon looked so cute and sad that he couldn't help himself. "go take a shower." he ordered. "no, i won't be joining you, but if your a bit more sober when you come out i might consider letting the true depth of my displeasure known." he admitted, examining the other. "and then, i might fuck you. if i feel like it." he decided.
 
Jonathan smirked a little as Alek squeezed his arm and kissed him on the nose "probably not unless I keep working out and I might have to work out a little more or it would probably just make me fat" he laughed a little. There was no reason to take Alek to the gym to keep weight off but with this better nutrition he was sure he could probably build muscle fairly easily, not doubting that he could be stronger than him if he wanted to be. Whenever Alek actually showed his strength he was always surprised at what he could do even with how thin that he was. The tone he was using while they were in the club was much less light-hearted and drunk Jonathan wasn't enjoying that Alek wasn't touching him anymore. "Ne pas être méchant, il ne savait pas" he pouted a bit when Alek started getting nasty with the stranger. He couldn't blame the man for being mad when he was the one instigating something just to get Alek to do exactly what he'd done. He pouted when he was called a naughty boy, trying to pull away from the other when he realized he was being taken out to the car "non! Je ne suis pas prêt à aller encore, vous être méchant!" he whined as he fought with the other. It wasn't too hard to subdue him, though, not in control of himself well enough to put up a real fight. He pouted in the car, crossing his arms across his chest and frowning out the window. He let his fingers wrap around the others when he felt the hand reaching, the simple gesture calming him down visibly though he was still pouting.

"Tu ne me dites pas que tu me aimes retour" he said unhappily. That was the real reason that he was angry and was trying to start something with the other right now. He didn't say anything when he stumbled into the shower, sticking his tongue out at the other "I wasn't going to invite you anyway" he said angrily, planning on taking a while in the shower just to spite the other. Standing and letting the hot water pour over him and letting the heat open his pores and steam himself out he started feeling so much more and like he was starting to get better control of himself and his head was more steady. He came out with just having wrapped the towel around his hips and sat on the end of the couch, pulling his knees up to his chest and trying to avoid looking directly at Alek. "I didn't mean to take it that far. I just wanted to make you a little jealous and then dance with you. I meant for it to be fun. I'm sorry I'm such an idiot" he said softly, very clearly feeling like shit for what he'd done. He wasn't sure if Alek was going to accept it right off the bat and he certainly wouldn't blame him if he didn't he wasn't sure if he would even be handling this as well as he was if their positions had been reversed. "I'll sleep on the couch if you want me to" he offered. When he'd gone out with boyfriends in the past they'd gotten him drunk and kept him close so he'd been all over them and they'd loved it, getting him drunk often and as an excuse to fuck him harder than usual. "I do love you though, I know i'm still a little drunk but I love you and I don't want to hurt you."
 
"Il veut te violer. Il veut que vous la façon dont les clients de mon Père me voulaient. impuissant et cassée. Il veut vous faire du mal, je ne vais pas permettre cela." Alek snapped right back. "Soyez toujours ou je vais vous faire marcher la maison dans la nuit froide et sombre." Alek growled, giving Jon a small shake to make him behave. "parce que je ne sais pas si vous aimez vraiment moi, ou si vous dites parce que vous êtes en état d'ébriété." he stated simply when the other accused him of not saying 'i love you' back. "Je ne vous aime, mais vous agissez comme les hommes mauvais. se saouler et à la bagarre, puis essayer de faire la douceur de me faire faire ce qu'ils veulent." he shook his head. "i cannot be sure you are not just saying so, so i will not be mad. saying so because it will make me oh so dependent. others have done so you know. told me how much they loved me. how sweet i was, letting them do filthy things to them. they are just words." it was how a person treated him that really showed him when someone really loved him. he knew Jon did, but Alek wasn't a fond of drunks either, people where unpredictable and mean when they where drunk. they couldn't be trusted and he hated that he was uncertain and a little afraid of Jon right now. after all, Jon was drunk, he couldn't be trusted the way Alek usually trusted him.

he was tense when the other came out, still quite upset as he made something on the Stove. he poured what appeared to be hot Cocoa into two mugs and moved over to Jon, scowling when he saw the other wasn't dressed and grabbed a blanket off the back of a chair and wrapped it around the other. "you'll catch sick." he scolded, handing him the mug. "drink. your going to have a hell of a headache in a bit, the cocoa helps." at least, it seamed to. his father never got quite as pissy if Alek made him cocoa after the bastard had drunken himself into a stupor. "well, i certainly got jealous. i've never felt that way before... i don't like it." he admitted, frowning a little. "i don't like the way that man was touching you." he grumbled before studying the other. "i don't like it when people are drunk. it always hurts more when people are drunk." he admitted softly. "i don't want you to sleep on the couch." he huffed. "it's lumpy, and i'd have to sleep alone and i don't like sleeping alone." he admitted, shaking his head and settled against the other, snuggling him. "i love you too." he murmured, kissing him. "come on. drink your cocoa and we'll go to bed and we can talk more in the morning when i'm not so upset and your not so drunk. okay?"
 
"Il voulait me baiser. Voilà pourquoi les gens vont dans les clubs. Si je suis venu ici devant vous, je l'aurais laissé lui et rentré chez lui dans la matinée. Voilà comment cela fonctionne." Even more people were looking at them as they were speaking to each other quickly and in French, very clearly having an argument. He wasn't trying to draw attention to them purposefully he just wasn't paying attention and French came to him so much quicker when he was drunk than English. He looked angry at the others explanation, pretty much refusing to listen to the other "Si je voulais faire ça, je l'aurais déjà." He didn't think he would need to explain himself to the other when he'd never done anything like that to him before and wasn't showing that he was going to try and hurt him anytime soon. He left his teeth grinding together in silence as he went inside to shower and then looked much more calm afterwards. He watched Alek closely when he came back out, wondering what he was doing moving around in the kitchen since they'd already eaten. "That's not how you get sick" he mumbled as the other wrapped the blanket around him but he took it regardless and pulled it tighter around his shoulders, pleased with the warmth it provided.

"Thank you" he replied softly as he took the cup, sipping on it and sighing, both at the taste and the fact that even though Alek was pissed at him he was still thinking about him and cared enough to make him something to help him feel better later. "No, I know jealousy isn't fun to experience yourself, but I definitely enjoyed it." He responded, knowing that it wouldn't exactly help his argument but he wasn't going to lie to him either. He was glad that the other didn't actually want for him to sleep on the couch, he knew his back would thank him later for that. Feeling Alek snuggle up closer to him made him smile and he kissed him back happily. "Yes sir" he responded with a little smirk, kissing his neck and downing the cocoa before going back into the kitchen to take some pain medicine now because he knew it was going to hurt later. He pulled on a pair of pants before joining Alek in the bed, pulling him close and falling asleep quickly. He woke up early, still on work schedule apparently and found that he didn't have a raging headache like he'd expected. He took more meds and drank some water before he went for a run, a little longer than usual so he was sure that Alek would be awake by the time he was back, hoping that he would make breakfast but wouldn't be surprised if he wouldn't just because of the way he'd acted the night before.

"Alek?" he called out as he entered the apartment, going to the fridge for water before going to find the other. "Okay, I know that I am an idiot for not telling you this before so before you say everything that you want to say I'm going to tell you a couple things. One, when I drink I get really giggly and will probably laugh at everything you say or do. Two, I get really slutty and will dance with anything with a dick as you have found out and I'm sorry I didn't tell you that before hand. I didn't mean to drink as much as I did last night. Three, I will never want to fuck you when I'm drunk. I will want you to fuck me or I'll just masterbate. I don't know why but I don't want to fuck anything after I've had a couple drinks. I've never had a bad episode of drinking where I've done something bad, usually I'll just sleep it off if I drink too much. Oh, and if I get mad then I really become an idiot and will just keep arguing or pouting. I'm not going to admit that I'm wrong. And it is going to happen again. I like drinking with friends and I like having sex when I've had a few drinks and I would love for you to drink with me sometime. Just tell me what to do, the way you were last night, oh my god, I know you were mad but you could have gotten me to eat my own shit" he said with a slight laugh. He sat down next to the other and took his hand "and thank you for the cocoa, you're too sweet for me. I love you. Okay, now you can yell at me or hit me if you need to" he told the other, being completely serious. Even thinking about the night before with Alek being angry with him was arousing and he was trying to keep himself composed because he knew now simply wasn't the time.
 
Alek's lips tightened, outraged, jealous, ignoring the fact that they where being watched, even videoed. "So maybe i should have let you!" he snapped, reverting to English because he couldn't work his french when he was this angry and the other wouldn't understand Swedish or Finnish. "Since getting fucked is all you seem to care about!" he growled, yanking him out of the bar. he muttered to himself angrily in Finnish when the other came back out before rolling his eyes. "how would you know?" he asked, his head tilted a little. "people get sick all the time, it could be from getting cold and things." he admitted with a smile. "besides, your clearly cold and you could catch pneumonia or something." he grumbled. "and i'm not snuggling you if you're contagious." he warned, with a shake of his head. "now drink your cocoa." he ordered, refusing to acknowledge the last comment about Jon enjoying the jealousy. he'd focus on that later. when he wasn't so pissed off. he rolled his again at the 'yes sir' despite feeling a little bit warm and tingly at being the 'sir' for now. he'd never been the sir before. he was happy to crawl into bed and go to sleep, he could have a long discussion with the other later about things, for now, he was exhausted. he wasn't too annoyed about waking up alone, well aware jon ran every morning, which still baffled him but whatever. Jon seamed to enjoy it. he enjoyed a hot shower, threw Jon's stinky 'bar clothes' intot he washing machine along with his own and stared at the machine, wondering how to make it work. he'd never washed clothes before.

"in here." he called as the other walked in, heading for the kitchen. he'd stared at the machine longer than he'd thought. he'd planned on making breakfast. he knew food would help the hangover and he didn't want a sour angry Jon in case it was actually the alcohol that turned people nasty. apparently not, apparently it was just his fathers clients who got even nastier after they'd been drinking. Jon was pretty much the same as always and that was a relief. he still crossed his arms, stood up straight and stared at the other. because this was not the apology he wanted at all. still, it was good to know. "that's disgusting Jon." he complained, shaking his head. who wanted to watch someone eat shit? that was super gross. seriously. "well, now that you've said your little bit, which wasn't much of an apology by the way." he accused, scowling at him a little. "last night was frightening. extremely so. i didn't like it, not at all. i was terrified that i was going to be hurt just like i always was and i was scared that the one person on this earth i actually trust was going to hurt me because he was drunk. and then you where touching that other man and i was scared you where going to leave me there on a bar-stool all alone and never come back. that's happened before too you know. i slept in an alley for a week waiting for my father to come back and pick me up." he admitted. "he beat the shit out of me because i had tried to get home on my own when i realized he wasn't returning. i guess he was hoping i'd starve to death or something. "it wasn't a good night Jon... i was so scared. all i could think of was my father and all the people who hurt me and i was so scared and then angry and jealous and..." much to his horror he realized his lip was trembling and his eyes where filling with tears and he tried to wipe them away before Jon noticed. "i thought you didn't want me anymore..."
 
Jonathan saw the other come from where the washing machine was, confused as to why he didn't hear it running but Alek had been near it. He was even more surprised that he didn't have food ready, hoping that he had just woken up late and wasn't still so angry with him that he just wasn't going to make food. "It is but that just tells you pretty much how far I would go" he smirked, frowning a little when he was called out about it not being an apology, which it wasn't. He didn't interrupt the other while he was speaking, he deserved that much after what he'd put him through. He didn't even touch the other until he could see the other visibly breaking down and he pulled him into his chest, wrapping his arms around him and kissing the top of his head. If the other pushed him away claiming that he smelled he couldn't even be mad, noticing that Alek's hair was still damp from the shower he must have already taken this morning. "Baby, I love you and there is nothing that is going to make me not want you. I don't even think if you hated me I could stop wanting you. The only way that I would have left you there is if that guy tried to take me out without me attracting the attention of everyone in that club including the bouncers outside that would have called the police. And if that had happened I might just be taken into custody shortly for public drunkenness. I would never leave you somewhere like that" he promised and kissed his head again.

"I am so sorry that I made you feel that way and that I didn't give you a heads up before so you wouldn't have been so unaware of everything that might have happened. It won't happen again, I promise" he whispered softly, petting the others hair to try and comfort the other. "You know getting fucked is not the only thing that I care about" he insisted, still a little hurt about that comment that he'd made the night before. "And I do know that you don't get sick from being cold" he added with a slight smile. "Are you hungry? Want me to make breakfast for you? Though I can guarantee you it isn't going to be half as good as anything you could make with your eyes closed" he added "Is there anything you want to do today? We'll do whatever you want, watch tv or a movie or I can show you the wonders of MarioKart" he smiled, thinking that he would probably enjoy it and would be fun. "I am never just going to abandon you" he said softly, wanting to make sure that the other knew he was telling the truth. "You know, I think I'm going to take a shower before eating anything. I know you just took one but would you want to come join me?" he asked softly, kissing the others cheek and hoping that he would decide to come with him, praying that he wasn't still so angry with him that he wouldn't want to.
 
"so disgusting." he complained. "i don't like the idea of you being that...." he struggled to find the words he wanted and finally shook his head. "people could take advantage and hurt you." he muttered, leaning into Jonathon when he offered the comfort. "i could never hate you!" Alek protested, shaking his head. "Never!" he promised before snorting a little. "That man wanted to hurt you." Alek whispered. "i could feel it. he was going to do terrible things to you." he mumbled. "he would have liked it if you struggled." he mumbled, shuddering a little before looking up at him, licking his lips nervously. "you swear it? you swear you'll never leave me?" he asked, scared that he was getting too attached to Jonathon. he wasn't sure he liked the feeling, being so jealous but so helpless at the same time. he relaxed at the actual apology and nodded. "okay." he murmured. he'd like that, he didn't like bad surprises like that. some surprises where okay, like something fun in bed or being told he had the day off all on his own, but last night had frightened him deeply.

"...i know. i'm sorry, i shouldn't have said that but i was hurt and scared and i wanted you to feel bad." he admitted, looking up at him. "i know you like sex, but you don't like it so much you'd let anyone do it." he admitted before smiling a little. "and i'm not saying no to other partners if you want them, it could be fun, but i would like to be asked first and my opinion listened to." he admitted before shrugging. "i don't know how sick works. i never get sick." he admitted. "i'm hungry, yeah but i need... the washer.." he scowled at it. "i can't figure out how it works, there are four nobs!" he protested. "i don't like the smell of the smoke, it makes my nose itch." he admitted, rubbing his nose. "and the smell of all those people make me feel a little sick." he admitted. which was a weird thing to focus on, the smell of people rather than the smell of, say, alcohol or sweat or other things normal people focused on. it was pretty clear though, that Alek was not a normal person.

"i think i better make breakfast." he admitted, examining the other. "i don't think ou can actually cook and i don't want you breaking my stove or something." he admitted. oh, so it was 'his' stove now. imp. "what's Mario Kart?" he wondered, sounding curious. "is it for shopping?" he wondered before smiling at him. "okay." he whispered back, kissing Jonathon so his lover would know he believed him and that all was forgiven. Alek wasn't the type to hold a grudge. "uhm..." he pondered that, clearly trying to decide if cooking breakfast would be better or taking a shower would be. his hunger warring with his desire to be naked with Jonathon. "...can you make the people come with food?" he asked. "my father used to do that, when i was too... hurt, to cook. he'd call someone on the phone and they'd bring food. can you do that too?" he asked, already heading for the shower and stripping off his shirt. either food would be there later or he'd cook something fast once they where done playing in the water.
 
"I know you don't like it, and people have taken advantage of me before" Jonathan told him, smiling a little, though it was wistful. He smiled again as Alek assured him that he could never hate him, giving him a small kiss before he started talking again. "Yes, I think he did and I'm sure he probably would have, and he would have enjoyed it. If I was there before I'd met you I probably would have too, I wouldn't have thought there was anything wrong with it" he said softly, playing with the boys hair. Jonathan clearly didn't think he was worth very much, maybe more so now with Alek but even that could vanish rather quickly. "I swear. I'm never just going to abandon you" he promised and kissed him again, slowly, pulling away from him with a little smile. He was a little surprised to hear that Alek would be okay with having someone else join them sometime, wondering if he'd enjoy that very much. He couldn't imagine himself being very okay with someone touching Alek the way he did and just sitting there let it happen. He figured that he was probably much too jealous to allow that to happen willingly. "Of course I'll ask your opinion, I want you to enjoy it just as much as me, if not more" he added, smiling at the other admitting that he didn't really know how people got sick.

He glanced down the hallway when the other mentioned the washer like it was some animal that was loose and needed to be caged. He would have to look at it later and make sure he'd not broken anything, it didn't sound as though it was filling with water though, which was really the important thing. He made a choking noise while laughing "you know, I did manage to feed myself just fine before you started cooking for me" he teased, still laughing. Alek was right though, he had just managed before, ordering food a lot or just buying pre-made things that were just so much easier than what he could make. He definitely had not inherited his mothers sense of cooking. "Mario Kart is a really fun game on the tv, I'll show you later, everyone loves the game, I don't actually know anyone that doesn't like it" he smiled and was glad that he'd decided to join him in the shower. "Yeah, I'll order sandwiches or something if you're okay with that" he said, picking up the phone and grabbing the clothes that Alek was discarding. He'd go ahead and throw everything in the wash to save water. He got the company on the phone and placed his order, telling them to just leave it outside if he didn't answer the door.

He stripped himself and threw his clothes into the washer as well, checking to see if Alek added soap before starting the machine and going to join him in the shower. He stepped in behind the boy, wrapping his arms around his stomach and started kissing his neck and biting him lightly. "It feels like forever since I've touched you" he mumbled against his skin, turning him around and pushing him against the wall. He kissed him slowly, one hand starting to tease his nipples, rolling his thumb against them before pinching, wanting to elicit noises from the other. He took his time just kissing Alek, enjoying the feeling of their lips together and the warmth coming off of the other underneath the spray of the shower. "Me dis quelque chose en français, s'il te plaît" he whispered softly against his ear, letting his tongue trace the edge of his ear and sucking on the lobe gently while his hands toyed with his body, continuing to move lower. His hands gripped Alek's butt, squeezing as he started grinding against the other, rolling his hips against the other. "Allez-vous me baiser?" he asked Alek, something in him wanting to be dominated and 'put in his place' after the way that he'd been, especially as he was thinking back to how hot Alek had been threatening and getting angry with him. He couldn't help that he'd loved how jealous he'd gotten and it had aroused him so easily.
 
"There's nothing wrong with liking pain Jonathon." Alek promised. "but when people turn that pain into a weapon, that man was going to hurt you, he was going to turn pain into a weapon and he was going to rape you and i was scared. i don't know how i know, but i do know that you wouldn't have walked away from that man without being traumatized." he admitted softly before smiling at the kiss. "okay Jonathon." he whispered, glad for the promise. he felt better for the promise. like he knew the other really would never abandon him now that he'd promised. it was ridiculous,people had broken promises before, in fact he'd never believed a promise before now because promises where never kept, not ever. he believed his lover though, he did and he wondered if it was because Jonathon was nice to him or if it was because he could honestly be trusted? "i like what we do." he admitted with a smile. "i like learning new things about sex." he admitted, nuzzling the other.

he snorted, scoffing at the others complaining. "No you didn't." Alek stated simply. not believing the other at all about 'handling himself'. he was pretty sure that Jonathon could barely boil water and even if Jonathon proved he could cook Alek would not be swayed from the opinion that his lover was pretty much helpless in the kitchen. "we'll watch it then." he agreed, not seeming to really understand the point of a 'game'. it was on the T.V. so for him he was supposed to watch it. from what Jonathon knew of Alek's past it wasn't hard to understand that Alek had probobly never been allowed to play unless it was naked in the bedroom. it would be interesting to see how he handled the concept of a video game. "i like sandwiches." Alek agreed with a smile. giggling a little when he watched the other strip and walk through the apartment naked. that was cute, and hot. he was more than eager when they stepped into the shower, happy to resume normal activities. his libido was immense as Jonathan had discovered. it didn't matter how often Jonathon fucked him, played with him, or made him cum, Alek was always ready for more.

he moaned eagerly, just as desired when his nipples where teased, arching into the other, enjoying the touch and sighing happily with every kiss. always so responsive. "Je veux vas te faire encule." Alek responded obediently. "Je tiens à vous donner la fessée. Je tiens à vous punir. Vous étiez très méchant." Alek purred, sounding so sweet and innocent while he said such naughty things. "continuer à jouer avec mes mamelons." He ordered, his tone brooking no argument. "Non, vous ne l'avez pas encore gagné ton baiser. Vous pouvez avoir un baiser quand je décider que vous pouvez en avoir un." he teased, smirking as he arched into the fingers on his nipples with a groan before he nudged the other away, a wicked little smirk on his lips. "Je veux te voir. jouer avec vous-même. Pincez vos mamelons. toucher votre bite. Te faire foutre avec vos doigts." He ordered. leaning against the wall of the shower, sharp eyes staring at his lover, waiting to be obeyed, his own cock hard and leaking, anticipating the show he was going to soon have. "Don't you dare cum either, not until i tell you that you can."
 
Jonathon started to tune the man out when he talked about using pain as a weapon and how he would have been traumatized. It was the total truth but he wasn't sure it was what he wanted to hear at the moment although he wasn't going to start an argument about it right now either. He'd let it go and if the other didn't ever bring it up again he'd never mention it either. It wasn't something that he could deal with thinking about at the moment and maybe one day he'd listen and believe him but today wasn't that day. He looked a tad confused when Alek agreed to 'watch' the game with him, then understood he had absolutely no clue what a video game was. Good. He'd be able to make all kinds of new memories with the boy that he knew he'd probably enjoy without any sort of his fathers influence overshadowing anything that they were doing. Jon turned his head at the sound of a giggle coming from the other, turning his head and smirking at the other, stretching purposefully where he knew his muscles would ripple beneath his skin before following the other into the bathroom.

He couldn't help the laugh that burst from his chest hearing Alek so sweetly saying those words that were so filthy. He suddenly imagined them sitting in public saying things like this to each other, people around them thinking that they were sweet or even talking normally when they could be talking about how ready they were to fuck each other into next week. He'd laughed but there was nothing about it that wasn't arousing or made him believe that he was playing around. He bent further, wrapping his lips around one of his nipples while fingers toyed with the other, biting the one in his mouth. He'd have to agree with Alek though. He'd been terrible and he would have issued the same verdict if he'd been asked. He frowned as he was pushed away, knowing he'd not done anything wrong yet though hearing those words from him sent fire through his veins. The english he spoke just punctuated everything, knowing that he was completely serious. Fine. Two could play this game. He backed up until he found the bench seat he'd had installed in the shower and sat, raising one leg to rest against the opposite wall, displaying everything for his partner.

Jonathon let his hands slowly move up his body, very slowly teasing his own nipples, barely actually doing anything. Hearing the command to finger himself while playing with his cock was cruel and he paled a little. He was already hard and it wouldn't have taken much at all to get himself off if he wanted. He sucked on a couple of his fingers, eyes finding Alek's and staring him down as he eased both fingers in together while palming himself. He couldn't help the moan that ripped through him, the feeling of pleasure along with having the others eyes on him, watching everything, was bliss. Now his only purpose was driving the other to the point that he couldn't stand to watch Jonathon pleasuring himself so much so that he wanted to cause some of that pleasure himself. He avoided that place inside him, trying to stay away from it so that he couldn't even hit it on accident, knowing that would be his downfall though he kept his fingers moving in and out. He kept on until he was so close he didn't trust himself to move, lest he actually cum. "Alek, please" he whined, his hips jerking a little in need while his hand held tightly around the base of his cock to keep himself from letting go.
 
Alek offered the other a smirk when he laughed because he could easily see what was so amusing. h hummed happily at the mouth on his nipples, tipping his head back and arching into the mouth because god, that was wonderful. he was smiling, watching the other with burning eyes, heated and aroused as he watched the other play with his own nipples. that was hot. he knew the other didn't like the nipple clamps, but there where other things a person could do and he was half tempted to angle the water so that two streams would be a constant beating pulse against those perky nubs. he decided not to because he wasn't sure Jonathon could control himself enough for that. he licked his lips, adjusting himself when the other began stroking his cock and working himself open. it would have been hard to resist if Alek hadn't still been a little annoyed with the other. if he'd had less self control and knew how much a person could burn with need and want just from being watched. he did slowly stroke himself, it would have been cruel just to stand there, humiliating. not what he was going for. stroking himself would let Jonathon know that his show was in fact affecting Alek, very much so. it could still be humiliating, but not in a bad way. Alek smirked at the plead, perfect.

"Yes. Cum. now." he ordered, licking his lips. "Let me see you come completely undone. let me see you." he growled. "press that little spot deep inside and let me see you open and helpless." he ordered, gripping his own cock tightly now so he wouldn't cum all over himself as he watched the other cum. watching Jonathon cum was always beautiful to watch, the way he moved and writhed and whimpered. "Good boy." Alek purred, smirking at Jonathon. "now come here. kneel in front of me. i'm going to show you just who you belong to." he growled. "outside the stream of the water please, i don't want it washing away until i'm done with you." he admitted, smirking as he watched the other settle in place and angled his cock just right, stroking himself and cumming far too soon for Jon to do anything. the long white strips of cum painted over Jon's face, though Alek was very careful not to get any in his lovers eyes or ears. that wouldn't have been pleasant and he wanted this to be a lesson in humility and ownership, not of pain. not yet, they could explore that together later. "There." he purred, smirking at him. "You belong to me now." he admitted, pressing the tip of his cock to the others lips. "get me hard again, and then i'll fuck you to an inch of your life." he promised. "i think i've made my point."
 
Jon said a silent prayer as he was allowed to cum, not knowing what he could have possibly done to hold out much longer. His eyes shut tight and back arched as he let loose ribbons of cum along his stomach and chest, breathing heavily as he heard the words of the other again. He did exactly as he said and had thought he would suck him off, barely kneeling on the ground before Alek's cum hit him in the face, sucking in a breath of air and looking up at the man and licking his lips. He couldn't help the slight smirk as he was claimed "I am all yours" he promised, not making any movement to clean his face. The doorbell rang a couple times and he turned his head slightly "do you want me to go show the delivery guy just how much I belong to you?" he asked and licked a stripe up the underside of Alek's cock teasingly. He was fully prepared to follow through with the offer if Alek wanted him to. He was much more hungry right now for his cock than he was for the food waiting for them, however, so he'd be just as happy staying here and finishing this before even thinking about the sandwiches again.

He let his tongue swirl around the tip of his cock, collecting the semen that was left over and swallowing it as he looked up at his lover. He responded well to being humiliated, having been used to it from past relationships but with Alek he felt better about it. He knew the other actually loved him and didn't want to just degrade him for the sake of degrading him and getting off on making him feel like shit. This was definite punishment for him acting like a little shit and he certainly couldn't blame him for still being upset about it. He touched all the places with his tongue that he knew Alek liked, sucking on his balls as well and coating the entirety of his cock with his saliva. He wrapped his lips around it and took inch by inch slowly and teasingly, sucking and moaning as he took more to send vibrations through his member. He dug his fingernails into his hips and pulled them forward, really wanting for him to just thrust into his mouth but not wanting to take his mouth off of him to tell him so himself. Maybe if he just didn't move his head any more he'd do it, or not. It wouldn't surprise him if Alek wanted for him to do absolutely everything, wondering if Alek would make him fuck himself on the mans cock as well.
 
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