MewGulf oneshots

18+ Dance for me, baby (part 2)

Mew opened the front door softly and walked into the dark apartment. His heart thundered after he ran home from the car, knowing he was late and knowing what he had promised Gulf. When his eyes adjusted to the dark, he walked further into the dark room.

Was Gulf not home yet? "Gulf, I'm home baby." He said into the quiet room, hoping to get an answer back, but none came. Confused he walked through the living room and spotted the little bit of light coming from the bedroom through the crack of the door.

"Gulf are you here?" he opened the door to the bedroom and undid the top buttons of his shirt. His breath hitched when he saw a pouting but very sexy Gulf sitting on the bed in only a silk robe.

"You're late." Came the short answer from the bed. Mew walked further into the room to the bed where Gulf was sitting on. Keeping his eyes on the beautiful golden boy before him. His hair ruffled and parted from his face. The way he loved it.

"I'm so sorry babe. Something came up." Mew said, trying to show on his face how sorry he was. Gulfs pout grew bigger and he frowned. He moved to the edge of the bed showcasing his long slender legs that peaked out under the robe. Mew's eyes followed every movement as Gulf scooted closer to him. His mind full of thoughts of those legs, wrapped around him. Dancing before him. His eyes snapped up when he was suddenly grasped by Gulf's hand and turned over, falling onto the bed. Gulf leaned over him with a teasing smile. He bit down on his lip and sighed.

"You know, you made me wait. And you know when you make me wait, you're a bad boy. And bad boys should be punished." Mew was so focused on Gulf's face he didn't feel how he pulled his hands over his head, tracing every vein on his arms and fingers. Gulf face closed in and his hot breath fanned over Mew's face. Mew felt his blood rush south and his heart hammer against his chest. He wanted to touch Gulf, wrap him in his arms. He moved his arms to do so but found that they didn't come down.

Confusion decorated his face and Gulf grinned. Mew looked up at his arms and saw he was tied to the headboard with nothing more than a black silk robe. He pulled but Gulf had done a great job with tying him up, he couldn't move an inch. "Gulf..." he growled but Gulf only showed his million-dollar smile and sat up. He started by unbuttoning the buttons of Mew's dress shirt. Slipping his fingers over Mew's defined muscles. Button by button was opened and more golden skin came into view and Gulf caressed the skin over his six-pack down to his pants.

Mew watched with open mouth how the robe that Gulf was wearing showed nothing more than his long legs and his glistering chest decorated with a golden necklace. He wanted nothing more than to rip open that robe to see what Gulf was hiding underneath it. But how much he tried to, the rope around his wrists didn't budge. His breath hitched when gulfs fingers wrapped around the outline of his cock, straining in his pants. "so hard for me already..." Gulf said in a light voice and he looked up at Mew who was watching his every move.

A low groan bubbled up in his throat when the fingers moved to the edge if his waistband and opened the buttons of his pants. Gulf had slipped further down and now stood by the edge of the bed. His fingers curled around the fabric and pulled. Gulf gasped when Mew's thick lengths sprang free out of the confines of his pants and stood up straight, pointing at the ceiling. Gulf chuckled and he teasingly looked up at Mew again. "no underwear, you really are a bad boy." Mew smirked.

" I thought you liked that." Gulf tutted at him and flicked his finger on Mew's leaking tip. Mew pulled on his restraints wanting to flip them and fuck Gulf until he screamed his name. He was already on edge from all this teasing he didn't think he could handle more. He didn't know what was to come because the next moment he almost went wild with lust. Gulf had pulled his pants down his legs and stood up and started swaying his hips.