His dress (AnsonCharles)

Preparations (15+)

Charles's POV

He fell back asleep so I got up quietly and am now making him breakfast. It's true that I can't quite find my way around in his kitchen yet, but we'll work on that. For now I'll just have to open every single drawer when I'm looking for something. Thank God, he has a small kitchen.

"Hey," "Oh, hi!" I almost dropped the pan I was holding. "Sorry, didn't mean to startle you. J was just looking for you..." he says and I assure him I'm fine. Then I point to the table and ask him to sit so I can serve breakfast.

While we eat, his leg keeps touching mine. At first I thought it was by accident, so I moved away. Then I felt his knee touch mine and from time to time he rubbed our calves together. I don't know what he's doing, but since it's still early and we don't have to leave yet, I go with it to see where he takes this...

Anson's POV

He's washing the dishes and I'm standing just behind him, watching and thinking. I check the time and it says 8.30, which means we got plenty of time left.

I step closer, hug him around the waist, pressing my chest against his back. "Could you please give me a ride to the studio later? You'll still have time to go back home before you need to be there." I whisper each sentence to one ear, making sure my breath touches his earlobes. "You know I will," he turns his head to the side to watch me in the eyes as he answers.

He wipes his hands and puts away the kitchen cloth while maintaining eye contact. "Are you done?" I ask, letting my hands travel from his stomach down to his hips. "All cleaned up," he says quietly and turns away, now resting his arms on my shoulders. "Except for me..." He pulls my head closer so he can whisper directly into my ear: "And I think you're quite dirty too."

He looks at me, biting his lip, one hand on the back of my head stroking my hair, the other making its way down my biceps, my lower arm and finally stopping on the waistband of my pants (the only thing I'm wearing). "You think or you know?" I ask with a demanding undertone to my voice. I see a spark in his eyes. "I know."

Charles's POV

"You think or you know?" He said it with a rough voice. So I guess he's trying to assert dominance over me? This should be fun, still, I won't let him succeed so easily😏. "I know," I say, hold his hand and drag him to the bathroom. I press him against the wall and I can see I surprised him, but at the same time I think he's getting really excited.

He pushes off the wall and spins us around. He puts my arms above my head, pressing them to the wall with one hand, while his other hand slides down my cheek and along my jawline. "I think it's your turn to be a good guy and do as I say." He leans closer, whispering: "After all, you do want me to blow off some steam so I can be calm for the show, don't you?"

While talking his hand moves from my jaw downwards. His finger going down my neck, then squeezing my chest muscle and finally pinching my nipple. I moan just when he stops talking and immediately after that he bites my earlobe gently which drives me crazy. "Come on, moan for daddy," he says quietly and bites again. I do so, even if I still think about testing his dominance (I just couldn't stop myself).

Anson's POV

He tries to free his arms but I'm keeping them firmly pinned. "Ah-ah-ah. I don't think so." I hold his cheek again and turn his head towards me. I kiss him and let my free hand wander. I touch his jaw, his neck, his cut muscles, even grab his butt. That last one makes him twitch and I feel he's trying to peel off the wall to get closer to me. I don't like being too mean, so I press my body against his and slam him back to the wall.

I let go of his arms and take off his pants while he does the same to me. I pull him into the shower and turn on the cold water. At first he shakes a bit but then he just ignores it and turns his focus to me. He starts kissing me again and I'm not resisting. I even let him leave a couple hickeys on my neck. Damn how I'd like to do the same, but I have a dress to think about and covering up love bites would just take a lot of time and make up so I hold back.

Instead, I order him: "On your knees," which confuses him but he does so. He looks like he's about to pray, which is kind of funny.

I step closer and hold his head to look him in the eyes. "Do me a favour and I'll return it..." I say, bite my lip and move his head towards my dick. First he takes it in his hands, rubbing it slowly, then he starts to blow me, going faster and faster. When I feel I'm far enough, I stop him and pull him up.

Charles's POV

My body's pressed against the cold tiles, sending shivers down my spine. But I don't care. He's kissing me passionately, dry humping my leg and pressing his thigh to my dick so I can do the same. I'm getting harder now and all I can think about are his moans and us fucking. I hope that happens soon...

The first thing I can control. I move both my hands to his nipples, squeezing them, pinching, massaging, whatever. It works cause he throws his head back and moans loudly. Then he looks me in the eyes, gives me an evil smirk and turns me around. He places my hands on the wall and makes me step away from it so I'm in a kind of tabletop position?

He spits on my ass and starts squeezing it with both his hands. I spread my buttcheeks for him, while turning to the side taking one hand of the wall and looking at him. I move my finger, pointing him to come closer. He does. I step a little further back, slap my ass against his dick and put my hand on his hip, squeezing whatever I can reach.

Anson's POV

"Fuck me daddy," he says in a provokative tone and I'm happy to oblige. "You'd like that huh?" "Mhmmm." He's moving his ass in a circle, rubbing it against my dick. "Then beg for it," I say strictly, placing my hands on his hips, even though every inch of my body wants to give in and just fuck him with no mercy.

"Please, daddy... Just fuck me... Please..." He talks seductively, still moving his ass but now he's licking one of his fingers as well. "Please, daddy... I want you inside me." His hand moves from his lips, going down his body, while caressing himself. "I want to feel your dick in me... Pleasee..." His hand reaches his dick, but he doesn't start rubbing it for real, he's just playing with himself. Fuck! He's so hot.

"Pleasee..." Now he's starting to moan and move his hand faster. He actually started jerking off now. "You asked for it," I say and almost start, before I remember to step away, reach to the top shelf and put on a condom.

Charles's POV

When he stepped out of the shower I actually thought he was gonna leave me. But thankfully he came back.

Both of my hands are on the wall, his are on my hips and his dick is teasing my ass. Finally he pushes in - no warning. I moan loudly even though I had no intentions of doing that.

When he starts going faster, I transfer all my weight onto one hand and start wanking off. "Faster daddy," I start to tease again and I repeat that a couple times, along with other phrases like: "You feel so good. ... Right there daddy, right there. ... Harder daddy, harder. ... Go fasterrrr." All accompanied by moans.

Anson's POV

After we both cumm and properly shower, we sit on the bed, hugging. I think about telling him my plans for later today, but I stop myself from doing so. It's supposed to be a surprise.

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Sorry for a slightly longer chapter, but I didn't want to drag this scene in two again.