collar - why don't we

collar, 016

warnings: sexual intercourse.

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THE DOOR WAS

wide open, Corbyn's steps dreading their fall. "You can do it." He whispered softly to himself, eyes aimed right at his captor. Daniel lay on the bed, still in his jeans and hoodie, eyes directed to his mobile device.

"Dani?" He knocked lightly on the wooden doorway, watching as the blond's head lifted with a smile. "Come here, puppy." He set his phone down, arms extending to invite the younger in. Corbyn bit his lip anxiously, lifting his leg so one was on either side of Daniel's thighs.

"You okay? You seem nervous." One hand lifted from his waist, cupping his warming cheek. Fuck, Corbyn hated how caring he was. "I've just never asked you for this before." The mumble was almost incoherent, but Daniel tilted his head at the words. "I won't be mad, i promise. You know you can ask for anything."

"I need you." His hands were on his chest, tears collecting in his eyes. The soft smirk didn't go unnoticed, thumb gently brushing over his cheekbone. "Need me for what, hmm?" The bite on his lip was harder now, a slow trail of blood following down to his chin. "Please, Dani." Daniel's thumb followed the red liquid up to the brunet's lips, wiping the blood down on his tongue. "Tell me what you want, Corbyn."

"You." Corbyn's eyes faltered, not daring to keep contact. "I want you, please." A chuckle was heard, but still the younger didn't raise his chin. "Where do you want me? Tell me, baby. Where?" Now his head was directed back to him, stare soft. "Inside of me."

"You want me to fuck you, puppy? Treat you like my pretty little bitch?" A soft whimper fell from his lips, collar gripped tightly to pull him close. "Yes, sir. Please, i need you." His eyes didn't once stray, a soft whisper falling from his lips. "Please,"

The hand once gripping the collar, now lifted to the dark strands of hair, forcing the younger's head to tilt back. "My little whore, offering his body to me." The words fell from his lips as he sat upright, leaning down to leave almost unnoticeable kisses down his neck. "Please, sir, i beg of you." Corbyn's eyelids fluttered closed as Daniel's teeth grazed his skin, free hand gripping his unclothed thigh. "Patience, puppy."

The light glow entered through the open window, soft breeze hitting their clothed skin. He had to convince him, they had to move faster. The sun had already set and soon the neighbors would go to sleep.

"Please. I need you, i can't be patient anymore. It's been hours until i actually came up here, please." "Like i fucking told you, puppy, be patient or i'll leave you like this. Needy, begging." The grip on his hair tightened, lips parting in bliss. Corbyn's fingers clenched together in fists, Daniel's hoodie tight between his skin.

The blond only took it as a sign, letting his hands falter to Corbyn's sides with a feathery touch. Daniel slipped his hands under the orange hoodie and lifted it slowly, letting his nails leave goosebumps on the younger's skin. His chest tightened as he gasped, hips bucking without warning.

"Don't i have a pretty boy," Corbyn only bit his lower lip, hoodie discarded, hands finally caressing his torso in a rush. "All mine, aren't you, puppy?" And that sickeningly sweet voice returned. "Yes, master. All yours."

The brunet's hands lifted to cup his cheeks, leaning down to finally collide their lips. Daniel's grip tightened on his waist, chest to chest. A soft growl was emitted, but Corbyn paid no mind to it, pressing his body against the older's even harder. One hand gently faltered from his cheek down to shoulder, the fabric soft against the pads of his fingers. The hoodie was only lifted slightly, fingers fiddling with the belt buckle for only a few seconds, before his wrists were gripped.