to be with danger

don't know how to feel about this

Gulping and hard, Mr. Tyme Furrowed his brow to smack his lips has he started to come about mentally.
Taking in a deep breathe, he then slowly opened his eyes to dart them to widened his eyes.
He then lifted his head up a bit to look over type who was to his back, head turned to the side to be sleeping.
Was..... Everything that happened between us.,....a dream?
Mr. Tyme narrowed his eyes to then look down has he heard a noise, he eyed the chain to types ankle to then shake his head, he then took his arm away to then go to his back to place a hand to his forehead to look up to start to rub at it, the hangover was causing him a giant headache.
He then made a face has he started to assess this situation.
Sighing, he then slowly got up to head to the bathroom, type then slowly opened his eyes to dart to then to grit his teeth.
To the bathroom, Mr. Tyme was before the sink after he relieved himself to be eyeing down to shake his head.
You broke one of your rules, don't have sex while intoxicated.
Mr. Tyme signed again to then turn on the facet to gather water to his hands to then drink has much has he could.
Turning the water off, he looked himself in the mirror to then eye down to his stomach, he saw dried cum.
Rolling his eyes, he then turned to start the shower to then take a very quick one.
Out he looked about to find a towel to wrap it about, to then go to the bedroom where type had his back to the wall to be looking down with a large pillow covering most of him.
Mr. Tyme eyed him up and down to then take in a very deep breathe to then go to the dresser.
Type took in a very deep breathe.
"I.... Want to have an...... Abortion."
Mr. Tyme stopped touching the clothing to then shrug to then look further about.
Type lifted his head up to look over his back.
"Did you hear what I said! I want to have an abortion."
Mr. Tyme got dressed to let the towel hit the floor to then turn to eye type without any real facial expressions.
"No."
Type raised an eye brow.
"Excuse me?"
"I said no. First we're going to see if that baby is mine and a boy, then after you deliver you will die."
Types lips parted..
"Just kill me now then!"
Mr. tyme scoffed.
"I will not kill an innocent over this, especially since it may be mine."
Type started to breathe heavily to then flex his jaw.
"And if it's not?"
Mr. Tymes eyes narrowed.
"What was that?"
Type gulped.
"What if I....... Told you..... The man you may have killed, that was my partner....... What if I told you..... He was the father...... Then what?"
Mr. Tyme gritted his teeth and hard to then go about, type kept his eyes to him to move a bit away from the middle of the bed to the side.
Mr. Tyme took in a very deep breathe to then place his hands to the bed to bend over a bit to give type a very serious look.
"If I find that to be true, I will be torturing you until you die. Is that something you want?"
Type took in deep breathes to just eye Mr. Tyme up and down.
He then rolled his eyes to then straighten up to then take his hands to the bottom of his shirt to take it over.
Type eyed this action confused.
"What are you doing?"
Mr. Tyme then bend over has he took off his shorts to then go to the bed on his knees to then go to type to place a hand to his head to grip his hair to then place a hand to his neck to grip a bit to move his head back, type placed his hands to his arms to claw at him a bit.
"Let go you son of a.....mm!"
Mr. Tyme moved type about to then place his mouth to his cock to down, he hung his head to watch this action.
"Something......I didn't realize previously.....mmm...... When you lie...... You're eyes move...... You were a virgin with me.....I also don't believe you would let another inside..... especially when you have this fantasy of you being straight.....aaah...."
Mr. Tyme then lifted his head back has he made type deep throat. He then tensed to cum into him.
Type choked a bit to then place his hands up to then push mr. Tyme away to then scrabble to try and get off the bed, acting and quick, mr. Tyme then grabbed him to have type to his knees to have his hands to his wrists to place to either side of his body to be at his ear to thrust himself fully in and hard.
Type lifted his head back to moan and goan.
"Fuck! Mmmmm stop!"
Mr. Tyme started to lick at types ear .
"Stop you say, can you not feel what you're body is wanting?"
"I don't give a shit what my body wants! I want you to stop! You cheating son of a bitch!"
Mr. Tyme moved his head back to keep to continue to pound his way into types tight semi wet hole.
"We were never really in an actual relationship, we are definitely not in one now, thus how can I be cheating!"
Mr. Tyme then placed his hands to types chest to then use his fingers to play with his nipples to go to his neck to bite.
Type placed his hands over Mr. Tymes to wince has he felt his teeth into his neck.
"Damnit stop!"
Mr. Tyme moved his mouth off of types neck to go back to his ear.
"Tell your body that, can feel your ass wiggling about my cock..... Know you want it "
Type hung his head to be disgusted with himself has Mr. Tyme continued to thrust deeply in.
Laying to his side, type looked to the wall with a long face, placing his clothes back on, Mr. Tyme turned to then tilt his head has he saw cum coming out types ass to then slowly look to him.
"Know for the length you are here......I will be using your body however I want until you are too show or the doctor tells me not to."
Type squeezed his eyes tight.
"You touch me again I'm going to rip your balls off and shove them down your throat!"
Mr. Tyme laughed.
"Has if you can really stop me, or your own body wants and desires, you are still a pregman type, both know you fucking want it"
Mr. Tyme scoffed to then leave.
"You little whore."
Types eyes popped open to then move up a bit to look to the empty space.
"You are never ever going to touch me again! You hear me you son of a bitch!" Type screamed in anger.