to be with danger

indulgence

Taken to the bed, type was flopped down to have his hands to Mr. Tymes to be struggling with him to try to get him to stop.
The two wrestled for a bit, for Mr. Tyme to then out weigh him to place his fingers through types to pin them to either side of his head to raise an eye brow has they both were breathing heavily.
Type then peered his eyes down has did Mr. Tyme.
"Mm, guess you are hungry."
He then slowly looked up.
"I'm going to complete the food you were to be making, unless you need to use the bathroom stay here, you don't want to know what I'll do if you don't listen!"
Type flexed his jaw to then watch this man get up to then leave.
He then got up on his forarms to turn his head to eye the bathroom, Mr. Tyme stopped to then turn to eye this action.
"Don't."
Type looked back to him to grit his teeth to then bring up a hand to flip him off. Mr. Tyme narrowed his eyes to then turn to go.
Type flopped down to then place his arms over his eyes.
Shit! Ive always hated my body but why do I still have to react to this prick! He's going to kill you once you have this baby! He doesn't love you, probably never......
Type took in a deep breathe has his chin started to quiver, all the new hormones weren't helping, removing his arms he then peered his eyes down to see Mr. Tyme come in with a tray to set it to the side, to then move about to go and sit on type, to then place his hands to his collar to then rip apart his shirt, type gasped here and there to then turn his head to eye the shattered remains fall to the floor.
Mr. Tyme then looked to the side to place his hand to a fork to then gather some food to it to then place his hand to types head to turn it to then feed him, type furrowed his brow, to then sit up to place his hands to Mr tymes chest to push him away to chew at the food to then swallow.
"What do you think you doing! I'm not a baby!"
Mr. Tyme rolled his eyes, to then place the fork to the tray to then push type down to gather his wrists into one to place above his head to then place his other hand to the side of his body to then slowly move it down to then go about to place it to his pants to start to undo has he gave him direct contact.
"Your not taking care of yourself, thus you are a baby "
Type narrowed his eyes to start to struggle.
"Fuck you! Get off!"
Mr. Tyme shook his head.
"We're way past that."
Type rolled his eyes.
"You want me to lose the baby then! I'm still recovering!"
"Mm, all your tests are normal and fine"
Mr. Tyme then moved himself down to start to kiss at his body to then lick and nip, type peered his eyes down with a face.
There is nothing here anymore...... He feels nothing for you!
Types chin started to quiver again he then looked up to eye over the ceiling.
Mr. Tyme felt type relax to then move back up to eye over him
"Done fighting against the inevitable?"
Type turned his head to keep his mouth shut.
Mr. Tyme gritted his teeth, to then let types hands. Go from up above to then grab the fork to place more food to it to then move types head to the side to then feed him, Mr. Tyme looked over the action, he could see a defeated type.
Mr. Tyme signed to then place back the fork to eye it.
"Are you really not wanting this?"
Type widened his eyes a bit to look over Mr. Tyme to make a hard facial expression, he couldn't honestly answer that.
Mr. Tyme slowly looked back to raise an eye brow.
"Are you not to be wanting this type?"
Type gritted his teeth to remain silent.
Mr. Tyme narrowed his eyes to then place his hands to the bottom of his shirt to then start to take it over his head to throw to the side to grab types hands to place them too his body, type eyed the action to start to breathe heavily.
"Do you really not want me?"
Type flexed his jaw.
Mr. Tyme then took types hands to his pants to start to undo with him.
Type started to breathe even harder, mr. Tyme then took his hands away to raise them mid air to continue to eye type.
"Show me what you are wanting."
Type made a very hard pained face to then let a tear fall has he started to take mr. tymes pants apart to then move them down with his boxers to then place his hands to his chest to push him down to then move up and fast has the tray filled with food fell off to hit the ground, type then placed his hands to his pants to take down to the one ankle that had the chain to then get on mr. Tyme to then hover over his erection to eye over it.
Mr. Tyme took in a deep breathe to then place his hands to types face to make him look at him.
"Show me what you want type."
"God! I hate that I want you...... Tharn!"
Tharns eyes widened to then bring type to his lips for a crushing kiss has type then placed himself down to that throbbing hard rock cock to then bounce himself up and down on it, he honestly couldn't fight against what his body and what his stupid heart was yearning for.
To there sides, type was asleep, to the other side, tharn was snuggled up against him with an arm about to have his hand to his head to be looking down at type to miss this kind of thing..
Tharn took in a very deep breathe to then place his hand under the blanket to then place his hand to types flat stomach.
What am I going to do now? I'm still in love with this decitful son of a bitch!
Tharn signed to then place his other arm under types head to then go down to close his eyes to stay to this position, to not really know what to do next.