Spicy Oc smutshots

What's wrong?

Contains:
light BDSM, bondage, fingering, blow jobs, vibrator, rough sex

Ezra noticed that his boyfriend had started to get more antsy lately. The normally calm, patient boy was starting to get upset and frustrated a lot faster than usual. He also just seemed to be in a generally bad mood. Ezra had no idea why though, had he done something wrong? Was he the cause of his sweet boyfriends spoiled mood? The obvious way to solve the problem of course, was to just ask him about it. However Ezra had already tried this method and it didn't exactly go too well for him. "You know what's wrong", Marcus had answered bluntly. Ezra in fact, did not know.

For hours he went over everything that they've done the past two weeks in order to figure out what could possibly be the cause, but to no succes. The truth is that he shouldn't have been looking at what they did do. He should have been looking at what they didn't do. The answer to this question was of course, was sex.

Ezra had been incredibly busy the past couple of weeks. Now that he was finally out of college and living with Marcus, he had all the time in the world to focus on his career. Ezra is a singer-songwriter and producer. He is basically  his own boss and has complete control over his work hours. Though sadly this meant that he overworked himself almost every day, staying up past midnight to eventually collapse onto the bed next to his unsatisfied lover.

At first Marcus didn't really mind. He also had a career to focus on and as a professional drummer, choreographer and influencer his days were packed. Yet he figured, one night as he sat on the bed with a dildo shoved up is ass, (while his boyfriend was probably passed out at his desk in the next room over), that this had gone too far. So he gave Ezra the cold shoulder for the next week until he figured it out by himself. But he also knew Ezra was terrible at taking hints so he wasn't really expecting anything.

The next day when he got home though, Ezra wasn't anywhere to be seen. Not in the living room, not at his desk, not in the kitchen, just gone. But maybe he was just sleeping, Marcus thought as he went to open the bedroom door. As soon as he saw what was waiting for him in there, he froze up and his jaw dropped.

There he was, Ezra, lying on the bed in nothing but his boxers. The room was filled with incredible smelling candles and the bed was covered in rose petals and red rope. Marcus was too stunned to speak.

"Surprise", Ezra said. His voice sounded confident and smooth but in reality he was absolutely terrified, hoping and praying that this was what Marcus had wanted the past couple of weeks. "I-", Marcus stammered and Ezra was ready to be scolded for thinking that sex was magically going to make him feel better. "I love you", the boy finished, a bright smile spreading across his face. He took a step towards the bed but Ezra stopped him in his tracks.

"I love you too but today is gonna be a little different from usual", Ezra said as he watched Marcus struggle to contain his excitement. "Strip". Ezra was using THAT voice, that low growly demanding voice that he only used in situations like this. Marcus felt himself start to get hard already just by hearing him speak. He quickly started taking of his clothes and was left in his light blue boxers. "Those too", Ezra spoke. Marcus knew that if he would disobey anything his lover told him he would get a "punishment". It's not that he disliked getting punished, but he wanted to see what his boyfriend had planned first.

As soon as his boxers were off he got scooped up into a pair of strong, rough arm and thrown onto the bed. Ezra crawled on top of him and grabbed the thick red rope. They had only done bondage a couple of times before but it had been absolutely exhilarating. Marcus was doing his best to stay still while Ezra skilfully tied the rope all around his body in a couple of minutes. Marcus felt his heart beating faster, he was fully hard at this point and struggling to hold back little moans every time Ezra pulled on the rope to make sure it was nice and tight.