BL Smut One Shot

Emerson x Braxton

Name: Emerson

Age: 24

Occupation: cafe worker

Name: Braxton

Age 26

Lawyer

I am baccccckkk~ did change it up a touch but still same chapter

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Emerson was at work, just about to walk out for the day. He was having fantastic day. He doesn't mind working at the cafe, that is located on the corner of his busy street. It pays decently enough and he can be home when his boyfriend gets off work. However, his boyfriend, Braxton, is a lawyer, and works the 9 to 5 type of job. Depending on if he has court or not.

Today was that day. Braxton had a court to defend a case that involved a wife and a child. He was pissed off and raging. What he hates the most are people who hit children and women, people who are pedos, and people who kill other people. The case was just that; a man beating his wife and trying to take custody of their 10 year old child. But because the guy had a lawyer just as good as Braxton. The guy got off with a warning and a custody court date to be pending.

To say Braxton wasn't happy was the understatement of the year. He was driving home knuckles white around the steering wheel of his car, the anger flowing. But he knew that once he stepped foot into their home, the smiling face of his boyfriend would help his mood.

Or he hopes he will..

Emerson was making his boyfriend's favorite drink, coffee black. No sugar, no cream. His sugar was all Braxton needed, as stated by the lawyer himself. When the door opened, the man of his dreams stomped in. He held a smile. He knew some days were going to be hard, but he never expected to see such an angry man. 'this case must have been difficult' Emerson thought as he walked over and handed him his cup of coffee. The man, the love of Emerson's life, took it with a short thanks but barely drank a sip of it.

That was the indication, so Emerson took ahold of the hand of his lover and brought him to their bedroom. The bed sat in the center of the room. He gently placed him on the edge. "What's the matter?" Emerson asked him, worry seeping into his face. Braxton didn't like seeing that.

"Nothing baby, I'm fine," he said in a calm tone of voice. But Emerson knew him too well. They met two and half years ago, started dating, and pretty much learned their limits and their ticks. "No, tell me," Emerson edged him, pulling himself up on the bed. The emerald eyes turned to Emerson, and he sighed.

"very well!" He said a little louder than expected and apologized for it. He explained to his boyfriend why he was mad. And the poor boy who never really go mad or upset. Was holding back his anger for Braxton, he hated those kinds of people. But somehow Emerson found himself getting turned on by how upset his significant other was. Though he tried to hide it and reason with himself that this isn't the time.

But it was too late. Braxton noticed that his lover was restless and a mess. Once again, the cues they learned about each other can not be hidden from them. "Why you so shifty, sweetheart?" The question from the taller male wasn't a question that needed a verbal answer too. He stared and knew.

"oh," a laugh left Braxton's mouth, "you find me more attractive when I'm mad, don't you?" He asked, standing up, making his lover blush, and hiding his face. "Do you want me to take this anger out on you?" The following question made a gasp and a whine leave Emerson's mouth. "Yes? No?" Braxton coaxed his lover more onto the bed without Emerson realizing was following an order.

Braxton slowly took of his suit jacket, followed by his tie, which he gently placed on his baby's wrists, turning into a makeshift rope. The sudden action made the boy under him gasp and get goosebumps. He was swift in his movements. The taller male was fully naked and had his lover stripped before Emerson could process.

Maybe it's the thought of getting fucked that clouded the eyes of the young man. Braxton stared softly into the blue eyes of his sweetheart. "Don't give me those puppy eyes, "Braxton said, using the anger he still had to order his baby to calm down with the look. Emerson enjoyed it. No harm to it. The rough kiss between them was full of need, love, and anger, and it was just messy. The boys couldn't get enough of it. The body of the taller gentleman pressed his lover, letting him know that was more about to come.

The needy whine when Braxton pulled away from the kiss for air and prepared his lover. It only took a minute to prepare his needy, whiny lover. Who was face down, and ass up, as they say. Braxton, being gentle at first, pushed his dick into his boyfriend. The drawn out moan from Emerson was more than Braxton could take, so he pulled out and repeated the action once more but rougher.

Making the male moan louder and Braxton's name to fall of his lips. That fueled him to go faster, and to use the anger. His hands gripped the boy's hips to pull him in as he thrusts. Their moans and sounds filled up the room. The noise complaints they will probably receive will happen. It usually happens.

It reminds Braxton to soundproof the bedroom every time, but never gets around to doing it. "Be quiet, do you want to get in trouble again?" Braxton said into his lover's ear, biting at the earlobe, making him moan out "words" he thrust into his lover harder and gripped his hips tighter. "No, I don't wanna~ get in trouble," he said in between the pleasure and the pain that he loved when it came to their pleasure.

Braxton smirked, now to test his baby's limits. He shifted both of them to an angle that would have his name screamed, the only way to test his ability to be quiet. "No~ not this~" an eerie chuckle left the lawyer's mouth, and the movement returned, faster and deeper into his lover. The poor boy was struggling. His mouth found it's way to a pillow, covering his mouth. The drool seeped and the tears fell down his face. It was not of sadness.

"Ah baby, you can do this for me. Why are you crying?" He edged his baby on, pushing further in as he can manage, kind of just holding it there. A slight pressure was building on the young male. A whine escaped, and a moan followed. " You can't?" Braxton faked a sad voice "too bad baby," a whine once again left.

But again, not because of sadness. Braxton began to move a little slower, but that was only for a second. He went back to the hard and fast pace. A cry of a moan left Emerson. The loud moans were a failure on his end. But he stopped caring when he got into that position. His arms was pressed into his back, tied together by Braxton, being held by Braxton hands. The hours of their love did in fact, make a few people knock on their door.

But they ignored it. "Okay my baby, you can cum.." Braxton had denied his release for an hour when he finally got to hit their climax at the same time. Something Braxton wants but won't fuss about if it doesn't happen. He will just tease his lover in the act. They both went and cleaned up all their mess. The praises and after care Emerson got was something he looked forward to but didn't always want. He loved the roughness that he got in bed.