The Lake | BxB

-6- No Strings Attached

Romeo remained sat by the lake for the rest of the day, he didn't bother moving as the sun began to set and the air became chillier. He didn't mind it, going back to the cabin to get beaten to a pulp again wasn't preferable compared to staying out here.

Placing his hands in his hoodie pockets to keep warm they brushed his black leather wallet. Pulling it out Romeo grimaced to himself, he might as well let loose. What did he have to lose?

Scrambling to his feet he set off walking towards the town. It wasn't super late and the sun was still visible but the birds repetitive songs were beginning to cease. As he strolled down the beaten path he spotted Gabriel sat under a tree. The dog was lay beside him fast asleep as Gabriel focused on his sketchbook.

Whilst walking past Romeo couldn't help but sneak a peek at what the brunette was drawing. It was a branch with a squirrel on it. The details were perfected to the T. He was a very good artist that's for sure. If only he'd stick to art and not harassing Romeo with his mere presence.

Continuing to walk Romeo eventually reached the big city. He plodded nonchalantly around his eyes adjusting to the bright flashing lights, eventually a particular nightclub caught his eyes due to a rainbow flag situated on it, that's the type of place he'd been looking for.

Romeo knew he shouldn't but he just didn't care at that point, whenever he felt like this and couldn't cut going out clubbing, getting hammered and hooking up with some random dude was his go too, if they knew his age they'd probably be thinking twice about hooking up with him but that was their problem not his. Romeo looked 18 and if they didn't ask that's their responsibility.

Flashing his fake id lazily at the bouncer Romeo paid the fee then walked in. His senses were immediately overloaded by so many things. Loud music blaring out sounding like it was bouncing off the very walls of the night club, the smell of alcohol and sweat was repulsing, the bright strobe lights flickering back and forth dancing off of all the shiny, reflective surfaces on the dance floor.

Romeo immediately got into his element strolling casually over to the bar. He ordered a water knowing better than to order something alcoholic and get id'd right off the bat, he needed to wait for the bar staff themselves to start getting tipsy before doing that.

As if on cue another man immediately took the stool next to him. He wasn't anything special. He had long black hair, a moustache and a somewhat muscular build. He'd do.

"You here with anyone?" The man asked gruffly glancing at the other empty seat beside Romeo.

"Nah, are you?" Romeo answered glancing at his nails trying to seem disinterested.

"Nope, just my lonesome" The man answered. "Drinks on me?" He suggested. Perfect. Romeo nodded accepting the man's offer. He watched carefully as the bartender poured the drinks then slid them over. He didn't think this man had any intents other than a quick, no strings attached hook up but to be on the safe side he wasn't going to let his drink out of his sight before it was down.

They both drank their shots speaking lightly about the weather and soccer, a topic that was absolutely boring to Romeo which he made abudently clear to the man.

Seemingly taking the hint that Romeo wasn't interested in chit chatting the guy raised his eyebrows. "Shall we find a room?" He said.

"Yes, we shall" Romeo replied mimicking the mans eccentric accent. Playing a game was what Romeo did best, he was a player at heart, he wasn't sure he could ever settle down. Not was he sure he even wanted to settle down, where would be the thrill once the chase was over? Being stuck in a loveless marriage like his parents wasn't Romeo's idea of a future.

Creeping around back they eventually found a spare room entering it and shutting the door.

As soon as the door shut the man grabbed Romeo's waist pinning him to the wall and aggressively covering him in small kisses. Romeo sighed in satisfaction allowing the man to explore his body with his lips searching for every little crevasse to make love too.

Usually Romeo preferred being the dominating top, he enjoyed having the power and making whoever was under him his bitch. Today however he wanted to bottom it out, let this man's desires run wild and live his fantasies.

Quickly ripping off Romeo's hoodie, followed by his jeans the man shoved Romeo onto the bed.

"You do what I tell you okay?" He whispered seductively in Romeo's ear. Romeo smiled letting out a small whimper as his response, he knew that'd set the man off.

Predictably it did and the man gripped Romeo harder pulling his boxers down in one clean motion. He then raised Romeo's arms above his head using zip ties to tie Romeo to the bed posts, he then did the same with his legs. Kinky much?

"You're mine, I own you right now" The man whispered breathlessly. Romeo nodded letting out another shrill whimper, he did enjoy playing the submissive role sometimes, but knew if he had the chance this guy would be screaming his name by the time he was done with him.

He then heard the sound of clothes hitting the floor and felt the man inserting himself. "You ready?" He asked but didn't wait for a response immediately beginning to thrust back and forth as Romeo moaned loudly. He felt himself tensing up as the man went deeper inside of him filling him with sticky, warm white liquid almost instantly. The moaning and whimpering must've really turned him on.

Once he'd done climaxing he flipped Romeo over jerking the boy off whilst whispering in his ear, Romeo eventually came too gasping for breath as the man sucked him off. This was the perfect distraction.

Eventually after Romeo was done his restraints were untied, he was usually weary of being tied up because he'd occasionally left guys who annoyed him tied to the beds in these places but thankfully this man didn't do the same to him.

"I like doing it with freaks" He whispered to Romeo hoarsely wiping the saliva from his lips as they both began to put their clothes back on.

"What makes you think I'm a freak?" Romeo asked in amusement.

"The bandage round your wrist, you're a cutter. An emo freak whose main personality trait is being suicidal, I find that sexy. It means you're easy. It's hard to find easy buff guys" The man explained making Romeo's heart drop.

"Not cool" He hissed quickly concealing the soft, white bandage wrapped around his wrist with his hoodie sleeve.

"Cmon freak, you know you like it" the man teased but Romeo shook his head. He wasn't in the mood to be taken advantage of because of his mental health, if he'd known that was the guys reason for enjoying himself so much he'd have stopped him.

"Fuck off dude, that's not cool" Romeo spat making the man chuckle.

"Oh no the Emo's found his tongue, that's cute. What are you gonna do blast depressive suicidal music at me?" He mocked.

"You won't get so lucky next time" Romeo answered coldly. Frankly after the day he'd had he didn't have the energy to say much more, so instead he just shoved the man roughly before heading out of the room not looking back as he began the cold walk home. Of course his distraction had to be ruined by someone like that guy. Absolute jerk.

As he walked past the spot he'd seen Gabriel sketching in earlier he was surprised to see the brunette still there, he was now fast asleep cuddled into Bubbles the dog cutely, his sketchbook resting on his knee haphazardly as he breathed lightly.

Stopping in his tracks Romeo gazed at the sleeping boy, he looked so peaceful under the big tree, cuddled up to his dog not having a care in the world, as Romeo walked quietly away he found himself wishing his life could be like that. Why was Gabriel so lucky and he wasn't? Maybe one day.