Impress Me Not: Neon Underground

Chapter 50

There weren't many who willingly let him do this to them. Not many would stay when he was so angry. No matter the culture, a dom always knew to control their strength, never letting their sub feel the pain they could truly cause. Most of them couldn't handle it. At least, they couldn't handle Melvin's strength. Not with the amount of rage that came with it, like that night.

He never knew that someone was going to be able to handle him. Mateo was strong himself, but that didn't mean that he had a good pain tolerance. The man had lasted pretty long on the nights they spent in the private rooms, but Melvin had still held back.

This was the one night he couldn't. He was so pissed that if he was going to be around anyone, he knew it was going to turn into something worse. He was called a monster on multiple occasions, and he didn't doubt them.

But damn did he meet his match this time.

His neck was strong and thick. It made him want to choke him; to test just how strong it was. It could handle Melvin's grip. It was gorgeous with skin that felt like silk. The muscles were so easy to feel and massage. He would love to be his necklace for more than just a night.

He fucked him good and hard. It helped him feel better, but it didn't help the craving that was quickly growing for the pretty boy that was still trying to catch his breath against the wall right by his desk.

"You look so hot like this," Melvin whispered into his ear. He could feel him shiver at his breath. It fed an ego that Melvin thought he had squashed a long time ago. "You know that?" He trailed his nose lightly down the back of the man's neck. He kept massaging his hip with one hand. The other moved towards one of the items he had grabbed from his locker. "You're going to be such a good pet for me tonight."

He just finished a minute ago, but the feeling of him shuddering against him was enough to get him started again. He just took off the condom that he used before, but there were plenty he still had in his desk drawer. They were important to have with any special event his club held. They proved useful here, too.

But no. Melvin had something better planned.

A gasp came from him as Melvin put the toy inside him. It had been a gift from a while ago. Melvin hadn't gotten the chance to use it until right then, and it seemed all too perfect. It was black with a diamond at the tip. He made sure that it went in all the way, only showing the shiny rock at the surface.

"What-?" Mateo could barely say the word before his body shuddered again. A moan escaped him right when Melvin pressed the button that controlled it.

"You should know by now to not ask questions," Melvin said, grabbing the ribbon he had used earlier. "It won't get you anywhere but trouble."

"What if I like trouble?" Mateo asked, his voice breathless. It was the sexiest sound he had ever heard.

"You're already in it," Melvin said, nibbling his ear. "Did you already eat dinner?"

"Yeah," he answered, leaning into his lips. "Why?"

"Because you're going to need all the energy you can get," he smirked, tying that ribbon around his wrists. While he liked rope, but there was something about ribbon that looked perfect on that tanned skin. It was like wrapping up a present for himself.

That ribbon was tough enough to hook onto the desk with ease. Melvin moved him to the underneath, right where he would have the perfect view, yet too far away to touch. He didn't want that just yet. Mateo's head would rest right by Melvin's knee instead. He put his fingers through that brown hair, enjoying just how soft it was.