Motionless In White Oneshots

Revenge ~ChrisxRicky~ (S)

A/N: Many apologies for my absence. Wattpad logged me out and I had to fight to gain access again but here's one I was working on for the past 3 months. Enjoy!

Chris kissed down his boyfriend's chest, leaving a trail of little love bites as he made his way to the boy's stomach, purposefully missing the spot where he knew Justin wanted his warm mouth the most. "Please, baby." Justin groaned, rolling his hips forwards.

The goth smirked as he climbed back up, locking their eyes. He allowed a small amount of attention as his hand slipped down the dominant man's joggers, palming him through his underwear. "I don't think so, daddy. I could just leave you here to suffer." Chris spoke, leaning down so his forehead rested against Justin's. He was grateful that he thought about tying the other's wrists to the headboard, otherwise he'd be choking on barely four inches of cheating cock. Though, he wasn't going to let Justin aware that he knew his 'secret.' "I was thinking we could try something new tonight."

Justin watched his boy with a close eye as Chris pulled off his black robe, revealing a black lace thong which perfectly captured the roundness of his thick ass, matching stockings, and a garter snuggly wrapped around his upper leg. The slight tightness allowed a gorgeous view of the goth's thick thighs that spilt out a little. Along with a full face of makeup which consisted of a matte black lip and a smoky black eye that was perfectly blended with a deep purple, Chris was lucky he hadn't been snapped up as a full course meal. "Fuck, baby. You look so good." Justin commented, his eyes glowing with lust and want. He couldn't believe how lucky he was.

"This old thing?" Chris chuckled, spinning around slowly, giving Justin a full view of his outfit which complimented his heavily tattooed body. "It's just something I threw together quickly." That was a lie, Chris had purposely bought this outfit a few days ago for tonight.

Justin tugged at the ropes which held him down, cursing under his breath as he couldn't touch the boy. "Let daddy fuck you, pretty boy. Please?"

Chris smirked as he climbed on the other's lap, intentionally sitting all his weight on Justin's crotch, and he couldn't help but bite his bottom lip when he felt how hard Justin was. "You weren't lying when you said you liked me in lingerie, were you daddy?"

"N-no...fuck, baby." Justin gasped as Chris rocked back and forth, creating a teasing amount of friction. "Makes me so hard..."

Again, Chris smirked as he leaned forward, biting down on Justin's neck, making sure to pull with his teeth as he slowly pulled back. "I can feel that, daddy. You want my tight hole so bad, don't you?"

Justin nodded, letting out breathy pants as Chris held eye contact while he continued rocking, knowing he was working the boy to his limits. When Chris normally acted like this, Justin would take matters into his own hands and pin the boy down, pounding his hole without mercy, only stopping when Chris used his safe-word or gave any sign of uncertainty. "Want you more than anything. Give daddy your hole."

Chris pulled back, letting his smirk sit heavy on his lips. "I don't think so, daddy. I have other plans."

Just as Chris said that, the door opened, revealing his ex-boyfriend. "Hey, gorgeous."

Chris held his hand out, indicating for the boy to join them. "Hey, Rick. Glad you could make it."

Ricky laughed as his fingers laced with Chris's, joining the two on the bed. "Make it? Oh, Chrissy, have you not told him yet?"

Justin gave a confused look as he glanced between the pair, clearly wanting to know what Ricky meant. "Told me what? Chris, what's happening?"

Chris didn't bother replying as he laced one hand in Ricky's hair, closing the gap between them as he pulled their lips together. He couldn't help but smile when he felt Ricky's soft lips against his once again, obviously missing the feeling.