Heads he's mine, tails he's yours

Chapter Nineteen

No one's pov

It's been a few days since Micheal and Von paid Dylan a visit and completely almost destroyed his reputation in front of his students and destroyed both his holes.

It was now Friday night and the men were on their way to the club, and no, not the other club, the BDSM club.

Micheal had decided to tag along so he could see his boyfriends lifestyles with his own very eyes. He had seen a glimpse of it when they first acted out a scene in front of him at home, he wouldn't lie, a part of him was scared seeing his vulnerable Dylan completely showing the opposite. It was Dylan wasn't the one being handled by Von, it was like it was another person.

The way he took all his punishments in, the way he accepted everything done to him and turned it into something pleasurable-even for him-.

He loved seeing Von in serious master mode. He didn't see Dylan as his 'little one' more so his 'little slut' his 'slave'. And that caused a feeling at the pit of his stomach.

He liked it. He liked how Von handled Dylan, he loved everything about it, and the way Von handled him too? Micheal knew at that moment his doubt about Von had vanished, Von was extremely gentle with him, he treated him like an egg, like he was fragile and lord was he looking forward to the show today.

Maybe, just maybe, he would be comfortable enough to do a scene with them

His mind couldn't help go back to when he first experienced his first BDSM sex with his men....

****Flashback******

"Are you sure you're okay with it?" Von asked for the third time this night, it was Micheal's first time seeing him and Dylan actually go Master/Slave in the bedroom. Even though he acted like he didn't care, he cared a lot about what Micheal would think about their lifestyle. He and Dylan didn't have a normal relationship like they did with Micheal, theirs was what some people would consider weird.

They both derived pleasure in getting hurt-Dylan- and cause pain-Von-.

He didn't want Micheal to freak out. Because if he won't be able to handle this, then how would they take him to the club to watch them in action.

"Yes Von, I'm fine with it" Micheal said as he gave the larger man a small smile. "I've watched porn before, I know what BDSM looks like" Micheal was now standing chest to chest with Von, his hands roaming around the muscled man's body.

"But this would be real life, you get to see us with your naked eyes, you can't skip a part you don't like" Von stared right into his eyes as he spoke, he was enjoying the feeling of Micheal's hands on his body.

"What if I don't want to skip a part, what if I want to see everything, experience everything?" Micheal's hand was now playing with Von's beard while the other played with the band of Von's leather pants he wore for his scene with Dylan. "I mean, you are preparing me for Friday, aren't you?, don't panic, you wont scare me". He pulled Von's head down with his beard, their lips almost connecting.

"And I would really love to see how dirty, how tainted, how impure our little one is" he smirked before pulling Von in for a kiss, the larger man groaned in pleasure as his hand found its way to the back of Micheal's waist, pulling him deeper into the kiss, both men making out as if they were each other's supper.

Von-with an internal battle- pulled away from the kiss, his eyes stared at Micheal's slightly red lips,

"We need to go to the red room, I'm pretty sure our little one is getting impatient" Micheal said as he stared looked around for the room the two men had been talking about.