Mike let out a groan as his neck was roughly bit, breaking the skin. Vincent was always rough with him, making him bleed and bruise. And Mike let him do it, he was used to it after all.
He felt the rope tighten around his wrists, one purple tinted hand trailing down his chest and sliding into his pants, a tongue licking the blood off his neck before retreating so a pair of lips could hit his and steal the breath from his lungs.
Mike writhed when Vincent began to rub his hardened cock. Vincent made it feel so much pleasurable than it should've, the purple man just knew exactly what to do. Vincent's other hand pulled down Mike's pants. Pulling away from their kiss so the younger could breath.
He could hear himself pant and gasp for air, letting out a hiss as Vincent stopped flipped him over on to his stomach and pulled his hips up.
The sound of a zipper being pulled down hit his ears, and he felt Vincent rub his hips and kiss his back lightly before thrusting in dry. Mike let out a chocked cry as pain tore though him. He hated it when he did that...
He grit his teeth, breathing heavily.
When he was ready, Mike pushed his hips back against Vincent. The older caught the sign and began slow and gentle thrusts. It still hurt, but it would get better.
After a good five minutes, the pain subsided and the thrusting got a lot more rough. Mike moaned at each one. Vincent dug his nails into the hips he was holding, pulling them back for a better angle.
"F-fuck~!" Mike wheezed out when Vincent rammed into his prostate. Vincent smirked, hitting the spot again. He heard Mike growl at him, the man responded with another hard thrust into him.
Vincent showed no mercy towards the younger, pounding into him as hard as he could. This happened every time they did it, Vincent would be as rough as he wanted, and Mike wouldn't regret letting him do so until the next day, when he was unable to get up to go to work.
Mike bit his lip and pushed his hips back as he came, hoping that Vincent wasn't far behind. He had his answer as he felt his hips be pulled back even further and a warm liquid filled him. Vincent thrusted a few more times before pulling out.
He flopped down next to Mike, kissing his love on the lips.
"I love you Mikey~" He purred, winking at him.
Mike closed his eyes and turned to on his side, facing away from the purple guy.
"Whatever asshole..."
Vincent smiled at the remark, wrapping his arms around the smaller Man and pulled him close.
"And use lube next time fuckhead!"
"No promises Mikey~"
