#icanteven {One Shot}

I'm a liar; i'm a cheat.

Alex Turner.

A seductor, the frontman of a band, possibly the most wanted man of this generation.
The one who reinvented rock with his words.
But most importantly, a man.
And as a man, getting cheated on must be a kick in the balls, huh?

He sits on the driver seat of his car, in the driveway of the house he shares with Miles Kane, his boyfriend of eight years. The one he wants to marry. Alex lights up a cigarette, watching how the lighter gives him those orange and blue flames he needed, takes a blow at his ciggie and lets out the smoke through his nostrils.

"Fuck it." He whispers to himself as he punches the steering wheel and looks away through the window of the car.

Thinking.

When will be the right time to get into his house and confront Miles?
His mind is fucked up at this point.
Why would he do that, if Alex gives him all that he needs?

"Fuckin' slut." Alex says, opening the window and throwing away his unfinished cigarette.
The man decides to take one last look at himself in the car's mirrors, fixes his quiff and his black leather jacket, getting his sunglasses on; even though it's 3 am.

His stomach is in pain from all the anger he's holding inside.
Alex walks out of the car and closes the door in a very agressive way, then walks to the front door of the big, big house, stomping once he gets there and tries to get the right key into the hole.

Finally, he gets inside. All lights were off and nothing could be heard, except Miles' peacefully snoring.

"That fookin' bitch is 'ere. Of course."

The man walks through the living room and goes upstairs to the room him and Miles share. Their bedroom.
Once he gets there, he stands in the doorframe and takes off his sunglasses, looking at Miles while the younger man is peacefully sleeping in nothing but his underwear and covered in black silky sheets.

"Wake up, Miles." He says in a loud tone, yet, not yelling.
"Hm?" The younger replies, without opening his eyes.
"I said wake the fuck up, you fucking slut." Alex confirms, turning on the light and watching how Miles covers his eyes, the bright lights are burning his sleepy eyes.

"Why are you calling me like that, Laa?"
"Oh, you asking why?-" Miles nodded and sat on the bed, "-Well, i saw the photos. Giving lap dances to other guys on the club, eh?" Alex replied, walking to the bed and grabbing both Miles' shoulders.
"A-alex i c-can explain." The trapped guy cried.
"I can't even believe what you did to me." The older was mad, and about to teach Miles a lesson.

"Wanna be a slut? Well i'll treat you like one." He exclaimed.

Alex let go of Miles and walked to the closet, opening it and bringing out some black box, Miles gasped.
"W-what are you going to do?"
"Teach my little whore a lesson."

The older man took off his leather jacket and unbuckle his belt, which wasn't really needed since he was wearing tight jeans.
Miles felt quite turned on by Alex, the way he looked, how badass he was acting. All this was hot for him; even if he was about to get rough fucked by his angry boyfriend.

"Did it make you feel bad when you cheated on your man last night, bitch?
Did that fucker make you moan loud?
Did i ever even cross your mind?"
Alex asked, with a loud and angry tone in his voice.
"Al, you kn-" Miles started to explain only to be shushed by Alex, "Shut the fuck up, whore. Today you don't get to call me Alex, alright?"
Miles nodded, slightly curious about how would he call his boyfriend.
"Call me sir. Everytime you complain, cry, or say something i will slap those pretty cheeks of yours, eh?"
No response.
"Did ya' hear me?" Alex asked, slapping Miles' cheek softly.
"Y-yes, sir."
"That's right, kitten."

Miles rubbed at the hot, slightly red spot Alex left on his cheek, trying hard to not cry and be quiet.

"C'mere." Alex exclaimed from the end of the bed. "Crawl."
Miles crawled to Alex, his ass sticking out every time he moved.
The older man had something in his hands, which seemed to be a collar with a ball in the middle.
"S-sir... What's that?" Miles innocently asked.
"A gagball. It'll keep your pretty mouth shut."
After putting it on Miles, Alex moaned slightly at how his boyfriend looked with the gagball on. Saliva was dripping from Miles' lips, and the sight of it made Alex's cock twitch.

Suddenly, he slapped Miles' cheek again.
"Time to put that good slutty ass to use."
Alex managed to get Miles down on all fours, sticking out his ass in a confident way.
"You're testing your luck." He said, slapping Miles' buttcheek.
The guy moaned, causing more saliva to drip from his mouth.

Without warning, Miles heard something being unzipped and Alex pulled down his jeans and boxers, then, he spitted on his palm and worked his cock a bit, lubricating it just a little bit.
After all, he was punishing Miles, right?

Alex pulled down Miles' underwear and without warning him, he simply thrusted into him, Alex's big member made Miles' knees weak and he screamed.
"Shut the fuck up." Alex said, slapping his boyfriend's ass harder than before.
"Gonna fuck you like the s-slut you are." He moaned.

Miles was a mess of saliva and tears, everytime Alex thrusted into him, he would moan louder and louder, causing Alex so slap him everytime.

Al grabbed a fist full of Miles' hair, pulling it and leaning down to suck on his neck while Miles' spit rolled down it and Alex moaned everytime he went inside and out of Miles.

It was hot, of course. But Miles wouldn't last much longer, since Alex was so deep into him that his cock brushed against that "special spot" everytime the older man made those in-and-out movements.
Suddenly, Alex pulled out of Miles, "Turn around." he ordered, and Miles did without complaining. Al took off the gagball and Miles sat on his heels.
"Now, i will fuck your mouth." Alex said, with a grin in his face. Miles opened his mouth without complaining and sticked out his tongue, waiting for Alex's cock to fill his slutty mouth.

And Alex did, filling his boyfriend's mouth with his lenght and thrusting into it while he ran a hand through Miles' hair.
The younger boy, however, was doing a great job as his tongue worked along everytime Alex's cock attacked. The tip reached the back of his throat and he gagged, sending vibrations into Alex's cock.

"C-can't hold it anymore." Alex moaned and came inside of Miles' mouth, the white spurts filled the younger's mouth.
"What a good slut." Alex said, slapping Miles' cheek once he took his dick out of his boyfriend's mouth.

"W-what about me?" Miles complained.

"Sluts don't get to come, remember?"
Miles nodded and made a sound of disgust.
"That'll teach you to not be a little whore again, baby."

Alex took off all his clothes and jumped into the bed, pulling the black silky sheets to cover his body while Miles crawled back to lay besides Alex.

"Goodnight, i love you." The older said, with a grin in his face.

"Asshole."