Life Support {ManxBoy} | Original Write Up

Epilogue

Epilogue:

Cyro moaned, his voice becoming loud and desperate, as Vance buried his fingers deep in his hair. He used his grip to push him harder against his desk as Vance continued to rock into him. Leaning over Cyro while he fucked him was easily the best part of it, he loved watching the way his lips parted slightly letting out breathy moans and soft cries every time Vance stroked his sweet spot. His grip tightened on Cyro's hip, he wanted to give Cyro bruises to show off later tonight, the wicked thought fueled him as he began fucking him harder.

"Nn-Not so harsh." He moaned out as Vance nearly pulled out completely before slamming back in but Vance didn't pay him any mind. He could tell he didn't mean it, the way his thick ass was pushing back so desperately on Vance's dick, if anything he wanted more. "Vance"

"Stop whining you slut." Vance growled biting him gently on the ear before giving him a quick slap on the ass. He could feel Cyro shudder and tighten around him, squeezing his cock deeper into his ass. Vance couldn't help but grin, he knew Cyro loved it when he called him a slut and he loved the way Cyro reacted to being treated so harshly. Vance leaned into him more, pressing his weight gently on to Cyro as he tongued his ear, whispering dirty things as he fucked him.

"Vance, stop be-being mean-ah." His voice sent shivers down Vance's body, the way he moaned out his name made him practically cum. Cyro had one hand gripping the edge of Vance's desk the other toying with his own nipple, it was a sight that made it hard for Vance to control himself. Cyro didn't touch his own cock, or else he knew Vance would punish him for it. Cyro moaned softly as Vance began kissing the back of his neck, his tongue tracing up his spine and the side of his neck. Vance could tell by Cyro's needy movements he was close.

"Say what I want to hear and I'll be nice to you." Vance offered, Cyro knew what he wanted to hear and he knew Vance would refuse to let him cum til he'd said it. Dropping a hand from his hip Vance let his finger stroke lightly down Cyro's member. Vance smirked as Cyro gasp at the light touch, arching his back trying desperately to get him to give in. Vance watched him, his cock still moving in and out of his ass, angling carefully to just tease his prostate, purposely keeping him on the edge.

"Vance." Cyro had meant to sound more like a warning but it came out as needy whine instead. Vance ground his teeth as Cyro shook his head defiantly, apparently hell bent on refusing to give in today. The idea of Cyro refusing him excited him more than he knew it should. Gripping Cyro tightly by the hips Vance grinned to himself slowly easing his cock out of the blonde. "Vance, that's not fair."

"I need to hear it Cy." Vance shrugged leaning over his blushing husband, running the tip of his covered cock over Cyro's hole. It was rare that Vance thretened to withhold sex but it always got him what he wanted so it was well worth it. Moving his hands from Cyros hip Vance cupped each cheek in a hand, spreading them open teasingly nudging the tip of his cock at his hole. They both already knew he would give in, it was just a matter of when.

"Okay!" Cyro gasped as a stinging slap landed on his ass before Vance slid in again, the force of his thrusting made Cyro scrap his nails across the desk. His hips pushed against Cyro's thick ass, letting out a low groan with each forceful thrust. He could feel how close Cyro was his hole tightening around him. Grabbing Cyro under the chin Vance pulled him back, forcing him up against him. His back arching as Vance's hand gripped his cock, twisting his palm as he stroked him in time to each thrust. "Fuck, Vance, I-I love you!"

Vance could feel Cyro jerk as he came in his hand, his shout leading into a low whine. He knew it was ridiculous but the ego trip from that quick shout was intoxicating to him, he was close. He could feel his balls tighten as Cyro's muscles twitched in the aftershocks of his orgasm, milking his cock eagerly. Groaning he thrusted in emptying himself.

For a moment, he didn't bother move, too satiated by his orgasm, only pulling back when he felt Cyro's hand push awkwardly against his shoulder. He pulled out not slowly, smirking slightly as the small wince on Cyro's face. He propped himself up on his elbows looking over his shoulder at Vance with a playful glare, pointing a finger at his office bathroom with obvious intent. Sighing Vance went, wetting a hand towel bringing it back to wipe him off, watching Cyro's slight smile return as he straightened off the desk placing his cloths back in order.

"I can officially say I enjoyed that less than unprotected sex with you." Vance growled as he peeled off the condom, flicking it into the trash can by his desk before wiping himself off and fixing his clothes. Cyro blushing, snorted lightly as pulled a few tissues from the box on the edge of his desk and threw them in the bin as well. Immediately embarrassed by the thought of Vance's secretary finding the condom sitting on the top as he slide of the desk.

"Well excuse me." Cyro mocked, brushing a hand over his outfit ensuring it wasn't too wrinkled to still be presentable before throwing a glare at Vance as he leaned against his husband office desk. "Some of us have to go play parent in less than an hour"

"And boyfriend later on tonight." Vance mumbled under his breath. Cyro looked at him for a moment opening his mouth to reply to Vance's comment but failed to come up with a response. Cyro never knew what to say when Vance brought up his other relationships. They weren't a secret between them and now that Maxine was fifteen it wasn't a secret to her either, but it didn't make it any less awkward.

"No I actually broke up with him last week." Cyro replied after a long pause, he wanted to say more but he couldn't think of what else to add. In the back of his mind he'd been contemplating this exact moment for years, every time he broke up with a boyfriend he thought about this moment but it never played out right. Deep down he wanted to tell Vance he was done with seeing other people, deep down he wanted to let him know that he thought they were perfect for each other and that he loved him.

Unfortunately that was the part he could never get out admitting he loved Vance was the hardest part about their relationship. Sure, he said it during sex but he could easily shrug it off, claim that it was in the heat of the moment and he did. He would swear up and down he didn't mean it despite knowing how much it hurt Vance when he did.

"Don't look so depressed about it." Vance huffed watching as Cyro looked down at his wedding ring rubbing his thumb against the smooth underside of the ring. He sat at his desk, pulling open a drawer he shuffled through it as he continued. "I'm sure you'll find someone."

"Yeah maybe." Cyro snorted in response cutting a glare at Vance, who was still looking through his drawer. Finally he found the large manila envelope he'd been searching for. Vance opened it, looking over it's content quickly before handing it to Cyro waiting patiently as he looked through the papers more carefully. "This looks like everything, thanks."

"Anytime." Vance mumbled leaning back in his chair, watching Cyro's retreating figure openly as he left his office. Laughing slightly when the blonde stopped at the door throwing a knowing glare over his shoulder at him before stepping out and closing the door behind him.