Glory is for Another Day // Lams Oneshots

Gang Pt 3 //Kingbury

AN: Smut ⚠️ it was requested and I must deliver. Apparently y'all love the master kink.😏😏😏

IF YOU ARE EITHER OF THESE PEOPLE, READ AT YOUR OWN PERIL. YOU WERE NOT READY FOR THIS. RosyAbyss Catsrule6

King held the door open for Samuel, his thoughts on the Netflix series he was watching earlier. He assumed that Samuel would like it, so he decided to pull it up.

King sat on the couch, but Samuel slid up behind him, leaning down close to his ear. "We're home now,"

King cocked an eyebrow. "Yes,"

"And you're watching tv,"

"We don't have to. Is there something else you want to do?" King looked back at him innocently.

"I don't know," Samuel leaned forward. "How about ... each other?"

"S-Sam," King blushed darkly.

"Oh come on, Master, you said you had to punish me,"

"No, I've known you for one day,"

"I owe you. You gave me a place to live,"

"You're not a toy, Sammy, stop degrading yourself. You don't owe me your body,"

"Can you just let me give you something?"

"No, Sam, don't do something you don't want to,"

"I want to,"

"You want?"

"I want," Samuel pressed a finger to King's chest. "You,"

"Sam,"

Samuel kissed the spot just below King's jaw, making the taller man groan slightly. Samuel smiled, moving further down his neck.

"Sam, are you sure?"

Samuel slipped his hands under King's shirt. "Yes, Master,"

King took off his shirt and let Samuel continue down to his chest, not leaving hickeys but instead a warm touch. Samuel was careful, working his way slowly to the waistband of King's jeans.

Samuel slid them off, then continued to kiss King as he palmed him gently. King hardened, moving his hands to Samuel's waist. He bit his lip and held his head back, his nails digging slightly into Samuel's skin.

Samuel slipped his hand into King's boxers and pulled them off, hardly stopping to think before dragging his tongue along King's length. King stifled a moan.

"Samuel," he gasped. "You can stop if you want,"

"Do you want me to stop?"

King turned red. "I,"

"Don't lie to me, Master,"

"No,"

"Good, then,"

Samuel took King's member in his mouth, moving his tongue over what he had and pumping what he couldn't reach. King arched his back and moaned lightly, clearly restraining himself to the best of his ability.

"You can make all the noise you want, Master, I won't tell,"

"Samuel," he moaned.

King bucked his hips slightly, causing Samuel to gag a little but still continue relentlessly. After a few more seconds of this, Samuel pulled of slowly and started to bite and tease his again.

"Sam, Samuel, please,"

"Whatever you say, Master,"

Samuel went back to King's member and continued sucking in various ways until King came with a groan. Samuel smiled and licked his lips, swallowing all of it. King was breathing heavily.

"Satisfied, Master?"

"You...you didn't even take off your clothes,"

"This is about you, Master,"

"That's not how this works,"

King reversed their positions so he was pinning Samuel to the couch, his hair falling in his face more than ever.

"Can I mark you?"

"As you wish,"

King sucked a bruise onto Samuel's upper neck, then slipped his shirt off followed closely by the man's new jeans. He repeated the actions of Samuel, finding that he was already hard.

When Samuel had came, they laid there staring at each other.

"Are you happy, King?"

"You're good, my Prince,"

"You're better,"

"I love you,"

"Mutually, Master,"

AN: All these other writers bein fifteen and making excuses for not writing smut, they 'too innocent'. I'm twelve years, y'all, tell me how I did.
Love,

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