Oneshots. Bands.

Chris/Ryan

1600 words. One of the longest things I've written.

Chris rushed into his house, slamming the door shut. He hurried upstairs to his room, quickly locking the door and turning his and Ryan's picture facedown. He knelt not the floor, grabbing a black box. He smiled softly as he pulled the dildo out.

The toy was pink, a good six inches and a girth that anyone who knew Chris would be surprised he took every chance he got. He rushed onto the bed sitting on the edge. It was rather heavy in his hand. It had surprised Chris the first time he had held it.

Chris stripped before he laid back on his bed. He grabbed a bottle of lube, smiling as he closed his eyes. He knew Ryan wouldn't be home in a few hours. This was his special time. The time he couldn't let his boyfriend find out about.

He gently ran a hand down his stomach past his cock. Chris went straight for his ass, easily pushing two fingers into himself. He let out a heavy moan, gasping softly as he took the time to stretch himself.

Chris spent longer than usual on his prep, forgetting it was Thursday he grabbed the toy. The older man jumped at the sound of his bedroom door being slammed open. He jerked up, gripping the toy tighter.

"R-Ryan?"

"Shut the fuck up." Ryan sighed as he slowly pulled his tie loose. "You know the reason we never fucked?"

"You said you didn't want to and I respect other people's bodies." Chris whispered, his voice high.

"No. I'm not a bottom. I have never been a bottom but from the moment I met you I knew you were." Ryan sighed, shrugging his suit jacket off. Chris bit his lip as he watched him. He pulled his knees to his chest, small tears forming.

"Ryan what are you doing?"

"Getting undressed." Ryan stated. "You're such a bad sub."

"I-I'm not a-a-a sub."

"Not yet." Ryan gripped Chris's chin, humming softly. "Do you feel guilty?" Ryan murmured as he carefully fixed their picture. "When you fuck yourself do you think of me?"

"Ryan please stop." Chris whimpered.

"You know I love you right?"

"Yes. I love you so much Ryan. I'm so sorry. I should've told you I was..." Chris trailed off, whimpering softly.

"Fucking yourself. We showered plenty of times, what's with that small piece of shit?"

"Ryan..." Chris was cut off by the man kissing him. He whimpered as he pushed on his back.

"This is the only time I'll go soft on you understand?"

"I don't understand."

"Tell me your biggest kink now."

Chris stared up at him, his eyes wide.

"Tell me."

"Da-a-addy." Chris whimpered. "I like the daddy stuff."

"Do you scream that when you fuck yourself?" Ryan chuckled, kissing his neck.