Threats Of Romance

Chapter FIVE

Ray's POV~

Ray stretched and ran a muscle bred hand through his curls. He was tired and stressed. Mikey lay next to him, in their two-bed apartment. He smiled and placed a kiss on his partner's temple. He sat up from the bed and wrapped a black bathrobe around his chest. He'd been up til late hours of the morning lately, his sleep schedule was fucked. He graced a thumb over Mikey's cheek, kissing his lips softly. "Good morning, baby..."

Mikey softly kissed back, and whimpered. He crawled under the blanket and pulled it over the top of his brown, straightened locks. "NOOO....no wakes. I sleep now." He muttered softly and began snoring. Mikey was not a morning person, and the fact that Ray was waking him up so early meant only one thing. Best Mikey.

Ray chuckled and pulled him gently out of the covers, purring in his ear and bringing him close. "Awwh, but baby we have to go see Frankie today. Don't yah wanna see Frankie?" He smiled, rubbing his back. "Plus, cupcake, you haven't been getting much sleepies and you've been anxious lately, so daddy thought it'd cheer you up."

Mikey smiled softly and everything came rushing back to him. He froze up and shivered a little, leaning his head on rays shoulder before he started crying again. "I hope Frank's okay. He took all the alcohol with him and you know what he's like..." Mikey mumbled softly, itching his nose on rays shoulder.

Ray took a deep breath and rubbed his back soothingly, kissing his head and whispering sweet nothings in his ear. "You're so precious... Don't worry, I only left him enough for him to get a little tipsy, okay muffin?"

Mikey nodded softly and got up. He wasn't wearing much at all. Just a pair of black jeans and a belt. He stretched softly and bit his lip a little bit, yawning. "God it's only 6am daddy..what are yah doing to me?!" He whined.

Ray walked around to the end of the bed and picked up his jeans. He wasn't wearing much except for his boxers. Long, thick red marks etched into his lower back. He chuckled as he caught them in the mirror, next to the bed. "Oh shush, you got your fun yesterday..."

Mikey blushed heavily and looked Ray up and down. He bit his lip. "Do you think we can be a little late to Frankie's...?" He asked a little breathlessly, shuffling and putting his arms behind his back, swaying.

Ray smirked and his light brown chocolatey eyes turned dark. He walked over and quickly pushed him onto the bed, crawling over the top of him and pinning him down, gripping his throat with one hand. "We most certainly can, kitten..." He spoke.

Mikey spluttered and looked up at him with a sharp whine. Mikey was terrified of Ray when he was like this, but in a good way. He loved the feeling of being dominated. He whimpered out and wriggled his hips up to meet rays, gripping his forearm. "M-m-mew.." He coed with big eyes and shakey breath.

Ray only chuckled deeply and his dick twitched in his jeans, grinding effortlessly into the small boy. He kissed down his neck lovingly, but with hints of lust. "Awhh, look at daddy's little kitty... So cute.. Too bad he's gunna be...-" He gripped his ankles and dragged him down. "Gagged in that pretty little mouth..."