Is it wrong...If I love you? (SalxLarry)

Chapter 14 - Good boy

Heya, been busy lately so sorry for no update, kinky fucker warnings!(Mild kink, heavy smut ;) ) >.<

Sal 'woke up' in the treehouse, confused at first  until he figured out where he was. He sat up, feeling his face to check if his prosthetic was there. He started to panic as he felt the raised scars on his face. He searched the floor for the mask but couldn't see it. "Maybe I left it inside" he thought, as he stood up and looked around the room. He turned around to see a crying Larry stood in the corner... although, it didn't look quite like him

"Larry? What's wrong?" 

He walked towards Larry, he went to give Larry a hug but he backed away. Sal tried to grab his arm but his hand phased straight through it. 

"Sal...I'm sorry dude. I've got to go... you know I love you, and I'm so sorry I left you. If I could take it all back I would." 

Sal stood back in shock, tears beginning to roll down his face, 

"Larry... what are you talking about, you're not going anywhere. Why cant I feel you!"

Larry gave Sal a sympathetic look, 

"Babe... I died, remember? I can't hold on much longer Sal... I  lo-.."

Larry reached his arm out and cupped Sal's face before fading out of existence. Sal dropped to his knees in tears before completely collapsing onto the floor...

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Larry woke to a shaking and crying Sal in his arms, he was crying in his sleep, whispering something Larry couldn't quite hear. He removed his arm from behind Sal's back and sat himself up. He gently shook Sally, hoping to wake him, 

"Sal? Babe? Hey, it's just a dream, wake up"

Sal jolted awake, screaming, tears streaming down his face. He turned to look at Larry and pounced onto him,

"You selfish bastard! Don't you dare ever leave me!"

Larry was taken back by Sal's words, he relaxed and pulled Sal closer, rubbing his head,

"Sal... I'm never leaving you again. I promise. Is that what you were dreaming about?"

Sal could barely speak so he just held Larry tighter and nodded his head. Larry kissed the top of his head, showing he was there. They sat arm in arm for a while, giving Sal a chance to get his breath and calm down. Once he had his breath, Larry took his hand and pulled Sal's head up by his chin. They leaned closer, locking their lips together once they were close enough too. The little blue moved up the bed so he didn't have to stretch to reach his boyfriend's soft lips.

Sal flung himself on top of Larry, straddling him. Larry tried to sit up but Sal pushed him back down, bracing himself on the headboard. Larry's hands wandered around Sal's body, gently pulling him closer every second. Sal pulled away to sit up and take his shirt off. Larry moved his hands up Sal's legs and put them on his hips. The blue moved himself so he was sitting on Larry's bulge. They both started to move their hips, grinding against each other. Both boys started to get hard, only increasing their pleasure as their hard-ons started to rub against each other through their clothes. Larry bucked his hips, making Sally fall over. Larry laughed at Sal and flipped him over, pinning his arms above his head. He leaned over Sal and smiled evilly,

"Larry...you sure? Your not that strong yet..."

Larry bent down and attacked Sal's neck, instantly finding his sweet spot, making him moan. While keeping one hand to hold Sal's in place, the other worked its way down to Sal's trousers, slowly undoing the button and easing them down. Sal bit his lip in anticipation, squirming as Larry pulled his trousers down. Larry slid his hands into Sal's boxers, taking hold of his growing member, slowly starting to pump it. Sal moaned even more, his hands straining against Larry's hand as he wriggled, aching to be free but loving the feeling of being bound. Larry looked up at Sal, seeing how much he was enjoying it, he leant down and whispered in his ear,

"You like being my helpless little slut then?"

Sal blushed and nodded. Larry let Sal go and walked over to his closet, he pulled out a pair of handcuffs from a hidden basket in his wardrobe. He looked over at Sal who was quite noticeably shocked,

"Where did you get those! And where are they keys, before you cuff me?" 

Larry just laughed,

"Swiped them from an officer when they were investigating Mrs. Sanderson's murder. The keys are here. Now, are you sure about this? We don't have to..."

Sal sat up and kissed Larry, dragging him back onto the bed. Larry broke the kiss, grabbing Sal's hands, once again pinning them above his head. He took the handcuffs and put them around the bed post before trapping the blue's little hands in the metal rings with a satisfying click. Larry pulled Sal down the bed so his arms were stretched, he sat over Sal's crotch, watching his reactions to his every move. Sal started to pant, binding him had just made him more aroused his junk now straining against his boxers, making an obvious tent.

 Larry made sure the cuffs were secure before standing up and removing his own clothes. He crawled back up to Sal, sitting over his 'problem'. He traced his hands over Sal's chest, slowly reaching his way down to Sal's now throbbing member. Larry teased him, making Sal squirm against his restraints. Larry smirked and slid down the bed, positioning his head over his cock. He slowly licked up his entire length before slamming his head down so hard that Sal reached the back of his throat, making him gag. Sal moaned loudly as Larry worked his magic, he wasn't very experienced but Sal evidently enjoyed it. He grew close to his climax but Larry took him out of his mouth, making Sal groan from the loss of pleasure. Larry spread Sal's legs as wide as he could, pulling him down the bed to pull on his handcuffs again. He lined up at his entrance and thrusted straight in, making Sal's eyes water with the pain. Larry bent down to whisper in his ear,

"Suck it up baby blue, little sluts like you get it rough..."

Sal shivered at Larry's words. He started to move in and out of Sal's tight hole, his breath hitching as he did. Sal pulled against his cuffs, sexily biting his lip to send Larry over the edge. His little plan worked, Larry started to pound into him harder and faster, causing them both to moan. They carried on, loosing their minds in ecstasy. Sal felt Larry twitch inside him, followed by the warm, wet feeling of Larry's cum filling him up. A few seconds later Sal came, his seed covering his lovers stomach. Larry pulled out and fell next to Sal, exhausted. Larry lay sprawled out on the bed, leaving Sal a hot mess still cuffed to the bed. 

"L-larry? My arms hurt now, can you open the cuffs?"

Larry turned over to look into Sal's eyes, he smirked and laughed,

"Hmm... actually, I think I should make you suffer. You're gonna stay like that until Master lets you go. Unless you beg for me?"

Sal's breath hitched, he'd never been dominated like this before. He nodded solemnly, not wanting to plead. 

"Well then precious... be good for me." 

Larry lay back on the bed, smiling. He couldn't believe what he was doing for Sal, but he knew he was secretly enjoying it. He out the keys for the cuffs just out of Sal's reach on the bedside table and covered them both with the duvet. Larry played on his phone for the best part of an hour before finally turning back to Sal. 

"You ready to be free now? You better be thankful." 

Sal nodded his head aggressively, eager to rest his aching arms, Larry shook his head and took the keys off the table.

"You better be thankful" Larry warned, expecting an answer,

"T-thank you....sir..."

Larry nodded in approval and undid his handcuffs, gently putting Sal's numb arms by his sides. 

"Good boy..."

OOF why do I do this lol. Eh, really running out of ideas here, any suggestions? >.<