"COMMENTARY CANCER" ONESHOTS (PREDOMINANTLY SMUT.)

"dont call me that" pt. 2 - james marriott n alex

alex was great at sarcastic remarks, but he also knew when and when not to say them. and he knew this was the time to not backtalk and complain--but he couldn't help it. he assumed it would send james further into this frenzied state of being so in control of the situation that he may just fuck him then and there. so he--knowing he shouldn't have--uttered something sarcastic in response.

"i don't beg," he barely got out, fear and almost a sick amount of desperation in his voice.

james picked him up, slinging him over his shoulder and carrying him to his bedroom. he threw him on the bed, legs on either side of alex's lap and pinning his wrists over his head. "you don't, but you will. promise. n'do you want me to fuck you or not?" james rolled his eyes, "are you near virgin?"

alex was confused as to why james danced around his words, wishing he would just feed in to his sarcasm. but he blushed at his question, not wanting to admit to it. because the answer was yes. he wasn't a virgin, but he was near one. hes only been fucked four times and that was all with one person; he knew that by heart because he desperately wanted it more and more of it and he remembered each time like it was a wonderful experience. and it was, really.

"answer my fucking question," james demanded, his knee spreading alex's legs. then, he got a hand loose so that he could palm the boy on his back.

"yes, near," alex answered, voice quiet and ridden with humility. he rested his arms on his face, hiding his extremely deep red blush behind them. james moved them away, chuckling at how pathetic of an attempt he tried to make at answering his question.

"couldn't hear you, love. mind repeating yourself? tell me how many times you got fucked, al. tell me about 'em. let me know if you got wrecked or not."

"james i-i can't--" alex was so flustered and afraid of admitting to james the truth but he desperately wanted to get this on with. he let out a shaky sigh, closing his eyes. "fuck--i'm near a virgin. fuck's sake. i've only let one other man fuck me and he didn't wreck me--he just fucked me real nice every time 'n let me call him what i-i called you, fuck. i don't know--jesus christ, james, i need you inside me now."

james bit the inside of his lip, bending down and pressing a kiss to his wet lips, hands slipping underneath the fabric of his shirt and caressing his chest. "do you want two rounds? one where i butter you up 'n then one where i fuck you senseless?" he mumbled in his ear, alex never quite having felt such a bigger attraction to the same sex in his life. he barely felt himself nod, whining at how good james sounded right against his ear.

"not good enough, alex... c'mon baby. i know you c'n do better than that. use your words." his knee rubbed against alex's hard cock hidden beneath his jeans, teasing him until alex decided to answer.

"d-daddy--please, do that." he whimpered, feeling helpless and as if he had no control in this encounter. he's never felt anything quite like that before. and it was safe to say he was enjoying it all too fucking much.

//should there be a pt. 3?