Dating Darkiplier

Part 21

Dark settled himself as Sean approached him. Sean stepped up close enough that Dark could see the vein along his enticing neck. The skin looked so smooth and soft there that he had the strong urge to bite him. Dark's wrists writhed in the shackles, but he couldn't even slip loose. Sean's dream had complete control over him. The very idea terrified him. Sure, he had LET Sean have control before, but he was never at his mercy. He'd get Natemare back for this one day. Sean's hands touched his silk white shirt, his fingers spreading over the fabric to feel the curves of his chest muscles. Dark locked eyes with Sean, trying to get a read on his intentions. Sean had always been rather timid with him. Even in his dreams. This was a new side to him, and he couldn't help thinking that he had brought this out of him. The charm he gave him must have been working too well. Sean's eyes glinted a bright blue in the candlelight with a look that was anything except innocent. Sean smirked, his eyes drifting down to Dark's throat.

Leaning in close enough that Dark could feel his breath upon his neck, Sean whispered to him wickedly. "I can feel your heart beating in your chest. Where's that self-control you bragged so much about?" Dark turned his head to get closer to Sean. His lips were just shy from brushing over Sean's cheekbone as he purred out in a deep voice. "It hasn't gone anywhere." Sean stayed just out of range from his lips but moved in closer to the sensitive spot along Dark's neck to whisper teasingly. "You always act so superior... but I wonder. Has anyone ever gotten you on your back?" Dark inhaled the smell of Sean's body wash, before answering in a buttery voice. "Just one." Sean's hands slid along his chest to his sides, his fingers creeping between the muscles to settle in the spaces between his rib bones. The sensation made Dark shiver as the memory of Anti tracing his sharp black nails there sprang to mind. Closing his eyes to recall the memory better, he listened to Sean suddenly whisper lustfully into his ear. "I'm going to make you forget about him."

A smug smirk spread over Dark's lips as he whispered back in a loving voice. "That's not possible." One of Sean's hands left his side to turn his chin with the tips of his fingers. When their eyes met, Sean told him seriously. "I'm not Anti. Maybe I was once... but not anymore." Dark brushed his lips over Sean's lightly, then told him with a smug grin. "I know. You're the side of him that he never let me see." Sean's fingers moved up Dark's face to slide over his cheek to his ear and then into his hair. As his fingers moved into his hair, Sean pressed up against him to kiss him hungrily. The kiss was lusty and at the same time so tender. The kiss begged Dark to give into his lust. To take control and bed him, but at the same time hinted that he wanted him to be gentle with him as he did. Adrenaline surged through Dark's veins from how powerful Sean made him feel. Anti always fought for control and yet, here Sean was... wanting to be at his mercy. It filled Dark with a wildfire that he could barely contain.

Dark's wrists strained against the shackles, until it hurt. Frustrated that he couldn't break the chains, Dark broke the kiss with a throaty growl. He wanted Sean to release him. However, at the sight of Sean's wicked grin, Dark groaned out bitterly. "I don't enjoy being teased." Sean's hands moved back down to his chest, purring out teasingly. "How do you know? You tease others until they break. What happens if I tease you?" Dark clenched his teeth, watching Sean's hands creep up to the collar of his shirt. There, Sean pulled the shirt collar out and leaned in close to his lips to ask playfully. "Will I find a chink in the armor of your so-called self-control? Will you beg me for release?" Dark shook his head emotionlessly. He never begged anything from anyone. He was a force to be reckoned with. He was not weak in any sense of the word. Sean's grin turned into a blissful smirk as he lowered his head down over his chest, telling him bluntly. "We will see about that. Anti may not have been patient enough to find it... but I am."

Dark raised an eyebrow, curiously asking. "Find what?" Sean took the collar of his shirt into his hands, holding it tightly as he answered distractedly. "The sweet spot in your flawless defenses. Everyone has one... and I'll find yours." Sean curled his lips back over his teeth, leaning against him as he bit the small white button of his shirt. Dark stiffened unsure what Sean was doing, until he heard the fabric strings pop. Sean smugly showed him adjusting the button in his mouth with his tongue, before turning his head to spit it across the room. Dark watched the button glint in the light, then vanish into the darkness. Remaining very still, Dark nonchalantly commented out. "This shirt is valued well over what you make in a total of sixteen years." Sean lowered his mouth to the next button, chuckling out with a mocking innocence. "Oh? That's too bad." Dark turned his head back to look down at him as he tugged another button free. While Sean took his time adjusting the button with his tongue, Dark told him coolly. "Remember that when I take it out of your ass." Sean spit the button away without braking eye contact with him, overconfidently replying. "We'll see how you feel after."

Sean continued to rip the buttons off his shirt as he made his way down. Almost to the hem of Dark's pants, Sean realized that he'd have to untuck his shirt. So, standing back up, Sean moved the loose fabric away from Dark's chest just enough to place a sloppy kiss between his chest muscles. Dark's chest rose into the kiss as he inhaled deeply, arching back a little as he tilted his head against the wall. Sean continued to kiss him in that spot, while his hands drifted to Dark's waist. Grabbing the silky fabric on both sides, Sean very slowly pulled the shirt up out of Dark's pants. Once it was free, Sean went back to his knees to finish the rest off until Dark's shirt hung loosely off his body. Moving the fabric away from Dark's hips, Sean let his hands wonder up over Dark's muscular stomach. He wanted to feel ever curve of his body. Tracing his fingers lightly between the curves of his skin, Sean brushed his lips up along a scar he recognized. It was one of Mark's old surgery scars, but Dark's grey skin hid all the scars so well.

As his tongue dragged up along the scar, Dark's breathing increased. He was enjoying himself, which made Sean feel great. Slowly guiding himself back down, Sean got to work unbuttoning the black button to Dark's pants. There was no way he could rip this one off. It was sewn in too well, but it didn't matter anyway. Peeling the fabric down to reveal Dark's smooth alluring hipbones, Sean hesitated. He had forgotten that Anti's initials were burned along one side. Tracing his index finger over the initials slowly, he watched Dark shuffle his feet. He could imagine how bad that had to of hurt. Scooting closer, Sean licked his lips nervously, then traced over the initials with his tongue. He wanted to see how Dark would react. Dark's breath hitched a bit, but it wasn't enough. He wanted him to moan. Placing one of his hands to Dark's thigh, Sean moved his hand up the inside very carefully. The muscle of Dark's leg tensed, making Sean's heart beat wildly. Giving Dark's hip a brief kiss, he asked Dark in a sudden timid voice. "Dark...? Are you really here?"

Dark had to think about his answer carefully. Without his power, he wasn't sure he could help Sean if he freaked out. However, if he lied... Would that disappoint him? Did he want him to be here? Glancing down at Sean, Dark told him slightly breathless. "I'm where ever you want me to be. Why?" Sean rose up to his feet, stepping in closer until their bodies were firmly against each other. Staring into his eyes, Sean told him in a sweet voice. "Because I want to know if you'll feel this." Dark raised an eyebrow just seconds before Sean's hand slipped between them to rub his crotch. Even through the fabric, Dark could feel his teasing fingers. To Be Continued...