The Lord of the Library

Chapter Thirty-Nine

PJ had become friends with Cupcake. For the past two months, he seemed happier, a bit more tired, but happier. PJ felt he's done the right thing.

PJ started walking to the library to hang out with his friends.

"Slut, what do you want to do tonight?" Fresh grabbed PJ's waist, pulling him to the side.

"Hm?" PJ looked at him. He was going to meet up with Cres and Cup, but was still slightly pleased to see Fresh.

"I asked you what you want to do tonight. You've been good all week, especially when that stupid fuck tried touching you." Fresh kissed his cheek.

"I want to cuddle and watch a movie!" PJ smiled brightly, purring slightly at the kiss.

"That sounds like a date, Slut." A slight glare met from Fresh's now showing eye to PJ's. The taller pushed his glasses back up, hiding his eyes again.

"I'm sorry, Master... I was just hoping we could watch something before you make rough love to me..." Paperjam looked at him, frowning.

"Slut. I don't 'make love' to you. I fuck you." Fresh grabbed PJ's face roughly, squeezing his cheek with his thumb and his other with his index finger. "Now, I will fuck you as we watch a movie. How does that sound?"

Whining, PJ thought about Fresh's version. He thought he was a good boy, so wouldn't that mean Fresh would cuddle him before he makes pleasurable love to him. And the word "fuck". It made him sad, as it didn't sound loving.

PJ wanted to be loved, because Fresh pleasures him but doesn't ever tell him he loves him. PJ wanted love, a family, and a future.

"B-but..." PJ whimpered but shook it away. "Yes M-Master... I guess y-you can f-fuck me while we w-watch a movie..."

"Good Slut~" Fresh kissed his lips, sucking on his lip. Soon, he bit his lip before pulling away. "Okay, go."

"Yes Master..." PJ walked away, hugging himself. He tried not to cry. He wondered how he could get pregnant. That way, Fresh would have to love him, right? Maybe Fresh just needed to go deeper. Maybe PJ was someone who just couldn't get pregnant. Obviously, he hoped it was the first option.

•|That night|•

"Hey Master?" PJ glanced up at Fresh, who leaned on the bed frame and rested his arm around his shoulders.

"Yeah, Slut?" Fresh asked, sipping his cola and still watching the movie. He was naked and didn't care about hanging out with PJ when they're both nude.

"What if I got pregnant?" Fresh choked on his soda when he heard his sex toy say this.

"W-what are you talking about?!" He looked at the smaller, his eyes free of the ridiculous sunglasses.

"Like, would you support me..? Would you love however many children you give me?"

Fresh didn't hesitate. "You would get an abortion."

"What?! No, I don't want that!"

"Well, you will. You will or I'll find a new sex toy and let you raise your child by yourself."

"I-I'd charge you for child support!"

"Well, fine. You can do that. I'll pay, but I won't raise that child."

"But what if they want to know their father?!"

"Explain you got knocked up and when your baby daddy warned you to get rid of it, you decided to stupidly keep it and their sperm donor is fucking someone else because they were born."

Paperjam gasped, staring at Fresh with shock. He felt like crying from that. He wanted to have a family with Fresh, but he would leave to fuck him someone else if he became the mother of his children.

"Slut, you okay?" Fresh raised his eyebrow, staring at his 'toy'.

"U-um, y-yes, M-Ma-Master..." PJ nodded, trying not to cry as he leaned on Fresh.

"Slut." Fresh grabbed PJ's face, squeezing his cheeks. "Tell me what's wrong."

"N-nothing..." PJ lied, avoiding eye contact. He couldn't look into the eyes of the man he loves without crying.

"Tell me. Or I'll punish you," Fresh ordered, trying to make PJ look into his eyes. He knew something was wrong and he wanted his Slut to tell him.

"Okay..." PJ took Fresh's other hand, making his rough fingers rub his pecks. He figured he was getting fucked roughly as a punishment. "Punish me r-really hard, M-Master..."

"Oh, I'm not punishing you that way." Fresh pulled his hands away. He laid back, watching the TV. 

Confused, PJ just laid on Fresh's chest to continue to watch the movie.

"No." Fresh pushed him away, just watching the movie.

"M-Master, y-you got your pleasure... c-cuddle me..." PJ hugged his chest, trying not to let go as Fresh pried him off and forced him to stay away.

"No," Fresh repeated, crossing his arms.

"I-is this my p-punishment..?" PJ whimpered, tears starting to fill his eyes.

"Yes. Now, if you want cuddles, then tell me what's wrong," Fresh ordered.

"Iit's just... I always wanted t-to have a family... and I guess I started thinking maybe you'd be the father..." PJ wanted to admit, looking to the side as he hugged himself, frowning as he couldn't just say that.

"Slut, tell me what is on your mind."

"I just want you to cuddle me!" PJ whined, holding his arms out.

"Fine. Just be a good boy, now give Master a kiss." Fresh tapped his lips, groping PJ.

"Yes M-Master..." PJ did as he was told, holding the back of his head. He pressed their lips together, his soft lips sucking on the taller's in a kissing way.

Fresh entangled his fingers into PJ's black and pink hair, slightly gripping at his roots. He smirked against Paperjam's lips, moving along with his soft lips, wanting to just dominate the entire kiss. His lips danced along with PJ's, gentle love rubbing from the smaller onto the dominant. Eventually, Fresh started leading this dance, making it much rougher on PJ's cute little lips. He tugged on PJ's hair, smirking as he felt a cute moan escape PJ's cute lips as he treated him roughly.

Pulling PJ's hair, Fresh forced himself into him and sucked on his mouth, playing with PJ's tongues. They were soft and round, and Fresh wanted to pull them into his own mouth, smirking. He wrapped his tongues around the smaller ones, PJ moaning softly as his tongues were pleasured.

Fresh pulled away, saliva attaching their lips. He licked his lips as PJ's chocolate and vodka taste rubbed off of his lips to Fresh's. The mixture made him think of his good Slut, so he'd always love the taste. He loved the taste almost as much as his Slut.

"Slut, you taste so good~" Fresh pulled him close, making PJ hug his chest and rest his head on him. He watched the movie as PJ tried to not purr and nuzzle his lover. He just leaned on him, smiling lovingly.

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