The Lord of the Library

Chapter Forty-Three

"Master?" PJ sat on Fresh's lap. He didn't have work or practice today! He had his Master all to himself!

"Slut, what do you want?" Fresh growled, annoyed.

"I want a kiss, Master..." PJ whimpered.

"If I give you a kiss, will you ride me and leave me alone?"

"I don't want sex right now, Master. I just want a kiss."

"Well you can't pick and choose. Ride me or leave."

PJ stared at Fresh, trying not to cry. He smashed their lips together for a second before jumping to his feet. Fresh realized what happened, growling  as he looked up at PJ trying to run away. He grabbed him with a tentacle, squeezing his cute little body. PJ was forcefully pulled onto Fresh's lap.

"Master! S-stop!" PJ cried, trying not to move too much.

"Slut, you can't tell me what the fuck to do." Fresh pulled PJ's hair, gripping the roots to hurt him more. PJ screamed in returned, tears welling in his eyes and him crying out in pain. 

"S-STOP!!!" PJ screamed, scratching at Fresh's rough hands. He wanted to be released immediately.

"I can't believe you. You tried to kiss me instead of riding me like a good boy. I want you to ride me like a good fucking Slut." Fresh slapped PJ, still holding him still as he clenched his hair.

PJ cried harder, scratching harder and digging his nails into Fresh's hands. He tried to get him to let go, his cheek getting red and hurt.

Fresh tried to hide the guilt he felt. He watched as PJ screamed and cried and begged for mercy. He stared a him, his usually funky glasses turning blank. All the things Palette told him came to mind. He let go, gently massaging the smaller's scalp.

PJ breathed shakily, the gentle tears staying welled in his eyes. He held onto Fresh's neck, getting closer. He wanted warmth and he wanted to be loved the way he felt Fresh didn't feel towards him.

"Master..." Paperjam whispered, gulping slightly. He enjoyed the gentle love Fresh was finally giving him.

"That was too much. I shouldn't have punished you so bad. You're such a good boy. You're so very good, I'm so sorry. You got your punishment, so now I'm giving you a reward. Do you like it?" Fresh whispered into PJ's ear, speaking with a soft love in his voice.

"So it was too much..?"

"Way too much. I'll never hurt you that bad again."

"I'm... a g-good boy...?"

PJ started to cry, his tears running down his face. Fresh clicked his tongue every now and then, caressing his cheek as he used his thumb to wipe his hot tears. He rubbed the freckles, cooing to him. All the love and affection PJ was getting made his heart soar.

Fresh kept cooing to him. It was all sweet and soft. 

"I'm a good boy!" PJ smiled brightly, his loving tears still running down his freckled face.

"A very good boy. You are such a sweet and good boy." Fresh kissed the tears away, earning a few giggles from the cuter male.

"Master... I..." PJ couldn't get himself to do it. If he told Fresh, then he would ruin the moment.

"I know." Fresh kissed his cheek. "I love having sex with you. Can I reward myself with some fun time?~"

"O-okay, Master... I want you to be happy..." PJ mumbled, allowing Fresh to do as he pleased.

"Oh, that's a good boy~" Fresh cooed, smirking.

"I want to be a good boy!" PJ exclaimed, waiting for Fresh to dominate him. He was a good boy in Fresh's eyes, so he would let him fuck him. He was kinda scared Fresh would be too rough, but he didn't mind. He would be a good boy!

"That's what I like~ Good, good boys who will obey my like their Master~"

"You are my Master!~ I never want to disobey you again! I'll make it up to you for being such a bad boy in the beginning!"

Fresh smirked, rubbing PJ's thighs. He loved this act of loyalty. It was such a turn on. It was so damn hot that he started at it that very moment.

He carried him by the thighs to his bed. He and PJ were getting pretty hot before Fresh started to get protection.

"Wait!" PJ huffed when he saw Fresh pulling a condom out of his pocket.

"Oh, yeah, I should wear two. Hold on." Fresh got up and got another condom from a new condom box he got.

"No!" PJ whined when Fresh tried putting them off.

"What? What's wrong?" Fresh blinked, confused as Hell.

"No condoms!" PJ huffed, crossing his arms and pouting. He hated condoms now and he wanted Fresh to fill him.

"Wait, what?"

"No condoms! I haven't been holding any in my mouth or keeping some in my pockets for a reason! I want to be filled!" PJ bent over, showing off his ass to Fresh, waiting for him to start. "I want your cum!"

Fresh took a little while to process. "I thought you just didn't have any condoms on you! I just bought a new box!"

"No! I want to be fucked the right way! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" PJ was complaining like a child.

Fresh sighed and threw the condoms to the side. "If you get pregnant, that would be the last time I fuck you without a condom."

"Yes Master..."

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"Oh, that's a good boy~ That's a very good boy~ I'm so happy you're a good boy~ And I just love good boys~" Fresh cooed as PJ took in another load.

"M-Master..." PJ whined. He wanted cuddles instantly, as his thighs were scratched up and his ass hurt. He was a good boy, so all of this was okay.

"My good, good boy~ Do you want a kissy for a reward?~" Fresh took PJ into his arms, smiling.

"Yes, Master." PJ kissed Fresh. He did all of this for just a kiss.

"That's a good boy~ Such a good boy~" Fresh smiled, looking PJ in the eye. He wasn't wearing his glasses and PJ could get lost in his beautiful eyes.

"I'm a good boy!" PJ exclaimed happily. He was so happy to be praised by Fresh. He wanted to be loved.

"I love good boys~" Fresh cooed, kissing PJ's cheek. The smaller smiled, clinging to Fresh. If the jock loved good boys and PJ was a good boy, that meant Fresh loved him! He didn't point this out, as Fresh would've told him he didn't love him, right?

"I love being a good boy!" PJ kissed his cheek, smiling.

"I'm happy you do~" Fresh pet his slut, smiling happily.

"Did I earn cuddles, Master?" The dark haired male smiled, bouncing slightly in excitement.

"You did~ Come here, Slut~" Fresh held out his arms. PJ happily went into his arms, purring.

The couple cuddled, nuzzling each other and kissing each other and smiling and staying close. The feeling of so much love and affection made PJ's heart flutter. He loved being loved.

"Slut, you know, you're not that bad."

"Thank you, Master."

"Lets live together as adults. Your ass is too good to give up after high school."

"Okay! I'll love to have sex with you when we're adults!"

Fresh kissed him, pulling blankets over them. PJ cuddled with the fuzzy fleece and Fresh, purring. The taller kept him close, closing his eyes and fell asleep with his freckled lover in his arms.

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