1001 Love Stories Darker

Cuffs(25)

"Mr. Clay I need you to handcuff me to Joe." I say and he only sighs looking up at me.

"What?" He says looking up at me.

"Two years you did it to Wade and Jay and now they're engaged. I want you to do it to me and Joe." I say and he frowns.

"No you idiot. If you want a relationship with him then fucking stop being a little cunt, be nice to him and maybe he won't hate your fucking guts and maybe he'll go out with you."

"That's too complicated." I shout back.

"And being handcuffed to him is somehow easier. Look the only reason I handcuffed Wade and Jay together because the sexual tension they produced six feet away from each-other is the leading ingredient of viagra.

"Fine, I didn't want to have to do this but. If I'm handcuffed to Joe then I'll just stay at his place, which would mean a your little Nicky would be home alone and I'm sure he'd love the company for the weekend." I tell him and he seems interested.

"Look there's nothing going on between me and Nick, we're coworkers and friends." He says obviously lying his ass off.

"Try again, I read his diary."

"There's nothing; Wait he wrote about me in his diary?" He asks and I smirk.

"Think 'he makes my whole body quiver with a simple smile. I want to be taken by him, I want to fill him in every part of me and hold him tightly after.' If my memory is correct." He instantly turns red before clearing his throat.

"Fine. One weekend, pick a fight with him." He says and I smile.

I smile the moment I see him and storm over to him.

"Sup faggot." I say grabbing his rainbow bandanna and pulling I off of him causing his messy brown hair to fall in his eyes.

He instantly glares like he hated my guts and I only only wrap it around my hand.

"Get ready to taste the rainbow homo." I say before punching him in the face with it and he instantly tackles me.

Halfway into a hallway brawl were pulled apart and slapped in cuffs.

"Joe I'm disappointed in you." Mr. Clay says blush slightly covering his cheeks.

Awe what a love sick puppy.

"He started it. He is constantly picking on me. He's a homophobic asshole and I hate myself for;" He stops before looking down and I can't help but smile.

"For what, falling in love with me?" I say and he only glares.

"Fuck you! I'd rather be in love with Jeffrey Dahmer!" He screams and I only smirk.

"If only I were so lucky."

"Shut it you too." He says standing up and my heart starts to race.

"Nathen. Give me your hand." He says and I do it with a smile.

Then he's cuffed to me and I smile.

"Looks like it's just gonna be us this weekend." I tease and he frowns.

*

We arrive in his small room and I quietly locked the door.

I instantly sit on the bed bringing him down with me.

"So, wanna have sex?" I ask and he instantly turns red.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" He screams and I smirk before pushing him back.

"You can't get away from me, I could devour you right now and only our moans will be able to leave this room." 

"St;" He chokes out and I slid a hand into his shirt as he tries to push me away.