La Maison 3: Pretty (Complete: mxm)

Chapter 23: Szep

A/N: well, they weren't just going to have a cup of tea and go to sleep, were they?

"Come with me?" Mat's blue eyes were shining in the low light, his smile tentative but hopeful.

River took his hand, letting him lead them into his room.

Mat kissed him again, pulling the plain t-shirt over his shoulders, revealing the harness he hadn't removed at the club.

"Oh," Mat gulped.

River couldn't see his eyes in the almost-darkness, but he knew they'd be wide. Full of lust. He didn't need to see them to know that. He pushed the elastic waistband of his shorts just over the curve of his ass, so when he let go, the silky fabric crumpled around his feet and left him with the tight briefs and thigh harness. Mat didn't even say anything that time, but he did let out a low whine that made River chuckle.

"I'm sorry. I'm not, er, being very Dommy."

"It's okay, Mat. You're free to behave any way feels right."

"But, that doesn't feel right," Mat insisted. "I want to make you happy, Riv. You're mine now," and his voice was building in confidence as he worked out what he wanted. "You're mine, and making you feel good is exactly what I expect from what we have together."

River wouldn't tell him that just being here was enough to make him happy. It wasn't what Mat needed to hear.

Mat paused, his hands on River's shoulders, as if he was thinking about what to do to him.

"On your knees," he announced eventually, gently pushing.

River folded gracefully, his hands behind his back, looking up.

"I wish I could see you. Wait," Mat instructed, moving to switch the bedside lamp on.

He was back in only a moment, but he could see River's eyes and he looked into them with a heady mix of adoration and lust.

He didn't say anything more, just rested his hand against River's jaw, unbuttoning his jeans with the other and pulling himself free. River couldn't help the moan when Mat guided his head forward, pressing lightly against the joint to make his mouth open wide, filling him, just as he remembered. Hot and slightly salty, the skin velvet smooth against his tongue, already hard. It was enough to make River tremble, being wanted like that, just from the words they'd shared, just from what they'd offered each other.

"Fuck, you look so pretty like that."

River kept his body relaxed, but he closed his eyes. He knew he was pretty. It was all anyone really had to say about him. He didn't mind it so much from the Doms. He never expected them to know more of him than his curious light eyes and thick dark lashes. And it was okay that Mat only saw that too, it was-

"You are so perfect for me, Riv." Mat's voice cracked, and River's eyes flicked open in shock. "Everything about you. I can't even believe how lucky I am that you've decided to see past how dumb I am...Damn, I'm doing it again."

River hummed, unwilling to stop but hoping his obvious pleasure would give Mat confidence. It seemed to work, at least a bit, because Mat's fingers tightened into River's longer hair, on the top of his head, giving just enough sting to make him hum again, and relax his jaw further. The weight of Mat on his tongue felt perfect; just heavy enough, just wide enough, just long enough. He felt like Goldilocks, and clenched his hands at the overwhelming happiness being there, like that, gave him.

Mat wasn't using him roughly, this time, but his words made River tremble.

"Such a sweet hole to warm my cock, aren't you Riv? Perfect, beautiful, hungry toy to do anything I want with. I can't wait to have you here, in the apartment, stripped bare, ready for me all day. I'll take you whenever I feel like it. Use your mouth, your ass. And you'll let me."