Moral of the Story {Lights down Low part 2}

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As he leaned down, Shouto couldn't help but gulp in anticipation for what would come next. Shouji captured his lips in a searing kiss, easily slipping his tongue in and showing his dominance. In response, Shouto moaned into the kiss, bucking his hips in an attempt to please himself. Grabbing the submissive boys thighs, he took them off of the wall back to the bed, calloused hands caressing smooth skin. In an instant, Shouji was at his neck, leaving dark blooms and bite marks that would take a lot of makeup to hide. Moaning, Shouto pushed his head down as his lithe fingers intertwined on his white hair. His shirt was off quickly, and thrown somewhere across the room, but right now, he couldn't care less. Continuing his markings, Shouji found himself fascinated with the submissives nipples, ravishing them in attention by biting and licking them. Blood rushed to Shouto's face as he let out constant whines and whimpers from the treatment. Somehow, the dominant noticed, because he abruptly stopped, dark eyes meeting heterochromia bound eyes. He said nothing, but he dragged his tongue agonizingly slow up his pectoral muscles before stopping at his jugular. He pressed a chaste kiss there, feeling the blood thrum underneath. Shouto shivered, about to say something, but not being able to because of a sensation rushing through him. Thick fingers wrapped around his nipples and tugged harshly, forcing a choked moan out of his throat. Still positioned at his jugular, Shouji grinned, moving his face back onto Shouto's nipples, enveloping the other with his lips and tugging on it with his teeth. Another whimper. At this point, the submissives brain started turning into mush, the dull pleasure doing all sorts of things to his body. His sensed started working again when the pleasure stopped and he was flipped over. He whined in distress, only to be shushed by the feeling of lube against his rim. Wait...since when were his shorts off? Looking out of peripheral, his shorts were on the floor,meaning Shouji took them off when he was slightly brain dead. After a small struggle, he managed to say something. "W-what are you doing Shouji?" Mentally, he cursed shelf for stuttering. He got no answer, only the sound of something being slicked up. Finally, the dominant spoke. "Don't worry baby , I'm just making sure you feel extremely good while I keep marking you." The sentence sent shivers up his spine. Before he could ask another question, he felt something slightly cold against his rim. The object pushed in slightly, until it stopped at a curve. Shouto let out a breath. Then he felt the rest of it. Small bumps pushed past the circle of muscle, pressing and rubbing against his walls as it went deeper. The peppermint groaned out as it stopped moving, feeling a widened part against his cheeks. It didn't take long for him to realize what it was. A dildo, the length and width of his forearm. What happened next, he didn't expect.

         It vibrated. It fucking vibrated. As of it pressing against his prostate wasn't enough, the entire length of it shook at a steady pace, the pleasure making him fist his sheets. He cried out as Shouji experimentally pulled it out and pushed it back in slowly. Pleased with his reaction, he patted the submissives thigh, coaxing him to lift his hips. Shakily, he did so, earning a praise whispered into the shell of his ear. From this angle, Shouji could easily maneuver the vibrating dildo in and out of the submissive, while listening to him beg and complying slightly. So, he finally began moving it faster, now hearing the muffled wails of Shouto, but he wanted more. "If you want me to do something to you baby, you have to ask for it.~". Whining, Shouto pushed his hips back to receive more stimulation. He struggled to form proper sentences as his dominant partner pressed the toy deeper into his prostate, eliciting a loud moan from the shaking bottom. Not yet satisfied with the noises Shouto made, he started pushing the toy in at a pace that made Shouto whither and keen against the pillows he propped himself on. Deciding to take it a step further, he produced a length of fabric out of his pocket an putting it around the moaning submissives eyes. At the feeling of not being able to see, Shouto whined, but quickly found pleasure in the sense being dismissed, as it sent his blood racing when he felt Shouji's hands caressing his body. As he felt his body being moved around, he gasped when he felt something loop around his wrists. "S- Shouji..." He whimpered uncertainly. The dominant shushed him with a gentle kiss, quietly murmuring praises to ease Shouto's anxiety. " It's alright baby. You're doing so well." The praises continued, the soft whispers on his ear encouraging the now soft movement of the sex toy. The rope was gently tied around his thin wrists, careful of the scars that laid there. His hands were then carefully placed behind his back for restriction purposes. Another piece of fabric pressed against his skin, but it wasn't rope. It was an outfit that showed and accentuated all of his skin. The leather looped around his neck and dipped down into his collar bone, where it went in between his pecs. The fabric continued downward, looping around his torso until it reached his hips. From there, the leather traced his thighs, only looping around the back once to connect the torso and lower body together. The leather left his ass untouched, which gave Shouji more than enough room to touch and spread apart. Once he was done, he slowly pulled the toy out if Shouto, letting him savor the feeling before it was taken away from him. Shouji placed his palm on the arched back of the submissive, gently lifting him off the bed and into his lap. Feeling the shift, Shouto rocked his hips against the hard shaft beneath his flesh, shivering once it brushed against his inner thigh.