((Pip is naughty naughty boy. They’re married in the is btw))
Pip couldn't help but grin to himself as he looked at himself in the mirror. He knew that his husband was going crazy when he saw what he was wearing. Damien had always been a fan of lace panties that stretched over his Pip’s wenis. Pip would sometimes wear a lacy red thong or a black thong (which was Damien’s favorite). Pip took one last look at himself and adjusted his black lace thong. He then put on his normal clothes over it. Now all he had to do was wait for Damien to get home from work.
Pip walked down stairs and plopped down on the couch to check his phone. He was so engrossed in what he was reading that he got startled when he heard Damien enter their house. “Babe, I’m home.” Damien yelled from the kitchen. Pip jumped up from the couch to meet him.
“Welcome, home handsome.” Pip said as he walked over to his husband to give him a kiss.
“Mmm I missed you all day. How was your day Phillip?”
“It was relaxing...it would have been better if you were here to keep me company~”
“Trust me, I wish I’d been home with you all day. No obligations, just you me in bed fucking all day. But hell isn’t gonna rule itself.”
“Well now you’re home now and we shouldn’t waste any time.”
“No we really shouldn't." Damien breathed out as he trailed a line of kisses down Pip’s neck.
“Don’t get ahead of yourself Mister. I’ve got something special in mind.” Pip said grinning like a naughty child
((Very bad Pip 😔))
“Oh god babe.”
Pip turned and pulled Damien into the living room where he pushed him down on the couch. “Don’t move an inch.”
Pip then walked over to the stereo and scrolled through his Itunes playlist until he found the song he was looking for. “I’m Too Sexy” started playing and Damien began to laugh at Pip’s awkward attempt at sexy dancing. Pip arouched Damien and stood over him, he leaned down and whispered in his ear. “If you keep laughing at me i won’t let you fuck me tonight.”
“I’m so sorry Mr. Thorn. Please continue, your dancing is so good and sexy.”
Pip smiled and let one of his hands travel along the inside of Damien’s thigh. “That’s more like it.” His hand lightly grazed over Damien’s hard wenis before he moved it away. Damien sat back and watched his husband sway to the music and take off his shirt. Pip’s hands roamed his own body and he played with his nipples and made Damien watch from the couch. He was massaging himself through the fabric of his hands. Pip unbuttoned his and slowly lowered the zipper until it revealed his covered wenis. “Oh fuck.” Damien groaned as he moved his hand faster against his wenis.
“Slow down Mister, you can’t come yet.” Pip scolded.
Pip slowly pulled his pants off and flung them out of the way. Pip stood there in front of Damien in nothing but his black lace thong that was stretched against his hard wenis. He then moved so he was straddling Damien’s lap. “What did you think of my show?”
“It was so damn sexy and if I don’t get these pants off soon I’m gonna come in them.”
“Well I wouldn't want that.” Pip replied as he reached down to take off Damien’s pants. He pulled them down and left him in his boxers. Pip reached won and rubbed his husband’s hard wenis through the thin fabric as he rubbed himself against Damien’s leg.
“Aw fuck Pip. I’m gonna cum.” Damien moaned.
A few seconds later Damien came with a big shudder from the magical touch of his husband’s hand. Damien then pulled Pip’s panties down and leaned in to put his wenis in his mouth. It wasn’t long before Pip came into Damien's mouth. Pip went limp on Damien’s lap and curled up to cuddle.
“I love it when you wear those panties Phillip. Will you put them back on when I fuck you?”
“Mmm yes.”
Damien grinned and carried Pip to their bedroom because after all the night had only begun.
((yay! Part 2??))
