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“Did you have fun tonight?” Carlos asks, his voice tight as they walk into the townhouse.
TK can feel that he’s going to be in trouble for flirting with the bartender- if it could really be called flirting because he didn’t believe it had been flirting , but if it led to Carlos getting riled up and roughing him around in the bedroom… Well, he couldn’t find it in himself to really care.
“I did,” TK says as he slips off his shoes, putting them in their proper spot to show Carlos that he could be good when he wants to be. “I think we should have more 126 hangs where we go out and do something. We should have an equal balance of staying in to play board games and going out on the town.”
“Hm.” Carlos hums as he watches TK cross the room into the kitchen and get mineral water out of the fridge.
TK takes a long drink before turning his attention to Carlos and taking a long look at his boyfriend. He knows that there is something off with Carlos; his shoulders are tense, his arms crossed, and he has a less than pleased look on his face.
“Did you have fun, baby?” He asks, leaning against the counter as he drinks his water.
“For the most part,” Carlos says. “When you’re done with your water I want you upstairs.”
With that, Carlos turns on his heel and starts up the stairs to their bedroom. A shiver runs through TK at the tone of Carlos’ voice. He knows that tone. It’s the same tone Carlos uses when TK’s misbehaved and Carlos aims to fix the behavior. It’s always an exciting night when Carlos uses that tone on him.
TK takes his time finishing his water, knowing that making Carlos wait wasn’t a good idea, but when has TK ever considered when something was a good idea or not? When he’s done he tosses the bottle in the recycling and finally makes his way up to the bedroom where Carlos is waiting for him- his shirt already off and in the hamper.
A quick glance around the room lets TK know that Carlos had spent his time getting things ready for whatever he had planned. A bottle of lube is already on the side table - saving them from having to rummage around in the drawer when they need it- along with a pair of handcuffs and a few other toys that have TK growing hard in his boxers.
“You took your time.” Carlos says, looking at him with a calm and calculating gaze.
“I wanted to finish my water. It seemed like you had plans and I didn’t want to get too thirsty during them,” TK shrugs and walks over to Carlos, running a single finger down his chest. “Are you going to tell me what’s got you all riled up? Or are you just going to fuck your frustrations out on me? Either way, I’m down.”
Carlos has to stop himself from rolling his eyes as he reaches out, placing his hands on TK’s hips, gripping them tightly.
“I think you know.”
“No, I don’t think I do. Why don’t you enlighten me, Papi ?”
“You’re such a little shit.” Carlos growls before he yanks TK forward, making him hit Carlos’ hard chest with a huff. TK doesn’t get a moment to think before Carlos is leaning down and kissing him hard- all tongue and teeth.
TK moans into the kiss, melting into Carlos’ control and body easily. He slips one arm around Carlos’ waist and uses his other hand to grab Carlos’ neck, holding him in place to deepen the kiss.
By the time Carlos breaks the kiss, TK is breathless and his body is aching for more.
“You flirted with the bartender,” Carlos says as an explanation. “I think it’s time to give you a reminder that you’re mine. ”
“I wouldn’t call it flirting,” TK mutters, leaning forward to press kisses along Carlos’ jaw. “But if you want to give me a reminder then I won’t complain.”
Carlos lets TK have his fun for a few more moments before he pushes him back far enough to pull off his shirt and toss it into the hamper.
“Now, I want your pants and boxers off and I want you to get on the bed. Hands up against the headboard,” Carlos directs him, taking a further step back so that there is space between them as his expression changes for a moment to something lighter. “Color system or safe words tonight?”
TK tilts his head to the side as he works on his pants. “How intense is it going to be? On a scale from 1 to 10.”
“Five, maybe a six. I won’t get too crazy.”
“Color system then. If I need it to be changed I’ll let you know the moment I know.”
Carlos nods his head and steps forward to press a soft kiss on TK’s lips before stepping back again. No matter how many times they did things like this, TK was always going to be amazed at how easily Carlos could turn it off to check in on him and make sure he was okay with what was going to happen or was happening. It made TK feel safe because he knew, no matter how riled up Carlos was, he was always going to make sure that TK was having a good time.
After all his clothes are off, TK scrambles up onto the bed and holds his hands up against the headboard in the exact position that he knows Carlos wants them to be. It isn’t the first time they are playing around with TK being bound in some way and not allowed to touch but they also didn’t do it often- just enough that it really excited TK every time they played around like this.
Carlos stands at the end of the bed and just stares at TK for a few long moments, licking his lips at the sight before him. TK squirms under his gaze. He’s not uncomfortable but he always feels extra vulnerable under Carlos’ gaze- he always feels like Carlos can truly see who he is. When they first got together, it used to unnerve him and make him feel like he needed to cover himself up and hide, but now TK thrives under Carlos’ gaze.
“Like what you see?” TK smirks up at him, shifting slightly and shaking his lower half in a teasing way.
“You know I do,” Carlos mutters as he walks around the bed and grabs the handcuffs- not his official handcuffs from his uniform but ones that he bought to use for play, much to TK’s disappointment- and loops it around one of the bars on the bed and cuffs TK’s wrist. He tugs on it before looking down at his boyfriend.
“Color?”
“Green. Very, very green.” TK nods, his eyes shining with want and desire.
Carlos presses his lips together, obviously holding back a smile as he picks up the lube and grabs one of the toys. He moves back down the bed and slips onto the bed, in between TK’s legs. He opens the lube and slicks his fingers up before he teases TK’s rim, largely ignoring TK for the moment as he plays with his ass and teases. He rubs his finger across the puckered skin of his hole before he finally slides a finger into him, smirking as TK lets out a low moan.
“Here’s what’s going to happen tonight,” Carlos says slowly as he moves his finger in and out of TK. “I’m going to tease you, work you to the edge, and if I’m feeling generous I’ll let you come. You’re going to take it all and thank me at the end for being so good to you, understand?”
“Yes, sir.” TK says, already breathless and his body on fire from just the simple touches that Carlos had given him so far.
“Good boy.” Carlos murmurs as he pushes another finger into TK, watching as his body stretches around him.
TK lets out a shuddering moan and without much thought, he rocks his hips, seeking to push Carlos’ fingers deeper into his body. Which turns out to be a mistake because Carlos stops moving his fingers and throws an arm across TK’s waist.
“No, that’s what you’re not going to do. You’re going to lay here and let me do what I want. You’re going to let me use you as I please,” Carlos holds his arm there for a few more moments before TK nods. He moves his arm only to quickly swat TK’s ass. “You’re mine to use tonight, Tyler .”
TK groans, the pain a good mix with the pleasure that he was feeling. A shiver runs down his spine and his cock twitches, drooling precum on his stomach when Carlos calls him Tyler. It almost always turned TK on when Carlos used his name- unless Carlos was mad, but even then it had an effect on him- and the way he says it with such possessiveness is hot. TK whines, biting down hard on his lip as he tries not to move his hips. Instead, he pulls his hands; fingers aching to touch and run through Carlos’ curly hair.
“Nobody can make you feel the way that I make you feel.” Carlos murmurs as he pulls his fingers out, wiping them on TK’s thigh before he reaches for one of the toys. TK cranes his neck to try and see what the toy is but Carlos has it low enough that he can’t see it.
A few moments later something hard and sleek pushes at his hole and TK allows himself to relax so Carlos can push it into him.
“Carlos,” He whines, wanting more. TK knows that Carlos is going to continue to take his time, to slowly build TK up in order to make him a mess but that doesn’t stop him from wanting Carlos to let loose and just absolutely ruin him.
TK opens his mouth to say something, anything , but the only thing that comes out is a loud moan as Carlos flicks the vibrator on high without any warning. TK’s body squirms, he whimpers and tries to move away from the sudden intensity but he’s unable to, held in place by the handcuffs and Carlos’ strong hands on his hips. His eyes flick up to Carlos’, finding them dark with lust and a playing smirk on his lips.
“You were saying something?” Carlos murmurs, one of his hands ghosting over TK’s hip as it makes his way to TK’s leaking cock.
The moment Carlos wraps his fingers around the base of TK’s cock, TK’s eyes fall shut, another wanton moan falling from his lips. His cock had been neglected for much of the evening, having been left to leak against his stomach and create a small pool of precum.
“I, fuck .” TK gasps out, unable to hold himself back from rolling his hips, shifting the vibrator slightly so that it presses against his prostate more.
“Maybe later.” Carlos says, moving his hand up and down TK’s cock slowly. He takes his time, acting as if slowly jerking TK off was some task that he did every day and not something he was doing to drive him crazy.
TK leans into the touch, a familiar heat forming in his belly as his prostate and cock are both stimulated. He knows that he’s going to come soon, that he’s going to fall apart and make a mess of himself but there’s a tiny voice in the back of his mind that’s telling him it won’t be that easy. Carlos wasn’t going to let him come this early in the night, not when he had made it a point to tell TK he was going to use him.
He tries to reach out to grab a hold of Carlos, forgetting for a moment that his wrists are encased in a pair of handcuffs. He whines when his hands jerk, not going very far away from the headboard.
“Aw, do you want to touch me, sweetheart?” Carlos asks, tilting his head as he looks at TK. “I bet it’s frustrating that you can’t just reach out and touch me, do all the things that you usually do when we’re in bed together.”
“Carlos, sir , fuck, please. ” TK isn’t even sure what he’s begging for, what he wants he just knows that he needs .
Carlos just looks at him, his hand continuing to move up and down TK’s cock as his free hand reaches between TK’s legs and grabs hold of the vibrator. With a soft hum, Carlos starts to move the toy, thrusting it in and out of TK.
TK’s mouth drops open, heat spreading through his body and he’s just so close to losing it and coming when everything stops. The vibrator stops and is pulled out of him and Carlos’ hand stops moving along his cock, fingers tightening around the base of his cock. TK lets out an unsatisfied whine, barely stopping himself from kicking the bed in displeasure, and pouts as he opens his eyes and looks at a very amused Carlos.
“Sweetheart I’m not going to make it that easy for you,” Carlos says, shifting his body up to press a soft kiss to TK’s lips. “Do you know how beautiful you look for me right now? Body flash, eyes shining, and so hard for me… A fucking masterpiece is what you are.”
TK nips at Carlos’ bottom lip, pressing forward so he can deepen the kiss for a moment.
“You’re mean,” TK pouts, slowly calming down from the orgasm he didn’t get to have yet.
“You love it,” Carlos presses another kiss to TK’s lips. “Color?”
“Green.”
Carlos pulls back and starts to stroke TK’s cock again, slower than he had been just a few moments again. He swipes his thumb across the tip of TK’s cock, gathering up some precum and using it to wet TK’s cock even more.
He brings TK to the edge over and over again, making TK a mess. He babbles and begs, shifting his hips and fucks down on the vibrator the best he can while also trying to fuck up into Carlos’ hand. Each time TK gets close to coming, Carlos backs off and talks about how beautiful TK is, how good he’s being for him, and how he’s going to ruin him so much that TK won’t even think about flirting with someone else again.
“Sir, please,” TK whimpers, looking at Carlos with a pleading look. His cock was so hard it hurt, body tense and on edge from how many times Carlos had worked him up only to stop him from achieving the pleasure that he was so desperate for. “I need it. I need to come. I need you.”
Carlos shifts, moving between TK’s legs more fully, and puts the vibrator to the side. He wraps his hands around TK’s wrist, leaning his face close to his.
“Who do you belong to?” Carlos asks, voice low and eyes intense with how much he wants TK.
“You Sir.” TK breathes his cock twitching against his stomach because of how Carlos is looking at him. “I’ve always been yours. Nobody else can make me feel the way you do.”
“Good boy.” He leans forward and presses a soft kiss to TK’s lips. “Color?”
“Green,” TK mumbles against Carlos’ lips, whining when his boyfriend breaks the kiss and pulls away from him.
TK whines again, watching every move Carlos makes. He wonders how much longer Carlos was going to keep edging him before letting him come. He gets his answer when Carlos starts to slick up his own cock with lube and settles between TK’s legs.
“This ass is mine. ” Carlos growls before he pushes into TK.
TK moans loudly, his ass clenching around Carlos’s cock. He loves the feeling of Carlos being inside of him. He wasn’t too thick or too long, he was perfect. It was like their bodies were made for each other like they were two puzzle pieces that when put together, fit perfectly.
Some of the tension goes from TK’s body as Carlos bottoms out, his pelvis flush against TK’s ass. TK wraps one of his legs around Carlos’ waist and keeps him held close for the moment, wanting to enjoy the feeling of Carlos being inside of him.
“I’m all yours, Sir.” TK moans.
Carlos presses a kiss to TK’s lips, both of them taking a moment to just breathe and enjoy the feeling of each other's bodies. After the moment passes, Carlos pulls his hips back and starts moving. His thrusts are hard, fucking TK into the mattress and making him a mess again. He runs his hands up TK’s chest, fingers teasing over his nipples as he does so.
“You’re so beautiful TK.” Carlos moans his own release building fast. It had been the entire evening, seeing TK all riled up and watching him get to fall apart under Carlos’ fingers always got Carlos going quickly. He loves giving pleasure to TK and being the reason his boyfriend momentarily forgets his name.
If TK was able to, he’d wrap his arms around Carlos’ neck and bury his fingers in his curl and hold onto him tightly as he gets fucked into the mattress. Since he can’t, he settles for arching into Carlos’ touch and rocking his hips to meet his thrusts. TK knows he isn’t going to last long, he’d been on edge for what felt like hours and his body was ready to snap and let loose at any moment.
Carlos presses his lips against TK’s, thrusting harder into him as he wraps a hand around his cock. He doesn’t stroke him slowly this tie, instead jerking him to almost match the pace of his hips moving.
“Come for me, mi Amor.” Carlos whispers against TK’s lips and it’s all that he needs to let go.
Tk lets out a low moan of Carlos’ name as his cock jerks in Carlos’s hand, hot spurts of come covering Carlos’ hand and TK’s stomach. Carlos is quick to follow, coming inside of TK with a curse and a moan of TK’s name.
Carlos slumps against TK as he takes a few moments to catch his breath before he reaches up and easily undoes the handcuffs and pulls TK tight into his arms as he slips out of him.
“You okay?” Carlos asks softly, rubbing TK’s back as they both come down from the blissful high.
“I don’t know if I’ll be able to walk tomorrow, but I’m good. That was… you’re hot.” TK says with a laugh, twisting up to kiss Carlos. “I like when you get like this.”
“Hm, only you get me like this… Pushing my buttons. I don’t know how you do it.” Carlos pulls away to clean them up, pausing when he’s halfway out of the bed as he changes his mind. “Come take a bath with me.”
“You don’t have to ask me twice,” TK says, rolling out of the bed. He winces just a little bit as he moves, every inch of his body sore. “You’re lucky I’m off tomorrow, gonna have to spend the entire day recovering.”
Carlos rolls his eyes playfully, “You loved every minute of it.”
“You’re right, I did,” TK reaches out and grabs Carlos’ hand and pulls him close. “I love you, you know that right? Nobody is going to come between us, even flirty bartenders.”
Carlos nods, allowing TK to pull him in further. “I know and I love you too.”