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"You look tense," the Rover said, watching as Mortefi worked at his terminal.
"I am," Mortefi muttered.
"Do you want me to give you a massage?"
Mortefi glanced at the Rover. "No."
"Come on," the Rover insisted. "You can relax and I can work out those knots in your back. It'll make you feel better."
"I'll pass," Mortefi said.
"Aww, come on. Please?" The Rover pleaded, his eyes wide. "You don't know what you're missing."
"Yes, I do. It's called 'having a life'. Now, leave me alone."
"You're so stubborn."
"Thank you," Mortefi replied.
The Rover moved closer to the other man. "Look, you're all tense, and your neck looks a little red. Come here."
He pressed his hands against Mortefi's back, rubbing slowly.
"How does it feel?" the Rover asked.
"Fine," Mortefi grumbled.
The Rover pressed harder, rubbing the knots in Mortefi's muscles. He heard a groan of pain. "What? You okay?"
"That hurt," Mortefi snapped.
"Sorry," the Rover murmured, his tone apologetic. "Did I hurt you?"
"Yes."
The Rover could see the pain on the older man's face. "Here," he said. "I'll take a more sensitive approach."
The Rover began to knead the other man's muscles, using a lighter touch. He felt the tension in the older man's muscles begin to melt, and he smiled. He leaned forward, kissing the top of Mortefi's head.
"Feel better?" the Rover asked.
"Yes," Mortefi sighed.
"Good."
The Rover began to move his hands lower, his fingers slipping beneath the other man's clothes. "I think we can try again now," the Rover whispered, his voice thick with desire.
He watched as the older man's eyes widened, his mouth falling open. "We're not fucking," Mortefi growled. "I have work to do."
"I know you want to," the Rover purred.
"I most certainly do not."
The Rover smirked, his eyes glittering with amusement. He let his gaze roam over the older man, his eyes narrowing with lust. "Come here," the Rover whispered, his voice low and seductive.
"Fuck off," Mortefi replied, his tone firm and harsh.
"I don't think so. We both know what you want."
"Do you think I can't control myself?"
"Maybe not," the Rover said, his eyes flashing.
He stepped closer, his body brushing against the older man's.
"Rover," Mortefi warned, his eyes widening.
The Rover took the older man's hand, placing it against his growing erection. "See?" The Rover purred, his voice dripping with lust and desire.
"Why are you like this?" Mortefi groaned.
"Because it's fun."
"And because you enjoy seeing me squirm."
"That, too."
Mortefi tried to pull away, but the younger man's grip was firm. "Let go," Mortefi commanded, his voice firm and authoritative.
The Rover ignored him.
He slid his other hand beneath the other man's clothing, his fingers brushing the soft skin. He loved how warm Mortefi's body was, his warmth making him shiver with desire. The Rover was drunk with lust, and his head was spinning with anticipation.
Mortefi's cheeks were flushed, and he was breathing hard, his eyes dark with passion.
The Rover couldn't wait anymore, and his fingers wrapped around the older man's erection. "Rover," Mortefi groaned. "Stop it."
"I can't," the Rover replied, his words coming out in a breathless whisper.
The older man was trying to pull away, but the Rover had him pinned against the wall.
"Please," Mortefi breathed, his voice trembling. "Not now."
The Rover continued to stroke the other man, his fingers teasing the head of his erection. Mortefi's knees were shaking, his body trembling. The older man's lips were parted, and the Rover watched him, his mind filled with nothing but desire.
The Rover could hear Mortefi's heartbeat, and it was beating faster than normal. The sound of it was driving him wild, his own pulse quickening. "Fuck, Mortefi," the Rover breathed.
"Shut up," Mortefi groaned.
The Rover felt the older man's erection swell against his palm, and he heard him moan, the sound soft and sweet. His entire body was buzzing, his fingers tingling with need
.
He had never wanted anyone more, and he was drunk on lust and desire.
The Rover leaned in and pressed his mouth to Mortefi's neck. The older man gasped, his hands flying up to the Rover's shoulders, his grip firm and tight. "Don't," he breathed. "Rover, stop."
"No," the Rover muttered.
He pressed his lips against Mortefi's, swallowing the other man's protests.
Mortefi was a wreck, his skin flushed and covered in a faint layer of perspiration. His pupils were dilated, and he was breathing heavily. His clothing was disheveled, the robe he wore falling down his shoulders and revealing even more of his tantalizing chest.
"Fuck," Mortefi gasped. "We can't do this."
"We can, and we will," the Rover said, his words thick with desire.
He grabbed the older man by the wrist, dragging him across the room. He pushed Mortefi back, pinning him against the couch. The Rover was panting, his entire body trembling. He had never wanted anyone so badly, and his erection throbbed in his pants. "Let's play a game," the Rover breathed, his voice thick with lust.
"No," Mortefi retorted. "I'm not interested."
"It'll be fun."
"No," Mortefi snapped, his eyes blazing with anger. "Now, let me go."
The Rover kissed the older man, pressing his body against his. "I'm going to fuck you," the Rover murmured, his words low and husky. "And there's nothing you can do to stop me."
Mortefi glared at him.
"Watch me," the Rover breathed.
He started by undressing the older man, removing his clothes one item at a time. He took his time, savoring every second. His gaze roamed over the other man's body, his skin hot and flushed.
"You're so fucking beautiful," the Rover murmured. "I can't wait to touch you."
Mortefi tried to pull away, but the Rover had him pinned against the couch.
He wrapped his arms around the older man's body, holding him tightly. Mortefi groaned, his body quaking.
The Rover's cock was swollen, and it was rubbing against Mortefi's ass. He couldn't wait any longer, and he ground against the other man, the sensation sending shivers of pleasure through his body.
The Rover leaned forward and pressed his lips to Mortefi's ear, his teeth nipping at the soft skin. "Fuck, Mortefi," he breathed, his words thick and full of need.
"Let go," Mortefi snarled, his eyes blazing with anger.
The Rover ignored him, sliding his hands between their bodies. He slid them lower, reaching for Mortefi's cock. He could feel the other man's arousal, his erection throbbing beneath his palm.
The Rover began to stroke him, his fingers moving slowly. Mortefi groaned, his entire body trembling. "That's it," the Rover whispered, his words low and seductive. "Come for me."
"Please," Mortefi moaned. "Not like this."
"I don't care. I want you."
Mortefi gasped as the Rover increased his pace, his movements frantic.
"Let me have you," the Rover breathed. "You know you want it."
"Stop," Mortefi growled, his voice thick with lust.
The Rover ignored him.
"Aww, what's the matter? Does it feel too good?"
Mortefi's face flushed. "No."
"Yes, it does."
"It does not."
The Rover leaned in, pressing his mouth against Mortefi's. He kissed the older man hard, his tongue exploring every inch of his lover's mouth. The kiss was intoxicating, and Mortefi could barely think.
He could smell the younger man, a combination of sweat and soap, mixed with the Rover's natural musk. His head was spinning, his body aching with desire.
Mortefi couldn't hold back any longer, his hips jerking. He let out a cry of pleasure as he came, his seed spilling onto the Rover's hands. The Rover kissed him again, his tongue darting out to lick the other man's lips.
He loved the way Mortefi tasted, the sweetness and saltiness intoxicating.
"Good boy," he whispered, his breath warm on the older man's ear. "Did that feel good?"
Mortefi could only moan, his face burning with embarrassment.
"Yes, I knew you liked it. I'm just going to keep going, and when I'm done, you'll be a wreck. Then, we'll see if you have any fight left."
"Fuck you," Mortefi gasped, his eyes blazing with rage.
"No," the Rover replied, a smirk on his face. "I'll be fucking you ."
Mortefi's eyes widened.
"What's the matter? I thought you would like that."
Mortefi could barely think straight, his entire body aching for more.
"No," he groaned.
"Yes. I know you like it."
Mortefi's face burned with shame. "Don't say another word."
"Aww, is someone shy?" The Rover teased, a smirk on his face. "You'll be okay."
The Rover reached between them, grabbing the lube from the drawer. He opened the bottle and poured the substance onto his hands. He coated his fingers, his gaze fixed on the older man.
"Lay back and spread your legs," the Rover commanded.
"What? No, I won't do it," Mortefi growled, his eyes furious.
"You do this for me, and we finish faster."
The Rover moved closer, kneeling between the older man's legs. He placed a hand on Mortefi's chest, pushing him down onto the couch.
Mortefi struggled against the Rover, his muscles straining. But he couldn't break the younger man's grip.
The Rover's cock was hard, his entire body tense with anticipation. "Why can't you ever just do what I ask?" Mortefi demanded.
"I'm going to do this anyway, whether you help me or not. Now, let's get you ready."
"Stop," Mortefi snapped, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment.
"Don't make a sound," the Rover ordered.
Mortefi's lips parted, a gasp of surprise escaping him. The Rover's hands were on his ass, his fingers sliding inside him.
Mortefi could feel his face flush, the Rover's fingers thrusting in and out of him. "Stop," he begged, his voice trembling.
"Can’t," the Rover growled, his gaze fixed on the older man. "Now, just relax."
"But–"
Mortefi was cut off by a loud moan as the Rover's fingers slammed into his prostate.
"Do you like that?"
"No," Mortefi growled, his words tumbling out. "Stop."
The Rover ignored him, his fingers driving deeper inside. Mortefi was moaning, his hips jerking as the younger man thrust into him. He tried to fight the Rover, but his efforts were in vain. The other man had him firmly pinned to the couch.
He could feel the Rover's cock against his backside, hard and throbbing. The sensation made him feel dizzy with lust. Mortefi moaned, his body quivering with need. "Stop," he pleaded, his voice trembling with fear and desire.
"Why? Do you want to cum?"
"Fuck no."
"Then, keep fighting."
Mortefi watched as the Rover pushed him forward, his fingers tightening around the older man's wrists. He could feel his boyfriend's warm breath on his neck, and he groaned with frustration. "I don't want to," Mortefi whined.
"I know. But I need to."
Mortefi could feel the Rover's hardness pressed against his ass, the sensation making his mouth go dry.
"Don't," Mortefi gasped, his words coming out in a moan.
"Come on," the Rover murmured. "I'll make it good for you."
" Stop ," Mortefi cried.
The Rover's fingers slid out, and Mortefi let out a cry of pleasure, his insides clenching. "It feels so good," the Rover breathed, his voice soft and sweet. "So, give it up."
Mortefi let out a low moan as the Rover's cock pressed against his ass, slowly forcing its way inside. The Rover leaned forward and placed a hand on Mortefi's shoulder, his grip firm. "Stop," Mortefi whispered, his voice thick with need.
The Rover was still inside him, his hips moving back and forth, driving deeper.
"Please, Rover," he breathed.
"Won't stop," the Rover growled.
"No, stop. Stop ," Mortefi begged, his voice trembling.
"Shut up. You want this."
"I don’t."
"Yes. You love this."
The Rover slid his other arm under Mortefi's hips, wrapping his fingers around the other man's flagging erection. Mortefi let out a cry, his hips jerking.
"I love watching you like this," the Rover whispered, his words dripping with desire. "It makes me want you even more."
"Rover," Mortefi breathed, his voice shaking.
"Don't fight it. Just let it happen."
"No," Mortefi gasped, his voice tinged with a hint of frustration and despair.
"Yes."
"Rover, no- "
The Rover let out a growl and slammed his cock deep inside Mortefi's body, making the older man cry out. "Sorry," the Rover murmured. "Did that hurt?"
"Fuck yes, it hurt."
The Rover thrust into him, his hips grinding against Mortefi's. "No," the older man hissed, his words trembling with lust.
"Shhh," the Rover replied.
He reached up and brushed his thumb along Mortefi's bottom lip, tracing the shape of the other man's mouth. Mortefi bit his thumb, the sensation sending a shock of pleasure through the younger man's body.
"Ow," the Rover gasped.
"Serves you right," Mortefi snapped, his gaze flashing with anger.
"Fuck, you're so sexy when you're mad," the Rover growled, his words filled with desire and lust.
"Just stop already. Stop now and I’ll forgive you"
"Never," the Rover replied, his eyes burning with hunger.
The Rover pushed the older man's head down, his grip firm and tight. "Please," Mortefi murmured. " Just stop. "
"Not until I'm done with you."
The Rover was in his element, drunk with lust and desire. "Now, be a good boy and take my cock," he growled.
"Stop," the older man whispered, his voice tinged with panic.
"You don't mean that."
The Rover gripped Mortefi by the hips, and the two of them moved as one, the younger man sliding deep inside the older man's body. "Fuck," Mortefi cried, his words tinged with panic and frustration. "Not like this."
"Stop complaining. Just accept what you want."
Mortefi moaned, his cheeks burning with shame and embarrassment. The Rover took the older man, pounding him hard, driving him into the couch. He loved the feeling of Mortefi's body, his heat and warmth surrounding him.
The older man was a wreck, face stained with tears, his insides squeezing the Rover's cock.
"So good," he moaned, his voice thick with pleasure and satisfaction.
"It hurts," Mortefi hissed, his words thick with need.
"Do you want me to slow down?" The Rover teased, a smirk on his face.
"Yes, please."
"No. It's time you stopped being so stubborn."
The Rover's hands tightened around his hips, his grip bruising. He began to slam his hips against the older man, driving deeper. "Shit," Mortefi gasped, his back arching.
"I know you want this," the Rover murmured, his voice low and seductive. "Stop trying to pretend."
Mortefi let out a soft cry, his body trembling. "Fuck, Mortefi," the Rover groaned.
"Rover," Mortefi whimpered, his voice shaking. " Stop. "
"You know you're mine."
" Stop it, " the older man snarled, his words filled with anger and frustration.
"No," the Rover snapped. "I won't give up that easily. Now, just relax and enjoy it."
The Rover drove deeper inside him, his thrusts powerful and aggressive. "Stop," the older man cried, his words coming out in a desperate plea.
"No. You know you like this," the Rover growled, his grip firm and tight. "Come on."
Mortefi moaned, his hips jerking. The Rover thrust harder, the sensation making him dizzy. Mortefi let out a low moan, his face flushed with embarrassment.
"Do you like it when I talk to you like this?"
"No," Mortefi gasped, his words coming out in a gasp.
The Rover smiled, his eyes glittering. "Don't lie to me. I can see right through you."
"Rover, please. No more."
The Rover laughed, a sound that was dark and alluring. "So, you do like it. Don't fight it, Mortefi. It feels so good."
The Rover could feel his climax building, his balls tightening. "Shit, I can't stop," the Rover gasped, his words thick with need.
Mortefi's insides were tight and warm, his body like velvet. The Rover was intoxicated, and he thrust deep inside Mortefi's body, the friction making him shiver. "Don't," Mortefi moaned.
"I have to," the Rover gasped.
His orgasm was imminent, the sensation overwhelming. Mortefi's muscles were tight around him, clenching and squeezing, pulling him deeper inside. "Fuck, Mortefi," the Rover breathed, his words tinged with passion.
"Rover," the older man whispered, his voice trembling. " Please, don't. "
The Rover was lost in his own world, his senses drowning in Mortefi. He thrust harder, his movements quick and sharp. The older man let out a moan, and the sensation drove the Rover crazy, his desire rising.
Mortefi's body was perfect, the way he squeezed the Rover's cock almost too much. The Rover felt himself cum, his seed filling his lover's insides. "Oh, shit," he groaned, his body shaking.
He leaned forward and placed his mouth on Mortefi's shoulder, kissing his neck. The taste of the older man was sweet and familiar, and the sensation made the Rover's head spin with desire. Mortefi groaned, his insides gripping the Rover's cock.
"You're beautiful," the Rover whispered. "So beautiful."
He placed his hands on Mortefi's waist, pulling him closer.
"Get the fuck out of me. Now. "
The Rover sighed, his cock sliding out of Mortefi with a small pop, cum leaking down his thighs and onto the once-pristine couch. "You're mad at me."
"Yes, and I should be."
"Look, I said I was sorry. But, you were being stubborn, so I-"
"Did you ever consider that I just wanted to finish my work?"
The Rover sighed, leaning back against the couch. "Of course, but..."
"But, what? Is there a but involved somewhere?"
"Maybe?" The Rover sighed again. "Look, it was an accident, okay? I didn't mean to do it."
The Rover frowned. "It was my fault. I shouldn't have taken advantage of the situation like that."
"Yeah, you shouldn't have," Mortefi muttered. "So, why did you?"
"I don't know," the Rover replied, his cheeks turning red.
Mortefi rolled over, turning away from him. The Rover was lying on his side, his arm resting on the older man's shoulder. He could feel Mortefi's body heat, the scent of his skin tantalizing.
The older man's hair was spilling across the sheets, and his back was smooth and slender. The Rover's mind was racing, and he couldn't help but think about his actions. What was he supposed to do now? How was he going to make this better?
He reached forward and ran his fingers through the other man's hair, his fingertips trailing along the older man's skin. He loved the feel of Mortefi's skin, so soft and warm.
"Are you mad?" the Rover asked, his voice barely a whisper.
Mortefi didn't reply.
"Hey. Look, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done it. Please, say something."
Still nothing.
The Rover sighed. "This is awkward."
Mortefi gave a slight nod.
"Mortefi, I'm sorry. Please, talk to me."
The Rover watched as the other man sat up, rising from the couch on trembling legs.
"Wait. Mortefi. You can't leave. I'll apologize again, and it'll never happen again. I promise. Just please, don't go." The Rover jumped off the couch, his hand grabbing the older man's wrist.
He could see the fury in the older man's eyes, his gaze burning.
"Why won't you listen? I'm trying to apologize."
Mortefi pulled his hand away, his jaw clenched. "Just leave me alone."
"But, why?"
"Why? What do you mean, why? You forced me to have sex, and then you expected me to just forget it?"
"But, I-"
"Shut the fuck up."
"Okay. I'll just... Um, let's just forget it."
"Good. Now, get the fuck out of my house."
The Rover groaned. "Okay. Fine, I'll just go. But, promise me you won't be angry for too long, and please don't lock me out."
Mortefi didn't respond.
"Look, I'm sorry. I'll try and be better."
"Too late for that. Just go. We'll talk tomorrow."
"So, we're okay?"
Mortefi let out a low growl of frustration, his gaze burning. "I don't know. We'll see."
"But, Mortefi-"
"Shut up. I'm tired."
"Fine. Good night." The Rover left, shutting the door gently behind him.
The room was dark and cold, and Mortefi could feel a shiver run through his body. He pulled the blankets around himself, wrapping his arms around his body. His body still ached, his ass burning.
Mortefi could still feel the other man inside him, the memory of the Rover's cock making his stomach turn. He let out a sigh and fell onto his back, staring up at the ceiling. The silence was heavy and suffocating, and Mortefi could hear his heartbeat pounding in his chest.
"Damn it," he whispered, his voice thick with frustration and anger.
He lay in his bed for hours, his entire body aching. He tried to sleep, but every time he closed his eyes, all he could see was the Rover. His face was flushed, and his entire body was on fire.
"Damn it all," he hissed, rolling over and punching his pillow.