[ The humming sensation seems to jolt Peter into action, prompting a broke out cry to drop from his lips. His hand tightens on Max's hair, not enough to be painful, though, he knows the right way to pull at ti so it sends pleasant prickles down the spine because he's been in the brunette's position before. His other hand settles on the soft mattress to keep himself half propped up, fingers flexing into the fabric.
There's no helping it now, so may as well put on a show and show his appreciation. Peter groans low in his chest as warm heat envelopes his cock and his eyes instantly darken. It's maddeningly hot and he moans in appreciation, trying to still his hips. ]
Max. [ He starts, a whine creeping into his voice. ] Your silver tongue is going to be the death of me. [ He tugs at his hair again, playfully. ]If anything gets too much, you can tap me twice on the hip and we will stop. Sounds good?
[ It dawns on him that they should have probably talked about limits and safewords before but there's no time like the present. Peter isn't very brutish with his partners unless that's what they're into, and he can’t imagine doing anything with Max they both wouldn't want, but he likes to make sure everyone feels safe from the beginning. ]
He'll be happy to tease more out of Peter in a minute, but for the moment he pulls off again so he can give Peter a steamy grin. That silver tongue of his flicks playfully at the man's tip, testing the sensitive crevices where it meets the shaft. In between flick, he pauses to answer.]
Sounds good. Thank you.
[His gratitude is earnest. Nothing is sexier than a partner with good communication skills. Sometimes Max gets ahead of himself, like now, but it's only because he and Peter seemed to be on such an even level with each other already. Still, it never hurts to double-check, especially since Max will be the one driving things tonight.]
You can do the same with me. Or, you know, if you say stop I can respect that too. Okay by you?
[He hopes that settles things. He doesn't plan to do anything too rough but one never knows. He'll stick to stroking Peter lightly with one hand while they finished up talking. It's hard to answer with a dick in his mouth after all.]
By the way, it feels amazing when you pull my hair like that so please don't stop.
[ There will be plenty of more moans and grunt filling the air in no time. Peter has opened his mouth to say something else when Mac licks the tip of his cock, making him practically choke on air and then laugh. You, barstard, Peter thinks to himself fondly. Playful partners are the best partners. His green eye softens at the agreement and he nods, glad that they're reaching and understanding. ]
All good, handsome. [ After that, Peter lets out a low hum and reaches for the black strands again, first running his fingers through them and scratching the scalp with his nails. ] That I can do.
[ He doesn't push Max hand down, letting the man do things at his own pace as promise, staying in charge But he finally curls his fingers more firmly around the black hair and gives a tug. His legs part some more, offering Max extra room and the chance to touch his inner thighs or anywhere else he feels like touching. Peter can be really antagonistic when he feels threatened by someone's presence. But when he's comfortable? Oh, when he trusts the person he's with it's almost effortlessly to give all of himself up to them to do as they please without a second thought.]
[Max's eyelids flutter when Peter's nails scrape his scalp. A low rumbling moan resonates in his throat. More of that please.]
Good. Then I won't keep you waiting anymore.
[But he will continue being a tease. Peter's reaction to his playful flicking was just too fun. He runs his tongue over those same spots again, probing and testing, before finally closing his lips down completely over the man's head and sucking him halfway in. A moan vibrates the back of his throat. He loves fingers in his hair while he sucks a good cock.
While Max continues to licks and play, his fingers trail down Peter's inner thigh, enjoying the new space that's just been opened up to him. He travels even lower too, until he's tracing the sensitive skin below Peter's shaft. Max always tiptoes into ball-play. Some guys are more into it than others. He'll judge how to continue based on how Peter reacts.]
Hey handsome, you want to do me a favor while you're up there? Check the drawer in the night table for me. I keep all the fun stuff in there.
[Foreplay is fun, of course, but it will be even better if he can get Peter to grab the lube for him... so he can get ready for the main event. Also up for grabs are condoms, essential in Max's opinion, and a few other assorted toys, leather accessories, and vibrators. Peter can feel free to select any of them that catch his interest. Since he's getting to play master tonight, Max is already planning to get the riding crop out of there later.]
[ The blood thrumming through his veins starts to run hotter. Just the sight of Max eye-level with his cock is doing more than enough for him but when the man moans like that? Hell, Peter would happily spend the good part of the night just pulling at his hair to hear it nonstop. And so he does, applying a little bit more pressure when his nails brush over the scalp.
A low hum of pleasure escapes Peter's lips, followed by a breathless moan. He swallows, trying to stay more or less composed as Max teases him but it's a futile effort by the time the brunette pulls him halfway into his mouth and moans. It sends a pleasant sensation up Peter's cock and an electric shock down his spine. His partner's hands wander and a whine builds in the back of Peter's throat. It resonates across the room, and it takes him a moment to realize that the sound is coming from himself. His thighs shake a little, sensitive, when Max’s fingertips graze past his balls but he welcomes the intention. ]
Look at you. [ Peter purrs once he managed to catch his breath. ] Fuck, so goddamn gorgeous.
[ He gives a short nod after that, has to force himself to look away, and twist back a little so his right hand can reach the drawer. Peter eyes the content with an amused smirk and his cock throbbing.
The condom and lube are snatched first and left by Max's side on the bed, Peter is in the same boat when it comes to the very essentials. He gets a bit distracted by the ropes - he's always been curious about things like shibari but never had real patience for it- and then eyes the leather accessories with interest. Max's skilled tongue makes him shudder all over pone more time and Peter's hand twitches. It closes around the wrist and hand handcuffs, pulling them out of the drawer. ]
[Max would happily submit to hours of praises, moans, and hair-pulling alone. However, tonight he's not the one submitting.
A greedy smile curls his lips when he sees what Peter has chosen. A pleased noise of approval rumbles in his throat. He takes his sweet time drawing his mouth off of Peter's throbbing cock, delaying his reply back along as possible.]
It is my job to be prepared. The question is...
[With sensuous grace, Max pushes to his feet until he's towering in front of Peter. He takes those cuffs and considers them and then Peter with hungry eyes.]
Are you prepared?
[His entire demeanor has shifted... Oh, yes. He has become the master now. And the sinister smile on his lips promises dark pleasures ahead.]
[ Even if he's not the one submitting that doesn't mean Peter's going to keep quiet about the praising. Unless Max decides to gag him, of course, something that wouldn't be meet with little resistance. Peter did say that he will be good for him. And frankly, if he had known before that just the view of the handcuffs would get that reaction from Max, he would have suggested it.
He whimpers at the hot glide of Max’s tongue over his skin after that greedy smile, marveling at the slick, wet heat around his cock that is just shy of being too tight. Fingers dig into the mattress, rumpling the sheets, and then he's lying back to allow Max to tower over him further. He could lose in the want and determination of those eyes and Peter replies with a broken voice. ]
Oh, yes. Hell, yes, Max. [ He can’t wait to have the brunette grinding his hips against his ass, filling him up until he forgets where one ends and the other starts. Peter tilts his chin back, showing the column of his throat and waiting for Max to do the next move. He has the guts to smirk at him and wrap a leg around the man's hips to pull him closer. ] Are you going to fuck me or are we going to talk all night?
[The pull of that leg against his hips draws a brief laugh out of Max, before he remembers the role he's supposed to be playing.
He tsks and grabs Peter's head by the hair in one quick motion, faster than he looks like he should be able to move. Now he leans in close, mouth hovering over Peter's exposed throat, reminiscent of the way a vampire might hover before plunging in for the bite. But Max holds back, his breath tantalizing and hot against his captive's skin.]
Keep giving me lip like that and I'll make you wait as punishment.
[With more quick motions, Peter will find himself stripped of any remaining garments. Max wants to see leather gleaming against bare skin. Peter does look so good in leather after all.
With that done, Max captures Peter's wrist one then the other. His grip is incredibly strong as he drags then down into position. If Peter decides to put up any resistance, Max will press his body weight down to keep him still. But Max suspects by the way Peter's voice breaks that he'll be a good boy.
Once the cuffs and leg straps are all properly buckled, Max uses one finger to check their tightness, like checking the girth of a horse's saddle. When he finds it satisfactory he sits back a moment to admire his work.]
[ There's nothing wrong about laughing with your partner during sex, Peter considers it the proof of a healthy relationship. Of course, Max getting all bossy on him is just as welcome, if no more.
That sounds like the opposite of a punishment to me, just saying.
Sorry, Max, Peter ever learns and he quite likes to have people pinning him down. It should be obvious enough in the way his cock twitches, curved over his lower belly. But he's quiet and obedient after that, mesmerized at how fast Max moves and briefly wondering if he isn't missing something and the brunette is actually more than human. He's met people with enhances reflexes before, it wouldn't be a shock.
Peter arches his back when Max finger brush over his skin, squirming a little in anticipation. Tilting his head, he meets the other eyes when Max takes a moment to just watch. His pulse kicks up a notch, Max has a perfect view of how much Peter wants him and while he could be self-conscious about this he just feels wanted. And absurdly turned out too, so he whines a little because Peter has never been very good with patience. ]
[The whine in Peter's voice makes Max's own cock twitch with anticipation. His erection strains against the fabric of his trousers, begging to be set free.]
Don't you worry. I'll give you what you want soon.
[He runs a hand over Peter's thigh, ending with a reassuring pat. Then he steps away so he can unfasten his own pants. He pulls them down, along with his boxer-briefs in one quick motion. Out swings his erection, standing proud. Now Peter can have a good look at what he's in for. Max's last name isn't Maximum for no reason. His uncircumcised member is quite the generous sight to behold. All the more reason to make sure Peter is good and ready.]
Think you can handle all of this?
[He reaches for the lube and applies an ample amount to his fingertips. He holds his finger up for Peter to see, as forewarning, before beginning to lightly stroke around the outer ring of the man's ass hole. But he's still only teasing for now, with light presses. He wants to hear Peter whine some more.]
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There's no helping it now, so may as well put on a show and show his appreciation. Peter groans low in his chest as warm heat envelopes his cock and his eyes instantly darken. It's maddeningly hot and he moans in appreciation, trying to still his hips. ]
Max. [ He starts, a whine creeping into his voice. ] Your silver tongue is going to be the death of me. [ He tugs at his hair again, playfully. ]If anything gets too much, you can tap me twice on the hip and we will stop. Sounds good?
[ It dawns on him that they should have probably talked about limits and safewords before but there's no time like the present. Peter isn't very brutish with his partners unless that's what they're into, and he can’t imagine doing anything with Max they both wouldn't want, but he likes to make sure everyone feels safe from the beginning. ]
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He'll be happy to tease more out of Peter in a minute, but for the moment he pulls off again so he can give Peter a steamy grin. That silver tongue of his flicks playfully at the man's tip, testing the sensitive crevices where it meets the shaft. In between flick, he pauses to answer.]
Sounds good. Thank you.
[His gratitude is earnest. Nothing is sexier than a partner with good communication skills. Sometimes Max gets ahead of himself, like now, but it's only because he and Peter seemed to be on such an even level with each other already. Still, it never hurts to double-check, especially since Max will be the one driving things tonight.]
You can do the same with me. Or, you know, if you say stop I can respect that too. Okay by you?
[He hopes that settles things. He doesn't plan to do anything too rough but one never knows. He'll stick to stroking Peter lightly with one hand while they finished up talking. It's hard to answer with a dick in his mouth after all.]
By the way, it feels amazing when you pull my hair like that so please don't stop.
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All good, handsome. [ After that, Peter lets out a low hum and reaches for the black strands again, first running his fingers through them and scratching the scalp with his nails. ] That I can do.
[ He doesn't push Max hand down, letting the man do things at his own pace as promise, staying in charge But he finally curls his fingers more firmly around the black hair and gives a tug. His legs part some more, offering Max extra room and the chance to touch his inner thighs or anywhere else he feels like touching. Peter can be really antagonistic when he feels threatened by someone's presence. But when he's comfortable? Oh, when he trusts the person he's with it's almost effortlessly to give all of himself up to them to do as they please without a second thought.]
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[Max's eyelids flutter when Peter's nails scrape his scalp. A low rumbling moan resonates in his throat. More of that please.]
Good. Then I won't keep you waiting anymore.
[But he will continue being a tease. Peter's reaction to his playful flicking was just too fun. He runs his tongue over those same spots again, probing and testing, before finally closing his lips down completely over the man's head and sucking him halfway in. A moan vibrates the back of his throat. He loves fingers in his hair while he sucks a good cock.
While Max continues to licks and play, his fingers trail down Peter's inner thigh, enjoying the new space that's just been opened up to him. He travels even lower too, until he's tracing the sensitive skin below Peter's shaft. Max always tiptoes into ball-play. Some guys are more into it than others. He'll judge how to continue based on how Peter reacts.]
Hey handsome, you want to do me a favor while you're up there? Check the drawer in the night table for me. I keep all the fun stuff in there.
[Foreplay is fun, of course, but it will be even better if he can get Peter to grab the lube for him... so he can get ready for the main event. Also up for grabs are condoms, essential in Max's opinion, and a few other assorted toys, leather accessories, and vibrators. Peter can feel free to select any of them that catch his interest. Since he's getting to play master tonight, Max is already planning to get the riding crop out of there later.]
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A low hum of pleasure escapes Peter's lips, followed by a breathless moan. He swallows, trying to stay more or less composed as Max teases him but it's a futile effort by the time the brunette pulls him halfway into his mouth and moans. It sends a pleasant sensation up Peter's cock and an electric shock down his spine. His partner's hands wander and a whine builds in the back of Peter's throat. It resonates across the room, and it takes him a moment to realize that the sound is coming from himself. His thighs shake a little, sensitive, when Max’s fingertips graze past his balls but he welcomes the intention. ]
Look at you. [ Peter purrs once he managed to catch his breath. ] Fuck, so goddamn gorgeous.
[ He gives a short nod after that, has to force himself to look away, and twist back a little so his right hand can reach the drawer. Peter eyes the content with an amused smirk and his cock throbbing.
The condom and lube are snatched first and left by Max's side on the bed, Peter is in the same boat when it comes to the very essentials. He gets a bit distracted by the ropes - he's always been curious about things like shibari but never had real patience for it- and then eyes the leather accessories with interest. Max's skilled tongue makes him shudder all over pone more time and Peter's hand twitches. It closes around the wrist and hand handcuffs, pulling them out of the drawer. ]
I do love a man who comes prepared.
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A greedy smile curls his lips when he sees what Peter has chosen. A pleased noise of approval rumbles in his throat. He takes his sweet time drawing his mouth off of Peter's throbbing cock, delaying his reply back along as possible.]
It is my job to be prepared. The question is...
[With sensuous grace, Max pushes to his feet until he's towering in front of Peter. He takes those cuffs and considers them and then Peter with hungry eyes.]
Are you prepared?
[His entire demeanor has shifted... Oh, yes. He has become the master now. And the sinister smile on his lips promises dark pleasures ahead.]
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He whimpers at the hot glide of Max’s tongue over his skin after that greedy smile, marveling at the slick, wet heat around his cock that is just shy of being too tight. Fingers dig into the mattress, rumpling the sheets, and then he's lying back to allow Max to tower over him further. He could lose in the want and determination of those eyes and Peter replies with a broken voice. ]
Oh, yes. Hell, yes, Max. [ He can’t wait to have the brunette grinding his hips against his ass, filling him up until he forgets where one ends and the other starts. Peter tilts his chin back, showing the column of his throat and waiting for Max to do the next move. He has the guts to smirk at him and wrap a leg around the man's hips to pull him closer. ] Are you going to fuck me or are we going to talk all night?
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He tsks and grabs Peter's head by the hair in one quick motion, faster than he looks like he should be able to move. Now he leans in close, mouth hovering over Peter's exposed throat, reminiscent of the way a vampire might hover before plunging in for the bite. But Max holds back, his breath tantalizing and hot against his captive's skin.]
Keep giving me lip like that and I'll make you wait as punishment.
[With more quick motions, Peter will find himself stripped of any remaining garments. Max wants to see leather gleaming against bare skin. Peter does look so good in leather after all.
With that done, Max captures Peter's wrist one then the other. His grip is incredibly strong as he drags then down into position. If Peter decides to put up any resistance, Max will press his body weight down to keep him still. But Max suspects by the way Peter's voice breaks that he'll be a good boy.
Once the cuffs and leg straps are all properly buckled, Max uses one finger to check their tightness, like checking the girth of a horse's saddle. When he finds it satisfactory he sits back a moment to admire his work.]
Now, isn't that a pretty picture?
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That sounds like the opposite of a punishment to me, just saying.
Sorry, Max, Peter ever learns and he quite likes to have people pinning him down. It should be obvious enough in the way his cock twitches, curved over his lower belly. But he's quiet and obedient after that, mesmerized at how fast Max moves and briefly wondering if he isn't missing something and the brunette is actually more than human. He's met people with enhances reflexes before, it wouldn't be a shock.
Peter arches his back when Max finger brush over his skin, squirming a little in anticipation. Tilting his head, he meets the other eyes when Max takes a moment to just watch. His pulse kicks up a notch, Max has a perfect view of how much Peter wants him and while he could be self-conscious about this he just feels wanted. And absurdly turned out too, so he whines a little because Peter has never been very good with patience. ]
Max...
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Don't you worry. I'll give you what you want soon.
[He runs a hand over Peter's thigh, ending with a reassuring pat. Then he steps away so he can unfasten his own pants. He pulls them down, along with his boxer-briefs in one quick motion. Out swings his erection, standing proud. Now Peter can have a good look at what he's in for. Max's last name isn't Maximum for no reason. His uncircumcised member is quite the generous sight to behold. All the more reason to make sure Peter is good and ready.]
Think you can handle all of this?
[He reaches for the lube and applies an ample amount to his fingertips. He holds his finger up for Peter to see, as forewarning, before beginning to lightly stroke around the outer ring of the man's ass hole. But he's still only teasing for now, with light presses. He wants to hear Peter whine some more.]