forum Anyone on during school? (one on one, Gay or Lesbian)(Closed)

Started October 25, 2019 by Deleted user

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"See, you do want it," the demon smirked and his hand traveled to Evan's chest. "I'm only helping you with that boner you have and then leaving to go cook okay?"

He nodded, glaring at you from the side of his eye a bit, but his hips bucking into you seemed to only challenge his angry expression.

"Be patient my pet." He found every sensitive spot on his neck with his lips leaving hickeys. His hand lined inside Evan's panties and smiled as he stroked. "You're keeping this on in the daytime by the way," he whispered.

"I am NOT!" He said loudly, then fell back into the bed at your hands and lips, gasping,the cuffs rattling as his hands pulled at them.

"You so are and I'm going to teach you how to cook and clean too," he smirked and stroked faster. "Anyone ever tell you that you're such a bottom?"

He gasped loudly,hips bucking into you. "I-im a switch." He argued back, moaning.

"On weekends and when you go to sleep sure, but during the week those are your working hours, better get into ruiteen," he started to use the palm of his hand. "Are you close yet?"

He shook his head. "No." He wasnt. Hand jobs just really weren't good enough, especially not this short. "W-working hours?"

"Yup," His head went under and licked up and down before taking Evan in his mouth fully.

He gasped and bucked into your mouth,giving off a very loud moan, and his hands tightened and pulled at the restraints. "D-daddy…" He whispered out,making such pretty noises for you.

He hummed against Evan with a smirk. He's liking this huh? he sucked harder until Evan got close.

"O-oh I'm ah! I'm close!" He groans,bucking into your mouth,nearly choking you as his legs go around your back, tightening. "m-MORE!"

Sebation closed one eye as Evan came in his mouth. "Well, that's all my pet. I will go make dinner now," he swallowed everything Evan gave to him. He grabbed a tissue and wiped Evan down. He put back on the collar but took off the cuffs around Evan's hands.

He curled up and lay there, whimpering a bit. "W-wait…come back. Please?" He hoped maybe,just maybe,he could be held. A bit. Maybe? He knew he would be chided for it but he always needed to be held after any type of love making. It helped to calm him down and boy did he need it with his past and what had just happened. There was desperation in his voice as tears filled his eyes.

"I didn't leave yet silly. Do you need anything?" he asked while he threw the tissue in the garbage.

He crawled into your arms. "Don't say anything I just… need to rest here for a moment. I still don't like you but I just…need a bit. Okay? I'll cook and clean but give me a bit of humanity."

"Don't worry I will and okay I'll stay here for a little bit," he smiled and stroked Evan's hair.

He blushed,and gave in,taking a few breaths. "Thank you…my… past has hindered my sexual out look and such,so I normally have to calm down after any sort of playtime…" You noticed he had begun to shake in your arms.

The demon held Evan closer and tighter. "I'm right here," he whispered. "You know I have to cook dinner right?"

"Yeah yeah shuddup…we can cook together." His face went red at the 'I'm right here.' He, strangely enough, felt safe as his arms held you tight, pulling himself closer. The shaking went away as he calmed down, he and kissed your cheek softly. "Thank you." He then got up, and stretched, pulled up the panties, and walked off, still trying to calm down.

Sebastian walked to the kitchen, "First you figure what to eat. What would you like for dinner tonight?"

"I know how to cook, Sebby." He searches through the fridge, gets out a few pots, and begins to brown some meat. "How about sloppy joes? With….tater tots?" He smiled. "Hey, weird question, but do you by chance have a piano here?"

"Okay, One, Sloppy Joes is not a dinner, spaghetti or stake is a dinner. Two, yes I do. Now let me ask you again what would you like for dinner tonight?" Sebastian asked.

"I want sloppy joes." He stated simply. "Or I guess spaghetti." He shrugged as he put away the sloppy joe ingredients, still browning the meat.

"Now we're getting some where. I'll get the water boiling!" he smiled, grabbed a pot, filled it with water, put it on the stove, turned on the stove and waited.