Soapy Land
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(Andibooo)
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(Sorry I'll respond asap)
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(No its cool bro I'm just bored cx)
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(Sorry I was cooking)
"My hair is horrible," He muttered, starting to say something else right before he was kissed. The door flew open, a tall man stand there, with one eye brow raised. He nodded at Drake, holding out a pair of hand cuffs. "You. Come here."
Daniel didn't stir at the belt, but opened his eyes a little, giving Monty a smile. "I should call Ally," He hummed, sleepily, "And break up with him."
Rayson was in pure bliss, enjoying this to the full extent. His hands went to Arcelio's hips, pulling him down each time. -
(Oo what did you make)
Drake hardly managed to dodge the door smacking him when it flew open. Eyes narrowing at the man, his hand moved all the way from the back of Rosario's head down to the small of his back. "What for?" He asked, but didn't try to fight, afraid that the man would have a tazer like the last kid.
When Monty sat down, he glanced over at Daniel and saw that he was smiling, so he smiled back. Just as he was repeating boyfriendboyfriendboyfriend in his head again, the other said something that stirred this repetitive thought. "You should," he confirmed. Not just because he was having a hard time controlling himself with flirting, but also for worry that Allen was pretty dangerous.
Arcelio had to take his lips from Rayson's neck, because he sped up, and it was too hard to keep them there at that rate. He arched his back, balancing himself by keeping his arms around Rayson's neck, until he found the angle that allowed best access to his prostate. -
"I have to get you in the car," He responded, stepping forward, towering over the boys. "And because I'm sure you'd attack me if I took the little one first." Rosario made a small, "Hey!" at the comment, clearly offended. The man pretended not to hear him.
Daniel held out a hand. "Phone phone phooooone," He said, in a sing songy voice, totally getting the full effects of the drugs now.
Rayson felt his own stomach start to tense, indicating a coming orgasm. He let out little moans in time with Arcelio's downward movements. -
Drake was looking up at the man, then, assessing him. He hadn't pulled out any sort of weapon- his only advantage seemed to be his size. If he really needed to, Drake knew he could knock this guy out. He'd beaten people up who were bigger than him before, and he was sure he could do it again, if need be. "Then you can take me to the car with him. Then there'll be no problem."
Monty bit his lip, wondering if he should let Daniel call Allen while he was in such a state. But then, what if he changed his mind later and decided to stay with an abusive boyfriend? He didn't want that, either. So, sighing, he took his cell phone out of his pocket and handed it over to Daniel.
Arcelio was sweaty by then, and every time he went down he was using the previous momentum to bounce himself back up. With every hit, he took a sharp breath out, and it was occasionally accompanied by a moan until he simply couldn't take it anymore. After all, being a bottom, he was entitled to come first, so he did, and since he'd already orgasmed once before, this one was long and well lived. He continued his motions, to please Rayson and to ride out his own orgasm. -
"You alone. The boy has to ride in the other car," The man said, and held up the handcuffs again. "Turn around." He pulled up his shirt, showing Drake the gun that was hidden there. Rosario inhaled, and closed his eyes, trying to keep from collapsing again.
Daniel pressed in the number, finding that the phone went straight to voice mail, since Allen was on the plane. He hummed softly, "Hey, you'readick. And you're mean. So I'm gonna break up with you. Bye." He hung up, and handed the phone back to Monty.
Rayson came shortly after, and waited until Arcelio stopped moving to pull out, holding the boy to his chest. -
Drake's lips flattened into a line, looking at the gun. He gave Rosario's back a gentle pat before he sighed, and turned around, whilst giving the man a sarcastic smile. "I don't know why that's necessary. As long as we have the same destinations." As he put his hands behind his back, he stopped cold. "Which we do, right? Me and him are going to the same place?"
Monty kind of like the message Daniel left. It was very straightforward, and got to the point without a lot of emotional crap. "Alright. So that's over, I'm glad. Do you feel any better for it?"
Arcelio stopped soon after Rayson was finished. He cuddled up to Rayson's chest, sighing. "I missed you." -
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The man clicked the handcuffs on him before answering, pulling him out of the bathroom, slamming the door shut in Rosario's face, as the boy tried to follow. "No. You're going to go home. And so is Rosario. Only, Rosario's going to his real home," The man stated, pushing Drake in front of him as if he had wheels. He opened the door to the plane to reveal that they were in a secluded landing strip, with two black cars parked not far away.
Daniel nodded, and yawned, snuggling into the seat. "Mhm. He's a dick. I don't like dicks-" Daniel paused, giggling, and blushing a little, "Well, I do. Just.. Not him." He gave Monty a sleepy smile, closing his eyes.
Rayson combed a hand through Arcelio's hair, sighing softly. "I missed you too, baby. So freaking much." -
Drake started to feel panic rising in his throat. If he wasn't going with Ro, if his love was being taken somewhere and he didn't know where, who would keep him safe? Who would make sure that Ro ate breakfast, and got enough sleep at night? "No, no, you can't do this," he said, and tried his best to get away, or at least stop. He dug his heels in the ground, tried to shake his handcuffed arms away from the man as frantically as he could.
"Yeah." Monty smiled back at him, but tried his best to focus on driving as well. "You go ahead and get some sleep, I'll wake you up when we get there."
Arcelio smiled, and with his eyes closed, tilted his head up to kiss the underside of Rayson's chin. -
The older didn't even seem to notice Drake's protest, pushing him down the stairs without much of a hurry. He hesitated at the bottom, though, turning him around to glance him over. "..Hn. Fine. Breaking orders, kid. You're gonna get me into a lot of freaking trouble. Go get him, you'll go together. But slip up, threaten my kid again, and I'll send you away. And not home, either." With that, he undid Drake's handcuffs, shoving him back towards the steps, only to have Rosario, who had been less than five feet away the whole time fling himself into Drake's chest.
"Okay," Daniel agreed, drifting off without another word. -
Drake was more than just a little surprised, and relieved, that the man agreed to let him go with Rosario. Before he realized that his love was already on a collision course with him, he was prepared to bolt off and get him. Rather, when he felt the boy against his chest, his arms grabbed around him, clutching him tightly like he'd lose him if he let go again.
Monty turned on the radio, letting it play quiet rock music while he drove and checked up on Drake every few seconds. Soon, they were at the campus, and he was parking by the dorms. Once he parked, Monty reached over, gently shaking Daniel's shoulder to wake him. -
Rosario's arms went around the other just as tightly, almost getting lifted off the ground. He hid his face in Drake's shoulder, muttering something. The man cleared his throat, opening the door of the car that had pulled up along side them. "In the back."
The boy woke up as soon as the car stopped, sitting up and yawning, glancing around. He seemed confused for a minute, until he remembered where he was and why he was there.
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