My Dark Side w/ Tenny
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Thread Topic: My Dark Side w/ Tenny
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Wynter watched amusedly, and after 15 counted seconds, he told Randson to stop. "You can move your left hand now. Boxers off. Let me see that pretty little thing."
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Randson did as he was told and stopped, moving his left hand. He hooked his thumbs in the side of his boxers like he had done with his sweatpants, blushing quite a bit as he pulled them down and stepped out of them. "How come you didn't have to do this?" He whined, embarrassed slightly.
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Wynter smirked at him and picked him up by the hips. Being mindful of the new tattoo, he gently laid the small one on the couch. Grinning up at his lover, he retorted. "Because. I was already undressed. And I'm not cute." He then proceeded to kiss Randson, starting at the chest, and slowly making his way down.
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Randson looked up at his boyfriend, stroking his lover's hair gently before replying. "That's very true. And you're right, you're not cute. You're hot as f---," he said with a smile, giving a small noise of pleasure at the kisses. He very rarely ever cursed, and when he did he would normally begin to cry and beg Wynter for forgiveness, but this time he really didn't care.
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Wynter hesitated right above the bellybutton and grinned up at his little kitten. "Yeah? You think so?"
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Randson nodded eagerly, looking down at his bellybutton where the shiny double piercing was. "Very much so. You're hot as f--- and so damn sexy, Wynter.." He said, blood rushing to his face. He was surprised when words like those came out of his mouth, but didn't take it back. He meant it, it was true.
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Wynter rarely blushed, but this was one of those few times. Poor fellow wasn't sure how to handle it. "Ah... Well thanks.." He went back to kissing Randson's stomach, quite embarrassed.
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Randson giggled when he saw the blush on his boyfriend's face. "Not so tough now, are you?" He remembered back to the time when Wynter had gotten mad and Randson had called him 'Daddy' by accident. This time wasn't an accident, though. "Daddy isn't tough, Daddy isn't tough~" Randson sang.
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Wynter tried not to turn red, and it worked because of the teasing. He sat up straight and pointed at Randson's length. "Do you want this sucked or not?"
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Randson's eyes went wide at that and he nodded frantically. "Randson is sorry, please Daddy, I'll be good I promise, I'm sorry!" He whimpered, needing to have some sort of pleasure given to him. He would even resort to begging if that's what his boyfriend wanted from him.
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Wynter smiled and nodded "good boy." He then went back to where he was before- kissing at Randson's stomach, slowly moving downwards.
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Randson sighed happily when his boyfriend went back to kissing his stomach and moving down lower. He was fully hard by now and needed something, anything now. He let out a little noise, jerking his hips up, needy.
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Wynter felt the thrust and chuckled. "Needy little squirt, aren't you?" He obliging skipped the lower abdomen and gently started licking the tip.
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"Only n-needy for you.." He moaned, eyes fluttering closed and lips parted slightly. Every little touch he got from Wynter made him feel so loved and cared for and drove him crazy, it was like his own personal drug that he could never have enough of.
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Wynter smiled a little and placed his hands on Randson's thighs, dragging his tongue slowly up and down the shaft. He made sure to twist and get every possible centimeter of skin.
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