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Hudson's Bluff was quiet for once, it was rather empty aside from the many pigeons fluttering about and the pair of lovers taking up the bed in the main area. Paul's hands were tied behind his back, and he was shirtless. His partner was rustling through a bag, humming. Paul was trying his best to be still, Marko had promised him a surprise if he behaved, and he was not about to jeopardize it.
They often got a little creative during their intimate moments, but today, Paul was promised something new. To say that he was excited would be an understatement, he was ecstatic. He was always willing to do more saucy things in their sex life, and it was only made better when Marko was the one to suggest something.
Speaking of Marko, his voice broke through the relative silence of the cave, “You're being awfully quiet.” It was rather rare for Paul to be speechless, especially during lovemaking.
Paul gave his signature smirk, “What do you want me to say?” He wiggled his eyebrows, which made Marko snort.
“Ohhhh yes, Daddy," He pitched his voice up obnoxiously and arched his back, "Punish me!”
Marko's face made it worth it, “Never say that again.”
Paul giggled for the rest of the time it took Marko to organize his things. There were clues based on what he took out of the bag. A bottle of lube. Some batteries. A blindfold...oh, this was getting tasty.
Said blindfold was firmly tied around his head, blocking his vision.
"What's your safeword?" Marko asked.
"Stake." Paul replied, a slight grimace on his face from the memories of stakes.
"Good boy." Marko purred, leaning down to press a kiss to Paul's lips. It made Paul shudder a little.
His mate got to work at teasing him. Marko cupped Paul's cheek in a delicate hand before trailing down his neck, he zoned in on his chest, touching and teasing. Fingers pinched around a nipple and made him whimper, he heard Marko chuckle in response and continue to tweak at it. He'd always loved his chest being messed with, but Marko had been the only partner to get it right.
The hands trailed down to his stomach, then his pelvis. Fingernails grazed against his inner thighs, making him shudder again. One hand tugged at his straining cock for just a moment before pulling away.
There was the sound of a cap popping open, and squelching sounds of Marko rubbing his slicked up hands together.
A finger pressed against Paul's entrance. He hadn't expected to be fingered tonight, but he welcomed it. The finger slowly worked its way inside him, he inhaled sharply.
Soon, it was joined by another finger. Marko scissored them, his previous slight gentleness beginning to be forgotten. He knew Paul could take it, and he'd give it to him.
Paul, for his part, was already starting to come undone. It wasn't often that Marko fingered him, but when he did, he always knew just what to do to make him pant and whine. Two fingers became three, and Marko managed to reach the one spot that made him see stars.
The sound that Paul let out made Marko moan a little himself, biting his lip to stifle the sound. He was enjoying himself just as much, he always loved watching Paul writhe and sigh.
But all good things had to come to an end, and soon Paul was stretched enough for what was yet to come, so Marko pulled his fingers out. Paul whined a little, but he stopped when he heard the sounds of things being shuffled around, and the distinct noise of something being lubed up. What could it be...
"Deep breath for me, Angel." Marko whispered, voice laced with desire.
Paul obeyed, bracing himself for...something, he didn't know what. Despite being faced with the unknown, he trusted his partner and knew that whatever it would be was going to be phenomenal.
Something else pressed against his hole, something bigger and more firm than his beloved's fingers.
“What the hell is that!?” He hissed out, panic momentarily overtaking his lust.
Marko gripped his hips, a comforting touch, “You like letting Dwayne fuck you, so why not me?” It was true, Paul and Dwayne fooled around on occasion, and Dwayne was anything but a bottom.
Paul let out a breath, “Where did you get that?” Sex toys were already in short supply in Santa Carla, let alone a strap-on.
“New shop on the boardwalk, they have a back room.” Marko said matter-of-factly. Paul felt the pressure increase as his mate inched his hips forwards.
He let out a sound that was close to a whimper as he felt it breech him. He would never get tired of that feeling. Marko was enjoying the show, as evident by how breathing was getting more shallow and rough.
Finally, it bottomed out, pressing against that one special bundle of nerves.
“Mh, fuck yes…” Paul panted, leaning his head back from the sensation. He'd felt it before, of course, but Dwayne couldn't compare to his Dollface.
Marko gave a few shallow thrusts, testing the waters and reveling in the faces that Paul was making. He let out his own little moans, the strap-on was double-sided and it was pressing all the right places for him as well.
Leave it to Paul to ruin a nice moment like that.
“It’s smaller than Dwayne’s.”
Marko scoffed and rolled his eyes, he'd expected something like this. But he had a special trick up his sleeve that he knew would subdue Paul further.
“Oh yeah? Can Dwayne’s do this?”
“Do what?”
With the flip of a little switch, the toy inside both of them started vibrating steadily.
“Oh!” Paul yelped out, a mixture of surprise and pleasure. Marko let out a shaky sigh at the feeling and wiped some sweat from his brow.
"Better than Dwayne's?" He smirked.
"So much better, Doll." Paul gasped out.
The smaller of the two chuckled and leaned down, giving Paul a hot and wet kiss, "Good." he growled, a string of saliva between their mouths.
A sharp thrust brought Paul back to the bliss he was previously feeling, and Marko kept the almost brutal pace. The vibrations and the force was doing wonders for both of them, Paul was gasping out and Marko was letting out his own little squeaks and pants.
It wasn't shocking that Paul would get close so fast.
One of his special tricks was finishing untouched, and Marko had learned to tell the signs of his approaching orgasm. It started with Paul crying out his name more desperately than before, then his toes curled, then his dick started to twitch more than before.
Marko pulled out with no warning, making Paul yelp at the sudden emptiness. Then his shock turned to annoyance when his partner gripped the base of his dick so tightly that he'd have no chance of release right now.
“Not so fast.” Marko said in a sing-song voice.
“Oh, you ass.” Paul gritted out, voice a bit hoarse from his previous moaning.
"Behave or you won't get anymore of me."
That shut Paul up.
He heard more sounds of shifting, and before he knew it, a tight, wet heat was enveloping his dick. He felt his partner's thighs on either side of his hips, his hands groping at his chest.
"Fuck, Marko..." Paul whimpered, he was so close, if only he'd start to move...
"Wait." His mate snapped, hands tightening their grip on his chest, "Patience is a virtue."
Paul gulped, "Baby-"
But Marko didn't bend, "If you cum before I say you can, I'm leaving you here all night."
The larger of the two let out a pleasured groan, "...Fuck, that's hot." He loved when Marko got mean, almost as much as he liked the feeling of his tight cunt hugging his cock.
Marko rolled his hips, making Paul sigh out. They'd fucked like this thousands of times (Paul treasured every single time), but he would never tire of Marko bouncing on his dick and taking his pleasure from him. Of course, he wished to touch and see his mate, but the lack of movement and vision was just making it all more thrilling this time around.
His cunt felt soft as velvet, and he could hear the combined wet sounds of his dick bottoming out inside Marko and Marko rubbing at his t-dick. Damn, the combo drove Paul wild.
It was getting increasingly harder to hold on, but thankfully he wouldn't have to for that much longer.
"Come on, Paulie," Marko panted, voice a little strained from the pleasure he was feeling, "Make me cum and I'll take you over the edge with me." It was a great promise, one that Marko would make good on.
So Paul did just that. He jerked his hips up, practically pistoning his dick inside his partner. He repeated that motion, listening to the squeals and moans that his mate let out.
With a final cry of Paul's name, Marko came.
Extra wetness drenched Paul's dick, and his partner's cunt tightened around him as he rode out his orgasm. All that combined with the delectable sounds he was letting out tipped Paul over the edge,. He gave a few light thrusts as he finally got the release he was craving, filling Marko up.
Marko fell against his mate, still reeling from the effects of his climax. He reached up to tear the blindfold from Paul's face, using it to wipe some of the sweat off. The arm restraints would have to wait, his body felt like jelly right now and he just wanted to close his eyes and relax.
Paul was feeling similar, he leaned down to kiss the top of Marko's head. He wasn't too bothered by his still bound arms, they would be free in due time. Marko smiled at the kiss, opening his eyes and looking at his partner with such adoration.
"I love you, Angel."
"I love you too, Dollface."