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Jimmy lifted up his head to watch Cold stretching his wet hole. It felt dirty and liberating all at once, and his cock flexed with new interest despite having just come.He couldn’t believe how turned on he was getting watching himself in the mirror, murmuring, “God, you’ve absolutely ruined me.”

“Only temporarily,” Cold chuckled.

Jimmy smiled, gasping suddenly as Cold plunged his fingers deep inside of him. It was too much, and he scrambled to brace himself against Cold’s chest. “Mmm, fuck!”

Cold pulled his fingers out, sucking them into his mouth with a content sigh. He turned Jimmy’s head to take his lips in a passionate kiss and share the taste with him. “My beautiful boy.”

“Yours.” Jimmy collapsed onto the bed, his limbs flailing outward.

Cold got up and returned with a cloth to clean Jimmy with, taking his time and leaving him spotless. Once he was satisfied, he began to move the mirror back to its rightful place next to the closet.

“Wait,” Jimmy said.

“What is it?”

“Could we maybe... leave the mirror here just a little longer?” Jimmy asked shyly. “At least for the rest of tonight?”

Cold laughed, leaning down to kiss Jimmy with a sly grin. “Absolutely.”










Chapter Four

“Kneel, Mr. Poe,” Cold’svoice commanded, his tone as firm as the leather bindings holding Jimmy’s wrists together.

There was a silk scarf covering Jimmy’s eyes, and he shakily got down to his knees on their bedroom floor. His ass was aching from being paddled, his hole stretched wide with a thick plug, and he groaned as the change in position forced the toy inside of him to shift awkwardly.

“On the floor,” Cold continued. “All the way down.”

“Yes, sir,” Jimmy whined, panting as he struggled to obey without falling flat on his face since his hands were tied behind his back. He lowered his head first and willed the rest of his body to follow. The plug twisted and made him groan as he stretched out on his stomach.

“Good boy,” Cold said, slowly walking toward him.

Listening closely, Jimmy could detect Cold’s steps approaching behind him, and he licked his lips. The last few lessons had been exciting, and today’s session was particularly intense. He had been embarrassed to even ask for it, but Cold wouldn’t leave him alone until he told him exactly what he wanted to do.

Feet, Jimmy had finally confessed. He wanted to play with Cold’s feet.

When he’d first read about this particular kink, his initial reaction was to dismiss it entirely. It seemed weird and dirty, but the more Jimmy thought about it, the more he realized he wanted to try it. Cold was only too happy to oblige, and he had spent the last few hours getting Jimmy ready for the final act of their play.