Sila reached for it now, slipping a finger beneath the plastic to tug at his wrists so it bit into Bay’s skin. The move also seated him more firmly within the hot cavern of his greedy mouth, causing them both to moan.
He’d jerked himself off to the sight of his kitten trussed up for him, painting Bay’s face with his come. That was less than five minutes ago, but Sila was already achingly hard again, the crown of his cock bumping wildly against the back of Bay’s throat, trying to get in even deeper.
He slipped free from Bay’s mouth and his kitten whimpered. Ignoring him, Sila rounded the bike, coming to a stop at his back so he could take in the rounded globes of Bay’s firm ass.
“What’s this?” Sila had noticed the tiny object protruding from Bay’s hole when he’d taken off his pants and bound him, but he’d purposefully overlooked it. Now, he reached forward and rolled the three small beads connected by a string around his pointer finger. “This for me, Kitten?”
Bay made a sound of agreement. “Everything’s for you.”
He stilled, liking that. But then, throughout their time together, it’d become abundantly clear that Bay always knew exactly what to say and do to call to the devil within him. “Everything, huh.”
“Yes.”
Without further warning, Sila grabbed onto the end of the toy and yanked it out of Bay’s hole with one swift tug.
Bay cried and floundered over the bike, but a whack against his ass had him stilling as the last bead popped free.
Holding it up to the light, Sila took a second to inspect it. He hadn’t purchased the toy himself, which meant it was something Bay had bought on his own. The string of pearls were uniform, and the anal beads stretched at least a foot in length from the first to last.
“Looks like I’m not the only one who was looking forward to celebrating,” Sila laughed, moving to rest the toy on the work bench behind him. They were too pretty to drop to the floor and risk stepping on and ruining.
Besides, later, they’d look even better wrapped tightly around Bay’s throat…
Using both hands, Sila spread Bay’s cheeks, grinning when his hole fluttered imploringly at the attention.
“Was it uncomfortable riding with those shoved up there?” Sila asked curiously. He was actually impressed that Bay hadn’t been too distracted by it to lose.
“Yes,” Bay admitted. “Especially since I kept pretending your fingers were inside of me instead.”
“Trying to manage me again, baby?” Clearly he was trying to get Sila to pick up the pace and opting for pretty words to do it.
“You can punish me for it later,” Bay offered.
“That won’t be necessary,” Sila said, chuckling when Bay made a sound of disappointment. “Don’t whine. The reason it won’t be necessary,” he lined himself up with his entrance, “is because I’m going to punish you now.”
Bay hissed as Sila drove forward, spearing into him in one hard thrust that had the bike shaking beneath them. He struggled against his bindings, but with how tightly the zip tie was done, there was no chance of him slipping free.
“Shh,” Sila hushed when he started to rail him and Bay’s gasps turned to full blown wails. There wasn’t really a reason to since the garage was sound proof, but they both liked it when he gave orders, even small ones. “Be quiet and take it like you should.”
Bay clamped his mouth shut, his shoulders quaking with strain.
In turn, Sila fucked him harder for his effort, trying to slip him up despite the fact he was the reason his kitten had gone silent in the first place. But then, that was also part of it. It was a battle of wills between them, a game to see which of the two would come out on top. Bay was a worthy opponent. There was no one else in the entire universe who could make a claim like that.
That was probably what had convinced Sila to forgive him for the deception that night he’d admitted to everything. If anyone else had threatened to hold a video of him murdering someone over his head, he would done away with them and destroyed the evidence. But Bay was right. Every day Sila knew he kept that footage was another day he was certain the older man loved him. Hell, he’d chosen to give up justice for his grandmother in order to ensure Sila stayed safe.
He'd had a choice, a real one, and he’d chosen Sila all on his own.
It wasn’t even just that. Bay was his perfect match through and through. He not only understood Sila’s devilish nature, he actually stroked its ego and begged it to come out and play. This game between them was always entertaining, and truly never-ending, though there were multiple rounds. More often than not, Sila was still victorious, but every now and again Bay would beat him.
He wasn’t going to allow today to make it onto that short list.
Sila pulled back to the tip and then waited a beat, just long enough for Bay to start to squirm, then he pounded back into that tight heat, simultaneously spanking him. The sound of skin hitting skin mingled with Bay’s loud sob and Sila’s following laughter.
“Pretty sure I told you to be quiet,” Sila said, draping himself over Bay. He bit at his ear lobe, hard enough to draw blood and then lapped at it, relishing when that had his kitten moaning all over again. “That’s not quiet either, baby.”
“Please.” Bay pushed back into him, lifting his ass to help drive his cock in deeper.
“Oh no,” he pressed a palm to his right cheek and forced him down, pulling out to the tip a second time teasingly. “You snared the Devil. Deal with the consequences.” He didn’t wait for him to respond, driving back home. He kept the tempo of his thrusts steady and deep, sure that Bay could feel every inch of him as he entered and retreated.
