“You’re being so good for me,” Jamie murmured against his throat and the cold line of diamonds that would forever be in his way when they were alone like this. “Keep being good and don’t come.”
Jamie shoved the dessert plate aside and lifted Kyle in his arms, placing him on the table. Then he sat back down, holding his glass of champagne in one hand as he undid his belt and pants with the other.
“Lift your legs for me.”
Kyle did as he was ordered, groaning as he hooked his hands behind his knees and lifted his legs, holding them spread apart in the air. His hips were right at the edge of the table, showing off his tight balls, hard cock, and the base of the dildo. The toy had shifted out of him a little from being moved, and Jamie oh-so helpfully pushed it back into place, rotating it around as he did so.
Kyle shuddered, fingers digging into the underside of his knees. “Jamie.”
“Don’t come while I enjoy my dessert,” Jamie warned.
Then he poured some champagne over Kyle’s cock, watched his hips jerk from the cold liquid as it flowed over his balls and the base of the dildo. Jamie leaned forward and licked at the sweet taste of it against Kyle’s skin, dragging his mouth up to suck at his hard balls. He moved farther up, sliding his tongue against Kyle’s rock-hard cock to suck at the tip as he stroked his own cock.
Jamie pulled back at Kyle’s cry and poured more champagne over his cock before settling back between his legs to lick it off him. By the time Jamie finished drinking his glass of champagne off Kyle’s body, Kyle was shaking on the bolted-down table, knuckles white from the tight grip he had behind his knees.
“Please, sir,” Kyle gasped out, eyes squeezed shut as his spine arched against the insistent pressure and buzz of the dildo vibrating deep inside him. “Oh, fuck, please let me come.”
Jamie gently pulled the dildo out, making sure to drag it over Kyle’s prostate as he did so. When it was finally free of his body, Jamie turned it off and set it aside. Jamie rubbed a finger over Kyle’s hole, feeling the muscles there twitch from the sudden absence of vibration.
Jamie pulled a small bottle of lube from his pocket and coated his cock with it. The dildo had stretched Kyle’s hole some, but when Jamie pushed inside him, there was still enough resistance left to provide a tight clench around him. Kyle groaned at the intrusion, letting Jamie push his legs back against his chest when Jamie leaned down to kiss him.
When Jamie straightened up, he pulled out halfway and thrust back in with enough force that Kyle would’ve been pushed up the table if Jamie didn’t have such a hard grip on his hips.
“You can come now.”
Kyle came with a strangled cry, the hours of being teased at Jamie’s whim culminating in a swift fall over the edge into orgasm. His body tightened around Jamie’s cock in an exquisite way that made him thrust shallowly through it as streaks of cum painted Kyle’s stomach and chest.
Jamie didn’t let him enjoy the comedown and started to fuck him with short, hard thrusts that made Kyle moan. Kyle gazed up at Jamie through his lashes, still holding his legs up, cock spent against his stomach as Jamie sought pleasure in him. Jamie reached out and hooked a hand over Kyle’s shoulder, pulling him back into every deep thrust. Kyle whimpered as Jamie fucked him, the diamonds glittering around his throat with every swallow.
The table didn’t move as Jamie pounded into him, the piece of furniture securely bolted to the floor. It was one less thing for Jamie to worry about as he chased his own orgasm inside the tight heat of Kyle’s body. When he finally came, Jamie left fingerprint bruises that never lasted long on Kyle’s hips. He ground his cock into Kyle, spilling his release inside him with short, hard thrusts that made Kyle clench weakly around him.
Jamie slowed his thrusts, staying buried in Kyle as he leaned over to kiss him again. Kyle chased after his mouth when Jamie pulled away, but he flattened his hand against Kyle’s sticky chest, keeping him in place.
“I’m not done with you,” Jamie said as he pulled out.
“Promise?” Kyle asked in a rough voice.
“We have seven days up here, and I plan to spend every minute making you feel good.”
Jamie grabbed the bottle of champagne and held it over Kyle’s mouth. When his lips parted, he poured a stream of the bubbly alcohol into his mouth for a couple of seconds. He set it aside when he decided Kyle had had enough and picked up the dildo again. Jamie coated it with some more lube before slipping it back into Kyle’s hole, plugging him back up and keeping him stretched for later.
Kyle hissed at the intrusion but didn’t fight it. He stayed where he was, still lying on the table, holding his legs apart, treating Jamie to a sight he’d never get enough of. Before Jamie got undressed, he pulled a set of nipple clamps from his pocket and held them up for Kyle to see.
“What? No diamonds?” Kyle asked weakly.
Jamie slapped him on the ass, right over the base of the dildo, jostling it inside him. “If you want a matching set for your collar, I’ll buy you one when we get back to Earth. All you have to do is ask.”
Kyle swallowed thickly as Jamie fondled his spent cock. “I’ll wear whatever you give me.”
Jamie had a flash image of Kyle wrapped up in jewels and on his knees, and even though Jamie had just come, his cock gave a valiant twitch. “Maybe we’ll make it a yearly anniversary present.”
Kyle hummed agreement, the soft sound breaking into a hiss when Jamie pinched his right nipple hard and gave it a twist. He did it a couple more times before he attached the first clover clamp to Kyle’s nipple, letting the flat jaws of the cold metal bite into the sensitive skin. Jamie did the same to his other nipple, letting the chain that connected them settle on Kyle’s chest, sliding over drying cum.
Jamie finally got undressed, tossing his clothes on the chair behind him. When Jamie was naked, he helped Kyle to a sitting position, standing between his legs where they dangled off the table. Kyle ran his hands up Jamie’s arms to his shoulders. The flush had faded some from his skin, but when Jamie tugged on the chain dangling between the nipple clamps, Kyle bit down on his bottom lip, the redness returning to his cheeks.
“The things you let me do to you,” Jamie said, staring at him.
Kyle licked his lips before tipping his face up expectantly for a kiss. “You own me. You can do whatever you want with me and I’ll like it.”
