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Having the worst attendance in the cleaners wasn’t something to be proud about, right? Not for Tamsy Caines. In his eyes, that just means he can get away with so much more than others, it means that Corvus is just used to his shenanigans. How else could he get away with entering the big boss’ office without knocking?
Tamsy wasn’t a stupid man, and Corvus was far from it as well, so why did he keep letting Tamsy get away with things like horrible attendance?
It was simple really, Tamsy got him hard. It’s not like he meant to find out this piece of information. A few months ago, he managed to track down the information broker and ask him something that would make it easier to manipulate Corvus, and Kuro seemed quite tickled with himself before he answered. As mysterious as Arkha Corvus is, a man’s lust is something anyone with a good nose could sniff out.
The cleaners–not including Semiu– saw Corvus as this big wall of reliance, resilience and bravery. A good leader, that's what Corvus is to the cleaners, and they’re not wrong, but the idea of their boss even thinking about lusting over someone was such a foreign concept. They barely knew anything about the guys anyways.
A time came for Tamsy, where he needed to leave, head back to the Sphere for some matter he wished Rudo would just have eliminated already. That's why he was currently on his way to those big doors that housed a way out of here. Carding his fingers through his hair, Tamsy make sure all the knots were gone and done with…
Corvus liked a put together person
Coruvs’ doors swung open and he was reading a book, his gave flickered upwards, towards the man standing in the doorway. “Goodmorning boss.” Tamsy dragged out his words a bit.
The book flipped shut, “It’s almost the afternoon, Tamsy.”
Tamsy’s hands rest to rest on the clips holding his hair, his fingers flaring outwards. “Is it? Apologies, but I’ll assume we can skip the formalities, you know what I’m here for.”
Corvus did a small movement with his head, as if reasoning with himself for something, then he straightened it to look head at the man in front of him. “When are not here for that”
Tamsy pursed his lips, his piercing scraping against his teeth. There was a heavy silence that followed, Corvus leaned forward a bit before standing up. He took lazy, yet planned out steps towards Tamsy. “Tell me, “ he mused, eyes raking over the casually dressed blonde, “Why do you request this time off?”
Why did he ask this time? Corvus usually just teases Tamsy about it, but this time he actually asked. Was it because he hasn’t had any missions lately? They’ve been giving Rudo and Team Child most of the missions lately to help them build up their strength, so Eager has been doing small jobs, if that.
Tamsy was good at lying, one of the best out there, he was just thrown off guard. Corvus seemed occupied with Tamsy’s labret piercing, he moved it a bit with his tongue before speaking. “You’re a good guesser.” Tamsy teased, he saw the way Corvus’ eyes lit up with confusion.
Doing a jazz hands movement near his chest, Tamsy smiled and took a chaffing tone. “If you really must know…” He didn’t, Corvus didn’t need explicit detail, “I’m getting my nipples pierced.”
What a straightforward approach, point for Tamsy Caines! The master of manipulation stays manipulating masterfully.
Corvus let out a confused exhale, eyes widening. “A-Are you..?” He swallowed, Tamsy making sure to watch his Adam's apple bob. Seeing Corvus caught off guard was truly a sight to see, he hopes to see it more often.
Nodding with that same casual smile, Tamsy moved his neck around, stretching it like he didn’t have a care in the world and that this was a perfectly normal conversation to have with your boss. “Oh yes, absolutely. I’ve been wanting it for quite a while now, you know?”
The taller man’s mouth was slightly open, his tongue between his teeth as his eyes traced from Tamsy’s labret, to Tamsy’s chest, which was slightly accentuated by the tight turtleneck he was wearing, similar to his own.
“What made you want to get this type of piercing?” The brunette asked, Tamsy’s eye almost twitched.
This was too many questions, Corvus only got philosophical like this when it was something he was interested in. Tamsy knew his boss was into him, he just never realized it was this extent, that damned information broker refused to go into detail of just how much. Tamsy relaxed his composure, he would just play into this, let Corvus get all the mental pictures he wanted to jerk off to later or whatever he did while alone.
“Hm? Why do I want one? I think they would look quite nice, don’t you think?” Before Corvus got a chance to speak, Tamsy continued, “Also, excuse the image I’m about to paint here, but I find the idea of them being just a bit visible through clothing to add a nice touch, don’t you think, boss?”
Tamsy is such a dick, he was giggling to himself internally. This dude was TOTALLY about to nut in his pants, if he did it in front of Tamsy that would be even better. It wasn't realistic, but a guy could dream. Not that he dreamed about Corvus, too many secrets.
Corvus was at a loss for words, truly. All he could do was stare at the man in front of him, watching Tamsy tap at an area just under his chest with his pointer fingers. Corvus thinned his lips, his tongue sliding over them to wet them before relaxing his face. “You may have the day off tomorrow..”
HELL YEAH!!
Well okay not really, going to the Sphere wasn’t something Tamsy was looking forward to, less of a stench up there though. On that note, he was going to have to get his nipples pierced though, Corvus would more than likely ask where he went and honestly, it wasn’t something he hadn't thought about before.
Giving his signature smile, Tamsy gave Corvus a shoulder level wave. “I appreciate it, boss.”
Once Tamsy got back from his ventures on the Sphere, his first order of business was to go to a piercer and his new assets. Before he went, he asked Enjin who he went to. Enjin of course asked, “Hm? You can’t go to the same one who gave you that?” Said the brighter blond, gesturing to his lip.
Tamsy shook his head, “He unfortunately passed, so I was looking for a new one.”
Ejin apologized soon after, telling him there was a good one in Canvas Town.
What a drag, such a far walk. Oh wait, wings!
Tamsy descended about a mile off from Canvas town, he entered without an issue and pulled out a paper he had folded in his pocket. Enjin had given it to him, it had directions to the piercer. The streets were bustling as always, and he wasn’t wearing his uniform so no one was swarming him asking questions about the cleaners.
Opening the door to the shop, Tamsy was met by a man at a counter talking to someone. They were both tatted up and had their ears pierced, the man behind the counter had his eyebrow pierced as well. The eyebrow man made eye contact with Tamsy and straightened up, “Afternoon! You come in for something?” He gestured to the man he was talking to, saying it was just his friend who came to visit.
Tamsy nodded, fiddling with the paper between his fingers. “Yes, I’ve come to get a piercing.” The place seemed to be a fusion place of tattoo and piercing, efficient. He stepped closer to the counter. “I’m here to get barbells.”
The man tilted his head, and Tamsy tapped on his chest.
“Oh! Gotcha! Here, let’s head to the back for privacy.”
Tamsy didn’t really care, he just wanted this to be done with. Not that he hated the piercing process, he just wanted to go to sleep.
The whole thing took around thirty minutes, and the guy gave Tamsy some stuff to clean it with and told him not to mess with it for a few months for the healing process. He nodded, half listening and half thinking about the walk back to HQ.
When he left the parlor he decided to try his luck, tapping his collar. “Enjin? Can I bother a ride out of you, I’m beat.”
Tamsy had gotten his ride, and he showered and got himself cleaned up. His hand accidentally tapped the piercing and he closed his eyes and winced for a moment. An inconvenience just for an alibi, all for the plan though.
It was dark outside and most of the cleaners were heading in for the night, but Corvus was quite the night owl himself. Tamsy wandered over to the office door, swinging them open without a care. His hair was freshly blowdried and he smelt like fresh lavender, a soap he had brought from the Sphere with him.
Corvus lifted his head, meeting Tamsy’ gaze. “I’m back.”
Silence followed, “I can see that.”
Tamsy had to stop his face from twitching, he must’ve had a confrontation or something of the sort because he seemed… tense.
Tamsy could fix that.
Walking closer, Tamsy carded a finger through his hair, nonverbally showing its cleanliness. “Enjin recommended a parlor for the piercings.”
“Really?” Corvus said, sounded almost… a challenge. “And how was it, did it hurt at all?”
Shaking his heads, Tamsy shrugged. “A little more sensitive, but it felt around the same as my labret.”
Corvus hummed, his eyebrows quirking up a bit. His hands were in fists on his lips, they clenched around nothing but air. “How sensitive?”
Tamsy had to hold back a smile, Corvus was totally getting off on the idea of him whimpering in that chair, wasn’t he?
To hell with it, Tamsy had been through a lot today. He stepped closer. “Are you interested in seeing for yourself, boss?”
Quick as lightning, Corvus’ eyes met Tamsy’s. He watched, unblinking, as Tamsy’s fingers dug ever so gently into the hem of his shirt, carefully lifting it higher and higher, almost teasingly. Corvus didn’t say anything, he just watched. Tamsy watched as well, the way Coruvs’ fingers twitched.
“Touching is okay, you deserve it.”
With frightening speed, Corvus grabbed Tamsy’s waist, dragging him in front of him at the desk. Large hands felt and pawed at skin, hot breath ghosted across it. “Keep lifting your shirt.” His voice was smooth, commanding.
Tamsy did as he said, lifting and lifting the shirt til it revealed his freshly pierced nipples. Corvus swallowed hard, his breathing seemingly got heavier. “Boss you–”
He shook his head, “Arkhas. When.. When you and I are like this.. Use that name.”
Oh he’s played this scenario in his head a thousand times, what a PERV!
However, who was he to deny his boss what he wanted? “Arkhas..” He made his voice softer than usual, drawing out the words and relaxing his body, the man below him could feel it in his fingers, he looked like he was in heaven.
“Arkhas.” Tamsy’s fingers grasped his chin. “You can touch with more than just your hands..” He smiled, tilting his head and letting his hair shift with the movement. “I’m yours, aren’t I?”
Tamsy could feel Arkhas’ hands shaking, the man finally had what he had been dreaming about for what was probably a few months now. Tamsy would have to give the information broker a tip, this was almost too good. The leader of the cleaners, trembling at being told he was allowed to touch his little perverted fantasy.
“Lift the shirt over your head, I want it gone.” It was an order, and Tamsy was more than happy to oblige. Corvus, the poor guy, was trying his hardest to maintain composure.
With a soft sound, the fabric was gone and on the floor. Arkhas straightened up a bit, letting himself be eye level with Tamsy’s new piercing. With both hands free, Tamsy moved them to hold Arkhas’ face, letting one hand caress it while the other traced gently up and down his neck and shoulder.
Leaning his head back down, Corvus placed a wet kiss onto Tamsy’s abdomen, making him let out a gaspy breath. “Arkhas..’ He mumbled, touching, growing a little rougher.
Responding in a groan, Arkhas opened his mouth and began licking stripes up Tamsy’s skin, it had him letting out whimpers earlier than he planned. Maybe Tamsy should just let go during this, enjoy being manhandled by his boss.
Corvus’ hands roamed around Tamsy’s hips, fingers digging themselves into the skin massaging it like a cat would. Even with those movements, he continued kissing and licking Tamsy’s skin, it was like he needed to taste him. Knowing how his boss was one for planning ahead, he more than likely picked out what he would do once he got his hands on Tamsy.
Moans and whimpered continued to fall from his mouth, the occasional twitch of his hips every now and then. “Arkhas… some tongue y-you got there…” Tamsy tried his best to tease, but even he was losing it to Coruvs’ mouth.
Another kiss was pressed against his skin, it was wet and desperate. Corvus took some between his teeth and began nibbling on it, letting out a groan as he felt his pants become tighter against his growing bulge.
He knew better, knew better than to let himself indulge in someone who he had suspicions about, but he couldn’t deny those late nights he spent awake and stroking himself to the long haired figure that got more days off than Corvus himself did.
Corvus had his eyes closed the entire time, letting himself lose all senses in this moment of pure desire. Tamsy noticed, and decided to bend step a bit forward and position his knee at the bulge of his boss’ pants, he wanted to make this guy to absolutely sweat
Once he felt Tamsy’s knee, Arkha detached himself from Tamsy’s belly with a string of saliva still connecting them. He exhaled, looking relaxed, “Glad to know I’m not the only desperate on here.” He grabbed Tamsy’s knee and pushed it back. “On the desk.”
Things were certainly spicing up, and Tamsy wasn’t about to stop them, so he hopped up on the desk, letting his legs spread with what seemed like a practiced ease. Corvus stood up and took two steps forward, looking down at the pants Tamsy was wearing, his fingers hooked around the waistband. Within seconds it was discarded on the floor, along with the shirt.
Tamsy positioned his hands behind him, letting his body lean back, he was able to give Corvus a more sensual look like this. “Arkhas, are you going to let me be the only exposed one here?” Tamsy asked, voice casual, the only thing left he had covering himself was his boxers.
Corvus smiled, shaking his head, “No, I suppose I shouldn’t let that be the case.” He mused, shrugging his coat off and began removing his garments. The belt dropped heavily, how much did that thing weigh? It didn’t matter.
That fucking bulge,
Tamsy swore it was plusing, he assumed that Corvus was big with the way he carried himself, but he didn’t think it would be like this that he found out just how hung his boss of all people was.
Crouching down, Corvus let one hand steady himself while gripping the desk, and the other one opened a cabinet as he began rummaging around in it. However, Corvus’ eyes didn't leave Tamsy, not at all. He was about crotch level, and he moved his head closer to Tamsy’s bulge that was covered by his boxers.
Opening his mouth, the brunette began mouth fucking Tamsy’s cock with his boxers still on, the sensation was nothing like Tamsy had felt before.
“Fuck! Bo–Arkhas, Arkhas what is–” He struggled to form a proper sentence for a moment
, the sensation of it all was overwhelming, frankly, Tamsy wasn’t at all used to a yearning man getting to devour their prize.
Still rummaging around in the drawer, he licked the tip of Tamsy's covered cock and gave it a fat kiss, letting his hot breath ghost it over. Throwing his head back, Tamsy’s fingers dug into the wood of the desk, scraping it as Corvus finally found what he was looking for.
A heavy item was placed on the desk, and when Tamsy finally raised his head to look at what was placed down, his eyes widened at the bottle of lube Corvus just seemed to have at the ready.
“Boss why do you–”
Arkhas shushed Tamsy, standing up to his full height as he tapped the lip of the lube bottle. “I’m very prepared, if you couldn’t tell.”
He was seriously ruining the mood, cheesy fuck.
Tamsy stayed silent, hooking his fingers under his boxers and sliding them off, letting them pool around his ankles. He slipped one foot out and dandled the other one around an ankle. Making eye contact with Corvus, this disgusting amount of understanding passed between the two men.
Two desperate people, both with a goal. Distrust hung heavy in the air, shouting their names to each other with vigor in confusion. Yet, in this moment, that distrust evolved into a sensual feeling, a feeling of longing to get lost in each other, lost in the unknown of the other man.
Flicking his ankle, Tamsy’s boxers landed on Arkha’s shoulder. “For safekeeping.”
A win is a win, Corvus told himself as he took the boxers off his shoulders, kissing the fabric and then putting them on the chair behind him.
Gross.
Corvus looked happy though, extremely so. He gave Tamsy a look that had him spreading his legs more, not able to take his eyes off of his boss’ build. He snapped out of it when he felt the cold feeling of lube against his hole, he jumped and looked at Corvus with wide eyes.
“Are you alright?” The taller asked, immediately pulling his hand away.
Tamsy nodded. “Fine” He reached between his legs, grabbing Corvus’ wrist. “Keep going, I was just surprised by the coldness of it.”
Arkha’s face relaxed, he let the man under him drag his hand back up his entrance, and listened happily to that small whimper that escaped when the feeling of cold lube returned. Tamsy craned his neck up, looking Corvus in the eyes, silently telling him to continue, to not hold back.
With permission granted, heavy fingers thrusted themselves into Tamsy’s hole, a loud moan escaped the blond’s lips and had themselves repeating on loop in Corvus’ ears. A steady hand came to rest on Tamsy's waist, holding it in place on the desk, cementing it down, even.
Wet, lewd sounds of squelching and suction followed with each movement of Arkha’s fingers, Tamsy reacting to every single movement with an open mouth and heavy breathing. Letting out a rumbling hum, Corvus leaned forward a bit, his face near Tamsy’s shoulder. “Is this your first time? You’re quite sensitive.”
Before Tamsy could respond, Corvus curled his fingers, digging into a soft spot. “Is it here? Does that feel good?”
Now Tamsy couldn’t respond, his mind was a flurry of pleasure and his senses were overwhelmed. And to answer that question, no, Tamsy hadn’t slept with anyone before. Those on the sphere never caught his interest, and on the ground he had goals, there was no need to distract himself with unimportant people. However, that didn’t mean he’d let his boss know that, it's private information after all!
“I get that a lot.” Tamsy responds, looking at Corvus’ eyes with a smirk of his own dancing on his lips. “I wonder if you can outdo the big guy..”
Oh how messy it's getting! It wouldn’t hurt to stir the pot a bit, would it?
Arkha’s movements stopped, only for a fraction of a section though, then Tamsy felt another finger wriggle itself into his ass. They both know who the ‘big guy’ was in reference to, and that seems to ignite something in Corvus. Tamsy once again, was getting surprised by just how badly his boss wanted him, getting jealous over his worker? This was entertaining, Tamsy liked to be entertained.
Lowering his head further down, nose touching Tamsy’s neck, Corvus began pressing wet, long and messy kisses against it.
“I wonder..” Tamsy managed to sit himself up, thighs shaking from the sensation of still being fingered, and not to mention the man currently trying to eat his neck out. “Are you as impressive as he is..?”
Reaching his hand to Corvus’ boxers, he froze once he made contact with it. His fingertips were wet, and sticky. Squinting his eyes, Tamsy saw the outline of a wet spot.
This guy came in his fucking pants.
What part was it? The idea of Delmon fucking Tamsy, or did Corvus have a jealously kink? Or maybe it was just getting to finger him. Tamsy couldn’t tell when he came, he just knew he fucking did. Arkha kept pounding into him with his digits, fingers curling and digging into his walls.
Tamsy’s hand pressed down on the hard, confined dick in front of him.
BITE
Corvus bit down on Tamsy’s neck, causing the man to yelp and flinch. He gasped for a quick breath, then tilted his head to look down at Corvus, sucking and licking on the skin of his neck. “Arkha..” Tamsy’s hand pressed harder against the brunette’s dick. “Grind.”
Immediately, Arkha’s hips were jutting and desperately rubbing against the palm of Tamsy’s hand, groans heard yet muffled from his mouth. His hips twitched with every few movements, Tamsy twisted his hand a few times. “Cum in your pants again, do it.”
Corvus was used to being the one in control, being told what to do was a nice change, one he didn’t mind. He would still be pounding the shit out of Tamsy’s ass though, have no doubt about that.
Rutting his hips against the blond’s hand harder, Corvus’ voice grunts began getting deeper, heavier. He released his mouth from Tamsy’s neck, toothing the bite with kisses and licks. He opened his previously closed eyes, and they landed on Tamsy’s newly pierced chest. Never a man of impulse, the boss of the cleaners found himself indulging in such ideas for once.
He lowered his head, lips enveloping Tamsy’s pierced nipple in his mouth.
Tamsy was losing his god damn mind. They were still so sensitive, he threw his head back and almost pulled away from Arkha’s cock. He had to keep his composure, not that this intense feeling was unwelcome though, Tamsy was finding out something about himself today.
Letting his tongue explore the skin, Corvus flicked the piercing with his tongue.
“Boss, you have less patience than I–uhhh—” Tamsy’s hand was feeling that familiar wetness, Corvus came in his boxers. Again.
Yet, he still was rutting against Tamsy’s hand like he hadn’t just blown a load.
Corvus pressed a kiss to Tamsy’s nipple, flicking the metal once more before separating his lips from it. A wet string connected him and the pink peak, Tamsy took his hand and swatted the saliva away. Letting out a content breath, Corvus stood back up to his full height. “Enough of that.” His fingers made a shluck! noise as he pulled out of Tamsy.
He could tell, with how tight he was that Tamsy was a virigin, Corvus was not an oblivious man, the way he whimpered and moaned, like he had just gotten touched for the first time in years. If anything, it made Corvus excited that he got to be the one to touch such an angel. However, if Tamsy wanted to play the role of a experienced man, one who fucks his co-worker and outs the information so shamelessly, then so be it. Corvus would give him dick like he’s taken it one hundred times.
Dropping his boxers down, Corvus held them in his hand, he balled them and looked at Tamsy. “You’re quite noisy, Tamsy.” Leaning over him, “Open, we should take precautions, don’t you think?” Corvus grabbed Tamsy’s chin, his face was so soft, he put his thumb on a plump bottom lip.
Tamsy opened his mouth, watching as his boss carefully shoved his own cum covered boxers into his fling’s mouth. Tamsy couldn’t fit the entire garment into his mouth, would it be wrong to say this sight made Corvus’ dick twitch a bit?
When attempting to be audible, all that was heard was the vibration of words coming from Tamsy’s mouth. “Perfect!” Corvus added, which was unnecessary.
Moving Tamsy’s hips to the end of the desk, Corvus lined himself up with the blond’s hole. His cock was hard against his abdomen, and Tamsy’s was pretty and twitching, soft pearls trickling down from the slit as he was nearing his own finish line.
Corvus grabbed Tamsy’s shoulder, squeezing it to get his attention. “Tamsy, bang on the table if you want me to stop, understand?”
Tamsy nodded, a hum coming from his full mouth. His tongue was sitting right below the part of the boxers that Corvus has came on, his tastebuds constantly being spread of the seed.
Setting his hand on Tamsy’s wasit, Corvus took a deep breath as he nudged his tip to the bottom’s ass, then he sheathed it inside. He told himself to fuck him like he deserved it, he wanted to pretend to be a whore after all, whores know how to take cock.
Inch after inch filled Tamsy, his eyes were wide and he didn’t know what to do with his hands. He knew not to bang on the table, that would end it all. His legs, he could move his legs around. He wrapped his legs around his boss’ waist, dragging him closer, he did it quickly. The speed of it caught Corvus quite off guard, making him slam his dick into his hole, kissing and rubbing meanly against his prostate.
Tamsy barely knew what to do with himself, his eyes flickering around the room as his moans were choked away back into his throat by Corvus’ nasty underwear. Seeing him unsure, Arkha slowed his movements just the slightest, he leaned over Tamsy and grabbed one of his hands, his larger fingers rubbing over the knuckle of the blond’s fingers. “Hm? Never taken something like this, have you?”
Corvus slammed his hips against Tamsy’s again making the man arch his back and hit Corvus’ back with his heel. This was satisfying, Corvus thought to himself as he bullied his cock back into Tamsy’s tightness. He took a sick pleasure in this, knowing he wasn talking and Tamsy couldn’t respond, he felt even better knowing that Tamsy was enjoying it.
Tamsy was just as much of a freak as the man dicking him down.
Loosening his grip on the man’s waist, he let his hands slink up to his waist, just below his ribcage. He gripped it, manhandling the blonde and having him sit upright. He followed better than Corvus thought he would’ve, he didn’t become boneless from dick.
A large hand left his waist, slapping his plump ass instead, the spank made him yelp, audible even with an object protruding from his mouth. Kneading the supple flesh, Arkha continued pistoning his hips into Tamsy, the desk thumped and scraped against the ground with each thrust. It seemed with each passing minute, the thrusts got meaner and meaner.
One of Tamsy’s hand snaked between his legs, fingers wrapping around his cock and stroking it.
Arkha yanked his boxer’s from Tamsy’s mouth, unfurling them and wrapping the garment around his length.
Tamsy’s tongue slapped against the roof of his mouth, almost missing the taste of sticky cum spread across it. Corvus stroked the cock in his hand up and down with his boxers. “You’re close, I can tell.” He told him, looking him in the eyes.
His movements speed up, all the while he was still fucking Tamsy. Raw and fast, that's what the boss was. Not only was he a force to be reckoned with, but he had the skills to back it up. Tamsy was physically shaking, his mind a mess of pleasure and he was disgustingly turned on.
He wanted to speak, call his boss a sick freak, but all that came out were breathy whines that sounded suspiciously like “Arkha” They sounded like the name of a spell, made to make any man go mad from the soft, angelic voice chanting it.
Whimpering, panting, whining and moaning. All those words could be used to describe the noises coming from Tamsy Caines while he was being dicked down by his boss, and he wouldn’t have it any other way.
The fat tip of his cock kept kissing his prostate with vigor each time Corvus slammed back in. Tamsy was having a hard time keeping himself upright, Arkha noticed of course, he was a very aware man.
Arkha began lifting Tamsy off of the desk, the cum covered boxers dropping to the floor. Fingers firm and curling into his thighs. The blond could barely register what was happening until he felt the cold panes of window class caress his back. “Corvus, what do you think you’re do—”
SLAM
“It's Arkha” His boss corrected. His dick kissing the end of his walls. Tamsy’s head threw itself back, hitting the window. Corvus flinched, just the slightest. “Easy, just focus on how good I feel.”
Drool leaked from Tamsy’s mouth as his boss continued the onslaught, his arms shakily rose up and wrapped themselves around Corvus’ neck. He pulled, bringing them closer together, and began pistoning his own hips up and down, as much as he could with his remaining sanity and strength, on Corvus’ dick.
Big, thick, heavy and mean. That's everything his dick was. Yet, Tamsy couldn’t help himself but get more of it, fucking himself on it while he was being bullied by it.
Arkha wrapped his arms around Tamsy’s waist, hugging his back to make sure he had a steady grip on the man. “Its..” He inhaled, almost chugging the air. “Is that good? Can’t get enough, yeah?”
Not getting a respond, Corvus stopped thrusting, leaving Tamsy to do the work himself. “I asked a question. Is it that good.”
“Fuck!” Tamsy screamed, screamed. He screamed it, his whole body shook as pearly white cum trickled from the tip of his cock.
“Quiet.” Corvus hushed, slamming his lips against Tamsy’s with haste. He bit the blond’s bottom lip. “You be fucking quiet, do you have to let the whole HQ know you’re having a brain melt?”
Corvus pulled Tamsy against him, tight. They were in an embrace that could only be described as desperate. Fingers, in locs, fingers carding through blond hair was gentleness that was bordering on obvious obsession. Skin to skin, distrust was kicked out the room, desperation a welcome friend that neither man knew they invited in.
With a grunt mixed with an exhale, Corvus stilled his hips, letting the heaviness in his groin release. Tamsy’s hole filled with white seed, he had never felt anything like this, he was left repeating the same moans of lust over and over again.
Corvus carried Tamsy over to the chair that was shoved to the side of the room. He sat down, holding Tamsy steady as he let his body relax. Raking his eyes over the man, Corvus felt his lips part before he could tell them to. They wrapped around a pierced nipple, and began sucking, tongue flicking a metal piercing with little care.
Hips bucked against his, desperation and silent please spilling from each thrust. He disconnected with a wet pop, looking up at Tamsy’s face.
It was a mess of tears, drool and sweat. His hair was an absolute birdsnest and he had barely opened eyes. “Tamsy, I’d like to make sure these are healing properly.” Corvus said calmly, his fingers coming to twist a nipple, Tamsy threw his head back.
Corvus grabbed his hair, yanking it and forcing Tamsy to look at him again. “Visit me weekly, here, at this time. Understood?”
It seems like Tamsy Caines was about to improve his attendance tenfold.