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Dick pulled on his lip as he gazed at Fleck, his hand continuing its firm and steady ministrations to bring back to his heavy arousal.

"I like how it is very well proportioned to you and," he pinched the head, "responsive."

It didn't take him long to harden under Dick's firm rubbing. His hips began rolling upwards to meet the stroking.

He hissed, hips jerking when his head was pinched.

Shit!

His hands flew up to grasp at Dick.

Dick glanced down at Fleck'a hand grasping him with partial interest. A grin took hold of his face and his eyes twinkled as they searched for Fleck's.

"Oh! I remember! I was going to restrain you, wasn't I?"

"Yeah."

His voice was thick. "Yeah, I remember that, too."

He did like Dick's confidence and devious mind when he was tied up. It was almost as sexy as seeing the confidence pouring out of him.

Dick sat back on his heels, fingers trailing down the inside of Fleck's muscular thighs.

"Get the restraints - the shorter ones. Oh, and lose the underwear."

He sat back and waited. He always upheld that he will give what Fleck want if he worked for it one way or another.

"I thought all I had to do to get tied up was blow you?" he asked lightly as he shifted off the bed.

He knelt down and pulled out the toy box, leaving it open on the floor when he picked out the short restraints.

Fleck set the restraints down on the bed next to Dick, then shimmied his underwear off, kicking it aside.

"How do you want me?"

"When did I say you only had to blow me?"

Dick watched, rather lazily, as Fleck moved.

His eyes dipped once Fleck shimmed his underwear off, revealing what he liked just before his big heart. He tugged on his lip.

"Stay standing."

Almost as if he just realised he couldn't idly lay around for things to happen, he pushed himself up off the bed, taking the restraints with him.

"And put your arms behind your back."

"Yes sir."

Fleck straightened up, feet shoulder-width apart and hands behind his back. He looked every bit the proud military type that his family boasted, even naked and so obviously turned on as he was.

His eyes stayed on Dick as he ambled off the bed, dragging the restraints along with him.

What was he thinking?

Dick paused to appreciate once again. The stance was powerful. The heavy arousal between his legs didn't hinder that but made him seem more proud. Confident.

And he was offering his hands to him, behind his back, because he asked him to.

Dick knew that Fleck always tended to be willing to be submissive to him, with some biting here and there - both metaphorically and not so much - but he liked the fantasy that it played.

He restrained his wrists and took his time to admire once again. This time on how the muscles of his back bunched together.

With light steps, he circled back to stand in front of Fleck and took his cock into his hand. He dragged his thumb in circles over the head.

"I want to show you how much I love this," he squeezed, "first. Then I am going to have you face down on the bed with your ass in the air. Understand?"

Colour had risen high on his cheeks. The flustered expression he had earlier was gone.

This was the confidence that he loved.

Despite the embarrassed flush on his pale cheeks, Dick wasn't hesitant or quite as he spoke and teased him.

So different than he had been just a year ago.

"Yes, sir."

He understood and he was definitely looking forward to it.

Dick let go of Fleck to tie his hair back. He pulled a couple of loose strands free as it wasn't currently short enough for them to do it themselves. He liked her liked how it framed his face so who cared if it was pretentious?

He then took a pillow and placed it on the floor. Tested it and got another. Not so much because a single pillow would be more comfortable, but because he was using more time where things could finally heat up a little more.

Satisfied he kissed Fleck's chin, then his chest, then his stomach as he made his way to kneel down. All the while he looked up at Fleck.

He leaned forward, hands gripping Fleck's thighs and his thumbs dug into muscle, to lap at the tip of Fleck's cock with his tongue. So lightly it would barely lift and fall with the motion.

He eyed Dick hungrily when the Vampire dropped to his knees in front of him.

It had to be illegal to look that enticing.

The flick of the tongue was barely enough to make his cock move, but the visible twitch his cock gave as his pupils dilated was certainly enough to cause movement.

He licked his lower lip again. It was quickly becoming a habit.

Dick pulled back with each twitch Fleck's cock twitch. He wetted his lips. No longer he was looking up but straight ahead. Then not at all.

He closed his eyes and mouthed around the head, sucking lightly but loudly. The hollows of his cheeks become pronounced. The taste of salt was on the tip of his tongue.

Wanting more, he opened his mouth wide and bopped his head a little, careful and mindful of his teeth.

Fleck swallowed, eyes firmly on the top of Dick's head.

He wanted to weave his fingers through his hair, hold him in place as he sucked, guide his head.

He couldn't do any of those with the restraints around his wrists, though.

But he could...

His hips rocked a little, thrusting his cock just a little deeper into Dick's mouth.

The back of Dick's throat rumbled as he made a noise of surprise. Not so much on Fleck rocking his hips forward, but on the when it would happen.

It would take an incredibly strong person not to rock their hips forward.

Feeling particularly generous, he let Fleck have this. Besides, he liked it.

His thumbs pressed harder into muscle and dragged down the inside of his thighs.

His thighs twitched as cool fingers dragged down the inside of them and teased.

It didn't take long for his eyes to flutter shut, and for him to give into the feeling of Dick's cool mouth around him.

God, it always felt fucking fantastic. Even better right now, with the heat wave that had been cooking them all to death slowly.

Dick ensured that they kept at a pace that was comfortable for him, mouth and throat fairly relaxed with the flat of his tongue pressed against the sensitive skin.

An idea sparked. He pulled back, licking away the string of spit to grin up at Fleck.

"Keep still."

He changed his grip, holding Fleck's hips as still as he could as he leaned forward. His mouth wrapped back around Fleck's cock and he slowly guided him deeper and deeper into his mouth, jaw stretched wide, until he could feel him hit the back of his throat.

He nodded his head at the order, bun bobbing as he did.

Then he inhaled sharply as Dick began taking him deeper into his mouth.

His eyes flashed open, dropping to watch Dick take him in.

Fleck uttered a quiet curse.

The little curse spurred him on in an attempt to take him deeper, suck harder and hold him there in his mouth for as long as he could handle. It caused the corners of his eyes to prick and his jaw to ache. It also left him feeling entirely satisfied with himself as he pulled back suddenly to breathe deeply. His lips were left bruised and glossy.

He was almost trembling with the force of keeping himself still.

When Dick pulled back to breathe, his shoulders slumped and he mumbled a curse again.

Holy shit, that was something!

Dick licked a strip up Fleck's swollen cock, eyes on his trembling body. Another feeling of satisfaction took him.

"Remeber how I wanted you next?"

His boyfriend was the worst kind of evil.

The sexy kind.

Fleck bobbed his head, not too sure how well his voice would hold out right now, and shifted towards the bed.

He definitely wasn't too graceful as he moved onto the bed, especially not with his hands bound behind his back.

But it wasn't long before he was on the bed, chest pressed into it, head tilted to the side, back arched and his ass in the air.

Dick watched; watched as he awkwardly moved to the bed and put himself into the position he was told to be in without the use of his arms. The result was perfect.

His arms were crossed on the top of the bed, resting his chin on them. Fleck couldn't see, but he raised an eyebrow.

"I asked you if you remembered, not to get into it. Stand up."

The same way Fleck couldn't see Dick's expression, Dick couldn't see his. His eyes rolled heavenward.

On top of being evil, his boyfriend was also a little shit.

With a little sigh and grunt, he pulled himself up to stand beside the bed again.

Dick grinned up at his boyfriend in a way that he knew he was being a little shit.

"Let's start again, do you remember what position I wanted you in next?"