Forbidden Seduction [ Forbidden Obsession]

The servant let the towels next to the door. He was supposed to act like a savior or something like that, to stop Xavier from ravaging Ayn. Yet it seemed that the master-slave couple was reaching an understanding he could not comprehend.

“What do you mean, that was all?” Cory whispered, not believing his ears. Although he had seen some of it with his own eyes, that didn’t mean he was ready to accept it.

“I am telling you, man, he just sucked me off, swallowed everything like a good boy, and then jerked off and came all over my feet,” Ayn stretched and yawned. “He’s a fucking great cocksucker, this master of yours.”

“He’s your master, too,” Cory kicked him playfully in the ribs.

“Not when it comes to bedroom affairs, he’s not,” Ayn said triumphantly, raising enough from the bed to tickle Cory in response. “I am telling you, he’s a bit fucked up or something.”

“I don’t get it,” Cory shook his head. “He’s always so domineering and…”

He was lost for words.

“Maybe he could not resist my sword fighting technique,” Ayn grabbed his cock through his pants and gave it a squeeze.

Cory snorted. “It’s so uncanny, but since it’s true, I cannot argue with you. I hope you didn’t give yourself away by saying something.”

“Of course not. I’m playing the dumb as a brick routine like a pro,” Ayn smirked, seemingly very pleased with himself. “And he’s falling for it, which is nice.”

“He is falling for you, which is … strange,” Cory commented.

“Nah, he’s just a fucking perv,” Ayn replied, but the servant could tell there was something the young slave was not so keen on saying. Something he probably preferred to keep to himself for now. “All you guys ever did was to make nice to him, and he got bored. Now he wants to play for the other team a little.”

Cory laughed. “If you manage to top him, I am giving you the cock of the year award.”

“Well, thank you in advance.”

“Hey, you haven’t done it yet!” the servant said, somewhat alarmed.

“Maybe it’s all a matter of time,” Ayn grinned, obviously very satisfied with himself.

There was a short moment of silence, and Cory touched Ayn’s elbow gently. “So, how was it?”

Ayn squirmed a little. “A blowjob’s a blowjob. In other words, fucking awesome.”

“Besides that.”

“What do you mean?”

“Come on, Ayn, you know what,” Cory insisted. “Do you like him, at least a little?”

“I fucking love his mouth, that’s what I like,” Ayn rose briskly and started walking back and forth. The leash was gone, so he could move with ease, and he had been even given some clothes. Very tight and revealing, but still clothes. “As long as he keeps it up like this, he’s a winner in my book. If he makes a move for my ass, though, I’ll chop his dick.”

“You like him,” Cory teased.

“Shut the fuck up. I hate his guts. I barely wait to get out of this place.”

“Well, I guess you’ll need to put up with his blowjobs a bit more until he’s ready to leave you to roam the city.”

“Fine by me,” Ayn shrugged, but Cory could swear the slave’s resolve was wavering.

“No matter how hot he is, don’t fall for him, Ayn. He’s my master and I respect him, but staying because of him would not be a great idea. I heard he doesn’t care much for his toys.”

“Don’t worry, Cory, I have no intention to become one,” Ayn said sourly.

“You will be spending the night at Lucas’s place,” his master let him know, as if he was dropping a casual note that he was to pick up the laundry.

Cory almost dropped the tray he was carrying in his hands.

“Whatever he asks, make sure he gets,” Xavier added, and turned on his feet, letting his young servant trying to quench the fast beating of his heart.

Those were some famous last words, Cory thought. What did Lucas want? If he was to believe the man’s blatant seduction, Lucas wanted Cory whole, and the servant had no idea what that meant. He was going to enjoy an amazing night, in the arms of the one he was dreaming of all the time, but what was going to happen after that?

He was glad Xavier was no longer demanding his services in bed. Each night, the master of the house was asking for his slave, and Ayn’s bedroom remained empty until the break of dawn, when an exhausted Ayn was leaving the master bedroom to rest in his own bed until late afternoon.

According to the brunet, things weren’t evolving too much between master and slave. Apparently, Xavier had developed quite a taste in taking care of Ayn’s needs with his mouth, and there had been no more attacks on his virginity.This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“Man, I’ve never thought I was going to say that, but I’m getting sick of getting oral. Can you fucking believe it?” Ayn interrupted his thoughts, while walking through the door to the living room.

“How come you are up so early?”

“I’m hungry,” Ayn yawned and let himself fall on the sofa. “Make me a sandwich. Or two. Or more.”

“What on earth is happening between you two the whole night, if he only sucks you off?” Cory asked while setting the tray on the small coffee table.

“Well, first he is driving me mad by kissing me. Cory, this guy has spent like seven lives or so without kissing or something. He is so much into kissing that he’s making me nuts.”

“You like it,” Cory grinned. “He is a great kisser, though,” he mused.

A small frown clouded Ayn’s face for a second. “He no longer fucks you, right?” he asked, a bit worried.

Cory’s eyes grew wide and then he burst into laughter. “You’re jealous, I cannot believe it.”

“I’m not jealous, what the hell…” Ayn murmured, but he was obviously upset. “Anyway, we kiss and dry hump for like forever, and then he goes down on me, and starts to blow me. I think I’ll be able to write a book on oral sex, that’s how many techniques he has. He varies things lately, by licking my balls and my ass, too. I guess he still doesn’t realize he’s knocking at the wrong door, but whatever. So I have his tongue in my ass, on my balls and on my dick until I cannot anymore and I blow my load in his mouth. He’s eating everything like it’s his last meal … Just seeing him doing that almost makes me hard again. Only that I fucking can’t, because he’s emptied my balls. After that, he starts talking.”

“Talking?” Cory seemed surprised. “About what?”