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It was nighttime. Strade and Ren were sitting on the couch in the living room, in front of the TV. Strade had one arm wrapped around a bruised Ren while the other hand held a half-drunk beer.
“HA! Look at that! he face is leaking like a waterfall, meine freunde.”
Ren hadn’t been paying much attention, dissociating.
He looks at the TV and finally understands what his owner is laughing about.
Boxing. People were beating each other's faces in until they were completely unrecognizable.
He looked away, exhausted. He couldnt help but lean on him for comfort. He always did that despite what he would do to him, and he couldn’t even care how wrong it was anymore.
Starde glanced down at Ren. He chuckled softly, pulled him closer, took a sip of his beer, and continued watching the TV.
Though his eyes were glued to the screen, his hand shifted up to Ren’s head. His fingers brushed through his hair with a surprising gentleness.
He wouldn't ever admit it, but he enjoyed having him close; feeling the warmth of his body against him left him tingling slightly.
Ren felt Strade’s touch and melted into his hand, causing Strade to chuckle again. he was enjoying every bit of it.
wanting to be comfortable, Strade pulled Ren into his lap, his head resting on his chest, hearing the thump of his heart beat.
“Tired, Huh?”
Ren could only muster up a simple “Mhm.”
Starde put his beer down and wrapped both arms around him in a tight embrace. Despite his violent nature, He had moments like this where he seemed like a better person.
But that came with a catch, as always.
He moved his hands down to Ren's waist, massaging circles into them, causing Ren to arch his back slightly.
Strade took that as an invitation and started planting soft kisses on his neck down to his collarbones, drawing out tiny noises out of Ren.
“You sound so cute when you make those noises, my pet.”
Ren kept making the noises, hiding his face in Strade’s chest.
“Ah ah ah. We can't have that.”
Strade buries his head into Ren’s neck again, sucking and nipping.
Ren whimpered
Strade felt the vibrations from it go straight to his groin.
He let out a low growl. He now acted more possessively.
Ren rocked his hips tiredly.
Strade grabbed them and guided him as he bucked up.
Ren arched fully and gasped, and Strade took advantage of it by bucking up again and again.
As they moved in sync, their hardness grew in sync as well.
Strade’s hands moved to Ren’s ass and claimed his lips in a bruising kiss, his tongue plunging into his mouth, making him instantly submit.
He continues kneading his ass and thrusting upward.
“Such a good boy~.”
Ren didn't respond; fully compliant and exhausted, he watched as Strade lifted him up and carried him to the bedroom, kicking the door shut behind him.
He gently placed Ren down and watched with hungry eyes as he began to lazily strip his clothes, taking each article of clothing one by one until he lay on the bed completely bare and desperate for touch.
Strade smiled, taking in every ounce of Ren.
Ren couldn’t handle it anymore and moved his hand down to touch himself, but was quickly stopped, Strade grabbing his wrist.
He tsked disapprovingly.
“Don’t make me tie you up, my pet.”
Ren whined in a protest but nodded and obeyed just as he always found himself doing.
Sensing he got through to him, Strade let his wrist go and started to strip himself down, making sure Ren watched every second of it.
Once finally naked, he climbed on Ren and claimed him with a rough kiss, his control slipping more and more.
He moved from his lips to his neck, sucking and nipping, and his hand roamed Ren’s bare body vigorously. He could feel Ren’s cock twitching and leaking for him against his stomach, but he ignored it for now. wanting to continue his attack and marking him.
When he finally decided it was time, he placed his hand around the shaft of ren and slowly pumped, making ren arch with a long, drawn-out moan.
Strade continued his movements slowly but surely, quickening his pace. He leaned down and spat on his cock, creating more lubricant for him and gripping his hip to hold him steady.
Ren was a complete mess, moaning and whining, thanking him over and over again for the treatment.
“Are you gonna cum for me, my pet?~”
“Ah! Yes!”
“Then cum for me. Now!”
The command took over Ren, and his body obeyed. He cried out, convulsing and thrusting in pure pleasure.
Strade watched with satisfaction and arousal, seeing his pet completely spent and on the verge of passing out, cock softening against his cum covered stomach.
Ren felt he looked pitiful by his own display.
Strade thought he looked perfect.
And he was ready for more...