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When you hear my name, I want you to want me

Charlie Adrian King, Charlie Adrian Dechart

Something so close, yet seemingly unattainable

Yet you know deep down, I'm yours

I want you to want me like I'm royalty

Bow before my feet and tell me you love me

I love you, that much is true

And you know I'm obsessed with you

So I want you to feel this way too

Do I make your heart beat?

Is every touch nothing short of a treat?

Do you want to be beneath me?

The sheer purpose to please me?

Soft, rough, tell me what you want

Slow, fast, cold, and hot

I can be it all

I can flip the switch

Just tell me, Ethan,

Am I worthy of your obsession?

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Ethan is scheduled to be here in a little less than five or so minutes. I smirk to myself, crossing a leg over another.

Since Ethan's been working, I've been playing a little game. The concept is basically to make Ethan want to fuck me as soon as he walks through the door. I've yet to lose and I know that there's no way I won't succeed today.

Today, I'm dressed in full cowboy attire with a whip attached to my hip and one of Ethan's toothpicks hanging out of my mouth while I read my book. I'm excited to say the least. I can't wait to see his reaction.

I hear his keys and the door opens. "You will not believe the day I just—" he stops short when his eyes land on me and I can see his knees practically buckle. "Charlie."

My eyes glance over the book to look him over disinterestedly. I've learned that the less attention I pay to him when I'm like this, the more he wants me to look at him.

The book in my hand receives my attention again. "What will I not believe, honey?" I ask, knowing that my accent gets him every time I'm dressed in anything themed this way.

"Some guy had a cat stuck in his engine." Ethan says mindlessly and walks over to me. "You look so sexy, Charlie. Hoping to get dicked down tonight?"

"No." I continue reading. "Strip down and get on your knees beside my feet."

"Oh." Ethan stands there for a minute before taking his clothes off. Once he's naked, he kneels and sneaks a kiss to my knee before taking the spot by my feet. His expression looks conflicted, but I can tell he's already turned on.

I continue to ignore him, hiding my excitement.

Ethan starts getting fidgety. "Charlie?"

I look down. I don't want him to think he's not good enough or something. "Yes, Ethan?"

He runs his hand up my leg. "Please let me please you." He turns to face me and kisses my shin. "Please, baby,"

"As you wish." I say, setting my book down and pressing my boot against his already throbbing erection.

"Oohh," He moans and his eyes flutter.

I start to move my foot slowly. "What a pretty little whore, so eager to please." I run my fingers through his hair.

He leans into my touch. "Yes, Charlie, I-I'm your whore."

"Such a well behaved one." I push him down to the ground slowly with my boot and stand up over him, pressing my boot against his throat to the point where he'll feel it without there being damage. "What do you want to do for me?"

Ethan's eyes roll back with pleasure. "I want to make you come."

"I want to come inside you and plug you up. I know how much you love being full of me." I add more pressure, knowing how he likes it.

"Yes, please, baby." He begs, his hard on leaking.

"On your hands and knees," I order after removing my boot from his throat.

Ethan scrambles into position, smirking. "You gonna fuck me like a dog, pretty boy?"

"You are a bitch." I spank him roughly before pulling out the whip and running it over his ass.

Ethan shivers, his body reacting so honestly to my touch.

"Are you scared?" I continue to run it over him. "Could you handle being whipped?"

He scoffs. His body is tense, but he can never refuse a challenge. "I'm not scared, of course I can."

I let the whip crack against him once.

Ethan sucks in his teeth. "Damn."

I whip him a few more times before massaging his ass and rubbing his back. "Such a good boy. What do ya want as a reward?"

Ethan practically purrs, blushing in embarrassment. "I want your cock."

My hands fly to my zipper and I work on removing my cock before rubbing myself between his cheeks, moaning quietly at the feeling.

"Oh, yes, Charlie. Baby, own me. Fuck me so hard I beg for mercy." Ethan says.

I tease his entrance before pushing in. "Don't touch yourself. I want you to come from my cock."

Ethan whines.

"Are you arguing? Would you like me to stop?" I start to pull out.

Ethan shakes his head. "No, no, please don't stop. I won't touch myself."

"Perfect." I ram his prostate from the get-go, causing his whole body to jerk and his arms to give out.

He moans out loudly. "Oh, fuck, Charlie, again."

I comply, harder this time, before fucking into him at a strong, rough, and fast pace, his moans fueling me.

"Yes, yes, shit, Daddy, more!"

"Louder." I smirk proudly, slapping his ass. He called me Daddy. He can't take that back. "Moan louder for Daddy."

Ethan practically screams my name, his body rocking with mine. "More, harder, more!"

I pound ruthlessly into him, his face hitting the floor as his arms fail him and his knees quiver. He feels so fucking tight. "Fuck—Ethan—"

Ethan's moans turn almost incoherent. "I-I love when you fuck me. Feels so good."

"You take it so fucking good." I grips his waist tightly and pull him into me as I press forward, the friction driving me insane.

"Yes, yes, yes." Ethan chants, his eyes rolling back. He clenches around me and moans guterally.

"You getting close, baby?" My voice comes out huskily.

"Yes." He moans. "I need your cum, Charlie, please mark me. Mark me as your bitch."

"Oh, fuck, Ethan—" I moan out loudly, coming deep and hard in him, fucking him mercilessly through it all.

Ethan screams and his orgasm explodes out of him, covering his chest and the floor with his seed. "You feel so good inside."

"I feel it too," I moan out, staying inside for as long as possible.

Ethan collapses under me, his breathing erratic. "Charlie," he moans happily.

I roll us over so we're on our sides and kiss the back of his neck. "That a good welcome home?"

"Mhm." He mumbles and slithers down towards my ass. "More." He nudges the hole with his nose.

"Just go slow for now. I-I need to... catch my... b-breath." I close my eyes.

Ethan hugs my legs to his chest and simply rests with his face against my ass.

"If you look to your right, you'll see an Ethan Liam Dechart in his natural habitat." I giggle once I can breathe.

Ethan giggles too. "All I feel is Charlie."

"All I feel is Ethan." I close my eyes.

"Hmm." He hums happily and crawls up to cuddle me properly. "I love when you take charge like this. I'd let you whip me all day if it meant I got a taste of you." He kisses my neck. "You're so hot with that thing. I don't like pain, but fuck, I want more."

"I can't have you doing all the work." I kiss him. "You work so hard, babe."

"But I'm your slave tonight." He purrs seductively.

"I'm glad that you're bi. To think what we'd be missing out on if you were as straight as you thought." I run my fingers up and down his sides.

"I'm glad too. There's no one I'd rather spend my life with."

"How gay." I chuckle. "Let's go to the bedroom."

"Yes, Master." Ethan giggles and tries to stand, groaning. "Oh, fuck."

I pick him up and take him to his bedroom and set him on the bed, crawling over him and bringing my lips to his roughly.

"Mmm." Ethan moans and kisses me back with just as much fever.

"You can't even move. You sure you can take more?" I smirk darkly.

"Of course I can." He smirks right back.

"Prove it."

Ethan sits up and devours my mouth, grinding against me. He pulls me close and slips his hands into my pants and gropes my ass, his whole body moving against mine.

I moan, gripping him tightly as I grind back, breaking away slowly. "I have the common sex toys, along with the whip, whipped cream, and chocolate sauce. What suits your fancy?"

"I-I want you to tie me up. I want to be at your mercy, then I want you to have your way with me. Anything you want, Charlie, anything please." Ethan begs.

"What a well behaved slut." I pin him down and tie him to the bed before running my fingers over him slowly.

He shivers. "I trust you."

"Your trust is well placed." I sit on his face and cover his torso in chocolate syrup to calm him down before I bring the whip out again.

I feel Ethan's tongue run over my ass and hole, tasting every inch of skin he can reach.

I start to lick, bite, and suck on his torso, rubbing my ass against him roughly.

Ethan moans and his arms strain. He clearly wants to touch me and he's not used to not being able to. It's hot to watch his struggle with being out of control.

His tongue moves expertly as he maps out my insides, pushing his face up against me to get as much of himself against me as possible.

After I clean him up, I continue to ride his face before moving off of him and looking into his eyes as I slip a lubricated vibrator into his asshole and turn it on the lowest setting, using my fingers to push it in against his prostate and massage his walls with the digits.

"O-Oh," he moans. "That feels so good, fuck, why haven't I done this before?"

"Done what? Give yourself to me?" I lick up his length.

"Play with a vibrator. I've given myself to you before." He watches me lustfully.

"I bought it just for you." I kiss the head and spank his ass, hard, before I run the whip against his dick.

"Baby, please don't hit my dick." Ethan begs fearfully.

"I love your dick. I couldn't." I nuzzle it with my face.

"Yes, good, I love yours too, so much." He moans.

I whip him, watching his reaction. His face scrunches up in pain, but he breathes through it, his hands clenching and unclenching. He thrusts his hips, his throbbing cock begging for attention.

The whip cracks against him a few more times, but I know his threshold of pain, so I don't do anything too bad. He's no masochist. It's just the aspect of being fucked by a cowboy in power that excites him. When I'm done, I align him with my entrance and sink down, moaning when he's balls deep.

Ethan moans loudly and his arms strain again. "You feel so good, Charlie."

"So do you." I moan and turn the vibrator on to its highest setting. my fingers slip into him again. "God, I wish there were two of me." I bounce on his cock.

"Oh shit!" Ethan moans loudly and arches his back "oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, Charlie. I'd take as many of your cocks as humanly possible, you'd stretch me out so far I'd never be the same."

"I'll always love having you inside of me too." I massage his walls and press the vibrator more into his prostate.

"Your ass was made for my cock and mine was made for yours." Ethan moans, drooling.

"Fuck, yes."

"I love you." Ethan thrusts up into me.

I look into his eyes. "I love you too, Ethan."

"Charlie." He moans loudly.

"Tell me when you're close. I want you to come inside me." I bite my lip.

"Yes, baby, yes." Ethan fucks into me hard.

"Yessss." I throw my head back. "Your cock is so fucking good."

"Charlie!" He screams. "So good, Charlie, I feel so full."

"Louder. I want the neighbors to hear and get jealous." I order.

"CHARLIE!" He screams.

"ETHAN!" I choke out as he rams me harder than before, making me almost lose my balance. "I'm about to—I—" I come all over myself and him, my eyes rolling back.

Ethan shouts my name out before coming deep inside me, coating my insides with his seed before collapsing under me.

"Oh my g—Ethan—" I keep going until Ethan's done and then slowly free him before standing up with my hands on my head, trying to regulate my breathing.

Ethan grabs my inhaler and hands it to me in case I need it.

I silently thank him and take it, closing my eyes and breathing slowly and heavily before crawling into bed and going limp.

Ethan can't even muster the energy to hold me, simply brushing my arm with his fingers. "I love you."

"I love you too and I love hearing that." I manage to hold him instead, preferring to be close after sex.

He slowly wraps his arms around me. "Me too."

"I made food for no reason." I giggle.

Ethan laughs. "I'm sorry, baby."

"I baked bread. Homemade bread." I yawn. "Maybe we can have the bread and barbecue after a nap."

"That sounds so good." He moans. "Momo! Bring us the bread!" He giggles.

"Momo says she doesn't have opposable thumbs." I giggle and kiss him. "Goodnight, Superstar."

"Goodnight, cupcake." He kisses back.

I close my eyes and fall asleep in his arms, happy with now, but excited for the future, our future.

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