Discipline (10 page)

Maybe he was just easy.

Noah slapped his hand away and ducked. "Now who's the slut? Huh? You rich pricks are all the same."

He freed himself while Tobias was distracted and took two steps backward, making his way around the side of the desk again, his cock still pointing out of his jeans, taunting Tobias. "Come on, you horny bastard. You want me? You want to stuff that rod of yours in my mouth or up my ass? I don't care what you paid. I don't give it up that easy. You best believe you're going to have to work for it."

Tobias snorted. "Right," he said, walking around the desk and deliberately stalking Noah again, following him around the room relentlessly. "Wave another bill at you and ask nicely. You're a suck-slut. A come-hole. That's all." He let Noah put the easy chair between them and climbed up on the seat. "Like to be hit? Like to feel like you don't have a choice?"

Noah moved to the left and Tobias leapt after him, crashing them both to the floor. "Get your blood flowing?" Tobias asked, trying to climb on top of Noah. Damn boy wouldn't keep still, and Tobias was rather in danger of coming in his pants.

"That's all I am?" Noah spat as he struggled. He was trying to keep Tobias from getting hold of his wrists. "Then why the hell do you want me? Why is it so important to make me yours? Like to throw your weight around with your money, do you? Does it make you feel like a big shot? What's the matter, didn't get a big enough raise this year? Boss' cock bigger than yours?" Noah tried to roll to the side, but Tobias stopped him with his knee. "Get off me, you son of a bitch."

"Not a chance," Tobias said, his voice rough. He straddled Noah's hips and managed to pin one wrist.

"That's it, wiggle some more. Feels good, whore." He fumbled for Noah's dick and found it still rigid. "I can tell you hate this."

Noah hooked his free hand around behind Tobias' neck and tugged hard, lifting himself a bit and pulling Tobias down into another heavy kiss. Tobias felt a hint of teeth on his lip.

Tobias answered it with a growl and met the fierceness with his own. The kiss was free of tenderness and wasn't even so much about power as it was about passion; he tasted blood by the end of it and didn't care whose it was.

He let go of Noah's cock and reached up, grabbing the other wrist with a triumphant cry. He pushed his tongue into Noah's mouth and brought both of Noah's wrists together on the floor above his head. "Now we can move on to perversion."

Noah gave him a good fight, tugging on his wrists and trying to get a knee up, but he was unsuccessful at
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both. "What are you paying for? You want me to beg for it? Or beg to be let go?" Noah asked with a soft growl. "I can do either, but between you and me I can smell your cock from here, and it's hurting for me, isn't it? Straining against your fly, your need making youlightheaded . Come on, old man, admit it."

"Admit what, whore?" Tobias ground down on him, dragged himself along Noah's exposed cock.

"Admit I want to shove my dick into a hot hole and come? Sure. Doesn't everyone just want to get off?"

Noah grimaced at the friction. "Do you think your games are new to me, old man? Do you think you're going to hurt my feelings by calling me a whore? You're nothing more than a stiff prick with cash, buddy.

Why don't you shut up already and do it? If you can."

Tobias laughed. "You think I care about your feelings one way or the other?" He rubbed again. "Not trying to hurt you. Don't care. Just want it the way I want it, and if I'm a prick with cash, you're a hole taking money to be filled, so just shut the fuck up, all right?" He grinned down at Noah and squeezed his boy's wrists a little. "You think I'm too old to take what I want?"

"I don't think you'd dare," Noah taunted.

Tobias glanced around and spotted what he needed. "You're not very bright, are you?" he asked mildly, leaning over to grab at a light cord, tugging the plug out of the wall. The lamp came tumbling down, the shade thumping on the floor as Tobias wound the cord around Noah's wrists. "Now be a good boy and don't break my lamp while I fuck you, okay?"

Noah looked genuinely shocked for a moment. Without waiting for an answer, Tobias crawled up Noah's body and lashed his wrists to the leg of the desk, his weight on Noah's chest as he did it. "And no biting."

Noah grunted. "Fuck off," he managed to gasp out. He tugged on his wrists, and with a wince he clearly decided that was a bad idea.

"Nope, just going to fuck," Tobias promised. He shifted down and lay on top of his play-whore, making sure he couldn't move. With one hand he held Noah's jaw and licked his neck again. "Tasty."

Noah's hips jerked, trying to throw Tobias off. He kicked one foot, but Tobias was too heavy. "Get off me," he growled. "Fucking pervert."

"Deviant. And how about I just get you off?" Tobias grinned at him. He bit down lightly on Noah's neck, just above his collar. "Ever have a trick suck you off and use your own junk as lube?"

Noah groaned, and Tobias could feel his cock jerk against his thigh. Noah's neck arched, his body betraying him, and Tobias' unwilling whore was suddenly not so unwilling anymore. "Have you always been this sick?" he managed to ask. Noah's voice was tight and husky.

"I think so," Tobias said thoughtfully. "Does it matter?" He moved down Noah's body a little and licked the leather shirt while his fingers found Noah's cock again, playing for only a moment before he shoved the jeans down to Noah's knees. "There. Can't run, can't kick. Well, not effectively."

"You're big as a fucking bear. I wasn't having much luck with kicking anyway," Noah snarled, arching a bit as if he could escape Tobias' hand.

"Aw, thankyou. Flattery will get you off. Eventually." Tobias wrapped one hand around Noah's cock
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and pulled. "So. Is your mouth good at anything aside from back talk, or should I just use your ass? A smart tongue is nice and all, but a tight ass is a treat. Both, whore? Would that do it for you? I bet you'd love that, get cock rammed in you from both ends at once, make you feel like you're really being used to your full potential?"

"Ah... fuck. Asshole," Noah breathed. He flexed his fingers and then clenched them into fists.

"Fuck your asshole?" Tobias studied Noah for a moment. "Damn, tied you wrong for that, hang on." He jerked on the far end of the cord and Noah's bound wrists came free of the desk for as long as it took for Tobias to flip Noah over, his knees in so his ass was in the air. A flip of the cord, and there he was, unbalanced and struggling to right himself as Tobias watched.

"Very nice," Tobias said, slapping one cheek and pushing a dry fingertip into Noah's ass. "Should do you dry."

"Jesus... fuck," Noah growled, still fighting to keep himself upright. He finally settled, panting, and looked over his shoulder. "Don't." His voice had the lovely lilt of begging to it. "Please."

Tobias tilted his head and pushed two fingers into Noah's ass, going deep. "Don't? Are you sure?" He thrust his fingers a little and undid the button on his trousers with the other hand.

Noah hissed and scooted forward, trying to escape the intrusion, but somehow that must have only made matters worse for the poor thing, because he froze and groaned heavily. "Oh, God."

Tobias got his zipper down and fished the lube out of his pocket. No way would he actually hurt Noah

-- but he would happily create an illusion. "Something to say, whore? You seem to have changed your tune a little." He twisted his fingers.

"Back off!" Noah spat over his shoulder at him. The words were very convincing. It was almost scary the way Noah could throw himself into a role. Noah, the whore, tried to stifle a moan by biting his lip, but Tobias wasn't fooled.

"No," Tobias said coldly, stabbing his fingers into Noah. He was fairly sure that Noah's cry covered the sound of the lube cap. He slicked himself generously and tossed the lube aside, twisting his fingers in Noah again. "Dry, whore. Going to just shove my cock in you and take you dry."

"No!" Noah begged. He twisted to look at Tobias. "No, please, no..."

The look in Noah's eyes seemed so sincere, but there was nosafeword among the words with which he begged so prettily, and Tobias knew them to be only play. "Oh, yes," Tobias promised. He moved closer, right behind Noah, and took a breath. "Oh, yes, my whore, my slut. You know I will." He pulled his fingers out and grabbed his cock, lining up and pushing in as quickly as he dared.

Noah writhed and cried out. He tugged on his wrists and tried to shove Tobias off with his body, but he was well restrained and gave up quickly. "Bastard!" He dropped his head over his arms and panted heavily.

"Pervert, at this point," Tobias corrected. "Oh, God." He'd been so intent on getting Noah in the right mindset that he hadn't really prepared himself for the sensation. Noah was tighter than usual, and with less lube the friction was more intense. "Jesus, you feel good." He thrust experimentally.

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Noah moved a bit on him and moaned. "So fucking huge," he said, panting. Tobias could feel him tense a bit, relax, and then tense again, already so close.

"Gonna fill you, whore," Tobias growled, trying to push the fantasy to the end. "Come-hole. Made to take my cock, made to be my fuck toy." He rammed into Noah's ass and reached around to stroke Noah's cock. He found it leaking an almost constant stream onto the floor. "All primed, slut," he murmured, thrusting deep again.

"Jesus. Oh, God, all right, you win! I'll be your whore, your fucking hole. Fine, anything... just don't...

don't stop." Noah slipped visibly into the early stages of his climax, arching back to take Tobias deep, grunting and starting to tremble. "Good. Oh, God, so good..."

Grunting, Tobias pulled out completely, leaving Noah to cry out for an instant before slamming back in, going deep.

"Again, again!" Noah screamed.

Tobias did it again, waiting until Noah was moaning from feeling empty before pounding into him. "Take it," he groaned. "Take my cock." The third time he pulled out, he shoved a finger in along with his cock.

Noah shouted, and his hips started to jerk as he finally came, shooting his musk-scented spunk all over the study floor. He tightened around Tobias like a vice. "Oh, fuck, yes, yes!"

Tobias would have shouted his agreement, but he could barely breathe. He rocked steadily through Noah's orgasm, letting it milk his cock, letting Noah's ass massage his dick until he came hard enough that he saw spots. "Oh, God," he finally managed to say, trying not to fall onto Noah's back. "Jesus Christ."

Noah groaned and collapsed over his own knees, panting harshly. It was a couple of minutes before he was able to speak, and the first words out of his mouth were about his fingers. "Sir... lamp cord..." he grunted.

Tobias swore and pulled out, falling to the side as he reached for the cord. "Damn it!" He tugged and Noah's hands came away from the desk, and in another moment he had them free and was massaging the wrists. "Move your fingers for me," he demanded. There wasn't much discoloration, but he'd get the arnica in a moment and some ice. "Are your fingers numb?"

Noah moved them. "They're fine. I'm fine." He leaned into Tobias and gave him a reassuring smile. "They were just now starting to go numb. I'd have used my words if I needed to, I promise. I'm fine." Noah leaned up and kissed him, and Tobias could feel Noah's heart pounding in his chest.

"Okay. We'll take care of it anyway, though." Tobias kissed him back, adrenaline racing. "God, that was good," he breathed. "Better than I thought it would be."

"Fucking hot." Noah grinned. "You're a dirty old pervert. I, of course, had no idea I was such a slut."

He winked.

Tobias laughed. "I did. From the first moment, I knew. My slut."

"Yes, sir. Your slut, your whore, whatever you want to call me, I'll answer to it." He was grinning broadly.

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"Good." Tobias grinned back at him. "Let's start with 'pet,' and add on 'clean this up after I see to your wrists,' shall we?"

Noah glanced around at the wrecked office so smugly it almost made Tobias laugh. "Yes, sir."

"Yeah, yeah, you did good." Tobias kissed him again and slapped his ass. "I think that's a keeper, boy.

And the shirt is yours." Boy, was it his. Tobias smiled and took one more kiss from his slut before finally getting up and going for ice.

He didn't even care if the lamp was broken.

This week, Noah had added "fatten up Phan" to his list of things to do. Tonight was comfort food --

grilled cheese, fries, and chocolate milkshakes for dessert. How much really got eaten remained to be seen, but he had a plan. He'd talked to Bradford earlier in the day, just to touch base and make sure it was okay for them to get together, and Bradford told him nothing was going to stop Phan from visiting; he'd been talking about it for a full day. Bradford did ask that Noah try to keep his tone respectful, that Phan was still getting used to curbing his speech again. Easy enough to do.

The doorbell sent Noah jogging to answer it.

"Hello," he said, smiling at Phan as he opened the door.

"Hi," Phan said, his smile almost shy. The smile made Noah realize he'd actually missed Phan of late.

"Um. Brought flavored water this time. Bradford said that whatever you had would take care of the caffeine, and he wants me sensible in the morning." The smile widened. "This stuff is loaded with sugar."

Noah grinned. "You're a nut. Come in. Give me your coat. There's comfort food in the kitchen."

Phan tugged his battered leather coat off and passed it over as he moved past Noah in the hall.

"Comfort? You mean like popcorn and chocolate? Mac and cheese?"

"Grilled cheese and fries." Noah hung up his coat and herded him along. "And chocolate for dessert." He stopped in the middle of the kitchen and gave Phan a hug. "It's so good to see you. You look great."