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Gee was a stealthy motherfucker; Frank just couldn't get past that.
Okay, so maybe Frank had made it easy for Gee by falling asleep almost immediately after coming, before Gee had even had the chance to undo the black pleather cuffs that bound him to the headboard. He couldn't help it, though.
But still. Frank woke up between one breath and the next, arching up into the heat and wet of Gee's mouth with a soft moan. Gee pulled off and Frank reached for him, only to find he was still restrained. Which was weirdly hot; waking up hard and aching and unable to do a damn thing about it but ask Gee nicely for more.
Fuck, his shoulders were going to be killing him, later.
Normally, he would just dig his fingers into Gee's messy hair and tug and pull until he had Gee's fucking amazingly talented mouth right where he wanted it. And yeah, that probably made him an asshole, but he couldn't help himself when Gee used his mouth.
But this time, he didn't have that option. Frank couldn't do anything except beg Gee to keep sucking him. "Fuck," he hissed, because he was already close to the edge, he could feel it in the way his toes were curling tight, the ache in his nuts, the—what the fuck?
Frank looked down, squinting, trying to identify the strange feeling around his sac. He caught a glimpse of a dark pleather strap wrapped tight around his junk and could only make a sound of utter disbelief. "You went shopping without me," he accused Gee.
Gee chuckled, low and wicked. He licked at the head of Frank's cock like it was a lollipop. "Yeah, I did. Bought myself a present." He huffed at Frank's dick, and the feel of Gee's hot breath on spit-wet skin sent a shudder down Frank's spine.
He threw his head back and almost brained himself on the headboard, but he didn't care, didn't care about anything but the feel of Gee's mouth, the sound of his voice and the way his fingers were pressing just motherfucking right at that spot right behind his balls. "Oh, fuck, fuck, Gee, please, please—"
Frank could feel Gee mouthing at the strap. "It's a cock ring. It'll keep you hard like this," Gee squeezed Frank's dick and Frank had to bite his lip to keep from whimpering, "until I take it off. It has the added benefit of not letting you come until I want you to." Gee climbed up Frank until he could press a teasing kiss to his lips. "Doesn't that sound like fun?"
Gee's voice rasped across Frank's nerves and his hands clenched into fists over his head. He wanted, needed to grab Gee and flip him over, push his way into the tight heat of him and just fuck Gee through the floor, but Frank couldn't, he was trapped—
"I can suck on you, and keep sucking, for as long as I want, and you'll have to stay hard for me. I can suck you down deep." Gee kissed him again, chaste and soft. "I like that," he whispered. He nosed his way behind Frank's ear. "I want you to lose control, want you desperate to come. I want to hear you beg, and maybe, maybe I'll let you come. If you're good."
Frank wasn't sure he could be good, but Gee had him frantic enough to try.
"Good boy," Gee cooed, and set to work driving Frank out of his mind.
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