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Stolas giggles as he holds his phone up, clicking the camera multiple times. He watches Blitz struggle in his hand bonds, his knees spread as his hard dick dangles beneath the sinsmas skirt he put him in. He knows full well that Blitz isn't embarrassed by skirts, but he IS embarrassed by pictures.
Beads of sweat fall down Blitz's brow and he groans, "Stols please stop. I know I gave my full, knowing consent but the pictures?? Really??"
Stolas chuckles again, leaning down and kissing his forehead right on his tattoo. He pulls his leash taut into a hard kiss. Blitz moans with want, pleading with his eyes. Stolas sighs, "I didn't hear a safeword, and this was your idea. Wasn't it?"
Blitz groans and leans his head back. Stolas pulls on the leash again, "Wasn't. It?" Blitz nods and looks down. "That's my good boy".
He kisses him once again on the forehead then drops the leash and goes back to taking pictures. Blitz hates how much this turns him on. "They're for my personal collection", Stolas says, amused as he watches his lover's dick twitching and reaches like he's going to grab it, but instead straightens his skirt. Blitz groans louder and catches Stolas's eye contact.
"Stols stop the picturessss. Just touch meee", he whines and Stolas puts a finger to his lips.
"Shhh shh shh. Little one. I didn't hear any manners. Good begging, though. You're getting better". He steps back again and takes more pictures. Making Blitz start different poses. One where he's on all fours. One where he looks cheeky, One where he's jacking himself off.
"Enouuugh", Blitz whines again. "You know what to say then, Blitz", Stolas tuts and leans down to him again, "Hmm?"
Blitz sighs, "Fine! P-please...stop taking pictures and fucking touch me!" Stolas giggles again and pats him on the head, grabbing the lead again.
"Gooood boy. My little sinsmas present, all wrapped up for me. Crawl over to the bed little one", he commands. Blitz does as he's told, his skirt flowing over the base of his tail, but his bare butt underneath. Stolas smacks his ass as he climbs onto the bed and he yelps, then assumes an all fours position.
"You were so so good for me, weren't you?" Stolas coos. Blitz whines, his dick desperate for touch, "Yes sir". "You like being good for me, don't you?" Stolas asks again and Blitz nods. Stolas grabs his chin, "Try again".
"I...love being good for you, sir", he relents and Stolas rewards him with a hard, tongue twisting kiss.
"My good boy. Alright, I'm going to play with my sinsmas present now", he exclaims and Blitz's eyes light up, "Please, please please sir please". Stolas sighs in contentment as he positions himself behind Blitz, pushing up the skirt. "Get ready for your gift now, love".
"Fu-pleaaase", Blitz whines. Stolas smiles deviously, pushing his strap on dildo into Blitz. "Ohh fuck!", he moans in response. Relaxing into Stolas's thrust as he squeezes Blitz's sides.
"You were waiting sooo long and you were sooo good, my pet", Stolas coos as he thrusts faster. Blitz can't talk now as he falls into the submissive state of building pleasure, precum escaping.
"Almost there, love. You can do it", Stolas reassures as Blitz moans uncontrollably, squeezing the sheets in his claws. "OH FU-FUCK!" Blitz yells as he makes a mess all over the sheet under him, breathing heavily and attempts to fall to the side but Stolas is still inside him.
"Shh hold on there little one", he pulls out and gently glides Blitz onto his back. Not even noticing that he put down a towel underneath him, he watches with half lidded eyes as Stolas throws the towel in the hamper and rubs Blitz's forehead.
"My good, good boy", Stolas coos. Blitz smiles, "Best Sinsmas ever".