You said as long as we are careful enough

When Hris reacted again, he repeated over and over again: "mark me, mark me, mark me..." He didn't know how many times he repeated it, and then let himself fall back into Romanian, sparks flying from the sight of Chris , Chris was almost crazy, his nails bit Sebastian's waist, wedged into his body like a piling.

"God, Sebastian." Chris cried with joy into his shoulder, "God, stop-fuck--it's beautiful, stop-stop-stop-stop..." Sebastian's head hit the wood again and again, and everyone went crazy Gazing at them dumbfounded, Chris was still fully clothed and in complete control, while Sebastian was naked, sprawled, bound to the wall for all to see.He belongs to Chris, totally, completely.

"You're--a good dog." Chris moaned, and Sebastian moaned again at the shuddering sensation he felt. "So- everyone wants to cum on you, everyone wants to fuck you..." Sebastian didn't realize he was opening his mouth until the hand on his belt let go of his waist, and again Swipe your thumb over his lips.

"Tell them who owns you," Chris said softly, just a sigh, barely audible as the bed board kept hitting the wall. "tell them."

"It's you, Chris." Sebastian groans, the words coming out of his mouth. "You, just you, just-only you-"

Chris' hands grab his hair, the belt pulls tight, and the pleas start pouring out of his mouth. "Please, sir, please let me cum I need cum please you want them all- see that you made me cum please tell me please tell me-"

"No." Chris sounds distant and content and warm, like he's come himself, and Sebastian's eyes have rolled away.He's so close to orgasm, and Chris is pressing him so tight, hot and solid. "Tell them—when will you be allowed," Chris ordered breathlessly.

"Only when you speak, sir." Sebastian moaned. "Only if...you tell me..." He could feel it getting harder to understand himself as Chris grabbed his jaw.

"louder."

"Only if you tell me," Sebastian repeats, gushing out of his chest, and Chris pushes his hips forward to change the angle. "Only...you-you tell me..."

"That's right," Chris said, holding Sebastian tight enough that he knew there was going to be a mark there. Chris sounds like he's lost control, his voice is more growl than words.He folded Sebastian's legs back and picked up the speed, and Sebastian's eyes turned white. "Because you are mine!"

Sebastian nods, but when he tries to move his mouth, he can't force his voice to work.He was so close to cum, he just wanted to cum.Every inch of his body was twitching, and Chris kept thrusting his hips into his body to keep still. "It's just mine, Sebastian." Chris gasps in a trance, and Sebastian moans because he can feel Chris' hands clasping the headboard of the bed. "you belong to Me!"

Sebastian is nodding, drooling at the thought of this happening in front of anyone.Scarlett, Anthony, and Grillo watched as Chris possessed him.No one dared to touch Chris without his permission anymore.

"Could keep you here, like this," Chris said savagely, pulling on the strap and forcing Sebastian's neck to bend back in a strangled gasp. "Just - like this, so that you'll always - be there for me."

Sebastian can barely tell what he's nodding at, but if Chris wants it, he'll let it.He will do anything. "Look at you." Chris sounded amazed, "I've turned you into such a greedy and horny little bitch. That's exactly what you want, isn't it?" Sebastian nodded tremblingly, and Chris would Put two fingers in his mouth.

Sebastian could feel his brain slowing down.He doesn't know if Chris ordered him, but he suddenly realizes that his only function is to suck Chris' finger.Be good, be good.Can't neglect practice.

His body felt like it was disintegrating.Something hot and white exploded under the skin.He can't come, not yet, Chris hasn't let him come yet.Chris is holding him right now, keeping him steady, forcing Sebastian to remain perfectly still and pushing into him.He must be on the verge of orgasm, Sebastian can barely understand what he's saying.

"They're all looking at you, Sebastian, watching you become what you are for me. Every-everyone sees...what a good boy you are." A hand falls suddenly on Sebastian's chin , holding his head firmly. "You're so," Chris grunted, "you're such a good boy, Sebastian. Always." After a brief pause, he added, "I wish your mother knew what an obedient little boy you were."

The humiliation cut through the arousal, pushing him closer to the brink, and Sebastian whimpered, fists clenched against the handcuffs, trying to contain himself.He can't shoot.Wait until Chris speaks.He had to wait until Chris spoke before he was allowed to (cum).He had to be good, he wanted them to know how good he was.He wishes Chris' fingers were still on his tongue.

"Look, look how good you are," Chris said. "You only made a mistake once. My perfect boy." There was a rumbling in Sebastian's ears.He can barely hear Chris.For a moment he was all he heard, followed by a soft cry. "You want me to tag you?" Chris finally said, his voice uncharacteristically husky. "You want everyone to know?"

Sebastian can't make words, barely nods, just tilts his neck to one side in a dazed way.He expects Chris to bite his shoulder, and the collar wraps too high around his neck, but instead Chris sinks his teeth into the skin just above the leather, growling.

Sebastian cries, but it only makes Chris bite harder until Sebastian is completely limp in his mouth.While he was still dazed, Chris pulled out of him so quickly that Sebastian jerked against the handcuffs.He sobs Chris' name, but just as the name leaves the mouth, hot, thick cum lands on his chest. Chris grabbed his chin with slippery fingers, bared his teeth and growled, "Cum."

The orgasm sweeps through Sebastian's body, the sudden shock causing him to clench his arms against the handcuffs, before the metal bites into red and swollen skin, making him groan and giggle, and the aftermath, almost as violent as orgasm, destroys him.

He doesn't even realize he's lost his sense of time until he suddenly realizes the reality of what he's looking at: Chris is watching Sebastian blinking into the light with the blindfold in one hand. Sebastian reached out to him, only to realize he was still chained to the head of the bed.

"Are you ready for me to let you go now?" he asks softly, and Sebastian watches as he reaches for the key.The key was next to the bedside table, but it wasn't there before. Sebastian must have looked confused, because Chris explained, "I tried to let go of you a few minutes ago, and you begged me not to." He reached up and stroked Sebastian's face.

"It was… I didn't expect it to be this intense. I—I kind of…" Sebastian shuddered and Chris cleared his throat. "I look at your hands, but I'm sorry if I... are you okay?"

Sebastian nods.He's staring wide-eyed when Chris's eyes suddenly look down. "You—do you want me to let you go?" Sebastian nods again, and Chris avoids his eyes, releasing the handcuffs around Sebastian's wrists, leaving them hanging over the head of the bed.

Sebastian lets his arms fall by his sides, looking down at his hands in his lap, until Chris reaches over and massages his wrists, carefully rubbing the chafed, red skin. "Are you sure you're okay?" he asked hoarsely, finally leaning forward to catch Sebastian's eye.

Sebastian nods. Chris frowned. "Can you talk?" Sebastian nodded again, and Chris stopped massaging his arms and cupped his chin. "Are you still unresponsive?"

Sebastian blinks, hesitates, then nods. "Yeah." "" Head Astian

"Okay." Chris said calmly, moving his body and leaning his back against the head of the bed. "Okay, come here." He pulled Sebastian into his lap before he could move, wrapping his arms around him tightly. "Lie still. I'm here."

Sebastian closed his eyes, feeling everything fit back together, Chris was stroking his face and hair, muttering every few minutes, "It's okay, I'm here." At some point, he reached out Grabbing Chris' shirt, Chris's hand immediately covered his.

Sebastian refuses to look up at the clock.

"Sorry," Chris said after a moment, "if before—you couldn't take it, I didn't mean to…" He coughed lightly. "I didn't expect to...be so excited."

Sebastian shook his head, and Chris pulled him up to look at him, dragging his neck to check the tooth marks he'd left.A wave of sexual desire is aroused, pounding in Sebastian's body, and he lets himself be tossed back and forth, with Chris's thumb stroking back and forth over the scar, igniting some residual tingle.

"Fuck," he said gruffly. "It's...too much. And it looks serious."

Sebastian couldn't hide the smug little smile that tugged at his lips. "Okay," he said softly, but Chris frowned when he heard that.

"I was out of my mind - Sebastian, I'm sorry."

Sebastian feels himself pouted. "I want it." He said softly, reaching out to touch the mark with his fingers.His body still feels a little dazed, like he hasn't quite got it under control yet. Chris watched him curiously, nudging his chin and looking into his eyes.

"Sebastian? You sound...are you still feeling sluggish?" Sebastian didn't want to answer.He leans forward and kisses Chris' neck, mesmerized by the way Chris can't seem to let go of his back.

"Stay." Sebastian sighs into his chin. "Don't go. Put—keep me here. Like this." Chris's grip on him tightens, and for just a split second, Sebastian's chest swells.

"Sebastian, I—" He pulled Sebastian away, touching his face. "I can't, I have to take care of you. I want you to sit still, I'll get you water, okay?" Chris gently pushed him onto the bed, wrapped him in a blanket and stood up. "I'll be right back."

Sebastian tries to suppress that feeling of self-pity before it swallows up the aftertaste. Chris came back into the room with a glass of water and some sanitizer, and Sebastian sat there silently watching him dote on him, rubbing sanitizer on his wrists and throat.He takes a few swigs of water, and Chris puts the water on the nightstand before pulling Sebastian back into his lap.

It's comforting. Chris kissed his wrist affectionately, holding him tightly.The freezing air is always the first thing Sebastian notices once he's back up, unless Chris is there to keep him warm.

"Recovered?" Chris asks, hugging Sebastian tightly again, as if protecting him. Sebastian sighs.He wishes he hadn't.He nods, and Chris kisses the top of his head.Sebastian tensed as fingers brushed over his bruise. "Does it hurt?"

"Fine," Sebastian said softly.

"Not really." Chris smacked his lips. "You can't hide this. I shouldn't—I'm sorry. I... I'm so obsessed, I shouldn't..."

Sebastian wants him to say that again, over and over again.I'm so excited.I'm so obsessed.Can't control myself anymore.But he sounds distraught, so Sebastian cuts him off. "I'll stop you, Chris. You didn't do anything I didn't want."

Chris nods absentmindedly, thumbs already rubbing back and forth against the bite mark on Sebastian's neck.Doing so had already started to make Sebastian's limbs go limp. "Chris—" he said. "This-this...doesn't help me keep—"

"Oh." Chris withdrew his hand, and Sebastian flinched. "Damn, sorry, I..." He lowered his voice, his voice low and curious. "Really?" Sebastian nodded, and Chris couldn't help himself.He pressed his thumb back against Sebastian's neck. "that's all?"

Sebastian's breath catches and he nods, looking up at the way Chris' eyes have darkened. "You really belong to me, don't you?" he asks, and Sebastian gasps, pressing harder on the bruise.

"Yes." He moaned, starting to feel warm. "Never-forever."

Chris seems almost obsessed with him, and Sebastian's whole body vibrates with anticipation.As long as he can let him stay tonight, he will have him.He just needed him to stay one more night.

Just as Chris was about to pin him flat on the bed, he seemed to suddenly realize himself. "Fuck. I—I can't…" He pulls Sebastian back into his lap, cups his face, and Sebastian wants to scream. "Sebastian, I'm sorry," he said softly, cupping his chin in his hand. "I can't stay," he said again. "I...damn, I'm sorry."

Sebastian's eyes sting, so he looks at his knees so Chris can't see. "All right."

"You're so good," Chris murmurs, running a kiss along his neck. "You always listened to me." Chris's lips brushed against the bruise, and Sebastian let himself melt it.He wanted him to bite down again.He wants it scarred. Chris is breathing heavily against his skin, like he's thinking about it too. "Sebastian, I..." Fingers brushed lightly against Sebastian's neck, but when Sebastian bared his throat, Chris flinched away.

"Chris?" Sebastian asked, reaching out to catch Chris' hand. "Are you still feeling sluggish?"

Chris exhales loudly against Sebastian's neck. "I—" He swallowed.A hand slides over Sebastian's arm, squeezing his wrist. "I want you…" he said, his voice dropping, and Sebastian jumped at the chance.

"What do you want from me?" he asked immediately.Whatever it is, he will do it.Just keep Chris.

To his surprise, Chris just moved away from him. "Fuck. I should go," he said suddenly, kissing Sebastian on the cheek and pushing him off his lap.Overwhelmed, Sebastian jumped up and scrambled into his underwear, while Chris was already packing his things around.

"What?" Sebastian called after him, following him closely. "It's early! You said—"

"I—I know," Chris said awkwardly, "but I didn't really… think it through. I'm sure I won't be home until three o'clock. I—I shouldn't have said that. I'm sorry, but I— —”

"You can just stay," Sebastian implores cheekily, grabbing Chris' wrist. "I'll take you to the train station tomorrow, stay here. Just one night, please."

Chris looks miserable, and Sebastian fears he's pushing him.He stepped back, suddenly nervous that something was wrong. "I - at least let me... I'll get dressed and take you to the train station right now."

Chris grabs his elbow, stopping him. "I can't—I can't be seen dropping me off with that," he said, nodding at the bruise. "That—that's too conspicuous. If anyone noticed…" Chris fell silent, and Sebastian pulled his arm away.He opens his mouth, but nothing comes out, and Chris leans in to kiss him.

"Call me," he said softly. "Whenever you need me."

"Liar," Sebastian yells, and Chris jumps.

"Sebastian..."

Sebastian rolled his eyes ignoring the tears he could already feel on his face, gritted his teeth to control his voice, and said angrily, "Let's go." Chris stood there, one hand out a few inches in front of Sebastian, Hurt and confused expression. Sebastian's blood was boiling and clamoring because he had no right. "roll!"

Chris hesitates, but nods. "Uh…" he starts, Sebastian wants him to argue, wants him to say something, wants him to stay!But he just nodded again. "Okay."

When he closed the door behind him, Sebastian broke down and stumbled back, collapsing on the couch, tears streaming down his face.He tore off the collar and dropped it on the ground.

Sebastian was reclined on the couch staring blankly at the ceiling when his phone beeped a text.He looked down at the phone screen.sorry.

He ignored it.He rubbed his thumb absently at the mark on his neck, to make sure it was still there, that everything had happened.There was a moment when Chris forgot about his stupid rules and gave Sebastian what he wanted.

If everything is gone, at least this is there.