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When Crow had asked Harvey if they could try something new, Harvey expected something a little… different from what Crow had suggested. He had said that it was common practice within some couples in some community that Harvey had forgotten the name of. All he knew was that Crow wanted to try it and Harvey was willing to give his lover the world.
They had discussed boundaries and safe words before deciding on something Crow had found online. The traffic light system was simple, red meant stop, yellow meant slow down and green was good to go. When the idea was in discussion, Harvey hadn't imagined it to be so hot. But now here he was, his partner staring up at him with fire in his eyes.
“Down, boy. Now.” Harvey's voice was low and gravelly, just how Crow liked it.
“Make me, you dumb bastard.” Crow spat.
Harvey looked down at his husband before striking him across the face. He felt terrible until he heard the noise that came from Crow. It was a soft whine of pleasure and satisfaction, and fuck, the noise turned him on more than any grinding ever could. His beloved had dropped down to his knees in front of Harvey, his chest rising and falling quickly as he panted.
“Are you going to be a good boy for me, my love, or do I have to force you?”
Harvey tilted Crow’s chin up with his hand and pushed his thumb into Crow’s mouth, savoring the feeling of Crow's warm, wet mouth soaking his hand. He almost believed Crow was going to give up with just one slap, until he felt teeth clamp onto his thumb.
“You little bitch!”
Harvey pulled his thumb out of Crow's mouth and grabbed his face harshly, ignoring Crow's beautiful eyes glaring up at him.
“You are gonna be so good for me, darling, whether you want to or not. Now, I can make it so good for you, sweetheart, or I can beat you black and blue until all you're good for is taking my dick. All I have to hear from you are those two little words, my heart. Tell me who you belong to, and I’ll do anything that your perfect body needs, my sweet boy.”
“Fuck you.”
Harvey grabbed Crow by his shirt and shoved him onto the couch. Crow landed with a soft thud and Harvey noticed it had knocked the wind out of him. He made a mental note to be a little more gentle. Harvey wanted to give his boy what he craved, but he didn't ever want to seriously hurt Crow.
“Strip for me.”
“Make me”
Harvey kneeled in front of him and made his voice gentle.
“Darling boy, I know you like your clothes. So strip and let me put them somewhere safe, or,” Harvey made his voice sharp and felt a little bad when he saw the wince that came from Crow, “I can tear your goddamn clothes off of your irresistible body and take what I want.”
Harvey chose not to ease the harshness of the second half of his sentence with an endearment. He needed Crow to truly understand the gravity of his situation. Harvey cracked a soft smile as his husband began to strip his clothes off. Crow handed Harvey his clothes as they came off and Harvey folded them neatly and set them down on the coffee table. Once Crow was naked, Harvey let out a shaky breath. No matter how many times he saw Crow’s mesmerizing body, it would never fail to take his breath away.
“You're such a good boy. Always so wonderful for me, my love.” Harvey pulled Crow in for a slow, loving kiss. As Crow sat on Harvey’s lap, his thigh settled between both of Crow’s, and he let out a quiet whimper.
“So ready for me so soon, my darling? It's alright, I know how pathetic you are, sweet boy.”
“Shut the fuck up.” Crow attempted to sound strong and confident, but instead his sentence came out breathy and uneven. Fuck it, he was already a whimpering mess, and he had already lost any dignity he had. Crow humped Harvey’s leg, moaning like a bitch in heat. Harvey grabbed his hips and began to guide him for just a moment, before holding Crow up just barely too high for the man to grind on him.
His voice was whiney and very unlike Crow.
“Fuck, Harvey.”
As Crow tried to grind onto his husband’s leg and was denied, he let out a whimper and a cry.
“Daddy, please!”
Oh. that was new.
“Such a good boy for daddy. All you need to do is tell me who you belong to, my dear.”
“Goddamn it, Harvey. I fucking hate you sometimes.” Crow took a deep breath before looking at the love of his life and muttering. “I'm yours. I belong to you, Harvey. I-I love you.”
After he heard that, Harvey slipped off his shirt and kissed Crow's neck before whispering into his shoulder. “I love you so much, Crow.”
Harvey slipped back into his dominant role and pushed Crow off of his lap. Harvey pointed to the floor in front of him, commanding Crow to kneel. Crow quickly complied, getting to his knees in front of Harvey and rubbing his face against Harvey's clothed leg. Harvey unbuckled his belt before setting it aside and unbuttoning his pants.
As Harvey pulled out his cock, crows mouth began to water. Harvey wasn't uncomfortably big, but he was pretty hung, and he was perfectly sized for Crow, both in his mouth and his cunt. Crow leaned forward to take Harvey into his mouth, when Harvey grabbed his shoulder and held him back.
“Have you earned that privilege, my heart? Only good boys get to suck their daddy’s cock.”
“don't act like you're any fuckin’ better than i am. You want me just as much as I want you, so give up this goddamn high and mighty act and just fuck me.”
Harvey looked down at Crow and placed a kiss on his forehead.
“Color, birdie?”
“Yellow?” He sounded unsure, like he didn't know if he was allowed to stop, and it sent a pang of sadness into Harvey's chest.
“Would you like a break? Is there anything you need to make this better for you?”
Crow hesitated before responding to his lover's question.
“Can we just make out for a minute? Just wanna be in your arms for a sec, babe.”
Harvey pulled the man into his arms and rubbed his back in soothing circles.
“Just pat my leg when you're ready to continue our scene.”
With that, Crow kissed Harvey. Crow loved kissing Harvey, their lips always fit perfectly against one another. The feeling of his husband forcing his tongue into Crow’s mouth made him shiver.
The kiss was slow and full of passion, Harvey's tongue sliding against Crow’s own. Harvey brought up a hand to grope Crow’s chest, letting his thumb slide across one of the horizontal scars on his upper body. The touch forced out a groan from Crow. He started grinding against Harvey's leg again, and if they ended up just dropping the scene and making regular old love instead, Harvey was totally fine with that.
Instead, Harvey felt two quick pats on his thigh. He pulled away from Crow and looked into his eyes, silently asking Crow if he was sure. When Crow nodded, Harvey kissed his forehead and placed a final peck onto Crow's lips before pushing him back onto the ground. Harvey took one final deep breath before speaking.
“Beg for me, Crow. Tell me what you want from me and then I'll give you what you need.”
“Harvey. Daddy. Please let me suck your dick. I'm so fucking empty without it, babe. I think I'll die if you don't let me take care of you.”
“You make a convincing argument, my love. Come here.”
Crow stood up hesitantly, and Harvey took the opportunity to fully slip off his pants before patting the spot next to him, beckoning crow to sit.
“Kneel there. Head in my lap, darling.”
Crow obeyed and kneeled with his face over Harvey's lap. He was shivering slightly, so Harvey grabbed the flannel shirt he had been wearing and draped it over Crow, placing one warm hand in the middle of his back.
“You're doing wonderful for me, my love. You can take me in your mouth now, if you-”
Harvey couldn't even finish his sentence before his lover slipped his lips around Harvey's dick. Crow started slow with his pace, lightly sucking and bobbing his head. He felt a rush of satisfaction at the moan that escaped his husband's lips. The hand that had been on his back slid down to grip his ass and lightly slap him there.
Crow jumped a little at the slap, but quickly calmed down and resumed pleasuring Harvey. As Crow quickened the movement of his head, he felt Harvey's hand make its way down. After a moment, he felt a finger start to brush against the entrance of his cunt. He looked up at Harvey and saw his gaze fixed on Crow's mouth on his dick. It was like he wasn't even aware that his hand was rubbing between crows legs.
“Spread your legs.”
Crow looked up at him again and his face was stern. Without another word, he pulled Crow's face away from his lap and tilted his face up to look in his eyes.
“You’ve done so well for me so far, darling. Are you gonna break your streak or are you going to follow daddy’s orders?”
Crow spread his legs and forced down a desperate noise when he felt Harvey's finger enter him. Harvey pulled Crow onto his lap, and began thrusting his finger in and out of Crow's sensitive cunt. Harvey's hands were nicely sized and mostly soft, which Crow much preferred to rough hands. Crow had been a whore at one point, taking anything anyone was willing to give. He had his fair share of lots of different bodies. He may be biased because he was in love with Harvey, but Crow thought that of every man (and one woman, just to be sure he was only into dudes), Harvey was the most perfect partner for him.
Harvey kissed his neck and forced a gentle groan from him, his finger still thrusting in and out of Crow. Harvey used his free hand to rub Crow's side soothingly for a moment before grabbing the shirt that had fallen off his body and wrapping it around his shoulders.
“You're so perfect, Crow. You feel so wonderful wrapped around my fingers.”
Harvey felt Crow's cunt clench around his fingers at the praise.
“Are you ready for another finger, my perfect darling?”
“Ready for your dick, babe.”
Harvey slapped Crow's side.
“That isn't what I asked. I asked if you want another finger. Answer my question properly or I'll leave you alone and in need.”
“Yes, sir. I can take another finger.”
Harvey slipped another finger into his husband and smiled as Crow shivered.
“Is that better, sweetheart?”
Crow was too busy enjoying the feeling of Harvey's hand to answer the question, and Harvey decided not to push it. Harvey felt crow tense around his digits as his moans got higher. Crow was going to come on his hand. Harvey continued his movements, watching his partner's face as he came apart.
“That's it. Come for daddy. Such a good boy.”
After Crow came down from his orgasm Harvey pulled out his fingers and brought them to his mouth, sucking his lover's release from his fingers.
“Please.”
It was one word but Harvey knew exactly what Crow needed. He adjusted crow until his cock pressed at Crows entrance. He slipped inside his boy and let out a low groan.
“Ride me. Show me what you need, darling.”
“I- Harvs, i cant.”
Harvey placed his hands on Crows hips.
“Do you need some help?”
Crow nodded slightly, it was so little that if Harvey hadn't been watching for it he wouldn't have noticed. The man was always so hesitant to ask for help, it broke Harvey's heart.
Harvey established a nice, firm grip on his lover's hips before starting to lift him slightly. Once he was satisfied with how far off his lap Crow was, Harvey brought him back down.
“See how simple it is, sweetheart? Just be good for me and you get everything you need.”
“Harvey?”
“Yes, my love?”
“Hit me.”
Harvey moved his hand from Crow's hip and slapped his face. It was somewhat of a gentle slap, hard enough to sting, but not too hard to be anything but sexy. Crow started to softly rock his hips, grinding on Harvey's lap. Harvey's hands returned to their original position, supporting Crow as he grinded.
“You're so perfect, Crow. My beautiful boy.”
Crow groaned softly. He had always enjoyed praise, and adding a little bit of possessiveness to said praise made his brain short circuit. Harvey kissed Crow, slipping his tongue into the man's mouth to swallow his noises. He felt crows grinding get a little faster and Harvey pulled away from the kiss to groan softly.
“You feel incredible. You're going to make me come, honey.”
Crow quickened his movements, moaning softly every time the tip of his lover brushed that spot inside him. He grabbed Harvey's wrist in an attempt to get what he wanted but Harvey pulled it away.
“What do you need?”
“Jerk me off, babe. Please.”
Harvey took Crow's clit between his index finger and thumb and started to slowly stroke it, sighing softly at the hard clench he feels around his cock.
“Fuck, Harvey. That's so good, babe. I'm gonna fuckin’ come.”
Harvey nodded
“Me too. Come with me, Crow.”
Harvey saw white as he spilled into his husband. He buried his face into Crow’s neck, moaning softly as he fucked Crow through their orgasms. After they came down from their highs, Harvey pulled out of Crow and kissed him tenderly.
“I love you.”
“I love you too, Crow.”