A New Gift ( Zombie and Coffee-Tastic)

[Coffee-Tastic]

Ken looked only at Frederick while being led like a dog from his cock, he wasn't even conscious of the possibility of any maid seeing them, not when he was just told he had to earn the right to say Frederick was his. For a second he thought that what he said meant that he didn't belong to anyone, but that didn't mean he's never had anyone else that once owned him. But that was okay, because he had he chance to do that now. It was very, very okay. As his master put it shortly after, Ken could go all out again.

 

Once more, he couldn't find it possible to remove his eyes off of the other man, it was harder with his clothes off. Listening to what Frederick said, his eyes met the other's blue ones and figured it was about time to let himself do whatever he wanted. Ken was like a magnet, immediately pressing his body against his master with his chest and especially his dick. His arms wrapped arms under his, Ken's hands sliding down his back to his ass, "Frederick," he mumbled, his face in the blond's neck, "...Hold onto me."

 

The black haired one felt too excited and he very suddenly held onto the other tighter, picking him up easily as if he were the same weight as a pet white bunny. Even if Frederick hadn't held on right away, his hold was strong. He'd never let his beloved master fall because of him... Ken kissed his chest, where his head was now, and licked at the caller of his neck, drawing the two of them to the closest wall.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Perhaps Frederick's understanding of what it meant to be someone's was fundamentally different from Ken's. The blond mostly thought of it as being completely faithful to another, especially when it came to sex. Basically, if someone was to make him theirs, he would only be theirs in sex, or romantic relationships. For Ken it probably meant to be theirs in, well, everything. He couldn't blame the man. He was a slave. He just felt like he would have to clarify it, just in case.

 

When he was told to hold on, Frederick barely managed to do so before he was lifted up to the air. A blissful smile spread across his face, letting out a soft moan at the kisses and licks. "Mmh... Don't forget the lube, tiger." He purred, hooking his legs around Ken's waist. It didn't matter how eager they were. If there was no lube, there was no sex. Simple as that. Well... There could be sex, just it would be rape. It really wasn't difficult to understand.

 

Running his hands through Ken's hair, Frederick pulled his head up to press their lips together, nipping at his bottom one. Sex without gestures like this was no better than animals mating. It was a pretty intimate thing, he didn't want it to be simply for the sake of fucking. He always wanted something more. Something special, something affectionate.