Kersen

[0_0_7]

Bond escorted him out of the shack into the chilly night air. As the door closed, the thud of the bass was silenced. Bond's ears rang a bit.

"I'll ask you again," he said as they passed well away from any ears. "What do you like, Kersen?"

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[kersen]

In all honesty it had been almost a year since Kersen had had sex and he would like fucking anything from this man.

"I like giving over control to someone else," he said. He thought Bond would understand that given their previous conversation.

[0_0_7]

"That's the plan," he said. He led him to his room, then paused.

"Please, do come in," he invited.

[kersen]

Kersen just walked in, neither confirming nor denying that as a vampire he might require an invitation.

He shrugged off the magnificent velvet trenchcoat. Underneath, his tight black shirt had no sleeves, revealing his tattoos. "Thank you," he said.

[0_0_7]

Bond took his coat from him and tossed it toward the wall where it hung itself up. He looked Kersen up and down, admiring the shape of him.

"Take off your shoes," he commanded lightly, doing the same.

[kersen]

That hand't been where Kersen expected him to start, but okay. He had to bend over to unlace them, and then wordlessly removed his shoes.

[0_0_7]

"Do you have a safeword?" he asked, stepping up chest to chest with him.

[kersen]

"I can," said Kersen, sucking in a breath. "But perhaps a bit more negotiation first? What do you want from me?"

[0_0_7]

Bond reached up and took hold of his jaw.

"I want your obedience," he said. "And if you're a very good boy, I'll take your mouth before I let you go."

[kersen]

"My safe word is apple," said Kersen.

He wet his lips. "And I want to earn your praise."

[0_0_7]

"Then we'll see if you can impress me, pet," Bond smiled wickedly. "Would you like a bottle of water?"

[kersen]

"All right," Kersen agreed. Not necessarily because he was thirsty, but because Bond had suggested it.

[0_0_7]

Bond waved his hand and a bottle flew to him, past them both, and into the bedroom.

"Come along. I have such plans for you, pet," he said and headed into the bedroom.

The bed was heavy and dark with 4 posts and a rich duvet. Bond waved his hand and the bed stripped itself, the blankets folding themselves in the corner.

"Undress," he said without looking at him.

[kersen]

Kersen took a few deep breaths, and began to undress. He hadn't felt this flavor of anticipation in... quite a while.

"How did you know?" he asked quietly.

[0_0_7]

"It's obvious," he replied. "To me, anyway. I'm never wrong. I've been watching you for a bit now."

[kersen]

"That's very flattering," said Kersen, now down to just his underwear.

[0_0_7]

Bond looked at him then, his gaze lingering on the bulge.

"All of it," he said and waved his hand. The pants vanished.

[kersen]

"I was getting there," Kersen said, evenly meeting Bond's gaze, unbothered by his nudity.

[0_0_7]

"Not fast enough. You're in fine shape," Bond praised as he circled him to inspect him.

[kersen]

"Thank you," said Kersen, feeling a bit like a show dog. But he did like being admired.

[0_0_7]

Bond had circled around behind him and stepped in, pressing close to his back.

"First, I think, a gag. If you want to say anything, spit it out now," he said, soft and low against his ear.

[kersen]

The voice against his ear pulled a soft whimper from him. "As you wish," he murmured.

[0_0_7]

"That's what I like to hear," he replied. He moved away and waved his hand. A trunk opened. And opened. And opened, revealing quite the collection of toys and tools.

He selected a simple bit gag and returned.

"Open up," he said as he held it to his lips.

[kersen]

Kersen's cock began to swell as he watched him.

He did say one thing, first. "If you're doing this because you're concerned I might bite you, you needn't be. I won't until you ask." And then he bit down on the gag.

[0_0_7]

"I'm doing I so you'll shut the fuck up," he replied as he fixed it in place.

Then he abruptly took hold of his cock.

"Show me those fangs, pet."

[kersen]

For a moment, Kersen wasn't sure if he could, but when he tried he found that his fangs could pop out beyond the bar.

And then he moaned when Bond touched him.