Deviations: Submission by Chris Owen, Jodi Payne Page A

Noah's body and replacing it with his fingers, two of them stretching and opening the muscle, seeking Noah's gland. "Beg me," he said, biting on Noah's shoulder. "Beg me to fuck you and I'll show you how good my pleasure can be."
    "God, yes!" Noah jumped at the chance. "Please, please, sir, please ... Fuck me, love me, please, sir, will you? Oh, God!" Noah keened and sobbed and Tobias knew he'd found the spot. "Fuck me sir, please!" He tugged on his wrists and arched hard into Tobias' hand.
    Tobias groaned and thrust his fingers faster, stroking inside his boy quickly. His boy, he was sure, he hoped; his hurt and aching sub, begging to be taken, to be loved. He gave up any further attempts to fool himself; he needed to possess this man, to care for him, to teach him.
    "Please, sir!" Noah begged, writhing against him, and Tobias forced himself to move, to pull away. "No!" The cry was piteous, and Tobias immediately touched Noah's hip.
    "I'm right here, I'm not going. I promise you, I won't." One handed, he undid his trousers and released his aching erection, gasping as he touched himself. "I'm right here, sweetheart. Just getting the condom."
    "Sorry, oh, God, thank you, yes, sir," Noah babbled, apparently unsure what the proper response ought to be. He was panting hard now, and every third breath or so he'd sob audibly. He was in almost constant motion, swaying, trembling, tugging on his arms, his need rendering him totally incapable of keeping still. "Want you, want you, sir, want to please you, need you so much."
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    Deviations: Submission
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    Tobias wasted no time at all getting the condom and smoothing it on; it still took more time than he'd have liked, and he cursed himself for not having thought to open the foil before he'd begun. But then he was lining up and pushing into Noah, surrounded in his warmth and scent, and it didn't matter.
    "You please me," he said softly, pushing in as slowly as he could make himself go. He held Noah steady with one hand, the other sliding over sweat-slicked skin to find the cock ring.
    "Ah! Yes, oh, God." Noah gasped as Tobias filled him, bending slightly to improve the angle.
    "You please me," Tobias said again, unsnapping the ring and letting it fall away as he took Noah in his hand.
    "Thank you!" Noah sobbed at Tobias' words, relief in his shoulders and joy in his voice. And then, to complete the moment, he came as soon as Tobias' hand was on him, shooting so hard that he was left gulping for air, tears streaming down his face. "Thank you, so good, oh thank you
    ... Oh sir..."
    It was a good thing Noah was bound, or Tobias would have ended up holding him up himself. As it was, Tobias had to lock his legs to brace himself against the contractions of Noah's orgasm. "Noah," he said hoarsely. "My boy." He let go, partly not wanting to fuck Noah raw by taking too long, but mostly because he had to, he couldn't not move, thrusting deep into Noah's body over and over.
    Noah was tight and pliant and felt so much better than anything else, and the sounds of them, the smell of them and the cross and leather swelled around Tobias until he was 80

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    clinging to control by a fine thread. He slammed into Noah again and the thread broke as he came, seemingly for ages, a low growl filling the air. "My boy."
    "Sir," came a quiet reply. Noah's voice sounded hoarse.
    Noah was almost rag-doll limp, every muscle having been stretched to its limit, and Tobias forced himself to find his legs for the sake of his submissive. He pulled away, disposed of his condom, and deftly hooked a foot around the leg of the chair to pull it over. He released Noah's hands quickly and caught him under the arms to put him in the chair before bending to unlace his feet.
    Noah winced a bit as he was seated, but he settled all right. He was spent and drenched with sweat and was beautiful. "Thank you," he said again, starting to come back to