Marvelous doesn't really have the need, or the patience, to wait on negotiations. The important thing is that if either of them need to stop they will; after all, Don might decide he can't handle this either, or just need a moment! Being in charge has its responsiblities - that's kind of the whole point here - and can wear on the person dictating the flow of events, too. Aftercare isn't just for submissives. He opens his mouth to Don's kiss, trying to be compliant without being too overeager, or taking control of the kiss, and that's probably going to be the most difficult aspect of this: not getting carried away just because he's so excited. Who is he, Gai?
"Say ‘Don, I want you to stop,’ and we’ll stop right there and then, understand?” Don insists, and although Marvelous could chime in with another obdient, "yes, sir", he does want to make it clear that he isn't just playing along with the scene, and that he sincerely means it. He knows it matters to Don.
"I will say so," he promises. "And you, too?" He's not sure Don has thought about that need from his own point of view like Marvelous has.
He stays still and compliant as Don reaches for the buttons of his shirt and starts to undo them with a quick efficiency. Don isn't deft in the same way that Marvelous can flick a button out of its buttonhole with only one hand, but his manner matches the words that follow - there’s something very important I need to do before I take my pleasure with you - and underscores the way Marvelous feels like he is about to be used. It's so good, the way he feels free enough to think, 'anything you want, anything you want me to do, just ask and I'll do it! I can pleasure you any way that you like!', and doesn't have to worry or think about what or when or how: Don will tell him.
It's more difficult to stay still when Don's fingers start massaging him through his pants, teasing his already enthusiastic cock to full arousal. And then he's practically palming it as he tells Marvelous to strip, and wait, and not dare touch himself even after Don has already started him off, and Marvelous has to bite his lip to hold back a frustrated groan at the thought of keeping his arms behind his back. Maybe he could, after all if Don is leaving the room, and-
No, it'll be worth the wait. He said he would do as he was told. He can last more than a couple of minutes at this, he can be good.
"Yes, sir," he says, and furiously unbuckles his belt the moment Don has left the room, dropping his pants and kicking them away with lightning speed before even thinking about discarding his already open shirt. Maybe if he had thought that through just a little bit more he would've slowed down and given himself less time to be left just sat back down on the bed there, arms crossed behind his back in nothing but his underwear. Too late now.
His cock is not at all impressed at being ignored, but all Marvelous can do is squirm in his seat and offer the barest hint of friction from his thigh. It takes all of ten seconds to realise it's not even worth trying; it doesn't work. He stares at the door and wills Don to come back through it soon. He said he wouldn't be long! Seems that was clearly only said to put the fear of disobeyal into Marvelous right away.
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Date: 2013-01-09 03:47 pm (UTC)From:"Say ‘Don, I want you to stop,’ and we’ll stop right there and then, understand?” Don insists, and although Marvelous could chime in with another obdient, "yes, sir", he does want to make it clear that he isn't just playing along with the scene, and that he sincerely means it. He knows it matters to Don.
"I will say so," he promises. "And you, too?" He's not sure Don has thought about that need from his own point of view like Marvelous has.
He stays still and compliant as Don reaches for the buttons of his shirt and starts to undo them with a quick efficiency. Don isn't deft in the same way that Marvelous can flick a button out of its buttonhole with only one hand, but his manner matches the words that follow - there’s something very important I need to do before I take my pleasure with you - and underscores the way Marvelous feels like he is about to be used. It's so good, the way he feels free enough to think, 'anything you want, anything you want me to do, just ask and I'll do it! I can pleasure you any way that you like!', and doesn't have to worry or think about what or when or how: Don will tell him.
It's more difficult to stay still when Don's fingers start massaging him through his pants, teasing his already enthusiastic cock to full arousal. And then he's practically palming it as he tells Marvelous to strip, and wait, and not dare touch himself even after Don has already started him off, and Marvelous has to bite his lip to hold back a frustrated groan at the thought of keeping his arms behind his back. Maybe he could, after all if Don is leaving the room, and-
No, it'll be worth the wait. He said he would do as he was told. He can last more than a couple of minutes at this, he can be good.
"Yes, sir," he says, and furiously unbuckles his belt the moment Don has left the room, dropping his pants and kicking them away with lightning speed before even thinking about discarding his already open shirt. Maybe if he had thought that through just a little bit more he would've slowed down and given himself less time to be left just sat back down on the bed there, arms crossed behind his back in nothing but his underwear. Too late now.
His cock is not at all impressed at being ignored, but all Marvelous can do is squirm in his seat and offer the barest hint of friction from his thigh. It takes all of ten seconds to realise it's not even worth trying; it doesn't work. He stares at the door and wills Don to come back through it soon. He said he wouldn't be long! Seems that was clearly only said to put the fear of disobeyal into Marvelous right away.