Don is very pleased by the sight that greets him when he looks back into the room: Marvelous sat on the bed with all his handsome muscles bared, his hands behind his back just as ordered, struggling to stay still as his cock strains at his underwear. Don has to admit he hadn’t been sure that Marvelous would actually obey his command not to touch himself, especially given how much Don had teased him before he’d left, so he’s impressed to see that Marvelous hasn’t lost his resolve. And there’s something incredibly hot about having Marvelous, who never reins in his own desires or denies himself any pleasures, under his control like this, combating his own hedonistic nature in order to please Don.
Looking at Marvelous like this, all stripped down and ready to be used however Don wishes, also makes Don realize that he isn’t quite dressed for his own part yet. Not that he can’t be authoritative in his own clothes, but given how frequently Marvelous calls his bowties “adorable,” Don thinks they both might get more into the scenario if he were dressed a bit differently. His eyes fall on Marvelous’s red velvet coat hanging over the back of a chair, and he smiles. The captain’s coat is a great symbol of authority, and he knows from wearing his own how much more powerful he feels dressed in one. He hasn’t come back into the room properly yet, so he could easily go and get his own, or he could saunter in and pick up Marvelous’s for himself without getting a word of complaint. Don honestly isn’t sure which he’d like to wear more; he’s beginning to see why Marvelous would get fatigued from having to decide so many things all the time! Should he use Marvelous’s coat, so rough and ready with the scent of him practically woven into it by now, or go and get his own, hanging neat and pristine in his closet?
...Right, mine’s already clean, I’d better go with Marvelous’s, Don thinks. No one said he had to have a particularly meaningful reason for choosing one over the other.
He steps back into the room and shuts the door behind him, confidence in every step as he walks back to Marvelous. “Very good,” he says, “I see you’ve followed my orders perfectly. I’m very pleased with you.” Don smiles and reaches out to run his hands down Marvelous’s arms. “You look so good like this, so big and strong with all these nice muscles.” Don is pretty sure flattery is Marvelous’s favorite thing no matter what scenario they’re in. “Just what I like.” He presses another kiss to Marvelous’s lips, enjoying the way Marvelous’s mouth yields to his. “I’m going to give you your next order now,” he says, barely moving his lips away from Marvelous’s, “so listen carefully.”
Don traces his fingers down the contours of Marvelous’s stomach muscles until he reaches the waistband of Marvelous’s boxer briefs, and gives it a quick snap before running his fingertips down over the firm outline of Marvelous’s cock. “I know it must have been very, very hard for you...” He brushes his fingertips up and down the length of Marvelous’s cock, too light to be anything more than a tease, hoping to coax a desperate gasp or a moan out of him. “...Not being allowed to touch yourself while I was away. It must have been agony.” He smiles but doesn’t change anything about the way he’s moving his fingers. “So I’m going to cut you a little break, since you were so good.” He braces his other hand on Marvelous’s shoulder. “You can touch yourself now. And I want you to do it just like this, nothing more.” Don sweeps his fingertips very lightly over Marvelous’s cock, and feels a jolt of arousal himself when he thinks he sees it actually twitch inside Marvelous’s underwear. He’s going to have to be careful not to get too excited himself - he’s not good for more than one orgasm the way Marvelous is, and he doesn’t want the game to be over before they’ve even started properly.
“While you’re doing that,” Don adds, removing his hand and stepping away from Marvelous, “I’m going to undress, and I want you to watch.” He has no idea where all this confidence has come from, but it feels incredible. His hands tremble a little as he takes his clothes off, but he’s nowhere near as nervous as he would be about doing the same thing outside this kind of scenario. There’s a huge thrill in having Marvelous watching him like this, too. He doesn’t bother with doing anything like a striptease - Don doesn’t think it’s possible to do a striptease when you have to take your shoes off, there’s just no way to make removing his sneakers into something sexy - so he’s down to his t-shirt and underwear pretty quickly. Those can come off later; he likes the idea of having a little more on than Marvelous. And to top it all off, he reaches over to the chair to pick up Marvelous’s coat, and pulls it around himself with flourish, slipping his arms into the sleeves and straightening the way it hangs before turning himself back to Marvelous to let him take in the sight.
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Date: 2013-01-10 06:15 am (UTC)From:Looking at Marvelous like this, all stripped down and ready to be used however Don wishes, also makes Don realize that he isn’t quite dressed for his own part yet. Not that he can’t be authoritative in his own clothes, but given how frequently Marvelous calls his bowties “adorable,” Don thinks they both might get more into the scenario if he were dressed a bit differently. His eyes fall on Marvelous’s red velvet coat hanging over the back of a chair, and he smiles. The captain’s coat is a great symbol of authority, and he knows from wearing his own how much more powerful he feels dressed in one. He hasn’t come back into the room properly yet, so he could easily go and get his own, or he could saunter in and pick up Marvelous’s for himself without getting a word of complaint. Don honestly isn’t sure which he’d like to wear more; he’s beginning to see why Marvelous would get fatigued from having to decide so many things all the time! Should he use Marvelous’s coat, so rough and ready with the scent of him practically woven into it by now, or go and get his own, hanging neat and pristine in his closet?
...Right, mine’s already clean, I’d better go with Marvelous’s, Don thinks. No one said he had to have a particularly meaningful reason for choosing one over the other.
He steps back into the room and shuts the door behind him, confidence in every step as he walks back to Marvelous. “Very good,” he says, “I see you’ve followed my orders perfectly. I’m very pleased with you.” Don smiles and reaches out to run his hands down Marvelous’s arms. “You look so good like this, so big and strong with all these nice muscles.” Don is pretty sure flattery is Marvelous’s favorite thing no matter what scenario they’re in. “Just what I like.” He presses another kiss to Marvelous’s lips, enjoying the way Marvelous’s mouth yields to his. “I’m going to give you your next order now,” he says, barely moving his lips away from Marvelous’s, “so listen carefully.”
Don traces his fingers down the contours of Marvelous’s stomach muscles until he reaches the waistband of Marvelous’s boxer briefs, and gives it a quick snap before running his fingertips down over the firm outline of Marvelous’s cock. “I know it must have been very, very hard for you...” He brushes his fingertips up and down the length of Marvelous’s cock, too light to be anything more than a tease, hoping to coax a desperate gasp or a moan out of him. “...Not being allowed to touch yourself while I was away. It must have been agony.” He smiles but doesn’t change anything about the way he’s moving his fingers. “So I’m going to cut you a little break, since you were so good.” He braces his other hand on Marvelous’s shoulder. “You can touch yourself now. And I want you to do it just like this, nothing more.” Don sweeps his fingertips very lightly over Marvelous’s cock, and feels a jolt of arousal himself when he thinks he sees it actually twitch inside Marvelous’s underwear. He’s going to have to be careful not to get too excited himself - he’s not good for more than one orgasm the way Marvelous is, and he doesn’t want the game to be over before they’ve even started properly.
“While you’re doing that,” Don adds, removing his hand and stepping away from Marvelous, “I’m going to undress, and I want you to watch.” He has no idea where all this confidence has come from, but it feels incredible. His hands tremble a little as he takes his clothes off, but he’s nowhere near as nervous as he would be about doing the same thing outside this kind of scenario. There’s a huge thrill in having Marvelous watching him like this, too. He doesn’t bother with doing anything like a striptease - Don doesn’t think it’s possible to do a striptease when you have to take your shoes off, there’s just no way to make removing his sneakers into something sexy - so he’s down to his t-shirt and underwear pretty quickly. Those can come off later; he likes the idea of having a little more on than Marvelous. And to top it all off, he reaches over to the chair to pick up Marvelous’s coat, and pulls it around himself with flourish, slipping his arms into the sleeves and straightening the way it hangs before turning himself back to Marvelous to let him take in the sight.