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His luck must be finally out. Drained from his soul and thrown in the deepest chasm. Having just barely made it through finals week and tumbling into the busiest season at his job, Sage was wore out. He had been over joyed when his mother informed him that she was going over to a New Years party that he did not have to come to. Allowed to stay home and do as he wished for hours on end. It seemed as though everything would be alright. Yet, when was he ever so lucky. Before his mother left, she had to have guests over and she had to call him downstairs. Sage prepared himself to give his signature fake smile and "Oh yes I remember you! You held me for .5 seconds as a baby!" Speech. It was a routine around Christmas time, an endless dance of niceties. However, as he stepped out of his room and approached the steps, he caught sight of the last person he wanted to see. Truthless Recluse, the person he had been interested in since high school and forced to see around on campus. It was such a cruel trick from the witches when he found out they were at the same college. (Sage has overlooked the fact they lived in a college town since birth and were both likely to end up at said college.) The other stood near the bottom of the stairs, looking up at him in the way that made his hair stand on end. Perhaps he could slip away and back to his room before the others noticed him standing like a deer in the headlights.
"Sage!" A woman's voice called out gleefully. He inwardly sighed. There goes his perfect escape plan. He walks down to the others, hand gripping the railing for support. He thinks that maybe if he fell he could get out of this. Then again that would mean more attention and people, so on second thought he'll just have to get this over with. As he reaches the bottom he smiles to the ladies, not giving a glance to Truthless Recluse. His mom and the other lady spoke to him happily. The woman asked of his college studies and his work life. His responses were respectful and flowery. As though everything with his life were perfect. He's hardly even paying attention as he recites his lines. That was until his mom clapped her hands.
"Well, we are going to talk a little before heading out. Sage why don't you take Truthless up with you since he'll be staying here tonight." His mom says, her smile is sweet and full of hope.
"Of course." His smile is forced as he turns to the object of his distant desires. "Follow me, I suppose we'll have to set up a space for you to sleep." With that he turns around and walks up the stairs. He doesn't care to look behind him to see if the other was following. Sage breaths heavily as he opens the door to his room. Truthless Recluse walks in and looks around.
"Make yourself comfortable, if you want we can watch TV or something." Sage's words felt like too much and not enough. He wasn't sure what to do with the other. Truthless Recluse just nods to his words and sits on his bed. Perhaps trying to talk would be the best option.
"So," he starts as he shuts the door. "We go to the same college right? What's your major?" That felt like a safe option. Although Sage would be lying if he said he didn't know the answer. Sage knew a little bit too much about the other. He knew his major and what classes he had. He knew where the other liked to hang out after classes and which cafes he studied in. He knew as much as he could figure out without stalking. Which he would never do. He did have a degree to earn and sort of wanted to remain out of the law's eyes. Besides that, he knew a lot about the other. They did go to high school together a while ago. Sage remembers seeing the other roam the halls. Chains jingling and eyeliner smudged. He remembers the day he decided to try to catch the man's attention. He bought clothes and dressed grungy. Not once did Truthless Recluse spare him a look.
How dare he not. Sage had done this for him and he just ignores him. Ignores his eyes and ignores his smiles. Sage stopped trying after that day. He even felt it come back to bite him when Sugar found out. It was so embarrassing to see her laugh with his mom as they went through photo albums.
"I'm a Health Science major." Truthless Recluse spoke calmly. His voice so monotone, no feelings behind his words.
"Wow! That's cool, my friend Flour is a health major. I do think she's more likely to be the reason someone is in the hospital however." He laughs slightly hoping to ease the tension. Truthless Recluse just looks at him. Sage bites his cheek before speaking again.
"I'm a English and history double major with a minor in Theater. I hope to be a professor one day." Sage looked to Truthless Recluse. The other looked utterly bored. It made him deflat. It made him angry. Why doesn't he care about anything he has to say. His words were the grace of this nation and he dares to act as if Sage doesn't matter. What an insolent gnat. Sage hated how alluring it was to be in his presence. The other didn't care and that made Sage want him to. Sage huffed in clear annoyance before grabbing his remote and sitting on a fluffy chair in his room. The silence was suffocating, even as the TV filled the room with noise. He needs to say something, the silence was awful.
"Do you have any hobbies?" His questions felt juvenile. He desperately longed to get into the others head and know him on a atomic level. Truthless Recluse shrugged.
"Not really." His response was quick. Dry as well. Sage felt as though he has just bitten into a dry biscuit and it was getting stuck in his throat.
"Well I enjoy reading. Writing too. I work at a bookstore. Down the street from the science building actually." Sage says trying so hard to flip the mood the Recluse had brought in with him.
"I guess I play the guitar." Sage lit up, he had already known this but it felt so sweet to hear the other admit it.
"Acoustic or electric? I've always thought people who played electric were kinda cute. They're just so skilled with their hands." He hoped his words inspired action in the other. He'd love to see those hands wrapped around things not guitar shaped.
"Electric." Truthless Recluse replies. Sage nearly pounces as he watches the other closely. He sees his hand twitch from where it laid against the others thigh. He watched as his eyes brushed over Sage's quickly. He needed to crack the other and see what was inside.
"That's so cool, perhaps I can watch you play sometime." His wording was careful, choose to hint at the other rather than tell. He wanted so badly to watch those hands flex over the strings. Long fingers plucking each cord. The strength it took to gently hold the cords down correctly. Think of all that dexterity. Truthless Recluse swallowed and Sage watched as his Adam's apple bobbed. The other shrugged and turned away. Sage watched the reflection in the window as best he could. He could see the slightly wide eyes and parted lips. In any other world Sage would have had him under his grasp by now. Though patience was a virtue and he was one virtuous slut. The clock on the wall served to remind him that every moment was time wasted. An eternity apart from the others embrace. In reality he knew it had to be around an hour since silence befelled them once more. The other did not want to speak to him. Eyes locked on his phone. It took everything in Sage not to risk his plans and jump the other. So instead, Sage stood, hair flipped over his shoulders as he walked to the door.
"I'm going to get us a snack. If you're going to lie in my bed take your shoes off." Sage opened his door and left. Resisting the urge to slam it. It was taking so long to crack his little Recluse. The other had to care, he saw it in the little things. The way the other looked at his lips when he spoke. The way the other had watched his hands move as he spoke. Little things that would go over anyone's head. Why wouldnt the other just want him outwardly already?! His walk to the kitchen was uneventful and he briefly had time to speak to his Mother who was about to leave.
"Sage, dear! We will be heading out now." She said as she patted his shoulder. "Look, I know this wasn't the night you were told, but promise me you'll play nice?" His mother was kind and thoughtful. He knew she didn't like pulling the rug out from under him like this. This must have been last minute or else she would have told him.
"I'll try to mom, I promise. I'm sure we can find something to do." He gave an award winning smile, the smile that made his mother happy. She gave him a big hug and sighed.
"Thank you for this and for not being upset. You're an angel." She pulled away and stroked his cheek before grabbing her purse. "We'll be back pretty late. Have fun, no biting!" She joked with a laugh.
"No promises! Have fun." He said, she had no idea how much he wanted to maul the man in his room. Truthless Recluse would look best covered in his bite marks. The door shut, at last it was just him and Truthless Recluse, all alone.
After words were shared he searched for snacks. He grabbed some water bottles and snacks he knew the other adored. He would make the man love him, even if he had to go through his stomach to do so. He would get that man. Once all the items were acquired, he walked back. By the time he approached his own door, his anger had subsided. He would get the other to marvel in his presence. He would in time. He could be patient until Truthless Recluse adored him. What was not to adore about him! He opens the door and stops in his tracks. Truthless Recluse was at his desk looking at the pictures he had. Sage walks in and shuts the door.
"You're quite nosey, huh?" Sage says, a smirk pulling at his lips as he places snacks and drinks on the night stand. Something in him was joyful at the other wanting to search around his room. Maybe the other did wish to know more about him.
"Sugar, Salt, Spice, and Flour? Is this a baking recipe or a friend group." Sage sneered and crossed his arms. "Where's Milk? Left out of the group?" Truthless Recluse looked at him, a hint of mischief sparkled in those heterochromic eyes. It was the first emotion he'd ever seen the other even nearly have. Sage was quick to pull the picture away and set it down. Clicking his tongue as he does so.
"I'm afraid not, in fact you're looking at him. Don't act like your any better." Sage's words are laced with venom before he speaks once more. "If you're so curious about lil ol' me, be a doll and ask. It's polite ya know. Rather than look through my things like some creep." His grin grows as he turns and walks back to his seat.
"Says the one who knows more about me than I do of him." That has Sage stopping in his tracks. He looks over his shoulder and casts a small grin.
"What ever could you possibly mean my dear Recluse." His smile was as sweet as he could muster. He sits down in his chair and tosses his hair over his shoulder. Truthless Recluse watches him intently. He narrows his eyes before sitting back on the bed. Sage purses his lips and looks at the others feet.
"Didn't I ask you to take your shoes off. It seems you're not the best listener." Sage says with a grimace. Truthless Recluse looks at him, disinterested in everything he has to say. Yet, he kicks off his platforms haphazardly. Sage watches and rolls his eyes. He grabs at a snack and absently mindedly nibbles on it. His eyes focused on the TV. He was lost in thought. What was he to do with the other? What could he say or do that would get the other to snap? What did he know about the other that he could use? He knew the names of all his friends. That thought had him chewing his lip. From the corner of his eye he saw it. Saw the way Truthless Recluse watched him. The other wasn't touching the snacks yet he looked as though he wanted to devour Sage like one. When he looks to the other, Truthless Recluse acts as if he's taking off his jacket. Simple motions to distract Sage from what he was really doing. Truthless Recluse settles on his bed and it's drives him crazy. He'd enjoy seeing the other on his back, maybe making that monotone expression crack. That thought seems to spark an idea.
"So, Dearest Recluse, do you always walk around with such a solemn face? It's not very pretty, how will a girl ever love you when you look so intimidating?" Sage spoke, hoping to press any button he could. He sets the snack he was munching on down. Wiping his hands as he focuses his attention on the other.
"Not into girls so what does that matter." That answer delighted Sage. He leaned on his hand as he spoke again.
"Is that why you dress so scary?" Truthless Recluse looked at him. Clearly unamused by the other.
"You didn't seem to complain when you mimicked my style in highschool." Truthless Recluse's words were so careful and thought through. It made Sage pause. The other had noticed him when he dressed up for him. A thrill went up his spine and his smile turned cruel.
"Checking me out are you? I know I'm such a pleasure to look at. Ask nice enough and maybe I'll allow you a feel." Truthless Recluse looks him up and down. A frown deepens on his face. Sage sighs and stands up, deciding to move closer to his prey. He flops down on the bed beside Truthless. Twisting his hair between his fingers, he dramatically sighs.
"I doubt a boy like you could ever wish for a boy like me. Yet that friend of yours is rather cute. Dark Cacao was it? I heard he's financially stable, has a job, and he's so cute. Do you think you could introduce us." He bats his eyes up at the other. He was pulling out every tactic he could to get under the other's skin. Truthless Recluse seemed to have a reaction to that one. A subtle twitch of the eye and glance away from him told him everything. So, he decided to push it.
"I think he'd enjoy a boy like me. I'm oh so clever ya know. I'm in honors and I have a job. I also have such a nice body. I think his big hands would fit around my neck so well. Don't you think dearest Recluse?" He pushes himself up onto his hands and knees to crawl closer. The other's eyebrows were stitched together and his breathing was rough.
"He wouldn't want you." At that, Sage cries out and falls against Recluse's side. His face burying into the arm he held onto tightly.
"That's such a pity. Perhaps another man would be delighted to have me." He slithers up the others arm like a snake about to devour its prey. His head resting on Truthless Recluse's shoulder. "Maybe a lovely woman? Say does White Lily like pretty boys?" As the words left his mouth, it felt like mere seconds before his back found the bed. A hand wrapped tightly around his throat. Above him, Truthless Recluse sported the meanest glare he had ever had the pleasure of seeing. The glee of this reaction had him laughing. The sound was broken as his airways were pressed on. His smile was crooked as his hands grasped the others arm. Nails bit into him and refused to leave even as he tightened his grip. Truthless Recluse looks down at him and huffs.
"Do you ever shut up?" He sneers, pulling his hand away. Sage releases his arm, only to cross his own. The Recluse was still overtop of him. Caging him in like some animal. Hands on either side of his head. Sage shrugs before he licks his lips.
"For the right price perhaps. Why don't you test it and see?" His lips quirk up as he raises his arms to wrap around the others neck. Truthless Recluse's glare stays firm.
"You're the most infuriating person I've ever had the displeasure of meeting." He scoffs, looking away from the man under him. Sage pouts and grabs his face harshly. Yanking him back to face him.
"It's not nice to look away from someone when you're having a conversation. Has no one taught you any manners?" Truthless Recluse takes the treatment as if it's a normal day. It made Sage's heart beat faster and his thighs press together. He was so eager to get his way. His hand loosens up and opts to instead stroke the others cheek. He locks eyes with the other and he can't help the smile that splits his face. Truthless Recluse narrows his eyes before he graps the others wrist. He pulls it away and sits up. Sage pouts yet again and sits up as well.
"Why'd you pull away? I thought we were having such a entertaining conversation." Sage sighs dramatically. Truthless Recluse rolls his eyes.
"Why do you feel the need to open your mouth and let useless words reach the air?" He says, tilting his head in a taunt.
"You could find another use for my mouth." Sage grins wickedly, his tongue lulling out. Truthless Recluse hums, a thought rolling in his mind. Sage opens his mouth ready to spew another jest when a thumb is pressed into the open canvern. Sage's eyes widen in shock, before fluttering close along with his mouth. He lets his tongue flick over the thumb carefully, feeling each ridge in the others fingerprint. He wants to map out every part of the other he can and he was delighted to start so soon. He would commit the print to memory. He'd be able to pick the other out soley based on the way he felt, the way he tasted.
His teeth were gently pressed just under Truthless Recluse's first thumb joint. Soft lips rubbing against it as the other eagerly tasted his finger. His palm was pressed into Sage's chin while his other fingers rested on or near his jaw. Two just above his jaw, feeling the cold bite of the others cheek. His ring finger and pinky rested just below, pressed into his heartbeat. He could feel the slight rise in tempo as he pressed harder. The other whining as his other hand found purchase around his waist.
Truthless Recluse watched the other's face, tracking each emotion that filtered through. He leaned down to the others neck and let his tongue slowly trace upward. He licks all the way up to the occupied mouth, slowly pulling his thumb out to replace it with his own lips. Hands are in his hair instantly. They're cold just like his cheek. He slowly opened his eyes, still locked in the rather heated kiss. Every moment he wanted to watch, see what the other wasn't saying. He pulled away and ripped a needy whine from Sage.
"I've never met someone so cold to the touch, perhaps we could find a way to warm you." His hands slid beneath his shirt, brushing over sensitive nipples. The hands only teased over his skin. They were brought back down to hips and yanked onto a firm lap. Legs on either side of the larger man. Sage grinned wildly and let his hands wander. It wasn't his fault when his finger nails dug into the strong back or when he squirmed on top of the other.
A warm hand presses into the small of his back as words are whispered in his ear.
"You wanted this didn't you? Always looking at me, trying to talk to me." The hot breath made him shiver, he felt the need to snap his thighs closed. "You're so pitiful. Come on show me how desperate you really are." Truthless Recluse was ruthless. He let out a shaky breath before he rolled his hips into the other. The pressure was no where near enough. He shifted his weight and let his hips move with only one helpless thought. He needed this.
His moans were breathy and pressed into a clothed shoulder. Under him he could feel the chains the other wore. Each roll of his hips had him meeting with the studded belt. Hands encouraged him to keep up his pace. The hands were so warm, he could feel the fabric of his gloves. They connected to the under shirt and had him constantly on edge.
He could never hold focus on campus knowing that the other had something no one else got to see underneath. A hiccuping cry fell from his mouth as he moved his hips faster. The friction wasn't enough, never enough. He bit into the fabric in front of his mouth and whined into it. He grasped helplessly onto Truthless Recluse.
He nearly sobbed when his hips were held in place. He had been so lost in the feeling, the desperation, that he hadn't notice the hands move to hold his hips.
He looked up at Truthless Recluse with exasperation.
"Please..." He whined, subtly shaking from all the ripped away pleasure. A hand moved away from his hip to brush away the loose hair in his face before moving to the back of his head.
"So desperate." Was all he got before lips met his again. He was convinced he'd be addicted to the subtle taste of metal after this. Piercings littered the others mouth. A tongue piercing inside nudging and sliding against his tongue. He could feel himself clench at the mere thought of it being pressed between another pair of lips.
The snake bites the other had since high school constantly drove him wild. Now he had the other pressed up against him. The kiss was wet and hot. Fingers tangled in his hair and his arms wrapped around the others neck. He felt like Truthless Recluse was trying to devour him whole. It was a kiss of need and want. Years of separation turned into pure lust. As he was pushed back into the bed, hands slowly slid out of his hair. They trailed down and unlatched untied his sweatpants. A hand reached under the hem and fingers pressed against his cunt. The kiss broke as he moaned at the touch. Truthless Recluse smirked down at the other and rubbed against his sensitive clit with two fingers.
Sage pulled his arms away to hide the embarrassment that etched onto his face. He was writhing like a virgin at a simple touch. It felt so good, it was all he had ever wanted. He lets out a soft cry as two fingers push into his hole. He uncovers his eyes and Truthless Recluse has never looked more smug. While he was distracted the other dipped under his underwear to feel him.
Two fingers spread him carefully, not really aiming for anything. Merely just to feel his insides. They're pulled out of his hole and pants. Truthless Recluse holds them in front of him before sucking them into his mouth. His eyes never leaving Sage as he ran his tongue over the glistening fingers. He pulls them away with a sickening pop.
"Mmm, I bet it taste sweeter from the source." He mutters before pants and underwear are pulled off in one go. Sage should feel a need to cover himself but he wants the other to see what he's done to him. Truthless Recluse runs his hands down plush thighs, spreading him wider. Sage smiles proudly.
"You like what you see Clusy? Perhaps I should be mounted, I'd make anyone jealous." Sage brags as Truthless Recluse shuffles between his legs.
"You're right Sage, I think you should be mounted. I suppose I'll have to do that." He settles between pale blue thighs and instantly goes for his prize. His tongue slowly licking up the others pussy. Sage clenches his toes in pleasure as the other takes his time. Recluse only pulls away to kiss up the inside of his thighs. Nipping them slightly to watch blooming purple take shape.
"I've been so hungry, It must be my lucky day to have such a delightful meal laid out in front of me." His eyes glance up and meet with Sage's. Sage grins and grips onto blond locks.
"If you're so hungry, shut up and eat." With that his head is thrown back, thighs held open as Truthless Recluse dives in. Tongue shoved deep inside him sucking and thrusting at a pace he couldn't keep up with. The piercing in the others mouth has him whimpering helplessly. His thighs try to shut, their shaking increasing. He's only spread wider, somehow, nails digging into his thighs. Truthless Recluse only pulls away to rub at his clit with his tongue.
Sage thinks the pleasure couldn't get better than this. The other had began sucking eagerly at it. He was unaware of how hard he had been yanking and shoving Recluse's hair. In the end it resulted in a muffled moan directly into his pussy. Sage moans louder than before. His mouth parted in a pant as the other started to eat him out again. He was so close, it wasn't fair. He wanted to last forever if it meant the other would stay where he was. Sage wanted to hold off, keep the pleasure coming. What if he never had the blond man between his thighs again? He couldn't risk it, but he also couldn't deny the swelling he felt inside. He was so close.
It was as if Truthless Recluse could sense it too. Two fingers were shoved in besides his tongue thrusting and scissoring him open. The shake in his legs got worse as he moaned brokenly. Heavy breathing was cutting between his cries. Truthless Recluse must have decided the other wasn't close enough because a third finger made its way in and sealed his fate. With a broken cry he came shaking and panting. Tears pricked at his eyes. It was better than any orgasm he had given himself when he thought of the other.
Truthless Recluse gave a few final licks before pulling away. He sat up and Sage could see the wet sheen on his face. He felt possessive with the way the other looked. Something so powerful washed over him. He had just had Truthless Recluse between his thighs, eating like a starved man. Sage couldn't let him go after this. He never planned to in the first place. Truthless Recluse's hands went to his pants slowly unbuckling them he slid them down his hips and threw them to the side.
"Sit up, on your knees, now." The order was short and Sage would be stupid to disobey. He hurried up in his actions, awaiting another request. His hair was grabbed and he was pulled forward. His nose brushed against the others boxers and his eyes glanced up.
"Go on, suck." Sage didn't need to be told twice. His lips spread and he licked eagerly at the others clothed cock. He sucked at it through the fabric hoping the other would allow him a real taste. Soon enough, his wish would be granted.
"Pull them off." His fingers dipped under the hem and yanked. Truthless Recluse assisted him in taking them off fully. Sage was ever so pleased by the sight he had. The tip was strained red, pre-cum springing from the top. It was curved so nicely that Sage couldn't bare the thought of not having it in him. Truthless was so perfect. His hands found the others hips to hold onto.
Sage may be the star of this performance, but he needed to return the favor to his co-star. He licked at the tip slowly, letting himself finally taste the other. His tongue circled the tip before sinking down. Truthless Recluse gathered up his hair into his hand. Sage hummed as he sunk further down. He had practiced this moment on smaller toys, now his moment has arrived. However, he gagged halfway down. He slid up and breathed through his nose. The next time down he was able to filling take it. Nose pressing into the others pelvis. He looked up at the other and saw a beautiful sight. It wasn't often the other waivers, yet right now his composure was slipping.
Sage bobbed his head, his tongue rubbing the underside of his cock. Each bob got a shuddered breath out of him. With one hand holding the others long hair, his other hand gripped into the roots to yank him down faster. Sage's eyes widened before he sped up his pace. Taking Truthless Recluse up and down. He couldn't help his eyes wandering back up to the others face. He was pleasantly met with the others mismatched eyes gazing down at him. A flush had taken over his sun kisses complex.
Sage moaned at the sight, the reaction was instant. Truthless Recluse moaned and Sage watched in awe. Two hands now gripped at his roots, pulling him up and down roughly. He happily took what was given to him. Moaning around him like a cock slut. How badly he wanted to be used and degraded. How badly he wanted to be praised. His hands moved up from his hips fingers now scratching down sides. The other's movements became frantic at this small action.
Sage knew the other was close, he felt it in the haphazard thrusts and the fingers twitching in his hair. He reached his hand up under his shirts, searching. Cold metal met his touch and he gentlly tugged. That was all it took for his mouth to be flooded with the others warm cum. He pulled off mouth full. His hair was yanked back and the warm body came to press against him.
"Swallow, Slut." He whispered. Sage listened and felt the hand in his hair loosen. His face was grabbed, pulled to look at the other. He opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue. Truthless Recluse hummed in acknowledgment before their tongues rubbed together. He pressed his thighs together as their tongues moved against each other, barely considered a kiss at this point. Truthless Recluse pulled away and moved to his neck. Nipping and sucking.
Sage's heart jumped at the idea of visible markings from the other. He whined softly as he felt hands caress his waist. His own hands pushed up shirts to gently tug the others pierced nipples. Recluse groaned into him and bit him harder. Sage was dripping with need. He was so desperate he couldn't think straight. He was convinced his brain was leaking straight from his pussy with how soaked he felt.
Truthless Recluse pulled away and pulled the others hands off him. He looked at the other and clicked his tongue.
"Strip." Was all he said before he pulled his shirts off. Sage was quick as always to listen. Yanking off his sweater. Before he could look to the other he was flipped over onto his front. Hips grabbed and pulled up, knees pressing into the bed. The other reaches over to his bed side table and opens the first drawer. He scoffs as he instantly finds what he was looking for. A well used bottle of lube. He squirts some in his hand before rubbing it over his cock. A little more is coated onto his fingers, he rubs over Sage's hole and lets three fingers thrust inside. He hums and pulls them out. He wipes his hand on the bed sheets before one of his hands grab his hip.
Truthless Recluse leaned over him, his hand wrapping around his cock. He guides himself to the others entrance and presses in. He smirks as he slides in easily. It's like the other was sucking him in, needy and dripping for his attention. Sage whimpers into the pillows as he's stuffed fully. The empty ache in his stomach finally quieting. It isn't long before he's bottomed out inside of the other.
Truthless Recluse runs a hand up his spine before once again gathering all his hair up. With a firm hold on his hip and hair, he pulls out slowly before slamming back in. A gasp yanked from Sage's mouth. The pace he sets is brutal. It's as though he's teaching the other a lesson. His hair is pulled with each thrust, the other happily using it as a handle to further his movements. Sage can't hold back the moans ripping from his throat.
Truthless Recluse groaned as well. The tightness of the other wrapped around him so well. He couldn't let anyone else touch the other now that he knew how well his body caved for him. He leaned down to speak to the other, he made sure to keep up his pace.
"You take me so well, you're such a perfect Whore Sage. I think I'll keep you. Use you when I need, what do you think? I know you'd love to be railed each night. You could be all mine, I could be all yours." He emphasized the last words with a harsh thrust that had Sage drooling.
"Please... Please!" His crys were loud as he was pounded into. He felt like his head was all fuzzy as the ruthless pace kept up. He whined loudly when the other pulled out to flip him onto his back. Truthless Recluse was quick to get back inside and keep up his brutal assault. Legs were lifted and soon enough his knees were pressing into his chest as the other towered over him.
"Please what? I can't read your mind Bluebird." Sage sobbed as Truthless Recluse slowed down.
"I wanted to be yours! Please keep going... You have to be mine." He whined loudly hands wrapping around the other to yank him closer. "Be mine please... Wanna be fucked by you, only you."
His cries were received as the other started his brutal pace once more. His smile split his face as sharp canines reflected the light. Truthless Recluse won't lie he's wanted Sage for as long as he can remember.
His helpless stares around campus. Sneaking into lecture halls to see the other present or following him to work to watch him. He'd sit in the bookshop and feel the eyes rake over him slowly. He'd drink in the others squirms when he checked out books. He loved the way the other would follow his every movements. His friends thought he was insane for his actions, for his obsession. However, it wasn't every day a little birdie fell so nicely into his lap longing for his attention.
Truthless Recluse delighted in the moans that spilled from the other. He knew he'd be the last one to hear the other sound this way. No one else would be allowed to touch him the way he would. His nails dug into plush thighs. Thighs he was going to spend each night buried between. Now that he has a taste he refuses to let go. What's better is he knows the others was just as obsessed.
Truthless Recluse was loosing it as he thrust into the warm heat. His moans got louder and he felt more desperate to be near the other. Face pressing into his neck, leading moans directly into Sage's ear. Their moans wrapped around each other like a symphony of pleasure. Recluse was lost in the perfect feeling of the other. Sage was crying in pleasure, tears ran down his face. When truthless Recluse looked up and saw them he lost it. His pace became sloppy as he slowly licked the tears off his cheek.
"Oh witches... Recluse!" Sage moaned out as he came all over the other. Pussy clenching, trying to Milk the other to completion as well. Truthless Recluse huffed and whimpered at the tightness.
"Fuck, Sage." His voice was raspy and drawn out, his hand holding the others face as he leaned in to kiss him. Their lips meeting as Truthless Recluse stuffed him full of his cum. He fucked into him through his orgasm before slowing down and pulling his lips slightly away. He fell on top of the other with a huff, arms wrapping around the other tightly, possessively. Sage's legs were moved into a more comfortable position as he held onto the other. Sage briefly glanced over at the clock before he smiled.
"Happy New year Clusy." He kissed the others head. He could feel his cock softening inside him before the other pulled out. He whined at the overstimulation before the other gave him a quick kiss. Truthless Recluse looked at him and kissed his nose.
"Happy new year Sage." They fell back into an embrace, blankets tugged up and over them.