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A t home after my shift, Ran comes up to me in the kitchen, caging me with his arms against the wall.

“Would it be OK if I kissed you —I mean, really kissed you? I know it’s not quite four weeks yet, but I really miss your lips, and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about how that piercing is going to feel since I opened my big mouth this afternoon,” he says.

“That was quite a performance. Hope I can live up to your endorsement,” I say with a smirk. My tongue feels healed, so I figure I’m good. “Sure. Missed your lips like crazy, too.”

When his tongue swipes over the piercing a few seconds later, a rumble of pleasure vibrates in his chest. The sound goes straight to my cock. I whimper as it swells and tries to get hard in the cage.

Grabbing Ran’s hips, I pull him into me. Our kiss grows more heated as he slides his hand up my neck and into my hair, holding the two of us together. The way my dick is throbbing against the unyielding restraint of those metal bars is torturous. It’s hot as hell.

“Holy shit, baby,” Ran groans once our mouths are apart.

“I wouldn’t have believed kissing you could get any better, but that ball on your tongue is the hottest fucking thing.

I can’t wait to feel it on my dick.” He catches my lower lip between his teeth, giving it a nip before he sinks his tongue into my mouth again.

After he breaks off the kiss, Ran runs his nose up the side of my neck with a low purr.

“Fuck, you smell good,” he breathes. His breath still hot against my ear, he adds, “I can’t wait until that other piercing is fully healed.

I’ve had some filthy thoughts about stretching out that tight hole of yours. ”

Ran’s hands leave my back, sliding down to my hips. When he reaches around to grab my ass, his grip is tight and possessive.

He delicately nibbles at the crook between my shoulder and my neck for a little bit before sinking his teeth into my skin for a harder bite. He stays there until pain blooms beneath his lips and I squirm in his grasp. When I let out a whine, he drags his lips up to my ear.

“I want my marks on your neck. I want to make you bruise,” he whispers. “I want everybody who comes into that bar and sees you to know that you belong to me.”

My inhale is a hiss. I don’t answer with words, but I arch my neck to expose my throat to him. He lets out a deep, primal growl an instant before I feel the scrape of teeth on my skin.

I’m bigger than him, but Ran keeps me pinned to the wall by the sheer intensity of his desire.

He sucks and bites a line up the side of my neck, staying in each spot until I whimper.

He laps at the pain he ignited, running his tongue over each new mark to soothe the burn before moving onto the next unblemished patch of skin.

I slide my hand between us and start to unbuckle his belt, but he catches me by the wrist. “No. Not yet. I want to take you upstairs,” he murmurs. He leaves one final mark high up on my neck, close to my ear and high enough that I know my collar won’t cover it.

Ran virtually drags me into the playroom.

I undress in front of the full-length mirror because I want to see what that swath of fire radiating up my neck looks like.

Ran catches me eyeballing the dark red blotches and comes up behind me as I step out of my pants, looking at my reflection with me.

“Fuck, baby,” he rasps into my ear as he reaches his arms around me.

I don’t really like looking at myself naked, but something about the way the black lace of my underwear both hides and reveals the metal cage beneath it draws my eyes.

I also can’t look away when Ran plays his fingers over my nipple rings.

“You’re so fucking sexy,” he says as one hand drifts down between my legs to feel the mess I’m making of my panties.

He makes a hungry sound in his throat as he brings slick fingers up to my mouth.

“Put those pretty lips to good use,” he orders, brushing them with his fingers.

“And keep your eyes on the mirror. I want you to watch yourself suck your own precum off my fingers like a dirty girl — my dirty girl.” That possessive light glitters in his eyes, bright and sharp, as he watches our reflection while I lick his fingers clean.

I’m positive my dick can’t be in any more torment than it already is, until Ran runs both of his hands up my arms, bringing them to rest around my neck in the shape of a collar.

My cock wants to be rock-hard, but it’s no match for the steel cage.

When Ran tightens his grip just enough to make breathing difficult, I can’t hold back a whimper that turns into a sob.

I gasp for breath when a wave of pain and pleasure leaves me practically weak-kneed.

“Please, Stud — please .” With every breath I have left in me, I’m begging, looking in the mirror as a dark Cheshire Cat smiles spreads across his face.

“Do you want me to unlock you and get you off?” I’m torn. As much as I love the delicious ache of denial, at this point, I want to come so badly.

I take the decision out of my hands. “You decide. I like giving you control over my orgasms.” Ran shivers a little at my words. “Do you like that?” I ask.

“Oh God, Babydoll, you have no idea. Would you let me do something?”

I don’t have the slightest idea what he has in mind, but if it might get me closer to an orgasm, I don’t care. “You can do whatever you want to me. I belong to you.”

In the mirror, that grin widens. “Good girl,” Ran purrs as he pulls down his pants and underwear all at once. After he steps out of them, he pulls his belt out of the loops. My aching cock and painfully swollen balls throb again.

Ran grabs the key to the cage, pulls down my underwear and takes me out of chastity.

His lips quirk upward when I let out a cry of relief.

He leaves me exposed so he can watch my cock swell before pulling my panties back up and going over to the doorway.

When he points to the floor at his feet, I can’t get on my hands and knees fast enough.

Ran’s hair is tousled and his cheeks are flushed. He caresses my face with a little smile as he looks down at me. “I swear to God, Stud —I would stay on my hands and knees for you forever, just as long as you keep looking at me like that,” I blurt out.

“You’re just the sexiest thing, Babydoll,” he says, his hand still against my face. When he brings his other hand in front of his body, I realize he’s still holding his belt. “And you’ll be even sexier when you crawl for me tonight.”

It’s all I can do to keep from exploding at his words. With a shudder, I squeeze my eyes shut as I try to hold my orgasm back. “Fuck — I’m so close, Stud,” I whine. “I want to wait until you give me permission, but please, please let me come.”

Something else cool and smooth brushes the side of my face, and the scent of leather hits my nostrils. A sudden, sharp constriction around my neck makes me gasp. When my eyes fly open, I’m met with an intensity in Ran’s gaze that takes what’s left of my breath away.

This is someone new. There’s no way that this is the same person a younger version of me played video games and ate pizza and watched movies and trash-talked with.

The man towering over me smolders in his dominance, looking down on me with dark eyes and a roguish smile that sends a jolt of something close to fear down my spine —and into my desperate cock.

Just as the thought flashes through my head that my orgasm is inevitable, a hard jerk pulls that belt tight around my neck, yanking me back from the brink. If I wasn’t on my hands and knees already, I would have toppled over. As it is, my head spins a little.

“Not yet, baby,” Ran says above me. “I want you tohold out for a little bit longer before that big dick explodes, because I want it in my mouth when it does.” I try to suppress the tremor that goes through me as I obediently follow on hands and knees.

Ran stops halfway across the room and drops the belt. He leaves me on the floor as he heads over to the bed and reclines on it. Grabbing his cock, he strokes it lazily as he looks at me.

“Crawl to me,” he commands, his voice husky. I obey, watching him stroke himself as my cock leaks even more into my panties. When I reach the bed, I expect Ran to order me between his legs, so I’m surprised when he scoots to the middle of the mattress. “Lay back,” he says.

When I do, he palms my cock and grins. “Holy shit, Babydoll —the mess you’ve made out of these panties…” He trails off and shakes his head, his grin widening. I lift my hips for him so he can tug them down.

Ran wraps his hand around my dick. “You’ve been such a good girl for me.

” He drops his head and plants a kiss on my inner thigh.

My sigh of pleasure turns into a whimper when he gives me a sharp nip where his lips just were.

He glances up at me. “I want to mark you here, too. But just one — because I’m dying to put my mouth on that big dick of yours.

I can’t wait to see how fast you’re going to explode for me. ”

I don’t have a chance to respond before the sharp tug of his teeth sends a pulsing, beautiful pain through me. When I squirm and cry out, Ran throws his arms over my thighs to hold me down while he leaves another dark red mark on my sensitive skin.

I’m still riding the wave of that pain when he abruptly drops his mouth down onto my cock.

I come almost immediately, letting out a gasp that rises to a scream as I explode.

Ran reaches up and grabs the end of the belt that’s still around my neck, yanking it tight around my neck and leaving a hot vacuum in my lungs.

My orgasm sweeps through me so forcefully that I grab the sheets and writhe to keep myself anchored to consciousness. Wave after pulsing wave of pleasure combined with the lack of oxygen send my brain into orbit as I pump all my pent-up release into Ran’s deliciously warm mouth.

He stays there until my cock stops pulsing and pulls back as he lets the belt around my neck go slack.

I pull in a ragged gasp of breath, panting with my mouth open.

Rising to his hands and knees, Ran sways a little as if he’s drunk as he crawls up my body.

Collapsing on top of me, his lips slam down onto my open mouth as he tugs that belt tight around my neck again.

My lungs burn as Ran spills every hot drop he sucked out of me into my mouth.

Chasing it with his tongue, he lets out a low whine as he feeds my own load back to me.

I swallow down the whole mess and pull in a gasp of air as Ran releases the belt again.

I’m so blissed out on post-orgasm endorphins and Ran’s sweetly wicked smile hovering above me that all I can do is whisper, “Thank you.”

Ran’s grin widens. “You’re welcome, Babydoll. I hope you still want more —” He pushes himself the rest of the way upright and straddles my chest before grabbing his cock, “because I’ve got plenty for you, too,” he says, his words getting choppy as he starts jerking himself fast.

“Will you come on my face?” I ask in a whisper.

“Tell me how bad you need it,” he commands. “Beg me to come all over your face and mark you with my load.”

I lick my lips. “Please Stud, come on my face so I can feel like I belong to you. Claim me. Mark your territory.”

Ran pulls in a hiss of breath between his teeth.

He thrusts forward, locking his hips as he explodes all over the lower half of my face, streaking my cheeks and filling my waiting mouth.

I swallow him down and lean forward, lapping at his slit to catch the last drops.

He looks down at me, still breathing hard with his cock in his hand.

“Goddamn, Babydoll,” he murmurs. “I missed the fuck out of this.” I circle my tongue around his crown, making sure he feels the bead on it.

“Hope it was worth it,” I say. Ran lets out a groan as he nods.