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It’d been a busy day. Daniel had spent the day with his twin and while it was getting easier to be together and put the past behind them, it wasn’t perfect.

They always have to talk about the past. How they were raised, what life was like for each of them when they were apart, and struggling to survive the changes made to them.

How difficult it was to be apart. How Logan wishes things had been different.

But they weren’t.

And so there’d been tears, and then Liam had told him it was time to leave and Logan had been sad and it was all just… a lot.

But it’s getting better.

The moment he’d gotten in the car to go home, he’d slumped in the seat, so dang tired he’d let his Daddy put the seat belt on him. He’d turned his head towards the window and felt the pull of sleep even before they’d started driving.

It’s the door shutting that wakes him up. The engine is off. Maybe they need gas? He’s tired enough that he doesn’t even open his eyes. His Daddy will tell him when it’s time.

His door opens and he jerks.

His Daddy leans in, expression serious as he unclips Daniel’s seat belt.

“Where are we?” Daniel mumbles, looking around. It’s the end of a road and he can hear the freeway, see where the lights of all the cars are.

“Out.”

“I’m tired,” he says, because it’s true. But he’s rapidly waking up, and his cock is filling with arousal because his Daddy is hard in his pants and that can only mean one thing.

“Not too tired. Come on, princess.”

He’s pulled out of the car, the back door gets opened, and Daniel is guided across the back seat.

“Oh god, Daddy,” he whispers, because it’s all happening so quickly. He can hear his Daddy’s pants being opened and shoved down, and then there’s a knee between his and hands are on his ass, squeezing the flesh.

He’s spanked several times until he squeaks as loudly as his Daddy wants, and then he’s forced to raise his hips while his Daddy pulls down Daniel’s pants.

He expects them to go halfway but his shoes are removed and he’s stripped naked from the waist down, cool air blowing across his skin.

There’s the sound of slick being applied and that means it’s going to be fast. No prep, no warmup, just fucking. Just Daniel taking and being a good boy and being of service to his Dominant.

“Yes, please,” he whispers and reaches back, hands on his cheeks, showing his Daddy his hole like he’s supposed to.

“That’s right. That’s where Daddy goes, isn’t it?”

“Yes, Da—oh!” he gasps, because his Daddy’s hot cock is at his entrance, pressing inside of him and he’d thought there’d be a finger, or a rub, or something but there’s nothing.

Just cock.

“Breathe, baby. Relax.”

“Knot?” he whispers, and the sweet sting spreads through him.

He’s covered completely with his Daddy’s protective weight. His Daddy thrusts in and out of his tight hole, working him looser with each grind and slam of his hips.

Daniel writhes, and then he’s sobbing, and that gets him kissed and praised.

And isn’t that always the point? Isn’t this all Daniel wants in life?

“I’m just yours.”

“That’s right, you are. Only mine. Mine to take care of and mine to use. Mine to love. You’re gonna take a break from your brother, baby. It’s too emotional. You need to recover. Daddy had to pull off the road and fuck you better, didn’t he?”

“I— hum ,” Daniel gasps, because his Daddy covers his mouth so he can’t speak.

“Hush, sweetheart. Let Daddy fill you up now. And then you’re gonna rest and sleep but you’ll have an ass full of come and that suits you so well, doesn’t it? Isn’t that how it feels best? How long has it been since Daddy bred you?”

The hand lifts so he can answer. “Too long,” he says.

“Fuck, don’t I know it,” Liam growls and then he’s done talking and instead focuses on using Daniel just as he wants, at getting the angle perfect, the sensation against his cock exactly how he wants it.

“Yes,” Liam hisses and then he’s flooding Daniel with come.

“Knot?” he asks again.

“No, I want you home first. You can fall asleep, baby. I’ll put you to bed and fuck you in the night. It’s going to be a lot, honey. You need to submit.”

Liam pulls out of him and rubs his thumb over Daniel’s twitching hole, the pressure hard enough that he whimpers and writhes, fucking down into the back seat, wishing he could come.

He’s spanked again, sharp and thudding, and then the door closes and he’s left in the back to rest.

Daniel is asleep before they’re back on the highway.

He’s mostly asleep as he’s carried into the house. He’s stripped of his shirt before bed. Clamps are put on his nipples and he whines at the sensation. His hands are cuffed and attached to the bed frame and he’s put on his side to sleep. He knows what that means.

He’ll be fucked soon.

Daniel’s still exhausted but it’s harder to sleep now with his hands cuffed and his nipples throbbing from the clamps. His cock aches in his cage and the bed is too big without his Daddy there. Inside him.

“Sleep, Daniel.”

“I need you. I’m empty,” he says as the covers are pulled up over his naked body.

“Rest. I have a few things to do first.”

“I can’t. Daddy, will you—” His breath hitches. He wants everything. To be fucked, to come, to have the clamps pulled.

Liam waits.

Daniel can feel his Daddy staring down at him.

“What do you want, baby?”

“Anything,” he finally whispers, because it’s true.

His Daddy laughs. “Greedy slut,” he says fondly. The covers are taken down and Daniel writhes, starting to blush in embarrassment at being revealed and exposed. His cock is fondled, his balls roughly pulled until he’s twisting and trying to get away.

But he can’t. And that’s what he needs. To know he’s caught. That things will happen to him and he’ll have to endure. And that it will make his Daddy hard and proud to have him.

“Be a good boy, baby. You’re where I want you, and I’ll use you tonight, won’t I?”

“What if I’m too tired?” he whispers and tries to ride down on his Daddy’s fingers. His Daddy is pinching his taint, rolling the skin between his fingers, and all it’s doing is turning him on. Making him wet.

“That’s not an option, honey. Daddy needs you.”

He closes his eyes but the tears spill out anyway. It’s a relief. It’s what he wants. His Daddy rubs over his hole until it’s warm and sensitized. He spanks Daniel with two fingers, over the slick, puckered entrance, and then he pushes a finger in and tugs down so Daniel jerks and cries out, fully aware that there is no escape.

“There you go. Nice and ready. I’ll be back, honey. Go ahead and sleep.”

He’s aroused now. Burning with lust, so needful in his hole that it hurts and takes all his attention. He mewls in discomfort, trying to raise his hips and offer his ass.

“Good boy. That’s how Daddy wants you,” Liam says before he pulls the covers back up and leaves Daniel there to cry himself to sleep.

He’s dreaming about his Daddy when suddenly there’s a hand over his mouth and a cock probing between his cheeks.

Daniel whimpers and tries to wake up.

“Shh, it’s alright,” his Daddy says, and he’s filled in one brutal thrust. He spasms around the invading hardness, and Liam groans at the pleasure, the relief of getting his cock inside his boy. “Tight hole, honey.”

It is. He lies there acceptingly as he's rolled so he’s face down in the bed and then he’s taken hard and rough, having no choice but to stay relaxed and docile.

“Good boy. Just sleep and Daddy will get what he needs.”

Daniel can’t help but make a sound, quiet and weak as submission rolls through him. He doesn’t even try to open his eyes. He can’t. He’s tired and dropping, and then there’s a knot tugging on his rim, catching and stretching with each withdrawal.

It’s hard to stay awake. The clamps are taken off and he cries out as sensation returns.

“Fuck, you’re beautiful, Daniel.”

And then the knot is full-blown and his Daddy moans and grinds deeply inside him, cock twitching as his balls unload and Daniel’s passage is filled with hot come. “Rest, honey. Daddy isn’t done,” he says.

Daniel wakes to his Daddy pulling out and then whines as he’s filled with a heavy, bulbous plug. He struggles at the widest part, leg sliding up the bed, head rising off the pillow. Then it’s in.

It sits on his prostate, squeezing his glands, and he shudders at the horrible weight of it all.

“Sleep, baby. That fits just right.”

“I can’t,” he mumbles.

He’s kissed on the shoulder and held in strong arms.

Daniel releases in the night, half wakes just as his own body spills, in the middle of a dream where his Daddy is breeding him in front of everyone.

He’s wet but tired, too tired to protest, and he goes back to sleep.

He wakes as the plug is withdrawn, a mess of come and slick slipping out of him just as his Daddy grunts in pleasure and feeds his cock into Daniel’s wide-open hole. He’s fucked and knotted, the clamps are put back on, and despite it all he’s falling back asleep.

Daniel has no idea how much time has passed when the plug presses against his hole. It’s huge and cool, something new. It’s a struggle to take, and he begs for his Daddy to let him sleep, to have only his Daddy’s cock inside. Once it’s seated, he can hardly speak because the sensation is so demanding.

Heaviness and weight. Somehow, he falls back asleep.

Daniel dreams he’s looking for a bathroom but can’t find one, that he’s going to wet himself, when he wakes up because the plug is being removed from his hole.

“I have to pee,” he slurs.

“I bet. I unlocked you. Get your cock out and let yourself get hard.”

Which is when he realizes that one hand is free. Daniel fumbles with his cage. He spills out of it and instantly starts to harden. “I don’t have to touch myself; it’s happening.”

“Good boy. That’s right.”

It’s the most evilly pleasurable sensation he’s ever felt and he shivers. His bladder is full. His cock is hard and he can’t come. He’s being fucked again.

“Daddy, I can’t,” he pleads. He turns his head, needing to be kissed.

His Daddy kisses him, but his hand slides over Daniel’s hip and cups his flat stomach, stroking gently across the sensitive skin.

“I have to pee,” he whispers, just as his Daddy presses on his stomach and grinds deeply into him. He feels the knot expanding and knows he’ll be tied to his Daddy once again, but this time he’ll be hard, desperate to use the bathroom.

His Daddy is so selfish. His Daddy is using him like a toy. A thing. His discomfort and lack of sleep don’t matter. His bladder will have to wait—and Daniel loves every moment.

“I love you, baby.”

“I love you, too, Daddy. Thank you. Thank you so much,” he says, and lets the weakness have him, finally safe with his Dominant.