Page 54 of Inhuman Nature

“Just see what’ll happen if you come without permission, Shaun.” Rake descended on Shaun’s cock once more, a wonderfully strained cry escaping his lips.

DJ’s hand had slowed on his dick, most likely to stop him from coming even with the cock ring on. “Please can I torture him a bit more too, Sir?” he asked.

“What a wonderful idea,” Rake said.

DJ knelt back down, and they licked up and down Shaun’s shaft together, tongues tangling as their mouths met aroundthe head. They’d never done this before, and Rake was putting it on his mental to-do-again list. The combination of Shaun’s natural taste and DJ’s hot mouth had Rake straining in his boxers. He stood, leaving DJ to suck Shaun alone as he undressed.

“Shaun, sweetheart, would you prefer I fuck you before or after you come?” Rake asked.

Shaun whimpered and spurted cum all over DJ’s hands and face.

“Well,” DJ said. “That answers that question.”

“Oh, god,” Shaun said. “Untie my arms right now so I can cover my face.”

Rake knelt on the bed over Shaun, hands at the ready. “That’s not your safe word. Are you red?”

“No, I’m just being dramatic,” Shaun said, a satiated smile turning up the corners of his lips.

Rake leaned over and kissed him. “Despite the hilariously perfect timing of that, you still came without permission.”

Given Shaun’s lack of a need to breathe, Rake wasn’t apprehensive about putting his hand around Shaun’s neck, squeezing softly. His hand and the rope were poor substitutes for what he wanted to be there instead. But, it would have to do for now.

“I’d normally punish DJ for this kind of infraction.” Rake let the statement hang there, allowing Shaun to process what he was saying.

“What kind of punishment?” Shaun asked, throat flexing under Rake’s hand.

“The fun kind!” DJ said between licks of his cum-covered fingers.

“And only if you consent to it, Shaun,” Rake added.

Shaun wriggled on the bed in a way that made Rake’s dick twitch. “Can you tell me what it is first?” Shaun asked. “And if I don’t like it, I won’t have to do it, will I?”

Rake ran a hand through Shaun’s hair, mussing up the ginger curls. “There’s always a difference between things you don’t want to do because they’re hard limits, and things you don’t favour, but you’ll do for your Dom to please them. I won’t ask you to do anything like that yet, though.”

“It’s like when Rake puts me on speech restrictions,” DJ said, propping himself on the other side of Shaun. “I fucking hate it, but that’s why it’s a good punishment, because it still gets my dick hard to know Rake’s in charge. If I genuinely didn’t want to do it, then Rake would respect that. He’s a good Dom that way.”

The look DJ shot Rake was so full of love and affection that he couldn’t resist leaning over and pressing their lips together. It was even better for the kiss to happen right above Shaun, who squirmed on the bed under them.

“That’s another for language, Deej,” Rake said when he released DJ’s lips. “Don’t think you’ll get away with it just because you complimented me afterwards.”

DJ’s mouth crooked into a smile. “I thought I couldstrokeyour ego enough you might forget.”

“The way you said ‘stroke’ there isn’t gonna distract me, either.”

“How do you usually punish DJ?” Shaun asked.

“Various ways. His arse gets nicely darker when I whack it with a wooden spoon. Doesn’t let him forget about it in a hurry either.”

“Having to sit on those bloody chairs at work with a bruised arse is the real punishment,” DJ said.

“I… I think the spoon might be too close to the cane,” Shaun said quietly.

“Then we’ll avoid it.” Rake slid a palm up Shaun’s thigh. “What about my hand?”

“Could I see you doing it to DJ first?”

Oh, nowthatwas an idea. “I’m sure DJ will be a willing test subject.”