Luca/CK

[knowmyplace]

[Continued from here.]

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[countthecats]

"What, I don't get to have some secrets?" It's an extensive collection. Perhaps he'll only show Luca part of it.

He turns his attention back to Luca's cock, finally pulling the zipper all the way down and reaching in to slowly, slowly ease it free. His eyes flicker back up to the man watching him. "You do." He kisses Luca's cock, smiling at the taste, the smell. Everything he remembered from that fevered night before. Runs his tongue up it, exploring.

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He slides his hand under the table, fast into his hair.

"You don't," he tells him firmly, an edge to his voice. "Not yet."

Fortunately, in this case, CK is correct. He wants to take his time. To enjoy this moment.

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CK winces, but even before he started this spiral into self-loathing, he always liked a bit of pain. He grunts as his cock twitches, panting as he stares up at Luca. "You- you don't want any more surprises in your videos?" He murmurs the words against his shaft, punctuating it with a gentle nibble, then a kiss. He shifts so he can slide a hand into Luca's pants and cup his balls, feeling their weight as he gently caresses them.

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"Hm," he murmurs, massaging his fingers in his hair as he tries to think straight. "Surprise me in personal videos," he tells him. "God knows I deserve those, yeah?"

He keeps his fingers firm in his hair, but not angry or annoyed now - simply giving him a rough touch he's seen CK give himself.

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"Maybe I'll have to buy things special for your videos, then," CK whispers, before finally swallowing Luca to the hilt. His tongue works along the side, back and forth and up and down, as his head starts bobbing, still slow, but with more focused intent. He wants to find out what makes Luca tremble, what makes him unable to speak, go boneless in his chair. So he pays attention to the reaction he gets for every fraction of an inch he works, and every squeeze and stroke of his fingers. One slips further back, pressing against Luca's taint.

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"Maybe you should," he mutters, growing uncomfortable, feeling his cock harden on CK's tongue. He isn't shy about telling him what he wants and what he likes. CK's damn good at this, and Luca wants to make sure he knows exactly what Luca likes. "God damn, deep...just like that. I want to fuck you like this."

He sinks back in the chair, jerking his hair sharply when he feels that finger close. "Don't get greedy."

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CK gasps and bucks as his hair's pulled, his own cock painfully hard now. After teasing himself all day, he's on a hair trigger and he loves it. If it weren't for the cock ring, he might be at risk of Luca making him come without even touching his cock once.

He wonders, briefly, if he disappoints Luca by not being able to hold out, if he might make him get one of those implants that let someone else control your orgasm. The thought is... strange. Uncomfortable, but arousing. Then he'd really be owned.

But his finger does go back to massaging his balls as he leans forward, taking Luca deeper, swallowing around him and pushing himself to the point of choking to make him happy.

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He holds tight to him again, beyond the point of words now. He shudders, gasping, rocking his hips in the chair into CK'S mouth. He can hear him choking and the sound just makes his whole body warm until he's panting. He uses his hand to dictate the pace if CK lets him, giving him no warning before he's spilling himself in his mouth and down his throat.

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Unable to help himself in his excitement, CK reaches down, squeezing and massaging his own cock through his pants as he lets Luca use him as a fucktoy. Moving obediently under that hand, his body shaking with excitement.

When Luca comes, he gasps and chokes before trying to swallow as much as he can, forcing himself to stay with it deep in his throat, swallowing hard again and again as his tongue works the shaft and his fingers squeeze those pulsing balls rhythmically, trying to milk out every last drop.

Looool

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"Yes," he moans. "Yes, that's so good. Oh...I've been waiting for this all day."

He strokes his hair, appreciative and soft. "Did you touch yourself while you were down there? Tell me how hard you are. I bet you're aching for me to touch you. Let you come. But I don't want you to."

WHOOPS lol

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CK licks him clean, tongue soft and careful on his sensitive skin, before nodding and sitting back, awkwardly hunched to avoid hitting his head on the table, but knees spread so Luca can see the bulge in his jeans and the damp spot growing from pre.

"Luca," he gasps hoarsely. "I haven't- I've been good all day. How much longer?"

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"Come sit in my lap a minute," he tells him. "I want to hold you a while."

He pushes his chair back and holds down a hand for him.

"How do I know you haven't all day? Can I take your word for it?"

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CK crawls out, wordlessly unzipping his own pants and letting them fall to the floor, then his underwear. His cock stands, aching in the open air, red and throbbing against the cock ring containing it. "Is this proof enough?" He climbs into Luca's lap, shivering. "And you saw the video."

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"I did."

He stares at his cock for a moment, pulling him in so it juts right against his stomach. He takes his ass in his hands, spreading him apart and pressing a finger against that tight ring of muscle.

"I'm really selfish, CK. That's what you don't know about me. If we're going to do this, if you want to be with me, then I need this. I don't mind what you do on camera, but if you love me like you say you do, then I don't want you coming without permission, even when I'm not around. Can you do that for me?"

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"Fuck-" Every bit of friction is torture, right now. He presses into Luca, shuddering as his ass is played with. He's trapped, now. Wherever he goes there's more stimulation. CK bites his lip at tries to stay still until he can form words again.

"What if I can't, Luca? I want to. I'm trying. But what if I can't?"

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He leans forward, nibbling a bit at his neck. "Then I'll have to think of some way to make it right," he says. "It won't be terrible. But - I can't bear the thought of sharing you now. Even with yourself. I want you so much. I - I love you so much. You said you love me."

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A gasp, more squirming. He presses back on that finger, his muscles relaxing for Luca just so. "Some way? You mean like-" He stops himself with a whimper. Does Luca even know? He wasn't in the kink scene the way CK was, and even then those implants are some pretty niche stuff.

"I do love you," he says instead. "I love you, I- but you make me so crazy."

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Luca isn't in the kink scene, not outwardly. But he knows. Still, he's not thinking so extreme. Not right off the bat.

He pulls him closer. "Then tell me yes and I'll let you come any way you want."

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His cock rubs against Luca's shirt and he cries out, clinging to him and shaking. "A-anything! Anything you want. I- I'll only come for you." If he can learn how. If Luca doesn't give him permission soon...

[knowmyplace]

He kisses him deeply. "Good," he says, his voice a deep rumble in his chest. "Then come for me," he murmurs. "You deserve it, my sweet CK."

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CK wordlessly pushes back on those fingers, then rocks forward against Luca, fucking himself eagerly. It only takes a couple times before he shudders, leaning forward suddenly to capture Luca's lips with his own as he comes, hard, in a sticky mess between them.

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He keeps his fingers pressed into him as they kiss, as he spills himself, and he claims him with his mouth, one hand at the back of his neck.

"I'm going to take off tomorrow," he promises him in a gasp of a whisper. "Stay here with you. You're so, so good. I can't stand it."

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CK presses his forehead to Luca's, smiling at that. "So you can call in sick with your cock in my mouth?" It'd be their little secret. Nobody would have to know. He reaches up with a soft shiver, brushing his fingers through Luca's hair with a sigh.

"Maybe you could even help me with a shoot."

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He tilts his head, delightfully intrigued by that. "Long as you keep my face out of it." Luca untangles himself from CK and kisses his jaw. "Go take a shower," he murmurs, firm but still, for now, kind. "I'll clean this up."

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"Wouldn't dream of it." He wouldn't want to ruin Luca's career so he's forced to stay home with him.

Hmm. Yet.

He slides off Luca's lap. "Should I keep the door open?"