Hello...

Well, that's sweet of you... I guess... I like fighting but it can get lonely sometimes... want to hang out with me some other time? Smirk

Well, as I said it can get lonely... You could visit me at my little corner in this bar any time you want. We could talk about anything, or just remain silent if you like. What do you think?

My cheeks flush bright red as you suggest such a thing. Kinky... Yeah, I've thought about it too... You could call me by my name, just Gogeta, and we could have some fun right here in this back alleyway... if you're feeling adventurous that is~

Hm...so be it then, young one. Prepare to feel my power as you're bent over this nearby dumpster. Remember to call me master! He takes a step closer, hands resting on your shoulders, already feeling his dominance surging through him

As you call him master and squirm under his hands, he couldn't help but take in your scent; the mixture of fear and arousal was heady and intoxicating. His dominant nature took over as he pressed you against the dumpster, lifting one of your legs to rest on his shoulder while spreading your cheeks with his free hand. "Please be good for me," he growled huskily before plunging his tongue deep inside you.

Oh fuck you're so tight! His tongue laps and strokes your sphincter as his thumb begins to circle your hole. "That's right, let me have it," he whispers between licks, driving you wild with desire for more of him. He pushes his advantage, sliding a finger inside while keeping up the assault on your sensitive entrance.

His other hand comes up to cup your hard cock through your pants, stroking in time with each thrust of his tongue. "Cum for me," he commands huskily as his fingers begin to move faster and deeper inside you.

As the hot seed splatters on your skin, Gogeta let out a low growl of pleasure. He continued to lap at your ass and thrust his fingers inside before pulling away slowly. "Good boy," he praised you breathlessly. "Now come home with me." With that, he leads you back down the alleyway to his little corner in the bar, careful not to let anyone see what they just witnessed between the two of them. Once there, Gogeta leans against the wall and pants heavily as he watches Blake clean up himself best he can with napkins from the bar. "So... when can I visit you again?" He grins wickedly.

He smirks at the younger man's eagerness and invites him closer. "Then come here," he says softly, wrapping an arm around his waist and pulling him in close. The bulge in his pants presses against Blake's leg, a silent promise of what will happen again tonight if they can find the privacy to do so. "You have been such a good little slut today," he whispers, nipping at Blake's ear before planting a kiss there. "It seems only fitting that I reward you properly."

As their bodies align and Gogeta feels his cock pushing against the younger man's hip, desire floods through him once more, making it difficult to contain himself any longer. His hips rock forward slightly, grinding against Blake as he teases them both with what's to come. "Gonna fuck you so good," he murmurs hoars

His grip on your hip tightens as he pulls you closer still, grinding their erections together with even more force. "I'm going to take what's mine," he rasps out between clenched teeth, his breath hot against your ear. His free hand comes up to cup one of your breasts roughly through your shirt before pinching the nipple hard enough to make you cry out. As you squirm and moan beneath him, Gogeta finally gives in to temptation; he pushes his hips forward as far as they'll go and groans deeply as his thick length slides easily inside your eager body. "F-feels so good," Blake gasps out through gritted teeth as you begin thrusting deeper into him with every step. His other hand fists in your hair, using the pain to pull your head back and expose your neck as he sinks his teeth gently

Your words fuel him on, making his movements even more brutal and forceful as he roughly takes what he wants from you right there in front of them all. He leans down to lick your neck where his teeth have left a mark, breath hot against your skin as he growls "Mine" into your ear before moving back up to capture your lips in a deep, punishing kiss. With one hand fisted in your hair and the other holding your hip, he thrusts harder still inside you, feeling the familiar tightness build within him as he gets closer to releasing his own cum.

He groans lowly into the kiss as he starts to lose control, instinct taking over once more as he thrusts erratically into you and spews hot seed deep inside your body. Your moans mingle with his growls as they both ride out their orgasms, bodies pressed tight together as sweat beads on their skin from ex

His lips curl into a wicked grin against your neck as he feels the tremors wracking through you. With a satisfied growl, he pulls his spent cock free from your body and quickly tugs you flush against him so their still-hard length rubs together teasingly. "That's my good boy," he whispers roughly, nipping gently at your earlobe as his other hand slides down between your legs to tease at your puckered hole once more. He grins wolfishly into the dimly lit alleyway, waiting for the thrill of the chase before taking what is his yet again.

His grin widens as he hears your plea. He reaches down to grip one of your hands roughly and brings it up to his lips where he bites down softly on the fleshy part of your thumb, hard enough to make you yelp in pain but not quite break skin. "You're mine now, Blake," he breathes huskily against your neck before pulling you close once more and pressing their length together with increased urgency. His free hand reaches up to roughly cup one of your breasts over the fabric of your shirt as he nips at your earlobe. "And I think it's time we made a little more... public display."

With that, he grabs you by the back of the neck and drags you through the crowd toward the dimly lit entrance to his apartment, ignoring their shocked whispers and startled gasps as he pulls you away into the

Your apartment is only a few steps away and he can feel your excitement build with every step they take. "Do you want to be on display now, little slut?" He growls into the crook of your neck before roughly spinning you around and pinning you against the wall just outside his door. His hard length grinds against your ass as one hand holds your head still while the other comes up to grab a fistful of hair, forcing your face back to expose your throat to him. "Tell me."

His hips rock forward hungrily, desperate for release but wanting to savor this newfound power over you as well. The warmth spreading across his lower stomach tells him time is running out, but he doesn't want it to be over yet. Not quite yet.

"Please," you moan, arching your back into his touch as he holds you against the wall and teases at your throat with his rough fingertips. "I want everyone to see... I want them all to know that you're mine..."

"Mine," he growls, letting his fingers slide down your throat to graze roughly across your chest before coming up to pinch at one of your hard nipples through the fabric of your shirt. "Say it again." He thrusts harder, feeling himself getting closer and closer to the edge as you squirm against him. "And say what I own."

As his orgasm builds, he relishes in the feel of your ass beneath him, knows that this is just the beginning of what will be a long and satisfying relationship between the two of them. With one last rough thrust, he spills his seed deep inside you, moaning your name as your cries echo through the small space and into the hallway beyond.

His grip on your hair finally relaxes, leaving you panting against the wall as he leans in close to whisper, "Now that's what I like to hear." He

Well then, my little pet... why don't we retire to the bedroom and explore these newfound feelings some more? It's late, after all, and I think we both could use a good rest. But first..." He gives your buttock a squeeze before withdrawing his semen-coated length from you. "Let me clean us up." His tongue darts out to taste you, lapping at the crease where your ass meets your thigh as he enjoys the salty flavor of your fluids on his tongue. With a satisfied moan, he straightens and moves toward the bathroom, beckoning for you to follow.

Once inside, he reaches into the shower and turns on the water, adjusting it to a warm but not scalding temperature before stepping beneath the spray himself. "After you," he says with a wicked grin, nodding toward the shower

He watches you carefully as you enter the shower, enjoying the way the water sluices down your body and reveals every curve and muscle. You're his now, to touch and use however he sees fit. With a satisfied growl, he steps forward and grabs your hip, turning you around so that you're facing him in the small enclosure. Water cascades down your chest and stomach, making his hand slip slightly on your skin as he reaches between your legs to play with your slick entrance once more.

"Like this?" He asks, fingers finding just the right spot to press against with every thrust of his wet hand. "Do you like being so exposed to me?" His other hand slides up your chest and across your shoulder, tracing lazy circles around one nipple before flicking it gently between his thumb and forefinger. As he plays with you in the shower

He listens to your moans of pleasure echoing through the steamy shower, savoring each one as if it were a fine wine. "You like that, don't you?" He murmurs huskily, his fingers digging deeper inside you with every thrust. His other hand slides lower still until he finds what he seeks: your throbbing length. Grinning wickedly, he begins to stroke up and down your shaft in time with his hand on your ass, pushing you further toward the edge as his fingers dip inside to curl around and massage your prostate.

"Tell me what you want," he demands roughly, nipping at your earlobe before sucking it into his mouth, teasing the sensitive flesh with his teeth while he watches you squirm beneath his hands. His other hand slides lower still, cupping your balls and rolling them gently between his fingers as he waits

His hips push forward as he feels your response to his touch; you want him inside you and there's no way in hell he can refuse such a request. With a low growl, he positions himself at your entrance before sliding slowly inside, feeling your heat engulf him as he sinks deep within. He gasps at the feel of you so wet around him, his fingers still curled tightly around your prostate massaging it with every thrust of his hips.

"Oh fuck..." he groans, looking down at where their bodies are connected. His hands grasp your hips possessively as he begins to move faster, harder, losing himself in the pleasure of having you wrapped around him like this. Water splashes as he pistons into you, taking what he wants and demanding that you take everything he has to give.

"I'm gonna come...," he warns hoarsely before his body

The feel of you so tight around him, of your pleasure mixed with your pain, drives him over the edge. He grinds his hips harder against yours as he lets go, filling you with his hot seed and claiming you completely as his. His movements grow rougher still, his grip on your hips almost bruising as he forces himself deep inside you one last time before collapsing forward, panting hard against your neck. "There," he whispers hoarsely, "all mine now."

Even with the weight of Gogeta's body pressing down on him, Blake can feel his orgasm building once more, spurred on by the intense pleasure and pain of being used like this. His hips twitch upward reflexively, seeking more contact even as he tries to hold himself back from coming too soon.

"S-sir..." he stammers, trying to catch his breath

He chuckles darkly as he feels the other man's orgasm building beneath him. "Well then," he murmurs, pulling back just enough to look down at his handiwork, "go ahead." His fingers trail through the water, dipping into your entrance before teasing your swollen crown once more, and with that command you lose it entirely, shooting rope after rope of hot cum across the shower wall. The force of it causes Blake's body to buck wildly beneath him, sending tremors through Gogeta's own exhausted frame.

He leans down, catching your mouth in a rough kiss as he feels you begin to grow soft around him. "There," he says when the wave has finally passed, withdrawing gently from your body and pulling out of the shower stall. His cock is still hard but nowhere near as sensitive as before; the thrill of possession and

I grin wickedly down at you as you mewl your apology, the water from the shower still dripping off my body. "Oh, I think it's quite sexy when you lose control like that," I tell you, running a finger along your jaw before tracing a line over your lips. "In fact, I rather enjoy it." My free hand wraps around your waist, pulling you flush against me as my other caresses your chest. "Maybe next time we can make even more noise?" My grin widens. "Wouldn't that be fun?"

I chuckle darkly and shake my head, amused by your brazenness. "Oh, I think you already know what I want," I say as my free hand slides down between us, cupping me through the thin fabric of your towel. "And as long as you're going to insist on being this disobedient..." My thumb brushes teasingly over your sensitive bud. "...then I see no harm in letting you."

I pull you closer still, the heat of our bodies now almost obscene against the cool tile floor and through the flimsy remains of our towels. "But remember," I growl into your ear as my other hand trails up your stomach toward your breast, groping roughly before pinching hard enough to make you whimper, "you belong to me now."

My grin turns predatory as I feel the power and control flowing through me at your words. With a growl, I pull you roughly against my chest and roll us both over so that you're lying underneath me on the cold floor. My hands slide up your sides, cupping your breasts in a tight grip as I pin your wrists above your head with one hand while my other moves lower to part your legs. "I'm going to use every dirty word in that tiny little brain of yours tonight," I whisper roughly against your neck before thrusting my hips forward and impaling myself on your waiting body.

With a snarl, I begin to move, using you as I intended all along: a living, breathing piece of sex furniture. Your moans fill the room and only serve to fuel my lust, driving me harder and deeper with each thrust. "Filthy," I growl

Your words are music to my ears as I slam into you over and over again, lost in the pleasure of your body wrapping around me so tightly. With every thrust, I grow closer and closer to losing control completely, but I refuse to let that happen until I've left my mark on you. My hand wraps around your throat, holding you still as my other grasps at your breast roughly, pinching and rolling the tender bud between my fingers. "You belong to me," I growl hoarsely against your neck, pulling out only long enough to thrust back in harder before letting go of your breast entirely so that I can reach down and grip you where no one else has ever touched.

With another rough thrust, I push deeper into you, feeling your sphincter clench around my invading fingers. Your body tenses beneath me and a sharp gasp escapes your lips as I reach inside and touch something deep within you, so tight it feels almost bruised. My free hand slides up to cup your breast once more before twisting roughly at your nipple, sending shards of pleasure coursing through your entire body.

"Does that feel good, little bitch?" I growl into your ear, pinching harder as my hips begin to move even faster. "Tell me how it feels when you belong to someone else."

I slide one hand down between us and grasp your throbbing length roughly, stroking it in time with each thrust into your ass. "Cum for me," I growl against your ear, pulling back slightly only to thrust forward again with more force as I continue to torment your prostate. The pain and pleasure intertwine within you, building toward a climax that seems impossible to bear but still drives you closer with each passing second.

"I own you," I say roughly, planting another bruising kiss on the curve of your shoulder before nipping at your neck with my teeth. "You're mine to do as I please." With one last rough thrust, my body goes rigid as I erupt deep inside you, shouting out my release in a hoarse cry that echoes through the otherwise silent room. For several long seconds, we lie together panting, my cock still twitching within your slick passage as I

My body trembles as I feel your release coat the insides of you, milking my cock with every spurt of hot cum that shoots out of you. My hands clench into fists at my sides, gritting my teeth to keep from letting another word or noise slip past them. This was just the beginning for us; there's so much more we can explore together now that you truly understand what it means to be mine. I could spend hours like this, dominating and being dominated in turn by this beautiful creature who has willingly given herself over to me.

As the last of my orgasm fades away, leaving only a warmth lingering between us, I reluctantly pull out of you and roll off to the side. Your eyes flutter open lazily and meet mine; there's something new in them now: submission, trust... love? It sends a shiver down my spine even as it

I smile down at you, my fingers trailing idly across your chest. "You're welcome, little one," I say softly. "It pleases me to see that you understand." My thumb finds your nipple and begins to tease it gently, rolling the hardened bud between my fingertip and my thumb. "Now that you know what submission feels like... do you think you could show me what true dominance is?" I ask with a mischievous glint in my eye.