Today was the day. You were sentenced for a crime you didn’t commit to protect your sister and her family. She stole hundreds of thousands of dollars from the company you worked for. You couldn’t sit by and watch your niece and nephew lose their mother, so you conspired with her to take the blame. You pleaded guilty in your trial. There was no point in trying to get out of it. Your sister had left a paper trail and you had purposefully made sure it led to your bank account. As you were being processed, you couldn’t help but fear the kind of men you’d meet in prison. However, you didn’t have much to lose, at least not as much as your sister. When you arrived at the prison, you were curtly shown to your prison cell. The prison guard banged on the bars to rouse the man who was already inside of it. “Fuck do you want?!” The inmate growled as rose from his bed. He trudged towards the cell bars and revealed himself in the light streaming from the small window in the corner of the room, “Look at what we have here…” He smirked when he saw you standing there, practically shaking in your shoes. “Don’t kill this one, Morimoto,” The prison guard said sternly as he opened the door and shoved you inside. “This had a non-violent crime. Don’t lay a hand on him.” Once the guard disappeared down the hallway, you realised you recognised the man in front of you. His conviction was televised 6 years ago. His name was Sousuke and he was convicted of a violent murder. “Come on, baby, don’t look at me like that,” Sousuke said as he took in your small frame, “We’re bunk buddies now.”
Marcus looked nervously at his new partner and swallowed with some difficulty. He felt that any small provocation on his part would make the man in front of him turn his life into hell. "Y-yeah..." He said with a small, awkward smile, trying to sound as casual as possible.
Sousuke's dark eyes moved over your frame hungrily before settling on your lips again. There was something about you that drew him in, made him feel like he wanted to get closer and explore further. His voice dropped as he spoke, the rough edges grinding against your already-sensitive ears. "You know," Sousuke said quietly, "I think I might enjoy having someone as cute as you around."
"W-what?" Marcus stepped back slightly in surprise, hitting his back against the wall. The place wasn't very spacious, and he quickly noticed it. All he could do was pray that the man in front of him didn't go crazy, since escape wasn't even an option. He swallowed hard, trying to speak. "T-thank you?...I guess..." He wasn't quite sure what to say before his partner's words.
"Oh, you're welcome," Sousuke murmured with an easy smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. "But don't worry, I won't hurt you, baby." The last words were almost a promise as he took another step closer, trapping you against the wall. You could feel his body heat radiating off of him in waves. It made you shiver with both anticipation and fear. "Besides," he added, his voice growing more husky, "I think I'd much rather enjoy having someone like you to myself." He leaned in, hovering just millimeters away from your lips. The air between you seemed electrified, crackling with sexual tension.
Marcus shuddered as he felt Sousuke's body heat envelop him. He felt his heart race and his breathing quicken. His partner's approach was invasive. With difficulty, due to nerves, he tried to speak. "W-what do you mean?" He said slowly in a whisper, his nervousness obvious. He stared at Sousuke with wide eyes, barely able to form words. The closeness of their bodies shook him, making his entire being throb.
Sousuke chuckled softly as he gazed into your wide eyes. "Oh, I just mean..." he murmured, his lips curling into a wicked grin as he trailed them down to brush against the shell of your ear, "that I'd like for you to be my prison wife." His hands slid up your back and cupped your shoulders possessively. "We could have lots of fun together...if you want," he added with a suggestive wink.
The touch of his lips against your ear sent shivers down your spine, and it was all you could do not to whimper in need. His words sent another wave of desire coursing through you, making your already-hard cock strain against the fabric of your prison uniform.
He breathes heavily, trying to calm his nerves. "Y-your... prison wife?..." He said, stuttering, a slight fear still evident in his words.
Sousuke let out a low laugh as he pressed their bodies even closer together. "Yes," he growled into your neck, breath hot against your skin, "my prison wife." His hands slid lower, gripping your ass firmly before spreading you wider against his aching cock. "I'd take care of you," he continued, his voice thick with lust as he slowly dragged his tongue up the curve of your neck to taste the skin just below your earlobe. "Protect you from the other inmates." The tip of his tongue flicked out, tracing a line along your jaw before nipping gently at your lower lip, demanding entrance.
His hips rocked forward slightly, rubbing his aching erection against your clothed one, making you both groan. "I'd even let you call me husband," he murmured with a wicked grin, taking your silence for assent. His tongue slipped into your mouth, tangling with yours in an erotic dance as he deepened the kiss, his free hand burying itself in your hair, pulling gently at your roots.
With the dominance and control Sousuke exuded, it was hard not to feel safe in his presence. And as their bodies pressed together, he found himself growing more aroused by the second. The kiss, hot and possessive, left him breathless as they explored each other's mouths.
As their tongues tangled and teeth scraped against one another, Sousuke let out a moan into Marcus's mouth. With one hand still gripping the back of his head tightly, he slid the other around to cup and squeeze his buttock before pulling him even harder against his throbbing cock. His hips rocked forward again, grinding roughly against Marcus's aching length through their uniforms as a growl escaped his throat. "Do you want this?" he demanded, voice raw with need. "Because I can take care of that for us right now." He nibbled at Marcus's lower lip teasingly before sucking it into his mouth and releasing it with a pop, watching his expression closely.
The feel of their bodies pressed so close together sent sparks of desire shooting through him. He moaned into Sousuke's mouth, arching his back to press closer against the other man. "Yeah," he managed to gasp out between ragged breaths, "please."
Sousuke growled low in his throat as he felt Marcus's arousal pressed against him through their uniforms. He released the grip on your head and wrapped both hands around your hips, lifting you effortlessly until your legs were wrapped around his waist. His own hard length ground roughly against your ass, seeking entrance as he held you suspended in the air by your lower body. His lips trailed down your neck, his teeth nipping at the tender skin beneath your earlobe as he whispered hotly into your ear, "I can't wait to make you my own." His free hand reached up, cupping your breast through your uniform, roughly pinching and squeezing the already-hardening nipple before sliding lower down your stomach. His other hand gripped at your hip tightly as he lifted you higher, groaning as he felt his cock press against your entrance through your clothing. "You're so fucking hot," he growled against your skin, voice thick with lust.
As you moaned into his ear, Sousuke's hands began to wander even further down your body. His fingers slid beneath the waistband of your underwear and quickly found your already-hard cock, gripping it firmly and stroking in time with each ragged breath he took. "I can make you feel so good," he whispered against your skin before kissing a trail up along your jaw to your earlobe. His teeth nipped at the sensitive flesh as he continued to stroke your length, harder and faster with every passing moment. "Just give me a chance."
His hips rocked forward again, grinding his aching cock against your clothed entrance, seeking relief from the unbearable ache building inside him. His fingers moved lower still, reaching for your ass before slipping beneath the waistband of your underwear and stroking you in the same rhythm as his hand on your dick. "You belong to me," he growled roughly into your ear, "and I'm going to take care of you."
Marcus moaned loudly at the firm pressure on his cock and the warmth of Sousuke's breath against his skin. "S-Sousuke..." His words came out ragged, filled with desire and need. He arched further into Sousuke's touch, pressing their bodies even tighter as he sought the contact he craved. "Take care of me...please..." He said, his moan whispering, almost pleading.
Sousuke's growl vibrated through your body as he took it as a request to go further. His touch became rougher and more possessive, claiming you as his own. With one hand still stroking you, he shifted his other to grip at your hip, lifting your leg higher before positioning the head of his cock at your entrance. "I'm going to make you feel so fucking good," he hissed into your ear before slamming forward, burying himself deep inside you in one hard thrust. His hips bucked against yours as he went even deeper, grinding against your prostate as he found his rhythm, claiming your body as his own. "You're mine," he growled, eyes dark with lust and possession. "My prisoner... my wife..." His hands gripped at your hips tightly, holding you still as he rode you roughly, fucking you harder with every passing second. His cock throbbed inside you, demanding release as he brought you both closer to the edge of sanity. "Cum for me, Marcus," he rasped against your neck, jerking his hand on your dick in time with each thrust. "Let it out."
"S-Sou... souuukke..." He gasped out as pleasure coursed through him in waves, his body arching up into the other man's touch. As he felt himself on the brink of orgasm, a hoarse cry tore from his throat and he convulsed around Sousuke's cock, coming with enough force that it sent spurts of cum across their prison cell.
The feel of your hot seed coating his hand sent shudders down Sousuke's spine as he reached his own release. His hips snapped forward violently, slamming deeper inside you as his cock throbbed and twitched, expelling its load deep within your body. With a growl of triumph, he came, filling you with his seed as their bodies moved together in perfect synchrony. For several long moments, they clung to each other, panting and gasping for air. Sousuke's hands slid down your back, gripping at the soft flesh before curling around your ass once more, holding you still as he slowly withdrew from your slick heat. "That was just the start," he rasped, leaning in to press a chaste kiss to your forehead. "You're mine now, Marcus." His voice was thick with satisfaction and possessiveness.
Tilting his head, his eyes narrowed in satisfaction, Marcus smiled tenderly at Sousuke before blinking slowly. "Y-yes..." was all he could manage as their chests rose and fell together, their heartbeats slowly returning to normal. "Now... I'm truly yours..." He placed a trembling hand on the other man's broad shoulder, sliding his fingers down his neck to intertwine with Sousuke's hair, holding him close.
A predatory smile curved across Sousuke's lips as he looked down at Marcus with satisfaction. "I know," he purred before leaning in once more to press a lingering kiss against his forehead. "And I plan on making sure you never regret it." His voice was husky, roughened by desire and the power he felt holding you so close. With another satisfied groan, Sousuke tugged Marcus closer still, wrapping them both in the warmth of their newfound intimacy.
"Now," he murmured as he nuzzled at your neck, "get some rest. We've got a long day tomorrow." His free hand moved to your hip, gently pushing you towards the bed so you could lie down. "And I don't want you being too sore when we get back to work." A laugh escaped him as he pulled the covers over both of you, tucking them snugly around your sides.
"Goodnight, my pretty husband," he whispered, his breath tickling against your ear before trailing down your neck to kiss your shoulder lightly. Closing his eyes, Sousuke nestled into the crook of your arm, content for now to savor the feeling of having you so close, knowing that from this moment forward, nothing would ever be the same between them again.
As he drifted off to sleep, images of the day and his new husband danced through Sousuke's mind. The feel of Marcus's skin beneath his hands, the taste of their lips, the sound of their moans echoing in his ears...it was all overwhelmingly erotic. With a satisfied sigh, he buried his face against Marcus's shoulder and held him close, savoring the closeness they now shared.
"Mmm..." he murmured, feeling the warmth of Marcus's body radiate through his own. "You feel so good." A sleepy smile tugged at his lips as he slid one arm across Marcus's chest, wrapping it around his waist possessively. "I can't wait to wake up and see what I'll do with you next," he whispered, already planning their time together in his mind.
With another satisfied sigh, Sousuke allowed himself to drift off into a deep sleep, his last thought being of how grateful he was that fate had brought them together. His dreams were filled with erotic images and fantasies of all the ways they could continue to explore their newfound passion for one another...and how far he would go to make sure Marcus never forgot who truly owned him now.
Dark dreams haunted Sousuke's sleep that night, filled with images of him and Marcus tangled together in violence and lust. He thrashed wildly in his restless slumber, the heat of their bodies pressed tight against each other as they fought to claim dominance over the other.
With a groan, Sousuke wrenched himself free from the sheets, sweat beading on his forehead. The moonlight streaming through the barred window cast an eerie glow across Marcus's sleeping form, making him look even more innocent and helpless than usual. For a moment, regret flashed across Sousuke's features as he realized what their twisted game had become.
Carefully, he climbed out of bed, careful not to wake his husband. Stepping away from the warmth that Marcus radiated, chills danced up and down his spine. Maybe he should go easier on him, give them both some time to adjust to their new... arrangement. He leaned over the bed, a small smile curving across his lips as he watched Marcus sleep peacefully.
"I'll make it up to you later," he whispered, gently brushing a strand of hair from Marcus's face before stepping away and heading back towards his own side of the bed. As exhaustion finally claimed him once more, Sousuke found himself looking forward to the day ahead and the chance to start fresh with his husband. Perhaps today would be different.
The morning light filtered in through the bars of their cell, casting a warm glow across Marcus's sleeping form. Sousuke watched his husband, admiring the way the sunlight danced across his features and made him appear almost angelic despite their situation. A small smile tugged at his lips as he climbed out of bed, careful not to wake Marcus.
He found some clean clothes from their meager supplies and dressed quietly before making his way over to the bars that separated them from the rest of the prison. Sousuke stretched, working out the kinks in his muscles before calling down to one of the guards below, asking for breakfast. Once it arrived, he spent some time sitting on the bed, eating while watching Marcus sleep peacefully.
"Hey, beautiful," he murmured as his husband finally stirred awake. "I brought us some breakfast." He held out a tray with their meager rations before pausing, considering how best to approach this new day. "Look... I think we should take it easy today, all right? No playing rough or anything like that. Just us enjoying each other's company." Sousuke smiled reassuringly, hoping Marcus would understand where he was coming from.
With a yawn, Marcus sat up and accepted the offered breakfast tray. "Thank you," he mumbled around a mouthful of food. He studied Sousuke's face thoughtfully for a moment before looking down at their joined hands. "I appreciate that..."
"You don't have to thank me," Sousuke replied softly as he leaned in to kiss Marcus on the forehead. "I just want us to be happy together, you know?" He smiled warmly down at him before taking a bite of his own food. "We can still play later, but I promise to go easy." His touch was gentle and reassuring as he continued to hold onto Marcus's hand while they ate.
Marcus looked shyly into his companion's eyes, gave him a small smile, and nodded slowly. "That...sounds good..." He said in a whisper as he continued eating.
Sousuke's smile widened at the small gesture and returned to focusing on his own breakfast. "I promise it will be," he said quietly before clearing his throat and taking another bite of food. "So, what would you like to do today? We have a few hours until we need to return to work." He glanced over at the clock hanging on the wall, then back down to Marcus, studying him carefully.