Ride You With Triumph

Minx

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Beam was swinging his hips in the air. The beat of the music was propelling through his veins, Forth was somewhere getting them drinks whilst he danced around. They were at some popular nightclub. It was good for them to get out of the BDSM thing for a while. Normally, Beam would have his pretty apron on with his collar around his neck whilst he cleaned the house for Forth. Beam was basically Forth's sugar baby, but they didn't like to put labels on things. Apart from, you know, the whole dominant and sub thing.

Forth worked hard too, so Beam would always be there to as a stress reliever. Which basically means Beam gets down on his knees and lets Forth fuck his throat for as long as he wants until he come. Forth was a CEO of something, Beam had asked but Forth always just told him that work was work and home was home, two things that don't mix.

They had only been in the club for about ten minutes and three guys had already hit on Beam. That's why Forth had gone to get drinks, he was already reaching his limits. They just didn't fathom that Forth loves Beam and Beam loves Forth. Beam also loved that Forth could easily consume him in his arms and fuck him. He could bend him in half and just use him as his own. Forth—or Daddy–could just overpower him. He could push him up against the wall and scratch up his back against the wall as he pounded in and out of him.

The thought of Forth pounding into him caused him to sweat a little more. His skin gleaming gorgeously, he noticed that a few more men around him had noticed and one was now pressing up behind him. "Hey gorgeous, what's a pretty boy like you doing all alone?" He asked, breathing hotly against Beam' ear.

Beam shied away from the touch of this broad-shouldered man behind him, "I-Uh I'm not alone. M-My boyfriend's-"

"Left you alone. What a pity, and in a pretty little skirt too? Damn baby." He whispered. Beam was wearing his most favourite skirt. It was short and hardly covered his bum or thighs, it reached halfway down his thighs and matched the tight tank top he was wearing. A pretty velvet skirt with white and red top. He was wearing black pumps and knee-high white socks too. "Maybe you should come home with me, I bet you'd look beautiful, tight ass around me love."

Beam whimpered and shivered. "Get the fuck away from what's mine." Forth expectorated. Beam looked over and saw him glaring at the unnamed man behind him. "Now."

"Alright dude," He removed his hands from Beam' hips, "Chill out."

"I'll chill out once you kindly fuck off." He ground his teeth together. Forth was totally gone, this was the fourth guy to openly flirt with Beam and one of many to give Beam hungry eyes. The guy must have noticed that Forth wasn't fucking around—and that Forth was much taller than him-- so he backed away with arms up in yield. "Thank you."

Forth grabbed Beam hand, shoved the drinks in some random boys' hands and stormed off, dragging Beam with him. "Fucking hell," Forth spat as he pushed Beam up against the wall of the bathroom, "Letting that guy touch you up, feel your curves... fucking mine you whore." He grunted and Beam whined.

"'I'm sorry Daddy."

"Everyone in here, trying to get you to bend over for them, wanting your pretty little ass."

Beam whimpered when Forth started sucking on his neck, "Don't want them, want you, only you Daddy."

"Mmm, that's right... you're my baby boy. Daddy's baby. Daddy's going to fuck you nice and hard," He breathed, nipping on Beam' gorgeous collar bones. "Up against these-" Forth stopped for a minute, beaming as he pulled back. "Daddy's going to let you ride him whilst we drive home."