Cheeky little sh*t | C.L.M.

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DAY SEXXXXXX *cough* I mean. six. DAY SIXX. *nods* definitely sex. SIX. I SAID SIX. WHO IS AUTOCORRECTING ME?

once again, an older one. I actually found this one and realised I never published it lols. I kinda get why bc it sucks, but I changed a little bit and now it's decent in the least.
hope y'all enjoy lovelies. tomorrow its Sunday and I am yet am not ready. fml x

please accept these cute puppies as an apology for another sucky one shot

contains: handcuffs, gagging, daddy, baby boy (for Calum), princess (for Luke), dom!Michael*~*~*~*

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contains: handcuffs, gagging, daddy, baby boy (for Calum), princess (for Luke), dom!Michael
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Michael was biting his lip as he thought over what he had planned once more while Calum, on the other hand, was just drying himself from the shower he had taken. Once he was finished, he wrapped the towel around his waist and exited the room, only to see Michael standing there, looking him up and down, his eyes slightly darkened. Undoubtedly from lust.

Calum wanted to say something, but he couldn't decide on what, so he went to bite on his lip as well. Especially when Michael approached him, his hands landing on Calum's towel-covered hips as his darkened eyes looked straight into Calum's.

"You just... You know I can't take you in just a towel, right?" Michael whispered lowly, not sure what to say but hoping it would have the right effect. And it did, because oh my, Calum's knees became weak as his lower region became hotter. Especially underneath this damn towel.

"Then take the towel off," Calum replied in the same tone, smirking at Michael while looking him straight in the eyes. Michael growled, almost tearing off the towel before kissing Calum roughly. Their lips moved fast together, a heap of teeth pulling and clashing, while Michael rubbed his clothed crotch against Calum's exposed one, causing both males to moan.

"You know," Michael then started, his one hand holding a grip on Calum's face and the other on his ass, "I feel like you need a punishment for that. You're a cheeky little shít."

Calum tried to stay confident, but Michael talking like that made him want to beg for Michael to give him some relief. Beg to do absolutely anything. Heck, he'd beg for that punishment. "Maybe you should."

Michael pulled back from Calum and pointed to the bed, trying not to look at Calum's nudity. Because if he did, he would want to give in and just get to it. And he had promised a punishment already, so now he had to set through. "On the bed, back against the headboard."

Calum obeyed, not able to admit out loud how this turned him on majorly. Not that he wasn't turned on already, because Michael just had that effect on him. That was how their relationship worked anyway. On the sexual area, mostly.

Once Calum had sat down, Michael stripped himself of his shirt, before climbing on the bed as well. He then reached for the nightstand, opening the one drawer where he kept what he needed. And as Michael pulled out a pair of handcuffs, Calum found himself swallowing harshly, his length throbbing and needing release more than ever.

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