Serving Mr. Right (3 page)

He moaned, goose bumps covering him. "Fuck. Shit. Cocksucker. Anything, just need it."

Tony laughed again, the sound full of fucking joy, and that hand came down, good and hard, over and over.

Fire built in Finn' ass, his thighs spreading, his balls heavy and swinging.

"Fucking sexy." Tony's words rang true.

"More. I need."

"I know what you need."

"Then give it to me, damn it." This was the best game ever.

"When I fucking say, baby. Someone's forgotten how to be patient." Tony began to lick his ass, tongue drawing patterns in his burning hot flesh.

"No one knows how to make me." His head dipped between his arms, his chest heaving.

"I do, baby. And you know it." Mouth opening, Tony bit his right cheek, teeth digging in.

"Fuck!" He jerked forward, hand grabbing his cock and jacking hard. The act was instinctive, immediate and perfectly necessary.

Suddenly he was on his back again, his wrists in Tony's hands. "I see I need to tie you up."

"Tony!" His hips rocked up, humping the air desperately.

"Yeah, baby?" Tony was looking around, and a wicked smile settled on his lips.

The fingers around his wrists were like iron bands, holding him tight, holding him down.

"One of my ties should do nicely." Tony pressed his hands into the pillows above his head. "Do not touch yourself, baby."

Finn nodded, hips still randomly fucking the air.

"I
will
punish you if you do." With that Tony slipped off the bed and went to his closet.

Oh, God.
Oh, God
. Finn's mind spun. He didn't want to be punished, but he wanted to know what Tony would do, how far Tony would go. He needed to know. He waited until Tony turned around to see, then started to drop one hand.

Tony's low growl sent a shiver down his spine that settled right in his balls. "You going to push me, baby? I'm going to push you right back." Tony grabbed a second tie and brought both back to the bed with him.

"I want to know the rules, the edges." He wanted to know what punishment was, where Tony wanted to take him.

"You can't tell me you didn't know you weren't allowed to touch yourself--I said it twice already." Tony climbed back on the bed, straddling his thighs. "I am going to bind your cock and you aren't going to be able to come until I've had my turn. Until I've fucked your ass into the mattress and come deep inside you. Then, when I'm done, I'll let you come. Maybe."

"I've missed you, so fucking bad." The words escaped him, slipped right out of his lips, but he meant them. He'd been a spoiled brat, but now he wasn't scared.

"Good." Tony leaned in and kissed him, hard.

He wrapped his arms around Tony and held on, tight.

"No one's ever come close to you." Tony held his gaze as the words spread a warmth through him. "No one."

Sitting up again, Tony wrapped one of the ties around the base of his cock, and his balls. Oh, fuck yes. He groaned, rubbing his burning ass on the sheets.

Tony laughed and shook his head. "Baby, you are the most impatient man I know." Tony tightened the tie, almost to the point of pain, then tied it off. Strong hands grabbed his hips and held them still against the sheets. "I decide what sensations you get, not you."

Finn was going to explode in pure joy. Pure. Fucking. Joy.

Grabbing his wrists, Tony wrapped the second tie around them before tugging them up and attaching the tie to the headboard. "Now you can't touch what you're not allowed to touch."

He tugged, testing, but the ties held.
Yes.

Tony shifted, spreading Finn's legs and settling between them, one knee pushing hard against his burning ass. He bore down, getting more heat.

"Such a pushy boy." It didn't sound like a complaint at all.

Finn nodded. "I'm the boss."

Tony laughed, eyes dancing. "At the restaurant. We're not there now."

"You mean you're not going to say 'yes, chef'?"

"No, but you can say 'yes, sir.'"

"Yes, sir." The words came, so easily.

Humming, Tony reached up and twisted his nipples. "Want the rings back."

"Please." He'd loved them, loved the eroticism and the naughtiness.

"Tomorrow." There was a promise in that single word.

He nodded furiously, his cock leaking on his belly. "They'll be swollen and aching tomorrow." And he was going to come so hard.

"Mmmhmm. Perfect."

"Yes, sir."
Now, let's fuck
.

Tony grabbed the slick and wet his fingers. Then the man began to tease, fingers sliding against his hole but not breaching.

"Tony, you evil tease." His eyelids got heavy, Finn's focus on his ass.

"Guilty as accused." Tony winked and kept fucking teasing.

He wiggled and shifted, trying to convince Tony to commit.

Tony sat back, shaking his head. "Who's in charge here, baby?"

"I need you. I ache for you." He was having fun.

"And you didn't answer my question." Tony flicked his right nipple.

"I am." The sub was the one calling the shots, ultimately. "And I'm going to give my control to you."

"Look at you, all grown up now." Tony looked pleased as punch.

"It happens to the best of us."

That laugh was amazing. Then Tony pushed two fingers inside him, just like that. Finn's breath whooshed out of him, his hands opening and closing.

"I'm going to show you just how good it can be," Tony told him.

"I fucking love your promises."

"I always keep them." Tony's fingers danced inside him and it was like coming home.

He nodded, fingers curling around the ties that held him. A third finger pushed into him, Tony jabbing in hard.

"Fuck!" He couldn't decide whether to pull away or push closer.

"That's coming, baby." Tony nudged his balls, quite firmly.

His legs drew up, knees almost up to his armpits.

"You're still pushing."

"Uh-uh." He was being good.

Tony swatted his exposed ass, the fingers inside him jerking deeper. He gritted his teeth against the burn, the ache.
Fuck, that hurt.

Then Tony's fingers slid away, leaving him so empty.

"Sir. Sir, please." He wasn't too proud to beg.

Nodding, Tony worked on the condom. "Need your tight little ass."

"Good, because I need your cock plugging it."

"I know."

Tony settled between his legs again and finally pushed the head of his fat prick into Finn. The burn when it popped in made Finn grunt, pushed a growl from him. Tony didn't slam right into him, but the man never stopped moving, sinking in slowly until he could feel Tony's hot balls resting against his aching ass.

His abs were screaming and Finn had to lower his legs, and that just seemed to shift Tony inside him. Tony grabbed his feet and put them over the broad shoulders, which rolled his ass up a little and Tony sank even deeper. The grin Tony gave him was wild. Finn's eyes crossed and he tried to move, but those iron band hands held him down.

Tony began to pound into him, slamming their bodies together now like there was no tomorrow. His breath found Tony's rhythm and they joined together, bodies beating against each other.

It was so fucking hot--fast and furious and needful. Perfect. Christ, it was what he needed. Tony had staying power, too, the hard thrusts not stopping, not even slowing.

Words tumbled from Finn--filthy, desperate curses, wild pleas. Everything. Each one made Tony punch in harder.

Finn was going to die, expire from joy.

Tony slid a hand around his prick, moving it all the way down to where the tie was tightly wrapped.

"Good games." He loved this.

Grinning, Tony nodded and began to jack him, the tie feeling even tighter now. His toes curled and he focused on bearing down, squeezing Tony tight.

"Mmm. Yes." The jacking got faster, Tony squeezing his prick tight.

"Harder. Please. Please, Sir." God, he wanted to come.

"Fucking love that word in your mouth."

He loved being able to say it--please and sir.

Tony pushed harder, fucking him like a machine. Everything faded away, melted but the pressure in his balls, in his ass. Tony didn't look like he was ever going to stop, or take off the tie. All he could do was submit, let Tony drive him.

Higher and higher he went, just soaring.

"Tony. I can't..." It was huge.

"You can." Tony undid the tie around his cock, releasing him suddenly.

"Oh, fuck. Yeah. Yeah." He arched, ass jerking faster.

"Give it to me, Finn."

He nodded, but it didn't come, he didn't shoot. "Tony! Help me!"

Tony slammed in again, fingers grabbing the ring in his prick and twisting it viciously. His bones rattled with the force of his orgasm, pleasure making the world gray. Tony kept moving, kept his orgasm going. He heard Tony cry out, but it seemed distant, almost quiet.

When things finally came back into focus, they were lying under the sheets in the dark, Tony's cock a solid fucking rod inside his ass.

"Wow." It was the best he could do.

Tony's chuckle was soft and husky. "Fuck yeah."

He nodded, stretched, body moving on Tony's cock.

"You're insatiable, baby."

"I'm sorry." He wasn't, not really.

"No you're not." Tony bit at his shoulder.

"No. I'm not."

That made Tony cackle. "God, I've missed you."

"Ditto." He couldn't stop smiling.

"Good." Tony kissed him again, slowly, but for a long time.

Something in the center of his chest felt like it was going to crack open, bust apart.

Their eyes met as Tony ended the kiss. "You staying the night?"

"I was hoping you'd let me, yeah."

"I'll let you--I want you to."

"Rock on." Finn wiggled, tugged at the ties around his wrists. "You taking these off?"

"I don't know--they're kind of fetching."

"Fetching?"

"Yep. Fetching." Tony's fingers slid down his arms, the touch amazingly gentle.

"Look at you, fetching me right over." He winked.

"Dork." Oh, fuck. Yes.

"Sir Dork to you, baby."

"Sir Dork. I like it." He cracked up, so fucking happy. "Tell me we'll go somewhere decadent for breakfast."

"I'm taking you to McDonald's."

"Okay, we're totally breaking up."

Tony chortled and rested down against him, snuggling in, the body heat melting him.

"You've changed," murmured Tony. "Just enough."

"I grew up. I figured out who I was."

"What you need." Tony's gentle touches slid back and forth across his belly.

"Who I needed."

"It took you longer to figure that out, didn't it?"

"It took seeing you walk away again and knowing that it was up to you, whether you wanted me, too."

"I never stopped wanting you, Finn."

The words heated him, all through. "Does that mean I get to see you again?"

"I think you'll find I'm going to be a lot harder to dump this time around."

"I think I'll put a table in the kitchen so you never need a reservation again."

Tony's smile bloomed slowly across his face. "Oh. Thank you, Finn."

He leaned up and kissed Tony's shoulder. "It's my pleasure."

"It makes your words real."

"I'm not a kid anymore, man. I know who I am."

"I hope so." Tony's fingers slowly climbed his arms to his wrists where they played with the knot on the tie that held his hands to the headboard.

"I have two days before I have to go back to work..."

"Then I can leave you tied to my bed and have my wicked way with you over and over again."

That was the fucking plan.

"If you're up to me..." Finn had to tease.

"Oh, you're the one who's going to be playing catch-up, I'm sure."

He laughed, the joy of playing too big to hold in.

Tony shook his head. "I think I've heard you laugh more tonight than in all our time together before."

"Is that okay? I'm totally over being deep and bitchy."

"It's fucking stunning."

He sucked in a breath, letting himself feel the relief.

Tony kissed each of his wrists, then made sure he was comfortable, leaving him bound to the bed.

"You're staying, aren't you?" He didn't want to be left alone, tied here to Tony's bed.

"Where would I go? All the action is happening right here."

Finn snorted, but answered. "That's me, Action Man."

Tony reached for his prick, jacking it slowly. "Let's see how much action we've got going here."

His eyelids got heavy, his balls aching almost gently.

"You ready to go again, Finn? You just that big of a stud, or am I particularly inspiring?"

"You're my biggest fantasy, my Sir." He loved Tony. Still. He couldn't meet Tony's eyes.

"Fantasies don't do this." Tony pressed a finger against his slit.

He groaned, the touch hard enough to sting, burn the barest bit.

"Yeah, that's right. I'm right here and ready to blow your fucking fantasies out of the water."

This time he did look, meet Tony's gaze. Tony smiled at him, the look wicked.

"Evil man."

"Oh, baby, you have no idea. None." Tony actually laughed when he said that.

"You can't have learned that much."

"Is that a challenge?"

Oh, hell yes, it was. "Uh-huh."

"I'm not sure you have enough time off." Tony winked, finger drawing a line from the top of his breastbone on down.

His belly went tight, hard. "I might have to take a vacation."

"You might have to take two."

If anyone could convince him, it would be Tony.

"And I'm going to need more ties."

"Mmm. You might need lots of fun toys."

"Oh, I've got toys."

Finn chuckled and played along. "GI Joe? Transformers?"

"Oh, Transformers... I wonder if there's an adult line of those. You know, plug by day, vibrator at night."

"Oh, that was awful." Kind of wonderfully awful, actually.

Tony just laughed. Fuck, the man looked good happy.

Finn reached to cup Tony's cheek, stopped short by the ties.