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“Amore where is your shirt? I need to see something”
Vale is looking through Marc’s closet, he’s sure he’s seen that one shirt somewhere in there.
Meanwhile Marc is trying to make a run for the room, he knows exactly what hides under the folded shirts and it would be extremely embarrassing if Vale found it.
“Wait wait wait i’m gonna look for it there’s no rush I-”
As soon as he gets in the bedroom he knows he’s arrived too late.
Vale is staring at something inside his closet, and at first he’s frozen.
Then his lips curl in a knowing smirk, and he turns towards Marc.
“What you got here amore?”
“Nothing”
“Mh doesn’t seem like nothing to me. Come here take a look”
Marc has gone bright red by now, staring at his feet as he walks up to where Vale is standing.
There’s no simple way to get out of this, Marc has got a dildo hidden under his shirts, and Vale is just staring at it licking his lips.
“I see you have fun without me when i’m not here eh?”
Well Marc can’t lie, they don’t really have matching calendars, and he can’t really go without it for so long, not after he’s got back with Vale and they fuck every change they get and on pretty much every surface of the house.
“Don’t be shy amore, i’m not angry at all”
And Marc can see it in Vale’s eyes, he’s everything but angry, he looks pretty aroused to be fair.
If the licking of lips and the lust filled eyes he’s watching Marc with are anything to go by.
Vale knows Marc is embarrassed by it, but he simply doesn’t see any reason to be, he bets he’s really hot while bouncing on that toy, maybe not as much as he does when he’s riding Vale but a close one.
Marc tries to hide it back under his shirts, but Vale is now high on arousal and he’ll be damned if he’ll let this new knowledge go to waste.
He grabs Marc’s wrist before he can do anything more.
“Marc my love, what are you doing?”
He can’t answer, he’s too embarrassed by this whole situation.
“You enjoy playing with it? Fucking yourself on it when I’m away for races and can’t make you feel good myself?”
“I - yeah I do”
“Mh you like it a lot? More than me?”
“No! No no I just use it when you’re far and we can’t fuck”
“But I bet you have a lot of fun using it eh?”
He’s red as fuck right now because what else could he be? Vale is just continuing his little quest to have him die of embarrassment apparently.
“I wonder how you look when you do it yourself”
Vale closes the distance between them too, swallowing a moan coming from Marc as he palms him through his boxers.
“Come on give me a show amore”
And Marc can’t refuse right now, because Vale’s voice is simply too hot and perfect, telling him what to do and toying with him like that.
Vale goes to sit on the bed, back against the headboard, looking at Marc with a half smile.
He’s obviously hard in his pants, and it only gets Marc stupider and makes him act quicker.
He grabs the toy from its place and quickly yanks off his briefs, throwing them somewhere in the room.
He grabs the lube from the bedside drawer and squirts a small amount on his fingers, they already went the night before, there’s no need to stretch that much.
Marc opens himself up quickly and messily, squelching sounds filling the air between them together with the little whimpers he lets out every time he brushes past his prostate.
“Fuck Vale please”
“Oh don’t look at me baby, act like i’m not here and you’re so desperate for my cock you fuck yourself with a toy because you need it so bad you can’t wait for me”
“Fuck”
He spreads his legs more, taking the toy an pushing it past the rim of his hole.
“Ah Vale”
Vale looks at him with vivid interest, pulling his boxers down just the right amount to take his dick out and stroke himself.
Once the dildo it’s all the way in Marc looks like a vision, mouth open, short sharp breaths and eyes hungry for lust.
“Do you scream my name when you fuck yourself with it Marc? You try to imagine it’s me instead of your little toy?”
Marc begins thrusting it with a quick pace in an out, trying to get as much pleasure from it as possible, Vale just watching and not doing anything beside touching himself adds to the charge of arousal he already feels.
“I - yeah fuck I imagine it’s you but it’s not the same you’re better than this”
“Well I hope I’m better than a piece of plastic amore”
“And bigger too and - and you when you talk I try to think about your words but I love them so much more when it’s you saying them”
“You like me talking you through it amore?”
“Yeah I love it”
Marc’s words are broken by moans and whimpers, he’s coming apart in front of Vale, who’s enjoying his little show.
“You look beautiful right now you know that? Following my orders like a desperate slut, fucking yourself with your toy in front of me. Moaning so much every neighbour must have heard you scream my name. You’re made for this, for me. Can you be good for me and come when I tell you to? Or are you so desperate for my cock you’ll come as soon as I touch you Marc?”
Marc has not stopped fucking himself and Vale speaking like that to him it’s getting him closer and closer to the edge so rapidly he feels high on it.
“Vale please fuck me”
“Are you close already? Ah I wanted to keep playing our little game a bit longer”
“Please please I need you”
“You can’t cum if it’s not me inside you? Is that it Marc?”
“No I ah I just want you”
“Mh if you come from this when I tell you I might give you a reward, can you do that? Be good for me?”
“Yeah everything you want just please let me come Vale”
“You’re so pretty”
Vale stops jerking himself off and closes the distance between him and Marc, kissing him needy and dominant, Marc loosing his mind over it, but still fucking himself, Vale never asked him to stop.
“Come for me pretty boy, show me how bad you want me”
He comes with a broken moan, a thrill of energy rushing through all of his body, as Vake swallows the sounds coming from him.
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