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General RP The Man Kept His Socks On (Knight_of_None)

Lyrin shifts his hips forward, tipping his head back against the rack. His breaths were heavy and quick, another moan escaping his lips, "I-I-"
 
Billy pulled Lyrin's cock out from his pants gebtky, stroking on him slowly abd lightly, his fingers careful to give him only the faintest tastes of pleasure as he caressed his member. "I think you should." Billy purred out , leaning closer. "Don't be shy."
 
He moans softly, lips parting. His hips move forward slightly, fingers grasping onto the shelf. "B-Billy-" He shifts slightly.
 
Billy leaned forward, his breath tickling along Lyrins skin. "Do you want more?" He said as he started to graze his thumb along his tip. His grip got a bit firmer, adding pressure on him. "You'll have to ask your Master properly, hm?"
 
Lyrin's eyes glaze over slightly, his breaths sawing in and out of his chest. He moves his hips again, trying to grind against Billy's hand. "P-Please. . ." He rasps, nails digging into the shelf he was holding on to.

"More, please~"
 
Billy grinned like the devil, enjoying Lyrin's words, his hand rubbing on him faster, his light touch getting tighter and more rough. "You're still forgetting the proper titles, I don't think you want it bad enough..." he teased in his ear. Billy was ramping Lyrin up, but as quickly as he was willing to play with him, he was more than willing to edge Lyrin some just so he could witness his desperation grow.
 
Lyrin lets out another moan, covering his mouth. His cheeks flame and he looks at Billy, hips moving in a slight rhythm now. "I- mph~ Please, sir, more~ Please. . ." He pants, closing his eyes.
 
Billy thrilled at Lyrin's begging, his submission to him, he let go of his member pawing about the shelf behind Lyrin. He grabbed something bring it over. It was oil, not the same as Billy had used before but it would do. He popped the cap open pouring the cool oil upon Lyrins shafte as he stroked him faster, leaning forward and drawing down Lyrins collar to sink his teeth into his neck.
 
Lyrin let out a soft whine when Billy let go. He tips his head back a little more, watching Billy. He blinks, "Is that even-" He sucks in a breath, hissing softly at the sudden chill of the oil.

He moans louder, his hand once again tightening around his mouth,breathing ragged and puffing in and out of his nose as he watches Billy move his hand.
 
"Its baby oil. It'll do." Billy said smirking as he nipped along his neck while he looked down, feeling Lyrins excitement. His other hand cupped his balls, rubbing on them, dragging his teeth along his neck playfully. "You're so excited...can you hold it in? If you don't shoot your load for 2 minutes...I'll fuck you right now." He purred
 
Lyrin flushes more, stuttering, "H-Here?" He whimpers softly, shaking his head and moving his hips again. "P-Public. . . Though. . ."

He bites down on his lip, trying to hold on his moans as he stares at Billy's hand, watching it move. He grinds forward, shuddering slightly.
 
"How badly do you want your master?" He whispered as he pressed his thumb on his tip, rolling his thumb against the opening. "How much are you willing to risk!"
 
Lyrin moans again, his fingers digging into his cheek as he struggles to stuffed himself. After a moment, he lifts his hand slightly, "I- N-No t enough. . . T-To risk getting. . . Caught with public. . . Indecency." He closes his eyes.
 
"I don't know! It seems like your holding on- if you were too afraid, you wouldn't get this far...pervert" he he whispers as he curled his fingers, squeezing on Lyrin's balls as his hips moved, letting the bot thrust and hump into his masters hands, the oil making every push smooth as it was nice to feel.
 
Lyrin looks up at Billy, whimpering softly, "I-I. . ." He tenses slightly, his hand clamping back down as he lets out a soft cry. His gaze glittered with frustration and pleasure as he stares at Billy's face.

He keeps his hips moving, not dating to stop the delicious friction, lest Billy stop. He was in this too far, and he didn't feel like stopping, even though he knew they should.
 
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"You can't even stop on your own any more either, so I think all that begging is a frint-" he teasedvas Lyrin glared at him. Billy squeezed on him a little tighter, jerking the boy still, enjoying the conflicted pleasure in his eyes. "You don't want to say no, you just think you should-"
 
Lyrin pants, "Shut up-" He huffs, muffled through his hand. He closes his eyes, shuddering
 
"Oo! Bold now hm?' He said as he flexed his fingers around him, squeezing his sack. His own desire was growing again, glancing about briefly as he started to harness against Lyrin, rubbing his own bulge against him teasingly. "You want me in you, right now-"
 
Lyrin moans again, his hips pushing forward, "Stop doing this to me. . ." He whines, squeezing his eyes shut tighter.
 
Billy smirked as he lt go of Lyrin at his final plea. "Stop teasing you?' He said softly as he reached around him, toying with Lyrins pants, tugging the button mockingly.
 
Lyrin pants softly, "This can wait. . . Wait until we're someone where less public." He opens his eyes, staring at Billy's chest.

"Please-"
 
Billy grinned at Lyrin. "Theres a place thats less public." He said as he pinched Lyrin on the cheek. "Put that up and I'll take you."
 
Lyrin flushed, looking at Billy before fixing himself. "You're insufferable. . ." He mumbles under his breath.
 
"And yet here yiu are." Billy said, his hand reached out, pinching Lyrin on the ass. "Suffering me, over and over." He said before he grabbed the stroller to wheel away. "Come on." He said starting to steer the way for the clothing department.
 
Lyrin huffs and glares at Billy, following him. "Don't get to cocky. I could always find some other for guy."
 
"You made your choice already. You think that you can just take that back?" Billy said smirking to himself as he looked over his shoulder at him, stopping at a empty dressing room. "Get in." He said nodding at the small set up of boothes.
 
Lyrin scowls slightly and crosses his arms staring at the other before sighing and moving into the dressing room. "Shut up. . ." He mumbles.
 
Billy slipped into the dressing room, sweeping Lyrin up as he shut the door. He drew Lyrin up on the small bench in the booth, his hands moving fearlessly and hotly, already opening and pulling down Lyrin's pants. "Don't be cold now." He said as he wrapped his hands around his member, stroking him again as but propped himself against him.
 
Lyrin squeaks softly, his fingers curling into Billy's shirt. He leans back slightly, watching and then helping Billy. "Shit up." He mumbles again, feeling his face heat. He pushes his hips forward, moaning softly
 
"Naughty." Billy said as he felt Lyrin push forward, his hands already finding his way to his own zipper, Lyrin feeling the bare member of his master slide against him now. "Is that any way to speak to your master?" He said ash emoved his hands, rubbing Lyrins chest underneath his shirt. He was holding back tfor a moment, pressing on Lyrin to drive the point. Billy always had what Lyrin wanted at the tips of his fingers....all Lyrin had to do wasobey.
 
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