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General RP The Man Kept His Socks On (Knight_of_None)

Lyrin blinks, looking at him, "I. . ." He sighs softly, stretching his legs back out. His shirt falls back open slightly.

"Just. . . Overstimulated." He mumbles, looking back at his book.
 
He careesed the back of his head with his nails, not to scratch, but to give some light pressure. "I know-I've been...forceful" He said as his fingers curled , holding onto him "I'm just feeling impatient"
 
Lyrin closes his eyes, leaning into the touch. He blows out a soft breath, shivering slightly. "Mmm. . ." He peers at Billy, green gaze locking with he other's gray one.

"You don't need to be impatient. You'll get what you want when Zyn gets back and can watch Kalin." He yawns, rubbing his eyes. "Do you want more pictures?"
 
His eyes narrowed on Lyrin sharply again, focusing on him like a hawk. "Yes." He said after a seconds pause, clearly after considering something. Likely time cost and the effort it would take quietly battering Lyrin into compliance as he did in school.
 
Lyrin hums and sits up slightly, watching Billy. "What do you want?" He murmurs, shifting slightly.
 
He liked his lips as Lyrin raised the question. "Take off your pants." He said as he stood up, grabbing his phone. "Lay back, and hold onto your ankles.
 
Lyrin pauses, process into request/order and then sighs softly, kicking off his pants, leaving his underwear in place.

He lays back slightly, reaching down and grasping his ankles.
 
He clicked his tongue. "Underwear too." He said tapping his foot impatiently as he still ogled over his nearly bare toy, but wanted ever more.
 
Lyrin huffs, "Billy, that's illegal." He snorts, but he didn't really protest as he kicks off his underwear.

He was semi-hard, his cheeks flushing slightly as he grabs back onto his ankles.
 
"and yet Herr you are." Billy said as Yri9n graspedcinto his own ankles, baring himself to his bully, Billy stepped forward, grabbing onto Lyrions cock. "Don't move." He said as he started to stroke him. "You're not perfect yet" he said smirking. Luckily for Lyrin...his bully seemed to be keeping his pants on. If Billy was going to snatch him up now...well he didn't need the excuse, or trickery.
 
Lyrin gasps, closing his eyes. He bites his lip roughly, keeping his moan low in his throat as he pushing his hips up slightly, "Billy-" He shudders, nails digging into the skin on his ankles.
 
"Shush." Billy said as he squeezes on his base, drawing his caress upwards. His touch was deliberate, rubbing his victims tip with his thumb. "Hm, you clearly were having a bit fun." He said as hevstroked him a bit faster.
 
Lyrin whimpers, tipping his head back, cock filling out in Billy's hand. He lets out another moan, turning to press his face into his pillow.
 
Billy let go after a few more strokes, feeling Ltlyrins excited body pushing properly into his palm. He too aim , angling the camera enough the Lyrins face would be obscured and took the picture. "Good boy." He said as he grabbed Lyrins ass, rubbing on him, his fingers hooking around to spread him nexrubbing against him teasingly, putting light pressure on his ring.
 
Lyrin pants softly, his body trembling with need. He whimpers, pushing his hips up slightly, "Y-You're not being fair-"
 
"When have I ever been fair?" Billy said as he pushed his fingers into Lyrin slowly, only using a single one, he pushed further. Working it in and out. Billy watched every push upwards of his hips, listening to the tremble of Lyrins voice. "If I wanted to care about fairness, what would I ever get?"
 
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Lyrin moans softly, rolling his hips with Billy's movements. "Never. . ." he mumbles, keeping his head tipped back.

Despite his complaint, he enjoyed the feeling of Billy's hand, and fingers, on his body. In his body, really.

"I dunno- maybe asking instead of forcing would get you somewhere-" he pants out.
 
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Billy paused on both fronts, Lyrin's words making him consider how he could fathom asking rather than taking, the moment making his head lean back slowly. "Hm...Would it change...." He mumbled, his hand loosening briefly, but then grabbed tigh again starting to stroke Lyrin faster. "I don't ask for anything ever!" He hissed as he pushed another finger into Lyrin. "I don't beg for shit! It's mine when i want it!" he whispered. Asking was fair too...soft for his liking, too intimate and real among a few other reasons he batted around. "Is that what you read in those little books? "
 
Lyrin slumps slightly, staring at Billy as he stilled for a moment. He closes his eyes, panting softly as he listens to Billy's words.

The moment Billy's motions returned in force, he gasps and cries out, arching his back slightly. He presses his hand over his mouth, gripping his own face tightly. He rolls his hips slightly, trembling.

At Billy's question, Lyrin looks at him, panting as he pulls his hand away just enough, "N-No, sir~"
 
"Ofcourse not- no questions asked- they just can't help but feed into it!" He said as he met Lyrins eyes, his aggression pulling him closer, the bully hovering over him. "I'll bet you love reading it-so now you get to live it-" he purred in his ear. His intensity focusing in on him harder, his lips caressing along his preys neck, his jaw.
 
His cheeks flush and he pants heavily, tensing slightly. "Sh-Shouldnt be doing this here--" He moans again, fingers curling into his blankets.
 
"Don't see why not! You're having a good time, practically drooling over it. If you keep your voice down, you'll get to feel as good as You know you want" He said as his mouth clamped to Lyrind ear lope, nipping on him as he shifted his pace, slowing down inside, his fingers teasing his sensitive spots with pointed pressure. "I've brought everything you need-"
 
Lyrin gasps, "Fuck-" He moans again, turning his head slightly and pressing his face into his pillow. He trembles, pressing himself down onto Billy's fingers with a grinding movement.
 
As he pressed in on his fingers, working himself against him so hotly, grinding desperately, , Billy smirked at him. He pulled his fingers away suddenly, stalling the underclassmens pleasures. "Heh- but you did fight so hard to wait-" he said as he grabbed lyrics balls, squeezing on them. "Can't have you breaking your word Iike that!" He tormented. "You don't need that release-"
 
Lyrin shudders, letting out a whine. Grasps at his blanket, squeezing his eyes shut. "Sir--"
 
Billy was sitting back, grabbing his phone as he listened to Lyrin's soft squeak. "Yes?" He said as he angled the camera on hum, to take a picture of him. His flushed body, hus desire that was stirred all the way to its height. Billy was hard himself, ready to go just looking in him, but he was using this to out Lyrin between a rock sbd hard place.
 
Lyrin covers his face, feels his eyes burn with tears of frustration. He takes a deep, shuddering breath, trying to calm himself down as his body remained heated and hard.
 
He grinned as Lyrin covered his face. "Do it. Ask." He said as he traced a finger along Lyrinds belly. "I know you're dying for it. Beh for it, and you'll feel better!" He said as he flicked his stiffness with a finger.
 
Lyrin sucks in a sharp breath, biting down hard on his lip. He lifts his hand, peering at Billy. He stays quiet, as if contemplating.
 
Billy's grin didn't waver, simply laying down beside him as he let Lyrin consider his opinions. "Oh? Brave enough to hold it in?"
 
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