Chapter Thirteen -- Awake
Edward leaned into his shoulder as they walked inside the house as if he was drunk. Adrian was pretty sure they hadn't imbibed that much so it had to be something else. Throughout their ride back, Edward had proven fascinated with sucking on Adrian's thumb, and shivering lightly whenever touched.
Adrian just hoped it wasn't because of Brown's stupid show that Edward felt like that. It had to be because he had dared to put a collar on Edward, albeit not a suitable one. He would see to that, and soon.
"I'm sure you have a toy room," he said as soon as they were inside.
Edward nodded and walked in front. Adrian reached for him and then searched for the end of the tie. He pulled at it to make Edward heed. There was no one else around, so they were safe to roleplay as much as they wanted.
Edward threw him a heated look, but he didn't protest. He continued to walk, with Adrian holding him like that until they were in front of a black door. Maybe it was a bit too obvious, but Adrian doubted that the personnel who took care of the house ever dared to comment on certain secret habits of the master of the house.
Edward pushed the door open and then flicked the lights on. Adrian walked inside and stared at the austere design. The furniture was sparse, only a black leather sofa, and armchair, and a table that was covered with a large piece of the same material. The floor was granite or some other type of stone, polished to a shine.
"Toys," Adrian asked curtly. "Where are they?"
Edward gestured toward a cabinet in one corner that Adrian must have missed the first time he had glanced around the room. He let go of the tie to walk over and pull open the drawers. Now it was no time to express his surprise; but, after all, he had expected some of that. The first drawer contained nothing but collars in all shapes and sizes.
"Undress," he ordered Edward without throwing one look back.
The rustling of clothes let him know that his order was obeyed.
"When I turn, I want to see you on all fours."
Movement followed. Adrian smiled to himself. He took a hard look at the collars. He had to pick and do it correctly. A fussy aristocrat like Edward probably expected him to guess everything now. It was in his DNA to succeed, so Adrian went for the heaviest of the bunch without one moment of hesitation. It was a training collar, the type that came with heavy metal insertions needed to exhaust a dog's strength and make him yield.
He turned with the collar in one hand and read the surprise in Edward's eyes. Edward was obediently sitting on all fours, completely naked on the polished floor, a blurred reflection of his nakedness in it.
He was a marvelous specimen, Adrian thought to himself. Unlike the first time, when he had tried to convince himself that he wasn't impressed, now he believed Edward to be the sexiest man alive. He wasn't a twink, and he wasn't overly muscular, either, but he was beautiful like an old statue, his body lean and strong.
Adrian could feel his resolve shaking. His cock twitched painfully in his pants. Damn, he needed to get off so badly. But this was about conquering Edward for real.
"This one will do," Adrian said with confidence and walked over to Edward.
He crouched to fix the collar around Edward's neck. Edward looked down obediently, and his shoulders sagged a bit as if the weight of the collar did that to him. It was pretty heavy, Adrian had to admit. He let his fingers linger around Edward's neck, enjoying the small shiver shaking that beautiful body.
Adrian risked one look across the reversed arch of Edward's back. At the other end, the two mounds of flesh rose enticingly. He barely kept in a sigh. Delayed gratification, he told himself.
He stood up again and then went back to the cabinet to look for another item. He needed to keep it simple and efficient; that was one way of not doing it wrong. After a few moments of deliberation, he picked a training stick, although he knew that he would use it in ways much different from a real dog trainer.
With the stick in one hand, he moved back to Edward, who was waiting obediently on the floor. That had to start hurting, all determination and arousal aside. He used the stick first to draw an invisible line on Edward's back from the tailbone to the collar that sat firmly around his neck. Then, Adrian brought the tip of the stick to his own lips and kissed it.
Edward watched it with curiosity. Adrian pointed the stick at him.
"What?" Edward asked.
Adrian smiled. "I've never had a dog, but I know a few basics. You should know what to do, too. It's not food for you to lick, but --"
Edward rolled his eyes and stuck out his tongue to lick the tip of the stick.
"Good boy," Adrian praised him. "Now, hop on the sofa."
Edward obeyed, but Adrian could tell that he was unhappy about being made comfortable. Well, they would see about that just a bit later. Adrian plopped down on the sofa, with Edward next to him on all fours. Steadily, he let the stick to the side and opened his fly. With firm moves, he pulled at his strained cock until there was a clear bead of precum in its eye.
Carefully, he then picked it with the tip of the training stick and then offered it to Edward, who hurried to lap at it this time.
"Suck. No hands."
Edward threw him a look as if he wanted to challenge him, but Adrian stared at him. The green eyes looked down, and their owner dropped his head to grab Adrian's cock between his lips. The training stick was quickly abandoned. Adrian did not need it anymore.
"You're such a good cocksucker," Adrian praised him. With one hand, he began to caress Edward's back. Bobbing his head up and down like that, with the heavy collar on, had to be a feat, but Adrian could tell that Edward welcomed the strain by how enthusiastically he did his job.
His cock was released for a moment. "If you're too gentle, I won't like it," Edward warned.
Adrian stopped his caress. So someone wanted to play a little rough. But Adrian had his own set of values, and he would impose them on Edward without fear. He grabbed one muscular buttock, squeezed it, and then slapped it hard.
Edward had already returned to his sucking, but he gasped and dropped the cock from his mouth when Adrian spanked his ass. If Edward thought he would go easy on him, he needed to reconsider. Adrian could still recall the spanking he had gotten from Edward, not such a long time back. And he remembered that Edward had spared nothing while reddening his behind that time.
"Suck," he ordered curtly.
Edward seemed even more enthusiastic now. To think that he had had the man all backward. The things he wanted to be done to him, Edward did to others in the not so transparent hope that he would be served his own lessons back. Lucky for him, Adrian was a keen observer.
Also, it frigging paid off. His cock was in absolute heaven. Edward slurped and used his tongue to tease the head and the sensitive skin under it over and over again. Adrian continued to spank Edward's glorious behind, but this time, Edward didn't stop.
Like this, he would come way too fast. He needed to up the ante somehow, and he recalled one particular thing Edward had seemed to like watching earlier that night. He snuck one hand between Edward's legs from behind and caught his hard cock. Pulling it back, he brought it into a position he could use. Edward's slurping intensified.
Adrian could feel his lips quirking into a smile. If Edward thought it would be this easy, he needed to think again. He removed his hand from Edward's cock and pulled his own from Edward's mouth, as well.
"Get on the floor," he ordered.
Edward obeyed fast. Adrian could swear that if the man had had a tail, he would have wiggled it furiously by now. With one hand, he grabbed his cock and began pumping it slow, his release too impending to risk spilling it prematurely.
"Open your mouth. Here comes your treat."
Edward stuck his tongue out, and Adrian could swear that he had never seen a sexier image in his life. Maybe he would snap a picture sometime and then put it in a super-secret folder so that he could fap to it later.
Right now, there was no time for that kind of stuff. Adrian pumped his cock hard as he got closer. He pushed Edward's head back, pulling it by the hair, enjoying the gone look in the beautiful green eyes.
"Move your tongue, show me how much you want it," Adrian whispered.
Edward began rolling his tongue slowly, lasciviously, licking his lips in passing. Adrian cursed and began spraying his lover's face, making a real mess out of it. Edward's tongue moved so fascinatingly now, trying to catch everything but failing.
Adrian laughed as he regained his breath. "You're such a messy boy. Here, I need to teach you how to eat properly. On all fours again."
Edward obeyed while he still used his tongue to catch the elusive drops of cum. Adrian knelt next to him, grabbed his cock from behind again, and began moving his hand fast. Edward started breathing sharply, and his entire body shook.
