By late afternoon, both Richard and Seri were happily exhausted. Just catching sight of Seri’s ass as he leaned forward to pick up a dropped towel after they showered, or watching Seri take a bite of the simple lunch they shared was all it took to send Richard running to the bedroom again, Seri laughing in his arms. Finally, they sat on the living room couch and watched the sun go down and the city lights brighten.
Richard rested his head in Seri’s lap and gazed out his window as Seri stroked his fingers through his hair. This relaxed, confident Seri was a far cry from the Seri who’d shown up at his door last night, buckling under the pressure of his anxieties. Richard turned slightly to glance up into Seri’s eyes.
“You know Seri, I’ve been thinking.”
“You had time for thinking?”
Richard squeezed Seri’s knee. “Just a little! I was thinking that maybe we should have one more safe word.”
Seri looked down in confusion, his hands pausing. “Did you not like…?”
“No! No, far from it. Today was better than anything I could have even dreamed up. What I mean is, sometimes once anxieties get too large, they’re difficult to reign in again, right?”
Seri chuckled quietly and nodded. “You can say that again.” He started moving his hands again through Richard’s hair.
“But what if we tried stopping them before they get too big?”
“What do you mean?”
Richard made circles with his finger around Seri’s knee. “Let’s say something happens at work, and you start to feel anxious. Let’s have a word that I can use if I notice your anxiety getting too big. If I use that word, then you have to come with me for at least… uh, half an hour? We could, say, go for a walk, or read a book, or anything that might stop little anxieties from getting too big to handle.” Richard glanced up, trying to judge if he was overstepping himself.
Seri was gazing out the window, nodding slightly to himself. Then he looked down and grinned at Richard. “You know, that might actually work.”
Richard breathed an inward sigh of relief. “Really? You’d like to try it?”
“Yeah, let’s try it. How about… uh… Oh! How about ‘Mango’?”
“’Mango’ it is. I promise I’ll only use it if it really looks like you need a hand.”
“But is it really so obvious when my anxiety acts up? I thought I hid it pretty well…”
Richard turned over, burying his face into Seri’s stomach and hugging Seri close. “Only if someone’s had a crush on you for as long as I have.”
Seri blushed an alarming shade of red, making Richard want to fill Seri’s flustered silence with something besides conversation. He sat up.
“Seri, will you sleep over tonight too?”
Seri nodded. “Yeah, I’d like that. Why don’t I take a quick trip out and grab us some takeout for dinner? You’ve been making all the meals, after all.”
“There’s a nice place just over on the next block, actually.”
Seri stood and glanced down. He was still just wearing underwear and Richard’s borrowed sweater. “I’d better put on some pants first.”
Richard sighed dramatically as he followed Seri into the bedroom. “A moment I’d hoped would never come! But before you do that, we’d better talk about your punishment.”
Seri froze in the middle of pulling on his freshly laundered pair of pants and stared at Richard. “My what?”
“Now don’t pretend you’ve forgotten already! This morning a certain someone came before I gave permission.” Richard just barely held himself back from pouncing on Seri as he stammered, face reddening.
“Well, I mean, you were… I… I couldn’t help it!”
Ignoring his protests, Richard sat at the foot of the bed and pulled Seri down so he was lying on his belly across Richard’s legs. The unzipped pants slithered back down Seri’s legs, and Richard pulled his underwear down to join the pants around his ankles. “I think,” he said, as his ran a light hand across Seri’s bottom, “naughty boys should be spanked.”
Richard brought his hand down sharply, and the sound of hand striking ass was followed by a squeak from Seri.
“I’m sorry! I’m sorry, next time I’ll wait!”
Richard smacked the other side of his ass, and Seri clutched at Richard’s leg as he buried his face into the bedsheets. “Now, don’t think you can get out of your punishment that easily.”
Richard spanked him again several times, and felt his face grow hot as he realized he could feel Seri sporting a growing erection as he squirmed in his lap. Now with each light smack to his reddening ass, Seri shivered both from his touch and from rubbing himself across Richard’s leg.
“Richard… I’m sorry…”
Richard turned Seri over so they could both see the evidence of Seri’s arousal. “Sorry? You don’t look very sorry to me.” Seri’s dick twitched in agreement. “Naughty Seri, enjoying your punishment so much. Maybe you should be tickled instead.”
Seri’s eyes widened. “No, wait!” Seri tried to get up, but Richard pulled his arms away with one hand while his other teased over Seri’s belly. Seri laughed and squirmed, begging for Richard to let him up even as the evidence of his excitement continued to grow.
Richard leaned down to kiss Seri. “Very well, if you insist on enjoying all of my punishments, I’ll have to get creative.”
Seri gasped for breath and tears of laugher rolled down his cheeks. “Please… Richard…”
Richard barely caught himself before he took Seri again. God, the things I want to do to him…
Richard stood, pulling Seri up with him so he was standing. Then he slowly reached down and pulled the clothing back up Seri’s legs. As he refastened the pants, Richard looked up into Seri’s shocked face and smiled.
“I’m going to take you up on your offer to go and bring us dinner. Go right now, just as you are. No release until you get back. That will be your punishment. But I will allow you to think about all the ways I’ll be teasing that body of yours once you get back.” He squeezed Seri once for emphasis, who wavered on his feet.
“Okay… I’ll go.” Seri squared his shoulders and pointed down at the conspicuous lump in Richard’s own pants. “But no release for you either. Not until I get back.”
Richard turned him around and lightly smacked his ass. “Then I suggest you hurry and finish your punishment.”
Seri glanced back. “Once I get back, you’ll…?”
Richard leaned close, whispering promises of pleasure into Seri’s ear.
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