“Your room is so moody… In a good way.”
Jasper opened one of the drawers.
“Thank you, I think. I did make sure it would feel comfortable here.” He pulled out a total of four items, which included lube, condoms, safety scissors, and what appeared to be a roll of electrostatic tape. He was probably used to handling a lot of tools like that since he carried them all with such ease.
“Damn…”
Walking over to Evan, Jasper placed it all down next to him; except for the tape.
“Got a safeword?”
“Right, uh, don’t laugh. It’s… Basilisk.”
“Ooh… You just keep getting cuter.”
“…I really need to get a new one.”
“No, no, I like it. Keep it.”
“Evan smiled faintly to himself.
“Ah, alright. Fine.”
“Good good… Also, in case it’s ever necessary, you can point to the clock on the wall in whatever way is possible at the time to stop everything. You know, if I feel like muffling you again.”
Evan looked behind himself and saw the thing he had made note of the first time he came here.
“Right.” When he turned back to Jasper, he was pulling some of the tape out.
“Don’t worry, I’ll be nice to you today. I can’t speak for the future, though. Now… take it off.”
Evan watched him carefully as he tugged on his tie, loosening it. After he slipped it off, he threw the slim fabric at Jasper. It landed against his shoulder for a split second, before falling to the floor.
Jasper's cheeks darkened, as Evan unbuttoned his collared shirt in a deliberately slow manner.
“You want me to hurry up, don’t you, Jasper?” He dragged his name out.
“…Yes.”
Despite the answer he got, Evan kept the same pace going while dragging his shirt off. Jasper squinted his eyes.
“What’s with that look?” Evan teased, placing his hands on the rim of his pants. But he stopped again, observing Jasper.
“Evan, please…”
Under Jasper’s watchful gaze, his hands almost moved on their own as he hurried to get the rest of his clothes off.
“Sorry.”
That lacked any sincerity, and they were both very aware of it.
“Mhm. Watch it.”
Jasper leaned closer, wrapping the tape over Evan’s chest and around his biceps. He could already feel the pressure, which was making his breath shaky.
“My arms are still feeling pretty free.”
When the tape had been tightened, Jasper cut the thin strap off its roll with his scissors.
“For now.”
The tape got dragged over Evan’s skin yet again; this time it slid under his chest and around the upper part of his forearms.
Once it was cut off as well, Jasper placed his free hand on Evan’s shoulder. With a smile, he kneaded his thumb against the man’s flushed skin.
“Okay, now you look way too smug.”
His smile widened.
“Hah.” Jasper pushed him down by the shoulder, which made Evan fall onto his back on the mattress.
“Mmf…” With his cheek pressed against the bed sheets, Evan watched the other man. Jasper took the items over to the nightstand. On it lay a very familiar blindfold. He exchanged the tape and scissors for it.
“I washed it, so there’s no saliva on this thing.” As Jasper went back to the bed, he brought the cloth close to Evan’s face.
“How thoughtful of you.”
Jasper pressed the soft fabric over Evan’s eyes, gently tying it by the back of his head.
Its darkness enveloped Evan.
Being locked out of one sense, Evan was becoming extremely aware of every sound Jasper made. No matter how loud or quiet it was.
A familiar rummaging sound. He was most likely going through the drawers again.
After a brief moment, Jasper's footsteps got closer. Had he found something?
On instinct, Evan tried moving his arms but was met with harsh resistance.
“Now, now… Lay still, Evan.”
A hand wrapped around his arm, holding him roughly down into the bed.
“Ah—”
Evan inhaled deeply as a row of thin spikes—or needles?—traveled across his skin. The prickling sensation made him shiver. The feeling was strange, but it made him feel much hotter than expected.
“Your body is so—ugh… I love the way it reacts to me.”
A soft sigh escaped Evan’s lips when the spiked wheel trailed down the middle of his chest.
“I… uh…”
After the steel left one part of Evan, Jasper gently caressed that area, before moving it somewhere else. Jasper’s touch in those moments felt especially good on his skin. Even the lightest graze of his fingers made Evan quiver in his bonds.
“Shh, you don’t need to speak.”
The bed creaked, and Evan could feel Jasper’s body press down on it. His breathing came from further above, as he traced the spikes along Evan’s inner thigh.
The sudden cold contact on such tender skin caused him to shudder. To keep him still, Jasper moved his hand from his arm to his leg.
That made Evan more aware of where Jasper was positioned. He was currently on the bed in between his legs.
Evan gasped as Jasper’s row of needles treaded on the most sensitive part of his body.
“F- Fuck…”
It felt dangerous yet pleasurable when it lightly trailed along his shaft. Jasper's breath got closer to his ear, as a wet muscle traced the edge of it.
“Let me feel you…” Jasper whispered, sending a chill down Evan’s spine, as his cheeks flared up.
The cold steel left his cock, and not long after, a clinking noise came from the floor. The anticipation the silence brought made Evan inhale deeply.
Jasper was making some sounds he didn’t recognize at first. Thinking on it though, there wasn’t much it could be other than the condom and lube that he had placed on the bed earlier.
Something soft and slick with a certain substance pressed inside Evan. He wanted to move so badly—more than he was able to. It was starting to get a bit painful. The good kind, of course.
“Nngh…” After all the teasing, it was incredibly relieving to finally feel Jasper in him, even if it was just his fingers for now.
“Mmh… I want you to squirm for me, Evan.”
Evan whimpered as all his blood rushed directly to his cock.
Jasper's fingers were replaced with a much larger presence that slowly pushed its way in.
Jasper clasped both of his thighs tightly, burying himself deep within him. Evan arched his back, letting out a desperate moan.
It didn’t take long for Jasper to start moving with more rhythm. And every time his hips slammed against Evan’s, he went far enough inside to hit his prostate. Evan’s moans turned to gasps, as he writhed visibly below Jasper.
Tension was building in him, making his breath catch in his throat. Pre-cum leaked down his cock already.
“Agh- I’m—“
The instant that left him, Evan felt a sudden emptiness. He whined, aware that Jasper was denying him his climax.
He heard wet noises coming from Jasper's direction, as he felt a hand crawl over his face. Jasper was dragging the blindfold off. When it fell down to his neck, he was met with a smug smile. The man was getting himself off, and all Evan could do was watch.
“Oh, I’m sorry. Were you about to come? Ah… I’m afraid that’s not going to happen just yet.”
All of Evan was screaming to be touched. So much so, that his whimpering was getting quite a bit louder.
“P- Please, Jasper… Let me come…” His voice was weak but full of desperation. Seeing Jasper shudder and moan, as he stroked every last drop out of himself was too overwhelming. It was a striking visual for poor Evan, especially after being blindfolded for so long.
“Ah, hmm… I don’t know…”
Evan wrapped one leg around Jasper’s back, trying to keep him close. He didn’t know what else to do.
“But I- I’m begging you… please…”
Jasper must have seen something in those pleading eyes of his because he suddenly closed his hand around Evan’s cock.
“Ugh… You have to stop being so damn cute…” With pre-cum making it easier, Jasper swiftly drove his hand up and down on Evan’s shaft.
When the pressure and tension returned, Evan knew he wouldn’t be able to take much more.
His eyes shut tightly as he buried his face in the bedsheets. With a heated shudder, his whole body went numb. He felt something leave him, but he didn’t have the strength to open his eyes again.
“Jasper…” He couldn't get anything else out, as exhaustion quickly settled in. Dozing off was all he could think of right now, and his body was really favoring that scenario.
“Just relax. I’ll take care of everything.”
All he could muster was a faint ‘you’re too good’, before his consciousness faded.
“I don’t know if you’re awake or not, but… well, I guess I hope you aren’t. I… thought it’d only be fair to mention that I wasn’t too into that exhibition either. That’s the only reason I was okay with going to the stall and ending the night early, I promise.”
Such a soft voice, accompanied by sunlight seeping through the bedroom’s windows. It was just enough to make his eyes open on their own. The only part of him he had the energy to move at the moment.
“Wait… really?”
“Oh, you heard me… I, uh, do want to clarify that that doesn’t mean I can’t appreciate artists doing what they love. It just wasn’t for me.”
Evan chuckled weakly, looking around the room. Everything had been cleared up, and they were both covered in bed sheets.
“Mhm… sure.”
Jasper sat up, shooting a mild glare in Evan’s direction.
“Anyway. You know, I kept thinking about your safeword afterward. Is there a special reason for it?”
It took great effort for Evan to sit up, but luckily Jasper had added another pillow, so there was more to lean against.
“I came up with it because of what I loved doing when I was younger. Sculpt weird creatures.”
“Wait, you? You used to be creative? I don’t believe it.”
“Yeah, yeah, I know. That was just something young me thought would matter. Luckily, I stopped my delusions from getting too far.”
Somehow, that felt wrong the instant it came out of his mouth.
“Hmm… Well, I did the exact opposite. I guess all I can tell you is that, look, I’m somehow alive. And I feel great.”
Jasper slipped out of bed and headed for his desk. Their eye contact lingered the whole time. Evan didn’t know what to say to that; all he did was get out as well. He gathered his clothing as he watched Jasper sit down by his computer.
“You sure do.”
Jasper looked over at him, watching Evan with a smile while he put his shirt on.
“Okay, that’s not what I meant.”
Evan laughed, getting the rest of his clothes back on as well.
He walked over to the chair Jasper was sitting in and drove his fingers through his hair. Jasper sighed, leaning against Evan’s hand to feel him more.
“I know, I know. Have fun with whatever it is you do. I suppose I’ll see you some other time.”
Jasper gently stroked Evan’s forearm.
“Go live that comfortable life, or whatever it is you do.”
Evan squinted, pressing his fingers a little harder against Jasper's skin. He earned a moan in return, though it sounded purposefully exaggerated.
“Asshole.”
Jasper laughed, sitting more upright as Evan’s hand left his hair.
“I’ve got to humble you a bit sometimes.”
“Ahah, of course. Bye now, Jasper.”
They couldn’t keep their eyes off each other while Evan walked away.
It only happened once he left the room, and they weren’t physically able to.
What a night…
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