"*Sob*… ah… you're playing dirty…"
Enda sat on Dante's lap, his back arched and his waist gripped firmly by Dante. Dante's cock thrust from below, moving deep in and out of Enda's hole.
"You demanded to be on top, didn't you… I'm satisfying you…"
"*Sob*… uh.. no… not like this… *sob*…"
Dante reached out one hand to pinch Enda's nipple, while below, he didn't stop thrusting in and out.
"My knight… are you satisfied with this horse…"
"No…. I hate it… ah ah ah…"
"In that case, I have to speed up… so my little master won't hate me…"
"Ah no… too deep… your cock is going to pierce through me…"
"Ha… fuck you to death… you slut…"
"Ah ah ah ah…"
Enda's hole contracted, his G-spot being pounded continuously, making it impossible for him to sit up straight anymore. He collapsed onto Dante, letting the man gallop away.
Getting bored of the riding style, Dante rose, swung his legs off the bed, and carried Enda down with him.
Enda stood with one leg on the floor, while the other was hooked over Dante's shoulder. The two faced each other, and below, Dante's cock ceased its relentless assault on Enda's hole. Enda had screamed until he lost his voice; having no strength left, he could only lean on Dante's shoulder and whimper.
Dante fucked him while moving toward the window. He pulled his cock out of the hole, turned Enda around so the boy could brace his hands against the sill, and then arched his back to thrust all the way to the hilt.
"*Hic* ah… too deep… I'm going to die…"
"Good boy… fucking you so you'll learn not to seduce me again… are you dying yet?"
"*Sob*… I've learned my lesson… I've learned… ah ah…. So good…."
"Do you dare to seduce me again?"
"No… Ah ah ah ah…. so good… I still want… to seduce… ah ah… your fucking feels so good…"
"Shhh… is this lewd hole trying to snap me off… say it… do you love me…"
"Ah ah ah…"
Enda didn't answer, so Dante immediately stopped moving. Being in the throes of pleasure when the person behind suddenly stopped made Enda shake his hips in discomfort, pouting:
"Don't stop… keep fucking me…"
"Tell me… do you love me? Hmm?"
"*Sob*… you're bullying me… just fuck me… I beg you…"
"If you don't say it, I won't fuck. Say it, do you love me?"
Enda, tormented by lust until he couldn't take it anymore, opened his mouth and wailed:
"Love… I love you to death… hurry up and fuck me…"
"Ah ah ah ah…"
Dante rushed in, thrusting rapidly like a sewing machine. Enda lowered his head and arched his buttocks as high as possible, his moans sounding like they were tearing through his throat to escape.
"So good… I want to come… I want to come…"
"Say it again for me to hear, do you love me? Huh?"
"Yes… I love you, I love you… fuck me to death…"
"I love you too… my baby, my whore… for this entire life, let only me fuck you, do you hear me?"
"Mmph mmph,… I'll only let you fuck me… Enda belongs to Dante alone… ah ah.."
"Damn it… you smooth talker… take this…"
Dante sucked in his abdominal muscles to the max. He reached one hand forward to grasp Enda's cock, while the other grabbed Enda's hair, pulling the boy back against his chest as he thrust with all his might.
"You like riding horses, don't you…. I'll show you what horse riding really is…"
Enda threw his head back, mouth wide open. Saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth down his neck, glistening under the lights. Fireworks exploded in his ears, his vision blurred, and a flash of white light sparked in his mind as the cock in Dante's hand twitched a few times and ejaculated.
"Grr uh ah…"
Dante opened his mouth to bite the back of Enda's neck, growling like a wild beast. At the same time, his cock throbbed continuously, shooting into Enda's hole.
The hand gripping Enda's hair slowly relaxed, and his mouth switched from biting to gentle sucking.
"*Sob*…. You bit me, it hurts…"
"I'm sorry, I couldn't control myself. Who told you to be so seductive?"
"Hmph… I'm tired… carry me back to bed."
Dante chuckled and carried the arrogant little kitten back to the bed. Waiting for their breathing to stabilize, he turned on his side, propped his head on his hand, and gently stroked the corner of Enda's eye and brow, speaking tenderly:
"The sex just now doesn't count, I'm asking you again now. Baby, will you be my boyfriend?"
Enda blushed and snuggled into Dante's chest, scolding softly:
"Other people confess before doing it, but you're great, doing it before confessing."
"Yeah. I like it that way, so what? Well? Do you love me or not, speak up."
"Oh my, are you a thug?"
"I am a domineering CEO. Are you going to answer or not? If you don't say it, I'll chain your legs and make you lie in bed all your life waiting for me to come and fuck you."
"Oh, I'm so scared. I say it, I love you, I love you to death, my Domineering CEO."
"Mm, very good. I love you too."
After saying that, both of them giggled and exchanged a passionate kiss. Enda smiled, wrapping his arms around Dante's neck, acting coquettishly:
"My body is so sticky. My dear Domineering CEO, please help your lovely wife take a shower."
Dante pinched his nose indulgently:
"You. You learn bad things so fast."
Enda giggled and blew a puff of air into Dante's ear. Dante's eyes darkened as he said hoarsely:
"Or maybe we'll shower later. The Domineering CEO has leveled up to Emperor; now he has to bed his concubine."
"Oh my, you… mmph… I hate… mmph… don't bite me… ah…"
By the time the two of them had washed up clean and sweet-smelling and lay in the blanket nest, it was nearly midnight. Enda, exhausted, fell fast asleep in Dante's arms.
Dante tucked the blanket around him, gazing at the face inches away.
Enda's face had no more acne; just as he guessed, it was very adorable. In his heart, he felt a little worry. The boy was so young and handsome, while Dante was a full ten years older. Although he was currently dashing and in great shape, who knew if he would have a beer belly and go bald like those guys in the Planning Department in a few years.
He had earned quite a lot of money; there was really no need to work himself to death like he was doing now. His mother was right; he should find someone to be a companion for the rest of his life.
Dante silently planned an early wellness regimen for himself, then placed a kiss on Enda's forehead, whispering softly:
"Goodnight, my little boyfriend."
As for the fact that the two of them had developed too quickly, Dante automatically ignored it.
Whatever the case, for a guy single for thirty-two years and a kid single for over twenty years, meeting like this was already quite late.