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[gallowseyes]

Lee cooks so George washes dishes. The first time, he'd had no idea, really, what he was doing but he's done it enough times that he finds it almost therapeutic -- the hot water and the soap suds and soft music playing in the other room. When he goes out, he wears nicely tailored, well cut things but, when they're at home, he cares less. He's pretty sure that the t-shirt he's wearing is actually Lee's; it fits more snuggly across his shoulders, but it's soft, and he likes the way it smells.

He sets a plate in the draining rack and reaches for another.

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[gallowseyes]

Perhaps, George ought to admonish him for not waiting for instructions, but the swipe of Lee's tongue feels so good that he can't bring himself to do it.

"Put your mouth on it," he instructs. "Suck it."

[atehimrightup]

George’s pretty hand is wrapped around his pretty cock, and he’s bossing Lee around in that absurd voice, and it all makes him feel a little like he’s going go melt into the floor. He nods and looks at the head of his cock as if sizing it up.

“As you wish, my Lord,” he says in a husky voice, pressing a kiss to the head of his cock to make his lips shine with the pearly fluid leaking from the slit. He keeps his eyes wide and pouty as he stares up at George’s face, brow furrowed slightly as if he’s hesitant. It’s some of his best acting, he thinks, because he’s not sure that he’s ever wanted anything more in his life.

He opens his mouth and lets the tip of George’s cock slide along his tongue, curling his lips around it just under the head and suckling at it almost gently.

[gallowseyes]

He almost laughs at the look on Lee's face, it's so carefully studied. The man on his knees in front of him could so easily be some blushing virgin, only George has personally experienced what has felt like Lee sucking his soul out through his cock multiple times.

"You can do better than that," he chides, almost gently. "More."

[atehimrightup]

Lee hums and nods a little, digging his fingertips into his thighs to keep from reaching out to touch him. He opens his mouth wider and covers his teeth, slurping noisily at his cock and starting to bob his head.

He doesn’t take him very deep, not yet, stopping when his lips are stretched wide around the fattest part of his cock and then pulling back again. It’s messy, with spit rolling down his chin, and he doesn’t look away from George’s face the entire time.

[gallowseyes]

There's something about the fact that Lee moves so tentatively and the look in his eyes when he does it that drives George wild. He draws in a breath through his nose.

"Keep going," he says. "Until you gag. I want to see how much of it you can fit in that pretty mouth."

[atehimrightup]

They both know that he can take all of it, but it took some practice and he can’t hold it for very long. His voice is always low and rasping the day after he deep throats George, and he knows that they both like that very much.

But there’s no way he could do it now, not in this scenario, so he widens his eyes like he’s startled by the request, like it doesn’t make his dick twitch.

Lee nods a little and pulls off only long enough to fill his lungs with air and then pulls the head of George’s cock back into his mouth, sucking hard at it before pushing further, slowly letting him slide across his tongue. He nudges the back of Lee’s throat and he makes no attempt to suppress his gag reflex, instead pushing until he gags so hard that his shoulders heave, eyes welling with tears as he stares up at George.

[gallowseyes]

It's been a while since Lee has genuinely gagged on George's cock like that, and George would be hard pressed to deny that he loves it. He waits until Lee pulls back, spit on his chin, eyes watering.

"What a good boy," he says, knowing exactly the effect those words have on Lee in any scenario. "What a perfect slut. Try again."

[atehimrightup]

The praise hits him like a physical touch and Lee practically purrs, shivering and nodding at the instruction. He wants to be good so, so badly and he loses himself in it a little, this fictional scenario. He wants to prove himself, even though he already knows that he has George’s favor.

It would be easier if he could use his hands but George hasn’t said he could, so he doesn’t. He does lean forward a little, pressing his hands to the floor and tilting his head back to change the angle a little bit.

“Thank you, my Lord,” he breathes out, like he’s grateful for the opportunity. Because he is, in every scenario.

After inhaling through his nose, he blinks wetness from his eyes, lashes spiking as he takes George’s cock into his mouth again, bobbing a few times before pressing forward again. He swallows around the head of George’s cock and then pushes forward, practically growling in his eagerness. He doesn’t focus on trying to control his gag reflex, doesn’t take it slow, so he ends up choking so hard that tears roll down his cheeks, gagging as he pulls off to suck in a breath.

“I can do it,” he says to George, mouth swollen and chin gleaming with spit. “I swear I can do it. Please let me keep trying.”

[gallowseyes]

The fact that Lee is practically on all fours only makes the whole thing more intense, more beautiful. George as he is knows that Lee can take his whole cock -- that he views it as a point of pride, even, and George as he's pretending to be wouldn't care if the servant in front of him choked and spluttered.

As it is, he smiles.

"Keep trying," he says. "Just like that."

[atehimrightup]

“Thank you,” he says again, not moving to wipe the spit and tears from his face. He just opens his mouth and sways forward again, eyes rolling back and lashes fluttering as George’s cock sinks into his mouth.

He blinks and looks up at George again, relaxing his throat as best he can and swallowing around his cock. He lifts his hands with the intention of grabbing George’s ass to drag him in, but stops himself just in time and slaps them down onto his own thighs instead.

His shoulders quake as he gags, but he doesn’t pull off. He breathes in through his nose and then pushes forward again, eyes widening as George’s cock sinks into the impossibly tight channel of his throat, cutting off all his air.

Tears are streaming down his cheeks freely now, eyes bright. They always get so light when he cries. He keeps pushing, grunting in determination. Finally, he forces George all the way down, eyes falling shut as his nose smushes up against George’s pubic bone. He practically goes limp at the relief, and how good it feels to be used like this.

He did a good job. He’s a good boy. The thought makes his cock spit out another eager burst of precome, adding to the small, sticky mess of it on the floor.

[gallowseyes]

God, it's beautiful. He watches Lee struggle, tears bright on his face, and his chest feels so full that he's surprised he doesn't burst open all together. When Lee succeeds in working his mouth all the way down, George pushes fingers into his dark hair to hold him there for a moment.

[atehimrightup]

George’s hand settles on his head, firmly keeping him right where he belongs, and Lee finally lets his eyelids flutter closed so he can just exist in this moment, taking it all in. It’s strangely peaceful in its intensity.

It isn’t until his lungs truly start to ache that he opens his eyes again, throat spasming around George’s cock as his body instinctively tries to breathe.

[gallowseyes]

He holds Lee there until his shoulders spasm and then he takes his hand away, letting him pull back.

"You did so well," he says, smiling. "Get on all fours on the bed. I want to give you a reward."

[atehimrightup]

Lee sucks in a breath as soon as he’s able, blinking tears out of his eyes and staring up at George in a daze. Then George praises him and he smiles boyishly, cheeks round and nose crinkling as a flush runs down to his chest.

“Okay,” he breathes out, turning as he gets to his feet. His legs are unsteady and he huffs out a laugh, crawling onto the bed on all fours and moving, cat-like, to the center of it before looking over his shoulder. “Like this?”

[gallowseyes]

"Spread your legs wider," he says, reaching for the lube so that he can slick more over his cock. "I'm going to fuck you until I come inside you. And then you're going to thank my."

[atehimrightup]

“Yes, my Lord,” Lee says with a whimper, shifting his knees wider apart and tilting his hips, presenting himself in a way that makes his cheeks burn red.

George doesn’t mention making him come, but Lee bites his lip and doesn’t mention it. He just has to hope that he does such a good job that he earns it.

“I’ll be good, sir,” he croaks out, surprised by the deep rasp in his voice. “I’ll earn my keep.”

[gallowseyes]

"I know you will," says George, lining up his cock and pushing into Lee in one smooth thrust. "I'll teach you how to do all the depraved things that a good slut should know. Don't worry."

[atehimrightup]

It’s not a surprise when George sinks into him all at once, but Lee still yelps. Every single time that first push takes him by surprise, like he’ll never get used to it. Please, God, never let him get used to this.

“How can I be a slut when I’m only meant for one person?” Lee rasps out as he clenches down around George’s cock experimentally, moving his hips in a lazy figure eight. “You broke me in, my Lord. I do hope that means that I’m yours to keep.”

[gallowseyes]

"You are. Mine to keep," says George, and he means it for every possible version of them. "But that doesn't mean you can't learn to debase yourself. Just for my pleasure."

He starts to fuck Lee, slow and lazy.

[atehimrightup]

Lee can’t help but to grin at that, nose scrunching as George pulls nearly all the way out of him and then sinks back in, all in no hurry. He loves it like this.

“I think I’m starting to get the hang of it,” he says breathlessly, letting his head fall between his shoulders, curls tumbling forward to expose the nape of his neck. The bruise George left on his birthday is still there, yellow and brown by now and almost gone entirely.

“You could have just asked me nicely and I probably would have let you,” Lee drawls out with a smirk, teasing him. “You didn’t have to be such a brute about it, my Lord. I’m very agreeable.”

As if Lee didn’t love every single second of it.

[gallowseyes]

"Wouldn't have been so much fun that way," says George, smoothing his hand along Lee's spine, thumbing that fading bruise. "You were so pretty in your protestations. You do seem to be taking to it now, though."

[atehimrightup]

The bruise isn’t tender anymore, which Lee had been a little disappointed to realize. He likes pressing on the bruises that George leaves on him. It’s such a good kind of hurt, and it always calms his anxiety. So no, it’s not tender, but Lee still knows that it’s there and he shivers as George presses his thumb to it.

“It seems as if it would be in my best interests to let you use me, my Lord,” he says in a playfully prim voice, as if what was currently being done to him felt like nothing more than a chore. “But I can put up a fight if that pleases you.”

[gallowseyes]

"It would please me sometimes," he says, because they both know that's true. "But sometimes, I'd like you pliable." He leans forward, reaching underneath to curl his fingers around Lee's cock, giving him something to rock into. "Available and easy to fuck as the whim hits me."

[atehimrightup]

“Variety is the spice of life, sir,” Lee quips, but then George gives him a reach around, strong hand curling around his cock. Lee can feel the unyielding warm metal of George’s ring as he fucks into that tight grip and it makes him moan.

“The stables are awfully far away for me to be so readily available, my Lord,” he says in a low, simpering voice that rasps enough to remind them both what he had just done. “Perhaps a new position for me in the castle would be better for this situation.”

He thinks George would appreciate his bargaining skills. “I’m sure you’d find the smell better, too.”

[gallowseyes]

"I don't mind the smell of honest work," says George, still fucking Lee, hands firm on Lee's hips. "I could always have you hosed down before you're brought to me."