"Roman I swear I will kill you for this," Neptune said, cringing at the feeling of Roman's hand running down his chest.
The older man had removed his jacket and unbuttoned the white shirt he wore. His tie was somewhere in the floor, having been discarded moments before Neptune heard something click around his wrists. So now he was stuck, hands handcuffed above his head, shirt hanging open and Roman straddling his hips. Roman had pulled off his gloves and coat, making him seem almost naked as Neptune wasn't used to the sight of him without the coat.
Roman made a 'tsk' sound as he leaned down to whisper, "You're enjoying this too much to do that," in Neptune's ear.
The blue haired boy whined, knowing Roman was right. "Oh fuck you," he retorted.
A hum was heard from Roman's throat as he pressed kisses to Neptune's skin. He trailed them down his neck and onto his chest, sucking and biting whenever he found a sensitive spot. He couldn't help but smile when Neptune fidgeted under him, reacting to the biting.
Neptune struggled against the handcuffs, wanting desperately to touch Roman in all the same ways he was being touched. This urge just increased when he felt Roman slide down his body, allowing a hand to grab at him through his blue jeans. Neptune instinctively bucked his hips at the touch. "Shit Roman!" The words fell from Neptune's mouth before he could stop them.
Roman smirked at him, amused by the reactions he was getting. He kept his right hand on Neptune's groin, messaging him through the jeans, while his left hand raked across the boy's thighs. By this point he knew the boy's weak points, and he had no problem using this to his advantage.
The kid whined again before stammering out a question. "W-why do you need the handcuffs?"
The older man flicked his gaze from the boy's chest to his eyes. The predatory look in Roman's eyes was enough to send chills down Neptune's spine. "Because kid, seeing you fighting desperately is something else. Trying and trying even when you know you can't escape. You're completely at my mercy."
As if the look wasn't bad enough, the tone in his voice was even worse. Neptune was about ready to give up. He could only handle being teased for so long. "Roman please just get a move on," he begged.
Roman grinned, momentarily pulling his hands off Neptune, just long enough to undo his pants. "Impatient boy," he commented.
Despite the comment he did continue his advances. Watching the kid squirm was fun, but the look on his face when they actually got down to business was even better. That mixed with the moans he let out with each and every one of Roman's thrusts was, quite possibly, the best experience in Roman's life.