Warning: This is literally just a short smut one shot, viewer discretion is advised

It was hard to remember when this little arrangement of ours started. When and how we came to the agreement that it was perfectly cool to just fuck each other when we we're feeling a little... 'backed up' so to speak. It was supposed to end right there, just a quick bump and grind so we could blow a load and move on with our days. But... it's kind of gotten out of hand. We've taken things a bit farther and have gotten a bit carried away.

I had to adjust myself in my jeans as I finished with the knot that officially tied James' hands to the bed post. A firm glare was directed towards me as he realized that this was really happening.

"You're a kinky fucker you know that?" He said, the glare on his face softening as I grabbed a hold of his member and gave it a few strokes.

"Says the one who's tied up and still rock hard."I smirked at him before dragging my nails lightly down his chest, knowing very well it tickled. I watched as he stifled a laugh and tried not to squirm.

"God dammit, why'd I agree to this again?" He was grinning now, subtly telling me to get on with his side of the bargain. I licked my lips in anticipation, and I was a bit taken aback by how excited I was to do what I was about to do. A few months prior and I would have punched anyone, even James, for asking me to suck them off. Now I actually wanted to.

I wanted to taste him, to feel the smooth texture of his cock as it slid against the back of my throat. To breathe in the bitter earthy smell that was his musk. To taste the salty drops of precum that beaded out from his head. It was even better when I knew I was in complete control over him while doing so. To feel him squirm and buck as I teased him closer and closer to the edge. To know that in that very moment, all he cared about where my lips wrapped around him. There was something oddly satisfying about having that much control over someone.

"Oh right, we had a deal didn't we?" I tried to sound disappointed, but I know I wasn't fooling him. I was just as excited about this as he was. I grabbed his dick in my hand and slowly made my way down to his member, making sure to keep his gaze locked with mine the whole way down. I opened my mouth and let my tongue roll across his dick, base to tip, all the while massaging him with my hand. I looked up at him for a moment, stopping my ministrations on his cock to look at that perfect expression of his, one of pure bliss. Though it was soon replaced by another glare as an impatient whine escaped from his lips.

I laughed but quickly took him into my mouth, humming as I did so. His smell and taste were practically intoxicating. A musk of pure manliness that I don't think I could ever get tired of. I worked my tongue all around his thick hard shaft and took him as far back into my throat as I could. I could hear him struggle against his restraints probably desperately wanting to wrap his fingers in my hair and keep me there forever. I worked him slow, my hand right behind my mouth to keep the glorious friction up at all times. His breaths were heavy and laced with deep groans as he obviously enjoyed what I was doing to him.

"Fuck Aleks, your way too fucking good at this." He said airily, trying to keep himself from thrusting up into my mouth. I smiled around his cock, maybe a little more proud than I should be at knowing I give good head. I move my lips and hands faster, working like a piston to please him.

I had total control over him now, he was too wrapped up in the pleasure I was giving him to care about anything else. I couldn't help but laugh and gave him one last good deep throat before pulling off his cock and making my way up to his mouth. I leaned down and took his lips with my own using my free hand to finally free my now massive erection from its cloth tomb. I kissed him hard and passionately, letting my tongue wash over his wondering if he could taste himself. He was quickly becoming one of my favorite tastes and I was too horny to worry about what exactly that meant at the moment.

I slid out of my jeans and sat on his lap letting our bare cocks press against each other, his still slick with my spit. I grabbed both of us in my hand pumping us together, my lips still locked with his loving the feeling of him beneath me. I broke the kiss to look down at him, his lips red and moist pointed into a sloppy grin. His dark eyes were glazed over from pure lust and I had a feeling mine wore a similar expression.

Everything about him was addicting, from his laugh to his dick. I wanted him inside me, no, needed him. "Fuck... James I want you so bad." I breathed into his ear as I leaned over to grab some lube. He laughed and thrusts his hips up into mine, already missing the hand that had been stroking us.

"You've already got me right where you want me, though if you untie me I could fuck that ass into next week." He grinned and his lips attacked my neck as I poured the lube onto my hands. I let out a low moan as he sucked on my neck but smirked and pulled away.

"Nah, I think I'll keep you tied up for now." I teased making sure to slick him up nicely with the lube. He pouted slightly and lulled his head back obviously growing impatient of the slow pace and wanting his hands free to probably get some revenge. I positioned his tip right under my hole, lowering myself agonizingly slow onto him. I hissed a bit as he went in but we had done this frequently enough that it didn't hurt much and I quickly grew used to his size. I bottomed out and threw my head back as I felt him brush against my prostate.

"Oh hell yes." James moaned, my ass completely encapsulating his dick. I sat there for a moment drowning in pleasure before I slowly started to bounce on top of him. Every moment of riding him was pure and utter bliss. Each downward motion making a beeline for that magical bundle of nerves that made everything okay in the world. I grabbed a hold of myself, working my dick as I rode his and getting completely lost in it all.

I could feel him getting close, his hip movements and breath growing rapid and frantic. My own orgasm threatening to rise over the edge and spill all over his chest.

"Ah- shit, Aleks!" James yelled before erupting inside me, his hot seed filling me and making my hand work faster until my own orgasm hit. I halfheartedly tried to suppress the moan of his name that escaped my lips. I breathed heavily, lifting myself off of him and falling to his side grinning like an idiot. I just laid there for a moment catching my breath and riding out the high. I let my head roll to the side and met his gaze.

His content relaxed expression and sloppy smile sent a course of an unknown emotion thorough me. It was so intense and pure that it almost scared me. How did he do that? How did he affect me so much when I had been in control only moments before? What even was this feeling? I quickly looked away and cleared my throat, trying to shake it away. I stood up from the bed and untied James' hands quickly, throwing him the tissue box and quickly putting on my clothes needing to get away.

"You okay?" He said, obviously confused by my sudden apparent need to leave.

"Y-yeah, totally forgot I'm supposed to stop by the office... cause, you know, the stuff." I shook my head at how stupid I sounded and quickly finished getting dressed before leaving. I practically ran up the stairs to my room and locked the door behind me. My heart was pounding in my chest and my stomach was tied in knots.

What even was that? I had never felt something like that before, something so strong and sudden it hit me like a bulldozer. My mind thought back to that expression on his face, the lopsided smile and those dark eyes staring at me with such a calming expression. I could get lost in those eyes. I almost fell over when the feeling washed over me again.

"Aleks?" That voice sent shivers down my spine and caused butterflies in my stomach. It hit me than. Like a freight train, maybe even harder. Love. That's what this is. I fucking fell in love with him. How stupid could I be? We were just fucking, that's all. Just a way to blow off some steam, bust a nut, have some fun. I wasn't allowed to fall in love with him. That wasn't part of the agreement. It was just supposed to be a casual thing. I banged my head against the wall, hand nervously running through my hair.

"Yeah?" I called back, my voice coming out much weaker than I would have liked it to.

"You sure you're cool? You took off like a bullet back there. It's only 12 you've got all day to stop by the office." He laughed, trying to keep things light, though I could hear the slight worry and skepticism in his voice. There was a pause before I heard him shuffle a bit and continue.

"I- I didn't hurt you did I?" That last part shocked me. Since when did he care about hurting me? Especially when we were fucking. He had fucked me way harder than we just did and sure my ass was a bit sore afterward but nothing serious. I felt my heart swell again and that stupid emotion was spreading through my stomach.

"No, no it's fine, I'm fine... Totally fine. Is it really only 12? Damn, totally thought it was later." I rushed out an excuse and just silently begged him to leave. Just needing sometime to sort this all out.

"...okay? Well, I'm going to get some food, want me to get you anything?" He asked, thankfully dropping the subject for now. My stomach growled but I didn't dare ask him to grab me anything.

"Nah, I'm fine. Thanks." I stood incredibly tense as I heard him mumble a quick 'whatever' before walking back down the stairs. I let out a shaky breath before heading towards the bathroom, desperately needing a shower. I could still feel some of his load inside me and it was doing nothing to calm my mind and forget about James Wilson for a while.

I turned the water on and didn't bother to wait for the proper temperature before steeping into the shower, I winced as the hot water stung my skin but the pain was nothing compared to the jumbled mess that were my thoughts. I rested my head on the shower wall trying my hardest to ignore any and all thoughts of him, but that task seemed near impossible. I brushed my wet hair back and wiped some water off my face. How the hell did this even happen? When? Why?

It was going to be a very, very long day.

"Fuck."

a/n sooooo yeah…. I guess I wrote a thing XP this is my first ever novahd fic and I literally only wrote it cause I wasn't to write a blowjob/bondage scene lol So I hope you liked it? Sorry it basically just all smut. I like smut. Anywho, I may or may not add to this. Depends if I'm still feeling novahdish, though it's more likely I'll end up writing another short smut thing. I haven't tried to write a decent narrative or plot in forever, I guess it couldn't hurt? We'll see