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"Mmmm." John let out small moans of delight as Sheamus played with his ear. "I thought about this all the way over here...You setting me on fire for you...Taking my body for your pleasure and mine." John began to feel a familiar feeling from Sheamus that he had not in quite some time. "M-Master...Are you going to let me fly?"
"Would ye like that...have ye fly for me my sweet Angel...have us share as one..." He began kissing along John's neck again. "I believe I can without the problems of the past..." He ran his tongue along the curve of John's neck slowly from the shoulder towards his ear.
"Yes, you know I would...Mmmm...It's what I long for." John tilted his head to give Sheamus better access. "I want my Master to claim me again. Make me yours." Sheamus allowed his teeth to lightly scrap the side of John's neck. He then worked to trail his lips over John's tones chest and abs, his own body sliding farther down John's body, still pinning his legs. "Ye just love being at me mercy, Angel." He placed a hand around each of John's wrists, pinning them to the bed with a little bit of force. He then kissed and nibbled along his stomach. "Placing such trust that I could do what I pleased to ye...body...mind...soul...I could push ye to the edge only to pull ye back just in time before falling into oblivion...and ye would cry for more."
"Y-Yes, I would." John's body gave another shudder, on fire from Sheamus' attentions. "I've always craved your control, Master. From the first time you pinned me at your house...My body has always been yours to command."
Sheamus gave a low growl like moan. "Hmmm ye remember me having yer hands locked above yer head...and me stroking ye..because how heated ye were...then me pinning yer legs much the same way..." His words were thick with his accent, just held a silky smoothness. John moaned at the words and mental images assaulting his senses.
"Please, Master." He begged, his blue eyes dark with lust. "Get the tie I used to blindfold you with...Use it to tie my hands over my head."
Sheamus slowly licked his lips. "Ye trust me to try something? I will tell ye now if it works it may make us both more tired when we are done."
John's answer was immediate, without any hint of hesitation. "I always trust you. You try anything you want."
Sheamus moved so he actually moved John's hands from his sides to over his head. He looked right in John's eyes. His tone took on a faint smoothness "I want ye to close yer eyes...then think back to that night, Angel...picture feeling the weight of the cuffs around yer wrists, the smell of the leather in the air from them." John closed his eyes and remembered back. In ways it was much the same as when he immersed himself in his fantasies. He let out a faint gasp as he could have sworn he felt the heavy restraints wrapped around his wrists. "I can...almost feel them." He mumbled in amazement.
"Keep that feeling..." Sheamus lightly ran his fingers over his wrists. "The weight, the smell..." He slowly moved his hands down John's arms. "Go ahead, Angel...try to move yer arms...do ye feel the ends of the tether keeping ye in place?" He took a deep breath as he closed his own eyes a moment to focus on John's energy. "As ye move can ye hear the faint movement of the metal lock?" John allowed his mind to drift deep into a fantasy. He was a prisoner of his dark Master, a new slave to be trained and used. He went to move his arms only to feel them restrained. It was as real to him as if he had actually been locked inside actual cuffs. "I feel them, Master." John let out a small, shaky breath. "Damn.."
"Good...Now slowly open yer eyes...Then feel if the cuffs remain. I want ye to test them." Sheamus' eyes focused on John's face when his eyes opened. He knew he was pushing the boundaries of his powers, he was stepping into new territory. What some may think was dangerous territory, boarding dark.
John's eyes opened in pure wonder as he pulled to move his arms only to feel the resistance and actually hear the sound of metal clanking. "Oh, shit!" He looked at his Master in amazement. "Do you hear that?"
"I don't, Angel...tis what is in yer mind..." He leaned over kissing John lightly. "But once the suggestion was placed...I can help make it feel real." He started to place kisses along John's neck. "Power of the mind...stronger then any steel..." John let out a small moan as Sheamus kissed his neck.
"I'm aching for you, Master." He gave a slight shudder. "I want you...so bad."
"In time, Angel..." Sheamus gave an almost sinister type smirk to his lips before he leaned near John's ear. "We are not needed anywhere tonight...ye can struggle all ye want with yer bonds and ye are not going anywhere...Ye are completely at me mercy..." He then slid back down John's body until he was on his legs. He took a hold of John's cock, slowly stroking him.
"Almost like our first time...but now there is no clothing in our way...no fear of harming Randy's feelings..." He cupped and squeezed his own hardened cock, giving a deep moan. It all came rushing back to John; the sexual tension thick in the air, the feeling of being helpless and vulnerable to the dominant Sheamus, his deep wanting need. It was just like he had gone back in time. "Mmmm." John's body was on fire as his cock sprang to life. "Thanks for helping me out, Shea. It's been so long..." John spoke not even thinking as the words came from his mouth much like they did that night months ago.
Sheamus knew part of John was regressing farther than planned. For now he would see where it would go, "I am going to make ye feel real good, Angel." As he stroke John's cock slowly he moved to free John's legs using his own leg to part his thick thighs. He moaned almost growled his icy eyes growing darker. He stopped touching himself to place John's legs by his hips. He slicked two fingers and quickly began massaging between John's cheeks to brush the puckered flesh. "I am going to fill ye so full. Fill ye up and take ye so hard...give ye a nice deep burn of my cock spreading ye wide open. ye want that...don't ye..." He tapped his fingers against the sensitive flesh. John almost came undone as Sheamus tapped his exposed hole. In his mind he felt as horny and desperate as he had that first night he had begged for release from his captor. "Yes, I want it! Please, Shea, you have no idea how much I need this! Please...fuck my brains out."
Sheamus pushed the two fingers into John's ass; he stretched him slightly. "Yer so hot, Angel..." He stopped stroking John's cock so he could stroke his own aching member as he was stretching John's ass. He growled low in his chest as he couldn't wait anymore. He moved his fingers and just pushed hard and deep into John's ass. He closed his eyes as he seated himself balls deep. He was panting through his nose in short heated bursts. He moved John's legs over his shoulder, allowing him to begin pounding into John's tightened ass. Primal grunts of pleasure rumbled his chest and passed his lips.
"OH FUCK YEAH!" John's body was filled with pained pleasure as the aggressive Irishman pounded into him. Sheamus' animalistic show of power and dominance was the ultimate turn on. "Uhhhh...Fuck me good, Man! I want to feel this tomorrow!" Sheamus' head went back as he allowed himself to be swept in the moment of the feeling, feeding off John's own feeling. His chest heaving with his breath with more primal power as he allowed himself to nearly ravage John's body. His hands gripping John's legs as he practically grunted with near body rattling thrusts.
John felt the room spin as his body felt like it was being consumed by raw, primal energy. This went way beyond fucking. It was almost mating, two bodies working and sweating to become as one. He shouted out his orgasm as everything seemed to dim followed by the blissful sensation of peace, even though his body was still being driven into by his lover. Sheamus shuttered a deep moan, feeling the surge of energy that came along with John's orgasm. The vise like grip was squeezing him like hell. The intense wave of energy sent him over the edge. As he was already coming off his high he pulled out and moved to lay next to John. He lightly rubbed John's chest. "Ok, Angel...Time to relax...Close yer eyes and drift...feel the cuffs opening and falling away. ye are free and back with me." He closed his eyes, relaxing his mind. Any focus he had on John's mind fading away. He shuttered as he worked to balance the energy attempting to flood him. He felt his body feeling heavy from the drain he placed on it; part of him was pleased it worked. He knew he had to be responsible with it though.
John relaxed and felt his body drifting. When he attempted to open his eyes the feeling of the cuffs was gone. Lowering his arms back down, his body felt beyond drained. "Damn...Sweets, that was...amazing."
"Gl-glad ye..ap-approve." Sheamus' voice sounded drained. He lightly took one of John's arms, draping it around his shoulders as he cuddled against John's side, hooking his one leg over John's leg.
"You've never taken me so hard." John mumbled, his eyes drifting closed. "You wore me out good, Baby."
"Ye...ma-may fe-feel la-later..." His hand lightly brushed John's chest. "I'll ma-make sure yer ok for th-the show to-tomorrow night..."
John gave no answer to his Master. He was sound asleep, his body exhausted from the long flight and their intense time together. Sheamus just took a slow breath, letting his own body drift into a needed rest he had been fighting.