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A couple hours passed when there was a knock at the door. John could feel a familiar pull from that direction. "Sweets is here." John announced before walking to the door and opening it.
"Hello, Angel...seems we need to talk." Sheamus stated when the door opened.
"Fuck, I am guessing Hunter told him." Randy stated from the couch.
"Come on in." John gestured then closed the door behind him for privacy.
Sheamus moved to sit in a chair. "What this about ye both nay renewing ye contracts?"
"We are thinking...if Master says we can be together of not renewing our contracts." John said. "We discussed maybe opening a school in Florida. We could be together every day and live as we please."
"I see...I don't know how long it will be until I can even get there." Sheamus explained.
"Well, then we can always work sans obligation until you can hopefully." Randy told him.
John felt his heart hurt at the idea of separation. "Hopefully it won't be too long."
"Well, me first step is convincing a magistrate that I am me. That me death was falsely reported." Sheamus told them.
John nodded as he looked at Sheamus. "What did Hunter do when you showed up?"
"Ye means beside trying to keep his eyes in his head?" Sheamus laughed. "He asked if the doc here could take a DNA sample." He laughed again. "Talk about covering ye bases...but it may help me case."
"Yeah it would." John agreed. "Just think, Sweets. We could work close to home doing what we love. And we could do the things we always dreamed of...like quiet picnics together in public."
"It may nay be the deserted island we talked of..but aye...guess it would be nice." Sheamus commented.
"We can go on vacations...hell, we can find a deserted island. Anything you want." John walked over to Sheamus, pulling him close. He wanted to feel his Sweets while he could. As John tried to pull Sheamus up the larger man pulled him down instead onto his lap. John laughed as he ended up on the Irishman's lap, his arms wrapped around his neck as he enjoyed the closeness. Sheamus buried his face in the crook of John's shoulder and neck, relaxing it there. John could not believe their connection. Even not doing anything sexual he could almost feel their hearts beating together...everything with Sheamus was just beyond perfect. It seemed even more so now after being separated six long months. "You used to say I was like an addictive drug." He mumbled quietly. "Is that still true?"
Sheamus lightly nodded, taking a deep breath drawing in tiny flecks of everything that was the presence of his Angel. The men stayed like that for a few long minutes. John lost all sense of time as he just basked in the feeling of being so close to Sheamus. He thought that it was something he would never feel again. Randy remained quiet, giving the two their time before he had to let John know it was getting late. "Baby?" He called over.
John raised his head and looked over like he had forgotten where he was. "Yeah, Daddy?"
"We need to get ready to head for the airport." Randy told him. Something in his tone and face showed he didn't want to break their moment.
John knew it was true so he gave a nod, his eyes turning to Sheamus one last time. "Think of us, Sweets. I hope we can see you soon."
"Aye me too, Angel...me too...both of ya." Sheamus moved his arms so John could stand.
John stood and finished packing. It did not take long before they were ready to go. John looked at Sheamus with longing in his eyes before giving him one last hug, kissing the ring on the Irishman's hand. "So you want me to keep quiet about you to Master Finn?" He clarified.
"That be a tough one, Angel. Use ye judgement...but just don't try to place ultimatums on him about making a choice." Sheamus answered firmly.
John nodded his understanding. "Okay, Sweets. I...I better go before I want to hug you and never let go."
"Okay, Angel." Sheamus moved to John. He took his head lightly in his hands and tilted John's head down to lightly kiss the top of it. He then walked to Randy, giving him a good kiss. "Keep ye asses out of trouble."
"Yeah right." Randy joked before all three men left the room. Sheamus left so John and Randy could check out.
The guys left for England and then back home to the US once the tour was over. John knew he needed to tell Finn about Sheamus before it leaked to the Internet. He sent his Dom a text the day he and Randy were set to arrive back home in Florida, asking him if they could have a talk once he got off work. John was nervous when they pulled up in his driveway. "I'm glad you're here with me, Daddy. Maybe you can vouch for me so I won't look too crazy." He told his boyfriend.
"No...what's the term? He will think we are full of blarney." Randy laughed. The guys then headed inside to unpack and do laundry. John tried not to be nervous as evening drew near. For one thing he had not seen Finn in what now felt like a lifetime. He fixed a nice dinner of steak and vegetables for the three men and made sure he looked presentable. Finn showed up a little on the late side, dropping his bag off as normal before going to look for John.
John and Randy were in the kitchen when Finn walked in. They both turned their heads to look at him. "Hi, Master." John greeted with a small smile. "Dinner is all ready when you are."
"Aye, me be starving, Angel. Been missing a nice cooked meal." Finn joked. He moved over to hug John before going to grab a drink.
"Well, I made a lot. Even a few extra steaks if you want one." John told him with another smile. He took in the Irishman's appearance. "You look well...almost completely healed now."
"Aye...may have a bit of a scar in thee end...but nay overly noticeable." Finn told him. "And I am sure I could polish off a second. " John nodded and took a sip of his red wine. Once Randy and Finn dug in they all three began to eat. "So, how be ye fellas' trip?" Finn asked part way through the meal.
John knew he could not avoid the topic for long. He paused a moment before replying. "A little confusing...Ran and I paid our respects to Sweets' memorial in Ireland."
"That be a kind gesture. I am taking it his family be keepin it up." Finn commented.
"Uh...yeah." John glanced at Randy at a loss. "Master, this will sound beyond crazy...somehow some way Sweets is back. I mean really back...as in fully living like we are."
Finn tried not to reveal the shock he was feeling. "Damn...guess that was a bit of a surprise."
John nodded. "Yeah...just a shock. Hunter almost passed out I think. He stayed overseas to get his death certificate cleared up."
"Then what?" Finn asked. He tried to not let his voice betray his feelings.
"He said he would like to talk to you." John said honestly. "I assure you he has no desire to cause any trouble."
"I'll talk to 'im when he gets here. I am a gentleman enough to hear him out." Finn told him.
John gave a nod, not wanting to push or put words in Sheamus' mouth. It was up to his Sweets now. "Yes, Master." He focused back on eating.
"Glad to have ye own real estate back, Randy?" Finn asked almost with a chuckle before he started to eat again.
"Wh...oh yeah just a little i guess." Randy replied. It had been odd sharing a body with Sheamus.
John was thankful Finn was taking this all so well. He hardly blinked an eye at hearing a man returned from the grave. They all finished eating before John stood to clean the dishes. "Ye nay mind if I steal John away for a bit do ya, Randy?" Finn asked.
"I was sort of expecting it." Randy replied honestly. As far as he knew Finn had no one and John had not been around for over a week. John gave a smile as he rinsed dishes. He had missed Finn. With the traumatic injury he had suffered they had not been together in months.
Finn stood up. "I'll be in thee dungeon room, Angel." He then turned, heading from the room.
John gave a shaky breath and glanced at Randy as he filled the dishwasher. "That went well I think."
"Just hope not too well. We will see how it goes once Shea does show up." Randy told him.
John nodded, turning on the dishwasher. "Guess I'll see you later, Daddy."
"Do I get a kiss in case you don't make it back to bed?" Randy asked.
"Of course." John moved to give Randy a kiss. When it broke he gave the taller man a hug. "Love you."
"Love you too, Baby Boy...don't get too tied up." Randy laughed at the bad joke.
"Ha ha." John rolled his eyes but smiled, showing his dimples. He excused himself and made the walk to the dungeon room. When he reached it, he pushed open the door to step inside. Without being told the older man began to strip down out of his dress shirt and pants. "Over 'ere, Angel." Finn called from the bed. He was lounging against the headboard, already stripped down himself.
John stepped out of his pants and boxers before walking obediently to the bed. "Yes, Master?" He asked as he stood beside it.
Finn patted the bed next to him. "On ye back."
"Yes, Master." John moved to climb on the bed, laying on his back in the indicated spot. He was honestly surprised by the order. Finn normally had him standing or kneeling for a complicated rope tie. Finn rolled and moved until he was over John. He then leaned down to kiss the larger man. He balanced on one hand while the other felt along John's toned arms.
John returned the kiss with a faint moan, his cock responding to the heat and started to fill him. He liked the way Finn was touching his arms in an almost worshipful manner. Finn slowly kissed lower over the hollow of John's Adam's apple and the faint scar the older man had there. He then moved to look at John. Once again his eyes showed the feelings he didn't voice. Love, caring, maybe even a hint of worship and gratitude. "When I move, Angel...I want ye to roll to ye belly and place ye hands behind ya."
"Yes, Master." John nodded, feeling overwhelmed by the strong emotions he saw in Finn's grey eyes. He had never realized until that point how much his Dom truly cared for him. Finn moved off of John and headed for where he kept the now familiar silk cords. John rolled onto his stomach and placed his hands behind his back. He felt a lump of emotion in his throat at seeing the strong emotions Finn had for him. He was a lucky man. Many people go through life and never find love once. He had three loyal hearts who all carried a piece of his.
Finn came back over and looped the cording around one arm before he started to secure both. He then ran his hands once again almost in a sense of worship on how John's muscles flexed and strained in the ties. "Feels good, Master." John said as he took in the feeling and the touch. "I love how you tie me, then look at me...I love how just seeing me restrained can turn you on."
"Ye getting to know me so well, Angel." Finn spoke with almost a sense of reverence. "I love seeing the bound form. More so when they already be so willing."
"Guess we make a good match. I've always loved being restrained." John said in a husky tone. "Giving my control willingly to another...the fact you enjoy it as much as I do makes it even better."
"Aye indeed." Finn told him as he moved his hand off of John's arms and down over his lower back them rounded ass. He then gave a firm open handed swat to the cheek closest to him. John gave a soft moan from the attention. His ass had not been spanked since before the robbery. For some reason Randy had not done it lately.
Finn then slapped the other cheek. "So me Angel been good in my absence?"
"Yes, Master." John replied between moans. "O-Only Daddy had me and even that wasn't much because of work. You see my ass is all healed...no bruises."
"I am sure ye miss them some." Finn gave two more hits. "Ye wish some back?"
"Yes, please." John groaned at the thought, his cock thickening under him.
"Maybe another of ye favorites as well?" Finn pondered as he moved away from the bed. "One of ye lovely ball gags?" The thought may have turned the young man green briefly at the memory but had to remind himself he was the one using it… it was not being used on him.
John thought it was almost sweet how Finn seemed to be trying to do everything he knew John enjoyed. "Yes, please...maybe the camo one? I haven't used it yet."
Finn looked them over seeing it. "I got it." He walked back over with the gag, holding it in view. "Any final words?" He asked. If John eyes trailed to Finn body he could see the younger man was already growing aroused.
John looked at Finn's thick cock trying not to groan as he shook his head no. "No, Master."
"Then open wide for me." Finn instructed. John opened as wide as possible, knowing the gag was one of his bigger ones. It was made to stretch the jaw and make the wearer feel totally helpless. Finn carefully worked it into place before securing it behind John's head. He then moved to the wall to remove one of the more plain looking wooden paddles, bringing it over. John's body hummed in adrenaline at the feeling of being so helpless and knowing what was coming next. When Finn promised him bruises he always delivered. His cock was fully hard from anticipation of what was to come.
"I'm gonna mark ya like ye like...then fuck ya hard." Finn told him just before delivering the first two hard swats of the paddle. John gave a muffled but heated groan at the sting of the paddle. His muscles strained in the ropes which of course only heated his blood more. "Mmm, Angel...truly a missed sight." Finn praised with a faint groan as he continued with John's sound paddling.
The sharp sting and thud of the paddle soon changed into a warmth in his ass that spread all through him. His body felt heated, aroused and sensitive. John gave muffled groans of pleasure, loving the way the large gag stretched his jaw unlike any of the others he had worn before.
"I think ye about as ready for that pounding as I be." Finn commented as he set the paddle down and moved for the lube. John nodded his head with a moan, lust darkening his blue eyes as his chest heaved. Finn slicked himself before moving John's legs so he could climb between them. He massaged the tinted cheeks with both hands before parting the giving flesh so he could position the head of his hardened member between them.
John gave an almost whimper of need as he felt his cheeks parted. He was so heated by that point the only thought in his mind was how badly he needed to get fucked. Finn slowly pushed in to breach the tightened hole. A faint groan passed his lips as John's warmth slowly enveloped his cock . John gave a muffled moan as he could feel his inner muscles stretch to take in his Master's thickness. Somehow having his cheeks still warm from the spanking made it feel all the more intense.
"Feels good, Angel." Finn moaned as he pushed all the way in. He placed on hand over John's bound ones before he slowly pulled back only to snap forward with a faint grunting moan. John moaned his agreement, loving the way the Irishman's thick manhood filled him so completely. His large muscles strained in the ropes as his body reacted to the strong feeling. Finn's eyes took in the strain of John's arms and shoulders, then down his back with every thrust. Heated panting moans left his lips. He then stopped while fully inside. "Shift ye knees, Angel so I can get a hold of ya."
John grunted as he struggled to obey and move to his knees while bound. He finally got in the desired position, spit running from the corners of his forced open mouth. The whole thing had him so hot he could hardly think straight. "Good, Angel." Finn praised as he moved his other hand under them to grasp John's hardened and formally neglected cock. He slowly stroked him as he began to move again himself.
John's head went back at the added stimulation. It all felt so good. Finn's cock brushed his prostate just right in the new position and jolts of pleasure surged through him as he gave a louder moan around the ball. "Mmm yeah, Angel..that what ye be needing." Finn stated as he started to move fasting with matching jerks of John' s cock. Deep heated moaned passing the smaller man's lips as he felt John's inner muscles reacting in small spasms to his actions.
John had been taught by Sheamus to try to hold off until his Dom finished or told him to cum so he tried to control himself although it was not easy with the continuous stimulation to his aching cock and prostate. His chest heaved and sweat ran from his forehead as his inner muscles tightened around his Master's cock.
"Oh damn oh damn." Finn mumbled in grunted moans as he couldn't hold much more. He pushed deep before he came hard. He released John's cock and pulled out. "Roll over, Angel.." He panted as he moved so he wouldn't get kicked.
John rolled over onto his back, grunting as his sore ass hit the bed. His eyes were glazed with lust and his straining member was leaking drops of pre-cum onto his tight stomach. Finn moved to take a hold on John's cock, stroking it like before. "Such a good, Angel...now ye reward." John's eyes drifted closed as he gave a faint moan at the touch. He knew it would not take much as his cock was already slightly throbbing. "Come on, Angel...ye know ye want to." Finn told him. John did not know why but he needed to feel his neck be bitten or kissed at that moment. He tilted his head to expose his neck, giving Finn a pleading look.
Finn moved up some. "Need added attention, Angel?" He asked as his moved his head to look in John's eyes. John nodded, keeping his head tilted so his neck was exposed although still covered by the paracord collar. Finn leaned over to kiss along the exposed flesh above the collar. John groaned as he felt the soft lips tease his skin. It only took a few minutes of the treatment before he came hard, panting around the gag as he almost felt limp once he was spent. Finn released John's cock then moved to free his lips.
"Thank you, Master." John said after working his jaw a few minutes. "I had so much fun. I fucking loved everything...that gag made me feel so helpless...a damn turn on."
"Glad ye like...once ye can turn or sit up I'll free your arms." Finn told him. John slowly rolled onto his stomach. Bruises could be seen forming on his round cheeks and a little of Finn's release coated his upper legs. Finn worked to finish freeing John. "Ye wish to shower in my room of yours?"
"It doesn't matter, Master. Whatever you prefer." John paused. "May I possibly wear my formal collar while I'm off work? I haven't gotten to wear it since the first time you took it off me."
"I thought it bothers Randy?" Finn asked.
John's eyes lowered. He had forgotten about that. "I...forgot. Never mind." He had wanted the feeling of leather around his neck and it had been a long time.
"I wouldn't have minded, Angel...I just don't wish discord with ya Daddy." Finn tried to explain. "Let's head up to my room...get clean then I can place some ointment on ye bum." John nodded and stood to gather his clothes to leave the room. Why did it have to bother Randy so much when the younger man knew he had a Master? He was so proud of his collar. He had practically lived in Sheamus' formal on his times off the road. It hurt he had not been able to wear it since it was given to him.
The two men headed from the room and upstairs here Finn moved to set the water for them. "So...I can't wear my formal any more at all?" John finally clarified quietly. "When you first gave it to me you told me I had to switch to go out in public for work. I...I didn't know it was off limits now."
"How about ye move it and store it in thee dungeon room...when ye go in there ye may place it on. Of course also clubs. Ye may need to speak to ye Daddy about other times." Finn suggested.
John nodded although he still looked a bit unhappy. "Okay...I just miss the feeling of a heavy mark. I used to practically live in my formal with Sweets every time I was out of public eye."
"Well, talk to ye Daddy about it...I just don't wish to disrupt things." Finn told him. "Water should be good." John nodded and got into the water to wash off. He did not waste any time before he began to soap his body to clean it from the session. Finn went to grab the ointment then the towel for John to dry after his shower.
John was still confused about his collar as he showered. Last he knew he was asked to swap it out for work. Randy may have acted a little off when he looked at it but when did Finn decide it was off limits except for scene play? Once he was finished he turned off the water and stepped from the shower. Finn handed John the towel. "I am going to clean quickly, Angel. Dry then lay on ye belly for me." Finn instructed as he headed for the shower. John took the towel and dried off before walking to the bed and laying on his stomach. As he waited thoughts of his collar helped him remember Sheamus and his mind drifted to the one on display next to Randy's in what used to be Sheamus' office space.
When Finn was done he got out to dry before moving to the bed. " Ye staying here or returning to ya Daddy?"
"Going to Daddy I guess." John mumbled as he tried to reign in his drifting mind. He wanted to ask Randy about the collar.
"Okay, Angel." Finn opened the ointment and began to apply a thin layer over the forming bruises on John's ass.
"Thank you." John said once Finn finished with the ointment. It soothed some of the tenderness he was feeling.
"Ye welcome… when ye be ready ye may stand and I will bid ya a good eve." Finn said.
John slowly stood and faced Finn, loving the accent as always. "Night, Master."
"Good eve, Angel." Finn motioned John to bend for a kiss. John bent so the younger man could kiss him.
Finn placed a light kiss to John's lips before escorting him to the door.
"Rest well, Master." John said before walking out of the room with an armful of clothes. Finn shut the door after him then prepared for bed, making sure he was set of the next day.
John walked out of the room and paused in the office space, walking nearer to where the two collars were. His hand drifted over the charm, a lump forming in his throat as he thought about Sheamus. On the bright side Finn had not seemed overly upset or annoyed at the idea of Sheamus being alive and coming to see him. He had to hope for the best it would all work out.
Finn laid in his bed. He just stared at the ceiling. Was John already trying to distance himself? He knew they both enjoyed the play time but they had not spent time together in weeks. They were together but then John left. Finn remembered a time John would almost beg to share a bed together. He had all the time on the road with Randy...but he got picked to spend the night with. If they were telling the truth and somehow Sheamus had actually returned where would he be? Sheamus was John's first Dom. John practically worshipped the man. How would he measure up? Would John fall from him like the others did?
Once John reached the master bedroom he saw Randy laying in bed watching the big screen TV on the wall. He moved to put his dirty clothes in the hamper before greeting the younger man. "Hey, Daddy. I'm back."
"Hey, Baby Boy. Have fun?" Randy asked as he moved to shut off the TV.
"It was good..." John walked to his dresser where the formal collar lay and picked it up, The smell of leather rose to his nose. "I asked Master to let me wear my formal and he said no...he thinks it offends you and doesn't want to make trouble.H...He asked me to save it for clubs and the dungeon unless I talk to you first."
Randy looked over, raising a brow. "I don't know if offend is the right word. I don't like it because I can't do anything with your neck when you wear it. Or if we want to go swimming we...well, you need to remember to take it off."
John gave a soft sigh as he looked down at the collar. "I felt so proud,,,so complete with this on. I guess I don't understand when I practically lived in Sweets' 24/7. The paracord is alright in public but not the same as having the weight and smell of the leather on my neck.I...worked so hard to earn the right to wear it and never wanted to take it off."
"I don't mind if you wear it some of the time, Baby...do you understand what I am saying though? I know it is part of your life. But don't be hurt if I may want you to remove it at times so we can do things." Randy said.
John nodded slowly, sitting it down. "So when am I allowed to wear it? I guess I'm confused. Master said that was your decision to make."
"I guess most of the time...except sleeping. Just don't feel bad if I ask to remove it at times. In return I will try not to act annoyed about that request." Randy said honestly.
John left the collar on the nightstand and walked to get in bed. He gave a small hiss as his newly bruised ass made contact. "Rough night, Baby?" Randy tried to joke. He remembered he used to get mad but he knows Finn cleaned up his act about after care.
"Nah...I loved it. All the bruises cleared on my ass so Master asked me if I wanted more." John told him.
Randy laughed. "Sounds normal. Is your alarm set? I know you like to cook for Finn before he heads out."
John looked thoughtful before nodding. "You know I think I made a mistake. I was so focused on asking you about the collar I didn't stay with him...he doesn't have anyone but me and I've been gone so long I wonder if I hurt him."
"I don't know, Baby...did you want to go back?" Randy asked.
"Maybe I should. He was acting different tonight...trying so hard to please me." John replied. "Maybe he's worried about Sweets."
"Good chance. He seems like a very positive guy, but also keep quiet about a lot." Randy told him. "I'll be fine, Baby...go on. Maybe take the collar with you."
John gave Randy a smile and a kiss before grabbing his collar. "Thanks, Daddy. Love you."
"Love you too, Baby. See you in the morning." Randy told him.
"Okay." John gave him a last kiss and then made the walk to Finn's sleeping quarters with the collar. He did not want to disturb him so he paused in the doorway, calling softly. "Master?"
A faint cough was heard from the bed. Finn's arm could be seen moving to his face briefly. "Aye, Angel?" Did his voice crack? "Forget something?"
"No, Master. I was getting ready for bed and I missed you. May I stay?" John asked as he walked closer to the bed to sit.
"Um...sure, Angel." Finn shifted slightly in the bed to make room for John. The room was already dark so his face was unseen. John climbed into bed, holding the collar out in the dark. "I brought my collar. Daddy said I can wear it anytime except when I sleep with him or we swim or he wants to play."
"Okay, Angel".Finn turned to take it from him. "If ye sit up I'll come around and put it on ya." His tone sounded clearer now.
John sat up, wondering why Finn's voice sounded off. "Did I catch you asleep, Master?"
"Nay, Angel...I hadn't fallen sleep yet." Finn got out of the bed, moving around to John's side. He carefully placed the thick leather around John's neck and secured it in the back. "There ye go...better?"
John nodded, sitting his paracord necklace to the side. "Did I upset you when I left? Your voice sounded off." John said quietly, looking up at the Irishman in the dark.
"It's fine, Angel." Finn leaned to kiss John before moving back to his side of the bed. He did not want John to know he had been crying.
Once Finn laid down John rolled to face him. "No, it's not. I should make time for you too. I was so so focused on the collar." He said.
"Well, ye came back." Finn told him. Finn didn't even notice how upset he had gotten until John asked him. He didn't notice the tears in his eyes or the sadness he was showing until that moment. He refused to admit or say it. He thought if he did it made him sound needy or clingy. John leaned to kiss Finn, feeling a little of the wetness from the tears. It hit him how different Finn and Sheamus were. Both have big hearts but Sheamus loves talking about his feelings while Finn hides them.
"Rest well, Angel. Sadly four in thee morn comes fast." Finn sighed as he tried to get comfortable.
"Yes, Master." John rested his head near Finn's chest. "Love you." He just felt like the words needed to be said.
"Aye, Angel...thank ya." Finn moved his arm around John's shoulds to let the older man rest closer.
John tried not to feel hurt when the sentiment was never returned. It always felt like a rejection somehow. "Would you rather I not say that anymore ?" He had to ask as his eyes closed.
"Nay, Angel...Sorry...I..I do love ya. I guess...tis silly." Finn couldn't tell John that somehow admitting his love made him more vulnerable if John chose to leave him.
"Okay." John tried not to show how rejected it made him feel to have to force the words from the man. He got comfortable and tried to go to sleep. Finn settled down himself closing his eyes as he could relax feeling a little better. He had to tell himself he was just over reacting. John would stay by his side. Wouldn't he?