37 Release

:kiss to Monty and Janine for beta

Warning: This chapter contains breath control play. It is very dangerous and I do not recommend or condone the use of it. This is fiction and thus the only place it can be performed safely. I am in no way suggesting that you try such a dangerous act and I will not be held responsible if you do.

If this kind of 'play' makes you uncomfortable, you can skip this chapter and it will have no effect on the way the story reads. This is purely for smutty goodness and something that got in my head and I couldn't get it out.

Taylor was pacing the house and driving Sean insane. He knew Taylor was nervous about the grand opening tomorrow, but he'd never seen Taylor so agitated.

The day they had at the shop, he knew it only added to the stress. Dom having to deal with Letty, and him chasing after Sarah was definitely not in the original plans and Taylor was afraid it was all gonna fall to shit before it had a chance to start.

"Taylor, you alright?" Sean asked him, knowing it was a rhetorical question. Taylor just grunted at him and went over to the fridge, and opened it and stared into nothingness. He closed the door again, stared at it for a bit, and finally opened the freezer.

Sean watched his antics for as long as he could take it. He had to do something to snap Taylor out of his overwhelming fear of failure. He walked up behind Taylor and dropped his voice to a deadly whisper. "Close the door," he ordered.

Taylor straightened slowly but didn't close the door. He stood with his back to Sean but he was on full alert. He knew that voice and what it meant. Hot, sweaty sex. Fucking. Just what he needed. So Taylor decided to play along.

"What if I don't?" he questioned, his voice every bit as husky as Sean's had been.

"Then I'll have to make you."

Taylor snorted, "You think you're strong enough to take me?"

They both knew Sean was, though Taylor was more experienced at fighting. Sean could hold his own without a doubt.

"Close the door, Taylor," Sean ground out.

Taylor closed the door and as soon as it was shut, Sean slammed him hard up against it. One arm pressed behind his neck, holding him in place as the other hand gripped Taylor's left wrist and twisted it behind his back.

Taylor's face and chest were pressed against the cool stainless steel and he shivered at the sensation against his heated skin. He loved when Sean got all aggressive and took charge.

"Feeling feisty, Sean?" Taylor taunted with a smirk. He knew the more he worked the other man up, the better and hotter the sex would be. "If you wanted to fuck, all you had to do was ask." Taylor added lightly, amusement thick in his voice.

Sean leaned in and spoke roughly in Taylor's ear, "I ain't asking."

"Humm," Taylor rumbled low and then hissed out a breath when Sean bit down hard on his ear. So that's how we're gonna play it tonight? He felt the stroke of Sean's soothing tongue a second before his mouth dropped down to his neck and bit him again. The pinch of his teeth sent a spike of heat straight to Taylor's cock.

His voice rough, almost grating as it worked past his dry throat. "We gonna do this here?" Taylor rumbled before he lost the ability to think. He was hot. His balls tight and his cock impossibly full and achy.

Sean growled behind him and pushed him tighter into the fridge then quickly jerked him back, "No. Bedroom, now!"

Taylor turned and faced Sean, rolling his shoulders, but not making a move to go to their room. Sean growled again and took an aggressive step toward him. "I. Said. Move."

Taylor smirked and then sobered, "Make me."

Sean shoved him, knocking him back a few steps. He repeated the move and Taylor retreated another step or two. Before Sean had a chance to shove him again, Taylor pushed him back.

"You better watch who you're pushin'," Taylor warned.

"I told you to move it. Now get your fuckin' ass upstairs!"

Taylor glared at him for a few seconds, pretending to decide if he'd listen or not. He had to admit Sean was good. Once he started something, he was all about it. Clearly, Sean had missed his calling as an actor.

If Taylor didn't know better, he'd think Sean was really pissed. Finally, he turned and trudged up the steps. Sean was hot on his heels.

As soon as they were in the room, Sean closed and locked the door. "Strip," he demanded. Taylor smirked again but did as he was asked. "Something funny?" Sean bit out as he glared at the other man.

Taylor sobered, "Nope."

He stripped, never taking his eyes from Sean's. He was hard, ready and weeping. He loved it when Sean got all aggressive and demanding. It didn't happen enough for his tastes, but it looked like he was in for a good time tonight.

Sean's eyes roamed over Taylor's and he couldn't help but admire his body, especially his cock. He wanted Taylor buried deep inside of him but this was his game and it was for Taylor. He'd get his chance. "Get on the bed."

Taylor sat on the bed and then scooted himself toward the middle. He watched with keen interest as Sean began to remove his clothes. He was deliberately slow about it, first showing off his six-pack abs, then his pecks before he pulled the shirt over his head. He paused a moment and Taylor's attention was drawn to the underside of his chin and neck. Taylor grew harder and growled.

Sean pulled the shirt off and raised an eyebrow at Taylor. He pulled off his shoes and then his socks. Straightening, he let his fingers linger a few seconds longer than necessary at the fly of his jeans before he began to unbutton them and ease the zipper down.

Taylor could see the large, ridged length of Sean's cock against the gray fabric of his boxer briefs. A small drop of pre-cum darkened the material at the head of his dick. Taylor licked his lips and watched, mesmerized as Sean eased the boxers down over his lean hips revealing his shaft to his hungry gaze.

Sean eyed Taylor while he walked over to the nightstand and opened the drawer. He reached in and pulled out a large bottle of lube and a five inch glass buttplug. Sean watched with satisfaction as Taylor's eyebrows rose higher and his dick twitched. They'd never used one before, so it was something new for both of them.

Something exciting.

After retrieving the items, Sean made his way over to the bed and stood, looking down at his partner.

"Spread your legs," he ordered in a horse voice and nodded approvingly when Taylor complied.

"Good. Now put a pillow under your hips. I want better access."

After Taylor was in the proper position, Sean leaned forward and slid his finger over his puckering hole. He watched as Taylor's cock twitched and he gave a humorless smile.

Sean made a show out of coating his hand and the buttplug with a generous amount of lube. He knew Taylor wasn't quite ready for it, but it was one that helped open and expand the hole.

He used his finger first, pushed past the ring of muscle and looked up at Taylor when he hummed softly. Yes, this is what he needed. Sean also knew when Taylor was in this mood, he didn't like to go slow.

Taylor's hips raised up off the bed to urge Sean on. Sean removed his finger and pressed the small, blunt end of the plug against Taylor's anus and applied pressure.

The end slipped in and Taylor cursed. Sean put his hand on Taylor's lower stomach to hold him in place as he tried to impale himself deeper on the smooth, cool glass.

"Stop moving," Sean ordered gruffly and Taylor grunted at him but complied. Taylor knew that Sean would pull away if he didn't and well, that was unacceptable at the moment.

So, Taylor breathed deep and waited. His heart pounding, cock jerking and straining for touch as Sean took his time, just to torture him.

"Fuck, Sean, give me something," he growled.

Sean pushed the plug in harder and Taylor cried out.

"You like that?" Sean asked him.

"I'd like it better if it was your cock. Take that thing out and fuck me."

Sean chuckled, "I don't think so." He pulled back on the toy slightly before he pushed it deeper and slightly harder into Taylor, causing the man to curse again.

Sean wondered why they'd never used toys before and quickly decided to integrate them more often in their fuckfests. He worked Taylor in to a small frenzy with the quickly warming glass. When he finally removed it and crawled between Taylor's legs, every muscle in Taylor's body was bulging and straining.

Taylor was wound tight. Now it was Sean's job to pop the spring and give him release.

Sean coated himself once again and then Taylor. He positioned himself at Taylor's anus and leaned forward until the head of his cock slipped through the tight ring of muscles.

Taylor wasn't fully open, the buttplug nowhere near the size of his cock, but Sean knew that's how he liked it. Just bordering on pain, making Sean work to get inside of him. Pleasure-pain for both of them.

Taylor sucked in a breath and stilled, waiting for Sean to continue.

Sean waited a beat, then two before he grabbed Taylor's hips and pushed steadily, almost brutally forward until he was buried to the hilt.

Their balls touched and they both shivered. Sean let out a deep sigh and Taylor tightened more. "You want me to fuck you, Taylor?"

"Fuck yeah, Sean. Get it done already."

Sean pulled back slowly and grinned as Taylor arched his back and moaned. He snapped his hips forward hard and Taylor gasped. Sean repeated the action and got the same reaction. He knew he'd have to act fast for what he planned.

Both of them were harder than hell and more than ready to blow at any moment.

"Take a deep breath," Sean ordered softly before his hands slid up and wrapped around Taylor's throat, just below his Adam's Apple.

Taylor's eyes snapped open and his gaze locked with Sean's. They both stilled.

Sean waited as his intent sunk into Taylor's lust filled brain.

"Do you trust me?" Sean asked seriously. This was it. It required full and total trust. No hesitation. No second guessing.

After a few moments, Taylor nodded and took a deep breath.

Sean swallowed and slowly began to apply slight pressure to Taylor's carotid artery. He pulled back and thrust his cock hard into Taylor, never breaking eye contact.

Taylor's hands came up to grasp Sean's forearms as he began to pound into Taylor's ass. Hard. Brutal. In and out. Deep.

Back arched and hips moved to adjust.

Deepen the stroke.

Fingers tightened slightly.

Hands gripped harder.

Right there. He hit it. The slippery spot, deep inside Taylor.

Taylor would have gasped if he could have made a sound. Instead, his mouth opened and shuddered.

Sean hit it again and felt sweat running down his spine. He was close. Taylor was too. Should he stop the pressure now?

His frown gave him away to Taylor and he shook his head as much as he could. Don't stop.

"Fuck!" Sean ground out as he bucked harder and faster into Taylor.

Veins bulged. Eyes watered and faces turned red from lack of oxygen and deep concentration.

Sean grazed Taylor's Prostate again and watched as Taylor's eyes began to close and his grip loosen slightly before he clenched and bucked his hips up.

Sean instantly released his pressure, threw back his head and roared with release. He'd never cum so hard in his life. Holding Taylor's life in his hands. Knowing Taylor trusted him entirely was overwhelming. Humbling.

Taylor couldn't yell at first. He sucked in a deep breath, then another the second Sean removed his fingers. Then he howled and came so hard his vision went grey and fuzzy.

Sean's heart was pounding from pleasure and fear the entire time Taylor flirted with unconsciousness. Taylor's throat was slightly red as Sean stared at the throbbing pulse point and willed Taylor to open his eyes.

When he did, Sean swallowed the lump in his throat and shook his head. "Never again, Taylor. Fuck man, never again."

Taylor's throat was raw and he didn't really know how to respond so he just grunted. Fuck it felt good. Best orgasm he'd ever had, but if Sean wasn't willing to go there again, then neither was he. And they'd never try it on Shay.

"I came so hard it hurt," Taylor said with a chuckle a bit later.

They both laid there, on their backs staring up at the ceiling. Trying to wrap their brains around what had just happened. What they had just experienced.

"Me too," Sean said and then sighed. "I don't think we should tell Shay about this. I don't want to upset her." Sean turned and looked at Taylor.

He had no idea what made him decide to do it in the first place. He'd never in his life done such a thing to a lover. Sure he'd taken out the occasional perp with a choke hold, but never a lover. Never for sexual gratification.

Taylor nodded. He hated keeping things from Shay but this was something he could agree on. He didn't want to upset Shay either. He had no idea how and why Sean had done what he did, and as great as it felt, they knew they couldn't take the risk again. Not with a baby on the way.

Not with their lives just starting.

They both rose to go and take a shower and laughed when both of them felt weak in the knees. Shayna was sleeping when they came out. Back from her last minute shopping trip with Mia.

Each man slid in beside of her and wrapped themselves around her small frame. Their eyes met over the top of her head in silent understanding. She, this, was better than any edge play orgasm they could ever have.

"It felt so good though," Taylor said with a grin toward Sean before he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Sean, however didn't sleep quiet so easily. He looked at his hands and frowned. He had beat a man to death with them and now he choked his lover to near unconsciousness. He wondered if he was more like Riddick than he originally thought.

That made his frown deepen but he wondered if he should talk to Riddick. Just to assure himself that they were nothing alike. Maybe he had a darker nature than he realized. Than any of them realized. And maybe, he was just a sick fuck?