It wasn't like they wanted him to find them like this. In fact, Raphael was willing to wager that Malcolm didn't want Gil to see this. Or even have the slightest inkling that they were doing this.

Unfortunately, for both of them, Gil walked into the loft at the wrong moment.

Raphael was on his knees with his arms tied behind his back. Stripped of all his clothes. Tied into said position with a red silk rope. A similar collar tied around his neck. Malcolm was wearing his usual over dressed suit. Back facing the door that Gil had quietly walked through. Unable to see the older man who walked in. But, the bound man had. And tried to warn Malcolm that the older man was behind him. Instead of listening, Malcolm shushed him. Smiling sweetly as he informed,"Shh, shh...I know you're not entirely used to being bound like this."

"But I promise, we're going to have so much fun.",he added. Keeping his tone light as he ran his thumb over Raphael's bottom lip. Still smiling that sweet little smile. Right until Gil cleared his throat and he visibly tensed. Glancing over his shoulder, he finally spotted what Raphael was trying to warn him of. A nervous smile coming over his face as Gil stayed in place. Moving slightly to block Raphael's nude body from Gil's sight. In a low voice, Malcolm questioned,"Gil, when did-when did you get here?"

"How much of that did you hear?",he continued. Looking as thoroughly embarrassed as the bound man felt. A lingering feeling of awkwardness flowing through him. The older man answered,"Oh, as much as I need to."

"Bright, is Raphael even fine with this?",Gil questioned. Keeping his tone level. Though, Raphael picked up a touch of something in his voice. Something that made his eyebrow raise in confusion. Why did Gil sound so...interested? Malcolm answered,"He is, Gil. I promise that he's fine with it."

"Right, Raphie?",Malcolm asked. Looking down at the bound man. A tiny hint of nervousness still on his face. At first, Raphael merely nodded. Then realized that Gil wouldn't see that properly. And Raphael stated,"Yes, I'm fine with this. We've done it more than once, Gil."

"It's okay.",he continued. Trying to assure the older man so he would leave. Yet, Gil didn't leave. Instead, he walked closer to the pair. Allowing the bound man to see the look on his face properly. There was something strange in his expression. It wasn't anger. Wasn't confusion. In fact, he looked just as interested as he sounded a moment ago. Which felt strange in his mind. Why would Gil be interested? Instead of lingering on this, the older man just gave a strange smirk. Gently gripping Malcolm's shoulders, he asked,"So, you've been dominating your roommate for a while now?"

"...yes, sir.",Malcolm muttered. His tone sounded very subdued. Not like his usual confident self. That made Raphael's eyebrows raise as he felt even more confused. Watching Gil gently grip Malcolm's chin to turn his head to look at him. The smirk still on his face as he asked,"What did I tell you about things like this, Malcolm?"

"Not to without you here?",Malcolm questioned. That made Raphael freeze in place. What did...when did they come to that agreement? The bound man didn't remember that part of their contract?! Just when was he going to be made aware of this? It made his stomach twist slightly in anxiety as Gil let go of Malcolm. Turning his sights back to Raphael. Who now felt more exposed than he had minutes ago. His face burning bright red as the older man knelt down. Carefully reaching over to the bound man's face. Cupping it as he smiled at him. One that was more reassuring than he anticipated it being. Gil asked,"Bright tell you about our little arrangement?"

When Raphael shook his head, he frowned a little bit. Glancing over his shoulder, Gil stated,"Really, Malcolm? You couldn't be bothered to tell your roommate about this?"

"Very unwise of you, kid.",he continued. Looking a little annoyed with the now visibly cowed Malcolm. Did that mean Gil was going to untie him then? Allow him up and lecture Malcolm on his handling of his own submissive? That's what he hoped for until Gil gave a soft sigh. And he added,"Alright, Bright. Strip, get the cuffs, and go sit on your couch."

"You're going to be an observer for this. And I'm going to play with your little Sub.",Gil informed. Causing Raphael's stomach to twist further in anxiety. It made his heart flutter as he watched Malcolm do as instructed. Stripping out of his expensive suit as he headed to his 'room'. Then turning his attention back to the older man. Who was looking him over with a strange smirk on his face. One that made him blush harder as he squirmed in his bonds. The older man gently gripped the bound man's chin. Squishing it gently as he made him look up. Leaning forward to give him a gentle kiss on the lips. Surprising Raphael as he sat there frozen in shock for a moment.

Kissing back, he barely noticed that Malcolm was coming over. Holding a pair of handcuffs in his right hand. In a quiet voice, Malcolm asked,"So. Do you want my hands behind my back, Sir?"

Breaking the kiss, Gil answered,"Well, I can't have you touching yourself through this can I?"

"No, Sir. You can't.",Malcolm agreed. Carefully cuffing himself behind his back with a soft sigh. It was clear that he didn't want to not be able to. And that he was looking forward to doing that while Gil and Raphael 'played'. Gil ignored this as he kissed Raphael once again. A very light one that made his blush deepen. While he did this, Gil ran his hands over the bound man's body. Gently touching him as they kissed. One hand staying firmly on Raphael's hip and the other slipped further down. Pressing a finger into the bound man's slick hole. Slowly slipping it in and out as he ended the kiss. A tiny smile on his face as he asked,"You alright there, Raphie?"

"We can stop if you want.",Gil continued. Making sure that Raphael knew things would end if he asked. And that the older man wouldn't continue without his permission. Smiling slightly, Raphael answered,"It's okay, Gil. I'm fine, I promise."

"Good. You tell me if that changes, okay?",Gil questioned. Raphael nodded his head in agreement. Moaning softly as Gil pressed another finger inside of him. Fuck, it felt better than he pictured it would. Not like he imagined sex with his roommate's boss. At least, he wouldn't admit to it if he did. Gil continued to finger him as he looked over Raphie's shoulder. Smirking at Malcolm as he drew little whimpers and moans from Raphael. Loving the way the bound man tried, and failed, to hold still. Then savoring the whine that Raphael gave as he withdrew his fingers. A little chuckle came from him as he hushed him. Looking Raphael in the eyes, he asked,"How would you like this to go?"

"Uhh-""I mean would you prefer to lay down on your back for this or on your stomach?",Gil clarified. Back would be highly uncomfortable thanks to his arms being bound that way. But stomach would give him a better view of Malcolm. And both of them knew that. There was a small part of him that wanted to see that. Grinning, he answered,"On my stomach, sir."

With that, Gil had him turn around and lay down on his stomach. Looking up at Malcolm as he sat on the couch. He was chewing his bottom lip as he watched the pair. It was kind of cute watching him look so desperate. Then his attention was brought back to Gil by the sound of rustling fabric and a zipper being pulled. The sound of foil being torn. Raphael found himself chewing his bottom lip as he felt Gil rubbing himself against him. Freezing slightly at how much thicker he was than Malcolm. For a brief moment, he thought of taking back his consent. Telling Gil that he couldn't go through with it, then the older man pressed in. A faint moan escaped him as Gil thrust deep into him. His hips pressed against the bound man's ass as he bottomed out. Fuck, he'd never felt this full before.

Ever.

The older man's hands gripped Raphael's hips gently. Allowing him to get used to him inside of him. Groaning at the tightness around his cock. Gil leaned forward, one hand moving from the bound man's hip to his shoulder. His mouth near Raphael's ear as he whispered,"Let's give Bright a show, okay?"

"Let him see what he's missing out on.",Gil added. In a tone that suggested that he was smirking a little. And if Raphael looked over at him, he was sure he'd see it. Instead he just nodded along as Gil pulled back a little. Not a moment later did he start thrusting into him. Setting his rhythm at a rough and fast pace. Knocking out loud moans as Raphael writhed beneath him. Pressing back against him as they rocked together. Not missing the panting, groaning, and praises that fell from Gil's lips. Telling him how good he was being for him.

Calling him 'pet' and 'good boy' as he did so.

While Gil did this, he saw the look on Malcolm's face. The look of frustrated arousal as he watched Gil pound him with at such a pace. Like his roommate couldn't tell which one he wanted to be. Either Raphael being drilled into. Or Gil. It was kind of hot seeing him so...so denied like that. Unable to get off until Gil allowed him to. Which probably wouldn't be for a good long while.

Raphael let out louder moans as Gil leaned completely over him. Moving the hand on his hip to the bound man's throat. Tightening it until Raph couldn't easily breath. But not bad enough that Raph would panic. Instead, he was moaning louder than before and pressing harder against Gil. Who asked,"Do you want to cum, pet?"

"Y-yes...",Raph stammered. It was hard to speak with Gil's hand around his neck. But he managed it as he pleaded,"P-please, sir. Please? I need to, please?"

"Then cum for me, pet.",he demanded. It wasn't long before Raphael came hard around Gil's cock. Pressing back against him as the older man thrust erratically into him. Him riding out his orgasm as he tightened his grip around the bound man's neck. Enjoying the whimper as he slammed his hips against Raph a few times. Catching his breath as he let go of the bound man's throat. Pulling out of him, Gil asked,"You doing okay, Raph?"

"Yes, Sir. I'm fine.",Raphael answered. A tiny smile came to his lips as Gil carefully pulled out. Listening to the wet snap of a condom being removed. Then the older man untied his wrists as they watched Malcolm. Aroused, frustrated, and desperate as he stared at them. As he got into a sitting position, Gil questioned,"Do you think Bright's been punished enough, Pet?"

"Or do you think we should leave him like that for a little more?",he continued. Malcolm gave him a pleading look at Gil's words. Not saying anything as he silently begged Raphael. Who shook his head as he smirked at his roommate. In a low voice, Raphael answered,"I don't think so, sir."

"I think he can wait a little more.",he continued. The older man smirked as he started to actually strip out of his outfit. Tossing his clothes aside as Gil stated,"I was so hoping you'd say that."

"Now, on your knees.",Gil directed. Raphael got to his knees as he watched the older man. Blushing as the older man cupped his face. Heart racing at what was to come.