"Here we are, home sweet home." Dean said, opening the door to his apartment. It was quite a small and slightly dirty place. A old worn couch, beer bottles on the coffee table, an ashtray filled with cigarette butts, some clothes strewn across the floor.
"Can I get you anything to drink?" Dean asked.
"Nah, thats fine. I've had enough for tonight. The only thing I want is you baby."
"You're so sweet. Have a seat." He said, motioning over to the couch, which Roman sat down on after taking off his jacket, placing his gun and knife on the table.
Dean picked up the knife, running his fingers over the blade. "You ever killed somebody with this?"
"No. I haven't. You be careful with that. Don't want you hurting yourself."
The other let out a chuckle, placing the knife the down. Roman beckoned him over, wanting to get down to business. Dean crawled over to him, down on his knees in front of him.
He nuzzled his face against the huge bulge between Roman's legs. Roman petted his soft hair, while unzipping his jeans for him. With a bit of help, his pants and boxers were around his ankles, Dean now giving the tip of his cock a few licks, stroking it a bit.
"Yeah, thats it baby..." Roman groaned, resting his head on the cushion. "Get it all nice and wet for yourself."
Dean wrapped his lips around it, bobbing his head up and down, swirling his tongue around the head. Roman fisted both hands in his hair, his cock hitting the back of his throat, making him gag a few times.
Soon, he removed Dean's mouth off of his cock, a string of saliva coming from his red swollen lips.
"Bedroom. Now." His said, picking him up, Dean's legs wrapping around his waist. He kissed him roughly, carrying him over to the bed. He placed him down, ordering him to turn around.
He grabbed at his ass, squeezing it through his skirt. He removed the skirt, leaving Dean in only the corset, panties, and fishnets. His hands stroked over his beautiful long legs, nipping at them, soon coming up to his ass.
He spread his cheeks, exposing the pink puckered hole. He gave it a few soft kisses and nips, then started licking around before poking his tongue inside.
Dean moaned. He loved being eaten out. It felt good. So amazing. His hissed, feeling Roman slowly place a finger inside him.
"Look at you...you're beautiful, so sexy...I just want to hear you screaming my name, begging me to fuck you hard."
"Y-yes..." He whimpered as he felt another finger, both of them hitting that bundle of nerves inside of him. "Roman...b-before we fuck...uh...the bedside table..."
"What about it?"
"My toys...mmm...use them on me...please."
"Alright, baby boy. Hold on."
He leaned over, reaching inside the drawer. Inside there was lube, rope, tape, a blindfold, collar with a chain hooked to it, and a razor. He smiled to himself, grabbing the stuff he wanted to use.
He came back up to Dean, kissing him again. He helped him with getting the lace on corset untied. Once it was off, he tied the rope around him, making sure it was nice and tight. Next, he wrapped some tape around his mouth, then tied the blindfold around his eyes.
Dean squirmed on the bed, struggling against his bindings. Roman couldn't help but to admire his handiwork. Loving how the bound man was trying to get free. He came up behind him, hooking the collar around his neck.
He grabbed a hold of the chain, yanking Dean up to him. He nibbled on his earlobe, whispering to him. "You're all mine now, baby. I can't wait to feel your tight ass around my cock. But first…"
He picked up the razor, dragging it across Dean's skin. He felt him shiver beneath him. He made a few small cuts on his skin, licking up the blood from each one. Dean was moaning loudly behind the tape on his mouth.
Once Roman was done using the razor on him, he lifted up Dean's ass, rubbing the tip of his cock against his entrance. He tried to buck back against him, but Roman held him still. He loved teasing the smaller man, making him a writhing and needy mess.
After a while of teasing him, he slowly started pushing inside him. Dean let out a loud scream, which made Roman just want to start pounding into him. But he had mercy gorgeous creature underneath him.
Once he was fully inside of him, he grabbed ahold of the collar, yanking Dean towards him so his back was pressed up against his chest. He moved slowly into him, loving how tight he felt around his cock. He could hear Dean moaning behind the tape, begging for him to go faster, harder.
He was about to do just that. Give the other man what he wanted. He glanced over to the nightstand for a quick moment and something gleaming in the light caught his eye. He stopped his movements, making Dean whine, buck back against him.
He looked closer at what was on the nightstand and saw that it was a ring. A wedding ring. He was fucking married man who was cheating on his husband. What luck he was having tonight.
"Hmm...it seems that you forgot to tell me that are married. Does your husband know what a slut you are?"
He grabbed Dean by his hair, making him hiss in pain. He ripped the tape off of his mouth so that he could reply back.
"N-no...he doesn't...please, Roman...move..."
"I need you to promise me something."
"A-anything...anything for you..."
"Promise that when all of this is over that you'll belong to me and only me." He thrusted hard into the smaller man, the head of his cock hitting his sweet spot, making him moan outloud.
"Oh! Roman!" Dean gasped as Roman continued his assualt on him. "He can never give me what I really need. Only you can. From the moment I first saw you I knew that you would be the one. I belong to you, Roman. Only you. Please, fuck me, I'm so close, please."
Roman let go of him. He leaned his head down against his shoulder, nuzzling him, biting onto his lower neck. Marking Dean as his.
"Thats all I wanted to hear. My sweet, beautiful Dean."