Follows on from last chapter

"Roman…" Seth whined, his head tilted and his nails scrabbling at his lovers wrist. The bigger man ignored the slight pain, and tightened his grip on his younger lover's hair.

"Door," he instructed Dean, passing over the key card and waiting until the door was open before he forcibly shoved Seth through it, forcing him over the end of the bed.

"Roman!" Seth complained, twisting his head sidewards to rest his cheek on the bedspread.

"Stay there," Roman demanded, Seth pouting over at Dean but doing as he was told.

"You teased us, and it wasn't necessary. Or kind," Roman scolded, snapping his belt over Seth's back. Seth shuddered and spread his legs wider, knowing what was coming. Roman reached around Seth and unbuckled his belt, tugging his slacks down his thighs before he groaned low in his throat.

"Jesus that's pretty," Dean murmured softly to Roman, reaching out to grope Seth's ass cheeks roughly. Roman snapped the belt again and nudged Dean out of the way, before he brought the leather down on the plump ass cheek. Seth screamed and buried his face in the comforter as Roman continued to bring the belt down, several strikes in quick succession.

"Do not test us Boy," Roman snarled, tossing the belt away and reaching down to snap the string of the thong around Seth's waist.

"I won't do it again," Seth promised quietly. "That thing was incredibly uncomfortable anyway." Dean laughed softly, dragging his short nails down Seth's back.

"Well, then I guess we better fuck the uncomfortable feeling away," he teased, falling to his knees and spreading Seth's cheeks as Roman settled onto the bed and guided Seth's mouth to his hard cock. At least Seth had learnt his lesson about teasing.