CW: This chapter contains hand and mouth type content stuff of a nonplatonic nautre. Please don't report me.

Flug gasped into Black Hat's mouth. His moans smothered by the man's tongue wrapping his in a heated embrace. Even more heated than the two men's own. Flug's body was moving, seeking more friction between the two of them from his spot in Black Hat's lap. Black Hat had his hands on him, guiding his movements, constantly asking if he was overstepping his boundaries. Those were the only words exchanged between them, "Ok?" "Ok." like a bizarre throwback to The Fault in Our Stars. Running his hands down Flug's back, to his thighs, to the areas in between that made Flug want to let go of every inhibition he'd ever had in his life. It felt so good to have his hands on him, like he'd done before. It was almost funny, this confusing mess all started because they'd succumbed to passion like this. Even when they agreed to slow it down, they ended up giving in to each other time after time. Was it just the pleasure of the act? The closeness? The intimacy? The long awaited body to keep him warm at night? The body that was so nice, and strong, and felt so good under him.

He did it because he liked it. That was what Black Hat said, wasn't it? Maybe that was why Flug did this. He liked it. He liked Black Hat. He liked how he made him feel and how he felt when he was around him. Maybe he could say that the after-murder high got to him, and he was touched by Black Hat constantly going the extra mile to make Flug feel at ease. Maybe that could be his excuse for letting go and jumping onto Black Hat like this. Not that he really needed an excuse, he knew what this was.

They both knew. Flug wanted to take things at a relatively slow pace, try and have something that was an actual relationship, possibly. Boss and subordinate, partners, Master and Pet. All three at once. He wanted to wait until he had a stronger grip on what they actually were before they went further with things. But there were moments, like this, when his body seemed to say Fuck all that, just fuck me please please fuck me good and hard and make me beg you for more.

Which was a problem. For the both of them. Probably. Flug personally saw it as a problem. He had a pretty big problem with the fact that he couldn't keep his body's innate desire for stimulation in check. He wanted to go slowly, but he also really wanted Black Hat to keep fondling his ass like that. And he wanted Black Hat to keep doing that thing with his tongue. Flug had no clue what it was, but it felt good. He wanted them both to keep doing what they were doing. This could be a regular, recurring thing and Flug could be alright with that. It felt good. So good. Like tasting chocolate cake for the first time, he just wanted more and more.

Flug groaned, and couldn't help but bare his neck. Black Hat didn't waste a single second before licking, savoring, tasting the skin and sweat and finally breaking skin and letting the blood flow. They kissed again, and Flug could taste the blood like he'd bitten down himself. It was metallic, and made him tremble. Not in a bad way. Oh God he didn't want to stop. Not for anything. He just wanted more and more and he almost didn't care how far it went. He didn't know if he could actually go all the way right now but if Black Hat kept pressing his hips down and directing his grinding he may just give another mental middle finger to the world and let it happen. There wouldn't be anything wrong with that, right? He liked Black Hat, and Black Hat liked him. They liked each other, did they need anything else? Did Flug need anything else? Why did he have to think so much? Why couldn't he just turn his brain off and let this happen? He wanted to just stop thinking, he didn't want to have to think right now. He just wanted to feel. He felt so good. Black Hat made him feel so good. Why did he keep questioning if it was ok? Black Hat always asked, so it must be ok. He wouldn't force him to do anything if he didn't want to. So it was ok to want to. Wasn't it? Why couldn't he stop thinking? Why couldn't he just stop second guessing everything for...how long did these things usually last? Ten minutes? Twenty? Why was he still thinking? Why couldn't he just keep kissing Black Hat and keep running his hands up and down Black Hat's chest and oh yes open up your shirt like that oh my God. Now he could feel his skin on his hands. It felt so good, why did he feel like he was on the brink of a panic attack?

For fucks sake, did it HAVE to be some big thing? Couldn't it just, you know, happen and stop being such a big deal? Couldn't he just do this? What was he so afraid of? He spent every other night getting himself off and WISHING he had someone else for Christ's sake, so why couldn't he now that he actually HAD someone?!

He had a flesh and blood person right here with him, who he clearly had an attraction to, so why? Why couldn't he do this for him? For himself? It didn't seem fair, didn't seem right that he kept taunting the both of them when he was clearly just-

"Flug,"

Black Hat's voice cut through Flug's internal monologue. He was breathing heavily, his chest rising and falling deeply, and he was sweating. Flug looked him in the eye, already dreading having to let this man down again because he couldn't let go of whatever it was holding him back from plunging headfirst into whatever exactly this was going to be.

Black Hat ran a hand down the front of Flug's shirt, making the younger man sigh and lean into his touch. God, this was what he was talking about! He obviously liked it, his body wanted it, he wanted it, so why?! This wasn't fair!

Black Hat then rather roughly pulled the shirt up, revealing Flug's bare perspiring torso littered with finger-shaped bruises and small nicks. Mementos of past times Flug had teased him with his body. Flug gasped and Black Hat took the opportunity to stuff the end of his shirt into his mouth. Flug was surprised but he held it in his teeth, keeping himself exposed.

"MmmMMMmMmm," Flug moaned, Black Hat was roaming his hands over the exposed flesh, pressing down where he'd left him blemished before. The fact that it was the glove leather and not his skin just got Flug even more riled up. Like Black Hat didn't even need to touch him directly to make him want him. He bucked his hips against him as hard as he could at such an awkward angle, encouraging him to do more.

Flug sucked in a harsh breath as Black Hat rubbed him through his jeans. He didn't let the shirt out of his teeth, but he did focus back on what Black Hat was doing. He was looking to Flug's eyes as he felt him through the constricting material.

"Is this too much?" He asked. Flug was glad he asked. He was so glad that Black Hat was patient at these times. Thanking God that Black Hat was serious about having no intentions of pushing him into anything sexual.

But it made Flug feel even worse that he made Black Hat have to be patient with him.

Flug shook his head. This wasn't too much. It wasn't. He could do this. He wanted to do this. He would do this. This was going to happen and it would happen because Flug wanted it to happen and that was all there was to it. He was going to do this. He was doing this.

He was letting his eyes close as he dipped his head back, lightly bumping into the ceiling of the car, and allowed Black Hat to undo the button and slide the zipper down. Always asking, "Still ok? Not too far?" Flug kept shaking his head No, not too far, keep going, keep going. Black Hat opened Flug's pants fully and slipped him out of his panties. Flug's grip on his shoulders might've tightened but thankfully Black Hat didn't take that as a sign to stop. If allowed to question things too far Flug was afraid he would end things prematurely again. He sucked in air through his nose as he felt the air on his penis. And whined pitifully as Black Hat ran his hand up and down his length oh so slowly and gracefully y Jesús ¿por qué había esperado tanto tiempo para esto cuando lo quería tanto?

Flug's hips rocked forward, making him groan from the feeling of rutting against Black Hat's hand. He wanted more but was afraid of asking, afraid of saying it, afraid of admitting how badly he wanted to rip his pants off rip off Black Hat's and just-

"MMmm-ah-mmmmMMmhhhnnn!" That was good. His motions, Black Hat stroking him, the feeling of someone else's touch on him, he'd wanted this for so long. His body nearly seized up from the brand new explosion of lust shooting through him.

Black Hat held him steady from behind and began pumping him at a slow and even pace. His hips jerked reflexively to the motion in time with the continued pumps to his dick. He felt his arms twitch from the new level of pleasure and he squeezed Black Hat's toned shoulders for his sanity.

"Like that," Black Hat whispered in his ear. "Do it just like that."

Flug repeated the action, several times, until he found himself in a steady rhythm of rocking into Black Hat's palm that left him breathless. It wasn't exactly how he liked to play with himself, he had a fondness for dragging it out and keeping himself on the edge as long as possible, but it was terrific and his body called out for more. He couldn't keep himself still, his body wanted more and more and he was close, he just knew it. He wasn't sure if he could keep it in even if he tried.

"Bla-Black Hat," he panted through the shirt between his teeth. "I'm cl-clo-close. So close. I'm gonna, I'm gonna-Ahh!" Black Hat's pace quickened and pushed him further towards his release. But he didn't know if he wanted him to-

"Cum for me."

Flug spasmed, freezing like he'd been struck by lightning as he rode out his orgasm. He heard himself cry out something that might've been "Black Hat" but who could say for sure when he was practically gagged? He didn't know what he said. No sir. He was sticking with that.

As he came down from his high he went more or less limp, his jaw un-clenching and letting his shirt fall down his chest. He was still holding on to Black Hat as if he was about to be ripped away from him. But that wouldn't happen. He was here, with him, in the driver's seat of his car on the side of the freeway. He felt drained, and tired, but so very satisfied and relaxed. Like he could fall asleep right here cradled in his lovers lap. Said lover who was rubbing circles into his back and covering his face in kisses as he whispered sweet nothings to him.

"You were so good for me." Kiss. "Such a good Pet for me." Kiss. "You did so good." Kiss. "You came right when I told you to." Kiss. "Good Pet." Kiss. "You're such a good Pet." Kiss. "You make me so proud." Kiss. "My good boy."

A shudder ran through Flug's body at those words. It got even stronger as Black Hat pressed their lips together once more. It made his cock feel like it could perk up again already. He liked being called a good Pet. His good Pet. His good boy. He really liked it. He felt good here. Safe, even. With his Master. Master was going to keep him safe, take such good care of him. He was going to be nice and safe with him. He felt good being his Pet. Black Hat wasn't going to laugh at him, or hurt him, or make him feel bad or guilty for anything. He was so good to him. He wanted to be good to him too.

He felt like he didn't really deserve all his praise, as much as he was enjoying every word. He still felt like he'd been neglecting Black Hat for some time now. Hadn't been giving as much as he'd been getting.

Did that make him a bad Pet?

He pulled himself off of Black Hat, glancing down at the ejaculate on his glove, maybe a few stray drops got on his chest. Most of it seemed to have been caught by the glove. Flug was kind of embarrassed by that, he didn't think they really had anything here in the car they could use to clean that up.

Black Hat reached into his coat with his clean hand and pulled out a white handkerchief. Huh, Flug would've expected red. Black Hat was about to wipe down his gloved hand when Flug reached out and grabbed it, stopping him from cleaning it off. "W-Wait," he panted out. "Wait." Black Hat gave him a questioning look, most likely trying to figure out what Flug was going to do next. Flug didn't really know himself, all he knew was that he wanted to do something for Black Hat. He wasn't sure what he could do, what he could bring himself to do, but he wanted to do something.

He brought the cum-covered hand up to his mouth.

Maybe...he could do this?

He ran his tongue across the knuckles, trying to get every salty drop of his release. It wasn't easy, it was getting soaked into the leather, making him have to put in real effort into licking and sucking up all he could. He wasn't looking at Black Hat, putting his all into his decided task, but he had heard him catch his breath. Flug hoped that was sign he liked what he saw and found it arousing, and not that he was disgusted by him and was going tell him to get the fuck off of him and how gross he was and how he didn't want him as his Pet anymore. He wanted so badly to do something for him, he didn't want the one thing he did to be to drive him away with his lack of experience and knowledge about what one does when they feel these things. He didn't know what he was doing, he was just acting on impulse. He hoped that was ok.

It was only when he took a finger and wrapped his lips around it that he looked up to see Black Hat's face. His eye was blown wide and his mouth was slightly opening and closing with each shallow breath. He saw hunger in that eye. Hunger that made Black Hat's lips twitch up in a devilish grin. Lustful, lascivious arousal all directed at him.

It seemed he'd done something right.

Rocinante allowed a playful smile to dance on his lips and he opened his mouth wider and licked at Black Hat's other stained fingers. Black Hat promptly stuck three into his mouth without warning and danced them along his tongue. He didn't mind. He liked it when his Master took control. He just swirled his tongue around the digits with a renewed sense of purpose. Now that he knew his Master liked it, he really tried to do a good job of it. He made small moans and sighs as he did his job, trying to give his Master a good show. Judging from Black Hat's face, he was enjoying Roci's little performance. He felt so slutty and dirty and hot and he wanted to do even more for his Master now. This had gone so well for them.

Until he bit down gently and began to pull the glove off.

Those fingers were out of his mouth in an instant and around his throat. Tight. Not enough to cut off his air but enough to show that things were now serious. He didn't know why Black Hat had such an adverse reaction to taking his gloves off. Was there something more to it that just terrible burns and scars? Why was he fine showing off the rest of himself? Well, maybe not fine, but...what made his hands so different?

"I, um..." Even Black Hat seemed to struggle with what to say. "I'd rather not."

"Oh." Flug gasped out. "Sorry?"

"You don't need to be sorry." Black Hat let go of this neck. He almost looked embarrassed that he'd suddenly choked him like he had.

Flug shouldn't have done that. He really shouldn't have done that.

They couldn't look each other in the eyes anymore, their tight entwinement was starting to feel restricting and uncomfortable, it was clear that the mood was gone. The moment passed, they weren't going to go any further. And Flug felt like he'd ruined everything. He'd messed up, he had messed everything up.

At least he wasn't stuck with a hard-on right now, so there was that.

Ah shit.

Black Hat still was, wasn't he?

Well, fuck. As if Flug didn't have enough inadequacy issues.

Things had been going great, a rocky start as usual but he'd gotten over it. He'd been doing good, things had been beyond good in fact, and then he had to go and mess it up. He should've asked. He shouldn't have just tried to take off his glove. He knew Black Hat didn't like showing his hands. He should've asked first. Black Hat always asked when he knew Flug was sensitive about certain things. Sure maybe he played around a little but he never went too far without asking. He asked if it was ok, he asked if Flug wanted him to stop, he asked if he could keep going. He asked. Why oh why could Flug not do something so simple for him in return?

And just to put the cherry on top of it all, Flug was the only one who got to finish. Because it sure as hell didn't seem like they were going to keep at it after that. It was over, it was done. And Flug was to blame. Flug got to cum and Black Hat didn't. Because Flug had to go and be an idiot.

And yet Black Hat would still kiss him. Even after he'd just spoiled everything and had just lapped up his own cum, he would still kiss Flug. He'd still press his thin lips to his and envelope him in a soft embrace. He definitely didn't deserve it.

So when Black Hat pulled back, Flug held on.

"Wait," he said. "I...I want you t-to..." Flug ran his hand down Black Hat's chest lightly, just barely going over it with the tips of his fingers. Feeling the dips and raises of all his different scars. He couldn't even bring himself to say it, could he? He hoped that it would be clear what it was he was trying to say the lower his hand traveled. "I...I want to...I want to m-m-make you..."

Something was between them. His fly was still open and his dick was still out. And was half-hard. He was so embarrassed! Was he really so incompetent in these things that he was going to have to get off twice before finally returning the favor?! He rushed to put himself back in his pants and tried to get out what it was he wanted to do. But that little incident had not helped his already shaky resolve. "I...w-want..."

"You want to...?" Black Hat asked. Ok clearly one of them was going to have to come out and say it and if it really needed to be Flug then they were going to be here all night because he obviously couldn't say it why was he even trying to do something about it he should've known he couldn't do it what on earth was he thinking he didn't know what he was doing all he knew was Black Hat made him feel good and he wanted to make Black Hat feel good too because that's how these things work, right? That was how this was supposed to go, someone makes you feel good so you want to make them feel good so you both feel good together and it's so nice and everything and that could be happening right here and now but NOOOOOOOO Rocinante Flugslys has to be an incompetant moron who couldn't so much as manage basic etiquette even with Julio he never knew what he was doing he just followed along trying his best because Julio was so funny and cute and whenever Roci was feeling down he always made him feel better he always knew just what to say to get his mind off of those guys they didn't matter they weren't important, the only thing that mattered was that they were alright and Julio always did what he could for him so-

"I want to make you cum!" He blurted out. He couldn't take it anymore. If he didn't say it, it was going to make him explode. He face felt like it was fucking on fire it was burning so hot. He covered his mouth quickly, almost wishing he could just drop dead now and spare himself the embarrassment of continuing to live. He couldn't believe what he just said! Black Hat looked surprised, to say the least. Flug took a deep breath and tried to continue, he didn't want to risk losing his nerve now of all times. "I w-wa-want you to...c-cum. Because, I did, so...j-just...tell me what you want me to do, an-and whatever it is, I'll do it."

Rocinante was a little afraid. And a little excited. A bit afraid of what Black Hat would tell him to do, kind of excited to do it. He had every intention of doing whatever was asked of him, no matter what it was. If Black Hat told him that he wanted him...right now...then, well then he'd do it. He'd already said he would. And, he liked Black Hat, a lot. Enough to make out multiple times and shamelessly grind on top of his clothes and let him jerk him off. So...it wouldn't be so bad. He, he could do it. Totally. Yeah. If it was what his Master wanted then surely he could do it for him. Like a good Pet.

Flug tried very hard to use his Soulless Super Powers to force his body to relax and be calm and steady. He could do this. Just let go of some of that tension building up in his hands and legs, so they wouldn't tremble so much. He made sure his breaths were deep and even, couldn't go getting all worked up and have a panic attack like that other time now could he? He said it and he meant it. Whatever Black Hat wanted him to do, he'd do it. No take backs.

Black Hat got an odd look in his eye. He reached up and cradled Flug's head in his hands. "You know, I'd almost forgotten something."

"Huh? Wh-What's that?"

"You owe me a favor. Do you remember? It was the day before we went and saw Hatsville for the first time. You said you'd owe me a favor if I went and picked you up."

"I-I did s-s-s-say that." Flug admitted.

"Would it be too much to ask if I, uhhh, cashed that in now?" Black Hat caressed the sides of his face gently with his thumbs. And Flug became very much aware of something hard underneath him. "You know I wouldn't dream of making you do anything you didn't want to. But if you'd like to, as a favor to me, and if I'm not overstepping any boundaries...may I?"

"No- I-I mean, yes- I mean!" Flug groaned. He could barely fucking talk right now! "It's, it's f-fine. No problem." Flug hadn't expected it to be a sexual favor that he owed him but, if that was what he wanted then...ok. Sure. He could do that.

"You're sure? If that's going too far I can wait and use it for something else."

"N-No." Flug said quickly. Now that he remembered he'd promised him a favor he'd rather just do it now and not have it hanging over his head. "No it's a-alright. I w-want to do...whatever." God, he didn't even know what Black Hat liked. Beyond the sight of Flug in ladies lingerie, being called "Master", and calling Flug his Pet. Oh, and drinking his blood, apparently.

"You'll do whatever I want?"

"Ye-Yeah, sure." Flug hoped Black Hat would just say what it was already.

"And...you won't refuse? No matter what I tell you to do?" Black Hat began stroking Flug's bottom lip.

"Ummmm..." Flug felt his body might've started shaking slightly. If it was a favor...then...that was kind of what he was saying? That he'd do whatever, no matter what it was? "No?"

Black Hat moved one hand to Flug's hip, pressing him firmly down onto the bulge in his pants. Flug squirmed at the increase in contact but refused to let himself pull away. Ok, so maybe he was a bit nervous about maybe having sex with his boss (Master?) in his car in a semi-public area and maybe he also kind of wanted to do exactly that and maybe he was scared to do it and maybe he really wanted to do it and maybe he had no idea what it was he wanted aside from how badly he wanted to do something that was somewhat close to a show of trust in Black Hat. He couldn't do it if he didn't trust him, and he wanted to trust him. He wanted to trust him so that he could feel safe doing this and keep feeling safe doing it. And giving complete control of the situation to him, promising him anything he wanted, was how Flug did that. How he showed that he wanted to put his trust in Black Hat. That he could put his trust in him. Hopefully he could. He was doing it, so all he could do now was hope that he hadn't made the wrong choice.

He wished Black Hat would just tell him what to do now, and then he could pretend he had that much less autonomy and just do it. That seemed so much easier.

"Really? I can ask you for anything, and you'll do it?" It seemed Black Hat wasn't fully convinced Flug would truly do anything.

Flug mumbled some sort of confirmation. His breathing turned shallow and he felt like he broke out in goosebumps again.

"Say it."

"I'll d-do whate-ever you want." Flug said through small panting breaths. He was just barely keeping control over his body, he wondered what it would take to make him lose control and run from this all over again. He didn't want to run away, he wanted to go through with this. "I'm y-y-y-y-yours, and all..."

"That's what I like to hear." Black Hat said softly, moving both his hands to rest on Flug's thighs.

"S-So, uh..." Flug shrunk in on himself anxiously. The suspense was killing him! "What-What do you want me to do...Master?"

"I think...I want you use your mouth."

All the strain in his body seemed to leave in one fell swoop. "M...My mouth?" Flug's eyes went wide in surprise. He thought for sure after all that they'd be getting down to actual sex. Compared to that a blowjob was simple. He'd done that before!

"Yes. If you understand what it is I'm asking you for." Black Hat raised an eyebrow with a smirk.

"Yeah, I mean, I'm pretty sure I got it." Flug found himself starting to smile.

"Have you done it before?"

"It's been a while, but, yeah." He nearly burst out into giggles. All that worrying and fussing and driving himself seven different types of insane and all Black Hat wanted was for Flug to suck him off. It was a sexual act, but it was one Flug felt a lot more comfortable with than having sex right now. He actually had some experience with this, even if it had only been maybe a handful of times.

"Were you any good?"

"I remember being better at it than Julio," Flug couldn't help but start snickering madly. Jesus, he was like a highschool freshman sneaking back behind the gym for some fun. It was all he could do not to collapse from relief. "I-I'm sorry, I'm just-"

"Don't apologize," Black Hat ran a finger around Flug's mouth. It still smelled faintly of semen and saliva. "Just give me a good encore to that little show you put on for me."

Oh, so...he'd really liked what Flug had done before? He'd liked it that much? Well, okay then! Flug felt much calmer now. He could do this! Easy!

He was probably going to have to move now, right? He couldn't really crouch down between Black Hat's legs here in the car. At least, not in the drivers side.

"So, um, should I go...?" He motioned to the passenger side. Black Hat nodded. He picked himself up and crawled back, receiving a playful slap to his behind. "Hey!" Flug said with a smile. One Black Hat returned.

This...this was okay. This was going to be okay.

Once Flug was back in his seat and Black Hat readjusted his own, he took the liberty of unzipping his pants and releasing himself from his boxer briefs. And Flug got to see what he was packing for the first time.

He was bending down over Black Hat's lap after about two seconds of deliberation.

Flug sheathed the tip in his mouth and started sucking. He steadily bobbed his head up and down, gradually moving his lips further down the shaft each time until he was down to the base. He couldn't look up and see Black Hat's face from this angle but he could hear him and from the sound of it Flug was doing this right. He slumped in his seat a bit and Flug could feel his legs open themselves a bit more as he relaxed.

Flug pulled off with a loud pop and then took him down to the base in one swallow, only gagging slightly. Hearing Black Hat's surprised groan of pleasure and feeling his cock twitch in his mouth made Flug feel so happy. He was doing this! He tried to keep from smiling, as that would just make continuing his task difficult, so he hummed around the cock. The sounds Black Hat produced above him only made him want to keep going. He could feel himself getting hard, getting hard just from sucking? Wow, he sure was worked up wasn't he?

Flug popped himself off again, and started stroking with two hands. Black Hat's dick felt so moist and slippery from his drool and Flug was about to suck on the head again when Black Hat grabbed him by his wrist.

"Not that your enthusiasm isn't appreciated," Black Hat said with a malicious grin. "But I don't recall saying you were allowed to use your hands."

"Oh, um, I'm sorry." Flug said, craning his neck to look up at him. "I just, I thought this would feel good, too."

"Oh it does." Black Hat cupped his chin. "It's just not what I told you to do. Now, what did I tell you?"

"You told me to use my mouth." Flug said. When Black Hat didn't respond, he continued. "And...to give you a good encore."

"That's right." Black Hat brushed Flug's bangs out of his face. Oh God Flug swore he could feel his eyelids flutter. "You were doing such a good job of it too. I'd hate for you to stop now."

Flug ducked his head right back down and started bobbing. He felt a lot of saliva build up in his mouth. Black Hat sighed, keeping one hand on Flug's head and stroking his hair. It looked like Flug was back on track keeping his hands to himself. He could feel Black Hat shift a bit but Flug stayed down and kept his mouth full. Then he heard the jingling of the car keys and the car engine start up.

"Mmmmm?"

"Shh, shh," Black Hat rubbed his neck a bit and coaxed him to take his dick down deeper. Then he reached under him to get at the gearshift. "I still have to take you home, don't I?"

Ah yes, yes he did. Unless...maybe, Black Hat want to take Flug home to his apartment? Or he could stay at Flug's for a little bit, before he went home himself. Didn't even have to stay the night for something like this. They were two mature adults, and it wasn't like someone's parents could possibly walk in on them doing something indecent. It was Flug's apartment, he could have men over if he wanted. Maybe Flug would suggest such a thing if he had a bit more nerve. Or if his mouth wasn't currently occupied.

He really hoped Black Hat could still drive like this. Death by giving head to his evil boyfriend was not really how Flug envisioned his final moments.

So he started bobbing up and down a bit faster, he tried to open his mouth as wide as possible to make sure his teeth didn't get in the way but the fact of the matter was that trying was about as much as he could do. His mouth was pretty damn full at the moment and his tongue didn't have that much room. He was out of practice, but it wasn't as though there was some secret science to sucking dick. He just kind of did whatever he thought would feel good, and it seemed he was doing something right.

Black Hat seemed to find it enjoyable. His breathy sighs from above, encouraging Flug to go faster, use more tongue, take the cock deeper down his throat, all the while clutching at his brown curls. Flug obeyed diligently, swirling his tongue around the head like he would a lollipop before taking the full length in.

And Flug was only getting more into it with every relaxed word of favor! He was making as much noise as he could with his mouth stuffed up, the sounds gagging and sputtering and wet as he popped off for a brief gasp of air before he continued. He could taste a faint bit of precum.

"Flug, how dare you be so good at this when I have to keep my eye on the road and can't look at you." Black Hat said in a breathless and strained voice. But pleased, he sounded so pleased! His captivated tone only made Flug want to pleasure him further.

Well Master, you were the one who decided now was a good time to start driving, Is what Flug would've said had he not been raised with the notion that it was impolite to speak with one's mouth full. His tongue was occupied at the moment anyway. He simply sucked harder, lapping at the slit and savoring the taste. Wouldn't be much longer. Black Hat was becoming more animated, his lower half longed to move against that warm, wet opening that tightened around it's anatomy.

"Fuck I hate these goddamn lights right now. Why do I never get red lights when I fucking want them?" Black Hat lamented as he continued to try and keep himself from face-fucking Flug when he had to drive. Flug's noises only grew more obscene, and he was drooling like a dog at a barbeque. He could feel his own slobber spilling out of his mouth as he came up for his quick breath of air and to take his Master down further.

Black Hat grappled Flug's curly hair and shoved his head down, really hard. Harder than he was prepared for. So hard that he gagged kind of painfully. And that must've been what pushed Black Hat over the edge because he was cumming down Flug's throat immediately after. Flug could hear him groan above him and once he could breathe again he realized that he did it. He got Black Hat to cum.

His second thought was that he really hoped they weren't going to crash from that.

Flug lifted his head a bit, not pulling off quite yet. He could still taste Black Hat's salty cum in his mouth. He started sucking again, hoping to get every drop down his throat. The sounds of him slurping up cum were so lewd.

Black Hat sighed above him. "That's a good boy, such a good Pet for me." he cooed, running his fingers through Flug's hair gently again. Flug was so contented, continuing to suck dutifully as his scalp was scratched lightly. Mmmmm that felt nice. He sat back in his seat once he was sure he'd gotten everything. Or at least as much as he could. Black Hat made himself decent again once they came to a stop sign and that was pretty much it.

Flug admittedly had been a bit unprepared for that. Ok so, Black Hat got a little carried away. That was ok. That was fine. Understandable. It wasn't as if that had really hurt or anything. Flug was fine. He could take it as a compliment, Black Hat had been enjoying it so much he couldn't stop himself. See? Perfectly fine. A good thing, even.

Black Hat seemed as coherent at the wheel as ever. Well, that was reassuring. Flug wiped away some of the liquid dripping down his chin, and saw that some of it was creamy and white. Without hesitation he licked it off. It didn't escape his notice how much wider Black Hat smiled at that. Flug calmly slipped his seatbelt back on and acted like nothing out of the ordinary had happened in the slightest.

Once stopped in front of his apartment building Black Hat walked him through the doors, into the elevator, and up to his apartment door all in complete silence before pulling him into a deep kiss without warning. Flug was just so happy at that moment that he didn't even care that someone could see or notice or remark on it or find out, he was just happy to be there being kissed and so so very happy that he finally really did something for his Master for once. They wrapped their arms around each other in full view of the hallway and were both panting when they finally broke.

"I still owe you a show," Flug said breathlessly, caught up in his ecstasy. "You didn't really get to see much."

"Then I suppose there will have to be a next time, won't there?" Oh Flug was so happy! He was so extraordinarily happy! He was over the goddamn moon! Flug was so elated he was sure that if Black Hat asked to come in, he'd just immediately lead him to the bedroom. He was so caught in his euphoria in fact that he didn't feel the sharp nails pricking his skin as Black Hat stroked his cheek.

"Have a good night, my Pet." Black Hat said, staying at the threshold of the apartment.

"You too, Master." Flug replied bashfully. His cheeks were tinged pink, he could just feel it. He felt such a soft and comforting warmth in his face. Every inch that had been graced by Black Hat's mouth tingled. But he shut the door on him and walked to his room, smiling like an idiot and still imagining that beguiling face that he was so glad to say belonged to his lord and master. The one he belonged to.

Translations:

y Jesús ¿por qué había esperado tanto tiempo para esto cuando lo quería tanto? = and Jesus why had he waited so long for this when he wanted it so much? (Spanish)

Notes:

Hope you enjoyed :) Next chapter is...something I don't think anyone is going to be expecting. Go on, guess. What do you think will happen next?

I'll give you a hint: it involves someone else's POV and it takes place this same night.