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Dinner and a Show

Summary:

Corbeau gets home, ready to rest after a long day at work. He pours himself a glass of wine and watches a show he loves very much

Notes:

I am scared to post this as I have never written anything like this before, but we shall prevail

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Corbeau sighs heavily, dropping his keys on the side table next to the door.

 

Today was another very long day, more meetings, another whiny kid wanting to become rich, and more overtime.

 

It had been a while since Mr. Gray and Larry had come to stay in lumiose whilst Corbeau worked on things for the syndicate.

 

Larry had retired from his position at the Pokémon League, settling at Corbeau's flat and taking care of their pokémon. He'd also started a rooftop garden for recreation. He was deeply enjoying his retirement, but he still helped out with accounting at the syndicate so he counted as employed.

 

Mr. Gray on the other hand had taken a long break from the battle subway to pursue opening a proper subway in the Kalos region; so he had also been staying in the flat. It was getting a little crowded with 3 whole teams of pokémon, and what felt like 50000 joltik. Their bed was the same way.

 

Entering the main room, he noticed it was oddly quiet out here... he'd seen both of their coats and shoes at the door and they normally spent their time in the living room; he did notice that all of their pokémon were snoozing in their designated spots.

 

Where were they? It was only 6pm, they normally didn't go to bed until 10.. oh.

 

He heard a light gasp coming from a different room, their bedroom door was closed. He smiled, while he wasn't feeling up to the whole dance tonight he was certainly going to enjoy the show.

 

Corbeau let his pokémon out of their balls, and poured himself a glass of wine.

 

His gentle hand opening the door, greeted with Larry dishevled but clothed in an almost sheer white button up and thin dark blue khakis, and Mr. Gray in the midst of tying him up in black leather bondage. Mr. Gray himself was in a polite white collared shirt and verrry tight grey pants accented nicely by a harness of his own.

 

They both looked at Corbeau as he entered, Larry's face burning a bright red and Mr. Gray smiling coyly. He nonchalantly sat in his leather office chair by his desk.

 

"Carry on, I'm more than happy to watch." It was so exciting to him when he got moments like this. Normally this would be considered a more pathetic role to play but with his dynamic? It was power.

 

Mr. Gray continued to buckle each little strap around the other's body, finally latching a tight leather studded collar linked to a thicker leash.

 

Larry lie in wait, watching every one of his moves carefully, anticipating the next move. Mr. Gray simply pulled the leash to get Larry on his lap, offering Corbeau an amazing view.

 

Larry's hands were tightly cuffed behind him, while his legs were free the shoulder harness made it a little harder to move.

 

"Sit." Mr. Gray commanded. Larry listened, sitting himself firmly on his counterpart's half hard crotch. "Good boy! Verrrry good."

 

Larry was blushing very heavily, he was still getting used to the rough play again after so many years, though he clearly knew the other's touch well.

 

Corbeau knew Larry was hesitant to loosen up, especially when it came to sex; but he also knew how kinky the man was and boy was it off the charts. For an 'every man' he really was exceptional.

 

Mr. Gray nestled the man on top of him nicely on his hips. He groaned in the other's ear "If you're good for me and you do exactly as I say you'll get a lovely treat." A gentle buck of the hips.

 

Larry shuddered. "Yes, sir" a hearty slap on his ass produced a restrained whimper. Mr. Gray simply shook his head.

 

"I'd like it if you spoke up a little my dear, I can't hear you very well" he slapped a little harder this time, Larry yelped and shook a little. "Better!"

 

It was so interesting seeing how someone as honest and put together as Mr. Gray and someone as quiet and professional as Larry mixed to create this noisy, well articulated display.

 

"Remember, my dear, good boys get good rewards."

 

"Y...yes sir."

 

"Very good!" He grabbed Larry's hips, pushing them together and grinding him gently, each hard contact made Larry melt a little more, the man was a mess before long.

 

Emmet couldn't help himself, shoving the other man on his back and bucking harder and harder against the other, gasping a little with every movement despite the fact they were still fully clothed.

 

He propped Larry's legs over his hips, spreading them to make way as he sloppily kissed his way up the lying man's torso. Larry was whining quietly, much to Mr. Gray's seeming frustration as his bit the other's shoulder and sucked heavily, leaving a deep purple mark behind as Larry panted and whined from the pain.

 

With his arms tucked behind his back, it made his chest pop out a little further, exposing his nipples perked against the sheer fabric of his shirt. Emmet gently kissed his way down before rolling one under his tongue, the other pinched harshly by his finger. He was still keeping pressure on their arousals, rolling their hips together creating a devastating friction of pleasure.

 

"Emmeeet- goodness... please Emmet please just- I need you" Larry was begging for relief, Corbeau could see how wet he was from the dark spot on his slacks.

 

Mr. Gray was trying to seem like he was considering whether or not to go for it or not but he clearly couldn't help himself. Emmet himself was incredibly hard, his cock pressing against his far too tight pants.

 

Emmet dipped down and kissed the man beneath him tenderly, running his hands through his hair. Lovingly feeling his entire body with gentle touches before making his way to the button of Larry's pants and sliding them off, leaving the other man in his briefs.

 

Soft moans turned a lot rougher as Emmet ran his fingers over the other's wetness, he was so slick it was seeping through his briefs, leaving Emmet's fingers sticky.

 

The room was getting hot, each heavy breathe, every motion made Corbeau's pants a little tighter... watching his partners getting intimate was deeply satisfying to him but he himself wanted more. He decided to wait.

 

Emmet howerver, couldn't hold himself back anymore. It was one of his biggest weaknesses; inpatience. But he couldn't deny it was adorable how excited he got.

 

Larry's whining and begging was too much, the heat, the pressure, the air was too thick. Emmet unbuttoned his own pants, his cock springing out, twitching from the cool air greeting it so suddenly. Of course he was commando.

 

He borderline ripped Larry's briefs off, rubbing his hard-on against Larry's clit. They were both melting into one another, every motion produced another moan, they were both gasping for relief-

 

"Fuuuck- Emmet! Ple-" he was cut off - Emmet flipped him over and beckoned him by a tug at the collar.

 

"Shhhh I know." He leaned to the other's ear "you can beg for me more in a minute." He lined himself up against the other, and pumped gentle, coaxing his way in, the leash still wrapped tightly around his wrist. Larry's moans were incredible, every thrust produced its own beautiful sound coated in lust.

 

It was tantilizing, they were in a beautiful rhythm of pure bliss. Emmet was speeding up, gripping Larry's thighs to the point they were going to pop if he squeezed any harder.

 

"Goooodnesss auuhh Emmet- I'm gonna-" he pushed Larry's face into the bed

 

"I know- do it for me." Emmet nipped the other's ear, and pounded him harder.

 

Larry's moan of relief filled the room, you could hear his shuddering, the delight, as he tightened around Emmet's cock.

 

Emmet felt this, giving a few hard thrust before cumming in his partner.

 

The room was silent, other than panting.

 

Larry was lying face planted on the bed, Emmet, still inside of him, was draped over as they caught their breath. Age was certainly catching up with them.

 

Emmet flopped over to the side, facing Larry and stroking his face. A gentle kiss on the forehead as sweat caked their bodies.

 

The sight was precious, but he was too hard not to now. Shucking off his own shirt, he walked to the edge of the bed.

 

"My turn."

 

Larry chuckled, Emmet sitting up to untie him as Corbeau smacked his hand away gently. "Behave. I'll do as I please. I'd like to keep him in the harness, if that's okay with you, Larry."

 

He simply nodded

 

Emmet pouted, though he quicky perked up again. He was clearly thinking verrrry dirty things. That's going to be fun.

 

The taller man was already rock hard again. It was impressive how high his libido was.

 

"Bring him up here." He patted his lap, lubricant in hand.

 

Corbeau helped Larry kneel in front of the other man, Emmet smiling before gently penetrating his ass with a pair of fingers with heavily lubricated fingers to make it a little easier.

 

Larry shuddered gently into Corbeau's shoulder, moaning quietly as the other man stretched him out slowly. The shortest of the bunch kissed the other deeply, keeping the energy hot and heavy.

 

After a few minutes, Emmet pulled Larry's hips to his, penetrating him all the way to the base of his cock, which was no easy fear. He didn't thrust, just laid back, held him there and splayed the other man's hole to Corbeau. Larry was relishing the feeling, he was leaking the other's cum from a few minutes prior acting as a near perfect lubricant for Corbeau.

 

Unbuttoning his pants, he rutted against the man's cunt before sliding in, the tight feeling was incredible- the pressure, the heat it was all exhilerating

 

While Emmet was busy playing with Larry's nipples, kissing his neck and shoulders along with it, Corbeau slowly slid in and out, allowing the pressure to push him out before snapping back in; causing Larry to cry out each time.

 

The pace picked up- it got too hot to handle, he couldn't restrain himself- every thrust brought him closer to that finish line.

 

Larry was at the point of no return, borderline screaming in pleasure as he was fucked from both ends, Emmet and Corbeau were both about at to finish as Larry tightened and gasped-

 

Emmet squeezed his chest as he finished- Corbeau leaning over him as he came too

 

All three fell limp one after another, flopping to the side into a snuggle.

 

Corbeau couldn't tell who grabbed a blanket, but it was nice as they all settled. It stunk like sex, he was absolutely making them shower once they recovered but right now was just. Serene. It was calm. Heavy breaths filled with small kisses.

 

Emmet removed the harnesses from Larry, allowing him to relax and melt.

 

He really did love them.