Page 12 of Expanding Command

Dragging his fingers down to clench at the top of his ass, Darren couldn't resist the urge to grind slowly against him, making Leander gasp and groan. "You need someone else to be in charge for a while," he purred. "You see the pleasure your Bunny takes from being under your control, and you need a taste of it yourself, don't you? But you don't want to leave your sweet Bunny unsatisfied... so you need a big, strong man to take care of him so that you can let go and get dominated."

"And fucked." Leander's hips stuttered up into him, fingers digging into his shoulders. "Forgive me, Sir. If it pleases you."

"If I want to fuck you?" Darren was pushing him against the rough stone of the garden wall before he could help himself. He caught hold of both Leander's wrists, holding them tight on either side of his head as he brought their hips together firmly, pinning him. "You present as such a gentleman, Leander. But you're really a horny little slut, aren't you?"

He'd clearly read him correctly. Leander buckled into him, then stuttered up helplessly with a whine that went straight to Darren's cock. "Oh, fuck. Yes, Sir."

"And you want a Master who will both indulge you and punish you for it, don't you?" Taking control of Leander was too rewarding, all his dominant yearnings flaring.

Leander's reactions only fed them more, rolling his hips up against him helplessly. "Please," he gasped. "Anything you desire."

"What a dirty little whore." Darren pressed a thigh between his, grinding intentionally against the ridge in Leander's pants while pushing down his own need and pleasure. This couldn't be about sex. It had to be about the interview. Testing him. "I bet you wish you were wearing a pretty plug right now, the same as your Bunny. Don't you? Holding you open so I could bend you over and plow your needy little hole?"

Leander bit harder on his bottom lip. "Mmm-hmm!"

"What would you do to get me to fuck you? Would you let me tie you up like I did to Muscles?"

Leander groaned, grinding on his hip shamelessly. "Yes, Sir."

"What else? Would you let me spank you? Flog you? Put you in stocks and parade you naked in front of everyone in this place? Show everyone that pretty Raffles is truly a common whore?"

Leander's eyes fluttered briefly closed, a cry escaping from between gritted teeth. "Oh God, please, Sir!"

Bringing a sub to such a needy state, helpless with both emotional and physical need, was an incredible drug. When was the last time he'd really done something for his own pleasure to anyone other than Miles? Darren leaned closer, fingers tightening on Leander's wrists as he buried his face in the crook of his neck, drawing a slow, deep breath. Even fully clothed, the man's arousal was palpable, mixing with expensive cologne. He licked slowly up his throat, tasting him, biting down briefly just for the pleasure of making Leander groan and buck against him.

There were dozens, hundreds of incredible things he could do to this man, and suddenly, he hardly knew where to start. "What if I put you to work for me and I pimped out your slutty little hole to anyone who wanted it? Men, women, one after another...."

Leander sobbed, writhing between him and the wall. "Fuck, please!"

"What if I let them defile you?" Darren growled, letting his fantasies run wild. "What if I made your sweet Bunny watch while a dozen men painted your skin with their cum?"

"Yes! Anything, Sir. Anything that pleases you, oh God, please do it to me!"

"Anything? Or are you saying that because you want me to fuck you right now, you desperate whore?" Darren drew back to meet his unfocused gaze. "I'm asking for real, Leander. I'm testing your limits."

Panting, Leander visibly tried to master his arousal, jaw tense. He closed his eyes as if to center himself, pulling a slow breath. "I... I'll try it? I'd really like to try, Master. Honestly, I'd try almost anything once. I know that's a lot of things, but it would be so hot with you, and then I'd know if I liked it. I really want to try all the things I've done to Bunny and some things I haven't done to Bunny. I swear it's not me being a whore because I really wanna get fucked while I watch your hot husband fuck my hot husband? Please, tell me that's okay?"

You're so goddamn precious, Darren thought, with a rush of joy as hot as his desire. He rubbed against Leander intentionally, letting him feel the hard ridge of his own arousal and drinking in the way it made him whimper and rut up into him. "Don't worry, beautiful... Muscles and I have spent months fantasizing about exactly that."

"Oh, thank God." Leander nearly collapsed in his arms in relief. "Not that you have to if you don't want to, I just - I love Bunny so much, and I love fucking him, and toys are so much fun, but it's not..."

"It's not the same as having a big, strong man bend you over and have his way with you, is it?" Darren's cock pulsed harder under his kilt. Even with Leander fully dressed, it would be so easy.

"It's not," Leander panted. He whined as he rubbed against Darren's hip, shuddering, his pleasure clearly building quickly closer to the point of no return. "Oh God, Sir, I - please, I'm so goddamn hard right now!"

"You need to cum already, you dirty little slut?" Darren grinned. Drawing a deep breath to regain a modicum of self-control, he pulled away, releasing his hands. "Undo your pants, pull them down around your thighs. Don't touch yourself."

Panting, Leander did so. Darren grabbed both his wrists again, half turning him as he pulled both arms behind his back. He pushed one of Leander's hands down to his ass, pressing his elegant fingers between his cheeks. "I want to watch you come for me. But you can't do anything but this."

With a sob of relief, Leander rubbed his own hole eagerly. "Oh God, Sir!"

"Desperate slut," Darren hissed, sucking at his ear. "Are you really so desperate for cock that you're going to finger yourself dry?"

It wouldn't be comfortable. But Leander's arousal twitched untouched, shining with the precum that dripped from his tip even in the dim light. "If Sir wishes?"

"Will you be able to take care of your husband again afterwards?"

Leander choked out a laugh. "Abso-fucking-lutely."