Klaus

[lepidopterologist]

To Harry's knowledge, Q and Bond were currently holed up at Q's house... discovering their own feelings for each other. He thought there was perhaps a 50-50 chance that they would decide that there was no room for him. Probably less than that, actually. Given how much tension he saw between them, he almost wanted to tell them that there was obviously no room for him.

But it felt rather... pathetic, really, to just... wait. That's why he started texting Klaus.

He got a burner phone, just as a precaution. The first text he sent was:

Hello, pet. I've been thinking about you.

Within a few exchanges, he started to give Klaus orders. Asking him to go out without his underwear. To masturbate in specific ways. Harry purchased a couple of toys at a local sex shop and put them on hold, and told Klaus to go pick them up.

He also ordered him to take care of himself. To eat well. To sleep. One night he paid for an inexpensive hotel room for him.

Eventually he started asking for photos. Which was... a very good idea.

And then on a Friday around 5pm, he texted:

Go back to the hotel. Same room, 1214. I'll be there tomorrow.

Comments

[lepidopterologist]

"I know," Harry purred. "That will make it so much worse, won't it. I suppose you should have listened to me when I told you what not to do."

He leaned over and kissed him again as he thrust the toy in and out, but only briefly, and then he was bending lower and wrapping his lips around Klaus' cock.

[seanceinfurs]

Oh, that was hot. That was so damned hot. Klaus arched his back and groaned at the man in the three piece suit sucking him off.

[lepidopterologist]

Harry hadn't done this in a while, and was legitimately enjoying it, especially given how Klaus was reacting. He continued slowly pushing the toy in and out of him as he sucked him.

[seanceinfurs]

Klaus bucked his hips a little, and then a little more, perhaps forgetting his place, he put his hands through Harry's hair.

[lepidopterologist]

Harry used his free hand to grab Klaus' hand in his hair and pin it to the mattress instead, and then kept sucking, intent on making him come.

[seanceinfurs]

It was slow, but in the end, Klaus couldn't hold back any longer. "Harr- sir. I'm gonna..."

[lepidopterologist]

Harry briefly considered pulling away to torture him, but in the end decided to keep going.

[seanceinfurs]

It was torturous in itself, the slowness, but finally Klaus did come. Loudly, swearwords on his lips as he came.

[lepidopterologist]

Harry pulled away slowly, and wiped the edge of his mouth with his thumb.

"We're just getting started, pet," he said. "The night is young."

Klaus was a young man; Harry suspected that he probably had one more in him, but not for some time. Now to decide how he wanted to spend the time...

[seanceinfurs]

Klaus hummed, still riding the high. "How do you want to spend it? My mouth? Promise it'll be good..."

[lepidopterologist]

Harry quirked a smile. He was still fully dressed, looking down at him from where he was sitting on the bed. "Eager little slut," he said, almost fondly. "You're just dying for my cock, aren't you? In your mouth, in your ass...."

[seanceinfurs]

Klaus smiled. "Anywhere, sir."

[lepidopterologist]

Harry really did like hearing him call him sir.

He leaned over him then, hands on either side of his shoulders, and spoke near his ear. "Maybe I should just keep you here like a pet."

[seanceinfurs]

Klaus smiled charmingly. "I could be yours any time you feel like it."

[lepidopterologist]

"I could get you a collar and a leash," Harry continued, and trailed his fingers over Klaus' bare skin. "And you would just stay here all day. Waiting to be stuffed with my cock. Would you like that?"

[seanceinfurs]

"No tying me up and leaving. That's a no no," Klaus reminded him. He couldn't be tied up. Too traumatic. "But other than that. I could be your little toy whoever you want me."

[lepidopterologist]

The fact that he had brought this up twice now truly made Harry wonder what someone else had done to him. But he did make a mental note not to tie him up at all, beyond something simple like when he'd bound his hands with the belt.

"You've made the past few days very pleasant," Harry soothed. "Knowing you were at my command."

[seanceinfurs]

Well, the other stoic man with three piece suit and a British accent; daddy dear. When he got tired of Klaus running away from practice sessions with ghosts.

"I really liked our texts too... Imagine having that whenever you need to wind down a bit. All that sexual tension you got going on."

[lepidopterologist]

"It's going to get me into trouble," Harry sighed. "But I anticipate it will be resolved fairly soon, one way or the other." As he spoke, he was still caressing Klaus' skin lightly with his fingers.

And it occurred to him then that if it resolved in his favor... if things worked out with him and Bond and Q, what would that mean for him and Klaus? He hadn't even considered when they first met that it might be more than a one night stand, but he was the one who had made this happen, who had started texted him. He felt a little stab of guilt, even preemptively.

[seanceinfurs]

"You could still keep me on the side, one way or the other," Klaus suggested. This was bliss. Chatting and going petted so lightly.

[lepidopterologist]

Harry wasn't sure that was the case. "Just know that whatever happens after tonight, you've been exactly what I needed and I'm grateful," Harry said.

His hand slid down his chest, down his thigh, and then to Klaus' presumably overstimulated cock. "I hope that you've gotten something you wanted, too."

[seanceinfurs]

"Sure," Klaus replied. "Still... I would be sorry if you stopped texting."

[lepidopterologist]

"Let's forget about that for right now," Harry said, as he dragged his fingertips lightly over Klaus' soft cock. "Though the mention of our texts has reminded me how blatantly you disobeyed earlier, hmm? And I think you did it on purpose. Were you hoping I would punish you, pet?"

[seanceinfurs]

Klaus cock felt so sensitive right now. His breath hitched. "Maybe..." He teased, then, "Yes, actually, sir. I've been bad. I need to be punished."

[lepidopterologist]

"Tell me the truth," Harry said, and that was a command: "Does it bother you being tied up at all, or only if you're left alone?"