Teaser - Kala/Conan

“How does pasta sound for dinner. We could open up a nice bottle of wine and make it a nice cozy night.”

Cozy nights usually ended up with Kala getting fucked into the bed whether he was on his back or his belly. Either way they both enjoyed the act of making love and often cuddled afterwards however Conan got an idea to try something different with his lover.

“I have a better idea for tonight. What do you say we do things a little differently in the bedroom?”

Cocking his head to the side Kala raised an eyebrow at Conan.

“Oh? What were you thinking of?” He inquired.

A devilish grin appeared upon Conan’s lips as he captured Kala’s in a kiss.

“You remember than one night.” He paused to pull the more slender male into his lap and proceeded to speak while he lavished kissed upon the tanned neck of his lover. “When we were talking about what kinds of kinks we’d like to try.” The bigger males hands slid up Kala’s back as he bite on the area where Kala’s neck met his shoulder. A small moan left Kala’s lips as Conan sucked, nipped and kissed at his neck. It was absolute heaven when Conan would lavish attention to his neck.

“You’re…” Kala moaned again as he shifted so he was straddling his lover. His hand tangled into Conan’s long hair. “You’re point being?” Conan would often make it hard for him to think clearly.

“Well.” Conan’s lips dipped down Kala’s neck to the hollow of his throat licking up from the tender spot to his lover’s ear. Nipping and sucking lightly he whispered into Kala’s ear. “You said you wanted to try some bondage.”

At this statement Kala flushed a bright red but groans as he felt a large hand squeeze his behind. As a result he felt his shorts get a little tight as his member hardened. The mere thought of being tied up helplessly and played with to no end sent shivers of arousal through his body. Helpless and begging, two things he wanted Conan to make him do. He would be at the mercy at Conan’s hand if they went through with this plan. Conan grinned upon feeling the bulge against his stomach.

“Little excited at the thought are you my love.”  Conan’s voice rumbled against Kala’s throat before kissing the smaller male in his arms once more.