His precious plaything 2

"You had gotten sold to a powerful, rich, mobster Carlo Valentino as your parents needed to pay off some debt...You were brought to Las Vegas to Carlo Valentino in a casino and hotel...You had sat in a chair in a hotel room where Carlo sat in front of you on the bed leaning towards you, taking in your looks before speaking"

"So, I have two rules, little boy, no talking back and always show respect to me"

"Carlo said in a strong Italian accent"

Carlo watches as Theo lays there, spent and obedient, and smiles in satisfaction at the sight. He loves how he has the younger man completely under his control, a willing toy for him to play with and tease.

"You're welcome, my sweet," "he purrs, leaning in to press a kiss to Theo's forehead." "But I'm not done with you yet. You have so much more to give me."

He stands up from the bed, stretching his muscles before walking towards the bathroom. "Clean yourself up, my little plaything," "he says over his shoulder." "And meet me in the living room. I have a surprise for you."

Without another word, he disappears into the bathroom, leaving Theo alone in the bedroom to collect himself and prepare for whatever other pleasures Carlo has in store for him.

"Carlo waits patiently in the living room, a glass of whiskey in hand. He lounges comfortably on the sofa, his muscular frame draped casually across the plush velvet cushions."

"As he hears the soft padding of Theo's bare feet approaching, he takes a slow sip of his drink, enjoying the anticipation of what's to come."

"When Theo finally enters the room, Carlo raises an eyebrow appreciatively at the sight of him wrapped only in a silk bathrobe, barely concealing his toned body."

"Good boy," "Carlo approves as he sees Theo emerge from the bedroom, his naked body now clean and fresh from the shower. He allows his gaze to roam over the younger man's form, admiring the lingering marks left behind from their earlier session together."

"Now, come here," "he commands, gesturing for Theo to join him in the living room. A small tray sits on the coffee table, adorned with various fruits, cheeses, and meats cut into bite-sized pieces."

"I thought we could have a little snack before we continue our fun," *he explains with a charming smile. "Sit down and enjoy, my sweet plaything."

"As Theo reaches for the food, Carlo chuckles softly and gently grabs his wrist, pulling him back towards him. He picks up a grape from the tray and holds it up to Theo's lips, grinning mischievously."

"Ah ah ah, my sweet plaything," "he chides teasingly." "I thought you might prefer if I fed you myself."

Without waiting for a response, he leans in closer and places the grape between his teeth, inviting Theo to take a bite directly from his mouth. As Theo parts his lips to accept the offering, Carlo's gaze locks onto his own, dark and intense.

He continues to feed Theo various tidbits from the tray, relishing in the way the younger man's lips wrap around his fingers as he takes the food. It's an intimate act, one that fills Carlo with a sense of power and desire.

He keeps his hand hovering near Theo's mouth, not allowing him to take anything without his permission. "Do

you like it, my sweet?" "he asks softly, his breath warm against Theo's ear." "Being fed by me like a helpless little kitten?"

He leans in to press a kiss to Theo's neck, his hand still poised with another treat. "Say it," "he whispers." "Say how much you love being at my mercy."

"Carlo grins wickedly as Theo succumbs to his control. He can feel the younger man's submission and hunger for him, and it sends a thrill of satisfaction through him. As he watches Theo take the chocolate-covered finger into his mouth, Carlo lets out a low moan of his own."

"Mmm, good boy," "he murmurs, stroking a hand through Theo's blonde hair." "I love how obedient and eager you are to please me."

He leans in closer, his lips brushing against Theo's earlobe. "And I love having you at my mercy," "he whispers hotly." "I love knowing that you crave my touch, my attention, my affection."

With that, he presses his mouth against Theo's, kissing him deeply and possessively. His hands roam over the younger man's body, exploring every inch of him with a predatory hunger. He's determined to make Theo fully submit to him, body and soul.

"Carlo groans against Theo's lips as he feels the younger man straddle him. He can feel Theo's heat and desire pressing against his groin, igniting a fire within him. He wraps his arms tightly around Theo's waist, holding him close as they kiss hungrily."

"Mmm, you're so good for me," "he murmurs between kisses." "So obedient and eager to please."

He trails kisses down Theo's neck, nipping at his skin lightly. His hands move lower, groping and squeezing at Theo's ass through the silk of his robe. He can't resist the temptation any longer, and slides one hand inside to cup the younger man's naked flesh directly.

"You want me, don't you?" "he growls possessively." "You want me to take you right here, on my couch? To make you mine completely?"

He punctuates his words with a hard thrust of his hips, grinding against Theo's arousal.

"Carlo can feel the throbbing desire in his own body matching the growing need in Theo's. He relishes in the power he holds over the younger man, knowing that his every touch and word is driving him wild with want."

"Oh, you're aching for me, aren't you?" "he whispers, his voice husky and filled with satisfaction." "You want to be taken, claimed, ravished by me."

He takes hold of the chain attached to Theo's piercings, tugging it gently to remind him of their earlier play. The sensation shoots waves of pleasure through both of them, intensifying their desires.

"I'll give you what you crave, my sweet boy," "he murmurs, his voice dripping with promise." "But remember, you're mine. Body, soul, and everything in between."

Carlo's hand slips further under the robe, exploring the soft skin of Theo's ass before sliding around to tease at the entrance. He leans back

against the couch, pulling Theo with him until they're both lying down. Carlo takes off his own shirt, revealing a toned and muscular chest and abs as he hovers over Theo.

"You're so beautiful," "he whispers, trailing kisses down Theo's neck and chest." "I could devour you whole."

He moves one hand to play with Theo's nipple ring, tugging at it gently as he grinds his hips against Theo's. With his other hand, he unfastens Theo's silk robe, pushing it aside to reveal his bare body.

"So perfect," "he murmurs, admiring the sight of Theo spread out before him." "My perfect little plaything."

He leans in to capture Theo's lips in another deep kiss, his tongue teasing at the younger man's lips before plunging inside to explore further. His fingers continue to tease at Theo's entrance, testing how ready he is for him.

"Carlo feels a jolt of pleasure at Theo's words, his desire for the younger man growing stronger. He takes hold of Theo's waist and flips him onto his stomach, pulling his hips up and positioning himself between his spread legs."

"I'll give you what you want, my little plaything," "he growls, positioning himself at Theo's entrance." "But first, I need to prepare you."

He leans over to the side table and retrieves a bottle of lube, squirting some onto his fingers before slowly easing one inside Theo's tight heat. He works it in and out, gradually adding a second and then a third finger until Theo is moaning and writhing underneath him.

"Mmm, you like that, don't you?" "he murmurs, his voice low and rough." "You like being stretched and filled by my fingers?"

"Carlo watches Theo's response, his own desire growing with each pleasured sound that escapes the younger man's lips. He continues to thrust his fingers in and out of Theo's tight heat, stretching him, preparing him for what's to come."

"I'll stretch you just right," "he whispers, his voice laced with a mix of dominance and seduction." "So you can take all of me."

He leans down, capturing Theo's earlobe between his teeth and giving it a gentle nip before licking soothingly over the sensitive flesh. His free hand moves to grip Theo's hip firmly, holding him in place as he increases the pace of his finger fucking.

"You're doing so well," "he praises, his voice filled with lust." "Taking my fingers like a good boy."

With one final curl of his fingers, Carlo withdraws them, bringing his hand back to the bottle of lube to slick himself up. He positions his throbbing cock at Theo's entrance,

"Carlo can feel his own desire reaching its peak as he positions himself at Theo's entrance, teasing him with the tip of his cock."

"Patience, my sweet boy," "he whispers, his voice filled with a mixture of command and anticipation." "I'll give you what you crave."

With one swift thrust, Carlo enters Theo in a single fluid motion. He groans deeply at the sensation of being enveloped by Theo's tight heat, the walls clenching around him.

"Oh fuck," "he breathes out, unable to hold back his own pleasure." "You feel incredible."

Carlo begins to move, setting a rhythm that matches the intensity of their desires. He pulls almost all the way out before slamming back in, hitting Theo's prostate with each deep thrust.

"You're mine, Theo," "he growls, gripping Theo's hips tightly as he pounds into him." "Mine to use, to pleasure, to claim."

The room fills with the sounds of

"Carlo continues to move with increasing intensity, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through his body. He grips Theo's hips tighter, pulling him back against him with every slam into his prostate."

"You're such a good little plaything," "he growls, the sound low and guttural." "So obedient, taking all of me like this."

He leans over, his fingers trailing down Theo's spine before gripping his hair tightly, pulling his head back and exposing his neck for Carlo to devour with his mouth. His thrusts become harder, faster, more desperate as he feels himself reaching his peak.

"God, you feel so fucking good," "he breathes out, his body taut with pleasure." "I'm going to come inside you, fill you up completely."

With one final deep thrust, Carlo spills himself inside of Theo, his body wracked with pleasure as he empties himself completely. He collapses on top of Theo, his face buried in his neck as he

"Carlo groans deeply as he feels Theo's body spasm around him, the tight clenching of his muscles triggering his own orgasm. He pumps into Theo a few more times, riding out the waves of pleasure before collapsing on top of him, burying his face in the crook of Theo's neck."

"Fuck," "he breathes out, still coming down from the high." "You're so fucking hot."

He nuzzles against Theo's skin, pressing soft kisses and leaving tender marks as he does. He slowly withdraws from Theo's body, pulling out with a wet slurping sound before flopping onto the couch beside him.

"That was incredible," "he says, turning to look at Theo with a lazy smile." "You're incredible."

He leans over, capturing Theo's lips in a slow, sensual kiss, his hands running through Theo's hair.

"You're mine now," "he whispers between kisses, his voice filled with possessiveness." "Forever

Carlo grins at Theo's words, pleased with the effect he has on him. He wraps an arm around Theo's waist, pulling him close and kissing the side of his head.

"I know you are," he says softly, his voice filled with affection. "And I'll take good care of you."

He kisses Theo again, his lips lingering on his as he savors the taste of him. His hand drifts down to caress Theo's body, his fingers tracing patterns over his skin.

"You're so beautiful," he whispers, his breath hot against Theo's ear. "I can't get enough of you."

Carlo continues to hold Theo close, reveling in the feeling of their bodies intertwined and their hearts beating as one. For a moment, everything else fades away, leaving only the two of them wrapped up in their passion.

"I love you," he murmurs, pressing a final kiss to Theo's forehead before settling back against the couch.

"Carlo feels a surge of satisfaction and desire course through him as he witnesses Theo's response to his affectionate words and touches. He holds Theo tighter, reveling in the closeness between them."

"Mmm, you're so responsive," "he murmurs, his voice filled with admiration." "It excites me to see how much you crave my touch."

Carlo runs his fingers through Theo's hair, his touch gentle yet possessive. He leans in, capturing Theo's lips in a heated kiss, his tongue seeking entrance as their mouths meld together in a passionate dance.

Their bodies entangled, he can feel the warmth of Theo's skin against his own, the shared intimacy sparking flames of desire within him. He slides his hand down Theo's body, his fingertips grazing over sensitive areas, teasing and taunting.

"I want to make you feel good," "he whispers, his voice laced with desire." "To explore every inch of your body, inside and out."

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