A little bit of brat taming

Character Song: Hymn for Daddy

Mathias shrugged open the door to his dark apartment, weary and pissed from a long night of work as a bouncer. The weight of his motorcycle keys hitting the kitchen counter was the only sound to be heard as he began to undress. His leather jacket felt heavy on his shoulders, and he couldn't wait to get comfortable.

His eyes scanned the darkness for any sign of his roommate as he flicked on the kitchen light, running a hand through his disheveled hair.

"The brat’s probably asleep." He thought with a grunt as he shrugged his jacket off onto the floor. He was in the mood for some stress relief after a long night, gripping his bulge and making his way to the dark living room to check for his little brat.

Current Location: Kitchen
Time: 2 am
Clothing: Black Shirt, Jeans, Belt

Mathias sensed the einar's presence, feeling a surge of dominance flood him. He took a deep breath and let out a low growl.

<He loves it when his little brat makes trouble. I can't wait to show Everest who's in charge.>

Walking towards the bathroom door, Mathias wrapped a large hand around the handle, pushing against it with a controlled force. He could hear the lock click as the door resisted his grip.

"The little brat is trying to lock me out?" He thought with a smirk.

Without missing a beat, he pounded on the door with a firm fist. "Open the fucking door, brat." His gravelly voice dripped with authority and his dark eyes glittered with excitement.

Current Location: Outside the Bathroom Door
Time: 2 am
Clothing: Black Shirt, Jeans, Belt

Mathias chuckled under his breath at the einar's challenge, relishing the playful banter. He gave the door a firm push, feeling it yield easily to his strength. Stepping into the bathroom, he leaned against the frame, his towering presence casting a shadow over Everest.

"Such a cheeky brat," Mathias rumbled, his tone low and commanding. His eyes lingered on the einar, taking in every detail of their body with an intense gaze. The sight of Everest grooming themselves stirred a primal desire within him, fueling his dominant urges.

"Playing hard to get, are we? Let's see how long that lasts," he mused silently, a sly smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

Current Location: Bathroom
Time: 2 am
Clothing: Black Shirt, Jeans, Belt

Mathias looked down at the einar with a heated gaze, his heart racing with desire. He could feel his arousal building with each passing moment, and he relished in the feeling of control.

"Don't be coy, little one," he growled lowly, grabbing the einar's wrist and pulling them closer to him. "You know why I'm here."

He leaned down and whispered into their ear, his breath hot against their skin. "I need to remind you who's in charge."

As the einar ran their finger across his chest, Mathias grunted, grabbing them by the waist and pulling them flush against his body. He could feel their arousal pressed against his leg, sending a surge of excitement through him.

"You're going to do exactly as I say," he commanded, slipping a hand beneath their hoodie to squeeze their ass possessively. "And you'll beg for more when I'm done with you."

Current Location: Bathroom
Time: 2 am
Clothing: Black Shirt, Jeans, Belt

Mathias watched as the einar slipped out of his grasp, a glint of challenge in their eyes. He could feel his desire growing even stronger, and he yearned to take control of the situation.

"The brat wants to play hard to get? Fine, two can play at that game," he thought to himself, his scowl deepening.

As the einar turned their back on him, Mathias stepped closer, his hand tracing the curve of their hip. "Oh, I know your game," he purred, his voice low and seductive. "But remember who's in charge here."

He trailed a finger down their spine, grinning wickedly as they spread their legs slightly, giving him an enticing view of their ass. "You want me, little one," he breathed, his hot breath caressing their ear. "And you're going to get exactly what you need."

With that, Mathias took a step back, his eyes flickering with dominance. "Get on the bed," he ordered, his voice laced with command. "And show Daddy what he

Mathias watched as the einar walked out of the bedroom, his eyes following their every move. He could feel his frustration mounting at their challenge, but he knew better than to give in to it.

"What a brat," he thought to himself with a smirk. "But I know how to handle them."

He followed the einar into the kitchen, grabbing their wrist and spinning them around to face him. His eyes bore into theirs, his grip firm but not harsh. "You want me to claim you? Fine," he growled, his voice low and commanding. "But you're going to have to beg for it."

He pressed the einar against the counter, his hands running down their body possessively. "Beg Daddy to make you his," he ordered, nipping at their earlobe. "And don't stop until you get what you want."

Current Location: Kitchen
Time: 2 am
Clothing: Black Shirt, Jeans, Belt

Mathias growled lowly as the einar slipped out of his grip and vanished into the darkness. He could feel his control slipping away, replaced with a burning desire to catch them and make them pay for their defiance.

"That little brat is playing with fire," he thought to himself darkly.

He moved through the apartment cautiously, his eyes scanning the shadows for any sign of movement. But despite his best efforts, he couldn't find any trace of the einar.

Suddenly, he heard a faint rustling from under the bed, and he grinned wickedly. "Gotcha."

With a swift motion, he reached down and grabbed the einar, yanking them out from under the bed. "You're going to regret that," he growled, grabbing them by the hair and pulling them up to face him.

Current Location: Bedroom
Time: 2 am
Clothing: Black Shirt, Jeans, Belt

Mathias looked down at the einar with a smirk, his hand still gripping their hair firmly. "I don't play games," he growled, his voice low and dangerous. "And neither should you."

He released their hair and pinned them firmly to the bed, his eyes locked on theirs. "You wanted me to claim you, little one?" he asked, his voice thick with desire. "Then beg for it. Beg Daddy to make you his and never let you go."

He leaned in close, his hot breath caressing their face. "And if you're a good little brat, maybe I'll even reward you."

Mathias' jaw tensed as he heard the einar's cutting remark. He could feel his anger building, and for a moment, he considered lashing out.

But he knew better than to let his emotions control him. Instead, he leaned in close to the einar, his voice low and threatening. "I'll make you beg, little one," he growled. "And when I'm finished with you, you won't be able to think straight."

He pressed his body against theirs, pinning them down on the bed with his weight. His lips trailed down their neck, nipping at their skin as he went. "But first, you need to learn your place," he murmured. "And that is beneath me."

Mathias could sense the einar's desire building as he kissed and nipped at their neck. He relished in the feeling of their body underneath his, the power dynamic between them driving him to take more control.

He paused for a moment, looking down at the einar with a lust-filled gaze. "You think you can resist me," he murmured. "But we both know that's not true."

With that, he roughly flipped the einar over onto their stomach, his hands grabbing their hips tightly. He grinded his bulge against their backside, making sure they could feel every inch of him.

"You want this as much as I do," he growled. "And you're going to beg for it before I give it to you."

Mathias could feel the einar's resistance beginning to crumble, their body betraying their words as they pressed themselves against his bulge. He knew that he was getting close to breaking them down completely, and he relished in the power of it.

He leaned in close to their ear, his hot breath caressing their skin as he spoke. "But what?" he murmured. "You can't resist me, little one. And I won't stop until you're begging for me."

With that, he reached down between their legs, his fingers brushing against their clothed sex. He could feel the heat radiating off of them, and he knew that they were ready to give in. All it would take was a little more pressure, a little more teasing...

"You want this," he whispered, his fingers teasingly circling their clit. "So why fight it? Give in to your desires, little one. Give in to me."

Mathias smirked as he felt the einar's resistance crumble beneath his touch. He knew that he had won this round, but there would always be more opportunities to claim victory over his little brat.

He let out a deep chuckle as the einar kissed him deeply, his hands roaming over their body possessively. "You can try all you want, little one," he murmured against their lips. "But in the end, you'll always give in to me."

With that, he rolled them both onto their backs, his hands tugging at their clothes to expose their naked body. He could feel his cock straining against his jeans, eager to be inside of them once again.

"Get ready for Daddy, little one," he growled. "Because tonight, I'm going to make sure you remember who's in charge."

Mathias couldn't help but groan as the einar teased him with their words and kissed his cock. His dominant nature was being tested, but he was enjoying every moment of it.

He watched intently as they lowered his pants, revealing his already hardened cock to them. He knew that this little brat loved to worship him, and he basked in the attention.

"Go on then, little one," he growled, his hands reaching down to tangle in their hair. "Beg for me. Tell me how much you need my cock inside of you."

He pulled their head forward, making sure that they could feel his hot breath against their skin as they spoke. "Tell me how good it feels when Daddy takes control," he murmured. "And maybe I'll give you what you want."

Mathias couldn't help but grin as the einar begged for him to take control. He loved it when they submitted to him like this, their words only fueling his dominant desires.

He tightened his grip on their hair, pulling their head back so that he could look them in the eyes. "You're a greedy little thing, aren't you?" he growled, before leaning in to capture their lips in a deep kiss.

With one swift movement, he flipped them over onto their stomach, his hands grabbing at their hips and pulling them up into position. He positioned himself at their entrance, teasing them with just the tip of his cock before plunging inside of them.

"Is this what you wanted, little one?" he murmured as he began to thrust into them hard and fast. "To feel Daddy's cock stretching you open? To be completely under my control?"

His movements were rough and unyielding, each thrust taking him deeper inside of them. He could feel the tightness of their body wrapping around him, driving him wild with pleasure.

And as he continued to fuck them with recklessabandon, he knew that they would both be satisfied by the time he was through.

Mathias groaned at the einar's loud cries of pleasure, his thrusts becoming even harder and more unyielding. He loved hearing them scream out his name and praise him like this, knowing that he had complete control over their body.

With one hand gripping tightly onto their hip, he used the other to reach around and rub at their clit, adding a new layer of sensation to their already overloaded senses.

"Come for me, little one," he growled. "Give in completely to Daddy and let yourself go."

He could feel their body tightening around him as they got closer and closer to their peak, their moans growing louder with each passing moment.

And when they finally came undone beneath him, he couldn't help but roar out in triumph, his own orgasm washing over him like a tidal wave.

As they both collapsed onto the bed, panting and sweaty from their exertions, Mathias knew that this was only the beginning. The night was young, and he still had plans for his little brat.

Mathias breathed heavily as he collapsed on top of the einar, his entire body weight pressing down onto theirs. He loved feeling their hot breath on his skin, their bodies writhing beneath him in pleasure.

As he lay there catching his breath, he couldn't help but notice the arousal building up inside of him again. The way the einar's body trembled beneath his was a heady aphrodisiac, and he knew that he wanted more.

With a deep growl, he slowly began to thrust his cock back inside of them, the tightness of their body welcoming him back with open arms.

"You can take it, can't you?" he murmured as he picked up speed, his hips slamming into theirs with increasing force. "You love it when Daddy fucks you hard like this."

He leaned down, biting at their neck as he fucked them harder and harder, determined to push them over the edge once again. And when they finally came undone beneath him, crying out in ecstasy, he felt a surge of satisfaction fill him from head to toe.

For Mathias, there wasnothing quite like the feeling of being in control, of dominating another person's body and taking pleasure in their surrender. The power he held over his little brat was intoxicating, a rush that he could never get enough of.

As he collapsed onto the bed beside them, still breathing hard from their intense coupling, Mathias knew that he would never tire of this. He loved being their Daddy, loved being able to explore the darkest corners of his own desires with them as his willing plaything.

And he knew that they were just as addicted to him as he was to them. There was no turning back now - they had given themselves over to each other completely, and there was nothing that could ever break the hold that they had over one another.