X: ~sits on the couch as he knows that they have to have a talk and no one is around, since its late~
Locke: I’m extremely disappointed in you….
X: lifts his gaze to locke as he enters the room~
Locke: I don’t understand whats been going on with you lately…
X: I don’t know whats going on either…~whimpers softly~
Locke: first your being totally withdrawn….and now your hitting P….this is completely unacceptable…
X: I know….I know it was wrong and I didn’t mean to do such a thing to hers….and to you…
Locke: even if you don’t mean to do it…you STILL did it…
X: You just wouldn’t understand…
Locke: try me…
X: Things are not as simple as that…I wish it was…..truely I do….but I cant right now…
Locke: Get on the floor…now…
Xerxes does what he is told without complaint, kneeling down upon the floor, tucking his legs up under him, his head lowered~
Locke: You know what you need to do…
Locke: You’ve been very..very…naughty…
X: crawls towards Locke, reaching out, his hands resting for a moment in his lap, remaining silent~
Locke: You’ve broken so many of my rules….
Xerxes reaches out, grasping Locke’s belt as he listens to him, his head lowered once more, slipping it through the buckle~
Locke: Even if I don’t understand your reasons….you are still due for a punishment…
Xerxes tugs on the belt gently, soon slipping it through and free from Locke’s pants, then he places it within Locke’s grasp~
Locke: ~holding the belt~ Take off your panties…
Xerxes stands up from the floor, soon slipping his panties down his legs and onto the floor, leaving them there~
Without another command…Xerxes crawls up onto the couch, his skirt hiked up showing his bare ass~
Locke: I trusted you to take care of P….not to smack her around like a bitch…
Locke: You may look like a woman…but your still a man….and men do NOT hit a woman…~strikes X on the ass with belt~
Xerxes lifts forward as it hits, giving out a pained cry, biting his bottom lip~
Xerxes grips tightly to the couch each time the belt hits him, the flesh of his ass soon turning pink then red~
Soon after Locke stops beating him, Xerxes remains on the couch, too sore to move at the moment, reflecting in that Locke has said, knowing it’s the truth…
Locke: Do you like it?
Locke suddenly slaps X in the face, causing him to cry out once again, whimpering~
Locke: Do you like that? Do you like being smacked? Do you think she liked it when you smacked her?...
X: No…
Locke moves from standing to sitting once again on his spot on the couch~ Your allowed to pleasure me now…
Xerxes reaches out, his slender fingers unbuttoning his pants, pulling hem open, revealing that Locke did not have underwear on, looking up at him for a moment~
Xerxes then slips Locke’s length from they’re restriction of his pants, leaning more against his leg, slipping his growing arousal within his warm mouth, softly sucking upon him~
Locke: your not being very enthusiastic…
Xerxes gives out a whimper, not wanting to displease him more then he already had, his head soon bobbing up and down, feeling Locke’s hand slipping into his blond locks~
Locke grips tighter to Xerxes head, letting out a deep moan, his hips rocking as Xerxes continues to pleasure him with his mouth, his warm breath washing over his flesh~
Locke: ~gently lifts Xerxes’ chin away from his interesting work, his voice heavy with desire~ Get on the floor and stick out your ass…
Xerxes pulls away from him reluctantly, his cheeks are flushed with blush, once more taking the same position as before, as he is instructed, though this time he kneels upon the hardwood floor, glancing for a moment at the belt~
Locke soon sinks behind X, his hand tracing over the red welts from the belt, watching as Xerxes tenses, taking his length within his hand and soon is deep within, as Xerxes cries out from the roughness of this action, his knuckles turning white a bit from their grip on the arm of the couch~
Locke starts to grind his hips against Xerxes, his chest pressed against his petite frame~
Locke: Why won't you just talk to me?
X: Locke…I….~his words a bit muffled as Locke continues, causing him to moan~
Locke’s hands hold Xerxes hips tight, soon lifting him up onto the couch, Xerxes body tenses, crying out in sweet delight, his eyes closed tight, his body responding to Locke, his hips grinding against his~
Xerxes looks over his shoulder at Locke, seeing them glowing that rich red color as his desire grow, Xerxes bites his bottom lip, but cannot muffle any cry that escapes from his body, wanting Locke to hear how he felt~
Xerxes cries out, his long arms gripping the bottom of the sofa as Locke ravages him closing his eyes and crying out in a minglement of pleasure and pain, his necklace jingling, jerking with their movements~
Locke grabs tight to Xerxes silken strands of hair, pulling back hard on it as he continues to thrust within him~
Locke: "I make rules for a reason.. stop disobeying my wishes"
X: ~pained from the pull in his scalp as he speaks~ Locke….I love you….
Locke: I know.. ~pulling tighter~ You’re not acting like it…
Locke gives out a deep growl as soon he releases his heat into Xerxes, who is gripping the couch tighter then ever, his own orgasim threatening to release, but Locke then withdraws from him, leaning back~
Locke: Don’t…..you don’t deserve it…
Xexes soon lays upon Locke’s chest as he lays back on the couch, trying to let his body calm itself down, tears slip across his face onto Locke’s flesh, and he trembles softly~
X: ~whispering as more tears spill~ please…..forgive me…
Locke lifts his head to him, pressing a kiss against his head~ I forgive you... you must ask for P's forgiveness as well.. and try hard to be considerate of others, Xerxes...
Xerxes: ~nods his head~ yes Locke…
~end~
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