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tags: sugar daddy kolivan, daddy kink, age gap, semi public sex, edging/orgasm control
tags: sugar daddy kolivan, daddy kink, age gap, semi public sex, edging/orgasm control
When Keith woke up for class that morning, he already had a text from Kolivan.
//Meet me for lunch after your class and wear something nice.//
//Meet me for lunch after your class and wear something nice.//
So Keith put on his most expensive pair of jeans, the black leather belt that usually spent more time wrapped around his wrists than his waist and picked out the lavender button down that Kolivan had one said he liked because it brought out Keith's eyes.
He even spends a little extra time making sure his hair is properly tamed as opposed to the the "it's messy but it works for me" looks he usually opts for.
He gets a few looks from his classmates when he sits down in his history lecture but no one says anything.
He gets a few looks from his classmates when he sits down in his history lecture but no one says anything.
Kolivan's office isn't exactly /close/ to the building his history class is in, but since he's already downtown, it's certainly worth making the trip. They always go out to lunch somewhere nice, but if Keith has to dress up, it must be a special occasion.
The nice thing about dressing up is that Keith doesn't get the stink eye from security when he walks into Kolivan's office building. He's been there enough that all the regulars recognize him but that doesn't stop the judgement.
Kolivan's secretary, Axca, doesn't look up from her laptop until Keith clears his throat. She doesn't great him, just raises an eyebrow and waits.
"Can you tell Kolivan that I'm here?"
"Certainly," she says, plastering on a fake smile.
"Mr. Marmora, your /boyfriend/ is here."
"Can you tell Kolivan that I'm here?"
"Certainly," she says, plastering on a fake smile.
"Mr. Marmora, your /boyfriend/ is here."
Her voice is dripping with sarcasm as she says the word "boyfriend" and Keith's face heats. Kolivan's voice welcomes him through the intercom and Axca gestures towards the door.
Kolivan looks up from his paperwork and a smile spreads across his face.
"What's wrong, kitten?"
The embarrassment fades, replaced by a warmth in his belly at the sound of the pet name.
"Axca doesn't like me," he says.
Kolivan laughs. "She doesn't like anyone."
"What's wrong, kitten?"
The embarrassment fades, replaced by a warmth in his belly at the sound of the pet name.
"Axca doesn't like me," he says.
Kolivan laughs. "She doesn't like anyone."
He stands up and gestures for Keith to join him. With Kolivan's strong arms wrapped around him, it's easy to forget any and all of his problems. Not that he's had many since they started their arrangement.
Keith pushes himself up on his tiptoes and barely reaches Kolivan's chin for a kiss.
"Where are we going for lunch?" he asks. Kolivan bends to meet him and captures his mouth.
"Where are we going for lunch?" he asks. Kolivan bends to meet him and captures his mouth.
It's been a few days since Kolivan started growing out his beard again and the brush of his stubble makes Keith moan into the kiss.
"There's a new Korean barbecue place down the block that I thought we'd try." His hands slide down Keith's back and grope his ass.
"There's a new Korean barbecue place down the block that I thought we'd try." His hands slide down Keith's back and grope his ass.
"Our reservation is in 45 minutes."
"Whatever will we do to pass the time until then," Keith says wryly.
"Take off your clothes, brat," Kolivan instructs. He punctuates his sentence with a sharp slap to Keith's ass.
"Yes, Daddy."
"Whatever will we do to pass the time until then," Keith says wryly.
"Take off your clothes, brat," Kolivan instructs. He punctuates his sentence with a sharp slap to Keith's ass.
"Yes, Daddy."
Keith was going for seductive, but mostly he just sounds needy. Kolivan collects his clothes and folds them neatly over the arm of the leather chair across the room. Keith's been bent over the chair more times than he can count. He bites his lip at the memory.
Kolivan's eyes wander over his body appreciatively as he walks back towards Keith. He twists a nipple between two thick fingers and Keith whimpers.
"Daddy," he gasps, drawing out the syllables. He's already achingly hard, his cock straining in his jock strap.
"Daddy," he gasps, drawing out the syllables. He's already achingly hard, his cock straining in his jock strap.
He'd fingered himself quickly after reading Kolivan's text, but he hadn't had time to get himself off before class.
"Yes?" Kolivan hand drifts lower, teases the head of his cock through the fabric. "Is there something my greedy boy wants?"
"Yes?" Kolivan hand drifts lower, teases the head of his cock through the fabric. "Is there something my greedy boy wants?"
"You know what I want," Keith says, reaching between their bodies to cup Kolivan's growing hard-on through his dress slacks. He knows Kolivan will be mad if his suit gets stained, but Keith can't help himself. He has to touch.
"Behave," Kolivan scolds, taking a step back.
"Behave," Kolivan scolds, taking a step back.
Keith puts on his most effective pout.
"Daddy, /please./"
"Get on your knees, kitten."
Kolivan undoes his tie and begins to unbutton his shirt. The short sleeves of his undershirt show of his full tattoo sleeves and Keith's mouth waters.
"Daddy, /please./"
"Get on your knees, kitten."
Kolivan undoes his tie and begins to unbutton his shirt. The short sleeves of his undershirt show of his full tattoo sleeves and Keith's mouth waters.
He pulls out his cock and fists a hand in Keith's hair. Keith's mouth falls open and Kolivan taps the head of his cock against his tongue.
"You're going to ride me hard and fast but you're not going to come, understand?"
"You're going to ride me hard and fast but you're not going to come, understand?"
Keith is so glad for the taste of Kolivan's cock he's almost not disappointed by the news that he's not allowed to come. /Almost./
He mumbles his assent around the dick in his mouth and Kolivan strokes his fingers through his hair as he thrusts into his mouth.
He mumbles his assent around the dick in his mouth and Kolivan strokes his fingers through his hair as he thrusts into his mouth.
"Good boy," he murmurs. "I'm going to use you again after lunch and if you've behaved yourself I'll let you come then."
Keith gags, his eyes watering as Kolivan forces his head down, holding him in place for just a few seconds before releasing his grip.
Keith gags, his eyes watering as Kolivan forces his head down, holding him in place for just a few seconds before releasing his grip.
Keith gasps for air as Kolivan's cock slips out of his mouth.
"Thank you, Daddy. I'll be good."
His voice is already a little rough and the knowledge that he's not going to be coming any time soon is painful, but he knows it'll be worth it. It always is.
"Thank you, Daddy. I'll be good."
His voice is already a little rough and the knowledge that he's not going to be coming any time soon is painful, but he knows it'll be worth it. It always is.
Aaaaaand we're back!
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Kolivan's pants are down around his calves, his cock pulled out through the slit in his boxers. He's slicking himself with the lube he keeps in the bottom drawer of his desk. Keith is doing his best to compose himself and watching isn't really helping.
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Kolivan's pants are down around his calves, his cock pulled out through the slit in his boxers. He's slicking himself with the lube he keeps in the bottom drawer of his desk. Keith is doing his best to compose himself and watching isn't really helping.
Kolivan pats his lap with his other hand.
"Come here, baby," Kolivan says gently. "Make me feel good."
Keith takes a deep breath and climbs up into his lap. The last thing he needs is to come the second he sits down on Kolivan's cock.
"Come here, baby," Kolivan says gently. "Make me feel good."
Keith takes a deep breath and climbs up into his lap. The last thing he needs is to come the second he sits down on Kolivan's cock.
The head of Kolivan's cock slides along the cleft of his ass and a quiet whimper slips out of Keith's mouth. The pad of Kolivan's thumb brushes against his hole, warm and slippery with lube.
"Did you open yourself up for me?"
Keith nods, teeth clenched.
"Did you open yourself up for me?"
Keith nods, teeth clenched.
"Good boy," Kolivan purrs. His thumb pushes inside and Keith's breath hitches. He rocks back against Kolivan's hand, eager for more.
"/Daddy./"
"Yeah, baby?"
"Can I have your cock?"
"/Daddy./"
"Yeah, baby?"
"Can I have your cock?"
Kolivan curls his free hand around the back of Keith's neck and pulls him down for a brutal kiss.
"Of course," he whispers against Keith's kiss bruised lips.
Keith steadies himself with his hands on Kolivan's broad shoulders as he sinks down.
"Of course," he whispers against Keith's kiss bruised lips.
Keith steadies himself with his hands on Kolivan's broad shoulders as he sinks down.
When he feels Kolivan's hand beneath him he stops to take a breath. Kolivan is by far the biggest person he's ever been with and sometimes it makes quickies challenging. But he's been promised a reward for good behavior and he's going to make his daddy proud.
"That's it, baby," Kolivan whispers, stroking his thumb over Keith's hip. "That's my good boy."
He moves his hand off his cock and gently urges Keith to take him the rest of the way.
He moves his hand off his cock and gently urges Keith to take him the rest of the way.
Once he's seated all the way down, Keith buries his face in Kolivan's chest, breathing in the scent of him. He's so full and it's overwhelming. He wants to take his time, let his body adjust but that's time they don't have.
"How do you feel, kitten?"
"How do you feel, kitten?"
Keith feels like he's getting dicked all the way up to his lungs. Kolivan's fingers curl underneath his chin, tipping his head up until their eyes meet.
"Full," Keith manages. "So full, Daddy."
"Good."
"Full," Keith manages. "So full, Daddy."
"Good."
He pushes a lock of hair behind Keith's ear and presses a kiss to his forehead. "Now ride me. I want you full of my come before we leave for lunch."
The knowledge that he's not allowed to come would be enough of a challenge, but Kolivan whispering filthy things as Keith bounces in his lap has him ready to burst.
"Daddy, please," Keith moans. The fact that his office is soundproof is his only saving grace right now.
"Daddy, please," Keith moans. The fact that his office is soundproof is his only saving grace right now.
"I'm so close, I don't know if I can --"
"Shh, baby." Kolivan puts a single finger against his lips. "I'll take care of you. Keep going, you're making me feel so good."
"Shh, baby." Kolivan puts a single finger against his lips. "I'll take care of you. Keep going, you're making me feel so good."
Kolivan slips a hand inside Keith's jock strap and for a split second he thinks Kolivan might have changed his mind. But his fingers curl tight around the base of Keith's cock, holding back his potential orgasm and his voice is stern as he says, "Faster, Keith."
Keith is sobbing by the time Kolivan tells him to stop. It feels like every nerve ending in his body is lit up, like there isn't a single percent of his brain that isn't screaming for him to come already.
Kolivan wipes away his tears with the pad of his thumb and kisses him sweetly.
"You did so good baby," he says, and his voice is low and husky. "Bend over the desk for me."
Keith nods, even as his knees protest. He feels so empty when Kolivan's cock slides out of him.
"You did so good baby," he says, and his voice is low and husky. "Bend over the desk for me."
Keith nods, even as his knees protest. He feels so empty when Kolivan's cock slides out of him.
He bends over Kolivan's desk, his cheek pressed against his calendar, his engraved nameplate in Keith's line of sight. There's a rustling in one of the desk drawers and then Kolivan's huge hands are on him again.
"My good boy," he whispers.
"My good boy," he whispers.
Kolivan slides inside him with one quick thrust and Keith groans out something unintelligible. Fingers curl around the back of his neck as Kolivan's hips slap against his ass. He yanks Keith back by his hair a moment later, coming with a loud grunt.
His arms slide around Keith's chest, pulling him close as he kisses the side of Keith's neck and rocks inside him.
Keith desperately wants to shove a hand into his underwear and jerk off while Kolivan is still inside him.
Keith desperately wants to shove a hand into his underwear and jerk off while Kolivan is still inside him.
But Kolivan's body is warm against his and he humming against Keith's neck and Keith knows he has to content himself with the fact that he made his daddy proud.
"Bend over, baby," Kolivan says. Keith does, inhaling sharply as Kolivan eases out of him.
"Bend over, baby," Kolivan says. Keith does, inhaling sharply as Kolivan eases out of him.
"Spread yourself open for me."
Keith reaches back, waiting for the cool feeling of a wet wipe but instead there's a gentle pressure as something firm slips inside him.
"Daddy?"
"Gotta keep you plugged up so you don't make a mess of your nice clothes."
Keith reaches back, waiting for the cool feeling of a wet wipe but instead there's a gentle pressure as something firm slips inside him.
"Daddy?"
"Gotta keep you plugged up so you don't make a mess of your nice clothes."
Keith closes his eyes, waiting as his body opens up around each bump of the plug. When it's finally nestled snug inside his ass, Kolivan helps him up and kisses him deeply. Keith's hand fist in the thin material of Kolivan's undershirt.
"Get dressed and calm down," Kolivan says.
"Get dressed and calm down," Kolivan says.
