It'd been going on all day. Dylin would come by and slap my ass or kiss my neck in... favourable areas. Always out of sight of the kids or the cameras, since that'd look... unprofessional.

After lunch break, I'd had to shift my shirt to cover the hickey barely peeking out from under my collar. The teasing didn't stop, though. Another hour and several barely-hidden kisses later, I got fed up.

Dylin was starting to walk away after kissing my neck again and I grabbed his shirt collar, pinning him against the Cove. My voice was low and husky as I whispered, "You better stop." He gave a shit-eating grin, canines shining in the dull light.

"Or what?" I hummed, smirking back at him.

"You'll have to find out. Papi~" I smirked, walking away and back to check out the stage, hearing him groan behind me.

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I pinned him to the bed, straddling his waist. He flashed his canines, lust blowing his pupils so there wasn't much of his iris showing.

"Think you've got it in you to top, Scott?" In response, I leaned down, touching my nose to his, voice low.

"Think you can bottom?" His grin wavered, causing me to smirk. He nodded, his breaths getting deeper.

"Hell yeah." I nipped at his collarbone, moving to pull his boxers off. I heard him moan breathily and smiled at him.

"You like being dominated, don't you, Dylin~?" His Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed, humming whiningly, hips rutting as he tried to get friction. "That's a yes~." With that, I reached for the bedside table, grabbing the lube from the drawer. A whine resounded from my husband, and I looked at him, eyebrow raised. "What do you want~?"

His hips rutted up again as he looked me in the eye. "J-Just you~ N-No lube, no prep~" My eyes widened in surprise.

"You sure, Dyl? You've... You've never bottomed. I don't want to hurt you." He shook his head, panting softly.

"Please, Scott~ Just need your cock~" He whined, hips shifting, searching for friction. I kissed his jaw, moving one hand to pump his member briefly before shifting his legs so I had room.

"If you're sure, Dyl." He nodded, moaning breathily as he tossed his head back. I pressed my tip to his ass, gently kneading his hips.

"Ready?" He growled, bucking his hips. I hummed, pushing in slowly. He moaned, back arching while doing so.

"Damn~ Oh, fuck, Scott~" I moaned softly, watching him carefully as I bottomed out.

"You good, Dyl?" I asked after a few moments, and he nodded in response. I started thrusting, moaning as I leaned down to suck hickeys into his neck. His back arched, pressing his chest to mine as I gently bit at his skin. My hands slid up his chest and over his arms, pinning his wrists to the bed. His eyes opened, watching me as I bit at his chest, causing him to moan louder. He tossed his head back, wrapping his legs around my waist.

"Oh, God~ Faster, Scott~!" I obliged, picking up my pace as his back arched. "Oh~! Mnh~" I moaned, focusing on getting him off first. One hand slid down to pump him quickly as he panted between scarlet moans. My hips shifted, causing Dyl to let out a keening whine. I smirked faintly, aiming for the same spot.

"Fuck~ I'm gonna come, Scott~!" I moaned softly, pumping him quicker, leaning down to nip at his earlobe before tugging at it with my teeth.

"Go ahead, Dyl~" He moaned, back arching and hips bucking as he came. I moaned, feeling his ass tighten around my length, sending me over the edge. I let out a scarlet moan as I came, leaning over Dylin, panting.

"Damn~ That was great," I muttered, resting my forehead against his as we panted in sync. He smiled, nodding faintly.

"It was."

A beat of silence before I pulled out, and he sat up. "Round two~?"

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Song: Temptation (cover) by Cote de Pablo

Love always,

Immortal-trash389