The Sub Club (Saku/Roninc30)
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				Title: <strong>The Sub Club (Saku/Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>21-10-2010, 06:23:01</strong>
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				Gregory opened the door to the alleyway and leaned back against the wall, thumbs hooked in his front jeans pockets, eyes closed, letting the cool air dry the thin sheen of sweat that covered his face and neck.&nbsp; His hair, long, black, and just down to his shoulders was wet from the shower he'd taken just moments before and his normally clear green eyes were bloodshot.&nbsp; Having a match-sized piece of ginger stuffed up your cock would bring any man to tears, so he wasn't too ashamed of looking a bit weepy.&nbsp; <br><br>He was exhausted as usual after one of these sessions, but strangely unfulfilled.&nbsp; Oh, it had felt good - well, some of what had just happened inside the Velvet Rope had hurt like hell, but in a good way - but there was something missing.<br><br>He was going to have to face facts.&nbsp; He was tired of being a sub.&nbsp; Tired of going from one club to the next and paying men to hurt him.&nbsp; <br><br>It just wasn't enough any more.&nbsp; He wanted to be the one causing that strange mixture of pleasure and pain that only someone who'd experienced it could understand. <br><br>And ideally, he wanted to do it in the privacy of his own home.<br><br>Shrugging out of his leather bomber jacket, he decided to rest against the wall for just another minute or two.&nbsp; That last orgasm his dom for the night had wrung out of him had nearly been too much.&nbsp; He felt drained...literally.&nbsp; And standing here dreaming about having his own sub to train, and hurt and take care of - well, that was just ridiculous.&nbsp; And about as likely as him cumming again that night from just wishing for it.<br><br>Damn.&nbsp; He needed a life.&nbsp; And a sub.&nbsp; And someone to go home to.<br><br>Preferably, all wrapped up in one pretty package.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Sub Club (Saku/Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>27-10-2010, 01:32:42</strong>
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				"Nnngh!" Satomi shrieked into the gag in his mouth as he was pounded incredibly hard from behind. It hurt quite a bit because the other man wasn't being very nice.<br><br>Perhaps it hadn't been a good idea to deviate from the three main regulars he usually dealt with at the Velvet Rope.<br><br>But tonight he had felt a little wild and wanted something different for once. Now he was regretting it. An hour later, his bottom sore as hell, he emerged from the room rubbing his wrists to get his circulation back. The man had tied his wrists behind his back with some coarse rope and he hadn't much cared for it. Satomi preferred leather lined cuffs rather than biting rope that ran the risk of splinters. Or whatever it was that one got from rope rubbing against your skin too much. Flakes. Whatever.<br><br>That had been the first time he'd been gagged during a session. His three main regulars liked hearing him cry out or pant during sex. Satomi himself preferred it.<br><br>He didn't think he liked being gagged. It was too confining and restricting and didn't give him any freedom.<br><br>How was he supposed to scream out the safe word if he was gagged? He sighed to himself, it was over anyway and he wouldn't be deviating from his regulars again so it didn't much matter. Satomi signed out of the Velvet Rope's log books and ran a hand through his short black hair. It was damp from sweat but he was glad it wasn't dripping wet or else the saltiness would have gotten into his eyes. Stretching, he opened the front door and headed out to lean up against a nearby wall.<br><br>Taking a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket he lit one up and inhaled the nicotine. Placing the pack and lighter back in his pocket he breathed out the smoke.<br><br>Ah, such a thing was calming to do and he closed his brilliant emerald eyes with satisfaction.<br><br>Smoking was one thing he could always count on to never change. It never let him down. Yes, it was addicting but he didn't mind, at least not right now. He'd quit later on, when he didn't have anything to worry about anymore. Satomi was wearing a black leather jacket and dark jeans with a thin gleaming silver metal collar around his neck. There was an inscription on the collar on the left and right side of it which read 'UNTAKEN' meaning that he had not been claimed by a master yet. Nor did he belong to anyone in particular.<br><br>It also implied that he was a sub or a bottom and was free to be taken by someone. Satomi did not see Gregory in the distance, even though he was only a foot away.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Sub Club (Saku/Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>27-10-2010, 18:23:15</strong>
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				Gregory watched as someone exited the club, then leaned against the wall for a smoke.&nbsp; He was standing in the shadows - not on purpose, but simply because he just happened to find himself there, but he was enjoying watching the man as he thought no one else was around.<br><br>The other man was handsome - with short, dark hair and a nice body, even if he was walking a bit stiffly at the moment.&nbsp; He must have had a good session.&nbsp; <br><br>The collar, though, was what caught Gregory's eye.&nbsp; He saw the gleaming metal, but wouldn't read it from here.&nbsp; If it said "TAKEN', he would naturally not even speak to the man, just in case his owner was strict.&nbsp; If, however, the man hadn't been claimed...well, could it be that easy?&nbsp; Gregory decides he wants a sub of his own, someone that will be his and his alone, someone who could withstand with the pleasures of a real dungeon, and was strong enough to be his equal outside of it, and not ten minutes later, boom.....out walks this gorgeous man who might be free for the claiming, and stops not even 12 inches away?<br><br>He had to know.&nbsp; <br><br>Clearing his throat, he stepped out of the shadows and felt a shiver of desire run up his spine as he saw the other man a bit more clearly.&nbsp; And the collar...he could see it clearly as well.&nbsp; How the hell could someone look like that and not already have been claimed?<br><br>He moved closer, stopping to stand in front of the other man, eyeing him from head to toe.&nbsp; Yes....this one was exactly what he was looking for.&nbsp; He nodded toward the collar and then met the other man's gaze.&nbsp; "How'd you like a new collar?" he asked quietly, getting right to the point.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Sub Club (Saku/Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>02-11-2010, 00:34:40</strong>
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				Normally if a sub was taken, the collar would read TAKEN for the first week. After that, the master was allowed to inscribe his own name onto the collar itself for a price.<br><br>Then, the device would show others who owned the sub in question. And make sure their power was known.<br><br>It all boiled down to power and wealth. Whoever had more of both won in this particular type of world. Now, usually when UNTAKEN subs exited the Velvet Rope they weren't supposed to show off their collar in public. But Satomi had forgotten that he was still wearing his or else he would have obeyed that particular rule. His mind was on the events that had happened earlier that night and not on his attire. When Gregory cleared his throat, Satomi's emerald eyes opened and he glanced over in the other man's direction.<br><br>Taking the cigarette out of his mouth, he exhaled some smoke. He raised a brow as Gregory came towards him and eventually stopped to stand in front of him.<br><br>Satomi let his eyes flicker over Gregory for a few moments and then focused on the man's face once more.<br><br>His brow creased for a moment when the other nodded at his neck and then his eyes widened. The dark haired male's hand flew up to his neck and found the collar still there. "Fuck." He exclaimed and reached up to unclasp the collar from around his throat. The latch gave and the collar itself popped open as he quickly stuffed the device in his jacket pocket. Clearing his throat he ran a hand through his black hair. "Forgot it was there." He remarked with a shrug, feeling somewhat embarrassed.<br><br>It would have been worse if he'd walked off with it still on his neck in full view of anyone who happened to be passing by. It was a good thing Gregory had been there.<br><br>Satomi blinked when he heard Gregory's words. Well this man got straight to the point, that was for sure.<br><br>But he liked that about people, he hated beating around the bush. Eying Gregory for a few more moments, Satomi tilted his head to the side as he considered the man's words. "That depends on what you mean." He remarked casually, not turning him down but not agreeing either. After all, he knew almost nothing about this stranger and he wasn't going to simply go off with him just because he'd been asked to. Satomi wasn't stupid and he didn't follow the stereotype of a typical sub.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Sub Club (Saku/Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>02-11-2010, 03:52:25</strong>
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				Gregory licked his lips and nodded.&nbsp; He liked everything about the man before him...<em>everything.</em>&nbsp; His looks, certainly, his hair, his eyes...even his voice.&nbsp; He imagined that voice begging for mercy could make him hard in about half a second flat.&nbsp; <br><br>Unable to resist one more look from head to toe, he nodded mostly to himself.&nbsp; Could it be this easy?&nbsp; Decide exactly what he wanted one minute and have it the next?<br><br>"What I mean is...I'll give you a choice." He moved just a little closer, catching and holding the other man's gaze.&nbsp; "We can go down to the end of this alley and I can fuck you into the wall.&nbsp; Or we can go the other way, to the diner and have a little chat.&nbsp; No matter which you choose, at the end, if I like what I see and you like what you see, I may or may not make you an offer...a very, very good offer that could, eventually result in you getting a brand new, shiny, and very expensive collar with my name on it."<br><br>Gregory backed up just a bit and shrugged.&nbsp; "Or you can walk away and I'll find someone else, no hard feelings."&nbsp; He took one more step back and held out one hand in either direction.&nbsp; "Alley and fucking, or diner and talk?&nbsp; Or not interested in either?&nbsp; What's it going to be?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Sub Club (Saku/Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>02-11-2010, 06:09:06</strong>
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				There was something a bit off about the man who stood there, looking him over. Gregory didn't seem to be the dominant type and Satomi knew all about dominant men.<br><br>From experience. But what was it about Gregory that had alerted him to the possibility that he wasn't a top?<br><br>Could it be the way he spoke? The way he stood? Perhaps the words he had chosen to say? Or the way he said them? One thing was for certain, there wasn't enough dominance in his tone of voice to make Satomi believe that Gregory was a top. It was all about the demeanor, the words, the tone of voice and the way one presented oneself. It was everything combined that made a man powerful in this particular field. Satomi didn't tend to associate with other subs at the Velvet Rope. In fact he'd never done so before.<br><br>And yet, for some reason he was intrigued by Gregory. He wasn't sure why but perhaps it was worth a shot to talk with him for a few minutes. What harm could be done?<br><br>It wasn't as if he was going to kill him, or kidnap and rape him. Satomi inwardly laughed at the mere thought of that happening.<br><br>Such things only occurred either in movies or in the ghetto. Or if you were really really unlucky in life. He was not the latter and this wasn't a movie, at least to his knowledge, so he was safe there. As for the ghetto, he didn't think this part of town was <em>that</em> poor off, so nothing would probably go on here. Gregory looked sane anyway and Satomi didn't like to think of the worst in people. A choice? Now this was getting interesting! He raised a brow in the other man's direction, a smirk on his face.<br><br>"Well, considering I just got fucked into oblivion a few minutes ago... I'm not too keen on it happening again so soon. So how about that drink?" He said with a wink.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Sub Club (Saku/Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>02-11-2010, 17:48:27</strong>
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				"All right."&nbsp; Gregory nodded, and headed toward the diner, expecting the other man to follow.&nbsp; He hadn't had time to plan out what he was going to say, or even what kind of proposition he was going to make yet, as he truly hadn't expected to find such a fine specimen of a man - rather, a sub - so quickly.&nbsp; But it was almost as if fate had taken over and he wasn't about to let this man get away.&nbsp; <br><br>He was exactly Gregory's type for one.&nbsp; Handsome, sexy as hell, and just coming out of a place like the Velvet Rope.<br><br>As they walked, he was mostly silent, putting together an offer he hoped Gregory wouldn't refuse.&nbsp; It wasn't exactly the standard dom/sub offer of 24/7 submissiveness, because he wanted something more.&nbsp; He could only hope the other man did too.<br><br>They were in the diner a few minutes later, sitting in a booth across from one another, having already given their orders to the waitress.<br><br>"So."&nbsp; Gregory leaned back and studied his companion for a moment.&nbsp; "I'll get right to the point.&nbsp; I've decided that after subbing for a couple of years, I'm tired of it.&nbsp; I want to switch. I want to be in charge - and not just at a club.&nbsp; I want a sub in the bedroom, or the basement, and I want an equal to take out on dates and business parties.&nbsp; I want someone who'll belong to me, let me train them the way I want them trained, and will do anything and everything I say without question.&nbsp; I want someone to wear a collar with my name on it, and know that no one else will ever touch him and I'll want him to know I won't touch anyone else.&nbsp; And sometimes, when I'm tired of all that, I want someone I can make love to and just be with."<br><br>He sat up a bit straighter and leaned across the table.&nbsp; "In short, I think you might be exactly what I'm looking for."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Sub Club (Saku/Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>06-11-2010, 00:39:07</strong>
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				Satomi followed after Gregory. Fuck, the man had a nice butt he thought to himself. He hadn't intentionally looked on the way there but it was hard not to do so.<br><br>After all, the man was directly in front of him, how could he not pick up on that particular little aspect?<br><br>Once they'd reached the diner in question and they had ordered, Satomi listened to what Gregory had to say. It was bound to be interesting to hear why a sub would want to try and control another sub. Oh, so he wanted to become a switch, that made more sense, especially considering the fact that Gregory had only moments ago been a complete sub. Rather than saying he wished to be dominant, he chose to go about it this way. Not bad. It was understandable and realistic. But not for him.<br><br>Not enough to give up what he had with his regulars. However, it didn't hurt to listen to him some more. He didn't have anything else to do later tonight anyway.<br><br>Satomi reached into his pocket and pulled out his pack of cigarettes once more, letting one of them slip out.<br><br>Putting the rest away, he flicked his lighter open and lit the cancer stick in his mouth. Inhaling the nicotine and exhaling the smoke, he looked over at Gregory and raised a brow in his direction. "Is that a fact? What makes you think that?" He inquired, wanting to know what had drawn Gregory to him and why he thought that Satomi himself was the perfect one for him. "You don't even know me. How can you know I'd be perfect for you?" He inquired, waiting to see what the other male would say.<br><br>His words were truthful and he hadn't meant to be rude or anything but things like this were important and couldn't be taken lightly. Not when his life was in the balance.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Sub Club (Saku/Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>06-11-2010, 20:11:36</strong>
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				Gregory shrugged.&nbsp; "I have good instincts.&nbsp; You're exactly the type of guy I'd go for even without the dom aspect.&nbsp; The type of guy I'd flirt my ass off with and ask out.&nbsp; And you're sexy as hell."<br><br>He leaned back, watching Satomi smoke.&nbsp; The cigarettes would have to go, he was pretty sure of that, but it wasn't his place to say so.&nbsp; <br><br>Yet.<br><br>Leaning forward, elbows on the table, he continued his pitch.<br><br>"I've been paying attention at the club and I'm going to be a damned good dom.&nbsp; I've watched, been through it myself, learned alot.&nbsp; I've had the club doms take me to every limit I have and I've learned the signs to watch for when a sub is getting close, or needs a break.&nbsp; I've been in other sessions, subbing and watching at the same time, and I've paid for more than one dom to just talk to me about what he does.&nbsp; If I wanted, I could probably get a job in the club we just left, but..."<br><br>He shrugged and paused for a moment as the waitress poured them some coffee.&nbsp; "I don't want a club scene.&nbsp; At least, no often.&nbsp; I want one sub that I can get to know - excuse the pun - inside and out.&nbsp; I want someone to take care of both during, after, and outside of a scene, but someone who can be my equal at a dinner party or a business meeting.&nbsp; I've got plenty of money, and a hell of a lot of time on my hands, and I'm bored."<br><br>He wondered if he was making an impression or if, in fact, his instincts were wrong.&nbsp; "So...are you interested at all, or am I wasting my time?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Sub Club (Saku/Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>06-11-2010, 20:24:33</strong>
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				He smirked at the words Gregory had said to him. Exactly his type? Well that was something he heard all the time but it was always nice to hear, it boosted the ego.<br><br>"You're not that bad yourself." Satomi remarked, leaning over the table, letting his eyes rake over Gregory's body without shame.<br><br>Their faces were only a few inches apart and then Satomi pulled back as a small smile played along the corners of his lips. It was obvious that he liked to tease those he interacted with. "So why do you want to be a dom all of a sudden? Just because you're bored?" He asked with an arched brow. Despite his words, Satomi was intrigued by Gregory but had no intention of letting him know such a thing. That could be used against him after all if he let the other man. He was silent for a few moments.<br><br>It was almost as if he was simply watching Gregory and not thinking about the offer at all. And then Satomi shrugged, the gesture unintentionally quite sexy.<br><br>"What the hell. As long as I don't have to give up my three regulars at the Velvet Rope, I'm all yours." He said with a grin.<br><br>There it was. An ultimatum. He would become Gregory's sub only if he could keep his regulars at the club. On one hand he would obey Gregory's orders and never seek out others again but on the other hand Gregory would have to share him with the three regulars he had right now. Until they either tired of him, died or moved. And of course if Gregory ended up not being able to do the whole dom thing, Satomi would have a fallback instead of being left out in the cold without anyone.<br><br>"Ball's in your court. So what's it gonna be?" Satomi asked with an arched brow, waiting for Gregory to respond to his offer. Come to think of it, he didn't even know his name.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Sub Club (Saku/Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>06-11-2010, 20:34:33</strong>
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				Gregory stared at Satomi for a moment, then shook his head.<br><br>"Sorry.&nbsp; I don't share.&nbsp; I want someone to belong to me, and me only.&nbsp; If anyone else touches him, it'll be with my permission and under my - very - watchful eye."<br><br>He took a sip of his coffee and sighed, letting his hands stay wrapped around the hot mug, enjoying the slight burn against his palm.&nbsp; He didn't do well with ultimatums.&nbsp; "Besides, if you were mine, I'd keep you so busy you wouldn't want to be back to any club...you wouldn't need to.&nbsp; On one hand, I'd spoil you rotten - buy you everything you'd ever want or need.&nbsp; On the other..."<br><br>He shrugged again and pushed his cup away.&nbsp; "Well, you'd belong to me completely.&nbsp; You could get out of the relationship if you wanted - I have no intention of taking a prisoner - but otherwise, you'd have to give me 100% of yourself.&nbsp; And you can't do that if you still keep your regulars."<br><br>Grabbing his wallet from his pocket, he pulled out a few bills and dropped them on the table, then stood, offering Satomi his hand.&nbsp; "Sorry I wasted your time, but I'm looking for something long term.&nbsp; Someone to love as much as someone to dominate.&nbsp; And I won't share either my subs or my lovers."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Sub Club (Saku/Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>06-11-2010, 20:52:29</strong>
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				Satomi's emerald eyes fixed on Gregory as he got up from the table. He seemed to contemplate the other man for a moment and then heaved a sigh, chewing on his lip.<br><br>He could just leave things like this. In truth he wanted someone to dominate him with no strings attached.<br><br>It was easier that way and he didn't end up getting hurt in the end. At least not mentally. But on the other hand, it was rather lonely in the long run, something he'd been considering lately. Then again, Gregory was telling him he could get out of the relationship if he wanted - if it didn't work out - so what did he really have to lose? Besides his regulars that is. He could always pick up new ones or perhaps his old ones would want him back if it came down to that. Satomi smoked some more, trying to decide.<br><br>The man stood up and reached out towards Gregory, seeming as if he was going to shake his hand as well. But instead he grabbed it and yanked him back down.<br><br>"Sit down. We're not done talking." Satomi said, taking control of the situation. He tilted his head to the side, cracking his neck.<br><br>It seemed when he wanted to he could be rather dominant. "Alright. Fine. I'll give up my regulars but you'd better be worth it. And I don't know if this will work out or not, I'm pretty demanding, think you can handle it?" He inquired with an arched brow. Yeah he was going out on a limb with Gregory but there was something about him that made Satomi wonder if perhaps this was the start of a very profitable relationship. Not when it came to money but more along the lines of life.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Sub Club (Saku/Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>10-11-2010, 04:55:47</strong>
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				Gregory arched one eyebrow and gave Satomi a half smile.&nbsp; "You can demand all you like," he shrugged.&nbsp; "Doesn't mean you're going to get anything out of it."<br><br>He looke down where their hands were still joined.&nbsp; "You can get out of this whatever you put into it.&nbsp; I'll make the rules in the....playroom.&nbsp; But outside of it, I'll ask you out a regular date.&nbsp; What we do outside of that room will be exciting, fun, 'normal' for lack of a better word.&nbsp; And outside those doors you can say no....or yes, just as you can decide what you do and don't like in bed.&nbsp; You can walk away at any time, but if you walk away, you can't come back.&nbsp; Ever.&nbsp; As long as you stay though, I'll take care of you in any way you'll let me...."<br><br>Gregory shrugged and pulled his hand away, not willing to get attached in any way until he had an answer.&nbsp; "So...are you accepting my offer or do I need to keep looking?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Sub Club (Saku/Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>14-11-2010, 19:53:32</strong>
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				Satomi didn't think this sounded like a bad deal at all. In fact it seemed pretty promising if everything was delivered as Gregory had said. But could he trust him?<br><br>He <em>was</em> a stranger and a sub at that. There were still doubts that lay within the back of his mind still.<br><br>But he hadn't done anything spontaneous for a long time. Maybe it was worth a shot. As Gregory said, if things didn't seem to be working out for him he could end the 'relationship' right then and there. "I don't do chick stuff." Satomi warned the other man and then extended his own hand out towards Gregory. "Yeah, I'm accepting your offer." He replied and a slight smirk curled around the corners of his mouth. The dark haired male leaned back a second later and replaced the cigarette into his mouth, inhaling the nicotine before he blew out the smoke.<br><br>It was now a little past half burned out. In around twenty seconds it would be burned out completely but he had the rest of an almost full pack in the pocket of his jeans.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Sub Club (Saku/Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>16-11-2010, 00:47:14</strong>
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				Once they got....settled, Gregory though, as he shook the other man's hand, the cigarettes would have to go.&nbsp; "I'll want you to move in with me, you know.&nbsp; First thing.&nbsp; And I'll let you decide how you want to do things the first time.&nbsp; I've arranged to buy pretty&nbsp; much a whole room full of equipment from another club, and we can start right with the hard stuff....or I can take you out on a date and we can go home to bed, where things will be...easier.&nbsp; I like both, by the way.&nbsp; I might tie you to the bed now and then, but in the bedroom you'll be my lover.&nbsp; In the playroom, you'll be my sub."<br><br>"Any questions?&nbsp; Issues you want to clear up first?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Sub Club (Saku/Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>16-11-2010, 01:16:46</strong>
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				"Of course." Satomi said with a nod. He expected to need to move in with Gregory, considering the circumstances. If he was to only be his, it would need to be convenient.<br><br>Living together was the logical conclusion. "Don't have much stuff, I tend to use things at the clubs." He remarked casually.<br><br>Since he wasn't dominant material - at least not when it came to sexual stuff - he never purchased anything to use on himself or others. Those sort of things were always available at the Velvet Rope or other clubs. No need to clutter up his apartment with things he was never going to use. And he wasn't a very material person, preferring landscape art and models to decorate his place. Keys. Wallet. Important papers. Phone. Those were the only things he really had to bring with him.<br><br>And of course his beautiful car (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v376/nemaatkd/mustang.jpg). He couldn't live without its gleaming black paint and the way it sparkled in the sunlight.<br><br>"So I take it you're rich?" Satomi inquired with an arched brow as Gregory told him he'd purchased an entire room of equipment.<br><br>Not to mention the fact that it was supposedly from another club. And now Gregory was giving him a choice as to which he wanted to do first instead of taking control and ordering him to do one or the other. It was rather refreshing but at the same time he wondered if it was going to become a habit or not. Sometimes Satomi liked not having to make choices or decisions and simply be told what to do. It was hotter for him but of course he didn't want to say that. He shouldn't have to tell that to a dominant.<br><br>But Gregory had said it would only be this once. He'd take him at his word since he had already committed himself to this relationship with Gregory and see how it went.<br><br>"Nah, I'm fine. You want to get down to the good stuff once I've moved in or before?" He shot back, not answering the earlier question.<br><br>Mostly because he wasn't sure. If he said one and the other was worse... what did that imply? Or what if both were bad or both were good? It could go either way since he wasn't accustomed to what Gregory was like. "How about the less intense stuff first?" He suggested, figuring if this turned out to be bad then they could always spicen it up with the good stuff, that is if Gregory could deliver. Satomi was really looking forward to seeing what Gregory thought he could do with him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sub Club (Saku/Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>16-11-2010, 02:05:56</strong>
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				Gregory shrugged and gave Satomi a half smile.&nbsp; "I'm...fairly well off," he said nonchalantly.&nbsp; "Which means, at times I'm going to spoil you.&nbsp; Vacations, clothes, jewelry.&nbsp; There will be differences of course.&nbsp; When I spoil you as my lover it will likely be a trip to Italy or the Bahamas.&nbsp; When I spoil you as my sub, it'll mean you're allowed to bathe with me."<br><br>He sensed he was being tested with the 'first time' question, but he let it slide.<br><br>"I want to get down to the good stuff tonight.&nbsp; And I'll tell you now.&nbsp; I'm possessive as hell.&nbsp; Which means I want us both to get tested and get a clean bill of health.&nbsp; We'll use condoms until then, but afterward, it's bareback all the way."<br><br>He drank the rest of his coffee, then pushed the cup away.&nbsp; "I'll make a phone call and everything will be delivered first thing in the morning.&nbsp; I do, however, have a few 'less intense' toys at my house already we can use tonight."<br><br>"Few things I need to know first.&nbsp; Do you have a job you need to get to in the morning?&nbsp; Because you'll need to quit it if you do.&nbsp; And is anyone going to miss you if you just stop showing up somewere?&nbsp; Anyone that might ask questions to the wrong people?&nbsp; And last but not least, you're going to be a kept man.&nbsp; Is that going to be a problem?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sub Club (Saku/Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>16-11-2010, 02:45:28</strong>
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				A smirk came to his face when Gregory spoke of being a bit 'well off'. That was what he usually told other people when they asked. At Ch-... his place of work...<br><br>He would need to be careful to avoid mentioning that place to Gregory. Going from how he reacted so far, Gregory wouldn't approve.<br><br>That was a problem, considering the position he held there. But he did have some connections and he would need to make use of them now, if he wanted to continue testing Gregory out. He would call in some favors from some trusted friends of his. Satomi chuckled lightly when he heard what Gregory intended when he spoke of spoiling him as a lover and as a sub. But he didn't say anything in response. No need to get the man all riled up for no reason. He wanted to have some fun with Gregory.<br><br>"I have no problem with that." Satomi commented when Gregory spoke of needing to get clean bills of health and doing it bareback style from that moment on.<br><br>He didn't have any diseases that he knew of since he got checked regularly every week. It was a safety issue he'd always had.<br><br>After all, getting fucked by strangers - other than his regulars - was a dangerous business. Even his regulars once had been strangers. But he'd gotten lucky and hadn't contracted any diseases, even the smaller ones. That was part of the reason why he liked to stick with certain people that he knew. "Alright." He said when Gregory spoke of having some 'less intense' toys at his place for tonight. It seemed the man had a general idea in mind of what he wanted to do which was good.<br><br>The worst thing for a dominant to do was be out of control when it came to training his submissive. Satomi smiled when Gregory asked if he had a morning job.<br><br>"Nope, not a morning job. It's more a night gig." He said casually, trying not to make much of it. No need to draw undue attention.<br><br>Satomi had no intention of quitting said job but he did know if he didn't at least act as if he would, Gregory might not take him. And he also had no intention of letting Gregory get away from him. "I'll have to make a few phone calls but my night job won't be a problem for you after I'm done with the calls." He said with a nod, acting as if he would be setting his affairs in order before he 'quit'. "Oh I'm sure there will be some people who will wonder where I am but I don't think they're very dangerous." He said with a chuckle.<br><br>"Kept man? What do you mean by that?" He inquired with an arched brow, green eyes twinkling as he let his attention focus solely on Gregory, attempting to charm him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sub Club (Saku/Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>16-11-2010, 05:36:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				And charmed he was.&nbsp; Gregory was having a hard time keeping his eyes off the other man.&nbsp; He felt he was still being tested and didn't really care for the feeling, but he expected it would go away once things got rolling.<br><br>"A kept man," he shrugged.&nbsp; "I mean you'll want for nothing.&nbsp; I don't know if you have money.&nbsp; I don't care.&nbsp; But I"ll buy you anything you want if I think you should have it."<br><br>"The one thing you'll have to promise me, however, is that you won't be fucking anyone else.&nbsp; You won't be subbing for anyone.&nbsp; You won't be experimenting with anyone. You won't be making love to anyone.&nbsp; If I ever catch you doing that, I won't punish you.&nbsp; I'll end it.&nbsp; That may or may not mean much to you, I suppose, but if you like what we're going to have, and you want to keep it, you'd better never sleep around behind my back.&nbsp; And if anyone touches you, I want to know about it."<br><br>He leaned forward, still holding on to Satomi's hand.&nbsp; "And one more thing.&nbsp; The cigarettes have got to go."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sub Club (Saku/Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 00:37:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Of course, the best way to take control was through action. As it stood now, Gregory had done little to nothing and so the feeling of being 'tested' would remain.<br><br>That is, at least until they got down to business. Satomi was looking forward to seeing what Gregory's potential might be.<br><br>He grinned when Gregory explained the term to him. Yes, he'd known what it meant but he had wanted to see how Gregory would explain it to him. "Interesting." Satomi remarked, his emerald eyes twinkling with a bit of mirth in their depths. "Do I get to do the same for you?" He inquired with an arched brow, teasing Gregory a little. "Will you be <em>my</em> 'kept' man too?" The dark haired man added, tilting his head to the side. Satomi inclined his head when he heard Gregory's words.<br><br>"Of course. That's what it means to give up everything and devote myself to you and only you." He remarked, wondering if Gregory hadn't picked up on that fact.<br><br>Then again, neither of them knew the other. So for all Gregory knew, Satomi was not a man of his word and might break it.<br><br>Even though it was quite the opposite. "I promise I won't fuck anyone else and I won't let anyone fuck me but you. From this moment on." Satomi pledged and this time he was serious and it showed on his face and in his eyes. He had every intention of keeping his word and as far as he knew he had never broken it before in his life. "You won't catch me messing around with others in a sexual nature. Not while we're together." He added, wanting to make sure Gregory knew he was serious.<br><br>And he would definitely tell Gregory if someone tried to touch him without his permission. Not that he needed Gregory's help but he didn't want the man to get the wrong idea.<br><br>That would be most inconvenient for him. Especially if things were working out between them. No, he wouldn't let anything ruin it.<br><br>Not unless Satomi himself wanted out. But then, he wouldn't go through roundabout methods, he would simply tell him upfront. That was just how he was. He blinked when Gregory added one more thing and this would probably cause the most trouble for him. If Gregory wasn't flexible about it. "I won't smoke around you, I'll do it after a session or when I'm not with you. Trust me, it won't get in the way of our sessions." He said, hoping Gregory would be fine with it. Because Satomi didn't smoke to be cool.<br><br>He was addicted to the cigarettes and couldn't go a day without at least having one stick to smoke. Yes, Gregory could force him to stay away from them but...<br><br>Well, it would have bad consequences. Of course if Gregory <em>really</em> wanted him to stop smoking for good there was a way.<br><br>But that way wouldn't be instant, it would probably take a long time and by the end of it both of the men would either be very close or their relationship would fall apart. So it was a big decision for Gregory to make. Did he want Satomi to stop smoking for good or did he want to simply cut down on the number of cigarettes he smoked?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sub Club (Saku/Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 02:05:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Gregory shook his head at once, having no idea what all was going behind Satomi's ever so gorgeous eyes.&nbsp; At least the no-fucking-othes rule was clear enough, but he could tell the smoking one was going to be a different story.<br><br>"No."&nbsp; He shrugged then leaned forward, making sure Satomi knew he was serious.&nbsp; "I want this to be on the second we walk out of here," he said firmly.&nbsp; "And when we leave, I'm not going to explain myself to you about any decision I make as your dom.&nbsp; However, our...agreement isn't valid yet, as I'm going to give you every opportunity to change your mind before you go home with me."<br><br>"If my next words make me fail these little tests you're giving me, then so be it.&nbsp; But I'll tell you right now.&nbsp; There will be no smoking.&nbsp; I don't want to smell it on you, or taste it on you, ever.&nbsp; It makes me sick to even think about it.&nbsp; And since this is going to be an issue that affects both sides of our relatioinship, I'm going to tell you why.&nbsp; First of all, if you turn yourself over to me, I'm going to take care of you.&nbsp; I won't let you put that poison in your body. I forbid it.&nbsp; Second of all, on the other side, I don't want my boyfriend, the man I hope that I will eventually love and who will love me back, to die of cancer or some kind of fucking lung disease."<br><br>"So it's like this."&nbsp; He still had hold of one of Satomi's hand and he squeezed it hard.&nbsp; "You're going to be with me most of the time.&nbsp; On business trips, vacation, at home...whatever.&nbsp; So it's not like you'll have an opportunity to smoke.&nbsp; And I won't let you go outside after we're together- in the dungeon or in bed - and smoke."<br><br>"There are two exceptions when I will instantly change from being your boyfriend and lover to your dom, wherever we're at or whatever we're doing.&nbsp; If someone tries to make a move on you or if you have one of those cancer sticks in your mouth.&nbsp; I'll kick anyone's ass if they try and take you from me, and I'll kick yours if you have a cigarette.&nbsp; It will be the hardest punishment you get and I swear to God you won't sit down for a week."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sub Club (Saku/Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 05:07:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Satomi grimaced when it became apparent to him that Gregory wasn't going to relent on this particular subject matter. He sighed when Gregory spoke of his reasons.<br><br>They were the same that his parents and his friends always told him. But no one had been able to get him to quit smoking.<br><br>Not because he hadn't tried. It just never worked out in the end. He put forth the effort but in the long run he just couldn't stay away from the nicotine. His self control was fairly good but the withdrawal symptoms were too hard to deal with. Perhaps Gregory would be able to help him this time around. If he failed, the man would have to admit defeat but not for lack of trying. The best case scenario would be that Satomi was smoke-free and the worst was that Gregory would dump him. Unless the man had a ton of patience.<br><br>And time. Nowadays there weren't any people like that anymore. Satomi sighed but hoped for the best, he liked to be optimistic about things. He <em>liked</em> to be.<br><br>That didn't mean he always was. "I won't change my mind." He reassured Gregory, wanting him to know that he kept his word.<br><br>When it was given, he always kept it. That was just the way he was and why he rarely gave his word out to anyone and certainly not to strangers. Gregory should feel privileged. Satomi let out a slight sound of discomfort when Gregory squeezed his hand rather hard but otherwise did not react. "So how do you propose we deal with it then? It's not like I can stop smoking immediately without serious repercussions." He reminded Gregory, wanting to know what the man had in mind as an alternative.<br><br>He smirked when he heard Gregory tell him if he saw anyone touch him he would kick the man's ass. "Well look at you, all knight-like and coming to my aid."<br><br>Satomi found that scenario rather hot. It would almost be worth it to hire someone to do exactly that. Not that he would of course.<br><br>It was just a random thought. "So why don't we cut the chatter short and go back to your place? I'm feeling a bit restless talking about all this stuff, aren't you?" Satomi inquired with an arched brow and stood, drawing his hand away as he waited for Gregory to respond to him. Should he step outside before they left and have one last smoke? Or would that be too much? He shouldn't - he knew that but the thought was tempting. After all, Gregory wouldn't let him smoke once he had stepped inside his house...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sub Club (Saku/Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 00:07:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Gregory was already learning Satomi's little tales.&nbsp; And he liked what he saw.<br><br>"Yeah, let's get out of here," he agreed, throwing some bills on the table and standing.&nbsp; "Well discuss the rest outside."<br><br>He draped one arm possessively across Satomi's shoulders, thinking it fit rather well like that, and headed to the door.&nbsp; When they were outside, they were, at least to him, boyfriends, not dom and sub at the moment."&nbsp; He gently pushed Satomi back to lean against the wall and put one thigh between his legs.&nbsp; Their bodies were flush from the waist down, and had only a couple of inches between their chests.<br><br>"Okay...here's the deal.&nbsp; I have patience.&nbsp; A lot of patience, and I can put up with whatever you're going through as you get off those things.&nbsp; I'll help you work through it in the dungeon, and when we're out, like this, I'll help you work through it in more conventional ways."&nbsp; He reached into Satomi's pocket and drew out a pack of cigarettes that was just over half full.&nbsp; <br><br>"I'll take these.&nbsp; There are seven left.&nbsp; These are the last seven cigarettes you'll have in your life."<br><br>He tucked the entire pack away in his jacket pocket and moved just a little closer.&nbsp; "I'd better never find you smoking behind my back.&nbsp; If I do, I will seriously blister your ass before you can say you're sorry.&nbsp; But, knowing you have seven cigarettes left, when you absolutely think you're going to die without one, you can ask me for one.&nbsp; It'll be at my discretion as to whether you get it or not, but when the pack is empty, there won't be any more, ever.&nbsp; I'll give you a quarter of an hour to enjoy it, then you're to go brush your teeth and eat a mint, then come back and thank me for letting you have it."<br><br>He continued before Satomi had time to say anything.&nbsp; "Now.&nbsp; We're going home, and you're going to take a shower and get this fucking smoke smell off of you and out of your hair and then you're going to eat a mint.&nbsp; I prefer spearmint, by the way."<br><br>One hand lifted up and gently caressed the side of Satomi's face.&nbsp; "Right now, you're my boyfriend and I want to kiss you, but not when you taste like smoke."&nbsp; He leaned in anyway, and kissed the corners of Satomi's mouth.&nbsp; "You're sexy as hell without them, you know?&nbsp; And I want this for both of us.&nbsp; Not just me."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sub Club (Saku/Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 01:46:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He smirked as Gregory draped his arm over his shoulder. It was an act of possession, he could already tell that from the start. Perhaps this wouldn't be so bad after all.<br><br>It might even be fun. But that was the point, wasn't it? To have fun? Then again, this wasn't a session he had to remind himself.<br><br>According to what Gregory had said, this was simply the two of them going out together as a couple. Where anything went and no limits were set. Other than not fooling around and flirting with others. But that was easy to do, especially when Gregory was such a looker. Satomi didn't want to think too much of the other 'rule' which he knew he was going to have trouble following and not breaking. However, he was going to do his best and if Gregory helped him he might be able to survive for a few months.<br><br>In all honesty, Satomi was sure that he would end up alone six months from now. He didn't think he would be able to break out of the habit of smoking at all.<br><br>Of course it wasn't because he didn't want to quit, it was because he didn't think he could deal with the withdrawals.<br><br>He would probably snap and end up doing anything possible in order to gain a cigarette. And then that would lead to Gregory finding out and booting his ass out of the place. But until then he could enjoy as much of Gregory's company as possible and get a rather sweet deal out of it. The man had said he would take care of him, after all and spoil him in every way he thought Satomi deserved. So why not try it out? He would give it his best shot and then if things didn't work out, he'd try and track down his regulars again.<br><br>That or just find someone at his work. Yes, it would be somewhat annoying to find them again and by that time they might have picked up someone else but still.<br><br>But he didn't tell Gregory any of this, no need to ruin a good thing when it was staring you in the eye. That would be foolish.<br><br>And who knew, maybe he might be able to quit this time around. Miracles could happen. Satomi let himself get pushed back up against the outside wall as he stared down at the man before him. They were roughly the same height although Satomi was slightly taller but only by a half a centimeter. His emerald eyes were fixed on Gregory as the male spoke, telling him what was going to happen. He watched as Gregory took what remained of his pack of cigarettes and inclined his head a moment later.<br><br>"Sounds like a plan." He murmured when Gregory was done explaining what was going to happen with the cigarettes. Now if only he could restrain himself for the most part.<br><br>Hopefully he wouldn't blow it too soon. Satomi assumed Gregory had mints stashed in his house somewhere because he certainly didn't.<br><br>It wasn't like he ate them before he had met Gregory. At least not on a consistent basis like he was going to be doing shortly. He looked down at Gregory as the man's hand caressed the side of his cheek in an almost loving manner. He wanted to taste the other so badly but he restrained himself, knowing Gregory probably would do so anyway. But he was in for a surprise when Gregory only kissed the corners of his mouth and he lost control for an instant. Before he could stop himself, he acted.<br><br>Satomi grabbed Gregory's hair with one hand and crashed their lips together a moment later. It was a fierce kiss, full of fire and passion, the kind he always gave.<br><br>And his tongue prodded for entrance into Gregory's mouth as his free hand circled around Gregory's waist, holding him close.<br><br>It seemed as if Satomi had a hidden dominant side too. Gregory might have to work hard in order to subdue him or the tables might turn on his little scenario. Satomi didn't even stop to consider the consequences of doing something like this, he was too full of lust to think clearly at the moment. What was a little smoke and some nicotine breath? Kissing took your mind off little unimportant things like that. Sex was even better. Better than most anything, even drugs and alcohol. Even smoking. But only by a little.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sub Club (Saku/Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 20:56:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Gregory hesitated for a moment, but then he'd wanted to kiss Satomi since the minute he'd laid eyes on him.&nbsp; Finally, he kissed the other man back.&nbsp; This was boyfriend-time, after all, and there had to be a clear line between boyfriend and dom.&nbsp; And boyfriends could get away with this.&nbsp; <br><br>With a soft groan, he pressed his thigh between Satomi's legs and deepened the kiss.&nbsp; The taste of cigarettes took a little of the pleasure away, but not enough to stop what they were doing.<br><br>His hand rose up to comb through Satomi's hair as their tongues explored long past when they both needed air.<br><br>If nothing else, the kiss proved to him that he'd made the right choice in Satomi.&nbsp; There was definite chemistry between them.&nbsp; The man felt good under his hands, against his skin.<br><br>When they finally had to pull away, Gregory kept Satomi pinned to the wall.&nbsp; "I won't put up with that in our dungeon or a club," he warned, "but right now, as your date, lover, and boyfriend, then I'll say you're a damn good kisser and I absolutely made the right choice."&nbsp; <br><br>Gregory took a step back and ran his hand down Satomi's side, giving him a half smile as he reached down and laced their fingers together.&nbsp; "Nevertheless....you're going to eat an entire pack of life savers before we get home."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sub Club (Saku/Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>03-12-2010, 05:55:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Satomi could tell that Gregory had given in to him. It was obvious from the way the man was kissing him back. But Satomi didn't dwell on that particular fact right now.<br><br>All he was interested in was kissing the hot man in front of him. Perhaps even going further than mere kissing...<br><br>But that all depended on Gregory of course. Satomi didn't mind doing it out in the alleyway, he didn't have a preference when it came to sexy men. Air? Who needed that? Lust was all that a man needed in life! He smirked when Gregory kept him pinned up against the wall when they were forced to draw breath. He didn't respond to Gregory's words, there wasn't any need to. Words would only cheapen the moment. It wasn't as though what Gregory had said required a response from him at any rate.<br><br>He chuckled when Gregory told him he would need to eat an entire pack of lifesavers now. "Never been the kind of guy who likes those sort of things." He remarked.<br><br>Satomi attempted to push against Gregory's leg a moment later. "But I <em>am</em> the sort who likes candy canes." He said with a wink.<br><br>Yes, now he was teasing him but his words were in fact true. He <em>did</em> like those Christmas canes one found scattered all over a tree. "Care to get down and dirty now? Or you want to save that for home?" Satomi asked with a raised brow, wondering what Gregory would choose. It was so tempting to simply try and turn the tables on the other male. He really wanted to simply hold him down and fuck him into oblivion but of course that would ruin everything they had set up.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sub Club (Saku/Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>06-12-2010, 20:27:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Gregory made a mental note to buy a few boxes of candy canes....and thought of more than one use for them.&nbsp; He was still breathless from the kiss, his hair a little mussed, and his eyes dark as the images raced through his mind.<br><br>He paused for a moment, then changed directions.&nbsp; He'd been heading to his car, but a few moments later, still holding Satomi's hand, they were in the alleyway beside the cafe they'd just left.&nbsp; He pushed the other man hard against the wall, then quickly unfastened and unzipped both their jeans.&nbsp; "I'll have plenty of patience with some things, but waiting to fuck my....'boyfriend' isn't one of them," he muttered almost to himself, grabbed&nbsp; condom from his back pocket.&nbsp; His jeans were around his ankles a moment later and he pushed Satomi's jacket back just above his elbows so he couldn't' move his arms.&nbsp; He kissed Satomi hard for several more minutes, then turned him around to face the wall.<br><br>"You said earlier that you'd just been fucked into oblivion," he said against Satomi's ear as he spit on his fingers and let them explore the other man's ass.&nbsp; "Well that's the last time anyone but me is going to make you feel that way."&nbsp; His fingers slipped in deep, meeting barely any resistance, so he quickly pulled them out, shoved Satomi's pants down and one-handedly rolled on the condom.&nbsp; "And remind me to send a thank you note to whoever got you so open and ready, but....from now own, that's going to be my...job....too."&nbsp; The last few words were accompanied by his cock sliding deep inside Satomi and a soft bite to his ear.&nbsp; <br><br>"Damn, you're still tight," he breathed as he waited to make sure Satomi was adjusting....not wanting to hurt him in the boyfriend mode.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sub Club (Saku/Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>07-12-2010, 00:42:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				One could never get enough sex. That was a fact of life when it came to men. They might need some short breaks in between but otherwise they could go forever.<br><br>He grinned as Gregory pushed him up against the side of the alley wall and undid both their jeans. It seemed as if he was in a rush.<br><br>"Calm down there, little boy. It's not like I'm going anywhere." Satomi remarked with a light chuckle as he let his hand rest on Gregory's head. His fingers threaded through the soft strands as he began to pet the young man before him. However, when Gregory restrained his arms with his jacket, Satomi raised a brow. Oh? So he was trying to gain control over him? The thought amused him but he allowed it to happen and didn't try and escape the confines of the leather material. Not yet at least.<br><br>Obligingly, Satomi also let Gregory turn him around to face the wall. A soft sound of discomfort escaped him when Gregory's fingers invaded his hole and stretched.<br><br>But other than that, he didn't make any other noises. At least Gregory was attempting to prepare him properly before entering.<br><br>That was nice to know. Satomi let out a soft grunt as he felt Gregory slide inside him, the entry quite easy due to the fact that he'd been fucked only half an hour ago. He shivered as Gregory gently bit his ear and a tremor rushed through his body. So far things had been relatively comfortable for him and also a bit boring since he hadn't had normal sex in what seemed like ages. But of course this was to be expected from Gregory, after all hadn't he said there were two modes to their relationship?<br><br>Boyfriend and master? This was obviously the former because if it had been the latter, Satomi would have told him instantly that this was not going to work out.
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