Meetings

Erotic short. Seven uses Danny as a cockwarmer.

500w. Cis M/trans M, rated E, cockwarming, D/s. More of Arne Seven and Danny.

He could say no.

Obviously, he could say no — that’s the whole problem with this arrangement, with this dynamic, that at any time he could say no. That’s the plausible deniability that Seven has going on. the fact that any of the people he takes up with could say no at any time, extricate themselves, run for the fucking hills, except Danny isn’t going to do that.

Danny hasn’t worked a shift in weeks, he hasn’t been late with the rent once, his debts are paid, and he’s got savings. So, yeah, he could say no, sure he could.

He could also go back to working at the bar for shit pay and tips, could go back to scrambling for his rent — it’ll be easier now given that he’s no longer paying off his student loans, but it still won’t be fucking easy, not like this is easy.

Humiliating, yes, but easy.

Humiliating and —

Hot.

“Chop fucking chop, kiddo,” says Seven in a low growl, “or do you want me to fuck you in front of everyone, hm? Have you over the fucking table?”

“Shut up,” grunts Danny, humiliated by the slight whine in his voice and the fact that it actually does help, Seven rumbling threats at him, even though his fingers stutter where he’s rubbing at his cock, trying to make himself wetter, harder, make himself…