Thanks to everyone on SenBetas who helped me knock this into shape. More kink from ALF - it keeps me writing and it's short. Fairly mild, though, this time.

More D/s than anything else, plus toys.

Blair looked at the man kneeling before him, amazed as he always was by the sight. Jim Ellison was such a proud, in control man, the vision of him submitting to anyone normally hurt Blair immeasurably. But this submission to him was different. Jim knew that in surrendering to Blair, he would be taken to the heights of ecstasy, shown wonderful pleasure and enjoyment.

Jim knelt, legs spread widely, hands clasped behind his back, showing off his magnificent chest and massive hard on to his lover. Blair circled him slowly, not touching, but close enough for Jim to feel the air currents of his movement. Stopping when he was once more standing in front of his partner, Blair gave a small nod of satisfaction. After showering, Jim had oiled his body at his Master's command and it made his flesh gleam and shine in the candlelight. The pale blue material he knelt on matched his eyes exactly. Blair took Jim's collar and buckled it carefully and lovingly around his mate's neck, making sure it wasn't too tight, then stepped away again.

"Present," he ordered softly.

Jim immediately moved forward onto all fours, spreading his legs still further, displaying the muscled ass Blair had declared 'Best in the West'. It also displayed the huge butt plug filling his hole. Blair hummed appreciatively, as he again circled behind his lover, this time running his hands over the skin in front of him, lightly caressing it.

"Beautiful." The word was murmured in one ear, making Jim shiver from the air currents flowing over him. He quivered almost imperceptibly at the praise, which still made him feel awkward, even as he eagerly took it into him. Nobody had ever made him feel as loved and cherished as Blair did, not just in these sessions, but in everyday life as well.

The light touch continued down his back to his ass, where both hands came to rest on his cheeks, the warmth from Blair seeping into his skin. When they were removed, Jim arched after them unconsciously, earning him a hard slap to one cheek. He jumped in surprise, but remained still and silent afterwards, earning him a quietly spoken word of praise. Jim settled back into the head space he always found during play times, sinking a little deeper inside himself as he relaxed into what was happening to him. As always, Blair sensed intuitively what he was doing and helped ease him in even deeper. One hand toyed with the plug inside him, moving it in minute increments, teasing his sensitive passage, while the other traced around his wide spread hole and down further, skimming over his balls and hard on, touching lightly, arousing him to maddening levels, but withholding the final touch needed to bring him over the edge.

Then the hand playing with the plug pulled it free, in one strong, sure movement, and he convulsed, howling. The orgasm swept through him, release leaving him mindless and boneless afterwards, collapsed in a sated heat on the floor, dimly grateful for the soft material underneath him, rather than the unyielding wood of the loft floor.

As always, Blair's hands held him and soothed him through the aftershocks, which poured through him for long minutes, helping him back down to Earth as painlessly as possible. Finally, he roused enough to look into his Master's eyes, where he lay beside Jim. Blair had a small smile on his face, satisfaction evident, but no trace of smugness. Instead, it was pleasure that he had been able to offer this to his lover, give him something so enjoyable.

"Thank you," Jim spoke his first words in a hoarse, rusty voice. Blair smiled lovingly back and kissed him once, gently, then offered him the bottle of water they always kept on hand. Jim sipped from the popup cap gratefully, handing the bottle back when he was done. Blair rolled him so that he could remove the towel Jim was lying on, disposing of the wet spot. Then they settled together, arms and legs entwined and Jim's eyes closed as he drifted off into peaceful sleep, secure in the knowledge of the power of his Guide's love for him. He would be able to show Blair the depth of his love when he woke again. The last thing he heard before he dropped off was Blair's whispered "I love you", ensuring he slept with a smile on his face.

When Jim woke some time later, it was to find his nose buried deep in his partner's curls and a renewed hard on throbbing between his legs, matching the one rubbing against his hip. He inhaled deeply, enjoying the smell and rubbed a leg against his partner's erection, hoping to awaken him so that he could show his partner his love and appreciation for earlier.

He was rewarded by a small moan from his partner, but sensed that Blair was still more asleep than awake. To encourage the waking process, he moved from the curls to lick at his partner's lips, coaxing them open and sliding his tongue inside. That provoked a deep moan from Blair's chest and signs of increased wakefulness.

Jim continued to encourage him further from sleep by deepening the kiss and rubbing more actively against his lover's cock. Finally, Blair pulled back from the kiss with a sigh and opened his eyes. Jim gave him a loving, tender smile, which his partner returned, his heart thumping extra hard under Jim's palm at the emotion displayed.

"Ride me?" Jim asked softly, but eagerly, wanting to be deep inside his mate.

Blair moaned and pushed himself into Jim's embrace, kissing him again, hotly, wetly, nastily. He fumbled for the lube to one side of their nest of material and handed it to Jim. Then he rolled onto his stomach, lifting his knees under him, presenting his ass to Jim, who could only moan at the sight.

Jim took only a few minutes to prepare his lover to receive him, then Blair was rolling back over again, as Jim lubed himself, ready and eager for the love making. Blair carefully straddled Jim's lap and then slowly lowered himself onto the hard cock, the detective's hands on his hips to hold him steady.

Once Blair's bottom was resting on Jim's lap again, he locked his legs around Jim's waist and put his arms around his mate's neck, fingers stroking over the collar Jim still wore as he did so. Both sighed in pleasure at the joining and their lips came together in a kiss, both content to hold still for the moment.

When they eventually broke the kiss, both breathless with passion, Blair started to move on the shaft that was impaling him, rising and falling in a steady motion. Jim kept his hands on his lover's waist, not thrusting, content to let Blair do the work for now.

They continued like that for long minutes, Jim moaning words of encouragement to his lover, until the need to thrust became unbearable. Tipping Blair backwards, until he was lying on the blankets, legs still hooked round Jim's waist, Jim began to move urgently, thrusting hard and fast into the welcoming heat of the other man's body.

"Yeah, like that, oh yeah," Blair's breathless words of encouragement spurred Jim on and he changed his angle, adjusting until he was steadily rubbing over his partner's prostate on every stroke.

In the end, it was impossible to hold back and Jim lunged in deeply one last time, freezing deep inside the channel, cock throbbing as he emptied himself into his mate. Blair screamed once and then he was coming as well, spilling onto his belly and Jim's hand, which had grabbed his cock at the last second, milking the orgasm from him.

Spent at last, Jim withdrew gently then collapsed at Blair's side, both of them still out of breath from their exertions. They automatically drew tightly together, needing the continued connection between their bodies, Jim stroking Blair's back, while Blair petted Jim's hair. As they gradually recovered, they moved impossibly closer together, whispered 'I love you's filling the tiny gap between them as they drifted off to sleep again.

End Power:Play by ALF
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