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Necklace
Tom nuzzled at his neck and bit down gently. Michael writhed and arched into him, wanting more. Tom licked underneath his necklace and paused. He sat up and fingered the beads.
"Who gave you this? You've been wearing it all summer."
Michael opened his eyes and looked confused for a second. "A few weeks ago when Dave went to Hawaii. He brought it back."
Tom pressed the beads into his throat. It wasn't very hard, nor did it hurt. It just gave Michael something to focus on.
He moaned as Tom leaned down and licked the beads again. He bit down, gently at first, worrying a piece of skin and the leather of the necklace in his teeth.
"Other men are * not* allowed to give you a collar." He arched his erection into Michael's thigh.
Michael nodded. "Just a necklace."
Tom growled, "It's not mine. And you've been wearing it everywhere." Fierce and possessive Tom always turned him on.
"Mine. You're mine." Tom growled again, deep in his throat and he bit harshly at Michael's neck.
He heard the necklace snap as Tom bit down again. Michael whimpered when Tom pushed a lingering bead into his throat again. "Mine," he repeated, pushing again into Michael with his hips.
"Yours," answered Michael as he met the thrust and tried to bring Tom in for a kiss.
But Tom was having none of that. He bit again at the blossoming bruise, the pain shooting through Michael as he cried out softly.
"Belong to me."
Michael could feel Tom unzipping himself and then Michael before they both wiggled out of their pants. Tom rubbed against him some more; he loved the feel of Tom's slick skin against his own.
"Yes," whispered Michael. He arched into Tom's thrusts, their movements sounding in the room as skin slapped on skin.
Tom stiffened and bit down again on Michael's neck as he came, whispering, "Mine."
Michael was only a few strokes behind, arching one last time, crying out as he came himself.
Looking up when he finally caught his breath, Tom said, "Sorry about the bruise. Hickies are a bitch to hide."
Tom didn't look sorry at all. He looked extremely pleased with himself. Michael smiled. He liked it when he was reminded whom he belonged to.
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