3 Works by ca1ro
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William breathed what sounded like a sigh of relief, as if he'd been waiting to do that, like an urge had just been satisfied. He felt light-headed, but behind the thrill of what he had just done was the taste of guilt on his tongue, it made him want to gag.
He dropped the hammer onto the ground as he steadied himself. He pressed his hands flat against the bench as he fucked Michael's tight ass. “You're such a good boy Michael. Such a good fucking boy.”
(Or; William fucks Michael, breaks his wrist, and then feels bad.)
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William lightly hit his cheek, “Language boy. What makes you think you deserve it after speaking like that?” Michael whined and squirmed underneath him, “You're still a brat even when you're all drugged up.” He scoffed.
“Because you.. You love me..” Michael's words were slightly slurred together, it was the cutest thing William had heard come out of his mouth. “You want me.. That's why you drugged me..”
“Is that right?”
“Mhm.. No one else would've”
William was surprised Michael came to that conclusion so fast, maybe he should've upped the dose he gave him. Though Michael didn't seem too fussed about it, he decided to test the waters, “Well.. What are you gonna do about it? I have all the power here, you can barely even move.” William stroked his hand along Michael’s throat as he spoke just to show the teen exactly what he meant.
Michael slowly moved his hand over William's and pushed down on it as best as he could, “Absolutely nothing…”
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Michael had always felt uneasy knowing his father owned a gun, and for good reason too.