after hours at the Tempus HQ were peaceful with most of the members gone for the evening.

there was a guild-wide meeting today about the objectives for the rest of the month, a relatively straightforward gathering that ended quickly.
so far everyone had left the HQ to do their own things, except for Flayon and Altare, but you didn't mind as the resident janitor, there was less of a mess to clean up.
you're doing your normal routine of mopping the hallway to the dorm rooms when you hear something.
you stop in your tracks to listen harder when the sound resonates in the quiet hall. a very distinct and clear "please~!"
there was only one person in the guild whose voice could get that high. you creep closer to the door at the very end of the hallway. it was slightly creaked open, allowing a sliver of light to seep out.
moans, grunts, pants, and slapping emanated from the room.
you hesitate. you know deep down, the moment you look there was no coming back. that somethings are better left unseen. but a shock of electric anticipation shoots through your body, you lean closer to the door as a raspy "ahhhhm~" exits.
in your sliver of vision of the bedroom, Flayon is laying on his back, his hands binded in red rope and completely naked with Altare hunched over.
bite marks, welts, scratches, and light bruises litter Flayon's thin frame that was moving back and forth from the motion of Altare's own hips bucking into his.
"haaah~ it's s-so good leader--" a sharp hand comes across Flayon's cheek. Altare pants and stops moving his hips. "What was that?" Altare stares coldly at the younger man under him.
Flayon shivers and mewls. "I'm-I'm sorry...daddy~!"
a smirk grows on Altare's face as he caresses the cheek he smacked and Flayon leans into his palm, gently moving his hips in a circle to feel Altare's shaft in him.

||>"you know what to do." Altare removes the hand caressing Flayon and traces the many marks that littered his chest slick with sweat.

Flayon nodded and let out a high-pitched plea on command. "please~! fuck me, daddy~! cum inside me one last time~." Altare smiled and leaned forward to plant a kiss on his forehead.
you couldn't believe what you were seeing. and how much it turned you on. you felt your own knees get weak but you had to remain standing to see how this would end, so you leaned closer to the door to see more.
Flayon's blush grew redder and he let out a giggle. Altare pulled his shift out of Flayon slowly, getting a deep moan out of the young man. "Good boy. Now face down." He commanded and Flayon followed suit, flipping himself on his stomach and raising his ass into the air in front of his superior.
without another word Altare lined himself with Flayon and shoved his cock in him with one fluid motion. Flayon shuddered and his eyes rolled back, moaning into the pillow he laid his head on. "A-ahhh~ fuck mee~!" Altare snapped his hips back and forth relentlessly, shaking the bed underneath. Creaks from bed frame grew louder as did both of their breathing.
Altare gripped Flayon's hips pulling them back onto his shaft, never letting go until he could see where his hands left bruises. He panted and gasped, Flayon was tighter than usual. It had been awhile since they had alone time together and he was going to make the most of it. He reached his right hand forward and cupped Flayon's throat in his large hand. Flayon gasped and squealed and lifted himself with the guidance of Altare's hand.
||Altare then gripped Flayon's throat with both of his hands. He still pounded into Flayon's ass, watching the young struggle to properly breath and moan and talk, it turned him on even more. His blue hair began to stick to his face with sweat.
his hands grew tighter on the thin and delicate neck in his hands. his expression grew dark, like a predator that finally had its prey. "Say you love me."
||you couldn't help but be completely entranced with the events currently unfolding.
Flayon's eyes were overflowing with tears and his mouth just sat open as high pitched squeaks came out. He placed his tied hands on Altare's and pushed out "I-I-I luh you~!"
his humping sped up. "Say it again." He growled and bit on Flayon's earlobe. Goosebumps crawled along Flayon's skin and he felt his dick twitch with excitement. he loved his leader, he would do anything for the man that took care of him and guides him. "I luh-luh you, daddy!" His body grew hotter each time he called him that.
Altare's thrusts grew more shallow and quick. His climax was nearly there. Just a bit more and he claims his body again.
however, you had leaned too far close to the door and it opened with a long creeeeak that would be deafening if it wasn't for Flayon's squeals and gasps for air. Altare locked eyes with you. A smirked graced his face and he pulled Flayon back to whisper in his ear.
"are you my slut?" His voice was shaking. His grip on his neck loosened. Flayon shook his head up and down frantically. "Yes! Yes I'm your slut! A-and only yours~!" He was barely breathing enough to get that out. "Prove it."
he gripped Flayon's jaw with one strong hand and turned his head towards you. horror was written all over for a mere second before the sensation of Altare's cock slamming into his prostate took over, pleasure passing through his body in waves only to have enough strength to barely moan out. "wait~ w-we're being wa--ohhh god!" His body was on fire with pleasure, saliva drooled out his mouth and tears ran down his face.
||"go on, prove to anon you're a slut for me~." Altare gently moved Flayon's face side to side to wake him from the sensory overload. Flayon in a trance, nodded and bounced slightly with his thrusts, letting his leader take full control of him.
Flayon felt his body move on its own. Struggled moans fell out of him as his back arched more and more. Altare chuckled as though he was currently fucking his youngest member stupid. "Hehehe, you like being watched don't you, huh slut?" All he could do was nod in his fucked out trance. All he could feel was Altare's length in him and your eyes dragging across his exposed body. yeah, he knew it turned him on.
a hand grabbed a fistful of red hair and pulled back a little, a squeak erupted from Flayon. "you can speak, we have a guest. don't be so rude." Altare sighed out, fucking deeper into the pale boy. "ahhhn~ yes!" He turned his face back to you feeling Altare's grip on his hair. "I'm-I'm a s-slut for Altare!" His voice jumped in pitch with every sharp thrust from behind.
||"p-p-please fuck me harder~! I'm yours! Cum inside me, daddy~!" He squealed and moaned and squirmed. Altare's hand came down on Flayon's ass cheek, leaving another bruising handprint. "Ah! I love being your slut~! I'm his slut anon~! It f-feels so good hah!" At this point he was making eye contact but you could clearly tell he was barely holding on by a thread and his eyes nearly rolled to the back of his head. he was completely fucked out and you could feel an uncomfortable fire light up under your skin and your pants.
Altare thrusted faster and faster, he breathing choppy and uneven. He had this boy completely in the palm of his hand and he even had an audience this time, normally he would've stopped and explained but his primal instinct to breed what he was fucking won. He let go of Flayon's hair and just gripped his thin waist and fucked him even harder, the bed frame was slamming against the wall at this point.
"yes! yes! yes! I love you~! Cum in me please!!" Flayon squeaked and moaned, just barely holding himself up. Altare said nothing as he jackhammered into Flayon, he was purely focused on how tight and warm he felt around him. He pushed into Flayon a few more times before grabbing his jaw again and turning the young man's face to him this time. "Cum. Now." He commanded then pressed his lips against Flayon's, getting elicit squeals and pants from him.
||Flayon felt his body jolt and the knot that was building up in his stomach burst, making tremors vibrate through his body, every hair standing up, and finally cum dripping out his dick. "Haaah! Haaah! O-ohh my god~!" He moaned against Altare's kiss, pressing his ass further back onto him. His breath finally broke and he fell back onto the pillow he laid on, shuddered breathing and panting as Altare slammed his hips into his.
Altare thrusted a few more times before his own climax hit and he dug his nails into Flayon's skin. He could feel himself filling up Flayon with his cum and hear his own heart beating out of control. Flayon sighed and shivered from the warm sensation, his face growing redder by the second. Altare finally let out a deep breath, feeling his muscles relax and his high coming down. He pulled out slowly from Flayon, gaining a whimper as he tried to bury his face into the pillow. The reality of what he did finally set in.
Altare gently caressed Flayon's red cheek, sweat covered them both. "Good boy. You did amazing." He gazed at the masterpiece he made in front of him, noticing the bruises around Flayon's neck starting to show. Flayon could barely open his eyes to see what was happening around him, he was completely lost in ecstasy. however, Altare was still very much back on earth.
Altare sat up straight and stared directly at you, dragging his eyes across your figure. you gulped nervously at what your boss could possibly say, would you be fired? or even disappeared? he's made a few people disappear and you'd to be one of those unfortunate few. Altare let out a sly yet tired laugh. "So, anon do you want to join us?"