Mercy (MxM) (COMPLETED)

Chapter Twenty Four- Art

Chapter Twenty Four-

Beau

"Are you ready? I'll be doing a few things that we haven't tried yet so I want you to be completely in tune with your body. Use your safewords if you need them, and don't push yourself past your limits." Claude explains to me.

He already has a bag of things that he's bringing, but I don't know what's in it. He also had me take my collar off, telling me that he didn't want it to get stained. I'm completely naked, and I've been sitting on our bed while he explained things to me. He's very calm and collected and that makes it easier to give myself over to him. He's not nervous because he knows everything will be okay.

"I understand, Sir."

"I don't want it to come as a surprise, so I'll let you know that I do plan on f*****g you even though you'll be tied up. Are you okay with that?"

I perk up at the thought of having him taking me in front of everyone while I'm tied up. I've wanted that for a while actually, but I never thought to ask because when we first discussed the contract he said that he doesn't do that with subs.

"I'd really like that, but I thought you didn't do that with your submissives." I mention, and he just smiles at me.

"You're special."

I blush and try to hide my smile as he pecks my cheek.

***

Claude

I pull away and smile at Beau, reaching my hand out to gently pet his purple hair. It really is starting to become my favorite color. Not because of how it looks, but because I'm reminded of him when I see it.

How could it not be my favorite color if I think of all of our amazing times together when I see it. I think of his cute smile and the way he kisses my cheek to show affection. I think of how his cheeks get pink when he's embarrassed and his eyes light up when he's excited. All of those feeling at once race through my mind when I see that periwinkle purple. It's got to be my favorite.

I've had plenty of subs, but none have been like Beau. He's innocent and pure no matter what I do to him. His reactions are so simple and wholesome. He never thinks too much about things, and I've never seen someone who gives control away so naturally. It's like he was meant to be my sub.

I reach my hand into the bag and pull out a blindfold, covering his pretty blue eyes with it. I tie it securely behind his head, making sure it's tight enough to stay on while not tangling in his hair.

I notice his breathing get calmer when I put the blindfold on. I love playing with Beau because of how easy he is to read. His cheeks turn red when he's happy or embarrassed. His breathing gets quicker when he's turned on his muscles tense when he's close to cumming, and he fidgets when he's uncomfortable. I can use all of these signs to make sure that he's enjoying what we do.

Teagan and I have talked about why he didn't work out with Beau and I've realized that Teagan prefers verbal communication. I'm not big on it. Especially during a scene I like for my submissive to stay quiet and let their bodies do the communicating.

I have him stand up, and run my hands over his back and shoulders to help him relax more. He's small. Anyone can see that he's smaller than other men his age, but his body is perfectly proportional. He's like an angel.

Once he's relaxed enough, I pick up the bag with my items in it and grab his hand, leading him out of our playroom. He's naked, so of course we get glances and stares from the people who are here to watch, but I ignore them.

I want Beau to enjoy this just as much as our other scenes, so I can't let myself focus on the audience. All that matters is Beau, the rope, and Me.

Once we get to the stage area, I let go of Beau's hand. I lean down to press my lips to his ear. "Don't move."

I take a plastic sheet out of the bag along with a soft one to lay them on the floor of the stage. I'm not a fan of using a bed when I'm doing kinbaku. Tempo and rhythm play a big part and it's harder to control that on a bed.

After setting up the area with everything I'll be using, I have one of the workers turn off the normal lights and turn on the blacklights. My angel is surely going to turn into a piece of art.

I walk back to Beau who is patiently waiting where I left him. I put my hands on his hips to lead him onto the sheets. He doesn't think twice about it. That's part of why it's so easy to do scenes with him. He's good about going with the motions, never questioning small things, yet always knowing that there's a reason for them.

"Good boy. Kneel." He smiles and inks to his knees gracefully.

I strip out of my pants, and sink to my knees behind him, ignoring the small whispers. I know it's unorthodox for a dom to kneel during a scene, but I honestly couldn't care less about what they think. All I need to do is please my sub and make it interesting for his Majesty Whitlock.

I take the black microfiber rope, making sure that I'm careful with it. Hemp is my favorite and Beau's, but having rope that is black is important for the scene. This type of rope easy to use, but it's more likely to leave rope burn if I don't handle it properly.

I start by tying his wrists as always. It's a good starting point for me and a good way to establish dominance right off the bat.

I start my ties off slow, working up his arms gently, establishing the slow tempo and soft rhythm which has him letting out slow deep breaths. When I get to his torso, I speed up more, tying the bits quicker and moving more swiftly, he parts his lips slightly and starts to breathe quicker through his mouth now. I can see his length getting harder as I move. I smile as we grow faster and faster.

Before I get to his legs, I press myself against him fully, and let him feel my steady breathing. After a few seconds, he starts to mimic it, and a moment later I continue, slowing down when I get to his thighs and legs.

I position him so that he's sitting back more, but his heels are no longer together. I take his hands and pull them under his body so that his cheek is pressed to the soft sheet and his wrists are in line and in between his ankles.

His breathing stays steady, but we haven't tried this position so I lean over and kiss his ear before whispering in it. "Are you comfortable, Angel?"

"Yes, Sir. Very." He answers.

After getting the confirmation I needed, I tie his wrists and ankles together before leaning back and running my hands over his body.

He hasn't c*m yet, and I'm sure that the reason is because the rope I'm using feels more detached than the hemp. Luckily, that's not all I was planning.

I rub my hand against his ass before smacking it which makes him let out a little moan. I smirk and do it again, enjoying his cute reactions.

We haven't mixed different types of play into the kinbaku scenes. I'm usually quite simple when it comes to our scenes. Though it's not boring for me, nor is it boring for Beau, I can see why Dax was worried that the audience wouldn't be interested.

When I glance out, I see nearly everyone with their eyes locked on Beau. Some doms are playing with their subs, but most are intent and they seem interested.

I look back to Beau and smirk. The black rope really does look nice against his pale skin.

I reach to the side of us and grab one of the bottles of glowing paint. It's still pretty cold, so I'm sure the sensation will feel nice. I rub my thumb against Beau's hip while squirting some of the liquidy paint onto his shoulder.

He jolts slightly and lets out a loud moan as the glowing purple drips further down. I put the purple on a few more spots including his back and thighs before moving on to green.

He's panting softly and moaning each time the cool liquid hits his sensitive skin. I methodically leave pauses every once in a while to build anticipation and make him wonder when the next one will come.

As his skin gets covered with the blue, orange, and yellow, most of the paint starts dripping onto the rope as well, making a nice effect that is pleasing to the eye.

He really does look like a work of art. The ropes are tying him in an extremely sexy pose while the paint slowly drips all over him. I smile and put the bottles to the side before moving closer to press my length against his entrance just slightly before pulling back. It's my way of letting him know what's coming next.

I grab the bottle of lube and squirt some onto my hand before rubbing it on my c**k and using the extra to slip two fingers into Beau.

He moans softly and whines. "Please, Sir? Please f**k me and make me cum."

He's been getting more bold. When we first met he was very shy and timid. It's as though he was unsure of himself and had no confidence, but I'm glad that I've been able to see him mature more, and now he knows what he wants and is great with expressing it.

"Patience, Angel." I respond, fingering him a bit longer before lining myself up. I grab his hips and sink onto him with a low moan.

He's still so tight and knows just how to please me. Every time I get to touch him this way, it makes me think of the first time I had him in my arms so intimately.

Beau is special to me. This isn't and has never been just s*x. Every single time I've touched him this way, its been because I really care about him, and this time is no different. I don't care about the audience. I don't care about putting on a show. For right now, it's just me and Beau.

I lean over him and kiss the shell of his ear while thrusting my hips forward. I can feel the paint getting on my hips and chest, but I don't mind it.

"Mmm... You're so good for me, Beau." I moan.

I feel him tighten around me when I go to pull out before pushing back in. He does that because he knows it will make me c*m quicker and that when I c*m, I'll let him do the same.

"T-That feels so good, Sir. Please, more. C-c*m inside." Beau says. The longer we do this for, the higher his sounds get. When he tenses his muscles, I can tell he's getting close.

Rather than pushing him more by holding back my own o****m, I just move my hips quicker and allow myself to get closer to my peak.

After a few more thrusts, I groan and c*m inside of Beau, gripping his hips tightly as I give him permission to c*m as well. Beau let's out a little shout and cums onto the sheet. Panting heavily afterward.

I'm swift about untying the rope, but also very purposeful. Rather than taking it all off at once and making him crash down from his high, I untie each knot with a specific pace, letting him float down slowly like a feather.

Once the ropes are all off, I just put them to the side. I won't be using them again because of the paint stains.

I lift Beau up in my arms and walk back to the playroom, trying to make sure that no paint gets on the floors. When we get there I take him to the bath and place him in it gently before starting to run the water. I check to make sure it's warm but not hot before kissing his head.

He still looks a bit out of it as I stand and walk to the sink to get a washcloth to start wiping the paint off of me.

I hear a little knock on the door of the playroom, and I walk over and open it, smiling at Dax.

"Hey. I didn't get any paint on the floor, did I?" I ask, continuing to wipe myself clean.

Dax shakes his head and smirks a little. "No, you didn't. I did want to tell you that I enjoyed your performance. A lot of people did actually, so I was wondering if you'd be up for teaching a few lessons. I know a few doms that want to learn kinbaku, myself included."

"Your pet wants you to learn it?" I ask, gesturing for him to come inside while I walk back to the bathroom to check on Beau and make sure he's alright. He's starting to come down more. At least enough for him to blush when Dax sees him.

"Yes, actually. So what do you say?"

"I'll do it. I can demonstrate on Beau, but I won't be touching any other subs, and I won't let other doms touch him, okay?" I insist.

I hate the thought of letting people touch Beau. It made me quite jealous to watch him with Teagan, Sawyer, and Elliot, but now that he's mine, I'm never letting another dom touch him that way.

"Of course. I'll come back some other time to discuss a schedule then." Dax says, giving a little wave to Beau before leaving.

"What was that about, sir?" He asks me as I come to kneel next to the tub.

"He wants me to teach a few doms about kinbaku. Everyone really enjoyed our scene. You looked quite beautiful." I admit, leaning in to kiss him deeply before pulling back. "You did wonderfully, Angel."

"Thank you, Sir. It was really nice." He tells me. I get some soap onto my hands and start to gently scrub the paint off. Most of it is on his back and sides.

"What was the best part?" I ask, smiling a bit.

He blushes and bites his lip. "Well the paint felt really nice and all, but it's always the best when you make love to me, Sir. It makes me feel very close to you."

I smile at how adorable he is and kiss his shoulder. "Was the rope alright? I know it's not what we usually use."

"Yeah. It felt good. It wasn't like it is with the hemp and jute, but it was alright. It was harder for me to float into rope space, but once I cleared my mind a bit, I got there." He admits.

Once the paint is all off of the both of us, I pull the bath plug and let the water drain. "I'm glad you were able to enjoy yourself, Angel. I bought a few different colored cotton ropes that I wanted to try out. I was thinking that I could tie a more decorative harness on you that you'd be able to wear around the club with your shorts. Would you be okay with that?"

He smiles and nods as I dry him off. Once he's all dry, I pick him up and carry him to the bed.

"That sounds great actually. I like the chest harnesses. It makes me feel like you're hugging me." He giggles as I lay him on the bed before gently laying on top of him, making sure that I don't use my full weight on him.

He smiles up at me and pulls me down to press his lips to mine, making me smile. "You're such an Angel, Beau."