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TW/M Posted: Jun 4 2017, 04:56 PM
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The night was dragging on, there was music thumping through the walls of Styx. Lysias had allowed a local band to use his venue for a fee if in return they got people in buying drinks. They didn't fail him, the bar was fit to bursting - if health and safety had come passed they would have questioned the amount of bodies. But Lysias knew the health and safety department and knew how to buy their passes so he wasn't overly concerned.

Stepping out the back door he quickly shut in the music and the chatter of the people inside and exhaled a deep breath, one that he hadn't realised he had been holding. His hand shaking slightly he opened up the jacket of his Armani suit and pulled out a packet of fresh cigarettes. Opening up the top he looked down at the regimented rows and opted for one closes to the edge, despite them being all the same. Tucking away the box he then reached into his trouser pocket for the lighter, hooking the cigarette between his lips he lit it up, inhaling slowly and methodically. For a second he held the smoke before letting it out in small rings around his head.

He was waiting for a deal, Bellamy Panell was a regular customer, but not always so regular with his payments. Usually if he skipped a payment he made it up the next time. As it happened, the last payment had been skipped and Lys was looking forward to a little extra money this time around. He had things he wanted to buy, places he wanted to go and a little extra pocket money from a sale of weed was going to go down nicely. It was rare for Lys to be the one out in the cold doing the deal - usually it was one of his stooges, but when Bellamy missed a payment it was important to show that it mattered to Lysais. That he didn't tolerate that sort of deal. His employees tended to be too kind. They wouldn't have a weapon in their back pocket the same way Lys did.

Fortunately he didn't have to wait long as he shook some of the ash off his cigarette. Straightening up he let his lips curl into a smirk as the boy emerged from the dark. You're late, he muttered, glancing over the man in front of him. I expect you're either here with money or excuses so make it quick.


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 Posted: Jun 4 2017, 07:31 PM
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Bellamy had just finished a shift at The Devil's Advocate. While he was on stage, his mind was on one thing and one thing only: getting high. People could easily think the sweat on his body was from dancing and the hot stage lights but no, the sweat was from withdrawals. Bellamy was an avid pot smoker in his youth, during high school and while he was in university. He never quit the habit, he just slowed down when he moved to California. He could blow his money on weed when he didn't even have a job or place to live but once he settled down at his job as a stripper and bought himself a flat, he picked up the habit again. Bellamy wasn't sure whether it was the untreated PTSD, the seedy job setting, or something else that turned him over to trying more hardcore drugs but once he started, he couldn't stop.

It wasn't anything extreme at first. He'd pop an ecstasy pill or two before going out to the club or dropping acid with some friends before they went to the cinema. Again, nothing major. But after sleeping with Ariel and breaking both her and Paxton's hearts in one day, he needed new ways to cope and he turned to his dealer, Lysias, for more. He went to Lysias for weed at first, than it went to hallucinogens, and now it was the heavy shit. When Bellamy's shift ended, he slipped into a pair of black skinny jeans, an old black band shirt, and paired it with a denim jacket. Slipping into his sneakers, he bid his fellow dancers and the owner goodbye and pocketed all the money he made tonight into the back pocket of his jeans.

Lysias' bar wasn't far from the strip club. It was a short walk and Bellamy knew where to find the older man. Clad in a fancy suit and smoking in the back alley of the bar, there was Lysias. Bellamy sniffed, running a hand through his disheveled hair and nodded. "I have the money, relax. Tonight was a good night," he said as he took out the wad of bills from his pocket and counted through them, handing Lysias what he owed. "I need.... more," he said, his voice slightly coarse. Bellamy approached Lysias, placing a finger on the older man's chest. "I can make it worth your while," he purred. "Just gimme the good stuff."

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 Posted: Jun 5 2017, 04:38 AM
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Lysias' eyebrow raised at the boys tone. Relax? Well that was a sure fire way to put Ly on edge. He watched the money appear and waited patiently for Bellamy to count it - a pointless job as Lysias would only be counting it himself anyway. But he stood in silence, letting the smoke swim around his head as he finished the cigarette and stubbed it out on the wall, letting the end drop to the floor. Standing up a little straighter, his height looming over the other man, he took the money carefully - as if it was going to explode in his face.

Flicking through the notes he was only half listening to Bellamy, if the money was correct he could get out of the cold and back into his office with the heated floor. It was and he quickly tucked the notes away and was about to reach for the small amount Bellamy had paid for before there was a finger on his chest. Lysias froze and looked down at the finger touching his suit.

In a flash his fist grabbed a chunk of Bellamy's shirt and he twisted the other man around and pressed his back up against the brick, using his knee against Bellamy's crotch to keep him in place.

Wow Bellboy, I think this is a record time for you. One minute in and you're already offering to take off your rags. I'm not sure if I should be flattered or disgusted - I know where you've been, he sneered, glancing the boy up and down and slowly releasing the handful of shirt in his fist.

Pressing his knee a little closer to Bellamy's crotch he placed his hands either side of the man's head, against the wall, for support. The thing is, Bellamy, you didn't say 'please', and I am a man of manners after all. So I think, because of that reason, you'll just have to go cold, he teased, grazing his lower lip through his teeth. Or you could beg, the world knows you don't have any dignity left to lose anyway.

Stepping back he slowly released his captive and crossed his arms over his chest, a smile on his lips. Bellamy was a good lay, Ly knew that. But he also knew he could have a little fun before giving the other man what he wanted, and that alone was worth it!



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 Posted: Jun 5 2017, 02:38 PM
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The smell of smoke from his cigarette wafted around them and it sent a shiver up Bellamy's spine. He could use a smoke right now. He had gone through the last of his cigarettes before the start of his shift so he was shit outta luck until he went to a gas station and bought some more. What he needed right now was some sweet, white powder snorted up his nose; a cigarette wouldn't cure this urge. Bellamy had tried cocaine once prior to meeting Lysias. It was at the club and with one of the other dancers. His set that night was amazing; he had so much energy and he was doing spins and twirls that he had never done before. He was pretty sure he walked away with a week's worth of tips in that one night. After that, however, he said he wouldn't touch it again because once you get addicted, it'll ruin your life. Oh, how the tables have turned now.

Bellamy's breath hitched in his throat when he felt Lysias grab his shirt and shove him against the brick wall of the back alley. He wasn't used to being manhandled and he'd be lying to himself if he wasn't a little aroused at the sudden force on Lysias' part. If he wasn't suffering withdrawal symptoms and wasn't feeling desperate enough to get high, he'd be very offended by Lysias' words and probably try to fight him. But he was himself anymore and he would rather snort drugs than defend his honor and dignity.

When he was released from the brick wall, he wobbled and struggled to keep his posture. He leaned against the wall and looked at Lysias with pleading eyes. "P-please. Please, Lysias, I'll do anything you want." Pre-drugged out Bellamy would be ashamed of what he was about to do next but he was so desperate to get high, he was willing to do anything. Bellamy dropped to his knees in front of Lysias, hands in his lap, looking up at the taller man. "Please Lysias," he whimpered.

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 Posted: Jun 5 2017, 05:23 PM
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Lysias' eyebrow raised, not surprised by the reaction. Given the choice between walking away with drugs or without them he knew that Bellamy would never leave empty handed. Ly was quietly impressed by the other man's dedication. Most of his other clients would take what they were given and be happy with it, but Bellamy always seemed to ask for more. One day, Ly was sure, he would ask for too much. But until then he was happy enough to see Bellamy on his knees.

He looked down at the boy and smirked. It was a pleasant position, being in control. It was a position Lys was very familiar with, which made it even better. Lysias was one of those people who very rarely heard the word 'no' unless it was coming from his own mouth.

Pulling up the excess material of his trousers he crouched down so he was eye level with his client, a hand reaching out to stroke the side of Bellamy's face. The boy was cute, there was no denying it, with a nice body and a decent amount of tricks in bed. Ly knew there was something going on in the background but he didn't know the details and he didn't really care for them either. If Bellamy wanted to sell his body for drugs who was Ly to say no? If anything he was helping the situation.

Bellamy, when have I ever fucked you in an alleyway? I know you have this 'cheap whore' aesthetic you like to stick to and, honestly, it's charming. But I'm not trading you decent drugs for a sloppy blowjob and an access all areas pass for strangers who happen to walk by, he began, grazing his thumb over the other's lips.

Straightening back up again he beckoned the boy over to the door with his finger before opening up the back of the bar so he could take his new play thing into the office. Lys was above having sex in an alley, but in the office he was more than at home.

Come on, I haven't got all night, he teased, knowing that every move he made was going to be slow and calculated. And I don't think you have much time either, he added glancing down at the boys crotch before stepping through the door. Silently he walked to the end of the corridor and turned left, unlocking another door with a card in his pocket. A bouncer nodded in his direction but remained silent. His staff knew better than to interrupt him.





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 Posted: Jun 5 2017, 05:39 PM
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He was truly a pathetic mess and his downfall happened so quickly and so suddenly. One day, he was on top of the world, feeling happy being with Paxton until he fucked it all up by sleeping with Ariel. He loved the girl but the love wasn't romantic - not like it was with Paxton. It was a platonic love that turned sexual and he crossed a line there. He knew he crossed a line but he did nothing at the time to stop himself and now he was paying for it. They found out what happened and he broke both of them; broke both of their hearts into millions of little pieces. Bellamy locked himself up inside his flat, drinking bottles of liquor one after the other; stopping only to go to work, take a shower, eat, or get high. Eventually he felt like getting drunk solved nothing and it just put him to sleep; it was the only way he could go to sleep now.

He would smoke every night, trying to distract himself from the pain of being brokenhearted by getting high enough to the point where he couldn't move his body. Weed wasn't enough and he asked Lysias for something stronger. He moved onto pills and his weed was laced with something he couldn't even remember the name to. That lost its appeal as well. It was like his body was rejecting everything he was putting into him so it wanted more; it needed more. If present Bellamy told his past self that he would grow up to be addicted to crack and meth, his younger self would laugh in his face and say that would never happen. Well, look at him now.

Bellamy scowled when Lysias called him a cheap whore. He may have been disoriented but he wasn't going to let himself be degraded like that - even if it was the truth. Bellamy rose from the ground and followed after Lysias, all too aware of the path they were taking. He's seen the insides of these walls too many times for his liking but he couldn't stop himself and he was spiraling further and further out of control. His heart was pounding in his chest, beating much faster than what would be considered normal. Bellamy licked his lips as he glanced around the room. "C-can I, uh, have something before we start? Please?" he asked.

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 Posted: Jun 6 2017, 09:01 AM
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As soon as the door to the office was closed behind them, Lysias had a sudden urge to rid Bellamy of all of his clothes. But he remained calm, collected and almost laughed out loud at the timid request. There was something almost adorable about having Bellamy in front of him, asking for drugs like a child asking for sweets. Lys took a few steps across the room, closing the gap between himself and his guest.

Well as you asked so nicely, he teased, sliding his hands onto the boy's hips and under his shirt making contact with his warm skin. Lightly he pinched at Bellamy's hips playfully, his lips grazed lazy kisses up the other man's neck and to his ear. Go and sit on my desk like a good boy, he mumbled taking a step back and turning away from Bellamy.

While Lysias was never one to sample his own merchandise he kept a ready supply for just an occasion. Also because his assistants sometimes needed to take something to bring them back under control. He moved slowly towards a locked cabinet, taking the key from his pocket he clicked the latch open. He was going to make Bellamy wait for it, he knew that much already. With precision he traced his fingers over bottles - some with thick labels and warnings and some with very few. He also tapped his nails over tin boxes which house pills of all varieties. But he knew what he was after and knew exactly where it was. He just wanted to watch Bellamy squirm.

Picking up a chunk the size of a tic-tac he began the process of putting the drug into the syringe. That was another reason why Lysias didn't take those kinds of drugs. He just didn't have the time. Especially if he wanted to do it right. There was no room for mistakes. Sighing he closed the cabinet, a needle in one hand and a wipe and cotton wool in the other. Take off my belt and put it around your arm, he ordered - if they were going to end up naked, they might as well start sooner rather than later.

He watched the other boy with interest, half tempted to scrap the whole thing. He didn't want to miss out on what Bellamy had to offer - thought he had been very particular with his dosage (small enough not to hurt but big enough to be interesting). With his hands full he could only rely on his partner to complete the dance - which Bellamy would, with the promise of drugs, Lysias was sure of it.





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 Posted: Jun 6 2017, 04:37 PM
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Beads of sweat formed on Bellamy's forehead despite feeling a chill run through his body. Cold sweat was another symptom of withdrawal and it just showed how desperate he was to get high again. He was willing to take anything Lysias would offer him, even if he had never tried it before. As long as it was strong and got the job done, he'd take it all. The music from the bar could be felt through the walls, the bass shaking the room and it felt like it was syncing to his rapid heartbeat. He felt like utter shit but he didn't care anymore. This was God's way of telling him he was a piece of shit and a monster and he had accepted that. Now was time to have sex in exchange for drugs like the drug whore he was; Lysias was right about the whore part but he wasn't cheap. If Lysias thought he could scam Bellamy, he would have another thing coming. But the dealer knew him and knew what he liked so he wasn't too concerned about being scammed. He just wanted to feel something again.

A whimper escaped his lips when he felt Lysias' hands on him and his lips trailing up his neck and jawline. "Y-yes, sir," he nodded obediently, walking away from Lysias and to his desk where he sat on the edge. Wasting no time, Bellamy stripped off his denim jacket and let it fall behind him, now clad in just his t-shirt. Bellamy licked his lips as he eyed the dealer, his mouth watering in anticipation for the high he was about to get. This wasn't the first time his body was sold and it wouldn't be the last; at least this time, he was doing it on his own accord.

A syringe. He had never injected anything before. He would either smoke it or snort it. Using the syringe would meet that he would get high quicker and he wasn't about to decline the option. Bellamy tugged at Lysias' belt, unlooping the buckle and pulling the belt from his loops in his pants. His hands were shaking slightly as he wrapped the belt around his left arm, tightening it just enough so it clung to his arm but wasn't too tight or too loose. He looked up at Lysias with sullen eyes, waiting for the older man to give him what he came for.

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 Posted: Jun 6 2017, 05:01 PM
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Sir? Well that was something he could work with. In another life, Lysias suspected Bellamy was usually the controlling one. Usually the one to bark orders or give commands, but not today. Today he was like putty in Lys' hands, moulding to fit with the older mans every whim. Pathetic really, when Lys thought about it, how a man could change so easily because of one simple addiction. Or maybe it was a shame? Either way to Lysias it was a win he was about to enjoy.

He smirked down at Bellamy and moved his hips around he help the other man remove his belt. He then waited patiently for the leather to be wrapped around and tightened. That belt had seen many uses, this was not a common one. Nevertheless Bellamy seemed to get the idea. Stepping closer, Lysias bent forward, ripping open an alcohol wipe with his teeth before cleaning the bend in the others' arm. This won't hurt, he promised as he pressed the cotton wool against the skin and gently rested the needle on Bellamy's arm.

Stay still, I don't want to stab you unnecessarily, despite what you might think, he pressed the tip of the needle against Bellamys' skin, pulling back slightly on the syringe to make sure he had hit a vein before pressing the end in smoothly until all the liquid had gone. In a swift motion he removed the needle and binned it, covering the wound with the cotton wool pressing hard on the skin.

With ease he kept the pressure on, removing his belt slowly and discarding it on the floor. He could tell Bellamy to relax or to be careful but he knew the boy wouldn't listen, so he didn't bother. Instead he used his free hand to press back under Bellamy's shirt, pushing it up to expose the boys chest. His thumb brushed lightly over a nipple as he returned kisses to the exposed skin. If he was going to have to take control then he'd have to start early.

Feeling any better, kid? he teased, finally releasing Bellamy's arm and throwing the wool away.



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 Posted: Jun 6 2017, 09:32 PM
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Anybody who knew him knew that he was not a submissive man. In the bedroom and in his everyday life, Bellamy was as dominating as they came. He was always in charge and usually took command. He was controlling and tended to wear the pants in a relationship, so to speak. Very rarely did he act submissive; it was usually in instances of mental breakdowns remembering his childhood or switching roles with Paxton when they were still together. The latter was no longer a reality and Bellamy found himself feeling like a scary little boy more and more each day. He couldn't sleep anymore without the help of a bottle of liquor and only given in to his substance addiction could put a smile on his face.

Truthfully, he didn't care if it hurt. He needed it inside of him and he needed it now. Bellamy chewed on his bottom lip in anticipation as Lysias prepared his arm for the syringe. He would never have suspected Lysias to be the type to prep him before administering the drug. Bellamy would have pictured him more so as the type to just find a vein and plunge the needle in. He probably didn't want a dead body on his hands so that might be the reason for his careful preparations or maybe he wasn't as heartless of a person as Bellamy assumed him to be. Either way, it didn't matter because Bellamy was finally getting what he asked for.

When Lysias pushed the on the syringe, Bellamy could feel his body grow relaxed. His pupils began to dilate so wide that his icy blue eyes were now nearly all black in color. The sweat on his forehead no longer formed and the chills in his body left. His fingertips felt tingly and his head felt light. The room around him began to disorient and move around him but he didn't care because he finally felt like he was alive again. Bellamy took in a deep breath as Lysias pushed the rest of the drug into his system, his arms littering with goosebumps as the drug entered his bloodstream and took over his judgement and conscious.

Bellamy moaned at the feeling of Lysias' hands and lips on him. The belt had been discarded as well as the bloody cottonball. Bellamy didn't care that there would be a scar on his arm now, a permanent reminder of the night he first injected drugs into his body with a needle. He didn't care if blood dripped down his arm. He got what he came here for and now it was time to return the favor. Bellamy looked at Lysias with half-lidded eyes, the blue of his eyes just a thin border around his pupils. "Fuck yes," he purred, reaching for Lysias' hips. He connected their hips together as he leaned in to give the older man a hot kiss.

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 Posted: Jun 7 2017, 07:59 PM
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The kiss was long awaited. It felt like magnets had finally connected and they weren't about to pull apart any time soon. Lysias had never been particularly fond of kissing - it was boring and lazy and a waste of time when there was so much more that he could be doing. But waiting for kiss, leaving the anticipation to grow, that was worth it. Especially when, with ease, he could push back against Bellamy's lips and reclaim the dominance he had before.

Absentmindedly his hand traced up the arm he had injected, giving it a soft stoke. He had learned from his staff how to keep everything safe while injecting. He knew the signs if something was about to go wrong, but it all seemed perfect. He smiled as he pulled away from the kiss, resting his forehead against Bellamy's as he caught his breath.

Slowly he moved away, catching the backs of his knees on his chair and flopping down into it. His knees spread apart as he looked at the young man on his desk. It was such a satisfying feeling, to know he really had complete control over Bellamy, even if they other didn't quite believe it. Even after tonight, Bellamy would be back begging again and Lysias would be able to bring him in and then just as quickly throw him out again. Glazing his eyes over the boy he couldn't help but smirk.

Take off your clothes, and make it good, he said simply. Bellamy was a stripper and Lysias liked to view the show free of charge. He knew that Bellamy would understand what he wanted, Ly was really a man of very few needs. A nice naked young man was one of those needs.

Reaching up he loosened his own tie, letting if fall onto his chest. This was going to be good, he trusted Bellamy's intuition to know what he wanted. But either way, Lysias was not going to lose out...



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 Posted: Jun 7 2017, 08:51 PM
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He was gone, completely gone. Mind, body, and soul, no longer belonged to him but instead to whatever drug Lysias injected into his body. Bellamy felt like he was on fire and it felt amazing. His body was heating up from the arousal stemming inside him and the drug making its way through his bloodstream. His entire body felt like it was tingling and anything his fingers brushed against felt electric. Whatever Lysias put in that syringe was delicious and Bellamy would surely be back for more. He was lucky that he made good money at his job, otherwise he would have to worry about if he had enough for rent or bills or food with how much he was blowing on drugs and alcohol. He was truly spiraling out of control and if he wasn't at work, he could be found at some bar or club, dancing and drinking the night away. Bellamy rarely slept anymore and if he did, it was less than five hours. Most of his days now were spent getting fucked up and not worrying about the consequences.

All caution was thrown out the window and Bellamy didn't care about all the stupid choices he was making right now like selling his body for drugs and rebounding after cheating on his not-boyfriend. He was the worst kind of person, just absolute scum but those thoughts were in the back of his head and the only thing he was thinking about now was sex and riding out his high. When their kiss broke, Bellamy's eyes opened and he almost whined at the loss. Lysias had moved back into his chair and Bellamy crossed his looks, pursing his lips and looking at Lysias with a hunger in his eyes.

If Bellamy was sober right now, he would have demanded some sort of pay for the free strip show but he was giving Lysias his payment right now in exchange for fueling his addiction. He nodded and hopped off the desk. Even without music, Bellamy could do his job and do it well. His hands reached down for the ends of his shirt, slowly pulling it up as he swayed his hips in a circular motion. He let the shirt fall behind him and he placed his hands on Lysias' knees, slowly trailing them higher up the older man's thighs. He sat himself in Lysias' lap, grinding against him as he began to unbutton his jeans. He turned his body so his back was pressed against Lysias' chest and stretched his body so he was hovering over Lysias' legs, slowly pulling down his jeans while thrusting his hips.

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 Posted: Jun 8 2017, 06:33 AM
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Lysias could see from the look on Bellamy's face that the drugs were working. They had started small, he didn't want the boy to wind up dead after all - where would he get his fun from? But it was addictive enough that only a small amount did the job. Only a small amount would have Bellamy hanging off every word Lysias said and every movement he made.

He smirked as he watched the boy move, his eyes following Bellamy's hands, as the other removed his clothing. Each move, despite the state Bellamy was in, was cool and calm and had been practiced a hundred times before. It was easy and Lysias would have almost called it cheating.

Then they connected again and Lysias almost forgot that these moves had been used before, they other people had seen Bellamy like this - had paid him to look like this. His hands automatically reached for the other man's hips as he landed in Lysias' lap. Tracing lightly over bare skin as the jeans were unbuttoned and haphazardly removed. Left with Bellamy in just his underwear Lysias found himself growing bored of the charade. In a swift motion he was on his feet, hands cradling Bellamy's ass as he pushed the other forward to bend him over the desk.

I said make it good, slut. You think your tired ass tricks will pay for what I've given you? Everyone has seen those moves. Everyone has watched you whore yourself out. I am not 'Everyone', he punctuated, pinching  harshly at Bellamy's bare thighs, leaving red marks. Using his foot he kicked Bellamy's knees apart, spreading his legs.

Pressing his hips up against the other mans ass to hold him still, Lysias threw his tie back over the chair and slowly unbuttoned his own crisp white shirt. Button by button he took his time, bumping his crotch against his plaything with each one. Folding it neatly over the back of his chair he leant forward, pressing his chest up against Bellamy's back, his hands sliding up the other's sides.

Dragging both hands up Bellamy's chest he reached the boy's nipples, giving them both a hard squeeze. Beg me, Bellamy, he whispered, I want to hear you. I want to hear your voice crack with need. I want to hear you whimper as I ruin you.

Letting go of Bellamy with one hand he moved up to brush some hair from the boys ear, tucking it back so he could nip at the lobe. I'm going to break you into a thousand pieces until nothing will satisfy you except me, he promised, bucking into Bellamy once more, making sure skin connected to his desk. If there weren't bruises, he wasn't working hard enough.



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He jumped at the sudden contact, feeling the marks on his thighs forming. He had always heard rumors about how violent and physical Lysias could get but he assumed those were just rumors spread to make him look tough and like someone that wasn't to be messed with. Apparently those rumors were the actual truth. He had always seemed like a classy type of man who used words and threats as forms of punishment and didn't get his hands dirty with the physical work but that would be wrong. Lysias was clearly more than willing to hurt Bellamy on his own accord than getting some employee to do it for him. It was both terrifying and arousing for him.

Bellamy soon found himself being bent over and pressed against Lysias' desk. The sudden rush of movement surprised him. Apparently Lysias was growing bored of his lap dance and wanted something more. Bellamy has never had a customer or client shove him away during the middle of a performance so he was shaken up by the sudden halt on Lysias' part. Bellamy wanted to rebut that his dance wasn't some tired ass trick but he knew better than to argue with him. If he wanted Lysias to still be his dealer and accept sex as payment for the drugs, he'd need to keep his sassy mouth shut and follow orders.

He whimpered at the jolt of pain Lysias' pinching brought but it was a pleasurable type of pain. Bellamy hasn't done anything drastic in the bedroom but he was someone who liked rough sex. Lysias would probably really test his limits and make the so-called rough sex Bellamy has already had seem vanilla in comparison. Lysias' deep voice so close to his ear sent chills up his spine and he lightly moaned at the nip of his earlobe. He wanted Bellamy to beg and by god, he would. He would completely submit himself if it meant getting more and better drugs.

His hands were closed into tight fists as he rested his head on his forearm. "Fuck me, Lysias. Fuck me until I can't walk straight; until I forget my own name. I need you," he begged, moaned at the contact as Lysias grinded their bodies together. "Break me, please. Break me until I'm nothing." Those last words had more meaning behind them than the sexual context. Bellamy truly felt empty inside and now he wanted his body to reflect that as well. He was nothing; he wasn't anyone worth loving. All he did was ruin the lives of the people he loved and they were better off without him being around. A tear threatened to slip out but Bellamy swiftly brushed it away. "Take me, please," he whined.

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He almost laughed out loud at Bellamy's pitiful attempt to beg. It was cute, almost, that he thought a bit of self-deprication was going to get him what he wanted. To be honest, Lysias had no interest in baby-ing the other man, encourage him, build him up. If Bellamy was on a road of self-destruction then Lysias wasn't going to get in his way.

Until you're nothing? he sneered, sliding his hands down and hooking his fingers under the waistband of Bellamy's underwear. You're already nothing, he said, pushing the underwear to the floor and exposing the rest of the other mans skin. You're bent over the desk of someone you hardly know, high on drugs and with an insatiable lust. You're pathetic, he hissed in the other's ear, grabbing two handfuls of Bellamy's ass and squeezing hard, leaving handprints on the skin.

Removing his hands from skin he reached down to unbutton his own pants, letting them hang loose on his hips as he gave himself more room. He wasn't ready to let himself get completely naked, not yet, not when he had much more planned for dear Bellamy.

Reaching forward he grabbed a fistful of the boys hair, pulling it hard to get the boys head to raise up from his arm. Is that the best you got? he breathed the hand that wasn't in Bellamy's hair snaking down the boys stomach, pinching across his hips. If the roles were reversed he would have put an end to the play and got straight to business. But he wasn't on the receiving end and he wanted to treat Bellamy to a little torture.

Though you're right, you do need me. I am everything to you, he smirked, squeezing and jerking Bellamy, teasing him. You know what I'm going to do to you? I'm going to make you cry, Bellamy. You're going to cry until your face is raw with tears. You're going to scream until you lose your voice. You're going to break until you're shaking. You're going to beg and beg and beg and I'm going to treat you like the little whore you are. Lysias yanked at Bellamy's hair again, encouraging him to stand back up again.

That's why you want, isn't it Bellamy? he whispered, a sadistic smile spread across his face. Or shall I just give you back your clothes and you can scurry back to whoever pays the most?



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