The Date (Part 2)

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/qpbsfk/the_date_part_1/)

“Kneel,” I command again.

This time, there’s no hesitation. You drop to your knees instantly and look up at me standing over you. I undo my flies again, looking deep into your eyes. My cock is painfully hard as I manoeuvre it out of my jeans. It springs out again, flicking a string of precum across your breasts. Your eyes glance down at it, inches in front of your face. You bite your bottom lip briefly then look back up at me. You make no move to take it and you have a look of determination on your face.

“Suck it,” I say, in a low voice.

Your eyes flick to my cock and back again. You hold my gaze and slowly shake your head.

“Suck it,” I repeat, more insistently.

This time, your eyes stay locked on mine and we stare at each other for a long moment. I can tell you’re getting yourself ready to defy me.

“Suck it yourself,” you say in a small, defiant voice; staring at me with almost pleading in your eyes.

The Date (Part 1)

Our relationship had an intense beginning, full of heavy flirting and possibility, until the realities of existing relationships came crashing in to spoil the party. Now, over a year after we first met, we’re both in different places. I’ve been separated from my wife since shortly after lockdown was lifted and your relationship ended a while ago. We’re closer friends than ever, and since I’ve had my own place you’ve been coming over a couple of times a month to get high, cuddle up and watch movies. When you finally caved after months of asking and came over for the first time, I know you didn’t fully trust me. But, with each movie night we had, you became more and more comfortable around me; eventually staying in my spare room and having breakfast with me before leaving a few times. It was always a weird experience. I love your company and your friendship, but the want I’ve had inside me since we first met is still there. It’s less intense now, sure, but it hasn’t gone away. Having you cuddled into me while I stroke your hair is like a sweet torture. I wouldn’t give it up, but it does nothing to lessen the desire to have you that still burns inside. And since you’ve been single, I haven’t stopped thinking about asking you out. You’ve been over twice since you broke up. Once was quite soon afterwards and we talked into the early hours, holding you when you cried. My heart broke for you, and all I wanted was to look after you and make you happy again. The second time you came over, you were more yourself although you were obviously still upset and again, I felt the need to baby you.

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The Date (part 2/2) [MF, rough, spanking, bdsm]

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[Part 1 here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/h0za05/the_date_part_12_mf_rough_spanking_bdsm/)

I spin on my heels and walk out to the bathroom, putting my cock away and leaving you on your knees wondering what I’m doing. Did I bring rope? A paddle? Nipple clamps? The possibilities rush through your mind. The truth was more mundane. Earlier I’d noticed a pair of plush bathrobes hanging behind the bathroom door. I pull the belts out of their loops and walk back to where you’re waiting, loosely swinging the belts in my fingers as I stand over you. “Stand up,” I say, quietly.

You’re slightly relieved to see what I’m holding and grin as you shake your head. “No,” you say. Your tone is full brat now, full defiance, fully daring me to take what I want from you. I feel a surge of happiness wash over me and I have to stop myself from grinning.

“Up,” I say again, this time more forcefully.

You hesitate until I’m just about to grab you, and then you slowly get to your feet. Your face is defiant, but your excited eyes are asking me to take control.

The Date (part 1/2) [MF, rough, spanking, bdsm]

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[Part 2 here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/h10av9/the_date_part_22_mf_rough_spanking_bdsm/)

Our relationship had an intense beginning, full of heavy flirting and possibility, until the realities of existing relationships came crashing in to spoil the party. Now, over a year after we first met, we’re both in different places. I’ve been separated from my wife since shortly after lockdown was lifted and your relationship ended a while ago. We’re closer friends then ever, and since I’ve had my own place you’ve been coming over a couple of times a month to get high, cuddle up and watch movies. When you finally caved after months of asking and came over for the first time, I know you didn’t fully trust me. But, with each movie night we had, you became more and more comfortable around me; eventually staying in my spare room and having breakfast with me before leaving a few times. It was always a weird experience. I love your company and your friendship, but the want I’ve had inside me since we first met is still there. It’s less intense now, sure, but it hasn’t gone away. Having you cuddled into me while I stroke your hair is like a sweet torture. I wouldn’t give it up, but it does nothing to lessen the desire to have you that still burns inside. And since you’ve been single, I haven’t stopped thinking about asking you out. You’ve been over twice since you broke up. Once was quite soon afterwards and we talked into the early hours, holding you when you cried. My heart broke for you, and all I wanted was to look after you and make you happy again. The second time you came over, you were more yourself although you were obviously still upset and again, I felt the need to baby you.