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Lee really has no idea why they’re here. Some guy from the tattoo shop he’s sort of apprenticing at invited him, and he thought maybe it would be fun to bring George in his pretty little day collar and see what happened. Currently George is holding court with a few young women who are fawning over him, and Lee is jealous and amused all at the same time. He loves attention so much, so Lee lets him have it.

Collar or not, he can’t bring himself to do anything that might wipe the smile off of George’s face.

He ruffles George’s hair as he gets up to get a drink, letting him know to stay where he is and he’ll be back soon. One of the girls says something about how they’ll take care of him, using this smirky tone like she thinks she has a chance, and Lee just scoffs a laugh. Good luck with that one, missy.

Alex is in the kitchen and Lee quirks a brow when he sees her, pausing in the entryway to watch her. Everything about her posture and expression says that she’s bored as hell, but of course the guy talking to her doesn’t seem to notice. She’s glancing around like she’s pleading for a way out and, well, that Lee can provide.

“I need to borrow her,” Lee drawls out as he approaches, giving the guy a vaguely apologetic smile that’s not sincere at all as he grabs Alex’s arm and tugs her away, leading her out of the kitchen without actually addressing her at all.

"Thank fuck," she says, as Lee takes her arm and tugs her with him out of the kitchen. He's taller than she is, with a longer stride, and she stumbles a little, even though she's wearing flat boots, not heels. "I didn't even know you were here. That guy was such an asshole."

He still hasn't looked at her, which...weird.

Lee is in a very particular sort of mood, one that comes along with George being collared. It brings with it a certain sort of confidence that he doesn’t always carry himself with.

They move down the hall and Lee tries doors until he finds a half bath, just a tiny room with a toilet and a sink, and he pulls Alex inside with him and shuts the door. He nudges her back against it, with her facing him as he leans over her and rests one forearm over her head against the door as he reaches out with his other hand to turn the lock.

He’s been teasing George all night and he has so much energy to burn.

“I know how you can thank me,” Lee murmurs smoothly, reaching down to grab the fabric of Alex’s dress and start gathering in his palm, lifting the hem of it higher and higher. It gives Alex ample time to get with the program and stop him if she’s not into it, but she doesn’t, so Lee slips his hand under her dress to grab at her cunt through her panties, firm and possessive.

“Wow, bone dry,” he quips, squeezing harder as he stares down at her with a half-lidded gaze. “You really did need that rescue.”

"Yeah, I did," she says, standing still with her head tilted back so that she can look up at him as he gathers her dress up around her thighs. It's a plain black sheath, slinky and tight.

"Somehow I don't think it's going to stay that way for long."

“Mm, let’s hope not.” Lee smirks and hooks his fingers through the crotch of her panties, tugging firmly before letting go and stepping back.

He looks at her for a moment and then reaches out to drag her forward, turning her to face the mirror over the sink, one hand around her throat. Lee can tell by the look on her face how into this she suddenly is, and he wants her to see it, too.

“Put your hands on the counter and leave them there,” he tells her, and then puts his hand firmly over her mouth like he doesn’t want to hear any argument. She could let him know she doesn’t want it in a myriad of other ways, but he doesn’t think she will. “I’m gonna fuck you and you’re gonna let me.”

He smirks at her reflection in the mirror, eyes bright and amused in a brief indication that this is all a game. “Because you owe me.”

There's nothing between them but friendship with definite benefits, but she loves when he touches her like that. The fingers booked through her panties are possessive and entitled and she loves it. She watches him in the mirror for a second, his hand pressed her mouth and then she nods, as much as she can in the position that he's put her in.

Lee grins lazily and keeps one hand over her mouth while reaching up to tug roughly at the top of her dress and the cups of her bra, exposing her tits and pinching hard at each of her nipples. She can see all of it in the mirror, and Lee smirks when he reaches under her dress and shoves his fingers down the front of her panties to find her wet already.

“That’s my good girl,” he teases, shoving two fingers into her almost roughly as he hauls her back against him, letting him feel his hard cock against her ass as he works his fingers in and out of her, spreading that slick and circling her clit. “Wet for me so fast. Like you just can’t help yourself.”

The dress and bra are strapless, and they come down pretty easily, pooling around her waist as he pinches at her nipples and then starts to play with her cunt. She watches it in the mirror, her hands still pressed against the counter, her cheeks already starting to heat up at the shit he's saying to her. He knows how to press her buttons.

She doesn’t say anything but her flushed cheeks and mild glare tell Lee all that he needs to know. He smirks again and lets go of her entirely, reaching back to pull his wallet out and extract the condom that he put there for this exact reason. He didn’t know where or when he’d need it, but he knew who he’d use it for.

After putting the packet between his teeth, he yanks her dress up and tucks the hem over the top of it, created a wad of black material at her waist. He shoves her panties down and leaves her to watch herself in the mirror as he opens his fly and tugs his cock out, rolling the condom down the length of it.

“Up on your toes, baby girl,” he tells her, giving her ass one firm smack. She’s still glaring at him like maybe she doesn’t want this, but Lee can tell it’s an act. If she didn’t want to be right where she is, Lee would have been kicked in the balls by now.

She’s just mad that he’s made her blush, because he knows just how to do it. He feels a little drunk, not just from the alcohol but from having George in his collar, and Alex bent over a bathroom counter with a flush that is quickly moving down her chest toward her perfect tits.

“Aw, come on,” he says as he moves in closer, reaching around her to lightly smack at each of her tits and then grab her chin almost roughly, two fingers smudging across her lips. “Let daddy see that sweet little cunt.”

The sound that Alex makes against Lee's fingers is almost a growl, but she does what she's told, pushing up onto her tiptoes in her boots, which has the effect of arching her back and sticking out her ass, exposing her cunt from behind. Her dress bundled around her waist is worse, somehow, than if he'd just stripped her naked. She stares at herself sullenly in the mirror.

"If you're going to fuck me, just fuck me," she says, sounding way more petulant than she actually feels. "Get it over with."

She’s acting bratty enough to almost give George a run for his money, but she still presses up on her toes and tilts her ass up, so it’s clear what she wants. If they had more time, he might tease her, edge her even, until she was begging for his cock.

But they don’t, so Lee calls her bluff and shoves his cock into her cunt all at once, snapping his hips forward as he holds onto hers. He fucks her like he’s using her, like it’s solely for his own pleasure, hands firmly on her waist as he plunges into her again and again.

“If you just want me to get it over with, I guess I don’t need to take the time to make you come,” Lee drawls out, tilting his head to meet Alex’s gaze in the mirror. “Is that what you want? For me to use you like a toy and leave you here?”

It’s mostly rhetorical, because he’s pretty sure he already knows the answer.

He fucks her hard enough to rock her forward against the lip of the counter with every thrust, her tits bouncing a little. She watches them in the reflection, her eyes flicking back to her own face, his behind her.

"Don't," she says. "Don't do that. I'll be good."

“Oh, look who’s suddenly changed her tune,” Lee teases, smacking her ass a bit harder and laughing as he tugs her back onto his cock over and over, his grip on her hips so firm it’s like her feet are barely still even on the floor.

“Get it over with, you said,” he reminds her, letting go of her hip with one hand so he can bring it down over her pubic bone with an audible slap, fingertips catching her clit. “But now you want to be good.”

He fucks her relentlessly, hard enough that it makes her thighs tremble. She's not entirely sure how much of her own weight she's holding up anymore, and how much of it is the tight hold he has on her hip. When he slaps her between her legs, she yelps, squirming. The last time he'd done that, she'd came so hard she made a huge fucking mess and, for a moment, she thinks about what it would feel like if he did that to her here, like this. Her face burns at the thought of it, and she's not sure whether it's horror or arousal or both.

"What can I say?" she says. "Your cock's magic."

That makes Lee laugh so hard that he tosses his head back with it, grinding against her ass and pulling her close, biting softly at the side of her neck and looking at their reflections in the mirror.

“Flattery will get you everywhere, sweetheart,” he murmurs in her ear, pulling nearly all of the way out and thrusting back in hard and fast, changing the angle to finally hit that spot inside her that he’d been purposely avoiding. He pinches her swollen clit between two fingers and then begins to rub it with tight little circles as he fucks her. “See what happens when you behave?”

They look good in the reflection, and Alex watches as he fucks her, her eyes ink dark. He changes the angle of his dick inside her, fucking her hard, and then his fingers are on her clit, and she moans, her head dropping, hair falling into her face.

"Yeah," she says. "I get it."

Lee doesn’t have much to say after that. They don’t have time to really drag it out, so as much as he would really love to make her blush and squirm, cuss him out and squirt everywhere again, he may need to save that for next time.

For now, he fucks her with his magic cock and mouths at the side of her neck, rubbing relentlessly at her clit as he does. He can tell by the way that her thighs start to shake and her breath gets high and fast that she’s going to come soon, so he lifts his head to watch her face in the mirror as he thrusts into her roughly at the same time he brings his hand down in a sharp slap over her cunt, grinding his palm against her clit.

Before she can make too much noise, Lee lifts his wet hand to cover her mouth and nose, dragging her head back onto his shoulder as he thrusts up into her.

He covers her mouth and nose with a hand that's slick from her cunt and she can't breath, the smell flooding her, and he keeps fucking up into her, and she can see it all in the mirror, and then she's coming, shivering and shuddering and sobbing against his palm.

Fuck, he always makes her feel so good.

“Shhh, I’ve got you,” Lee murmurs in her ear, keeping his eyes on her reflection as she jerks and shivers through her orgasm. It’s so strong that her knees seem to give a little and Lee locks his other arm around her hips to keep her upright. “Such a good girl.”

He shoves two fingers into her mouth, rubbing the back of her tongue roughly as he all but pounds into her. The sound of their bodies meeting is obscenely loud and wet in the tiny room and it’s not long before Lee spills into the condom with a grunt, shifting his hand to pinch hard at her clit as he does.

The fingers on her tongue make her gag a little as he fucks her, tits shivering and cunt clenching. She feels the moment that he comes and she sucks on his fingers, squirming between the cock inside her and the fingers on her clit.

Lee grinds against her until the last drops of his orgasm are wrung from him, then makes sure she’s steady on her feet before pulling out of her. He quickly ties off the condom and tosses it into the trash, then reaches out to grab her before she can move too far.

“Not so fast,” he growls out, grabbing her by the hips and turning her around, easily lifting her up onto the counter and reaching between her legs. His other hand curls around the back of her neck and he looks down at her with a smirk, biting his bottom lip as he pushes three fingers into her cunt. “When have I ever given you just one, huh?”

He grins, lips smudging against her forehead as he fingers her hard and fast, curling his fingertips against her g-spot. “I have a reputation to uphold.”

Alex loves when he manhandles her like that, when he lifts her like she weighs nothing and then holds her in place by the back of her neck, pumping his fingers in and out of her cunt.

"Oh, fuck," she mumbles, feeling that second orgasm building already.

“You’re always so fucking easy for me,” Lee says, because he’s learned that both of the bratty little gremlins that he’s fucking love to be embarrassed, and Lee likes to think he’s getting pretty good at doing it by now.

Using his grip on her neck, he leans her back and supports her at an angle so he can watch her perfect tits bounce as she rocks back against his hand so eagerly.

“Because you’re daddy’s little girl,” he says, emboldened by alcohol and how smug he feels when George is collared, how keyed up he’s been since that lock clicked shut. “Say it or you’re not coming again.”

She rocks up against his hand, tits bouncing and the heels of her boots knocking against the cabinet under the sink as he thrusts his fingers into her. Her cheeks burn at what he says, at the instruction he gives, and there's a battle on her face for a moment.

"I'm daddy's little girl," she says, and she hates the way it makes her cunt clench around his fingers.

He smiles as she says it, feeling it widen dangerously as her cunt spasms traitorously around his fingers. She fucking loves it.

“Yeah, you are.” Lee hums and adds a third finger to reward her, shoving them into her with a force that he’d worry about if it were anyone but her. But she can take it. She fucking loves it, his good girl.

“And such a good one. So fucking sweet for me,” Lee breathes out, shoving his fingers in and curling them against her g-spot, rubbing incessantly. “Now come for daddy.”