01 - Sincerely, Yours

Caspian watched as Hayden walked out of the bedroom, grabbing a hammer they'd left lying down by the door earlier when he asked Hayden to move a picture for him. Hayden was silent, and then he burst out laughing. "You have a cat, and a room filled with sex toys." Hayden hollered from the hallway, and Caspian immediately tensed up. He'd always kept that door locked, but he'd gone into it earlier before Hayden had gotten there and got a couple of things out of it.

Caspian stood up and walked to the doorway and leaned against it, "It's Jeffrey's cat. He usually stays up in the office, I'm not sure how he got down here, actually. I didn't think he could still take the stairs." He said, and Hayden nodded.

"And what about the fifty shades of grey bedroom you got there?" Hayden teased. "You've been holding out on me."

"It's nothing like fifty shades of grey, that movie was terrible and I designed this room myself. Jeffrey had all of the furniture custom made, and everything in this room was made to match." Caspian said, feigning annoyance. He didn't want Hayden to know that he was embarrassed--how silly, he groaned at himself.

"It definitely is something. I'm wagering a bet that you were not the one using most of this stuff, hmm?" Hayden asked, looking over the paddles and whips.

"I might have a bit of a pain tolerance," Caspian admitted sheepishly, picking up his collar and moving it from the bed to the shelf in the special box that Jeffrey had made to display it.

"Oh really?" Hayden asked, walking over to Caspian and pulling him close to him. "I see it, you look like you'd be a handful." He teased, running a hand down Caspian's abdomen. Caspian felt himself jump to attention and he blushed.

"Definitely a handful and a half," Caspian murmured, turning around and looking up at Hayden.

"Are you comfortable doing this with me in here?" Hayden asked, trailing and hand down Caspian's spine, as Caspian pushed him back towards the bed. Caspian nodded his head, and glanced around for a second, looking over at a picture on the wall of Jeffrey and him.

"I just need to turn that around." He said, and Hayden looked over to where he was looking and his eyes widened a little.

"Wow. Those pictures are... very good. You look amazing. How recent are those?" Hayden asked Caspian, and he shrugged a little.

"They all have different dates, Jeffrey was a bit of a shutterbug. He loved to develop pictures, he has a darkroom here." Caspian explained.

"When was this one taken? You look so young here." Hayden asked, and Caspian smiled a bit.

"I was probably twenty-three or twenty-four, I'd say. It was when we had just gotten together. It was the first picture he'd ever taken of me." Caspian said, running his fingers over the picture thinking back to the day it'd been taken.

"You look like a teenager. Christ, I don't know what kind of vampire you are, but how the hell have you not aged?" Hayden teased.

"I have, trust me. You just didn't see me then." Caspian said, blushing in embarrassment, taking the photo of him kneeling at Jeffrey's feet off the wall and turned it towards the wall. "I'll put it back up, or something. Just... not now."

"So, what's your favorite piece of this anyway?" Hayden asked, pushing Caspian back against the spanking table. He felt the edge of the table biting into his butt, and he couldn't hold back the giggle that fell from his lips. Hayden took a moment to look shocked before he smiled a little bit and walked closer, grabbing the side of Caspian's face and kissing him deeply. For a moment the two were lost, and then Hayden pulled back and looked down at Caspian. "I bet this is your favorite, isn't it?" Hayden teased him a little. Caspian blushed and nodded.

"I can't deny it's a lot of fun. Have you ever used any of this stuff? I'd imagine not, hmm?" Caspian asked, and Hayden slyly smirked.

"I never had this kind of equipment, but I've definitely used paddles and stuff. Belts, too. I prefer ropes to cuffs, though." Hayden said, motioning to the handcuffs that were connected to a latching mechanism on the table. Caspian smiled a little, and pushed him away, walked around the table, and opened the disappearing drawer grabbing the brand new rope they hadn't even opened yet. Then he hit the button on side of the table that unhooks the handcuffs and then closed the latch back.

"I always preferred ropes," Caspian blushed a little, and opened up the rope, and handed it to Hayden. Hayden took it, and smirked, grabbing Caspian by his thin wrists in one hand, and pulled him closer. Caspian dropped his eyes to the floor and clasped his hands together in front of him, allowing Hayden to tie the rope around his wrists. Caspian knew there were so many things that Jeffrey would've done before this--he'd plan it all out, down to the second--but the spontaneity made Caspian even more excited about what was happening.

Hayden pushed Caspian down onto the table, being forceful but gentle at the same time. He was surprised at the sheer force of the lust that shot through him as Hayden pulled his pajama bottoms down, exposing him to the cool air in the room. The playroom had a separate thermometer, that was used to keep the temperature a little cooler in the playroom than the rest of the house. Caspian was a fan of sensory play, and he loved the contrast of a warm hand, trailing his cooler body. His pajamas were enough to ward away the chill but once he was left bared, he immediately felt his pulse rise a tad bit in excitement.

When Hayden gently massaged his ass cheeks, the warmth of his hands imprinting on Caspian's skin made him whimper and press back against the hands touching him. Caspian felt his cock hardening and sucked in a deep breath at the coolness of the air hitting him. He could feel the chill trying to ward away his erection but it was failing miserably. "Are you sure?" He asked, and Caspian nodded, watching as Hayden took a paddle off the hanger, a shot of adrenaline spiking through Caspian as he watched him slowly run his fingers over it.

Hayden stepped back behind him and he trained his eyes on the clock in front of him, merely out of habit. He felt every nerve in his body tingling in anticipation as he waited for Hayden to bring it down on his ass. Once he had, Caspian moaned and felt the stinging familiar pain spread through him. He felt himself aching between his legs, begging for a touch or something but he was too focused on how good it felt to be paddled again.

Hayden landed another hit with the paddle on his ass and he whimpered, beginning to rub himself against the table a little bit. The top of the table had a leather-like soft surface on the edge where you're supposed to bend over it, and it made a great humping pillow in scenarios like this. Another hit from the paddle made a loud noise echoed in the room and he cried out, his whole body tensing up as he fought desperately to hold his orgasm back. He was clinging desperately to the thread that was holding him together, and he knew that he'd much rather orgasm when Hayden was inside him. Though he felt sure that Hayden could probably make him cum multiple times. "Please," Caspian whimpered out, arching his back more, putting his ass up higher.

Caspian had always been a natural submissive, and he'd always strived in situations where he wasn't in control. He knew how to be submissive above everything else, and he loved sinking into submission. He had always loved the pain, and the sexual element was something he couldn't deny, but being out of control was the aspect of this lifestyle that'd appealed to him from the beginning.

"Please what?" Hayden asked him, teasingly running the paddle against his ass. He moaned, his words coming out a jumbled mess. "You want more, sweetheart? Hmm?" Hayden said, and Caspian moaned in response feeling the pressure of the paddle against his ass. Hayden hit him with the paddle again, and he moaned again, feeling like he was going to explode. Hayden began spanking him with the paddle in a sort of pattern, hard, soft, hard, hard, soft, and back again and it was enough to keep him right on the edge of orgasming while he could still hold on to his sanity, even though it was getting steadily harder and harder.

His whole body felt like it was going to simultaneously combust, he felt like every inch of his body was on fire. He was so hard, even the cold air was doing nothing to help him hold back, and he was leaking precum down onto the table where he was rubbing his dick. All it took was one extra hard hit to cause him to tense up. He felt like he'd taken a step off of the ledge into the abyss, and he couldn't help but lose the tenuous grasp he had on his orgasm, feeling himself be washed away by the waves of euphoria currently pulling him under.

He was crying out Hayden's name in the room, Hayden was still lightly spanking him, stopping for a moment or two to rub his ass cheeks a little bit. The motion of him rubbing Caspian's ass exposed his hole to the cool air and he gasped loudly, suddenly very aware of how empty he felt.

"More," He begged, finally turning his eyes to meet the cerulean blue eyes of Hayden. Hayden looked over him, bent over the table, cum covering his thighs, Caspian's desperate green eyes pleading with him.

"Condoms, where are they?" Hayden turned, looking around the room.

"I never used them before, after so long it just didn't make sense. Did you bring any with you?" Caspian whimpered, and Hayden groaned and shook his head. "I'm so... have you been tested?" Caspian asked, and Hayden nodded. "Clean?" Hayden nodded, and gripped his hips, to stop him from subconsciously moving his hips. "God, just get inside me."

He could feel the tip of Hayden pressing against him, felt every part of his body tensing in anticipation. "Fuck it," Hayden groaned out, gripping his dick with one hand and pushing against Caspian's hole. It wasn't moments later that Hayden was buried inside of him, Caspian gasping out in pleasure as his whole body vibrated with lust, hormones making his mind fog over as Hayden kept himself buried inside of his body.

Caspian could feel every jerk of Hayden's cock inside him, feel it pulse, the warmth of his skin satisfying a need deep inside of Caspian that he hadn't even known he had. He felt so full, so desperate for him to move but Hayden was gripping his hips and holding them together, not letting Caspian move at all.

"Please," Caspian finally whimpered out, looking up at Hayden from over his shoulder. He was caught with how sexy Hayden looked, his jaw clenched just a little breathing deeply and slowly, his eyes tracing over Caspian's back with a determined look.

"God, you feel fucking fantastic." Hayden groaned out, leaning down over his back and trailing gentle but deliberate kisses down his shoulder, slowly moving his hips in and out of Caspian. Caspian whimpered, biting his lip and nodding. "You feel so good, shit, shit." Hayden moaned, his hand balling up in Caspian's hair, making Caspian cry out as his hair was pulled.

Caspian wasn't sure how it was that Hayden seemed to know every single thing that put him closer and closer to the edge but he was so horny he couldn't even think about that at the moment. He needed him, he needed Hayden. Hayden pulled out of Caspian suddenly, and pulled him up, turning him around and carrying him over to the bed, his bound hands falling on top of his abdomen. He slipped them down, covering himself but Hayden gently pulled his hands up and placed them on the bed above his head, and slipped between his legs, slowly pushing back into him.

This position was a lot easier for Hayden to get deeper, the only real limitation was how flexible Caspian was and he took pride in having kept up with his yoga and kept his flexibility up because it really paid off with Hayden. Hayden could reach places inside of him that no one else had ever reached, and it made Caspian shiver with anticipation. Hayden gripped the back of his claves and pushed them up so that he could get deeper and move faster.

And Hayden really could. Hayden was just the right kind of rough and deliberate. He wasn't held back by anything, he could move in ways that even Caspian himself couldn't move...

Hayden started thrusting in and out of him as fast and hard as he could, using his legs for leverage, the sound of skin slapping skin echoed in the room. He was moving in and out of him, the head of his dick abusing Caspian's prostate. Caspian could do nothing but moan and beg, and let Hayden fuck him senseless.

It wasn't until Hayden let go of his legs that Caspian saw an opportunity to impress and took it. He pulled his legs up by his head, resting his feet up by the pillow. "Fuck. Fuck, you're bendy," Hayden murmured, leaning forward and trailing little kisses down his neck. Caspian lifted his head to bare his neck and Hayden bit down onto his neck, definitely leaving behind a mark before he reached up and wrapped his hand around Caspian's throat. Caspian whimpered and bit his lip, pushing up into Hayden's thrusts as much as possible.

Hayden was so deep inside of him that he could almost not bear it, and he was dripping all over his abdomen with each movement of Hayden's hips. He couldn't focus on anything but the earth-shattering feelings crashing through him like a wrecking ball. He was so desperate for Hayden he couldn't process a thought properly, and he was borderline losing his mind.

Every nerve in his body was vibrating against his skin, his heart pumping rapidly, sweat clinging to his skin. There wasn't a chill any longer, the heat from their bodies had permeated the air around them. Caspian was barely holding on once again to his orgasm, which was racing towards him like a dam releasing floodwaters. He was falling over the edge, just barely grasping onto what was holding him together.

Hayden was thrusting in and out of him, deeper and deeper, their bodies moving together like they'd been doing this for years, not just a month or two. He seemed relentless, determined to make Caspian never be able to forget him. The rough and deep thrusting was steady, he didn't move unless it was to find a new position to batter Caspian's prostate in, and that wasn't something Caspian wanted to complain about. The movements of their bodies were in sync, almost in a rhythm they both knew but never spoke of.

The chemistry between them was impossible to ignore, it was like in some way they were made for each other.

Caspian couldn't help but cry out when Hayden slammed into him a final time and groaned out a deep and guttural, "Fuck, I'm cumming." Hayden's arms wrapping around him and holding him close while his body shook. Caspian was whimpering and moving against Hayden from below him, his desire to cum hazing over everything else. He needed it so much and he was right there, just on the verge.

Hayden seemed to come out of his euphoria after a moment and pulled out of Caspian, getting down between his legs, and immediately took his dick into his mouth. Caspian moaned at the feeling of the warm, wet mouth enclosing around him and tried his best to lay still below Hayden as Hayden worked him over with his mouth. When Hayden came up and gently massaged the opening of Caspian's hole with his finger before slowly and gently working his fingers in and out of him, Caspian whimpered and gripped the pillow above his head, unable to smother his cries of pleasure.

It didn't take but a couple of moments before Caspian was crying out, telling Hayden he was cumming and that he couldn't hold it anymore. Hayden kept playing with him, milking him through his orgasm, leaving him shaking and senseless on the bed below him.

"Holy..." Caspian started after a moment, and Hayden smiled a little. "Who's your dad, the Rock?" Caspian asked, poking Hayden on the shoulder teasingly. Hayden laughed a little bit and leaned down and kissed him softly.

"Goddamn, you felt so fantastic... So warm and... oh god." Hayden groaned teasingly and laid himself down on top of Caspian.

"Was that your first time without a condom?" Caspian asked shyly, and Hayden shrugged.

"I'm not really the type to do stuff like this, it's usually just one-night stands or short flings but there's something about you. I can't explain it." Hayden said.

"I understand. It's best to be safe, anyway." Caspian said, leaning back against the bed and slipping his eyes shut.

"God, all the beds in your house are like sleeping on air," Hayden said, and Caspian nodded.

"I like my beds soft and plushy," Caspian said, keeping his eyes closed as Hayden shifted to the side of him.

"All the better to fuck the shit out of you," Hayden said, running his fingers over Caspian's forehead, pushing his sweaty hair out of his eyes. "My bed is one of those you have to flip every six months."

Caspian's eyes shot open and he looked over at the handsome boy beside him, wondering deeply about him. He always seemed so carefree, but Caspian wondered if that was all just an act. Caspian couldn't help but wonder if, perhaps, he could do something to fix Hayden having a shitty bed. Everyone deserves somewhere comfortable to sleep.

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Time seemed to pass by at an accelerated rate, because one minute Caspian blinked and his world had fallen apart, and another blink and his world was slowly being pieced back together. Hayden had played a huge role in making Caspian feel like life was worth living, he'd given him something to look forwards to, companionship, excitement... He wasn't Jeffrey, not in any way, but he was just right for Caspian, now.

It wasn't long before Amanda had caught Hayden on his way to class early one morning. She'd shown up earlier than expected because her taxi came early and she had nothing else to do. Caspian had been nervous, expecting her to be angry or something, but she'd simply came inside and hugged him, and told him that she was so happy for him. It wasn't the response that he was expecting, but it made him feel like maybe he wasn't doing anything wrong by moving on.

He had battled with the guilt of having feelings for Hayden, a lot at first. He knew that it was okay, but for some reason because of their dynamic, moving on felt like a betrayal. But, he knew that he had to keep going and living his own life. Jeffrey was gone, and he couldn't spend the rest of his life alone waiting on himself to die.

He'd never stop loving Jeffrey, but he needed to find something to live for. Hayden gave him that. Hayden had begun training to become a certified master, though Caspian didn't see a reason to. He wasn't one for the club scene, but Hayden had insisted. He said that, while he'd never be Jeffrey, he wanted to learn more about the dynamic, he wanted to know how to drive Caspian crazy with lust, and that he would only take no for an answer if Caspian had a good reason and he really didn't.

Hayden was a natural at being dominant without even noticing it, but there's always room for improvement so Caspian didn't really figure becoming trained would harm anything. He didn't much mind going to the club with him, and assisting the trainer with lessons that involved a submissive. Hayden loved to show Caspian off to the people in the club, and it made him feel a whole lot sexier than he was.

"How was class?" Caspian asked, sitting on the edge of the bed and putting his feet up on the bed. Hayden smiled and came over to the bed and got onto it, and crawled up beside Caspian, resting his head next to his on the pillow beside Caspian. Caspian smiled at Hayden and glanced down at their bodies beside each other.

"It was boring, why did I decide to major in medicine again?" Hayden asked teasingly and Caspian shrugged.

"You picked your major before you met me, didn't you?" Caspian said, watching as Hayden laughed and pulled him close to his body, nestling them together and resting.