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Matt's answer came in the form of another sharp slap on his ass, the crack of leather upon skin echoing in the expanse of his empty office. Roman was in his element, delighting in the pained hiss slipping out from between Matt's gritted teeth. Every gasp, every moan forced out of the man was music to his ears and best of all, Matt had come seeking this out willingly, offering himself and his toned ass for the crime lord to use as he saw fit. "Bad boy, telling me what to do. Luckily for you, I'm in a good mood..." Roman purred, kneading the glowing flesh of Matt's rump. Another rough slap was promptly delivered, both to punish Matt for speaking out of turn and simply because Roman was indulging himself as much as he was indulging his toy. Sex and torture were two of Roman's most favourite things but it was very rare he got to enjoy both of them together. Luckily for him, Matt had proven himself an eager participant and a glutton for punishment. Satisfied that the vigilante had been sufficiently rebuked, Roman tugged off his gloves, laying bare hands across Matt's bruised cheeks. His ass had to be screaming at this point and the crime lord took a moment to admire his handiwork, marveling at the mural of red and blue patterns marring sculpted flesh. He smirked; Matt hadn't even healed fully before coming back for round... oh, which was this now, four? Five perhaps? Every time Matt swore it was the last, but then he came slinking back for just one more, like an addict would come crawling for Drops. And like any good supplier, Roman would gladly deliver the next fix, for a price. "Raise your ass higher, I ain't finished yet." The crime lord growled roughly, hooking an arm around the other man's middle even if Matt was more than ready to comply. He'd love to smack that ass until morning but Roman was growing impatient, silicone toy bobbing between the other man's thighs. It had been generously lubed up while Roman contented himself with abusing Matt's cheeks but now he was craving to make the man his, bent over his desk and begging for more. Fingertips and toy alike teased Matt some more, Roman's strap-on tantalizingly close to pushing in already. Oh, Matt was so ready, probably had been ever since he came in through the window like he always did, the slut. Yet another reason why he liked the vigilante so much, that even though he tried stopping Roman in-between romantic visits (he did), Matt was every bit as sinful as the devil he modeled himself after and didn't pretend otherwise, not when the two of them were alone like this. "You gonna be a good boy for me now, Matt? You'd better, I cleared my schedule just for this so it's gonna be a long night for us both." Roman rumbled, teasing Matt's tight hole with the head of his strap-on. The gesture was as clear as unspoken words could be: Not yet, not until you beg for it.