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Max buries his face into his pillow, grabbing the duvet and throws it on top of himself, letting out a sigh of relief and frustration. He’s been dating Charles for a while now, and loves him to death, everything has been pretty much perfect.

“Max?” 

Max snaps out of the trance he was in after hearing the his boyfriend’s voice. Charles shoves a glass of water into front of the Dutchman's face. 

“What are you thinking about?” Charles questions, as Max sits up and takes the cup from his hands. 

“Nothing really” Max says in a very not convincing tone.

Charles raises his eyebrows in confusion and doubt, staring at his boyfriend in a way to try and get him to continue.
Max sighs and places his glass on the bedside table, looking at Charles all flustered and ashamed. 

“Sometimes after such a long day of work, i wanna come home to you and not do anything”

“You did that today, no?” Charles looks at Max in slight confusion. 

“I suppose, but I meant- with us…i guess” Max mutters turning red, Charles cocks his head and smirks. Max actually might die from embarrassment.

“You idiot, you could’ve just told me. I don’t mind if we switch, I’ve told you this before” The Monegasque giggles and sits beside his boyfriend. 

“Anything else you want to tell me?” Charles queries, Max takes this opportunity to talk about his fantasies and desires. 

Charles starts to slowly realise his boyfriend is a lot more adventurous than he initially thought. 
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It’s been a couple days after Max and Charles’ long talk about the new fantasies Max has. Ever since that day Charles can’t stop thinking about the possibilities with this new power. However, they haven’t talked about it since.

“Hey Charles?” “Hm?” “There’s something I want to show you” as Max shuffles off the couch, pulling Charles up and leads him to their bedroom. 
Max scrambles around in the closet and pulls out a box. “I can’t wait for much longer” he mumbles, his face beet red.

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Max is laying on the bed, with his hands tied above his head, naked. They both know the safe word after the conversation from the other day, “green” means fine, “orange” means unsure and “red” means stop. Max can’t help but feel the blood rush to his head, the whole thing stirs something inside of him. 
This feeling…

Lack of control?

Excitement? 

Submission?

He just can’t quite put his finger on what this feeling is. This was Max’s first time bottoming and he insisted on doing something a little more intense. He feels a little out of place, but that’s the least of his worries right now.

His thoughts are interrupted by a sudden hand touching his chest. Charles hovers on top of Max, his face focused and calculated, Max is unsure when Charles took off his clothes but that doesn’t matter as Charles’ finger grazes over Max’s nipple, watching how the Dutchman reacts. Max’s body instinctively pushed upwards towards Charles' touch, while a small whimper escapes from his mouth. Charles is surprised to see the Dutchman’s reaction, he was so used to seeing Max in a dominant position, but now that “dominant” guy is squirming and whimpering underneath him.

Charles pinches at his nipples. 

“You’re so sensitive here” Charles teases leaning into Max’s chest “I wonder how you’ll react to more?” dragging his tongue across Max’s nipple and suckles wetly at him.

Max gasps in pleasure and moans softly, pulling his arms down towards Charles’ head, just to be met with the harsh restraints. The feeling of Charles’ tongue teasing his nipple bringing his free hand squeezing his other tit started to make Max feel crazy. Charles loves the Dutchman’s chest, and he takes any opportunity to latch onto them, as he normally doesn’t get the chance to. They’re firm, Charles loves watching how Max’s chest move and moulds underneath his touch. He sucks around his nipples the pleasure going straight to the Dutchman’s cock in an instant, his body buckles upwards toward Charles in hopes of relieving some pressure. 

“Please Charles…I need ah-!” Max whimpers, as Charles suckles on his nipple harder, eventually pulling off with a “pop”.

“You’re already begging? That’s not like you” Charles teases, trailing the previously sucked nipple with his finger. The Dutchman moans, filthier than before. The noise goes straight towards Charles’ cock.

“Fuck Max, you’re already gone?” he grunts, looking at the mess he created below him.

Max is disheveled, his hair is a mess, he’s panting heavily, his blue eyes glazed over. Charles found himself latched onto the other neglected nipple, playing with the other one between his fingers. Charles suckles and licks his nipple, the Dutchman’s body violently jerks against him, his eyes roll to the back of his head,

“f-fuck” he manages to squeeze out of his breathless moans as Charles bites down. 

“Dont stop- please” Max sobs, Charles has no intentions of slowing down, he wants to take it as far as he can.

Max’s nipples are red and swollen. The Dutchman is on another level of sensitivity, gasping for breaths and moaning desperately. The Monesgasque’s cock strains against his boxers, his hips instinctively rutting forwards, rubbing against Max’s exposed dick. Max’s body jolts forwards and he comes, trying to bite back a groan of pleasure but it escapes his lips creating a mixture of lustful sounds. 

“Holy shit Max? That’s all it took?” Charles blurted out, looking at the mess now on his boyfriend’s lower torso. Max turns his head away in embarrassment still chained to the bed, breathing heavily.
“Was it good?” Charles questions as he wipes away the come with a tissue.

“So good” Max murmurs “fuck”.

“Do you want to keep going?” Charles asks, palming his boxers to release some of the pressure.

“Yes…please” sheepishly looking at Charles.

Max looked unbelievable, Charles couldn’t believe what he was looking at. His dominant boyfriend had came just from playing with his nipples while being tied up.

The Monegasque held back a groan as he might actually finish if he kept thinking about it. He wouldn’t mind doing this more often, he thinks to himself opening the bedside table, he grabs a couple of items and a bottle of lube.

“Are you sure you’re fine carrying on?” turning back to Max. Max nods his head frantically still looking riding the high from before. “Colour?” Charles questions, as he makes his way back on-top of Max.

“Green, so so green” Max blurts out. Charles giggles to himself and his hand makes its way back to Max’s chest, which was a lot more sensitive than before, he flicks the Dutchman’s swollen nipples and thumbs with them to tease. Max bites his lip to try to suppress any noise. Charles puts snaps on clamps to Max’s nipples.

“Shit” Max hisses, looking down at the clamps now latching onto him. Charles wastes no time in spreading Max’s legs wide open, dominating his boyfriend feels almost second nature to him. Charles takes a moment to appreciate his view, the Dutchman tied down at his wrists and the nipple clamps biting at his already-sensitive nipples.

Max was a big guy, bigger than Charles thats for sure, their racing suits sizes were pretty different, Charles tried fitting into Max’s suit once but it was way too big. All Max’s clothes were a couple sizes too big for Charles, but the Monegasque didn’t mind, to be honest he preferred it that way.
He just couldn’t help but stare at Max’s tits, his chest so large and wide but with a slutty ass wasit, it was hard to not have an obsession with him. This view of his beefy boyfriend being so submissive sent Charles into a spiral.

The Monegasque grabs the lube from next to him and lathered his fingers in lube. He teased Max’s entrance with one finger, Max groans- not being used to the feeling. Charles slips his finger in and Max’s breath hitches to the stretch, his face crumples and winces as Charles finger goes in deeper, opening him up slightly further.

Charles plasters a bunch of kisses on Max’s inner thigh, then sucks on his inner thigh. The Monegasque slowly slide in his second finger, Charles watches Max’s eyes roll back, moaning, his cock leaks over his stomach. Charles slowly starts moving his fingers inside Max, till he hears a gut-punching moan from Max.

“fu-fuck, that feels so-“ Max groans and arches his back up towards Charle, who bites back a groan.
“That’s the spot?” Charles teases, massaging the area over and over again. He looks up at Max, who is now dishevelled and drooling all over himself, the state of Max shoots straight to Charle’s cock.

“Look at the state of you, mon amour” Charles groans, “I can’t wait to get inside of you”. He’s got the four-time world champion under him moaning and groaning, tied up and completely undone. He’s not even inside of Max yet.

Charles flicks the clamps that are still tightly latched onto the Dutchman’s nipples, Max’s arms instinctively try and jolt down while releasing a lustful moan simultaneously. Charles opens up Max as much as he can and slowly pulls his fingers out. Max sobs with the emptiness he is left with.

He reaches over to grab a condom thats next to him “Do you have to use it?” Max out, attempting to hide his face in his arms.
“It’s not like we use it usually, it’s our first time after all” He mumbles, his ears now bright red from embarrassment. This is a new sight for Charles, his usual nonchalant boyfriend is crumbling from embarrassment infront of him after asking to be fucked bare.
“Ha- fuck max, you need to watch what you’re saying” Charles mumbles “Who knew you were so submissive?” he teases, flicking the clamps again, making Max release an ungodly noise, precum leaking from his cock. Charles pumps his own cock a couple of times, and places the tip against Max’s rim, teasing him.

“T-This is new to me too!-“ Max manages to splutter out as Charles pushes his length in, feeling Max spasm underneath him, Max’s hole clenches around the intense pressure, both of them groan at the same time. His eyes widen as Charles pushes in deeper, Charles is just slightly smaller than Max, but still fairly large, Max didn’t realise what fairly large meant till today. Charles grind forwards into the warmth of Max’s body, stretching Max further.

Charles groans as he pulls back, his cock feeling Max’s insides and pushes back down slowly.

Max was being fucked bare.

The Dutchman felt like he’s going to split into two, he’s whimpering and groaning, making noises he didn’t know he could make. He bites down on his bottom lip trying to prevent him from making the lustful sounds, holding back the moans as Charles fucks slowly into him.

“Max make those noises, please.” Charles’ hand caresses Max’s cheek, “I love it when you make noises it’s so hot. So pretty. Please make noises for me?”
Max stops biting his lip and allows the noises to escape him once again.

Heat builds in the Dutchman’s body, his cock still dripping from precum. Sweat dripping, his eyes welling. Charles is fucking into him, but not fast enough.

“F-faster-faster- hit me there again. please- please!” Max moaned shamelessly. Charles made a low groaning sound, and starts slamming into Max. He’s been holding back this whole time. Grabbing Max’s legs and hoisting them around his waist, angling him upwards. Max gasp and groan at the sudden manhandling.

It wasn’t often he was manhandled after all.

Charles held Max’s thighs and slammed into him, fast. The new angle made it feel like Charles had gone deeper. harder. Charles pounded into Max. Barely giving Max time to even breathe, moaning at every single thrust. Max was usually the more silent one between the two of them but today obviously wasn’t the case. He was sure he looked like a mess right now, he’s never been this submissive in his life, drooling all over himself, this was new to both of them, and he was loving it.

Charles grinds in deep and heavy, hitting Max’s prostate, making him releasing the most guttural moan Charles has ever heard, he was pretty sure Max was cock drunk. Charles slams into him, groaning. The restraints hold Max down from his hands pulling down.

“Release my wrists, p-plea-ahh” Max manages to moan, Charles reaches up with one arm and rips restraints free, freeing Max’s arms. Instantly his arms wrap around the back of Charles’ neck and his legs that are around Charles’ waist pulls him in closer.

They both moaned together, Max arched towards Charles, his body sucking him deeper in, he clenches around Charles’ length, groaning loudly.
Charles unclamps his nipples suddenly, Max eyes widen from the release of pressure and pain, before he could process anything else, Charles is on his nipple sucking, hard. Max sobs loudly, tears rolling down his cheeks, as the overstimulation hits him.

“Don’t stop-I-I’m g-gonna cum” Max sobs, looking at Charles, who is still sucking at his nipples. They’re both breathing heavily. Max is moaning and whimpering a lot more than the other, but there was no time to feel shame. Charles licked a strip over Max’s sensitive nipple and sucked harder, while simultaneously grabbing Max’s cock, pumping it a couple of times.

Max sees white as he shoots his cum all over Charles’ hand, still being heavily fucked into. He tenses and clenches around Charles, as he still slowly comes back from his orgasm.

“I’m going to cum” Charles moans, still fucking into him
Max moans from the overstimulation as Charles slams into him a few more times before he cums, his hip stutters, releasing his load into Max. The dutchman groans while being filled up, grabbing onto the bed covers as he squirms and whines at the stimulation.

Milking the last bit of Charles, trying to replicate how Charles does it to him, the sudden pressure makes Charles’ moan. His breath hitches at the overstimulation.

Their bodies a mess, covered it sweat and cum. Charles catches his breath and looks at Max, who is unbelievably red.

“That was so good” Charles mumbles, licking his hand that was still covered in Max’s cum.
The Dutchman moans at the sight, his dick twitching to the sight of the scene.

Max was still breathing heavily, Charles still in him, semi-hard. Both breathing like crazy.
“Let’s get you washed up, mon amour” Max whines at the emptiness as Charles pulls out. Charles’ load leaks out of his hole.

“Fuck, I almost came again, looking at you filled up with me” Charles groaned.
“Charles, you’re embarrassing me” Max mumbles
“I want to fill you up with my cum next time, keep it in there all day. I’ll tease you till you can’t take it anymore amour.”
Max buried his head into his arm, his body completely flushed red

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They both showered together and cleaned up the mess they made. Well Charles cleaned up the mess, as Max was unable to do much after being fucked for the first time.

Charles finds himself cuddled up in Max’s arms once he’s done, Max encases him with his body. Charles hums to himself.

“Did u enjoy it?” Charles asks, as he caresses Max’s cheek.

“Yes Schatje, I didn’t expect to enjoy it so much” Max mumbles, stroking Charles’ hair. “I hope you don’t mind seeing me like that, I don’t know what came over me”

“Are you kidding? That was so hot, it was amazing, mon amour. I wouldn’t mind if you were always this submissive” Charles chuckles

“Really?” The Dutchman blushes “I’m not usually like this though” He mumbles.

“I know, you can still do all the stuff you usually do if it makes you prefer, but I really enjoy seeing you become so different Maxie. I love seeing you lose control, I love being the one making you feel like this”

“I thought you prefer being the bottom?” Max looks at Charles a little shyly.

“After today? Absolutely not” Charles giggles, planting a kiss on the Dutchman’s cheek.