Of Replaceable Lover and First Time Offenders.

Killiann groaned softly, his hips burning as he thrust into his newest play toy. Cyrus Nielson had just happened to catch his eye while he had been out and he had NEEDED to have the boy. He had taken to the boy the boys face curved and the way his moved when he walked. And now Cyrus was under him, being ravished by this man he hardly knew. But Killian had a way of making people fall hard and fast, sometimes before they even knew his name. He was in his own home, in his room, on his bed as he did this, no regard for anything or anyone except for the boy underneath him, who he was working to make feel special.
"God love, yar killin' meh."

Cyrus's moans were loud, nearly screams as Killian slammed into him. He wasn't so new to this but Killian was bringing him to levels of pleasure he hadn't previously experienced.

Ever since Shannon had his virginity taken by Killian, he'd taken to the man, spending more time with him and getting more attached to him than he probably should have. But he didn't realize what he was getting himself into. He didn't even feel the need to call anymore, Killian was always more than happy to have him over. He didn't knock either, just entering the home only to be greeted by the view of Killian's ass as he pounded into someone. His jaw dropped as he watched.

Killian grunted, glancing over to see the door opened and Shannon's face. He thrust deep inside Cyrus, sitting long enough to grin back to the small boy who's virginity he had taken.
"Why good evenin' loveh, would ya like ta joineh us? Ah do loveh myself ah threesomeh."

Shannon felt his cheeks growing hot, although he wasn't sure if it was from anger or the embarrassment of being stupid enough to think Killian had actually liked him.
Cyrus leaned up to glance at Shannon over Killian's shoulder. Shannon's hurt gaze turned into a glare.
"That's who you're fucking? Him!?" Shannon's voice rose as he decided though he was embarrassed, it was mostly anger right now. He was MUCH better looking than Cyrus. He had the urge to throttle the other boy.

"Ah think heh es lovely." Killian smiled down at Cyrus, nipping at his neck. "Shannon, ya joinin meh er not loveh?" It was not like Killian did not like Shannon, in fact he loved the boy, but he was not a one man sort of person. He could not stop himself from flirting, it was simply his nature.

"No I'm not fucking joining you!" Shannon's voice was shrill though his lips were pursed in a hurt pout. His blood was boiling at seeing Killian with someone else.

"Wait yar turn then, are ya?" Killian had not even began to think the boy might be upset with him for this. He and Shannon were not an item, he was not confined to one person.
And if he could help it, he never would be.

"No! I want you to get your dick out of his ass! I want him out of here!" Shannon's voice was clearly hurt now, his big brown eyes wide.

This caught Killian's attention. He paused in his moving, looking back over to Shannon.
"Loveh, es somethin' wrong with ya?" He did move from Cyrus's entrance though, apologizing to the boy softly. "Ya need meh fer somethin?" Of course if Shannon was in need of help he would stop, but if their was not real problem then he really was enjoying Cyrus.

"Is there something wrong!?" He asked incredulously. He felt his eyes stinging but he was not about to cry over this. "You're fucking him!" Did Killian really not know why he was upset? "That's what's wrong!"

"Uh...Loveh ah don' see yar point." Killian laid his head on Cyrus's chest. "Yes, ah was avin' sex with em, an ah frankleh see noh problem there."

"You're supposed to be having sex with me, not him! Not anyone!" His lower lip trembled in his frustration. "I thought we..." His voice trailed off.

"Ya thought what loveh? Thah meh and ya where exclusiveh?" Killian did not laugh, for Shannon did hold a very special spot in his head. "Dearie, ah am not ah one man typeh of man...."

Shannon's face fell, what little hope he'd had was gone.
"So I'm just a fuck to you?" He looked truly pitiful now, his eyes tearing up. He had fallen for Killian and this was devastating to hear...

"Noh." Killian shook his head, opening his arms for the smaller male. "Yar much more than tha loveh. Ah jus' cannot beh confined ta one personeh, never ave' been. But ah doh loveh ya Princess." He liked calling Shannon that, because it is what Shannon reminded him of.

Shannon took a step towards Killian before eyeing Cyrus.
"Can he go...?" He murmured lightly, looking down at his feet.

"Uh..." Killian looked back at Cyrus, taking the mans hand and kissing it softly. "Terribly sorry loveh, but et seems mah Princess needs meh." He winked to the boy. "Ah will try to call you though Dearie."
And with that, Cyrus was dismissed.
Killian stood, making his way over to Shannon in order to wrap the boy in his arms.
"Are ya okay, loveh?"

Shannon buried his head in Killian's chest.
"I don't want you to fuck other people." He hated how much that had burned him.

"Loveh, ah don' want ta beh tied down." Killian stroked his hair slowly, he should have known when he had brought Shannon home that this was going to be an issue.

"But..." Shannon looked up at him with his puppy dog brown eyes. "I like you a lot..." He hung his head.

"An ah love you." Killian pressed a kiss to the top of Shannon's head. "Loveh, jus' because yar not tha only person ah fool around with does not mean ah don' love ya."
Shannon just had a special place in Killian's heart.

"I don't like it though..." He sighed. "I just want you to have sex with me... I want to be with you." He confessed, looking up at the other man.

"Ya are with meh love. Ah can't beh ah one man personeh, but ah can say yar tha closet thing ta ah boyfriend ah ave' ever ad." Killian just didn't want to be held down.

"I want to be your boyfriend, not close to one. I don't want to just fuck around..." Shannon's confidence was slowly building as the embarrassment at realizing how wrong he had been was fading. He was going to stand up for what he wanted, because, as Killian always said, a man who doesn't fight for what he wants, deserves what he gets.

"Love, ya can beh my boyfriend. Ah still don't want ta beh ah one women type." Killian knew this well, it was engraved in his heart and tattooed onto his body.