Grayson had been living in the D'Amour estate for close to three months. Things were normal. They had quickly gotten used to each others' existence, so there were rarely any disagreements.
Rarely.
Jay had a bad habit of beating up his lovers. Grayson had warned him again and again that it was unnecessary. He had no reason whatsoever to resort to violence in a relationship.
Jay would agree and be obedient for a while, then revert back to his old ways.
Again.
Grayson happened to overhear Jay beating up his latest boyfriend for the fourth time and decided to walked in on the scene. Why did he always have to walk in on these situations?
Why did Jay refuse to acknowledge how inhuman what he did was? Grayson let it go when Jay was dating Chloe because he promised he'd change. She broke up with him not long after.
Then there was Chad. Grayson didn't know at first, because Jay made sure to clean up after his messes and hide the signs, and yet Grayson ended up finding out from someone else.
There was Tiffany, Leo, Stephany, Grace and now, Giovanni.
Grayson had had enough.
He made his steps loud enough for Jay to hear him come in.
Jay looked up at Grayson, halting the punch he was about to throw at the sight of Jason's face.
"Grayson, wait! I didn't mean to..." Grayson didn't let him finish. He reeled his fist back and threw him a hard punch. Jay fell off Giovanni from the force.
"I told you, didn't I? I told you to stop beating your lovers up." Grayson dragged him up by the collar to come face to face with him.
"Get out. Don't come back. If anyone tries to date him again, let them know he won't be able to anymore." Grayson told Giovanni without looking at him.
He must have understood Grayson was talking to him, so he stood up with no arguments. He thanked Grayson rather graciously before making his way out of the home office.
This was Jay's home office. Grayson had never entered Jay's office unless it was necessary. This was another one of those necessary moments.
Grayson tutted thrice, shaking his head at Jay, before laughing slightly.
"Grayson, you're scaring me. I swear-"
"Oh, so now I scare you. All the previous warnings I gave you didn't scare you, now I'm not saying anything and you're getting scared."
Grayson laughed rhetorically, dragging him by his hair, and threw him on his stomach against his work desk.
He groaned in pain, clutching the table for balance.
His stomach probably took a hit, but Grayson didn't care.
Grayson grabbed Jay by his hair to make him look up at him.
"I've really had enough, you know. You keep bringing out this side of me and I always try my best to surpress it, but I'm starting to think you like it. Why else would you purposefully go against my orders? Especially knowing I would end up walking past your office."
Grayson placed his hand on Jay's neck, still keeping Jay's eyes on himself and squeezed. Jay gasped for breath, but Grayson didn't give him a break. Grayson sighed while he strangled him, as though he was bored of Jay's antics.
Jay clawed at Grayson's hands but Grayson only tightened his grip on his neck. When he finally gave up on clawing at Grayson's hands, he felt behind himself for Grayson's neck and wrapped his hands around Grayson's neck. Grayson even loosened his grip on Jay's neck to see what he would do, but Jay didn't even add the slightest bit of pressure to force Grayson to release him.
Grayson smirked and scoffed at Jay's expression. "I was right. You really wanted this. If you wanted you could have fought back, or gotten a way out, but you didn't...
You clearly beat up your lovers. Even that one person that tried to mug me that time, and now I'm literally choking you , on the verge of killing you and yet you won't fight back."
Grayson shook his head in a chiding manner.
"Someone must have a masochistic side..." He commented randomly.
He trailed his other hand down Jay's chest and down his abs. Even lower till he felt Jay's dick. It was already hard and hot. He could feel the heat through Jay's trousers.
"You... you really are enjoying this." Grayson laughed manically, "Now, I really want to know. I'm genuinely curious. Why did you beat them? They didn't want to do this to you? Or they couldn't do it to you?"
He loosened his grip on Jay's neck so he could reply. "Yes. But it was their fault. They said I was crazy for-" He groaned in pain as Grayson squeezed his dick. Hard.
"Tsk tsk tsk. Excuses, excuses. You could have just gone to an SM club or at the very least, come to me, I could have helped you find somewhere, or even do it myself. But you didn't... You continued beating them, like it's their fault they can't satisfy you."
"Well, you're not going to be using this the way you used to anymore." Grayson said squeezing Jay's dick again. "Then again, it's still hard as ever."
Jay groaned again in pain and a moan of pleasure mixed in.
"This isn't meant to be pleasant for you, so don't expect me to go soft on you." Grayson told him, pinning Jay's hips against his body, so Jay would feel his erection practically begging to be freed.
Grayson was still strangling him with one hand and Jay could only choke and widen his eyes in shock and pain at the feeling of getting strangled and Grayson's dick rubbing against his backside.
Grayson smirked and threw him against the table, bending him over it and kicking his legs open.
"Yes, that's much better. You're meant to be like this. You deserve to be like this. Desperate and begging to be fucked raw for all your sins."
Grayson placed Jay's hands on the table, so they held the edge of the table. "Don't remove your hand from the edge. If you do, I'll make this worse for you. Try me and see if I wouldn't."
Grayson took off Jay's belt, placed it on the table and dragged down his slacks and underwear to reveal his leanly muscled legs. It didn't look like the legs of a man that did any hard work.
"You really, really want it, don't you? Your asshole is twitching." Grayson teased as he undid his belt and brought out his dick.
Jay tried to look behind him, but Grayson smiled and pushed Jay's chin up till he was stretching his neck to see Grayson's face upside down, and in the process Grayson's dick rubbed against his backside.
He hissed in shock, at the feeling, trying to push himself away from Grayson's body, clearly not used having a dick against his asshole.
"Tsk tsk tsk. Not unless I allow you." Grayson shoved his dick rather rudely into his asshole. "Fuck! So damn tight!" He exclaimed.
Jay's mouth opened wide in shock and pain. Grayson smirked at the sight and shoved his dick even deeper into Jay's hole.
He moaned in pain, but Grayson didn't care. He shoved all of it at once inside and Jay's eyes rolled back into his head.
"No. You're not allowed to faint. Wake the fuck up." Grayson thrust against him, pinning his hips against the table.
"I can't, I can't-" Jay shouted. Grayson pulled out and thrust into him again, cutting his complaint off completely.
"I don't care. You had it coming." Grayson picked up his belt from the table and wrapped it around Jay's neck, hooking it there, and leaving the tail of the belt hanging down his back.
"Much better." Grayson grinned, then dragged the tail of the belt, so the belt was strangling him as he fucked Jay even harder. Jay came, once, twice, thrice, but Jason didn't stop.
Tears streamed down Jay's face...
"Well, well. Looky here. Are you crying? I'm not done yet. So you can't cry, even though you look even prettier like this." Grayson taunted pounding into Jay harder and harder. Grayson, breathing heavily and getting impatient, tore off the rest of Jay's clothes and bit him at intervals leaving big bite marks and hickeys all over his body.
Grayson licked his ear and bit it hard, as he thrust hard into Jay. Jay cried out and Grayson smiled.
Grayson dragged him back by the makeshift collar and pulled out, turning him around and pushing him back on the table again, lifting one of his legs and thrusting into him again. He carried the other leg, placing it over his shoulder and thrust into him over and over until he was satisfied and he released inside him.