TW: possessive boyfriend, public sex, no condom.

Two hours in this pub and Rob didn't feel his legs anymore. They've been dancing nonstop with everyone they could. His brother left five minutes ago to hook up with a man so old he probably had a foot in death.

But who is Rob to judge? He likes older men too, just not that old. Powerful and intimidating men, that's his type.

Just like his boyfriend, a 42 year old lawyer, rich and handsome and possessive and everything Rob ever wanted. And he was going to lose him.

He was trying to get him mad because lately, he was feeling lonely and a little bit left aside. His boyfriend Alex worked every hour of every day that wasn't dedicated to eat, sleep or shower. Rob was a teacher, and they've moved together six months ago after five years of relationship, so his weekends were boring and lonely because Alex was never home.

Rob felt a little wild today, so he called his brother and begged him to go out. He'd been dancing with every man who approached, without surpassing physical limits, but he knew Alex would be furious just for him looking at another man. He was so possessive and jealous of everyone near Rob.

That's why when he felt eyes at his back, he knew he'd made a huge mistake.

It was as if the crowd parted so Rob could perfectly see the deep frown in Alex's gorgeous face. He was so mad. Rob regretted every one of his choices.

He stopped in front of Rob, glaring at him. The two that were dancing with Rob, feeling the tension, went away to grind with another willing victim. Alex ignored every other man around them.

He didn't talk, and the weight of his glare was enough to make Rob feel his eyes burning.

"I didn't know where you were."

"I'm sorry."

"For what?"

Rob didn't know. He was sorry because Alex was mad at him. But he was also lonely and sad and sick of feeling like a burden for his super important boyfriend, who didn't have time to entertain him. He also felt like a child for that thought.

And horny, because seeing him made him horny always.

Alex didn't say anything else. Just grabbed Rob's arm, not too hard but not too soft, and led him to the bathroom, where the music wasn't so loud.

"What it is, Rob? What have I done?"

Rob's heart hurted. He said it so low, so sad.

"Nothing." But he had to say the truth. He needed to fix this. "I know your job is important, babe. I know. But we are trying to build a life together, and you are never home, and I miss you, and I feel lonely and..."

"Rob," Alex interrupted. "Listen to me. Right now, I'm gonna make you feel owned again because it's my fault that you aren't feeling it. And when we finish here, I'm gonna call my boss and ask for a free week. And then, weekends are yours. I'm not going to say I won't be answering calls from time to time because shit happens, but I'll try to give you the time you deserve. I'm so sorry."

"I know you think you have to make money to give me this life, but all I want is a life with you."

He led them to one of the stalls and closed the door.

"I know. Now, get your beautiful ass out of those pants."

"Here?"

"Yes."

"Can I suck you?"

"I don't have time for that shit. Turn over, I'm gonna fuck that ass raw. I'm gonna come inside you, fill you up and then you are going to continue to dance with other men, with my cum going down your legs, my smell in your skin and my words in your mind. You. Are. Mine."

Rob whimpered and obeyed him. How could he not? That sounded perfect. With his pants and underwear below his knees, he turned, his hands on the door and his ass ready for his boyfriend.

Alex grabbed his cock and positioned between his ass cheeks. He smeared his precum around Rob's hole, and then, entered him without any warning or prep.

Rob couldn't scream because Alex's hand was in his mouth. He knew Rob was loud, and they were in a public bathroom where anyone could come and hear them.

And that was so hot Rob had to bit another groan.

"I saw you dancing with them. Letting them be near you. Did you forget who you belong to, baby? Did you think I wouldn't stack my claim in you?"

I whimpered. He was fucking me hard, our sking making sounds so obscenes I needed to think about maths to stop from coming too fast. His words didn't help my control, either.

"I need you to be soaked in me baby. To cum with the feeling of my seed in you. I want you to feel, breathe, smell and taste me and only me. You. Are. Mine. I need you to understand that, honey."

"I know. I do. I want to."

He continued to move inside me, sometimes deep and sometimes fast. One hand still on my mouth and the other grabbing my hair, my hips, my ass, my nipples. He touched everywhere, marking me as his, and I moved too, following his cock when it went out and fucking myself in his thrusts with my legs trembling and my hands pushing the door.

"I'm not lasting much more, baby, you feel fantastic and it's been so long."

He groaned, so sexy and low, and Rob was fast to follow him trough an epic orgasm. He felt him inside, filling him, breeding him, and that with his words were enough to make Rob see stars. It was one of the hottest fucks they've ever had.

Is this why people say after a fight the sex is explosive?

"Now, you go out there with your hole filled by me, and try to remember who owns you. Next time you're feeling lonely, come to me and I'll make sure you remember."