Lahat ng Kabanata ng Our Perfect Sin; An MMM Obsessive Tale : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Cassian jerked awake to the ropes digging into his arms, yanking his arms back against a rough wooden chair. His heart slammed in his chest, panic exploding through him, no slow drag from sleep, just raw terror, and ankles tied with bindings that spread his legs wide, leaving him exposed in nothing but sweatpants.‎‎He thrashed hard, muscles bulging, chair scraping the floor with a screech. Pain lanced up his arms, ropes tearing his skin, and hot blood trickling down. "What the fuck?" he snarled, voice gravel rough. Last night: 'he had locked the doors to his quarters, the guards had been on patrol, No breaches or warning from the security system. So how the fuck is he tied up to a fucking chair. So impossible.' he thought.‎‎The room reeked of old wood, leather, and that metallic tang of blood, his now, or someone else's stain from before. This had to be his basement, it seems familiar. Shadows danced slightly under dim lights, closing in.‎‎"Easy," a voice sliced the air, calm a

‎Azriel goes to loosen the ropes from Cassian, not without saying, “Daddy, promise not to get mad or get physical after we let you free,” Cassian doesn't respond he just nods his head grimly. As Azriel went to loosen the ropes, he first kissed Cassian, plunging his tongue into Cassian's mouth moaning. The bound man bit on Azriel's lip fiercely drawing blood but that only seemed to entice the younger man the more. Orion called his brother back to other, “loosen Daddy, perv, so we can get his something to eat. Just as Azriel cut the ropes, Cassian lunged forward and grabbed Orion's neck lifting him up. Orion choked and turned red, his veins popping through his skin. Cassian assumed he was once in control but his bubble bursted when he head Orion moan and noticed that the man in his chokehold was aroused, his cock bulging through his pants, rubbing against Cassian who leaned into Orion inn the process of choking him. Cassian let Orion go as he stumbled backwards, from what seemed like sh

The room was thick with steam and unspoken hunger as Cassian dried himself slowly, the rough towel clenched in his fist like a lifeline he was already losing. Water still clung to the hard ridges of his muscles, tracing sinful paths down his chest and abs before disappearing into the dark trail of V leading lower.The twins didn’t leave. They stood there in the doorway, bare chested and unblinking, their identical eyes devouring every inch of him with a patience that made Cassian feel like a prey..“I’m done,” Cassian growled, voice rough. “Get the fuck out.”Neither moved.Orion tilted his head, a slow, dangerous smile ghosting his lips. “Are you?”Cassian’s frown deepened. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?”Azriel stepped closer, the air between them crackling. His voice dropped low, velvet and venom. “You always rush… right after the fight leaves your body. Like you’re afraid of what you'll do to us....the things you body craves and your blood boils to fulfill.”Cassian op

The intense scene in the playroom finally ended. Orion and Azriel sank deep into subspace, bodies limp and minds floating in warm haze. They curled tight against Lucien, pressing skin to skin, soft whimpers and sighs leaving their lips as they nuzzled into his chest and shoulders.Lucien stroked their hair and spoke low. “Good boys. You took everything so well.”He started with Azriel. He picked him up and carried him to the bathroom. Warm water already filled the big tub. Lucien lowered Azriel into it, then stripped and joined him. He washed Azriel slowly and, carefullu, wiping away sweat, cum, and all the marks from the night. Azriel sighed and leaned into every touch.When Azriel was clean and wrapped in a soft towel, Lucien went back for Orion. He carried the second twin the same way and lowered him into fresh warm water. He washed Orion just as gently, fingers moving over every welt and bruise. Only then did Lucien wash himself quickly.He carried both twins back to the bedroom a

Cassian just wanted to rest, lay his head down or wake up realizing that this is all a dream. Even right now as he walked between the twins down the long hallway. Azriel stayed on his left, one hand resting lightly on the small of his back. Orion stayed on his right, fingers brushing Cassian’s arm now and then. Their touches were calm, not teasing. Now the word his best friend had once used to describe them, "watch dogs" seem to be fitting. “You should see what we’ve done with the place,” Azriel said quietly. “It’s still your home. We just made it better for the three of us.” Orion nodded once. “You’ll understand once you see it all.” Cassian wanted to. scream, stop walking, punch something, but the memory of the meeting kept him moving. Their hands on his thigh. Their mouths on his neck. His own cock getting hard in front of his men whom had been taken from him. Fighting now would only make things worse. They started in the main living room. The heavy leather couches he used to