'Covert Desires' Spicy Art 1

Extract from Covert Desires

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“Stay,” I whisper into Nico’s ear, leaving him by the massive Christmas tree, nearly double his size. We decorated it ourselves, this time with minimal tinsel frustration on the brat’s side.

Nico whines like a needy puppy but stays put as he’s told.

When I return with a pair of handcuffs in one hand and a tube of blood-red, non-toxic paint in the other, he arches a brow in question.

“Call it foreplay for later.” I wink as I press his naked body into the hard bristles of the tree behind him.

“I’m yours,” Nico consents, letting me manhandle him.

It takes some maneuvering, but I manage to get my way, cuffing the naked Don around the tree with his hands behind his back.

I know the branches are probably scratching him; I’m counting on it.

He’s not going anywhere, though—these are real handcuffs, not play-play ones.

And like old times, I dangle the key before him, taunting him.

Nico’s still dumbstruck when I squeeze some paint into my hand, rubbing them together before painting his chest in broad, messy letters: MINE.

“One day, I’ll carve you up nicely, properly,” I vow, imagining the letters etched in blood on his skin—permanent, forever.

“Please,” Nico moans, cock virtually leaking at the mere thought. Only a psycho like Domenico Ricci would get turned on by blood, but he’s my little psycho.

Grabbing his cock with both hands, it’s impossible not to stain his flesh with red paint as I move him where I need him.

*Artist credit: @ EB Creatitions

Kiah ties Nico to the Christmas tree and paints MINE on his chest