Running Blind

Title: Running Blind
Author: Midnighteyes
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Vin/Orlando. Orlando/?

ATT: The characters aren't mine, but the story is.... Do not copy!!!

Disclaimer: The characters that are in this story are fictional.. I'm not making any profite off this story. For entertainment only.

Summary: My life was never my own. For you see I was bought and paid for. I never had a say in what he did to me, I was his slave.

Special thanks to my beta, Brittney. Without her my story would suck.

Chapter 6

Shifting through some papers he received earlier that day, Vin’s eyes were taking on every little piece of information that Sean had dug up on this guy Brad. Everything seemed to be checking out. Seemed this guy would fit nicely into his organization.

Now if the meeting went as planned, Brad would take Heath’s place. Frowning, Vin thoughts drifted to Heath; he would make sure he didn’t make the same mistake twice. He’ll have to keep his eyes on Brad until the man proved himself.

Hearing a heavy dong, Vin glanced at the grandfather clock that decorated one of walls in his study. It was past midnight. Vin put the papers back into the envelope and threw it in the top drawer.

Standing up, he stretched, groaning as his tired muscles twisted and pulled. His body still felt the effects of his little activity with Orlando that afternoon. Shifting his robe so that it covered his massive chest, Vin headed out the study door. He had an overwhelming urge to see his angel. As he stepped into the hallway he was met by two of his personal body guards,

“Mr. Diesel,” they greeted in unison.

With a sharp nod, he turned toward the main stairs. His thoughts drifting to Orlando, he knew he hurt the boy this afternoon with his lust. But with everything that happened today, and coming home and seeing Orlando all hot and wet, how he could resist such temptation?

He knew how to make it up to his angel and that was by letting his brother come for a visit. Unfortunately for him, he hated the prick with a passion, the arrogant bastard. The only thing that kept Eric alive was Orlando. He knew his angel would fade if something happen to the arrogant prick. ‘I guess I can handle one night in the same room with the prick for my angel’s sixteenth birthday present,’ Vin thought.

+

As he reached the top landing, a soft, slurred voice greeted him.

“Not tonight,” Vin said, not even bothering to turn around.

“It’s never a good time.” The voice turned into an alcoholic sneer.

“With you, it’s never a good time.”

“But with my son, it’s always a good time,” the voice, said filled with contempt.

One of Vin’s bodyguards went to grab the obviously drunken woman but Vin stopped him. “It’s all right, Tom. This has been a long time coming. You two just go back to your post,” he motioned to Tom and his partner, “I can take care of this,” he narrowed his voice at the woman.

“I don’t have time for your drunken nonsense,” Vin growled after the two guards left. “What do you really want, Sonia?”

Sonia swayed across the landing until she stood two feet away from Vin. She looked him up and down, staring at the massive chest that the robe could not hide. “Maybe it’s you I want.”

Vin could smell the strong odor of alcohol radiating off her. Hell, she must have swum in the shit. Wrinkling his nose, he took a step back. “Sonia, go to bed,” Vin ordered.

“Why don’t you come to my room and tuck me into bed,” Sonia suggested as her eyes roamed the broad muscular chest of her husband.

“I don’t think so, Sonia. There’s nothing I’m looking at that I want.” Vin’s voice was cool as an arctic wind.
Sonia jerked as if she’d been slapped. She should be used to this by now but, as always, it hurt deeply. Narrowing her blue eyes, she spat out, “I hate you, Vin.”

Grinning, Vin stared down at her. “Oh, Sonia, why must we play these games each time we see each other? You know I don’t even care enough about you to care what you think.”

Drawing back, Sonia slapped Vin across the face, sending an echo through the empty hallway.

Vin’s smile dropped away as his eyes turning into two deadly pinpoints. “Sonia, I advise you to get out of my face while you still have yours attached.”

Sonia didn’t heed Vin’s warning as the alcohol still clouded her head.

“You’ve always wanted Orlando, did you not, my dear husband?” she sneered. “Even from an early age, I saw how you spent time with him, buying him gifts, taking him to the park. You bastard, you stole my life from me. You made me leave my husband, then making me put Eric in a boarding school. And I let you!” Sonia sobbed. “I thought you loved me. But it was never about me, was it, Vin?” Sonia said, shaking her head at her own lovesick stupidity. “It was always about Orlando. You wanted him and you used me to get to my little boy.”

Vin glanced around, making sure no one could here their conversation. He was angry and he’d had enough. Reaching over, he grabbed her by the arms and slammed her against the wall.

“Listen here, bitch: you’re right.” Vin’s hateful words caressed her face. “’I’ve never wanted you. It was always about Orlando. From the first time I saw him, I could hardly take my eyes off him. I watched him in the park playing with the other children. He was like a star against a black sky. He was so beautiful, I wanted him. I had to have him.” Vin’s passionate words died off quickly.

Sonia closed her eyes, trying to block out the words coming from the man she thought she loved.

Vin’s lips turned into a sneer. “I saw your happy little family. I also saw how protective your husband and Orlando’s older brother were. I was very close that day to just taking him but the cops would get involved and at the time that was something I could not risk.”

Grabbing Sonia’s chin, Vin jerked her face up to meet his cold blue eyes. “But I wonder, Sonia, if maybe your husband or oldest son had any designs on Orlando. He is after all very beautiful boy.”

“Please,” Sonia cried out as his hands tightened on her arms.

“No, bitch, you’re going to listen since you started this little conversation,” Vin ground out.

Grabbing her shoulders, he jerked her into the closest room and slammed the door.

Sonia stumbled away, trying to gain some distance from the monster she called her husband.

“Now where were we? Oh, yes, we were talking about Orlando.”

“You’re a bastard,” Sonia spat out.

“No, my lovely wife, I’m must worse than that.”

“I’m leaving you.” The alcohol seemed to give her strength with those words.

“Go right ahead. I’ll even set you up in an apartment.” Vin sounded bored. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve had enough.” Vin turned around, putting his hand on the door knob.

“I’m taking Orlando with me,” Sonia said, relieved to finally get this part of her life past her. She needed to focus on building a relationship between her two boys again.

Vin’s knuckles turned white as he gripped the knob. He could not have possible heard what just came out of the bitch’s mouth. Did she just say she was taking his angel away from him? A bright red haze filled his mind. Turning around,

Vin rushed over and grabbed Sonia by the neck, slamming her on the bed.
Sonia’s eyes were wide with shock. She couldn’t breath, the massive hand around her throat blocking her airway. She tried to struggle but with Vin’s massive body size she didn’t stand a chance of getting away.

Leaning down until their nose touched, Vin’s harsh voice echoed through the room. “You listen and you listen good, bitch. Orlando is mine. If you or anyone else tries to take him away, I’ll fucking kill them, and that means you too. Do you understand?”

Sonia nodded. Her face had turned a bluish color. The blood vessels in her eyes had been strained from the lack of air, making them look more bloodshot than they already were.

Vin slowly took his hand away before standing and straightening his robe. “Now we have an understanding.”

Heading for the door, Vin left the room without a backward glance. “Perfect end to a perfect day,” he muttered to himself as he headed towards the master bedroom.

Still lying on the bed, Sonia took the deep breaths that her lungs were screaming for. She sat up slowly on the side of the bed. She knew Vin would be possessive of Orlando but she didn’t realize it had gotten this bad. She ran her hands over her face, the alcoholic haze long gone because of the confrontation. She had no idea what to do. Vin said she could leave, even put her up someplace nice. But how could she leave her poor baby here, how could she let the monster do the things he did to Orlando? She could have her freedom, but it came with a price. Sobbing, she laid back down on the bed. She would find a way out of this mess. She had too.

+

Vin reached the oak double doors that led to the master wing a few minutes later. He thought of how much he loved this part of his house as he ran his fingers over the hand carved doors. Only a select few were allowed in this set of rooms. This was his private oasis away from the outside world.

Pushing the heavy oak doors open, it was like walking into a palace of Imperial Rome. Priceless works of art hung on the walls, small, glittering tiles created mosaic patterns across the floor. Sheer white curtain blew from the windows that lined the far side of the room. But nothing compared to what lay in the middle of the room. His most prized possession, Orlando, was sleeping on the round king size bed Vin had specially ordered. He looks so small and fragile on such a large bed.

Walking over Vin stared down at his angel. The boy was lying on his side with an arm curled under his head. “You are mine until death takes one of us,” Vin whispered to himself.

As if on cue, Orlando murmured and shifted, knocking the white fur bedspread off his shoulders and baring his smooth tan skin for Vin’s hungry eyes. He could feel his cock harden as he tugged off his robe. Getting upon the bed, he slid over until he was next to Orlando. He ran his fingers through Orlando dark luscious curls, loving how they always seemed to wrap themselves around his fingers.

Orlando moaned, shifting until he was on his back. His brows were drawn together as if confused by the gentle touches. To Vin he never looked so innocent.

Running his fingers lightly down Orlando’s chest, Vin pinched a little nub, causing it to distend. Shifting lower he ran his fingers through the fine tiny hairs that led to his angel’s cock. Taken by an overpowering need to see Orlando in all of his glory, Vin grabbed the furs and threw them at the foot of the bed, baring Orlando. His eyes narrowed at the tiny white boxers Orlando was wearing. Vin’s eyes turned stormy; he’d told Orlando not to wear anything when he came to bed but it seem his angel was trying to defy him yet again.

Reaching down, Vin grabbed the skin tight boxers and began ripping them from the sleeping body.

Orlando jerked awake at the sound of tearing fabric. “Vin what….” Orlando’s sentence was cut off with another hard jerk.

“I see my angel has awakened,” Vin said, finally removing the offending garment off Orlando’s body.

“What? Vin, what’s happened? I don’t understand.”

“I’ll told you,” Vin grounded out, his voice hard as steel. “I told you not to wear anything when you came to bed, isn’t that correct, angel?”
Orlando lowered his eyes and nodded guiltily. “But, Vin…”

“Are you talking back at me?” Vin cut him off sharply. “You are still trying to defy me and I don’t like it. Now I’m going to have to punish you.”

“Please, Vin…” Orlando cried out.

Getting on his knees, Vin grabbed Orlando and dragged him over. Flipping the young man onto his stomach, Vin positioned Orlando up on his knees, making his butt was sticking up into the air.

“Please, Vin, I promise not to disobey you again.”

“I can’t angel; I’ve been too soft with you. I need to make you understand that I’m the master and you will do what I tell you to do.”

As Vin’s statement ended, the first slap was delivered. The vast room made the slap echo, making Orlando’s punishment all too real. Then another slap and the next were delivered.

Orlando was sobbing. He knew there was nothing he could say that would make Vin stop. But as slap after slap was delivered, his fear grew. This wasn’t going to be a few slaps.

The echoing stopped, the only thing in the room making a sound were Orlando sobs. Vin stared down at his handy work. Red welts marred his angel’s bottom and dark bruises started appearing on Orlando’s lower back and upper thighs.

Vin rubbed the shaking bottom. His cock was hard as a rock. Looking up, he saw Orlando’s face pushed into the mattress. “Come here, angel,” Vin gently commanded.

At first, it seemed like Orlando hadn’t heard him. But then Orlando gently shifted around until he was facing him. His big brown eyes were full of tears which melted Vin’s heart. He was not sorry for punishing his angel but he could not but feel the effects of the punishment.

“Come here baby, “Vin said opening his arms as Orlando slowly crawled into them.

“I know it hurts, baby, but it’s for you own good. You need to obey me, okay.” Vin said in baby talk but the question was still there in his voice.

Orlando nodded his head against Vin’s muscular shoulder.

Vin shift Orlando in his arms, his massive cock rubbing against Orlando’s thigh. Pulling Orlando’s head up from his shoulder, Vin wiped his eyes and face.

“Come on now, angel, give me one of your sweet smiles and tell me you love me, “ Vin said, a smile spreading across his face.

Orlando’s eyes locked with Vin’s. He didn’t want to make Vin madder then he already was. Orlando allowed a small, watery smile to spread across his face and a soft little “I love you” slipped from his lips.

“That’s my angel,” Vin said, his smile widening, becoming a little twisted.
Reaching down, Vin grabbed Orlando around the waist and flipped them over until Orlando was on top.

Orlando winced as his bottom settles on Vin’s waist. He couldn’t understand how Vin could be angry on minute then playful the next. He guessed it was his fault, that he shouldn’t be provoking Vin the way he does. Orlando felt something poking his backside. Turning around he saw Vin’s massive cock standing at attention. ‘Oh god,’ Orlando thought. With the way his bottom hurt, there was no way he could take Vin now.

Vin’s hands were wrapped around Orlando waist, steadying him. Letting one hand go, Vin slid it under the pillows where he kept the bottle of lube. Releasing Orlando completely, Vin unscrewed the top and pour some of the liquid into his palm.

“Spread your legs for me, angel. I need to prepare you.” Vin’s voice became hoarse with need.

Orlando braced his hands on Vin’s massive chest to steady himself as he shifted his legs further apart. He watched the wet, shiny lube cover Vin’s hand.

Reaching down, Vin wraps his hands around Orlando’s soft cock, stroking it. He was going to make sure his angel found some pleasure this time. Vin’s oiled hand moved in hard, short strokes until he felt Orlando’s cock stir and come to life.

“Only I can bring you pleasure, angel, never forget that.” Vin’s hoarse words broke the silence of heavy breathing that were echoing through the room.

Orlando arched him back. The pleasure Vin was bringing him was unbelievable. His mind was still confused on Vin’s behavior. Orlando threw back his head as he felt Vin’s other hand rub his balls. Orlando stared up seeing his reflection in the ceiling mirror and watched as Vin worked him until all he could feel with the sweet stirring in his lower spine.

Vin looked up as well, watching Orlando’s face in the mirror. He loved to watch all the emotions reflect on his angel’s face. Orlando was so open with his emotions unlike the rest of the world. Orlando couldn’t hide from him.

Vin shifted, pushing his hips up so his cock could gain some friction against Orlando. Sighing in frustration, Vin released Orlando’s balls, reaching around to his finger between Orlando’s cheeks, making the boy flinch.

Vin found the small, puckered entrance, sliding his oiled finger around it.
God he wanted to sink himself into Orlando and fuck him until there was nothing left inside him but he knew he couldn’t, not after this afternoon. He needed to make sure his angel was prepared properly this time. He worked the tight muscle slowly, trying to loosen it up. Finally, after what seemed like forever to Vin, the muscle gave in and Vin was able to sink his finger into Orlando’s hot body.

Orlando arched his back again as he felt the finger slip into him. Shifting a little to give Vin better access, Orlando started rocking his hips to take the slick finger deeper.

“Please, Vin, deeper,” Orlando cried out, searching for something that only Vin could give him.

Vin’s smile turned predatory as he heard Orlando’s sweet pleas come from those luscious lips. Sliding his finger deeper, Vin finally found the spot that would make Orlando fall apart. He stroked over the little bump. Hearing a sharp intake of breath, he started rubbing it frequently.

Orlando was seeing stars as he rode Vin’s finger. The feeling was so powerful he could do nothing but what his instincts were crying for him to do.

Vin pulled his finger out, causing Orlando to whimper in protest. He grinned up at Orlando. “Such a greedy angel I have on my hands.”

Working another finger inside Orlando, he soon had his angel moaning again. But two fingers weren’t nearly enough; soon the third and fourth one entered him.

Orlando cried out as the fourth finger entered him. “Please, Vin, it’s too much.”

“Look at me, Orlando,” Vin commanded sternly.

Orlando looked down, Vin’s eyes catching his. “Listen to me, Orlando, you know how big I am. You’ve seen and felt me many times. You know I have to prepare you. Remember this afternoon, when I took you, and you weren’t prepared? I don’t want that to happen again.”

Orlando nodded, biting his lower lip as Vin started working his fingers in and out again. He had to take the pain. This afternoon was so embarrassing for him. Ian had found him lying on the floor, blood running down his legs. He should have felt blessed that Vin was even taking the time to prepare him for once.

When Vin thought Orlando was ready, he poured more oil onto his hands and coated his aching cock. Looking up into the mirror, he positioned his cock at Orlando’s entrance. He never wanted to miss seeing himself slide into his angel’s body. The feeling of sinking inside of Orlando was like being reborn again.

Vin pressed Orlando toward his chest so he could get a better view of his angel’s tight little hole as his mushroom headed cock slid in. Both Orlando and Vin moaned at the feeling the other was producing.

“God, baby, so beautiful and so fucking tight,” Vin groaned out as he watched his cock disappear.

Orlando’s breath hitched as Vin sank all the way in. It was hard to adjust to Vin’s massive cock even after years of dealing with the situation.
Vin pushed up sharply, sliding all the way until Orlando sat firmly on his balls.

Orlando raised himself up slowly, until Vin was almost completely out of him, before sliding back down, trying to set a pace.

Vin grunted as Orlando moved up and down on his cock. He grabbed Orlando’s straining cock and started stroking, making Orlando arch his back and in turn taking his cock deeper, finally finding Orlando’s sweet spot by the scream he let out.

Their bodies were covered in sweat as they moved as one. Vin’s cell phone went off. Growling, he reached over and answered it.

‘What?” Vin grunted out.

“Vin?” Sean’s stern, cold voice seemed to echo through the cell phone.

Just then Orlando let out a loud moan as he slammed back down on Vin’s straining cock.

“Am I disturbing you?” Sean asked, gripping his cell phone until his knuckles turned white.

“Kind of but it’s okay. So what’s the verdict?” Vin questioned as he rose up to settling back against the headboard.

“He passed on every test we did tonight but I still don’t trust him,” Sean answered.

“Oh god, baby, keep it up, so good.” Vin groaned as Orlando slammed down onto his cock again and again. “So fucking good.”

“We’ll talk more of it today. You’re busy.” Sean’s voice stated no room for argument his mind turning to pure rage. He need to hang up before he siad something he would come to regret.

“Yeah, today, first thing,” Vin said, flipping the cell phone shut.

Throwing the cell phone down, Vin grabbed Orlando by the waist and flipped him over, needing to take control. Grabbing Orlando’s legs, he raised them until they touched Orlando’s chest. He slid back inside, angling his thrusts until he hit Orlando’s spot each time.

Orlando lay on the bed, tossing his head from side to side; the pleasure oozing from every pore of his body, the sweat covering both of their bodies.

Vin’s rock hard abs were rubbing against Orlando’s straining cock. The pleasure was too great. It had been a long time since Orlando had felt these feelings and he wanted to savor them but couldn’t. As Vin slammed into him,
Orlando screamed, his cock simultaneously jerking and releasing his come.

Vin could feel Orlando’s release with the tightening of his inner muscles.

They clamped around his cock, trying to suck him dry. With a couple more thrusts, Vin groaned, feeling his release. He kept slamming into Orlando even after he was sucked dry. Pulling out, Vin looked down, watching his come drip out of Orlando’s hole.

Vin laid on top of Orlando, trying to catch his breath and glancing down to make sure Orlando was all right. He noticed his angel’s eyes were closed and his breathing was evening out. He wore his little angel out. Their time together had been great and he would make sure they had more times like this together. Vin thought about the possibilities as he rolled over, dragging Orlando into his arms. Closing his eyes he drifted off knowing today he would have to set everything up to meet this Brad guy.

TBC
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