[ James's eyes flash, a mix of arousal and anger, eyebrows knitting tightly. He doesn't acknowledge the comment otherwise, doesn't answer it in any way, even though 'fuck off' is right at the tip of his tongue.
He'll live with being called pretty. Even when it's right after Finn's literally choked him with his dick. ]
What do you want me to tell you? [ His voice is hoarse, and he clears his throat before he adds with a snort. ] Good? Please.
[ He likes that anger. He likes that answer, too. A smile spreads across his face, sharp and daring. ]
Maybe I can do something to make it better, hm?
[ His leg pulls up and shifts to get under James, sneaking lower until his calf brushes his dick. He can feel how much James enjoyed that, knows he must be frustratingly hard. Now's a good time to think some options through. Namely whether or not he should leave him wanting.
Mmm, leaning towards no on that one. James is too fun for that. ]
[ Finn should expect no less from him at this point, really. That said, he might be a little too fucking aroused to pretend like he's not aching for any kind of contact, and when Finn's leg sneaks between his, he lets out a groan, shuddering as his hips grind down instinctively.
It's probably going to lead to more taunting, more smugness, but he doesn't give a fuck at this point. If Finn gets him off, he'll put up with whatever shameless remarks he wants to throw at him. ]
[ Taunting? Maybe. Smugness? Absolutely. Watching James so desperate, totally not begging. He's beautiful like this.
Finn lets his leg move further down, pushing up against James and rubbing against him just like that. It would be so sweet to watch him get off dry humping his leg. No, not desperate at all. For good measure, he takes a handful of hair and pulls. ]
[ James lets out a sound that's nearly a growl as his hair's pulled hard, head tipped back, pale neck exposed. His throat bobs as he swallows dryly, and his hips roll down again, a slow, sinuous movement that has him rubbing himself insistently against Finn's firm leg.
Fuck. Fuck him, fuck him for making him want this so hard. He grits his teeth through that thought, fingers twisting into the sheets, but he doesn't say it out loud. ]
[ Finn laughs, though. Maybe he likes them stubborn. Well, that's how he likes this one, anyway.
He considers and dismisses the idea of helping out, of giving him something more. That being said- He pulls a little harder. ] Might give you my mouth if you ask for it.
[ Doesn't even have to ask nicely. Doesn't even have to say please! It certainly won't be the same as what they just did, sure, but Finn's not one to leave a partner wanting either. ]
[ He's definitely that, yeah. Good thing Finn doesn't seem to be deterred by it, if anything he seems to be enjoying it every time James snaps back at him, and he definitely doesn't ease up on either the thigh pressed between his legs, or the hand gripping his hair.
He groans when a tighter tug comes, hips grinding down harder, more eagerly. ]
Fuck— [ He's absolutely not going to ask. Well, not technically. But he does admit to it, because it'd be pointless to deny it when the very words are enough to make his breath stutter and his eyes darken. ] I want your mouth on me.
[ Hmm... Finn spends an annoying second to mull that over. It wasn't a question, to be fair, and Finn feels he was lenient enough. But James is "demanding" something while caught like this, rubbing himself off on Finn's leg. It's pretty. One of the reasons Finn thinks about it for another second. ]
Close enough.
[ He lets up on the grip he had on Jim's hair, his other hand pushing at Jim's shoulder to make him lie back. ]
[ It's nowhere near begging, but it's hard to deny how eager James is for it when he's pretty much humping Finn's leg like a dog in heat. He could easily get himself off just like this, but now that Finn mentioned getting his mouth on him, it's impossibly to take that image out of his head.
That's the main reason he doesn't struggle at all as Finn pushes at his shoulder, rolling over and lying flat on his back. His hand reaches out without thought, curling around the back of Finn's neck. As soon as he realizes the tenderness of the touch, he digs his nails into his nape, and he shifts his legs apart to coax Finn closer. ]
[ Finn appreciates that tenderness for the entire second it's there but would have been startled if it lingered any longer. The bite of nails is almost expected already, and Finn even gives a little smile over it.
But he doesn't bend to Jim's will. This dynamic goes the other way around, as far as he's concerned. Finn's not going to budge any more than he wants to, no matter where those hands go. But he does reach out with the Force to pin down James, make sure he can't do much more than writhe around.
Of course, Finn's paying close attention, making sure he likes this. From what he's seen so far, he's got some expectations. ]
You're going to get what I give you.
[ A bit of a warning as he finally lowers himself, gently grazing his tongue against the head, teasing as he presses slow, open kisses wherever he wants. ]
[ It's impossible not to feel that push of the Force as Finn finally has enough of James's antics and pins him down to the bed. He struggles against it still, but finds it a futile effort, though the feeling of being held down forcefully like this has the amazing capacity of both frustrating and arousing him.
Finn's words nearly make him smile, though. The mere notion that whatever Finn gives him isn't exactly what he wants. It's not like Finn's been that good at resisting him so far, either.
Still, for the sake of their little back and forth, he still curses out loud and pushes against the hold he feels. It's followed quickly by a warm, quiet moan as Finn's hot mouth touches his hard cock, doing absolutely no more than teasing his already sensitive erection. ]
[ Finn will give him what he wants in his own time. Unless this torture is what James wants. Which, to be honest, Finn figures that's absolutely the truth, one which wouldn't be admitted openly. He can't wait to find out what else James wants like this, what else he doesn't say.
He'll find out. They've got a lot of time to spend together. Finn will see to that.
He presses his tongue flat against the head, moaning a little from the taste, before he slowly drags it off. A hand moves between his legs, gently around his balls while he finally takes the head into his mouth.
If it looks like he's just playing with James, that's because he is and he's enjoying it. ]
[ Well, he does seem to be enjoying himself plenty, pretty sure that people being taunted and tortured don't feel this good.
That said, he's not the biggest fan of the slow pace, but he doesn't complain. For now, anyway. Might depend on how long Finn keeps this up, he might try for something more rushed and demanding if Finn keeps playing with him like he's his new favorite toy.
Which, in a way, he imagines he is. But then the notion of being used like this by him doesn't particularly bother him. Each touch easily draws an approving gasp from him, hips shifting only as much as Finn's Force hold on them permits, and he lets out a groan when lips finally wrap around the swollen head of his cock, arousal coursing all the hotter through his veins. ]
[ Impatience from James is exactly what Finn's waiting for. Then again, what he's doing now might as well amount to cock worship, so it's not like Jim's in a terrible position here. All the same, Finn wants to explore his new toy and make him wait.
It's a weird give and take they have going on here. Finn wants to force James to submit to him, yes, but he doesn't want to break the man. He doesn't even want to use him, not really, not so far as James isn't eager to do. Maybe he'll take the time to face some facts later, at least enough of them to make sure James doesn't end up using him. And he would, Finn doesn't doubt that.
But the thoughts are dismissed as quickly as they come, Finn moaning and slowly moving down Jim's cock instead. The head presses against the back of his throat, and he swallows once before just as slowly pulling off. He presses a few kisses along the under side, eyes on James. ]
[ Oh, he's definitely not in a terrible position, far from it. He knows Finn will play and tease for as long as he can resist the urge to give (and take) more, but at the same time, he doesn't think that'll last for very long anyway.
So while he does let out frustrated little noises here and there, it's still plenty clear that he's enjoying the attention, perhaps all the more so when he's pinned down like this. Before long he's feeling the head of his cock press to the back of Finn's throat, a sharp moan pushing past his lips as he rocks his hips, followed by a noise of protest when Finn pulls back. ]
Fuck. [ His arms tug and yank, or they try at least, but he can't really move now. Instead he just groans and looks down to meet Finn's gaze, defiance in his own. ] So? That's it?
[ No, this won't last very long, but Finn's having too much fun right now, evidenced by his laughing. ]
Haven't decided yet. [ He drags his tongue up to the head, still grinning wide, yellow eyes flashing in mischief. ] You could always try to convince me otherwise.
[ He doesn't have to beg or anything. James has been plenty convincing so far this evening. Finn just wants to know what he'll do, if anything. In the meantime, he wraps his lips around the head, laving his tongue over it and suckling just a little. ]
[ Another groan, more impatient than anything else, eyes rolling back in frustration. ]
I told you already, you're not getting me to beg.
[ He can keep trying all he wants, he can keep taunting him just like this, warm mouth just barely wrapped around the tip of his achingly hard cock, but he would sooner spend the night with a raging hard-on than beg Finn for anything. And besides, he's already told Finn what he wants, and like Finn said: good enough.
In all honesty, he doubts Finn will deny himself the pleasure of making him come with his mouth, but even if he does, James would rather have that than giving him the satisfaction of submitting to him. ]
[ Finn laughs before pulling off of him completely, looking up at him with a bright grin. ]
Not asking you to. Just wondered how you'd convince me.
[ Always so intense with him, even when they're having fun. Granted, Finn does like the control, especially over a man so used to power. He likes the intensity, the rough nature of James in general. And he likes the challenge a lot. ]
You don't usually ask for things, huh? [ He mouths at his cock again, his teeth scraping over the sensitive head, before he appears to think otherwise about taking it. ] If you see someone you want, how do you convince them? Or do you just take?
[ He absently goes back to wrapping his mouth around the head, eyes on James while he waits for an answer. ]
Thought my dick in your face and me pinned down to your bed was all the convincing you needed.
[ Sure worked moments ago, so why not now, right? He's not fighting back, he's all but given into it, with no small amount of want on his end.
He sucks in a breath, gasps quietly, shifts his knees apart and tries to arch his hips up towards Finn's mouth, the heat of his breath when he taunts him like that. ]
Usually doesn't take much convincing, [ He shoots back with a sly smile. The way he looks, how charming he can be when he wants to, no doubt that Finn can easily see how he'd have no trouble in that regard. ] Don't tell me you're going to be the first to play hard to get.
[ Aww, that first response gets another laugh out of him. Also, the reason why he's not in such a rush is because he just got off. Thanks, James. "Torturing" him like this is too fun to pass up, anyway.
He tilts his head a little, shrugging one shoulder, pulled a breath away from his cock just to taunt. He could just leave him like this, needy and probably pissed. It's a tempting thought. If he's honest, though, it's not that tempting. Leaving James satisfied is better all around, he thinks. ]
Nah. Those eyes do it for me, too.
[ Said as he lifts himself on his arms, getting a better angle before taking his cock into his mouth, against his throat, swallowing around him. ]
[ It has occurred to him more than once that Finn could easily leave him hanging. What's more, he could just tie him up to the bed again and spend the rest of the night torturing him with touches and grazes, even satisfy himself to the view without ever letting him find his own release. To say that he'd be pissed would be putting it mildly.
He doesn't think Finn's in the mood for that, though, at least not this time. Just for good measure, he tries to present himself as tempting as possible, even if it might make him look a little closer to a desperate little thing, legs spread wide in a silent invitation for Finn to have him however he pleases.
It's not begging, not really, at least not with words. But his flushed cock and deep, uneven breaths speak for themselves.
He's not so secretly pleased when Finn mentions his eyes. They've earned him many favors in the past, especially in this context, and it's nice to know that Finn's not immune to the effects. Before he gets to say anything, though, Finn's lowering his head and swallowing him whole again, and a cry is ripped from his throat as he watches his whole cock disappear past Finn's lips, shuddering when he can feel that tight heat enveloping him completely. ]
[ This time, blessedly for Jim, Finn doesn't let up. He's had fun watching James get all riled up but now he just wants to see him come completely undone beneath him. The crying out is a great start.
Finn opens his eyes to watch him for a second, only catching a hint of that striking blue at of the corner of his eye. Then he refocuses his on his task, getting his hand around the base of Jim's cock while he bobs his head on it, swallowing him down every time he reaches the back of his throat.
That's not to say he's still not having his fun, though, despite this being plenty fun already. Finn stays at a relaxed, unhurried pace, taking his sweet time while James is helpless to just take it. ]
[ The crying out is a dead giveaway of how much James likes it, both the pleasure that Finn's mouth gives him and the fact that he's keeping him pinned down, bending to his will. Far too many thoughts of how Finn could use his powers in this context run through his mind, making him feel even hotter, moans all the more eager for it.
His head rolls back and his hips jerk helplessly, barely moving while Finn bobs his head and sinks down on his cock. Were he any more in control, he would likely mock Finn for how eager he is to swallow his dick, but given his current state and position, he can hardly talk. Instead he swallows the words and closes his eyes, feeling his thighs tense with each swallowing motion around his cock, groaning impatiently at the slow pace Finn seems so delighted to stick to. ]
[ He is a bit eager of his cock, it's true. Finn couldn't really deny it if he tried, especially at this point. They've already gotten up to a lot (much more than what Finn was expecting), and he's still thinking up things they can do. More accurately, things Finn can do to James. It's not like Jim doesn't want it, too. The other man's just as eager for it as he is, if not more.
But he continues to stick to the same pace, languishing in all the sounds James makes. It's part of a power play, taking his time, doing what he wants. That seems to do it for James, not that Finn's going to verbalize such a thing. He'll just keep it in mind while he sinks his throat down around Jim's cock, his free hand trailing against his inner thigh and higher, curious fingers finding his already wrecked hole while he moans about that particular memory. ]
[ Right now, neither of them really is in a position to taunt the other about how easy and eager they are. Not that James could even muster the focus or energy for that, and every time he even opens his mouth, all that comes out is a gasp or a soft moan, lips tucked in and teeth sinking into flesh just to make himself shut up.
But his legs do spread wider, hips shifting only as little as he can manage. His arms are still pressed to the bed, which makes it impossible for him to move, though he manages to at least curl his fingers into tight fists. ]
Let me go, [ He groans, hot and breathless. ] I want to touch you.
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He'll live with being called pretty. Even when it's right after Finn's literally choked him with his dick. ]
What do you want me to tell you? [ His voice is hoarse, and he clears his throat before he adds with a snort. ] Good? Please.
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Maybe I can do something to make it better, hm?
[ His leg pulls up and shifts to get under James, sneaking lower until his calf brushes his dick. He can feel how much James enjoyed that, knows he must be frustratingly hard. Now's a good time to think some options through. Namely whether or not he should leave him wanting.
Mmm, leaning towards no on that one. James is too fun for that. ]
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It's probably going to lead to more taunting, more smugness, but he doesn't give a fuck at this point. If Finn gets him off, he'll put up with whatever shameless remarks he wants to throw at him. ]
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Finn lets his leg move further down, pushing up against James and rubbing against him just like that. It would be so sweet to watch him get off dry humping his leg. No, not desperate at all. For good measure, he takes a handful of hair and pulls. ]
How about this?
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Fuck. Fuck him, fuck him for making him want this so hard. He grits his teeth through that thought, fingers twisting into the sheets, but he doesn't say it out loud. ]
It'll do— I gues.
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[ Finn laughs, though. Maybe he likes them stubborn. Well, that's how he likes this one, anyway.
He considers and dismisses the idea of helping out, of giving him something more. That being said- He pulls a little harder. ] Might give you my mouth if you ask for it.
[ Doesn't even have to ask nicely. Doesn't even have to say please! It certainly won't be the same as what they just did, sure, but Finn's not one to leave a partner wanting either. ]
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He groans when a tighter tug comes, hips grinding down harder, more eagerly. ]
Fuck— [ He's absolutely not going to ask. Well, not technically. But he does admit to it, because it'd be pointless to deny it when the very words are enough to make his breath stutter and his eyes darken. ] I want your mouth on me.
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Close enough.
[ He lets up on the grip he had on Jim's hair, his other hand pushing at Jim's shoulder to make him lie back. ]
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That's the main reason he doesn't struggle at all as Finn pushes at his shoulder, rolling over and lying flat on his back. His hand reaches out without thought, curling around the back of Finn's neck. As soon as he realizes the tenderness of the touch, he digs his nails into his nape, and he shifts his legs apart to coax Finn closer. ]
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But he doesn't bend to Jim's will. This dynamic goes the other way around, as far as he's concerned. Finn's not going to budge any more than he wants to, no matter where those hands go. But he does reach out with the Force to pin down James, make sure he can't do much more than writhe around.
Of course, Finn's paying close attention, making sure he likes this. From what he's seen so far, he's got some expectations. ]
You're going to get what I give you.
[ A bit of a warning as he finally lowers himself, gently grazing his tongue against the head, teasing as he presses slow, open kisses wherever he wants. ]
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Finn's words nearly make him smile, though. The mere notion that whatever Finn gives him isn't exactly what he wants. It's not like Finn's been that good at resisting him so far, either.
Still, for the sake of their little back and forth, he still curses out loud and pushes against the hold he feels. It's followed quickly by a warm, quiet moan as Finn's hot mouth touches his hard cock, doing absolutely no more than teasing his already sensitive erection. ]
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He'll find out. They've got a lot of time to spend together. Finn will see to that.
He presses his tongue flat against the head, moaning a little from the taste, before he slowly drags it off. A hand moves between his legs, gently around his balls while he finally takes the head into his mouth.
If it looks like he's just playing with James, that's because he is and he's enjoying it. ]
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That said, he's not the biggest fan of the slow pace, but he doesn't complain. For now, anyway. Might depend on how long Finn keeps this up, he might try for something more rushed and demanding if Finn keeps playing with him like he's his new favorite toy.
Which, in a way, he imagines he is. But then the notion of being used like this by him doesn't particularly bother him. Each touch easily draws an approving gasp from him, hips shifting only as much as Finn's Force hold on them permits, and he lets out a groan when lips finally wrap around the swollen head of his cock, arousal coursing all the hotter through his veins. ]
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It's a weird give and take they have going on here. Finn wants to force James to submit to him, yes, but he doesn't want to break the man. He doesn't even want to use him, not really, not so far as James isn't eager to do. Maybe he'll take the time to face some facts later, at least enough of them to make sure James doesn't end up using him. And he would, Finn doesn't doubt that.
But the thoughts are dismissed as quickly as they come, Finn moaning and slowly moving down Jim's cock instead. The head presses against the back of his throat, and he swallows once before just as slowly pulling off. He presses a few kisses along the under side, eyes on James. ]
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So while he does let out frustrated little noises here and there, it's still plenty clear that he's enjoying the attention, perhaps all the more so when he's pinned down like this. Before long he's feeling the head of his cock press to the back of Finn's throat, a sharp moan pushing past his lips as he rocks his hips, followed by a noise of protest when Finn pulls back. ]
Fuck. [ His arms tug and yank, or they try at least, but he can't really move now. Instead he just groans and looks down to meet Finn's gaze, defiance in his own. ] So? That's it?
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Haven't decided yet. [ He drags his tongue up to the head, still grinning wide, yellow eyes flashing in mischief. ] You could always try to convince me otherwise.
[ He doesn't have to beg or anything. James has been plenty convincing so far this evening. Finn just wants to know what he'll do, if anything. In the meantime, he wraps his lips around the head, laving his tongue over it and suckling just a little. ]
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I told you already, you're not getting me to beg.
[ He can keep trying all he wants, he can keep taunting him just like this, warm mouth just barely wrapped around the tip of his achingly hard cock, but he would sooner spend the night with a raging hard-on than beg Finn for anything. And besides, he's already told Finn what he wants, and like Finn said: good enough.
In all honesty, he doubts Finn will deny himself the pleasure of making him come with his mouth, but even if he does, James would rather have that than giving him the satisfaction of submitting to him. ]
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Not asking you to. Just wondered how you'd convince me.
[ Always so intense with him, even when they're having fun. Granted, Finn does like the control, especially over a man so used to power. He likes the intensity, the rough nature of James in general. And he likes the challenge a lot. ]
You don't usually ask for things, huh? [ He mouths at his cock again, his teeth scraping over the sensitive head, before he appears to think otherwise about taking it. ] If you see someone you want, how do you convince them? Or do you just take?
[ He absently goes back to wrapping his mouth around the head, eyes on James while he waits for an answer. ]
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[ Sure worked moments ago, so why not now, right? He's not fighting back, he's all but given into it, with no small amount of want on his end.
He sucks in a breath, gasps quietly, shifts his knees apart and tries to arch his hips up towards Finn's mouth, the heat of his breath when he taunts him like that. ]
Usually doesn't take much convincing, [ He shoots back with a sly smile. The way he looks, how charming he can be when he wants to, no doubt that Finn can easily see how he'd have no trouble in that regard. ] Don't tell me you're going to be the first to play hard to get.
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He tilts his head a little, shrugging one shoulder, pulled a breath away from his cock just to taunt. He could just leave him like this, needy and probably pissed. It's a tempting thought. If he's honest, though, it's not that tempting. Leaving James satisfied is better all around, he thinks. ]
Nah. Those eyes do it for me, too.
[ Said as he lifts himself on his arms, getting a better angle before taking his cock into his mouth, against his throat, swallowing around him. ]
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He doesn't think Finn's in the mood for that, though, at least not this time. Just for good measure, he tries to present himself as tempting as possible, even if it might make him look a little closer to a desperate little thing, legs spread wide in a silent invitation for Finn to have him however he pleases.
It's not begging, not really, at least not with words. But his flushed cock and deep, uneven breaths speak for themselves.
He's not so secretly pleased when Finn mentions his eyes. They've earned him many favors in the past, especially in this context, and it's nice to know that Finn's not immune to the effects. Before he gets to say anything, though, Finn's lowering his head and swallowing him whole again, and a cry is ripped from his throat as he watches his whole cock disappear past Finn's lips, shuddering when he can feel that tight heat enveloping him completely. ]
Fuck—
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Finn opens his eyes to watch him for a second, only catching a hint of that striking blue at of the corner of his eye. Then he refocuses his on his task, getting his hand around the base of Jim's cock while he bobs his head on it, swallowing him down every time he reaches the back of his throat.
That's not to say he's still not having his fun, though, despite this being plenty fun already. Finn stays at a relaxed, unhurried pace, taking his sweet time while James is helpless to just take it. ]
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His head rolls back and his hips jerk helplessly, barely moving while Finn bobs his head and sinks down on his cock. Were he any more in control, he would likely mock Finn for how eager he is to swallow his dick, but given his current state and position, he can hardly talk. Instead he swallows the words and closes his eyes, feeling his thighs tense with each swallowing motion around his cock, groaning impatiently at the slow pace Finn seems so delighted to stick to. ]
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But he continues to stick to the same pace, languishing in all the sounds James makes. It's part of a power play, taking his time, doing what he wants. That seems to do it for James, not that Finn's going to verbalize such a thing. He'll just keep it in mind while he sinks his throat down around Jim's cock, his free hand trailing against his inner thigh and higher, curious fingers finding his already wrecked hole while he moans about that particular memory. ]
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But his legs do spread wider, hips shifting only as little as he can manage. His arms are still pressed to the bed, which makes it impossible for him to move, though he manages to at least curl his fingers into tight fists. ]
Let me go, [ He groans, hot and breathless. ] I want to touch you.
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