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“Anything, sir.”
Hess growled a pleased sound in his ear, and his approval wrapped around Sebastian. “That’s right.”
Hess released Sebastian’s hair and stroked down the side of his face to his neck. Hess rubbed his thumb along the muscles that had just been straining. Then that roguish half smile that Sebastian had seared into his memory appeared again, and Hess pressed his hand around Sebastian’s throat.
He didn’t put any pressure on his windpipe or his arteries, just trapped his head back against the wall and made Sebastian’s pulse beat against his palm. He petted his pulse point with his thumb. “Open your pants for me, Sebastian.”
An odd feeling of gratitude swelled up in Sebastian. Hess was accepting responsibility for him, accepting the control over himself that Sebastian didn’t want to have anymore, and he gave it happily away.
“Yes, sir.”
Sebastian kept his eyes on Hess as he dropped his own hands to his pants. He remembered how much Hess had needed to see his face when they did this. He swallowed, feeling Hess’s palm against his throat, as he slowly undid his button and zipper.
“Good.” Hess nodded his approval before dropping his gaze down to Sebastian’s groin. The hand at his throat restricted Sebastian’s movement too much to look down, but he felt himself twitch and lengthen when Hess’s eyes fell on him.
He hadn’t been ordered to yet, but Sebastian slid his thumbs under the waistband of his underwear and slowly eased them down over his cock. He savored the feeling of exposing himself to Hess, knowing it was what Hess wanted of him.
“That’s right,” Hess murmured, eyes glued to where Sebastian was pulling the cloth down over his sack. “A little farther for me.”
Sebastian nodded and pushed his underwear all the way out of the way. He opened his pants a little wider so that the most intimate parts of his body were fully available to this man who had him up against a wall with his hand on his throat. Without thinking, he dropped his own hand to his balls, but then Hess gave his throat a squeeze.
“Hands off.”
Sebastian immediately plastered his hand to the wall, a knot in his stomach. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean—”
“Shh.” Hess kissed the words off his lips, and the knot untangled. “I’m not interested in your apologies, Sebastian.”
“Yes, sir.” Sebastian sighed as Hess’s hand appeared where Sebastian’s had been, cupping his balls with a featherlight touch.
“As far as I’m concerned, you’ve never done a wrong in your life,” Hess murmured into his ear, his fingers tracing and stroking teasingly over the skin of Sebastian’s sack. “And you’re not going to do anything wrong now. Not while I have you like this.”
Sebastian let the praise and the certainty soothe him. Hess was right. How could he do anything wrong when he wasn’t the one in control?
Hess leaned in and kissed Sebastian gently, sweetly, and then whispered over his lips, “I want you just as you are, Sebastian.”
Sebastian shuddered. “You have me.”
“Mm, I do, don’t I?”
Sebastian heard Hess’s smile in his voice, then felt it against his lips just a moment before Hess squeezed him and wrenched out a gasp. Sebastian bucked up toward him, but Hess pulled back with a chuckle before he could get any friction against his cock.
“Not so fast.” Hess rolled Sebastian’s balls in the palm of his hand, and Sebastian’s eyes closed as he dropped his head against the wall. Hess’s thumb stroked against his pulse point. “You wait for my orders.”
“Yes, sir.” Sebastian forced his hips to stay still as Hess fondled him. It was torture, and Sebastian couldn’t decide if he liked it or not. He got a jolt of excitement every time Hess dragged a finger up the seam of his sack, thinking he’d finally—finally—get to his cock, only for him to have to bite back a groan of frustration when Hess would loop around and bypass it again.
Just when Sebastian thought he might finally disobey, Hess reached back farther and rubbed against his taint.
“Oh god.” Sebastian grabbed the front of Hess’s shirt instinctively and widened his stance to give him more access.
“You like that?” Hess chuckled as he took the opening and slid a finger up to Sebastian’s hole.
“Yes.” Sebastian nodded against the hand still at his throat. When Hess rubbed a circle along his rim, he nodded even more vigorously. “Yes.”
Hess growled and bit the shell of his ear. Then he worked just the tip of his finger into Sebastian’s dry hole. “Goddammit, what I could do to you if we had a bottle of lube…”
“Gun oil.”
Hess pulled back with a scowl, but Sebastian’s hole was still twitching around the tip of his finger. “What?”
