Page 24 of The Cursed Sebastian Storm

James pulled Sebastian down on top of him, the cuffs crushed between them. “I don’t know if I’ll ever not be afraid. But I’ll always risk facing those fears for you.”

If that wasn’t the boldest thing Sebastian had ever heard, then he didn’t know what was. But Sebastian loved to push. He loved the extreme reactions he got from James because it reminded him that this thing between them was real. “Then risk it and tell me exactly what you want. I promise it’ll be worth it.”

James closed his eyes. Sebastian let him take the moment he needed. “I want you to cuff me to the headboard and use me. Get yourself off on me. Do what you want with me. You decide. Anything that makes you feel good. I want to be whatever you need.”

Sebastian forgot to breathe for a second. His dick was hard and leaking against James’s stomach.

Maybe the reason James held back was because when he didn’t, he was soul-baringly honest. His words didn’t just sound dirty. They sounded like a deep, exposing need. His request didn’t seem like a whim or mindless dirty talk. He wasn’t saying it to provoke a reaction in Sebastian, as Sebastian often did to him. It was real and meaningful, and Sebastian wanted desperately to fulfill all of James’s fantasies.

“You want me to use you?” Sebastian stroked James’s cheek, and he opened his eyes. “I think I can do that.”

James huffed. “Fuck, you’re hot when you’re smug.”

Sebastian preened. “You always think I’m hot.”

James shrugged beneath him. “Sounds about right.”

Sebastian kissed him, then sat up, settling on James’s lap. He rolled his hips, rubbing James’s hard cock between his ass cheeks. James groaned, his hands finding Sebastian’s hips. “No, none of that.” Sebastian grabbed James’s hands and stretched them above his head. He arranged the pillows beneath James, then looped the cuffs around a rung in the headboard.

He secured James’s wrists, and James gave them a little tug. His breathing picked up, his face red and eyes bright with excitement. Sebastian went back to rolling his hips. He ran his hands up James’s chest, tracing his muscles. This was way too fun. He felt spoiled and was already addicted to the needy way James was looking at him, tracking all his movements.

“You want this to be about me getting myself off?” Sebastian asked as he worked James’s cock, feeling the tantalizing slide up and down his crease and over his hole.

“Yes.” James’s arms jerked like he was trying to reach for Sebastian.

“You sure you don’t want me to spoil you? I could lick you all over so perfectly with you laid out like this.”

James groaned. “I don’t need to be spoiled. But if licking me is what you want, then please.”

If James didn’t want to be spoiled, he had to know Sebastian would choose to tease him. And maybe that was the other reason James held back and grumbled when Sebastian purposely scandalized him. James liked being teased, maybe even enjoyed the thrill of being shocked and scandalized.

Sebastian climbed off James, and he whimpered, the cuffs clinking as he tried to follow.

“Where are you going?” he asked, his eyes wide.

Sebastian opened the bedside table drawer. “Nowhere. I’m just getting what I need.” He grabbed the lube and a condom. Back on the bed, Sebastian straddled James’s lap, facing his feet. The only bad thing about this plan was he wouldn’t be able to see James’s reaction.

“What are you doing?” James panted, breathless.

“If I’m going to get myself off on you, I need to prep.” Sebastian lubed his fingers and reached behind himself. He leaned forward, bracing himself, and canted his hips back to give James a good view as he massaged his rim.

“Fuck.” There was the sound of James trying to move his arms again.

Sebastian pushed a finger inside his hole. Displaying himself like this made his face hot with a burning blush, but the way James moaned as he watched Sebastian finger himself made Sebastian feel invincible. He felt sexy and confident. Like he could do anything.

Sebastian made a desperate sound as he added a second finger. Knowing James was watching made playing with himself so much hotter than when he’d been on his own. He looked down between his legs to see James’s hard cock pressed against his inner thigh, the tip slick with precum. Sebastian’s own cock leaked, begging for attention, but he refused to touch himself just yet.

Sebastian withdrew his fingers to get more lube.

“No, don’t stop,” James pleaded from behind him.

“Don’t worry,” Sebastian said in what was supposed to be a teasing tone but came out more comforting than anything. He slipped two fingers back inside himself and rocked back as he stretched his hole.

James’s hips twitched beneath Sebastian as he tried to find friction. Sebastian wasn’t giving it to him. James let out a frustrated noise. Sebastian wondered if he’d had enough of the show, but James moaned, “Fuck yourself, Sebastian. Yeah, just like that. Add another finger.”

Sebastian whined as his cock leaked. He buried three fingers deep in his ass.

“You’ve got such a pretty little hole.”

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