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“Breathe through your nose,” Asher instructed, his voice gentling just a fraction. “Good—fuck, yes, just like that. Use your tongue too. You’re doing so well, Levi. So fucking good for me.”
As Levi adjusted, forcing his muscles to yield, he found himself noticing details despite the discomfort—the way Asher’s breathing hitched when Levi swirled his tongue tentatively along the underside, the subtle twitch of Asher’s thighs under his palms, the salty bead of pre-cum coating his tongue.His breathing changes when I use my tongue. His fingers tighten when I slow down.
“Nobody else gets to see you like this,” Asher groaned, hips rocking forward slightly to push deeper. “Only me. You’re so fucking beautiful like this, on your knees, crying with those slutty fucking lips on my cock.”
Levi winced, Asher’s words both hurtful and arousing. A sharp slap stung his cheek, forcing his eyes back up to Asher’s face.
“You don’t like that word, do you? I’m not calling you a slut, I’m saying you’re my slut,” Asher said, breathless as he stroked Levi’s cheek with his free hand. “Now relax your jaw, take more of me.”
With each instruction followed, each small adjustment that drew a low groan from Asher’s throat, Levi felt himself getting harder, his jeans strained as he began to leak pre-cum.Why does his praise make my skin warm? I shouldn’t care if he thinks I’m doing well.
“The sounds you make,” Asher whispered, licking his lips as his gaze bore into Levi, his cheeks flushing. “Those wet, sloppy noises— so fucking perfect.”
Levi found himself experimenting slightly, hollowing his cheeks for suction, flicking his tongue against the sensitive head, noting how it made Asher’s breath catch, his fingers clench painfully in Levi’s hair.
“Just like that,” Asher moaned, his voice growing huskier, more urgent. “You’re such a good boy, Levi—taking it all just for me. When we get out of here—mmm, fuck—I’m going to fuck this face properly. I’m going to make such a pretty mess out of you.”
I want to make it good for him.The thought surfaced unbidden.Not just to survive, but because... I want to see what happens when he falls apart.
Asher’s hips began to move with more urgency, thrusting into Levi’s mouth as his ragged pants filled the room. Levi gagged, the intrusion hitting the back of his throat, tears streaming freely as hetried to pull back, but Asher’s hand tightened like a clamp in his hair, holding him in place with brutal strength.
“Just a little more,” Asher gasped, his control fraying at the edges, sweat beading on his forehead. “Relax and swallow around me—you can do it. Be my perfect little slut, Levi.”
This shouldn’t feel like connection. Why does part of me want his approval?What is wrong with me?
“I’m close,” Asher warned, his voice strained and guttural, hips stuttering as Levi tried to control his gagging. “Fuck, Levi, so good, just keep taking it—”
Asher’s voice broke on a deep, shuddering moan, his entire body tensing like a coiled spring as he reached his climax. His grip turned cruel in that moment, forcing Levi to remain still, to accept the hot, pulsing release that flooded his mouth, bitter and overwhelming.
“Swallow,” Asher ordered, voice rough with ecstasy, eyes locked on Levi’s tear-streaked face. “Swallow all of it for me.”
Levi had no choice, his throat working reflexively around the flood, tears streaming down his face as he fought not to choke. When Asher finally released him, Levi slumped back on his heels, gasping for air, his lips swollen and slick, tasting of salt and shame and arousal.
Asher slid from the table to kneel before Levi, taking his face between his hands with unexpected gentleness, thumbs stroking the wet tear tracks on Levi’s flushed cheeks, smearing them like a mark of ownership.
“Good boy,” he whispered, leaning in close, breath hot against Levi’s ear. “You’re fucking perfect. Look at you—ruined and beautiful, all because of me. I’m inside you now, a part of you. You’ll always have me with you.”
He pulled Levi into a deep, possessive kiss that tasted of what had just happened—salty, intimate, claiming—and Levi melted into thesoftness of his lips. When he broke away, he studied Levi’s face with an intensity that was almost unbearable, his thumbs pressing just hard enough to leave faint imprints.
“Did I hurt you?” he asked.
“Yes,” Levi answered honestly, voice hoarse and broken.
Instead of apology, satisfaction bloomed in Asher’s expression, a wicked smile curling his lips. “Good,” he murmured, fingers tracing Levi’s swollen lips. “Now you won’t forget how much you mean to me.”
He tilted Levi’s head to the side, mouth descending to the junction of his neck and shoulder. His teeth scraped the sensitive skin, making Levi shiver.
“Everyone should know,” Asher whispered against his skin before biting down hard enough to leave a mark.
The pain was sharp, immediate, drawing a gasp from Levi’s already abused lips. “Asher, stop,” he whimpered.
Asher pulled back, admiring the purple bruise already forming on Levi’s pale skin with a satisfied hum. “Sometimes I hate that you’ve done this to me, Levi. I never cared about being alone before. Now everything hurts a little all the time.”
Levi didn’t know what to say. His mind was still reeling with the taste of Asher on his tongue. He leaned his head against Asher’s shoulder and wrapped his arms around him. “I’m sorry,” he said, and some part of him actually was.
“It’s okay.” Asher pulled him into a tighter embrace. “We’ll always have each other now, so we can make each other feel better.”
“I know.”
