The command drops like a blade, and I obey before I even know I’ve moved. My jaw aches, lips stretched, breath hot, eyes burning up at him from the floor. Damian doesn’t waste a second. He drags my curls tighter in his fist, pulls my head back just enough to watch me, then tugs my face forward until I’m pressed against the hard line of his cock through his sweats.
“Perfect,” he mutters, low and rough. “On your knees, drooling on my pants like a dog.”
“Y-yes, sir,” I gasp, my voice breaking around it, desperate.
And then he frees himself.
The sound of fabric shoved down is loud in the storm’s silence, and then he’s there—heavy, hot, flushed against my lips. My eyes roll back.
“Open,” he orders.
And fuck, I do.
He thrusts in slow the first time, just to make me feel it—his cock sliding past my lips, over my tongue, deeper until my throat convulses. My lashes flutter, drool spilling from the corner of my mouth, and he.
“That’s it” he rasps, the words broken, filthy. “Christ, you lookrightlike this.”
The storm shakes the building, thunder cracking so loud the windows rattle, and Damian uses it as cover—driving harder, deeper, until I gag around him. His hand tightens, pulling my head down, fucking my throat like it’s his to ruin.
Tears blur my vision, spit spilling down my chin, my throat working uselessly as he takes me apart. Every gag makes him snarl, every choke makes him groan low, every time I try to breathe he forces me deeper.
“Take it,” he growls, his forehead pressing to the wall above me, his chest heaving, every muscle cut sharp in lightning flashes. “Breathe around it. Be a sweet boy and take your captain’s cock.”
My whimper turns into a moan. I don’t even know if it’s panic or wreckage or hunger anymore—I just want more. Myhands clutch his thighs, nails biting through his skin, and I gag around him, choking, drooling, desperate.
He laughs. Low. Dark. Filthy. “That’s it. Wreck yourself for me. Make a mess of yourself on this floor.”
The storm howls outside. Inside, I’m on my knees, gagging around him, tears and spit and desperation dripping down my face. My cock aches in my sweats, untouched, throbbing, but I don’t care. Not when he’s snarling above me like this. Not when every filthy word makes me shake harder.
“Fuck, Elias,” he grits out, hips snapping, harder, faster. “If I let you breathe, you’ll thank me for it, won’t you?”
I nod as much as I can, gagging.
“Say it,” he orders.
I wrench free just long enough to gasp, broken and raw: “Th-thank you, sir—” before he shoves me back down, filling me again until I choke on it.
The storm rages. My body breaks. And all I can do is moan around him, obeying, desperate, ruined.
My throat is raw, drool slick down my chin, my knees aching from the hard wood floor. I’m trembling, gasping little breaths when Damian yanks me up by my hair.
I stumble, half-falling into his chest, dizzy and ruined. Before I can find my footing, he spins me fast, my cheek smacking against cold wallpaper as my chest slams the wall. His weight pins me there—broad chest pressing my spine, hiscock hard and heavy against my ass through my damp sweats.
“Captain—” I gasp, but it comes out broken.
“Beg,” he growls against my ear. His hand grips the back of my neck, pinning me harder to the wall, thumb digging under my jaw. “You want me to fuck you? You’re going to beg for it.”
I whimper. My whole body jerks against him. My cock throbs, leaking in my boxers, untouched, needy. And I can’t hold it in.
“Yes, sir,” I babble, forehead pressed to the wall, eyes squeezed shut. “Please—fuck, please fuck me. I need it, I need you—fuck, I need you so bad—”
His chuckle rumbles low in my ear. His hips grind against me once, deliberate, cock dragging along my ass through fabric. My breath stutters.
“Pathetic,” he mutters. “Already crying for it. My filthy little rookie, begging to be split open like it’s the only thing you’re good for.”
“Yes, sir—God, yes—” I whine, throat burning, body straining against him. My hands slap useless against the wall, trying to hold myself up, trying not to collapse just from the words alone.
“Louder.”
