His toes curled, and his cock leaked copious amounts of pearly white fluid onto his belly. He said he couldn’t come but not that he couldn’t touch himself, right? He wrapped a hand around his flushed cock, throwing his other arm over his mouth, teeth sinking into his own forearm as he tried to ride out the most intense pleasure he’d ever felt. It was like one continuous orgasm just hitting him wave after wave.
It was heaven.
Levi said, “Oh, my God. That’s your solution to everything, Silas.”
Shiloh writhed on the bed, stroking himself, knowing he needed to stop or he’d come without permission. Then the game would be over. Shiloh glared at Levi as he just yelled absurd shit into the mic when he could be with Shiloh, letting him come.
“Don’t blame me. You’re so impatient. You just rush right in there and try to shove it directly in the hole. Did you not see how big that thing is?”
What even was that game? Levi was doing that shit on purpose. Asshole. Shiloh picked up his kitty plushie and chucked it, hitting Levi in the head and knocking his headphones askew. He turned and gave him a dark look, picking up the remote and jamming his finger down on the button.
The sound that escaped Shiloh’s throat was inhuman, but it felt like someone had reached down his throat and ripped his soul from his body. Tears streamed down his face, a choked sob leaving him, as he squeezed the base of his dick to keep from coming on the spot.
“Does somebody have a cat?” Levi asked, fighting a laugh. “It sounds like it’s in heat.”
Shiloh couldn’t even retaliate if he wanted to. Noises were pouring from his lips like water, sparks danced behind his eyelids, his toes curling at the pleasure pain of this satanic toy.
He couldn’t take it anymore. He didn’t even care if they heard him. “Please, let me come?” he begged. “Please. Please. Please.” He was sobbing and felt like he was drooling.
Levi ignored him entirely. “Oh, fuck,” Levi shouted. “Behind you. Yes! That’s what you get for being impatient. Hah.”
“Oh, fuck you,” Shiloh cried.
Shiloh’s mouth contorted in a silent scream as that vibration ratcheted even higher. “I hate you. I hate you. I hate you,” he chanted.
He was about to die and his boyfriend was running around killing dragons and orcs like a fucking dork. “Levi.” Shiloh moaned his name into the cotton before he could stop himself, rutting up into nothing.
Shiloh almost came on the spot when Levi said, “Gotta go. Emergency. Peace.”
Headphones clattered onto the desk and then he was pulling the pillow from Shiloh’s face, gazing down at him with an apologetic look Shiloh didn’t believe for a second. His sweet loving boyfriend was actually a fucking demon sent to torment him.
“Oh, baby,” he crooned. “You look absolutely wrecked,” he said as if he wasn’t the cause of Shiloh’s tears. “Your cock is so red. Does he hurt when I do this?” He ghosted his finger along the underside. Shiloh moaned, staring at Levi with pleading eyes.
“It hurts. It hurts so bad. I need to come.”
“Oh, did you want to come, baby?” he asked, as if this was completely new information.
Shiloh was too desperate to even be mad. He nodded frantically, giving him his most pleading eyes. “Yes,” he wailed, tears of frustration running down his face.
The vibrations returned to the low throbbing pulse. “Beg me.”
Another wave of heat shot through him at Levi’s demand.
“Please, Levi.”
Levi licked the seam of his lips, then dipped down to bite Shiloh’s nipple. “You can do better than that. I know you can.”
Shiloh sobbed. “Please. Please. I’ll do anything. Please, can I come? Please?”
“There it is,” he said, pleased.
Shiloh hated how much it warmed him.
“You look so goddamn sexy like this.” Levi fucked his tongue into Shiloh’s mouth, then took it away, laughing when Shiloh chased it. “Did you say you want to come?”
“Yes,” Shiloh cried. “Please.”
Levi gave him a look that melted his insides. “On your belly.” Shiloh did as he was told. “Ass up baby. Let me see your new present.”
