Instead, he leans in. His mouth claims mine in a kiss that's all fury and possession, and I let him take what he needs.
When we finally pull apart, I can barely breathe. I search his face for answers. What I thought was anger transforms into unhinged lust. Lust, need, darker, deeper, mixed with a kind of scorching heat that feels like both punishment and love.
Roughly, he shoves my jeans and boxers down and wraps his hand around my cock.
"Daddy," I gasp on a moan.
"Just like this, moan for me."
I let out another moan as Daddy closes his hand around my shaft. He's rougher than ever before, but I enjoy it. I enjoy it more than I could have imagined. It's like he's claiming me all over again.
"Please," I beg.
"What do you want, boy?"
"You."
"Look at me." I open my eyes. I didn't even realize I've closed them. "I want your eyes on me. Do you understand?"
I whimper and nod.
Daddy removes his hand from my cock, and I let out a needy sound. I hear a packet opening, but I only stare in Daddy's eyes. He told me to, and so I do.
I feel wet fingers at my opening and moan again. I shouldn't be moaning so loudly with a dead body so close to us, in a back alley where someone may come, but I also can't stop the sounds slipping from my lips.
Daddy opens me up quickly, and then he frees his cock and positions it at my entrance. I try to wriggle and push down on it, but Daddy stops me with a hand on my hip. He's holding me up against the wall like I weight nothing.
"I want you to look at me as I claim your little hole, boy. I want you to think about the life you took so easily, and the one I refuse to lose. This is your punishment."
I tremble. "Punishment?"
It seems like a gift. Is this the last time I'll get to have my Daddy? Is this a goodbye? My eyes mist over, and I bite my trembling lip.
"Shh, I'm not leaving. This is your punishment and my promise."
He cups my face, thumb brushing away the blood smeared near my jaw. "You're mine, Sebastian. My boyfriend. My boy. My killer. All mine."
With one swift thrust, he slams into me, and I scream. The stretch, burn, pain, and pleasure are divine, and if this is meant to be my punishment, then I'll take it again and again.
"Yours," I moan as Daddy starts thrusting inside me with brutal movements.
He kisses me with possessiveness I've never known, chanting between kisses the wordmine. He bites my neck, switching between gentle sucking and biting hard. He'll leave bruises, and the thought alone almost sends me over the edge. But I'm not ready for this to be over.
I cling to my Daddy as he pounds into me, as his cock hits my spot again and again. Tingles of pleasure spread over my whole body.
"Come for me," Daddy growls in my ear. "Come for me, sweet killer mine."
That's all it takes for my cock to explode without being touched. I come with a shout, and Daddy follows me, filling me with his cum, claiming me from the inside too.
I'm breathless, and it feels like my soul left my body by the time Daddy looks at me with worried eyes. His cock is still inside me, and a small, broken moan finds its way out.
"Are you okay, little one?"
I nod. I can't speak. I can't think.
I wrap my hands around my Daddy and burrow my head in his neck, rubbing against him like a content cat. Loving the feeling of his still hard cock buried in me.
"I love you," I whisper. I'm not even sure he heard me.
