Until he’d realized that Aneski’s “crush” was more than that and borderline unhealthy.
Maybe this really was what he needed to finally get the older man out of his system, once and for all.
It was incredibly noticeable the second the drug started to kick in. Little Flix woke before the rest of him, slowly rising to the occasion—and not little inanysense of the word. Aneski squeezed himself when an opaque drop beaded out of Flix’s tip. The thought of all of that inside of him…
Flix groaned and blinked, shaking his head as he lifted it from the back of the couch.
“Rise and shine, sleeping beauty,” Aneski taunted, grinning when Flix met his gaze. It was hard to tell with the mask, but he was pretty sure his captive was frowning. “What? Don’t remember what’s going on?”
He pursed his lips and tried to move, gritting his teeth when it hit him he was restrained. When he jerked his hips, his cock slapped against his abs and he paused. “Seriously?!”
“I warned you,” Aneski said with a single shoulder shrug, tipping his head to the left to indicate one of the cameras. He was still slowly pumping himself, and a fresh wave of lust washed over him when Flix’s gaze lowered and landed on him there. “Don’t worry, pretty soon you won’t be able to focus enough to think or complain. That’s how this particular drug works.”
He’d have Flix desperate and needy for him. The same way he’d always been.
The Brumal member gulped, and Aneski watched the movement of his throat muscles. If he wasn’t afraid of being bitten, it’d be tempting to pull Flix’s head down and force his mouth to take him.
Just picturing it had Aneski moaning. Good Light, his films tended to be just over an hour long, but he didn’t know how he was going to last at this point. Maybe he’d have to film more later.
The idea of this not being one round but a couple…
“I need you inside of me,” he announced, dropping to his knees, ignoring the way Flix tried to flinch back. Since he couldn’t shove his dick inside the other man’s mouth…Aneski’s tongue flicked out, lapping at the engorged tip of Flix’s cock. “Don’t you need that too?”
“I—” His head fell back when Aneski wrapped his lips around his crown and sucked. “Stop. I can’t—”
“Focus?” Aneski tsked. “You don’t need to. Just sit back and take it like a good boy, yeah?”
Flix’s shoulders tensed at that, clearly annoyed. “What did you just call me?”
“What?” He batted his lashes behind the mask in mock innocence and leaned back in, trailing the tip of his tongue on the underside of his cock. The salty flavor had him shifting closer and resting both hands on Flix’s thighs. He nuzzled at him and then nipped at it, light enough so it wouldn’t hurt.
Flix growled in warning anyway.
“Do you even know who I am?” Aneski asked, sliding one hand lower so he could cup Flix’s heavy sack. “Know who you’re about to fuck?”
“Do you?” Flix’s words slurred slightly, and his pupils dilated.
“After tonight, I’ll be your bed partner.” That was all he needed to focus on at the moment. Forget the past and thefuture. Just concentrate on the present and the feel of Flix’s burning cock against his tongue. The way the Brumal’s thigh muscles strained and his breath hitched.
The only other time they’d done this had been so different in comparison. Aneski hadn’t had the chance to pay attention, to take it all in. He wasn’t going to blow this opportunity for a redo.
“If you beg me to be nice to you, I can be,” Aneski found himself saying, lapping at Flix’s cock continuously, enjoying the warmth radiating off his body.
“You’re going to regret this,” Flix proclaimed, but Ani had heard enough of that already.
Aneski took him in as far as he could go, groaning when his cockhead stretched his lips and bumped roughly against the back of his throat. The discomfort was part of the pleasure, and when Flix tossed his head back and gasped, that only spurred him on further.
He’d been praised in the past for his skills, and putting on a good show was a part of why he was doing this, but it wasn’t the only reason. It wasn’t long before the cameras and his original motive bled into the background, sucked up by the recesses of his mind. His own dick leaked between his legs, dripping all over the cement floors, the anticipation causing his entire body to feel like it was about to spontaneously combust.
The anger was still there, bubbling just beneath the surface, as well as the hurt he’d carried these past few years, but at the moment, all Aneski could seem to care about was scratching the tormenting itch.
He pulled off and climbed into Flix’s lap hurriedly, sliding his palms over the toned plains of the older man’s chest, feeling him up all over like a man possessed.
“Did you happen to accidentally drug yourself, too?” Flix asked, the comment meant as an insult.
Aneski merely shook his head. “This is just what you do to me. It’s what you’ve always done.”
“Don’t be so dramatic. Aren’t you even remotely ashamed of what you’re doing?”
