“Gods, yes.”
“Then okay.”
Still…
“This will ruin your reputation, Doctor.” He had no clue why he was telling him this. Zane agreeing was everything he’d wanted and more, and yet he couldn’t seem to keep from spelling it all out for him. Almost like he needed him to understand. Like he needed for the doctor to accept the whole plan and what it fully meant.
Where it would lead them.
“After they’ve seen me fuck you, you’ll never be able to leave. If you try to leave me later, you’ll risk tarnishing your family’s reputation. They would never allow that.” Kinky sex was common, sure, but that didn’t mean a man of Zane’s station was allowed to broadcast that he participated in such things.
A sex tape for a Royal? The son of a prestigious, highborn family such as the Solaces?
Scandalous.
“Allowing a friend to pin you down and dominate you would be insulting. But taking your boyfriend's cock…more acceptable.”
“Stop talking,” Zane pleaded. “Remove the cage. I’ll call you boyfriend on camera even, if that’ll satisfy you. Just move this along before I actually combust and die before either of us achieves satisfaction.”
Pavel pushed Zane’s body up the table until his hands could reach the edge. “Grab onto that and hold.” As soon as his order was followed, he pressed his thumb against the fingerprint scanner at the side of the cage.
It clicked open and Zane was already sighing in relief before it was actually removed. His dick sprung free, swelling twice the size in an instant, red and angry looking. Beads of precome leaked out of his slit, coming in rivulets that didn’t seem to stop.
“Came a bunch from having your ass filled, did you?” Pavel chuckled darkly, fascinated as he watched all of that unspent come roll free.
“The dildo.” His comment seemed to have reminded Zane that was still there as well. “Please.”
“I’m still thinking about it.”
“You can’t fuck me if I’m already full.”
He laughed darkly, noticing when that made Zane stiffen all over again. “There’s an idea.”
“Wait. No!”
Pavel grabbed him beneath the knees and lifted, bending his body practically in half to expose his ass to view. The toy was still pumping away, keeping his puffy hole open. It would be easyto pull it free and take its place, and admittedly, that had been the initial plan, but now…
Nothing screamed ownership like being allowed to doubly penetrate a person.
And if technically he wasn’t actually beingallowedto do it, who would know? Certainly no one watching the live feed once he turned it on, not so long as Zane kept his word.
Hell. Zane didn’t even need to. He was already so turned on, he’d let Pavel do just about anything to him, that was clear.
The dildo was secured with thigh straps, so there was no fear of it slipping out while they were playing, but Pavel brought two of his fingers to Zane’s entrance and wiggled them in alongside the silicone base, hissing at the tight squeeze.
“Please. Please. Please,” Zane began to mindlessly beg, and Pavel couldn’t tell what it was for. If he wanted him to stop or keep going.
So he kept going.
Pavel worked in another finger and widened them, stretching Zane open for him as much as he could. Judging by the keening sounds his bashert made, it was both pleasurable and slightly painful at the same time. He kept at it, opening him up until his three fingers pushed in and out of him with ease next to the toy.
He pulled his hand free, clicking his tongue when Zane made a sound of protest. “I changed between sketches. It’s too bad you didn’t get to see. I’m in another of those three-piece suits you like so much. Although, perhaps I should have worn a bomber jacket instead?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Zane heaved.
Pavel smirked. “Good. Then I think you’re ready for me.”
He didn’t bother undressing, keeping all of his clothes on and only undoing the fly of his pants. Then he activated thechains he’d cuffed around Zane’s ankles earlier, syncing them up with the device on the ceiling.
