Pavel had killed a lot of people during that year.
But that was over. From now on, the only person Zane would be allowed to turn to for comfort was him.
“You’re such a needy thing,” he cooed. “We both know it. Why bother pretending?”
“I’m not—”
Pavel twisted that sensitive bud, quirking a brow when Zane cried out. “What did I say about lying?”
“You’re an asshole.”
“I’m a sadist,” he corrected. “But don’t fret. I’ll only push you past your limits when you deserve it.”
Zane’s dick twitched against Pavel’s palm, but they both pretended not to notice. “Does your brother know how fucked up you are, or am I special?”
“Oh, you’re most definitely special,” Pavel said, “But yes, Ledger knows exactly what I am. We don’t keep secrets from one another. We’re brothers.”
“That doesn’t mean anything,” there was something in his tone, something…Pavel couldn’t quite put his finger on it, butZane held his gaze and the color that bloomed across his cheeks distracted Pavel from finding out what that something could be.
“How long can you hold your breath, Doctor?” Pavel asked, his hand leaving his chest to settle around the front of his neck. His hold there was passive at first, giving the other man time to worry about where this was going.
“Not long,” Zane told him, eyes widening when that hand tightened and cut off his airway.
“Lying,” Pavel growled, “again. And here I thought you were learning. All you had to do was say six minutes. Is that really so hard?” He loosened his grip so he could get an answer.
“If you already knew,” Zane sputtered, “why bother asking?”
“Because what I’m after here is your honesty. This is the first lesson, gorgeous, and you’re not doing a good job with it. Now, let’s try again, shall we?” His fingers pressed beneath Zane’s jaw, feeling the thrum of his pulse. “Did you mean it earlier? When you called me pretty?”
He hadn’t really, not in so many words. Zane had really just parroted back gorgeous trying to be a brat, but Pavel would rather tease him over it than anything else.
Which was why he laughed when Zane’s lips thinned in defiance.
“Okay,” Pavel smiled, “I’ll let you have that one, too. As long as you answer this next one.” It didn’t really matter whether or not he got confirmation this second, not when the other man’s dick was now hard and heavy in his hand. “What did you get on last week's history quiz?”
The curveball question caught him off guard and Zane stared up at him perplexed. “An A.”
Pavel tightened his fingers around his throat, pressing on the sides of the man’s neck to limit oxygen flow. He started slow, cutting it off completely when Zane began to struggle once more.His other hand flexed around Zane’s dick and began to stroke him more vigorously, glancing down when he felt the first gush of precome.
“You’re wet for me,” he said, wonder slipping into his tone as he eased up on the choking.
“I was telling the truth!” Zane coughed and growled.
“I know,” Pavel nodded. “That time wasn’t a punishment. It was a reward, and look at how much you liked it.” He pressed his thumb against Zane’s damp slit, groaning when that had the doctor’s eyes slipping shut and his jaw clenching. “Don’t fight it. Give it to me, gorgeous. Let me milk your cock and show you how bad of a liar you are.”
Frantically, Zane shook his head. “This is a physical reaction. I do not want this.”
“You knew what you were getting yourself into when you ran.”
“You didn’t give me a choice!”
Pavel shrugged, not about to waste time on semantics. “Next time we’ll do this in the bed, but you have to earn that first. Tonight, we’re here to make a point. To learn some lessons. As you can see, despite all your verbal denials, I turn you on.”
“You’re a warm body,” Zane stated. “Nothing more, nothing less.”
“Trying to piss me off? Interesting approach. You’ll have to do better than that though. I’ve got years getting used to what it’s like being in your peripheral. Standing off to the side, close enough you’re aware I exist, but not near enough you care about my presence. We’re going to fix that. After tonight, you’re going to be hyper-aware of me, aren’t you, gorgeous?”
He didn’t expect a response. Pavel fisted him and jerked him off in rapid motions, his own cock growing between his legs at the wet sounds that made. Zane was leaking rigorously now,his precome slicking down his impressive shaft, making the glid for Pavel’s hand easier and easier with each passing second.
