Zane lifted a brow. “You don’t even know what we’re doing yet.”
“Terms.” He might not know what the game was, but he sure as hell knew what he wanted if he won.
Whenhe won.
“All right,” Zane agreed. “You fail and I get to walk away. From here on out, we only interact if I want to.”
Which meant they wouldn’t interact ever. More than half the allure was being chased. Zane liked being hunted down, no matter what lies he told himself or others. Without that, without Pavel nipping at his heels, he wouldn’t give him the time of day.
It wasn’t a good deal, however…
“If you want me to give up everything if I lose, then you have to be willing to do the same,” Pavel said.
Zane considered and then hummed an agreement. “Sure.”
“When I win, I get to touch you whenever I please, wherever I please. It doesn’t matter who else is there, you don’t get to stop me or tell me no. You give yourself to me, completely. You let yourself be mine.”
“For how long?” He shifted on his feet, the only sign he gave that he was uncertain all of a sudden.
Too late for that.
“Forever.”
“I’ll adjust my expectations if you’ll do the same,” Zane offered. “When I win—”
“If, gorgeous,” he corrected, “and you wouldn’t be changing things if you were confident that you were going to.”
“I win,” he stated, “and you have to leave me alone for six months.”
They’d graduate by then. Was he trying to buy himself time, or just worried he wouldn’t be able to focus on his studies? Did he think Pavel would try to prevent him from achieving his lifelong dream? He would never.
“Too long.” Pavel thought it over. “One month.”
That wasn’t a lot of time, but surely it would help sway Zane since it’d also give him peace of mind about his studies. A month of being hunted every night and fucked in every way possible wasn’t going to destroy his perfect record.
“I win,” Pavel said, “and you give yourself to me for one month. You win, I don’t contact you for that long. Do we have a deal?”
That was also long enough for him to come up with another way to chain the doctor to his side. To show him how perfect they were going to be together and make it so the otherman didn’t want to leave even if the front door was unlocked and wide open.
Zane nodded. “Deal.”
Pavel sat down in the center of the couch. “So, tell me what we’re doing here, gorgeous. How do I prove myself?”
All at once, his confidence returned and the vicious look he set on Pavel next almost had him questioning his choice to play along without hearing the game rules first.
“You watch,” Zane said, setting the toy on the table before stripping out of his shirt. He dropped it casually to the ground and reached for the fly of his jeans. “You sit there, and you watch, and you do nothing else.”
His mouth went dry when Zane pulled down his pants and exposed his semi-hard cock. “Wait.” He frowned. “What?”
“You heard me.” Zane grabbed the dildo and the bag and came closer, stopping a few feet away from the tips of Pavel’s boots. He dropped the bag with a thud and stared him down. “You touch me, you lose. You touch yourself, you lose. You come?” He clicked his tongue, far too pleased with himself. “Think you can manage all of that,gorgeous?”
Barely.
Self-restraint was so far down on his list now that he’d already allowed himself a taste of Zane. But…
He couldn’t lose.
“The first thing I’m going to order you to do is come up with your own nickname for me,” Pavel promised, leaning back against the seat. He swept a palm out goadingly. “Ready whenever you are, Doctor.”
