“Stay,” he said, and something in that silky little word fired synapses throughout Roman’s brain.
He couldn’t move even if he wanted to.
Sidian watched Roman’s face as he rolled his tongue over the tip again, letting out a pleased little noise when Roman’s eyes slammed shut. A shaky exhale left his lips, his fingers twisting in the leather for something to ground himself with. Muscles tensed in his thighs as if his hips were going to buck, but he couldn’t move at all. With one word, Sidian kept Roman pinned to the mattress, his obedience in the palm of Sidian’s hand.
Just like a dog.
“You taste a lot better than I expected,” Sidian mused, stroking Roman’s shaft as he pressed a wet, sucking kiss just under the head. “Good news for you, Roe. Guess that means you’ll get to come after all.”
“Th-thank you,” Roman stuttered out, and Sidian grinned at him.
Sidian’s tongue continued its leisurely path along Roman’s cock, and when he looked down at the omega, it was to the sight of Sidian lathering spit on his tongue so he could leave one long,wet lick, his fingers sliding through the mess he made. The soft, slick sounds were loud in the quiet motel room, and Roman had to bite back a moan.
“Don’t be quiet now,” Sidian said, sweet little mind reader he was. “How am I supposed to know if I’m doing a good job or not? You gotta tell me, alpha.”
“You’re doing… A good job.” A shudder rocked Roman’s spine as Sidian licked his cock again from the top of his knot to the tip, using the flat of his tongue that time. “Goddess, that’s—”
“I’m the only god you should call out to.” Sidian stroked down, wrapping his fingers around the swell of Roman’s knot, squeezing just enough to choke a whine from Roman’s lips. “Remember, stay still. Good boys get treats, but bad boys get punished.”
He parted rosy lips to take the head of Roman’s cock inside, his eyelids growing heavy as he eased his way down. The inside of his mouth was warm and wet as he sealed his lips around Roman’s shaft, letting them glide through spit and pre-come. Roman watched Sidian’s nostrils flare as he took a breath just as his tongue flicked up against Roman’s cock. And Roman whined, not very alpha-like, but he did not give a fuck.
Sidian’s lily scent bloomed thick and sweet in the room as he laved Roman’s cock with his tongue, taking it in just an inch at a time, slow and steady. Roman’s entire body tensed and trembled, but he couldn’t move. Notwouldn’t,he realized, butcouldn’t.
Sweet little omega witch. How had he pulled that off?
It was slow going, but Sidian got most of Roman’s cock down without issue until he choked near the base, backing off to breathe through his nose. Violet eyes met Roman’s as Sidian allowed his lips to glide around the shaft, bobbing his head in one smooth motion. And then he eased down again, swallowingthis time, until the tip of his nose brushed up against Roman’s knot.
Fuck. Holy fuck. Roman didn’t know he could do that.
Mischief glinted in Sidian’s eyes as he stayed there for a moment, showing off, his tongue rubbing up against Roman’s cock before he eased back again. Soft fingers massaged Roman’s knot, the little sparks of pleasure making him twitch. He moaned at the sensation, his head falling back because he couldn’t move, couldn’t do anything but sit there andfeelit.
When his hands strained too hard at the belt on his wrists, it yanked at the collar, pulling the leather taut across the front of his throat. The sharp discomfort knocked him out of disobedience while Sidian lazily slurped around his cock, easing off and back down, slowly working his way up into a wet, teasing rhythm.
Roman wished he could touch his omega. He wanted to pet Sidian’s face, cup his chin, feel his throat flexing as he sucked and swallowed. The pretty flush in his cheeks and his warm, sleepy eyes told Roman that Sidian was enjoying it, that it wasn’t just for Roman’s benefit, and that was far more thrilling than the pleasure on its own.
Sidian eased off of Roman’s cock and rubbed his cheek against it, and Roman half-choked on a laugh at the sight. “What? Gotta make sure no one touches what belongs to me, right?”
“No one h-has,” Roman reminded him, but Sidian just huffed up at him, leaning down to run the tip of his tongue over the swell of Roman’s knot.
He was such a tease, and Roman loved every second.
Sidian swallowed him back down with far more ease the second time, bobbing his head in quicker, shorter strokes as he kneaded the sensitive flesh of Roman’s knot. The pleasure was more intense, building faster, the pressure and the slick stroke of his tongue pushing Roman, driving him crazy, but he couldn’tmove. All he could do was watch Sidian, his chest heaving, sweat beading on his forehead and the nape of his neck, groaning as Sidian took him all the way down and swallowedhard.
Violet eyes met Roman’s as Sidian squeezed his knot, and something in that gaze ruined him.
It was intense, not being able to move when he came. The sudden, sharp intensity left him gasping and quaking while he spilled down Sidian’s throat, and Sidian swallowed until there was nothing left, falling back on his knees as Roman’s cock slid off of his tongue. Breathless, Roman watched as Sidian dragged his thumb through the white dripping out of the corner of his mouth, then sucked it clean.
“Not bad,” he said, using the edge of the mattress to pull himself to his feet. “Aren’t you lucky? Maybe I’ll do it again just because I liked it so much.”
“Extremely fucking lucky,” Roman slurred, and Sidian laughed and kissed him, his tongue curling inside Roman’s mouth.
He could taste the salty, bitter flavor of come on Sidian’s tongue, but Roman kissed him through it, anyway. What he wanted was to touch him, to pull his mate close, pet him and praise him and cover him in kisses, but Sidian didn’t allow that. Instead, he pushed Roman back on the mattress, straddling his waist, head tilting to the side.
“You stay here,” he said, giving Roman’s cheek a pat. “I’m going to go get showered off, and then I’ll let you up to do whatever it is you wanna do. Okay?”
Sidian was going to leave him trussed up. That was fine. “Okay.”
“Good dog.” Sidian kissed Roman again, sharper this time, his teeth scraping over Roman’s lower lip until it stung, and then he lapped the blood away with a satisfied little purr and left Roman gasping on the mattress to go shower.
