Another anxiety-inducing silence almost made me turn around, but before I could move, Sagitta shoved me against the wall. I gasped as my nipples collided with the cold surface. They got hard, which felt odd and uncomfortable, but also weirdly good.
Sagitta’s warm hands roamed possessively down my sides. I felt his bare chest press into my back, sandwiching me between his body and the wall.
“Chase,” he growled. “You’ve said some stupid things before, but that is truly the stupidest.”
I blushed. I didn’t think it wasthatstupid.
“Huh?” I squeaked. “What d’you mean?”
I bit back another gasp as his hands slithered down my hipbones, then inward in a V-shape. They were dangerously close to my dick. I didn’t finish after I sucked him off in bed, thinking the shower would be enough to make me sane again. But now, I was getting hard again fast.
“What do you think?” Sagitta demanded. His fingers slid through my patch of hair, making me squirm.
“I don’t know,” I admitted in a pathetic mewl. Right now, I couldn’t really think at all. Not with him touching me. Not with all the blood rushing down, away from my head.
“First of all,” Sagitta growled as he pressed closer into my back. I was so close to the wall that my cheek squished against it. “Do you think I’m that gullible? That I, a professional exorcist, couldn’t see through a demon’s lie?”
I inhaled a shaky breath. Being pinned in this compromising position got me hot and bothered faster than I’d realized.
“No,” I mewled.
“And even if Ididfall for the demon’s lie, you don’t think I could tell you two apart? It’s beyond obvious when you’re you, versus when the demon is speaking through your mouth.”
It took me a second to register what he was saying because while he spoke, his index finger and thumb wrapped around the base of my cock.
“Uh huh,” I agreed dumbly.
“What did I just say?”
“Huh...?”
Sagitta leaned his weight deeper into my back. “Repeat what I just said.”
I blushed harder and my cock throbbed in Sagitta’s grip. I was too horny to be interrogated right now.
“You... can tell when I’m me,” I murmured with my lips smeared into the wall.
“That’s right,” he confirmed.
As if praising me, he gave my cock a languid pump. The wall muffled my moan. When my legs started trembling, I was grateful that Sagitta’s body held me upright.
“And?” he prompted.
My dick felt too good. My mind was totally blank. “Um... You recognize me?”
I heard the smirk in Sagitta’s soft laugh. “Yes, Chase. Good boy.”
The last remaining scraps of my brain melted into a puddle. I whimpered against the wall as Sagitta’s hand worked my cock in slow, deliberate motions. The cresting pleasure nearly made me cry out. Accidentally edging myself earlier was a huge mistake. I felt ready to burst at the slightest touch.
Then I made a second mistake. Curious, I glanced down and saw Sagitta’s hand wrapped around my flushed cock. I bit my lip, clenching my eyes shut before I blew my load instantly.
His hand stopped moving.
“Why?” I whined.
“Do you remember what we just talked about?”
I groaned in frustration. “Yes. And you’re mean for teasing me.”
