“If… if you want,” he says, sounding doubtful. Maybe he doesn’t believe Colton would want to see something so trivial?
“Yeah, I fucking want to watch you do this for me. I’ll be so proud of you, won’t I? We both know how hard this is for you.Do you want to do this for me, baby?Takethis for me? Show me how strong you are.”
“Christ,” Graham says and shakes his head as if to clear it. “Yeah, I want that.”
“Good boy. I’ll tell you when. Is that okay?”
Graham shifts on Colton’s lap. The submissive is hard. The outline of his cock is easy to see. Not only is he hard, but he’sdamp. There’s a wet spot where the head of Graham’s cock is. He’s leaking for Colton. That’s how turned on he is.
It’s a good sign, the first step in getting the hormone buildup out.
He places the device over Graham’s finger and looks back up, meets his gaze.
Graham’s nostrils flare in fear, and his thighs tighten around Colton’s. Neither of them looks away.
“I want this from you,” Colton growls.
Graham whimpers, presses his finger tighter against the device. Proof that he’s going to be good.
Colton pushes the button and Graham flinches hard when the needle pokes him, crying out like he’s just been whipped. It echoes around the large empty space and it makes Colton want to do more and worse to the submissive.
“Almost done. You were so good, perfect. Thank you,” he says, forcing himself to stay on mission and focus on Graham and not himself or them. He presses Graham’s finger to the test strip. The color change is instant. A purple so dark it’s almost black. Damn.
“Suck your finger. Show me,” he orders.
Graham puts his finger in his mouth, sucks the blood off obediently, waiting for further direction. Just like that the submissive is his to have and use. A little bit of pain and connection and they’re in this together now.
“You endured for me. How good you were,” Colton says, smiling at him.
Graham blushes.
Colton touches his hair and runs the back of his hand along Graham’s cheek. Graham presses close, utterly touch-starved. His levels are terrible.
Fortunately, Graham might let him help after all.
4
God, the things he wants to do to Graham. His dominance rises inside of him and Graham whimpers, feeling the shift in Colton’s intentions, and responds. His resistance is gone. And what’s more arousing than a gorgeous, willing submissive eager to be had?
“Let me help you,” he says, but it isn’t really a question. It’s a command.
Graham shoves his thighs open wider, an instinctive offer, and Colton looks down, watches the patch of wetness grow at his groin.
“You need a hand, sweetheart. Would you trust me with that, too?”
Graham’s cock flexes in his pants—that’s how much he likes the idea of Colton being in charge of his orgasm. Graham presses the heel of his palm down hard against the head of his cock, hips rocking upward to get more pressure.
He’s a beautiful submissive on display, ready to give his pleasure to his Dominant, and Colton wants it.
Colton is going to take him apart. He’s going to make Graham scream in pleasure, he decides.
The door opens, the doctor comes back in, and Colton wills himself to calm down.
She takes the device and looks at the test strip.
She’s not happy. “I’m afraid he needs his shot now. It’s a hard stimulant and he gets tied down for that.”
Graham burrows into his neck, hiding.
