Ethan knew better than to ask what the punishment would be. Somehow, he didn’t think it would be like this. He could hear the anger in Gene’s tone, and he knew that the man was also hurting.
If he ran away again, there was no doubt he’d lose Gene forever, and Gene couldn’t let that happen.
This was his whole life in one person.
As Gene fucked him, Ethan took the punishment and begged for more.
There was no freaking way that he’d ever stray away from his side again.
That was for sure.
Bet.
On.
It.
With this rough treatment, Ethan knew that he needed this, and he craved it. This was filling him back up, and he was able to breathe again.
He.
Was.
Home.
It wasn’t a place, per se, but a person. Wherever Gene was, that was his new place to call his home. Here was where he felt safest because he knew Gene loved him and would always put his needs first.
As Gene fucked him, his balls were already tucked up into his sack. That anger was dissipating, and he was finding control again.
But if Ethan thought he was kidding…
He wasn’t.
“I’m going to cum!” Ethan warned and was promptly pulled back so he couldn’t hump the couch.
Gene whispered in his ear.
“You’ll cum when I let you. Period.”
Oh, well, he wasn’t saying no to that. Instead, Ethan let Gene rough him up in the best possible way. He was being fucked without mercy, and he loved every second of it.
The demons screamed in him.
Oh, not because of a rosary.
But because of the hero who came for him. They were being fought off in ways that Ethan never expected. Someone loved him this much that he was waging war against them.
Not only was Gene pushing them back, but he was also winning the battle for Ethan’s soul.
“You. Are. Mine,”he demanded, landing three more punishing slaps to his already red cheeks.
Gene knew that there was no doubt that Ethan would be sore later.
Let the punishment fit the crime.
It would give his running man something to ponder and remember the next time he got scared and wanted to play hide-and-seek on the other side of the country.
As he was fucking him, Gene could feel his balls boiling, and he knew he was cumming again. He was sore, tired, and not amused with his partner’s choices, as of late.
