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Onyx still had the temptation to bite down on Dominic’s tongue as it slid past his lips, but he didn’t do it. Instead, he hesitantly let their tongues brush, and he squirmed uncomfortably as his body started to react. He hadn’t expected that, not when he was kissing another man — not when his body still should’ve understood that it was wrong — but his cock slowly hardened as they kissed.

Dominic moaned quietly in approval as Onyx allowed their tongues to tangle in the kiss, then he added a little more heat to his kisses. His breath came a bit quicker as he finally broke the kiss. “I want you,” he murmured against Onyx’s lips. “Can I show you how things can be?”

Onyx felt fuzzy-headed from the kisses, from the exhaustion, but those words cut through the haze. “What… What do you mean by that?”

Dominic returned to kissing Onyx, a little more heat and hunger seeping into the kiss. He shifted enough that Onyx would feel the solidity of his cock, and threads of fear threatened to tighten around him.

“Let me show you how much pleasure I can bring you,” Dominic said quietly. “No pain, just pleasure.”

Onyx faltered, unable to catch his breath. All he could think of was how many times he’d been forced, how many times he’d been hurt, and he didn’t want that. Dominic might be claiming it would feel good — and he had occasionally made it feel good even when he’d humiliated and tormented Onyx — but he didn’t want it.

How could he, after everything?

“No,” Onyx whispered shakily, swallowing back the rising panic that came with the mere thought of Dominic using him that way again. “I don’t want you to fuck me.”

“Very well,” Dominic agreed without hesitation. “Then I won’t. And we can both still feel good. Agreed?”

Onyx didn’t know how that was going to happen, exactly, but Dominic’s ready acceptance of the boundary made the anxiety less immediate. “I’m not sucking you, either,” he warned, for all that the words were feeble at best.

Dominic flashed Onyx a quick grin before sitting up a bit so he could detach Onyx’s wrists from the chains attaching him to the headboard.

Onyx froze, unsure of what he thought about suddenly having the freedom to move. The other witch was trusting him, and part of him wanted to use that trust against him. He’d said he would kill Dominic, and he’d meant it in the moment.

Didn’t he still mean it? Didn’t he still want to?

Of course he did. But that would mean breaking his word, and that meant Dominic would be free to break his, too.

Instead, he chose to see what the other witch would do.

“That’s fine,” Dominic told him, pressing a quick kiss to Onyx’s lips before starting to slide down. “I’ll suck you instead.” He sucked Onyx’s nipple into his mouth to lash it with his tongue and tugged at the waistband of his shorts and underwear.

Onyx’s eyes went wide with disbelief, and he choked out an unintelligible sound, unsure of what to think of the thought of Dominic going down on him.

“Wait,” he said, but his cock was so hard it hurt. Would it be so bad to accept pleasure like that? It wouldn’t be the first time he’d gotten a blowjob, but he hadn’t had them often, and only from women. Never in his wildest dreams would he think that Dominic Bancroft would do this. Never in his wildest dreams did he even want him to. “Why… why would you…”

Dominic didn’t answer, tugging Onyx’s clothing down far enough to free his cock. Without hesitating, he took Onyx’s cock into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the head before sucking him down farther.

A strangled gasp escaped Onyx before he put his arm over his mouth, his entire body jerking with electricity when Dominic took his cock past his lips and… Oh. Oh. Oh, that was fucking good, and he didn’t know what to do with that. His entire body shuddered, and he whispered, “Fuck. Fuck.”

Dominic hummed approvingly, then he flattened his tongue, stroking the underside of Onyx’s cock. After a moment, he drew back off of him and sucked hard at the head of his cock before taking him deep again and swallowing around Onyx’s cock when it hit the back of his throat.

Onyx arched, his entire body jerking with the sensations, and he cried out helplessly. He didn’t know what to make of all of it, and part of his mind was screaming at him to make it stop, to get Dominic off of him… but the bigger part of him was relishing the pleasure. Dominic had said he wanted things to be good, but Onyx hadn’t expected this. He’d thought the other witch would insist on fucking him, or on being sucked, or anything other than this.

How obsessed was Dominic with him, to where he’d suck Onyx’s cock?

He had to grip the sheets so he could hold onto something. With a woman, he’d have grabbed her hair to play with, but this was Dominic, and that was already testing parts of him that were rebelling at all of this.

So he clung to the sheets, whispering again, “Fuck!”

Chapter 9

Dominic

Dominic did nothing without purpose.

Even something that could be perceived as being a more submissive activity, like giving a blowjob, was one that he could use to manipulate things the way that he wanted them to be.

He needed Onyx to trust him, to continue to let down his walls and believe that Dominic wouldn’t harm him again. Dominic had no plan to harm him, but Onyx had to stop fighting him.