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Onyx let out a strangled sound. “Dominic!” he whined, but he’d gotten the hint. As difficult as it was, he let those soft sounds escape, even as he squeezed his eyes more tightly shut.

“More,” Dominic ordered again.

Fuck.

Onyx didn’t want to give Dominic what he wanted, but Dominic was holding his release hostage, and he wasn’t going to let Onyx have it until he gave in. Dominic wouldn’t stop, either; he would keep edging him until he got what he wanted.

So he stopped holding back his sounds, even though they were still quiet, more hesitant, because he was so embarrassed to be getting off from Dominic fucking his hole with the plug alone.

“Good,” Dominic whispered. “Give me all of it.”

He started stroking Onyx’s cock with quick motions, twisting the plug inside of him.

Onyx gasped, and a cry did escape him then, unfettered and loud, as the strokes and the plug together worked to bring him closer to the edge again. He whined, not wanting to be denied again, and he bucked, trying to drive himself onto the plug before he caught himself.

Oh, fuck, what the hell was he doing?

“Come. Now.”

Onyx didn’t want to come on command, not like that, not like that, but his body was already so close, and being given permission did something to him that he didn’t understand. He let out another strangled sound as his climax slammed into him.

The pleasure was dizzying, going straight to his head, and he lay back, panting as he struggled to catch his breath again.

Fuck. Fuck.

“Good,” Dominic hummed. He continued to stroke Onyx through his release, making small movements with the plug until Onyx was drained and panting.

Onyx whined when the sensations became too intense, and he shook his head, grabbing Dominic’s wrist to push his hand back away from his cock. He collapsed back against the bed, trying to catch his breath as Dominic pulled the plug out. He didn’t look up at Dominic’s body, not wanting to see the erection he knew the other witch would be sporting.

He guessed that this did count as “using” Dominic, and he was starting to wonder if it was just a kink or if there was something more to it.

Dominic tossed the plug onto his nightstand and cleaned his hand off before he got under the covers, drawing Onyx back against his chest and wrapped up in his arms. He buried his face in Onyx’s hair and breathed in deep. “Get some sleep."

Onyx was exhausted in the wake of being edged within an inch of his life and back, and he nodded, resting against Dominic. He could still feel the other witch’s hard cock against him, but as long as he didn’t move to do anything about it, it would be fine.

It took time, but he finally fell asleep while in Dominic’s arms.

Chapter 32

Dominic

“Dominic?” Onyx asked, rousing Dominic with a light shake of the arm. “When are we leaving?”

Still mostly asleep, Dominic murmured, “Mmm?” Half-asleep, or rather closer to fully asleep, it took him a moment to properly absorb the question. He leaned in to give Onyx a kiss, letting it linger. “Early afternoon,” he replied when the words fully reached his waking mind.

“Can’t we go earlier?” Onyx wheedled. “Why so late?”

Dominic’s hand went to Onyx’s hip, and he pulled the younger witch closer… not that there was much closer he could get, if any at all, but he gave Onyx another kiss. “Have to finish some work first.”

“Could you be persuaded to finish the work after?” Onyx's hand slid between their bodies and rested between their stomachs, just above anywhere interesting.

Dominic hummed in definite interest. The final review of the project proposal deadline wasn’t for another day, and it was possible he could get it done afterwards… provided that Onyx didn’t have another explosive response to being re-collared again. “I’m open to negotiation."

“Are you really, or are you just saying that?” Onyx asked suspiciously, but his hand slid down a little farther, brushing the base of Dominic’s cock.

Dominic hissed in a soft breath as Onyx’s hand teased him. “What is your proposal?” He shifted to allow Onyx a little more space.

Onyx slid his hand down farther still, gripping Dominic’s cock and slowly stroking it. “I… I’ll get you off?” he ventured.