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He paused, hesitant to continue, but something in Toro's eyes encouraged him to push forward. "And the freedom to… um, to act on that."
"Yeah?" Toro grinned wickedly, clearly intrigued by Ollie's confession. "That mean what I think it means?"
Ollie ground his teeth. This was a conversation for slumber parties, not hostage situations. He groaned. "Yeah."
"Well, shit, you coulda fooled me. The way you took my cock… Aren't you a naughty little virgin?"
Ollie's cheeks burned with embarrassment, but he couldn't deny the sudden thrill that shot through him at Toro's words. "You have no idea," he muttered, looking away to hide his blush.
"Tell me, Ollie," Toro growled, leaning in closer until their faces were mere inches apart, his breath hot on Ollie's skin. "What filthy things have you fantasized about doing?"
His thumb dragged over Ollie's lower lip, possessive. "You dreamed of having your innocent little mouth full of cock, forced to take it all? Or maybe," he continued, his voice dropping even lower, "you've imagined being bent over and fucked senseless? That little virgin hole of yours stretched and filled until you're begging for more…"
Ollie's breath hitched at the images that Toro's words conjured in his mind. He couldn't believe he was having this conversation with his captor, but something about it made him feel more alive than he had in years.
It was honesty. Toro had kidnapped him, come all over his face, and used his mouth. He was a monster, a vicious Toscano thug…
But he was more honest with Ollie than any of his own family had ever been.
And he was right. As much as he'd always fought it, there was a part of him that yearned to explore those dark desires, to finally taste the forbidden fruit that had been denied to him for so long.
"Go on," Toro urged, sensing Ollie's hesitation. "Tell me your dirty little secrets, pretty boy." He grinned wolfishly. "I promise I won't judge."
Ollie swallowed hard, feeling the heat rise in his cheeks. "You're right. I've... I've never been with anyone before. And yes, I've had those thoughts. I've imagined… being used. Being bent over and taken, until the rest of the world falls away."
Toro's eyes darkened with interest at Ollie's admission, and Ollie could feel a sudden surge of power within him—a small triumph amid the chaos of his current predicament.
"Yeah? Is that what you want, to be used like that?" Toro asked, his voice thick with lust. "And in your fantasies… What kind of men do you picture filling you up?"
Fuck. "Big, strong assholes," Ollie admitted. "Men who just push me around and use me."
At the way that Toro's grin grew wider, Ollie continued. "Stupid, dumb, assholes. Big cocks, zero brains."
Toro's grin turned to a scowl. "Well, sounds like you're out of luck then, kid. Too bad."
He shifted away, as if he was about to get to his feet. Ollie lurched forward, his heart pounding fast. Ollie locked eyes with Toro, refusing to back down.
"Whether my dad gets me back or not… I'm going to die," he said, his voice steady despite the rapid pounding of his heart. "Either you're going to kill me to get to him, or he's going to kill me for what you've filmed me doing. I want… I want to experience everything I've been denied."
He leaned in closer, their faces almost touching, and whispered, "Do it. Please. Give me everything I'm missing." He shut his eyes. "Make me feel alive, even if it's only for now."
Toro's breath hitched, and Ollie could see the desire warring with duty in the older man's eyes. But as much as he feared what might come next, Ollie couldn't help but feel a perverse thrill at the thought of seducing his captor, of making Toro want him just as desperately as he had always secretly wanted another man.
"Bold words. You sure about that?" Toro asked, his voice hungry.
"Make me feel something," Ollie pleaded, his eyes filled with a desperate hunger that mirrored Toro's own lust. "Make me forget everything else, just for a little while."
For a moment, the room was filled with a charged silence as they stared into each other's eyes, both fully aware of the dangerous game they were playing. But as the tension between them reached its breaking point, it was clear that there would be no turning back.
Toro hesitated, the weight of his duty to the mafia heavy on his shoulders. But as he looked down at Ollie's body, he let out a low growl, desire winning out over reason.
"Alright, kid," Toro said, his voice thick with lust. "You want this? You want me inside you?"
"More than anything," Ollie replied. His breath hitched as Toro's hand slid up his inner thigh, stopping just short of where he craved it most.
"Then I'm going to fuck you so good, you won't be able to think of anything else," Toro promised, his words dripping with filthy intent. "You're going to beg for me."
Ollie shuddered, feeling both terrified and exhilarated by Toro's words. "Please," he whispered, spreading his legs wider in invitation.
