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“No shit,” I mutter and then groan when he presses the smooth wood against my dick roughly.

“I’ll figure out what you need. I’ll figureyouout.”

“You’re too goddamn dumb to do that,” I manage to croak. It promptly turns into a groan when he wraps a hand around my cock, stroking it lightly. Too light. Not enough to make me come, but enough to drive me insane. Just because he can. Because he knows how badly I want this.

“I’m not as dumb as you think.”

And with that, he walks away, leaving me tied up, my ass and dick sore and throbbing.

Yeah, okay. Maybe he isn’t as dumb as he looks.

Apparently, he’s starting to figure me out.

* * *

He eventually unties me, hours after my arms fall asleep and my cock finally softens. Then he forces me to sit at the table to eat dinner. My ass aches when I perch on the hard wooden chair, but I refuse to acknowledge how uncomfortable I am. It’s like all those times growing up when my father would tell me not to cry. To hold it in. To be a man.

I’m not much of one based on stature alone, but I do not fucking cry.

Unless I’m horny and my ass is being spanked red. Then I sob like a baby. Something broke inside of me then. Something I couldn’t identify, but it was almost…freeing.

I can’t fucking explain it, nor do I want to. All I know is that I liked it.

And so did my dick. It’s been making eyes at me all day, wondering why it hasn’t gotten off yet.

I don’t know, you little obnoxious shit. I don’t fucking know.

I blame Skylar for my predicament at the moment. He is always to blame.

“Eat,” he commands, and I roll my eyes, pretending like the pasta he made is gross. I know my antics are getting old, but I can’t help myself.

“When you gag like that it only gives me ideas.”

My fork freezes halfway to my mouth.

“Does it? Well, you’ll never get it. I’m never sucking your cock.”

He doesn’t respond, just keeps eating, his eyes flicking up to meet mine occasionally. I don’t know what he’s thinking, but if he ties me up again and forces his way into my mouth, I’m going to bite down. Going to bite it right off, like a carrot.

Although, his cock is not like a carrot, I guarantee you that. Probably more like an ear of corn.

I wonder if it is cut or not.

Hmm, things to ponder as I eat my food.

“We leave early tomorrow. Your dad would like us to move to a different safe house.”

“Fine. Don’t care.”

“You should. It’s your life.”

I shrug again, pretending like it’s no big deal. It is. I don’t really want to die. I’d like to live and wreak havoc on people’s mundane existences and continue going to my Warhammer tournaments. I’d also like to bug Skylar a bit more and see what he can do with that spoon and some lube.

I shift in my seat and my ass screams at me, not that I show it. I am stoic. Mostly. Maybe there was a wince thrown in there. Not sure.

“And we need to stop by a store to grab some provisions and a phone. Since you did seem to manage to throw it hard enough to break it. Who knew that was possible?”

“Whatever. I am stronger than you think.”

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