“What’s taking you so long?”
Eli jumped at hearing Lee’s voice in the bathroom, booming as it bounced off all that exceedingly costly tile. “I was getting, you know, the stuff you wanted.”
“I wanted?” Lee moved over to him and grabbed him by the back of the neck and moved him over to the sinks, pushing him over the counter between them. As he was bent over there, he started to shake, but not in fear. In a heated anticipation that he never thought he’d feel.
“Yes, you wanted me to get them.”
Lee was bent too, suddenly, and his mouth was right next to Eli’s ear. “I could give a fat fuck to have them. I was being nice using them so it would hurt you less when I shove my cock up your ass.”
Eli smiled inwardly. As strong and tough as Lee was trying to appear, he’d revealed himself. He cared. The asshole cared to not hurt him.
“I’m sorry…I’m sorry, Sir.”
He chuckled in a way that held very little humor but a whole lot of triumph. “Well, well, ain’t that interesting?”
Hearing things, like the pop from the lid of the lube, the squish of it, Lee’s hard breathing, he knew what was coming, but that didn’t take the shock. An icy finger penetrated him with no warning, the other hand sat on his back to keep him in place.
That hand was so hot that the heat from it radiated through him, making him sweat, though the tile he lay on was cold. The finger inside of him, it had warmed, but it was soon taken out of him, and more lube was applied. The cold, the heat, the cold, the heat…”
He was confused and reeling from what was happening, but he wanted it. Lee was grunting, sounding like some wounded bear, two fingers shoved inside him, thrusting hard, not giving him a chance to finish a yelp.
His nails clawed on the granite, his sobs choked, and still, Lee assailed him with his anger and his own deep lust. Eli didn’t know what to do, so he went with Lee and what he wanted. After all, that was the point, to give Lee the confidence to stand up for himself.
And the fact it was turning him on something awful, that was just a perk.
After jamming both fingers inside him and holding them there, Lee hissed, “Look at yourself…”
Of course, there was a long mirror right in front of him, but he hadn’t dared look. Maybe he was afraid that he’d see nothing except hatred on Lee’s face, and not the arousal or care he hoped he’d see, even if it were on the fringes.
Then, he looked. He first looked at himself then he slowly moved his eyes to Lee. What he saw there took him completely off guard.
There wasn’t the hate he feared, but there weren’t the other things either. Lee was broken, tears streaming fast down his face, biting his lip raw, and that was when Eli broke. “Lee…”
“I didn’t say to look at me,” he croaked, then moved away from Eli, taking his fingers from him with a low pop. He rushed into the bedroom and Eli rose slowly, watching his escape, his heart crushed.
He went into the bedroom after giving Lee a couple moments to himself, and when he saw Lee, he was sitting on the side of his bed, hands over his face as his body rocked with his sobs.
Eli went to him, kneeling in front of Lee before he carefully moved his hand away from his tear-stained face. “Hey, what is it?”
“I’m starting to…to realize the only one that gives a shit about me is the guy that hates me.” Before Eli could deny that Lee went on, “I’m nothing, Eli. I’ve always been nothing.”
“You’re not nothing, Lee. You’re far from nothing…and I don’t hate you. Quite the contrary.”
Lee blinked at Eli, like he either didn’t believe him, or he didn’t understand, but it didn’t matter. Eli moved up beside him on the bed and took his face in his hands. Moving in, Eli stared into his eyes until their lips touched, and then he closed them, letting himself feel the warmth and sweetness of the kiss.
Lee pulled away, but he was smiling, if a little sadly. “What is it with you? Is it…is it all the money?”
“No,” he barked out on a laugh. “It may be why I stayed in the beginning, but now, it’s a lot more than that. I want to watch you become the person you were meant to be.”
Lee took over again, and this time, he made it all the way through. Less aggressive, sure, less hatred by far, but he had enough passion that it blew away all of Eli's expectations. Eli was pushed onto the bed and told to scoot up to the middle. He did as Lee wanted and Lee was up and over him quickly, heaving breaths coming from him as he stared down at Eli. “I need to fuck you so hard. It’s…I’ve waited long enough.”
“You wanted me for this, and I’m giving it willingly now, Lee. Take me any way you want me.”
Lee was kissing him in a heartbeat, rough kissing that tore at his lips, making him writhe under Lee, gripping his hips, pulling them toward him, begging in that way for Lee to fuck him.
It wasn’t like he hadn’t seen Lee’s cock before, he had. In the dungeon, when those men were vying to suck him, Eli had watched, had seen his beautiful cock. Eli wanted it, wanted the man and he hated himself for how badly he wanted Lee.
“Paying you all this money and never being inside you, I’m going to make up for it now.”