CHAPTER 138: CHAPTER 138: BEGGING

Victor’s mouth claimed him again, hotter, hungrier, until Elias gasped into the kiss, back arching against the cushions. The blanket twisted down to his waist, forgotten. Victor’s hand at his hip slid lower, palm spreading over his thigh, fingers curling possessively until Elias parted his legs without thinking.

The sound Victor made vibrated straight through him. "That’s it," he murmured against Elias’s mouth, lips brushing, teasing, promising. "You know what I want."

The hand on his thigh slid upward, slowly tracing heat through the thin fabric of his trousers until Elias’s hips jerked. His breath fractured, harsh against Victor’s mouth. "Victor..."

Victor hummed low, dangerous and indulgent, and pressed his palm firmly against the growing hardness between Elias’s legs. "Yes. Say it like that."

Elias’s head tipped back against the couch, lips parting on a raw exhale. He hated the helpless sound that slipped free, but Victor swallowed it with another kiss, his tongue sweeping deep until Elias had no choice but to meet him, matching the heat with his own.

Victor pulled back just far enough to look at him, crimson eyes burning. "You’re trembling," he said, thumb brushing against the inside of Elias’s thigh now, a featherlight tease that made his body ache.

Elias groaned, fingers fisting in Victor’s tie until it came loose around his collar. He yanked it off with sharp impatience, tossing it aside. "You talk too much."

Victor’s grin sharpened, feral. "Then shut me up properly."

Elias surged forward, kissing him hard, teeth clashing, his hands shoving Victor’s jacket off his shoulders, fingers tugging at buttons with more desperation than skill.

Victor caught his wrists briefly, pinning them to the couch cushion above his head, gaze molten and unrelenting. "You want control?" His voice was low, reverent, and mocking in the same breath. "Take it, then. But know I’ll take you apart anyway."

Elias’s breath stuttered, the weight of those words sinking straight into him. And then Victor released his wrists, sliding his hands down Elias’s sides, over his shirt, finding bare skin beneath and stroking heat into every place he touched.

Elias gasped, his hips lifting, pressing into Victor’s hand with helpless urgency. "Please," he muttered, his voice raw, filled with desire.

Victor’s smile widened, dangerous and delighted. "Better," he murmured, lowering himself fully over him, grinding their bodies together until Elias’s breath broke into something shameless. "I’ll give you everything, Elias. But first... let me hear you beg."

Victor’s mouth trailed down Elias’s throat, lips dragging heat over the bond mark until Elias’s breath hitched sharply, his head tipping back against the couch. Victor bit down, and the groan that ripped from Elias was raw enough to make Victor’s crimson eyes flare when he pulled back to look at him.

"Already," Victor murmured, voice velvet-dark, brushing his thumb over Elias’s parted lips. "I barely touched you."

"Shut up," Elias breathed, the words half a plea, half a curse. His hips shifted beneath Victor, pressing for more friction, more of anything to drown out the remnants of panic still scraping at his chest.

Victor’s laugh was low and rich, dangerous in its indulgence. "No. I’ll talk while I touch you, and you’ll remember every word."

His hand moved lower, slipping past Elias’s waistband, fingers brushing hot over the outline of him. Elias’s body jolted, a strangled sound leaving his throat as his nails dug into Victor’s shoulders.

"Victor!"

"Mhm." Victor’s lips curved against his jaw, satisfied. "Say it again."

Elias’s chest heaved, each breath ragged, every muscle in him strung too tight. He tried for defiance, for a dry remark, but all that came out was another groan when Victor wrapped his hand firmly around him, stroking slowly like he had all the time in the world to unravel him.

The expensive scent of Victor’s cologne thickened with pheromones, heavy and commanding in the air, making Elias’s skin flush hot beneath it. His head fell back, lips parted, brown eyes dark and unfocused as his hips bucked into the steady rhythm Victor set.

"Look at you," Victor whispered, low and reverent now, his thumb brushing teasingly over the head. "Every time you swear you’ll keep control, and every time..." His mouth captured Elias’s again, swallowing the broken sound he made. "You give in to me."

Elias tried to answer, but Victor’s hand moved faster, firmer, and all he managed was a choked gasp against his mouth. His body trembled, the heat coiling tight, his thighs spreading further under Victor’s weight.

Victor broke the kiss, watching him from inches away, crimson eyes molten. "Beg," he ordered softly, the word thick with promise. "And I’ll let you fall."

Elias’s lips parted, his pride catching like glass in his throat. But Victor didn’t let go, each stroke dragging him closer, stripping away his defenses until nothing was left but need.

"Please," Elias muttered, the word raw. His eyes squeezed shut, his body pushing into Victor’s grip, trembling on the edge.

Victor’s smile widened, feral and satisfied. "Good."

He bent, lips grazing Elias’s ear, voice velvet and commanding all at once. "Now come for me."

The words ran through him like a spark in dry tinder. Elias’s body arched hard against Victor, his voice breaking as release tore through him, hot and shuddering, his grip clutching at Victor’s shirt like he’d drown without it.

Victor held him through it, hand steady, lips pressed to his temple, his scent heavy and inescapable. When the shudders began to ease, Victor’s other hand smoothed down his side, grounding him, coaxing him back from the edge.

"Better," Victor murmured

The moment the tremors in his body softened, Victor’s mouth was on him again, deep and claiming, pulling another broken sound from his throat.

Elias tried to catch his breath, but Victor was already pushing the blanket aside, already sliding him down into the couch cushions.

"Victor..." Elias started, raw, but Victor cut him off with a low growl against his skin.

"You begged me." The words vibrated against his throat, hot and velvet-dark. "Now I’ll take all of you."