"I want you on your knees," Lee tells him, knowing Connor is talking about
a means of adjustment, but focusing on the idea of fucking Connor that way.
"I'm just going to tie your arms," he says. "So the only one that can touch
you is me."
At the doorway to Lee's room, Lee presses Connor's back into the door
frame, holding him there with his hand still on Connor's throat. "Tell me
you want this," he says, and it's rough like the rest of what Lee's been
saying, but he wants the truth here, doesn't want to take too much.
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Date: 2015-12-22 05:29 pm (UTC)From:"I want you on your knees," Lee tells him, knowing Connor is talking about a means of adjustment, but focusing on the idea of fucking Connor that way. "I'm just going to tie your arms," he says. "So the only one that can touch you is me."
At the doorway to Lee's room, Lee presses Connor's back into the door frame, holding him there with his hand still on Connor's throat. "Tell me you want this," he says, and it's rough like the rest of what Lee's been saying, but he wants the truth here, doesn't want to take too much.