Page 44 of Designation Prey

He can see the struggle in his Dominant’s eyes, the indecision. “Alright. I want your cock in a cage.”

His knees weaken and he locks them so he doesn’t fall. “How am I supposed to react to that?” he asks, because he isn’t sure.

“You tell me.”

Daniel swallows hard. His heart is pounding. “Do you have one for me?”

“You didn’t find it in the chest of drawers?”

“I… no, Daddy.”

Liam comes closer, two steps around the counter. His fingers tip up Daniel’s chin so he makes eye contact. “Now I’m Daddy?” he murmurs, voice dark. “Only Daddy would do such a thing to a sweet boy like you, is that it?”

“I don’t know,” he manages, blinking rapidly.

“Are you lying to me, baby?”

Tears fill his eyes. “I didn’t dare think it might be for me. I tried not to look at it.”

That gets him a gentle kiss. “Because you want it? Because you know it’s right for a boy who craves a plug and is in love with being weak? You say it so sweetly. Go on.”

“Daddy,” he whispers, protesting because he’s embarrassed.

“Do you want it, baby? Do you want Daddy’s cage? Do you want to give me your cock? Your pleasure?”

Daniel gasps. keeping his gaze low. He can see the hardness of his Daddy’s cock in his sweats. “I—yes. Please.”

If he can’t have Liam’s rut, can’t be chased and be prey in truth, then at least let him be caged.

Liam moves closer, nuzzles his neck and strokes him gently. Reassuringly.

“Good boy. You’ll be so fucking pretty in Daddy’s cage, baby. So happy, all locked away for me. You’ll know you’re mine, won’t you?”

“Yes, yes,” he breathes, about to fall to the ground.

Liam’s arm slides around him, holding him up. Daniel’s head falls to Liam’s shoulder. And then there’s a hand on his cock, between his legs, squeezing gently.

“Is this mine, baby?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Sweet boy. You’ll come on Daddy’s knot or from your submission. You won’t be denied orgasms, baby.”

He doesn’t care about the orgasms. He cares about belonging, feeling owned, pleasing his Dominant. The cage does all of that.

“I have to have it,” he whispers, and the tears spill down onto his Daddy’s t-shirt.

Liam squeezes Daniel’s balls gently, over and over, until Daniel abruptly relaxes, melting into the pleasure and building heat of his touch.

“When you get hard and your balls get full, it takes up space we need for my cock. It’s such a tight fit, sweetheart, that sweet little hole of yours. It’s better for Daddy if you’re locked up.”

“Yes. Yes,” he repeats, in a haze of submission. Liam sits him down on a stool and takes ice from the freezer, wraps it in a cloth, and has Daniel hold it to his groin while he goes to get the cage.

This is happening now. Right this very moment. Then he’s led to the couch in the living room and Liam opens the contraption. Daniel turns his face into the couch, tears welling out of his eyes, too overwhelmed to even look at the man who is everything to him.

“You are just the loveliest little thing, aren’t you?”

“Daddy, please,” he whispers.

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