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Maybe Chase should insist upon it more. Or ask Killian to insist.

Chase could imagine that perfectly: Killian stripping naked and sprawling on the bed, ordering Chase to service him. To knead his muscles and massage that muscular ass. Maybe he’d even tell Chase to put his mouth to work, to tongue Killian’s hole while his body was loose and pliant from Chase’s dutiful ministrations.

Fuck. Chase was getting himself hard.

He cleared his throat, digging his thumbs into the base of Killian’s neck.

Killian let out an amused noise as he tapped away. “What are you thinking about back there, sweet boy?”

Jesus. Did Killian really know how to distinguish Chase’s horny throat clearings from the rest of them? It wasn’t like Chase had pheromones to give himself away.

“How was grading?” Chase asked.

“Tedious.” Killian hit a few final keys with obvious satisfaction, then grabbed Chase’s wrist and pulled him around and into his lap, scooting his chair back from the desk to make room.

And he was apparently not fooled by the change of subject,because he immediately cupped Chase’s hard cock through his joggers, nuzzling his nose into Chase’s neck. “Mm. Did you come here to distract me?”

It was a ridiculous question. Killian had told him to come. “We’re supposed to go to lunch,” Chase reminded him.

“Fuck lunch.” Killian’s other hand wandered to Chase’s lower back, dipping under his waistband to cup his ass. “I’m hungry for something else.”

The words were cheesy as hell, and yet they had heat pooling in Chase’s belly. Or maybe that was the rough warmth of Killian’s palm on his ass. “Killian, we’re at school.”

Killian paused his groping, though he didn’t remove his hand entirely. He leaned back far enough to look Chase in the eyes. “Do you know how rare it is for you to say my name?”

Chase kind of did, since Killian hadn’t known he’d been referring to him as Burke for the entire beginning of their relationship. But did Killian mind?

“Should I say it more often?” Chase asked.

“No. I like the rarity.” Something hard rubbed up against Chase’s ass as Killian shifted his hips, revealing just how much the alpha liked it. “Goes straight to my cock.” His hands began their teasing again as he nuzzled Chase’s ear and murmured, “But I’m about to fuck you open, so you should probably call me Alpha, shouldn’t you, baby boy?”

Chase looked back to the door, which he definitely hadn’t locked. He was squirming for real now, trying to escape Killian’s determined clutches. Or maybe to sink into them further. Chase wasn’t exactly sure. “Not here.”

Killian clucked his tongue in false sympathy. “Oh, sweet boy. It wasn’t a request.” He lifted Chase by the hips, moving him to his feet. “Hands on the desk.”

And of course Chase’s dumb, horny body moved before his brain could reason with it. He had his hands on the desk in aninstant, his ass pushed out in a way he definitely hadn’t given it permission to do.

And Killian took immediate advantage, tugging Chase’s joggers and underwear down to his knees, pushing Chase’s legs open as wide as the fabric would allow.

Chase couldn’t help glancing at the door again.

“Would you feel better if I locked it?” Killian asked.

Chase nodded with relief. “Yes.”

Killian’s hand snaked around to fondle Chase’s cock, still completely hard, the traitor. “Too bad. Color?”

“Oh fuck.” Chase thought it over. He could say yellow, take a pause and lock the door before they started up again. Killian would never be angry or disappointed with him for something like that. But the risk was doing something to Chase, that heavy heat warming him from the inside out. And he trusted Killian not to let anything bad happen to him.

Even an obsessive, horny-as-fuck Killian would always protect him.

“Green.”

Killian let out a low hum of approval, and then he pulled one of his desk drawers open, grabbing something from it. Two seconds later, slicked-up fingers were at Chase’s ass.

Chase shook his head. “You donothave lube in your desk drawer. What a perv.”

He was rewarded with the sharp sting of Killian’s palm smacking his ass. “Such sass today.”