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A deep shudder went through Haruka’s body, and the fire inside him took Eli completely. Haruka lifted Eli’s body up until he was almost off his cock and then brought him back down again brushing against the spot that made Eli soar. He lifted him again, but this time slammed him back down harshly. Eli cried out, nearly blacking out from the sensation.
Time lost meaning as Haruka drove into him over and over again using Eli like a toy made for his own pleasure, just as he’d promised.
Haruka let Eli’s knees drop back to the mattress, gathered the boy’s hands in one of his own, then took Eli’s poor neglected cock in the other.
“Sing for me, Eli,” Haruka pounded him from behind while stroking him in the front. Eli gave him everything he asked for, crying out as he emptied himself onto the bed.
Haruka fucked into his abused hole, hands on Eli’s hips with bruising force, until he came a few seconds later.
Eli dropped toward the bed, and Haruka followed him down, breathing hard, shifting at the last second so he didn’t crush him. He rolled onto his side and wrapped himself around Eli.
Shadow and fire had combined with soft light to make a nest for Eli to rest in—safe from anything that would ever dare try and hurt him.
“I will always keep you safe, Eli.” Haruka murmured into Eli’s hair.
Eli’s body trembled as he tried to turn over and curl up against Haruka’s chest. But something was stopping him. His hands were still cuffed behind his back.
“Um . . .”
Haruka huffed into Eli’s hair and sat up so he could release him. When the cuffs came free, Eli’s arms flopped to his sides.
“Ow.” He was going to have so many bruises.
His sense of Haruka cut off so quickly it was like a switch had been flipped.
Haruka ran his hands down Eli’s body, moving him this way and that as he examined every inch of his body.
“I’m fine.” Eli protested weakly, face burning when Haruka inspected his ass for tearing. He swatted at the larger man’s hands, but they were brushed aside until Haruka was satisfied Eli was undamaged.
Haruka left for a minute and came back with a washcloth and a bowl of warm water and cleaned Eli off, his gentle hands a strong contrast to how he’d been handing Eli moments ago.
When he finished, he cupped Eli’s bright red face and forced him to look at him. “Are you okay?”
Words like,amazing, brilliant,andcompletely fucked out, but greatjammed up inside his head, and Eli found it impossible to speak. So, he nodded.
Haruka’s face softened from the worried frown that had been building.
Eli found his words again. “The comforter isn’t though. I should have let you pack mine after all.”
Haruka cocked an eyebrow. “I can go upstairs and get it now if you want.”
“Don’t you fucking dare.” Eli punched Haruka’s chest with the strength of a kitten.
Chapter Thirty-Four
Eli
The next morning was not his friend. Waking up was a terrible idea, even if he was having the best cuddle of his life.
“Oh my god, what did I let you do to me? Everything hurts!” Even his toes. Dear god, why did his toes hurt?
“Pretty sure you begged me to do it.” There was a kiss on his head. “You might want to skip class today.”
“I’m not skipping class.”
Shouldn’t Eli not be in pain right now? Like, he was pretty sure being plastered to Haruka meant he shouldn’t be hurting anywhere. And Eli was clinging to him like they were glued together.
But if he didn’t hurt anymore, then maybe the happy little glow in his chest would stop singing as loudly as it was right now. He wouldn’t feel as owned and protected as he did if his body no longer carried the reminder of last night.
