Page 87 of Sycopation
Zavier gripped Ray’s chin. “The question is, do you want to relax, or start now?”
“I want both.” The answer came out before he could even stop to think.
Zavier smiled. “I can work with that.” He snaked a hand around Ray’s back and pulled them together. He was hard—harder than Ray, but not for long. “Go shower, and when you’re finished, kneel at the foot of my bed.”
“Okay.”
Zavier nipped Ray’s neck, then whispered into his ear, “I’m gonna make you scream tonight.”
He trembled and thrust against Zavier. “You can try.”
A pat on his ass, and Zavier stepped back. “Go.”
Ray went. A shower didn’t take too long, but he took his time, easing out some of the aches from performing and trying to calm his dick down, though every minute closer to kneeling for Zavier only fired his blood. He shut the water off and dried himself. He hesitated in his room, but no. Clothing would be pointless. He did crack a bottle of water and drink some, though.
God, he was nervous. Maybe because this wasreal, not them playing around in the bus. The water bottle in his hand was cool against his overheated skin.
“Ray.” Zavier’s voice filtered in from the other room. “Come here, please.”
Right. Ray put down the water and entered the other room. He stopped halfway to the bed. The bench had been moved, and laid out on the white bedspread were a selection of items he’d only seen in porn. Cuffs. A collar. A flogger and a crop. A gag? Yeah, that was a ball gag.Holy shit. Rope. And yes, a butt plug. There was also a dildo that was quite a bit thicker than Zavier’s cock.Shit. Ray took a step closer. Oh god, there were nipple clamps, too.
Something close to a whimper came out of his lips.
“Green, yellow, or red?” Zavier’s calm voice.
“Green. I think. I—uh. You’re not gonna use all of those on me?”
A huff of laughter. “No. Certainly not. I wanted to show you the option, though.” He stepped behind Ray, still fully clothed, and kissed his neck. “What interests you? What scares you? What makes you say red?”
He studied the toys. “There’s nothing I’d say no to. The dildo frightens me more than the plug. It’s massive.”
“Mmmhmm,” Zavier purred into his ear. “It is. It’s something to work toward—a goal, if you’d like.”
He nodded, though the wordssomething to worktowardboth delighted and worried him. “I want the cuffs. I want tied down. I’m not sure about the collar.”
“It does have implications. It came with the cuffs. We don’t ever have to use it.” Zavier slid his hands down Ray’s sides.
Okay. “I’m really curious about the flogger. It’s not gonna be like you spanking me.”
“No.” Zavier gasped Ray’s hips and pressed his bulge into his ass. “Not at all.”
Yeah, he wanted to try that. “Can I ask you something?”
Zavier kissed along his shoulder, licking at the bruise he’d made. “Of course.”
“If I said ‘do anything to me,’ what would you do tonight?”
Zavier stopped moving for a moment, then he breathed along Ray’s skin like he’d just won a jackpot. “You absolutely amazing man. You have no idea.” Another press of lips to Ray’s neck. “I’d cuff each of your limbs, tie you to the bed facedown, and flog your ass. Spank you afterward—so you know the difference—then plug your hole and watch you for a while. Your struggles. Your need. How you move and want and breathe. And when you’re ready, I’d fuck you into that rather nice mattress until you scream my name.”
Shit—shit. Ray couldn’t breathe. His whole body flamed with want and desire, and he wasn’t quite sure how he was still standing, except that Zavier had his arms around him. “Yes.”
“Yes?”
“Please do that. Everything you said. Do it to me.”
Zavier nipped at his skin. “Get on your knees.”
Ray dropped to the floor.
