Novels by Aris_X

I leaned in closer again, my tongue darting out to trace Leon's neck, tasting the sweat on his neck but he stiffened beneath me, his muscles coiling, and before I could do it again, his hands gripped my shoulders and shoved me hard. I hit the floor with a thud, the tiles rough against my back and breath knocked out of me. What an asshole. Did he hate me that much? I was furious, but I swallowed it down, forcing my body to move. I scrambled forward on my hands and knees, reaching him just as he started to stand up, my palms pressing against his thighs to pin him back on the chair. .We locked eyes, the air thick with tension, his left eye twitching, which was a sign that I was pushing too far and his patience was wearing thin. I was scared and his stare was making it worse. It was dark and unrelenting but the fact that I wanted to prove him wrong wouldn't let me retreat. I'd started this game, to push through his walls, and I was damn well going to finish it. Seeing him annoyed,

“Disgusting?” I asked, unable to hide the shock in my voice.A bitter scoff escaped me as I dragged a hand through my hair, my stomach twisting painfully. I was hurt, clearly so and I hated that he could see it.“Yes,” Leon said flatly. “It was disgusting because I’m not gay.”I stared at him, disbelief flashing through me before anger took over.“You expect me to believe that?” I shot back. “When you’ve been sucking my dick several times a week?” My voice rose despite the fact that I didn't want it to. “I know who you are, Leon. You’re not the kind of person who puts himself in a position that doesn’t benefit him. If it truly disgusted you, you wouldn’t keep sucking my dick. So don’t insult my intelligence by lying to my face. I don't need you to feed me with your bullshit.”The words were already out of my mouth before I could stop them. I knew I was crossing a line, I knew it the moment I saw his expression change. He had been drinking, and I shouldn’t have talked to him the way I

I should have stood up and left. I knew that but I didn’t.I stayed where I was and looked up at Leon. It wasn’t like I wanted to keep staring at him, but some pathetic part of me was waiting for him to say something. Anything.To tell me I did well and to tell me that I was getting better.I didn’t understand why his approval mattered so much, but I needed it. I needed to hear it from him, needed to know that I wasn’t completely useless in his eyes.Of course, I didn’t get what I wanted.“Are you going to just sit there and stare at me,” he said coldly, “or are you going to clean yourself up and deal with the mess you made?”I scoffed quietly and stood up, rolling my eyes as I did. My movement was stiff and awkward.“I’m sorry about that, Master,” I muttered as I adjusted my clothes and then froze because Leon was glaring at me.The room went completely silent as we stared at each other, and something about the look on his face made my stomach twist. My chest felt tight, uncomforta

“Don't you dare stop until I fill that throat.” Leon warned, resuming his grip and guiding me faster. I threw myself into it, my throat opening wide to take the abuse. My jaw burned and my lips were numb, but the ache only fueled my submission, my body humming with need as I waited for his hot load to fill my mouth. Leon's cum flooded my mouth in thick, hot spurts, salty and bitter as it coated my tongue and slid down my throat. I gulped it down greedily, my hand slipping inside my pants to fist my aching cock, stroking fast and rough. The friction burned just right, pushing me right to the edge with my balls tight and ready to burst. His groans rumbled above me, 'Oh... yes... more... yes...' vibrating through his shaft still buried in my throat, making my own dick throb harder in my grip.But then his hand clamped down on my head, his hips snapping up one last time as he emptied himself. I was so fucking close, chasing my elease with frantic pumps, when his voice cut through the ha

I was replaying everything that had happened over the past few days when there was a sudden knock on the door.I had already eaten dinner, so I knew immediately what it meant. Leon wanted to see me, again. I didn’t hesitate or even grumble at the fact that he literally called me when I was about to sleep. I stood up at once, my body moving as I adjusted my hair and cloth before I opened the door and followed the servants. When I stepped into Leon’s room, I didn’t say a word. I didn’t see the need to. I went where he expected me to go, and did what he expected me to do.He was already waiting, his thighs spread apart and his cock hard. It made me wonder what he had been thinking of before I came in. Has he been thinking about me before he sent for me? Was he imagining my mouth around his cock again, and couldn't take it any longer and decided to call me? Just like I couldn't keep him out of my head too? Leon barely looked at me, the same way he never did. His attention was elsewher

I didn’t want to think about what had just happened so I cleaned myself up in the bathroom as quickly as I could, scrubbing my skin like I could wash away the memory along with everything else. The only thought that brought me any comfort was the fact that at least there was a bathroom here, somewhere private with no one around where I could pretend none of it had happened.But the moment I opened the door, that illusion shattered because the servants that followed me around were suddenly in front of the door They stood just outside, as if they had been waiting the entire time. One of them held a mop and a bucket, his eyes fixed on the floor. My stomach dropped.Were they here to clean up after me? Or worse… had they heard everything?I started to panic because these people followed me everywhere and I'm sure they talked behind my back. I was a hundred percent sure that soon enough, everyone would know what was happening between Leon and me.Heat burned my face as I lowered my head