Loved in the Dark: Chapter 5

‎The elevator doors slid shut, sealing them inside. Damien immediately pressed himself against Eli, raising himself on tippy toes and burying his face in the crook of Eli’s neck, his body trembling with need.

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‎“Eli…” Damien’s voice was a breathy plea, filled with desperation. “I—I can’t… it’s too much…”

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‎Eli’s hand slid down his back, steady, grounding. The quiet hum of the vibrator inside Damien never let up, constant and maddening.

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‎“Be a good boy,” Eli whispered against his ear, voice calm and firm. “Endure it.”

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‎Damien whimpered, his grip tightening around Eli’s jacket, his entire body aching for more, for relief, for something to break the unbearable tension curling through him. Eli making things worse grabbed his ass and massaged it, the action causing the vibrator to press against his prostate. He bit down on his lip to muffle his moans a bit.

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‎By the time they crossed the building’s entrance and stepped into the cool night air, Damien’s face was flushed, his legs unsteady. The soft sounds of restrained need slipped past his lips with every step. His eyes glistened, and his hands shook slightly as he tugged at Eli’s arm.

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‎“Please…” Damien’s voice cracked, raw and breathless. “Fuck me now… daddy.” “Breed me and fucking own me.”

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‎The word hit Eli like a match to gasoline. His pupils dilated, his jaw tensed. For a moment, he said nothing—just stared at Damien with dark, smoldering eyes.

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‎Without a word, Eli unlocked the back of the car, gesturing. “Get in.”

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‎Damien obeyed instantly, crawling inside, his body practically vibrating with anticipation. Eli followed, shutting the door behind them, the enclosed space amplifying the tension that coiled thick in the air. The scent it their arousal deeply condensed the air and could practically be tasted.

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‎Eli’s hand moved to his belt, and pulling out his hard cock from his boxers, his voice low and commanding. “Show me how desperate you are.”

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‎Damien needed no further prompting. He leaned down, eyes locked on Eli’s, his lips parting as he obeyed, worshiping the man who reduced him to this state. Damien without hesitation wrapped his mouth around his cock till the hit the back of his throat, Eli could swear that the boy was born without a gag reflex.

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‎Eli let him for a moment—just enough to hear Damien’s muffled moans of need, to watch his body tremble with submission.

‎Then, Eli’s hand gripped Damien’s hair, gently but firmly pulling him back. “Turn around.”

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‎Damien scrambled to obey, his pants pushed down in haste, the vulnerable curve of his body exposed. Eli’s hand slid between them massaging his sweet ass, fingers curling around the toy still buried inside.

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‎A sharp tug, a choked moan—and the toy was gone, leaving Damien empty, trembling, and aching.

‎Eli’s gaze swept over the sight before him—beautiful, stretched—ready to be used and filled.

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‎With no more words, Eli positioned himself, the quiet, dominant hum of satisfaction deep in his throat.

‎“Home,” Eli whispered, his hand braced on Damien’s hip, his eyes dark with possession. “Fuck! My sweet boy's ass.”

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‎Damien pressed his ass back to meet Eli's thrust, needing more friction and pounding and who was Eli not to grant his boy's request. He quickened his pace, and the screams from Damien was an indication that he was doing everything right. 

‎“T..Thank you daddy,” Damien screamed incoherently.

‎A sharp slap echoed and Damien moaned even louder, his ass red from it.

‎Eli delivered another slap to Eli's ass before massaging it and sliding his hands to Dame's navel and dipping his hand in, pressing it slightly causing Damien to whimper and shiver, his cock now leaking profusely. They both basked in their sweat mixed with pre-cum.

‎After the shiver, Eli impressed with himself wrapped his hand around Dame's cock and began pumping it harsh and fast. “You cum when I tell you to.”

‎“Yes daddy” Damien moaned, gripping nothing in particular and clenching his fist.

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‎Eli's dick pulsed in him, “cum for me now baby.” And Eli followed right behind Damien.

‎Eli pulled out and scooped his cum and raised Damien's head and pushing it against his lip and made him lick it and suck on his fingers. Dame moaned around the fingers and smiled dreamily at Eli.

‎“Good boy, daddy's perfect boy. Taking daddy's cock so well.”

‎Damien rested his body against Eli's basking in the warmth his daddy had to offer