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In Session - 5

Chapter FiveFractureBy the time Daniel hit day five of the new “assignment,” he was wrecked.Sleep-deprived and restless. Every step felt like his cock was dragging behind him, aching, heavy, begging for relief. He couldn’t look at anyone without wondering what it would feel like if they told him to get on his knees. Couldn’t stand in line at the grocery store without hearing Dr. Lawson’s voice in his head. No. Not yet. Wait.He’d stopped watching porn. Not because he wanted to, but because nothing worked anymore. Nothing except the sound of that voice echoing in his skull.When Thursday came, he practically sprinted to the office.He slammed the door behind him, dropped onto the couch, and glared. “You’re sick.”Dr. Lawson didn’t look up from his notes. “Good afternoon, Daniel.”“I’m serious. You’re sick. You’ve got me walking around like a fucking zombie, hard all the time, losing my mind. And you just sit there—”“Hard?” Dr. Lawson interrupted calmly.Daniel’s mouth snapped shut.

In Session - 6

Chapter SixConfessionDaniel swore he wouldn’t come back.He had spent the weekend furious, storming around his apartment like a feral thing, jerking off with vicious determination—then stopping, teeth gritted, because he could hear that voice ‘No’.Every orgasm he stole since breaking the first assignment felt wrong, empty and unfulfilling. He came and hated himself for it. Came and pictured Dr. Lawson watching, arms folded, eyes cold.By Monday, he was wrecked enough to admit it: he couldn’t stop thinking about him. Couldn’t stop needing the sessions.So he showed up anyway.When Dr. Lawson opened his notebook, Daniel spat, “I don’t even know why I’m here.”“Yes, you do,” Dr. Lawson replied smoothly.Daniel’s jaw locked.“You’re here,” Dr. Lawson continued, “because you can’t handle what happens to you when you disobey me. You need structure and you need control.”Daniel barked a laugh, it sounded harsh and cracked. “Control? You’ve taken every ounce of control I have!”Dr. Lawson’

In Session - 7

Chapter SevenThe Breaking PointDaniel barely remembered the drive.He’d spent all night pacing, sweating, aching. Four days into the fourteen-day sentence and he was already unraveling. Every time his hand even hovered near his cock, Dr. Lawson’s voice cut through his head. He couldn’t escape it. He couldn’t silence it.By the time he walked into the office, his cock was already swollen, aching, shamelessly straining against his jeans.Dr. Lawson didn’t look surprised, he never looked surprised. He simply gestured to the couch. “Sit.”Daniel sat, jittery, restless, his body humming with need.“Tell me,” Dr. Lawson began smoothly, “what you imagined last night.”Daniel shook his head, humiliated. “No.”Dr. Lawson’s gaze sharpened. “You came here because you can’t stop thinking about me. Don’t insult me with denial.”Daniel’s cock pulsed violently. He dragged a hand over his face. “You don’t get it. It’s… wrong.”“Wrong,” Dr. Lawson echoed, voice even. “And that’s why it excites you.”

In Session - 8

Chapter EightFirst TasteThe weight of Dr. Lawson’s hand in Ethan’s hair was devastating.After weeks of denial, the simple touch shattered him. His body collapsed forward, cheek pressed against Dr. Lawson’s thigh, his moan muffled and raw. It felt obscene to tremble like this from nothing more than fingers tangling in his hair, but his cock throbbed like it was about to burst, dampness spreading hot through his jeans.Dr. Lawson didn’t move for a long moment. He just let Daniel kneel there, clutching fistfuls of his own thighs, panting like a sinner kneeling before God.Then, with a controlled tug, he lifted his head. Their eyes locked, and Daniel thought he might combust.“Pathetic,” Dr. Lawson murmured. “One touch and you’re undone.”Daniel swallowed hard, his voice cracking. “I—I can’t help it.”“You can,” Dr. Lawson corrected coldly. “You just won’t. That’s the difference. You’ve chosen this weakness. You’ve chosen to let me reduce you.”Dan

In Session - 9

Chapter Nine Possession Grant’s weight pressed him down, the full length of his body grinding over Daniel’s, pinning him in place like prey. Every shift of muscle sent sparks of agony-pleasure through Daniel’s nerves until he was trembling, clawing at the carpet.“Beg louder,” Grant murmured, his voice a low growl against Daniel’s throat.Daniel could barely breathe, but the words spilled anyway. “Please, please don’t stop, please take me, I’ll do anything—”Grant’s mouth crashed onto his, swallowing the desperation, his tongue merciless and claiming. Daniel arched upward into him, gasping when Grant’s thigh shoved harder between his legs, grinding deep into the aching bulge.Grant’s hand slipped beneath the waistband of Daniel’s jeans, his progress deliberately slow and Daniel nearly sobbed. The touch was maddening—barely there, cruelly teasing, dragging over damp skin without relief.“You’re soaked,” Grant whispered, his lips brushing Daniel’s ear. “All this just from begging. You

Through His Lens

Chapter 1: The ShootThe Rue des Écoles was still slick from a morning drizzle when Benjamin Carter stepped out of the cab, camera case in one hand, coffee in the other. Paris smelled of wet stone and espresso, an intoxicating mix he’d never quite shaken.Inside the studio, the assistants were already humming through their checklist. Lighting rigs warming up, fans testing their soft whir, racks of couture shimmering like captive stars. Benjamin moved through the space with quiet precision, eyes sharp and taking note of everything. It was his first campaign since his hiatus, and though he’d photographed icons and royals, this job felt different. He needed it to work.“Model’s running ten minutes late,” murmured Camille, his long-time producer. “Newcomer from Barcelona. Cole Reyes.”“Newcomer?” Benjamin arched a brow. “For this campaign?”Camille shrugged. “The designer insisted. Said he has the kind of face that makes you forget the concept.”Benjamin muttered something about unpredict

Through His Lens - 2

Chapter 2Fight Benjamin was startled. Cole stood in the doorway, a paper bag of take-away coffee balanced on one arm, hair tousled from the wind.“I forgot my sketchbook,” he said, gesturing to a table near the props. “Camille said you’d be gone.”“I was,” Benjamin replied, minimizing the image window. “Apparently I wasn’t… really gone.”Cole smiled faintly and crossed the room. “You work late.”“I try not to, but inspiration’s inconvenient.”He tried to sound detached but it didn’t work.Cole placed one of the coffees beside him. “For the inconvenience.”Benjamin’s first instinct was to refuse, but the warmth of the cup and the sincerity in Cole’s eyes disarmed him. “You bribed your photographer.”“Maybe I’m bribing the man who forgot to eat dinner.”Benjamin laughed quietly. It was the first real sound between them that wasn’t an instruction or a shutter click.They sat opposite each other, the glow from the monitor painting them in blue light. For a while, the only sound was the

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