“I'm just a guy craving your intimacy. You know what I mean, right?” “Do I know you?" Lucas asked as his eyes pierced the masked man’s. “Maybe, maybe you don't.” He leaned in towards his ears. “Come on, darling, it doesn't matter” he whispered, voice still distorted. “We’re all alone. Let’s make the best of it, Hmm?” His voice dropped as he leaned in, teeth grazing Lucas’s ear. Lucas flinched hard, his body jerking against the restraints. “Ouch, what the hell is wrong with you? Get off me!” A low, frustrated growl escaped Zenith. “No. I want you. Don’t you get it?” He moved behind him, circling like a predator, his presence suffocating. “You don’t want me to get rough, or do you?” he murmured, bending down to Lucas’s level again. Before Lucas could react, Zenith’s lips brushed against his neck, too close, too invasive, while his hand slid across Lucas’s chest, trailing downward. Lucas’s stomach twisted in disgust. “You’re sick,” he spat, struggling agai
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