The Devil’s Boy
He was utterly at Kain's mercy, and god help him, he loved it.
After what felt like hours but was probably only minutes, Kain returned. Luca's head snapped up, pulse stuttering at the sight of him.
Kain smirked, holding up a bottle of lube. Luca's eyes widened as he recognized the strawberry scent.
"On your feet," Kain ordered, setting the lube aside. "Strip."
Luca scrambled to obey, nearly falling in his haste. He tugged his pants and underwear the rest of the way off, kicking them away. His cock bobbed, hard and flushed, the tie still wrapped tight around its base.
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