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Heart pressed himself against the door so no one could come in and see the state he was in.
And a rough state it was.
Hearts pants nearly burst, they felt so tight and restricting against the heated warmth that had turned him entirely hard.
The already tight black suit pants pressed against him even harder and he groaned with annoyance.
‘It hadn’t worked.’ He swore in frustration.
He didn’t want to resort to it.
“Fuck… Why won’t you go down!” He moaned desperately.
‘I can’t beat one out here at work. Saint had been here moments before, and even if he hadn’t just pissed him off and made him disappear. He probably was still in the building.’
But he especially couldn’t beat one off for that… that man. That controlling, beautiful, sweet man.
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“I can’t… I won’t… I can’t” He whined throatily. Heart gasped as the world behind him moved, and he panicked.
The door shoved open effortlessly and Heart found himself being pushed along with it easily. He took a few steps backwards in an attempt to move away from the door.
‘Please be the janitor, please be the janitor.’ Heart thought uselessly, he could tell by the power, by the fingers that wrapped around, the door edge with their bulging veins. It was obviously Saint.
Saint caught his arm and Heart found himself being spun around and dragged into Saint’s arms.
His heart sped up and he shook.
‘I can’t stop this, I am doomed, you are everything to me, my desire, my pleasure, my pain, and my temptation.’
He wanted to pin down one thing he was feeling, to just understand one thing Saint made him feel so full and complete, but he just couldn’t.
Because any emotion he was feeling other than shock and a heavy embarrassment in this moment, were only in the back of his thinking, because his hard on was now firmly pressed against Saint’s lower groin and Saint’s throbed back.
Saint regarded him with an expression he had never seen on anyone before.
His carefully placed mask dissolved from the shock of Heart standing there hard as a rock, buttons and tie undone, face flushed, moaning for him… Exposed before him.
Heart tried to glare at him. Tried to hate him for following him when he had told him to leave him alone.
Hate how little he listened to him, and his feelings. But he couldn’t because that was a lie, Saint had always, always, only ever asked him, he only ever did whatever it was Heart wanted or needed. He might push a little, but he had never once not been honest with his feelings, and with how he treated Heart.
It was the sexiest feeling he couldn’t explain, to feel completely supported by someone. Yet also feeling like they were a danger to your very sanity, like if they didn’t touch you, you would cease to exist. But the moment they did, you became liquid in their hands.
Heart shook, his body begging for that touch again, like some hapless junkie.
He felt excited; he watched Saint’s breathing. Soft, composed, but deep, lengthy breaths. Heart could feel every single one of them since he pressed so tightly into Saint.
And Saint wasn’t loosening his grip.
He looked up at Saint and his face was needy, desire tainting the corners of his expression. Saint sucked in his bottom lip and backed them up.
Heart’s steps shuffled along with Saint’s even though he was now walking backwards back towards the door, his mind numbingly followed like a sheep to the slaughter.
Even though he knew he was being caged in
‘No Escape’ His mind told him.
He felt his body slam into the wall; the breath knocked out of him for a second. And then he groaned as his pelvis pressed even harder into Saint’s from the impact.
It felt delectable, like a hunger had burst inside him burning him up from within. A fantastic feeling he couldn’t ignore as it ate at him. He whimpered as his senses heightened and maximized. The soft half hard state of Saint’s cock against his own.
He could feel how thick it was already and it wasn’t even fully hard, but he could tell it was a good handful for Saint and Saint had some decent-sized hands.
Heart gulped and tried to regulate his heavy breathing.
Saint’s hand disappeared from around his back and for a moment Heart thought he was going to free him before Saint’s hand traversed down his back and clenched his bottom tightly, before sliding towards the front of his pants and as if time had stopped the moment he did Saint’s fingers wrapped around his zipper and ever so slowly pulled it down. Saint watched him carefully, as their first meeting in this very room echoed play-by-play before him but this time in reverse. Heart’s mind screamed internally.
‘Close your eyes, just close, why can’t you stop looking into his eyes. Saint close your eyes, I don’t think I can close mine with you looking at me like that.’
