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Chapter 94: The only comfort I know (suggestive)

Chapter 94: The only comfort I know (suggestive)

"But my te-"

"Shut the fuck up, Andrew, or I might get really mad." Maxwell stated, and Andrew froze. Maxwell’s expression hardened, and Andrew knew that if he pushed this too much, he could be in big trouble. So, being the good boy that he was, Andrew bent forward and kissed Maxwell.

It was a chaste kiss, and when Andrew pulled away, he could tell Maxwell was pouting.

"I...I feel weird kissing you like that when I’m missing my teeth. Can you forgive me? I just..." Andrew trailed off. Maxwell dropped his hands to run one over his face, and the other one he rested on his hip. The look he gave Andrew once he raised his head made a shiver go down Andrew’s spine.

Maxwell was on an edge. He was feeling a lot of emotions, and Andrew denying him a serious kiss was going to set him off.

Maxwell reached for Andrew and grabbed his sweater. His grip tightened, and he yanked Andrew closer before turning on his heel and dragging him behind him and into the bedroom.

"You don’t want to kiss me? Fine. Alright." Maxwell yanked him closer, destabilizing him, before pushing him towards the bed. Andrew fumbled, catching himself at the last minute as Maxwell stared at him with hard, blue eyes. "Get on the bed and strip, Andrew. I’ll take it out on you in a different way."

"T-Take it out on me? Are you that angry?" Andrew asked, worried, and Maxwell frowned.

"I am not mad. I’m fucking pissed that another person harmed you, even though I already knew, and I need some comfort. You won’t kiss me, so I’m going a different route." Maxwell huffed. "I probably sound angry, but that’s not it. I need to feel that you’re safe, and kissing you was the quickest way to do that. You don’t want to, so now I’m going to suck your dick like a lollipop until I’m happy. Sounds good?" Andrew’s mouth fell open at the hard, quick way the words fell out of Maxwell’s mouth.

Watching Maxwell stand there, in his suit for work, his toes tapping and his hand on his waist, Andrew felt his mouth dry up. This was not how he anticipated the afternoon/evening going. He had thought he was going to have to beg to be let back into the bedroom.

Instead, he was going to have to beg to be not treated like a sex toy. If he wanted to do that.

"Uh, w-what about you, Maxwell? Did you want me to do anything?" Andrew asked, and Maxwell frowned. He glanced over Andrew and even though it was quick, Andrew felt it like a brand. Maxwell’s gaze was hot, filled with emotion, and got Andrew hard in a second.

"I already told you what I wanted you to do. Strip, Andrew, before I lose my patience and strip you myself." Nodding now that it had been confirmed, Andrew reached behind him and pulled off his sweater. Maxwell took a step back to watch him undress.

Andrew wasn’t putting on a strip show, but it felt like it. Maxwell’s gaze was hot, and every time he glanced up at him, he was staring at him with a serious expression. When Andrew was naked, his clothes in a pile next to his feet, he glanced up at Maxwell. Both of them could see he was already hard. It was kind of hard to ignore.

Maxwell stared at his cock, and Andrew swallowed. His cock jerked at the attention, bobbing as Maxwell’s gaze didn’t leave it.

"Now get on the bed." Maxwell ordered, his tone softer. Andrew scooted back until the bed hit his calves and he sat down. He scooted even further back until Maxwell told him to stop.

His back was pressed up against the pillows, his legs sprawled open as Maxwell stood at the end of the bed soaking him in.

"I need to get a different set of sheets. I think you would be stunning against something...warmer, richer. Maybe red?" Andrew had no idea what to say to that.

"I uh, normally have like, white sheets?" Andrew suggested, and Maxwell’s lips twitched.

"That sounds like you. We aren’t going to have white sheets if I can help it." Maxwell tugged on his tie, and Andrew felt his mouth fill with saliva as Maxwell unbuttoned his shirt, tore his tie off and began to crawl onto the bed. "Hands behind your back. You aren’t allowed to touch me again. You’ve been getting punished more often, Andrew. I’m beginning to think that you like it." Andrew nearly swallowed his tongue when Maxwell looked up at him, a teasing grin on his face.

In combination with him crawling across the bed in his suit, his eyes hard, blue gems in his face, and the way his pheromones were gently caressing Andrew’s senses, Andrew knew that the second Maxwell touched him he was going to cum.

Fuck, maybe he did like being punished like this? He’d never thought about it before, but it was pretty fucking hot when Maxwell got mad at him like this.

"You look...heavenly." Andrew muttered in response, ignoring what Maxwell said. Maxwell’s lips turned up more as Andrew slowly shuffled his arms behind his back, and swallowed nervously.

"Do I? Then why do you look like the devil who is tempting me? All hard and ready for me. Legs splayed open like my favourite snack. Look at those balls. They look like they’re lonely." Andrew groaned low in his throat.

"Max, Angel, I’m sorry. Can you forgive me?" Andrew begged, and Maxwell licked his lips.

"I told you, this is about me getting comfort. And I want my comfort my way. You got to be surrounded by other people who cared about you while I was kept in the dark about it until after it happened. I understand why. I was in a meeting, But that doesn’t mean that I’m not...I’ll be fine once I confirm you’re okay." Andrew’s heart jerked. So he was angry.

"That wasn’t my intention, nor my call. I didn’t...I wasn’t even talking until after the dentist checked my teeth. I had to use the handkerchief that you made for me the whole time I was in the chair." Andrew admitted, and Maxwell paused. His hard eyes softened slightly as he stared at the nervous man, hard as a rock, and willing to do anything for him.

Maxwell sat back on his knees, his thighs straining against the pant material and Andrew noticed. Fuck. He was so freaking sexy, even when they were having a serious conversation. It was very distracting.

"You weren’t speaking?" Andrew nodded at Maxwell’s soft question.

"It’s silly but...I was worried more teeth were going to fall out." Andrew admitted quietly and Maxwell’s hard expression crumbled.

"Fuck. You big, dumb baby." Maxwell muttered. He went to kiss Andrew, and paused. His expression was torn, and it only took him a second to recalibrate. "I am going to make you forget all about that dumb bitch, her dumb bitch friend, and the day you’ve had today. Mark my words, I am going to suck the fucking soul out of you." Maxwell’s voice held a promise, but it also sounded like a threat.

Andrew knew the threat wasn’t directed at him, but he felt strange about it all the same. Suck his soul out? Wouldn’t that...hurt? Would it also be okay for Maxwell to do that to him? It was super hot when Maxwell went down on him, but he didn’t want to strain him.

"Are you sure? I don’t want to hurt you." Andrew asked, and Maxwell’s expression softened further.

"Just shut your mouth and enjoy this, or else I will be upset, and I won’t be crying because your dick is down my throat and I can’t breathe." Andrew shut his mouth, especially when Maxwell bent forward and put his hand on Andrew’s thigh.

"I-I’m going to cum as soon as you touch me." Andrew admitted quietly, and Maxwell chuckled.

"Perfect. I was a little hungry anyways." Andrew’s eyes went wide as Maxwell bent, blew a soft breath on Andrew’s cock, before licking his lips and swallowing it whole.

Andrew threw his head back with a gasp as his thighs trembled and his balls drew up. He came on a choked noise, Maxwell’s mouth warm, wet, and his throat a fucking trap. Maxwell fondled his balls, gently massaging them with one hand while his other gripped onto Andrew’s thigh tightly. The slight pleasure and pain only spurred him on, and Andrew felt his hips jerk into Maxwell’s waiting mouth.

It was about 30 seconds later that Maxwell released him, licking his lips as he came up and grinned at Andrew.

"That might be the fastest you’ve cum outside of your rut." Andrew stared at Maxwell, his heart racing in his chest. It was like he’d gone from standing still to running for his life. His heart hurt, it was pounding so fast.

"Y-You gotta warn me. I feel like I’ve had a heart attack." Andrew protested, and Maxwell grinned. He bent, pressing a kiss to the head of his cock that was already hardening again.

"Awe. Does the poor baby want me to kiss it better? I can do that. Do you want that?" Andrew’s cheeks flushed at the way Maxwell was teasing him, while at the same time, he did want exactly that.

Maxwell laughed at the slightly sulky expression on Andrew’s face and he licked the tip of his cock. Andrew shivered, his face warming as Maxwell looked up at him with those teasing, blue eyes.

"Alright. I’ll give my Baby what he wants. After all, I am a little hungry. How many more times can you cum for me, Baby? Do you want to find out?" Andrew should have been worried about his words, but his mind was too fogged with pleasure to truly feel fear. Andrew nodded, and Maxwell’s grin turned feral. "Perfect. I like a challenge."

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