As if Ellis would willingly sit on the pillar that was trying to reach for the heavens shamelessly under his gaze!
"..."
Ellis stared back at him with clear disgust, unmoving and slumped in the corner of the sofa. Alastair stared at him, a faint flush on his skin as if he was starting to feel the effects of the alcohol in the wine.
"What to do… I also want to do it again… and you're not gonna move a muscle, are you?"
Alastair muttered to himself in a low voice, all while keeping his eyes fixed on him. Ellis, on the other hand, paid no heed to his words. Although his breathing couldn't be stabilized no matter how much he tried to relax his body because of the heavy air in the room, Ellis was still somewhat gaining back his senses. Now aware that he had been speaking in Korean, he decided to switch back and once again tried to let Alastair know that he had mistaken him for someone else. Once the misunderstanding had been cleared, Alastair should let him go, right?
"Alastair…"
Ellis meekly called out, gauging the other's reaction; seeing that Alastair was focused on him and didn't get angry with him for using his name casually, he continued.
"Stop masturbating for a second and listen to me, hm?"
"Don't want to… hah… go on, I'm listening."
Alastair replied with a small moan, catching Ellis off guard for a moment. Stopping himself from nearly glancing at Alastair's groin, he spoke up, crawling on the sofa a few inches closer to him, appearing completely harmless and docile.
"You see, I thought this was a normal restroom for the guests of the annual masquerade ball… I-I think you got the wrong person, I wasn't paid anything, and I didn't even know you were waiting in this room!"
Ellis exclaimed in a low voice near Alastair's face. Alastair raised an eyebrow, a bit surprised, but started laughing as if the notion was simply ridiculous. His hand, moving to please himself, paused at the top of his member.
"My men can't be that stupid. They might mistake an omega for a beta with a collar, but they won't just let anyone in here, but if you're regretting agreeing to this now, then…"
Alastair hummed softly, his eyes joyfully descending down to Ellis's lips.
"I didn't agree to anything! I'm telling you—"
"Then give me a kiss, and I'll let you go."
Cutting him off abruptly, Alastair blurted out without any hesitation. Ellis, sensing the danger incoming, immediately backed away into the corner of the sofa again.
"No. Kissing is off limits!"
"That's where you draw the line?"
Alastair laughed at him. Ellis, thinking he could move better now, put a hand over his mouth, and he scrambled to get up from the sofa and run away, but just a step down, he was grabbed by Alastair by the arm. Dragging him back on the sofa, Alastair uplifted his chin with his other hand, forcing him to gaze upwards and see Alastair's upside-down face, whose bare body was pressed against his back.
"The more you struggle, the more I'll want to do it. I told you just now… You should've just given me a kiss anywhere, I wouldn't even know that it was your lips that you wanted to protect so much…"
Finishing his words, Alastair kissed the hand over his lips, but the moment Alastair's lips touched his skin, Ellis began to resist again; his eyes closed instinctively as he removed Alastair's hand from his chin and drew his head back in its original position, hitting Alastair with his forehead in the process.
"Ugh…"
Ellis rubbed his forehead over the mask and opened his eyes to see himself in the mirror of the restroom on the wall. Behind him was Alastair, holding his head with a hand. His silver mask had hit Alastair directly in the jaw. At that moment, Alastair's face shifted to glance at him sitting on the sofa with his knees. There was a slight red on the end of Alastair's lips, as if he had bitten his tongue accidentally.
"That wasn't intentional, I swear!"
Ellis looked back at him and waved his hands in the air. Alastair's face had lost all its warmth, as though this time he was really angry with him. Ellis didn't even get a chance to move as Alastair pushed him onto the backrest of the sofa. Ellis's chest met with the backrest; he gripped it tightly because Alastair began to lift his leg.
"Kissing is off limits. Anything else is fine then."
"I don't want to do anything with you!"
Alastair placed the lifted knee on the armrest of the sofa. Ellis screamed back at him, suddenly in a weird placement with his legs parting uncomfortably. Alastair plummeted his whole length back into Ellis's bottom and furiously thrusted forward, uncaring of anything. It didn't hurt since he had already been opened by this devilish man before, but it was by no means easy to bear his unruly thrusts!
"Ngh… no… enough…!"
Ellis lowered his head, afraid of getting a glimpse of their bodies connected in this repelling state in the mirror. He tried to not resist anymore, knowing that Alastair, with his twisted personality, would get off from it, but then Alastair's fingers, under the gap in his collar, Ellis was frozen for a while; he really thought Alastair just wanted to take it off from his neck, but then he pulled on it as if he wanted to tear it off instead. Ellis jostled with Alastair, who continued pulling on the collar from behind as he gave Ellis deep thrusts without a break.
At some point, the collar was choking him; Ellis could only helplessly try to unfasten the collar, he even opened his eyes to look in the mirror for the buckle of the collar. This was the first gift he had gotten from anyone in this world. Lorenz might have given it to him on a whim, but Ellis wanted to treasure it forever.
Don't break! Please don't break!
*SNAP*