Hurt Me Like You Mean It [BL]-Chapter 48: It’s a sin for you to be this sexy (R18)

Chapter 48: Chapter 48: It’s a sin for you to be this sexy (R18)

It was the first message in three days.

No call.

No acknowledgment.

Not even after the video.

Lance’s chest tightened involuntarily. The questions he’d been pushing aside surged back all at once.

Did I do something wrong?

Was it not enough?

Did I misread everything?

He swallowed and stood abruptly.

"Professor Harding.." he said quietly, leaning in. "There’s something I need to take care of. I’ll be right back."

Harding studied him for a second, then nodded. "Be quick. A keynote speaker shouldn’t be late to his own stage."

"I won’t be," Lance promised.

He slipped out of the hall, heart pounding harder with every step, and made his way toward the left wing bathrooms, exactly where Ansel had said to meet him.

The restroom was quiet, everyone was inside the hall anyways.

Ansel stood by the sink, drying his hands, posture relaxed like he owned the place.

He looked immaculate, as always with his tailored suit, sharp lines, control written into every inch of him.

What Lance noticed first, though, was the tension in his stance.

And then—unavoidably—the tight outline beneath his pants.

Lance barely had time to process it before Ansel turned.

He didn’t give Lance a chance to speak.

Ansel closed the distance in two long strides, grabbed him by the collar, and pulled him into a kiss so sudden and consuming that Lance’s thoughts scattered completely.

Heat.

Pressure.

And that familiarity which made his knees weaken.

It wasn’t gentle.

It was desperate.

Ansel’s hands spoke volumes where words didn’t, and when he finally broke the kiss, his breath was warm against Lance’s cheek.

"You were so sexy, I’ve been thinking about you for days, thinking about when I’ll get to fuck this greedy little hole again.."

He squeezed Lance butt slightly, he knew Lance had pleasured himself again using the vibrator he gave him, how he called his name while his hole greedily swallowed the vibrator.

Lance gulped, did Ansel call him here for sex? He couldn’t think of any other reason and he didn’t want to.

He had been thinking about Ansel for days, so much he had used the vibrator again, with the way he called Ansel’s name he thought he’d appear out of thin air.

"We can do a quick one if you want. I won’t lie, I’ve been craving your dick...I’ve been craving it so badly..."

That seemed to flip a switch in Ansel as pushed Lance against the counter.

Kissing his neck gently. "It’s a sin for you to be this sexy, and a quick one won’t be enough for me today. And since you love that vibrator so much, I thought I’d get you another one, one you can use during your speech.."

"..."

Lance froze, he guessed humiliation was one of Ansel’s kink.

"Turn around.."

Lance obeyed, as Ansel pulled his pants down, he brought out a small lube from his pocket and poured a little into Lance’s hole.

The coldness of it made him groan a little.

Next Ansel brought out the vibrator, it was the same style of the one his got Lance the first time, a vibrator but it was small in size and had a lot of edges.

Lance stared at the counter, his mind in turmoil.

Was he really going to do this?

If Ansel were to turn on the vibrator, he wasnt sure if he’d be able to continue speaking without accidentally moaning into the microphone.

"Can we not do this? Can I not do this?" He corrected, this was a big occasion especially for his professors and colleagues.

He wasn’t that sex desperate to ruin it for everyone.

Ansel forcefully grabbed Lance by the chin, forcing his to look at the mirror.

"Are you afraid of a little thrill Lance? Don’t worry I won’t ruin your speech. If you can do it, I’ll reward you with the dick you’ve been craving for.."

Lance bit his lips, his speech was only 5 minutes, he could handle it.

"Okay, I’ll do it.."

Ansel pulled, as he pushed the vibrator inside, until it was completely it.

Lance bit his lips, it wasn’t turned on yet but with it being inside him, sitting down would be a little uncomfortable.

"Now shall we test the settings, I’ve been curious about the speed and vibrations of this one. Apparently it can make you lose your mind in seconds.."

Ansel didn’t start small, and immediately moved to the third button.

Lance felt his vision blur, when he felt the strong vibrations and worst it was directly hitting his prostate.

"Lance, look at me..." Ansel’s voice was a low command, his eyes reflecting in the mirror had a sharp predatory focus.

He hadn’t moved the vibrator off the third setting.

The high, insistent buzz vibrated through Lance’s entire pelvis, a relentless, direct assault on his prostate that made his cock twitch and leak against the cold countertop. "Tell me what you feel."

Lance’s mouth was dry. He gasped, the sound hitching. "I feel... fuck, Ansel, it’s so strong... it’s hitting me right inside, I can’t..."

"You can’t what?" Ansel pressed closer, his own hard cock a firm line against Lance’s ass. His hands came around, one splaying possessively over Lance’s stomach, the other moving to tease a nipple through his dress shirt.

"Use your words, kitten. Tell me how that little toy feels in your greedy fucking hole."

"It feels... god, it’s buzzing right on my spot.." Lance moaned, his head falling back against Ansel’s shoulder. The vibrations seemed to pulse in time with his heartbeat. "It’s making my cock so fucking hard, I’m leaking all over the place..."

"That’s it.." Ansel purred, his lips against Lance’s ear. "Now imagine that feeling while you’re up there. All those people listening to you, and you’ve got my little present buzzing away on your prostate. Your pretty hole clenching around it, trying to milk it. And only I know. Only I get to see how fucked-out your eyes are going to look."

The thought alone, paired with the brutal vibration, made Lance’s knees buckle.

Ansel held him up easily. "Please... Ansel, please, I need... I need you to fuck me. Right now. Before I go out there."

"Tut-tut.." Ansel chided, but his hand slid down, palming Lance’s aching cock through his pants.

A jolt of pure electricity shot up Lance’s spine. "A deal’s a deal. You survive your speech with this thing buzzing in your ass, and then I’ll give you my cock. I’ll fuck you so deep you’ll want to get married to it. But for now..."