As the last button was unfastened, he took a rushed step toward the bed. Cedric chuckled, his arms falling down by his sides. Aidan turned around to face him, soft sighs leaving him.

“…So. Do you have any of those toys here?”

Cedric found the embarrassment a bit endearing. Aidan was clearly not good at taking those kinds of compliments. But neither was he.

“No, sadly. I visit the red rooms so much, I’ve never really had to. They have everything right where I need it.”

Aidan walked over to the bed, sitting down on the edge of it.

“Then you better know how to be just as rough with only your body.”

Cedric’s brow furrowed, as a confident grin spread across his face.

“Who let you give me that demanding tone.” When Cedric made it to the bed as well, Aidan crawled further back—shoulders up against the headboard. His expression was just as sly.

“I don’t see you doing anything to stop me.”

Cedric opened the drawer of his nightstand, taking out lube and some packets.

“Yeah? That can certainly be arranged…”

Aidan slowly pulled his disheveled shirt off, gaining Cedric’s full attention.

“Then get on top of me already.”

With no hesitation, Cedric climbed onto the bed.

“Still ordering me around, huh?” Cedric’s shirt was thrown off in haste. He lightly caressed Aidan’s neck, before wrapping his hand around his throat. Though it was hard, Aidan swallowed.

“Nnh- C- Cedric…”

He pressed his thumb further into Aidan’s skin, making him tremble in his grasp.

“For the record, I’ve lived awhile with sadistic tendencies and no tools to help me. This won’t be a problem…”

With his voice stifled Aidan could only choke when the man’s fingers tightened around his neck. Cedric’s eyes traveled down Aidan’s body, stopping at the very visible shape that was forming in his pants.

“How filthy… Getting off to this. I should be punishing you just for that…” Cedric pressed his knee against Aidan’s crotch, making his body shudder from the sudden contact.

As Cedric continued to knead into him, Aidan gasped for air. Tears glistened in the corners of his eyes. Cedric noticed and loosened his grip a little. Aidan’s breathing was getting shaky, his face a deep red.

“Yes… please… I deserve it.”

Aidan reached his hands toward the other man, feeling up his chest. Cedric let out a soft sigh, pushing his body forward to lean into it. Letting go of Aidan’s neck, he moved his hands somewhere a bit different and tore Aidan’s pants off.

“Mmh… damn right.” He got rid of his own as well, grabbing what he needed from the nightstand. It only took him a few seconds to roll the condom on and slick his cock in lube.

“I’m not loosening you up. I want to feel… all of you.”

They locked eyes, their gazes more intense than ever.

With those words, Cedric huffed, before forcing himself deep inside Aidan. He went as far as he possibly could on his initial thrust, an action that made Aidan arch his back.

Aidan tensed up when he suddenly felt a set of teeth touch his neck. Cedric bit down near the base—where his skin was more resilient. Warmth quickly spread through Aidan’s body. It didn’t take long for the sharp pain to be replaced with that new pleasurable feeling he had come to know recently. It was something he didn’t know he needed but was now absolutely essential.

“Nnh- Fuck…”

Cedric’s lips curved up, still pressed against Aidan’s sensitive flesh.

“You tightened around me… That can only mean I did something right.” Cedric moved out a bit, only to push back in again. The head of his cock rammed up against the other man’s prostate. Aidan’s breath hitched in his throat, prolonged by Cedric biting down on the other side of his neck. He shuddered violently, his body writhing on the mattress and against Cedric, trying to feel every inch of him.

Aidan was desperately trying to gain as much as he could out of every single thrust, which was immensely satisfying for Cedric.

“Why are you… so goddamn good.” With one of Cedric’s hands sitting firmly on Aidan’s thigh, the other reached up behind his head. Cedric got a good grip on his hair, before roughly yanking it down, as he ground into him again.

This time, not just Aidan’s back but his whole body arched off the mattress. Yet another form of pain that Aidan reveled in.

He was getting close, and seeing the uncharacteristic way Cedric was trembling—so was he.

“Bite me… again-“

Aidan almost didn’t get the whole sentence out, before Cedric’s mouth was on him once more. That mixed with the hand in his hair was such a delightfully painful combination. All his senses were on fire, as Cedric continued to ruthlessly attack the deepest part of him.

“C- Cedric… I’m-!”

“Good… come for me.”

That voice… and his words. Even if Aidan tried his best to contain himself, it wouldn’t be physically possible.

A sharp intake of air, and an elating surge of pleasure. His fingers dug into the sheets when he came, trails of thick liquid drawing lines down his cock.

Cedric moved back, pulling out of him. His breathing was heavy, manual, and he had some slight trouble keeping eye contact with Aidan. All that filled the room was soft panting coming from both of them.

Cedric rolled the rubber off, and threw it into the trash can that he knew from experience should be kept there. He then leaned down in front of Aidan, head between his thighs. Aidan’s eyes—though dazed—widened at the sight.

“Ah… looking good there…” Aidan chuckled, fatigue in his voice.

Cedric traced his tongue over Aidan’s abs, cleaning up what had dribbled down there.

“Haha, thank you. …This is as submissive as you’ll ever see me.”

“Aw, I’m enjoying the view though…”

With a smug smile, Cedric moved his lips over Aidan’s shaft, swallowing down the last that remained. Aidan shivered.

“Don’t forget to keep these mental images for later then…”

“Cedric… You better not be teasing me for getting off to your voice. Memories of you had a lot to do with it too. Also, there’s no way you didn’t do something similar.”

Cedric went quiet, brushing his fingers over the marks on Aidan’s neck.

“…No. You're projecting.”

Aidan moved closer, enjoying the soft touch. Though it felt nice, he wasn’t about to ignore that comment.

“You think touching there is going to distract me? Don’t try to deny it.”

Cedric glanced off to the side.

“Fine… maybe I did. But it was after our second time.”

Cedric really had done the same, huh? Because of him. Just that thought was almost enough to make him aroused again.

“I knew it.”

Cedric pressed more roughly on one of Aidan’s marks, the pain from earlier resurfacing. His face burned up from the sensation.

“No, you didn’t.”

Aidan whined.

“Okay, no. But I had my suspicions.”

Cedric chuckled, as Aidan pressed his body up against him.

“Well… either way, I don’t regret it. I’ll probably be able to do it for as long as I know you.”

“How romantic.”

“Oh, shut up.”

They both laughed.

A few quiet hours went by. The two relaxed in each other's presence, forgetting the rest of the world for a time.

But… it had to come to an end eventually.

Both fully clothed, Aidan and Cedric walked together, all the way out the door and the apartment building. Saying goodbye was never pleasant, so they wanted as much time together as they could.

“Whenever you have time off and want to meet, please contact me.”

“Of course, Aidan.”

Cedric stepped closer, leaning in close enough to graze Aidan’s ear with his lips.

“Have fun getting home with that ravaged body of yours.”

With a noise of surprise, Aidan stumbled backward.

“Damn, you.”

Cedric chuckled, walking back to the large door behind them.

“Until next time.”

Aidan couldn’t contain his smile; as much as he wanted to after that. They waved at one another before Cedric disappeared into the darkness.

Aidan looked around the quiet streets, turning to walk alongside the building's brick wall. He thought he heard mumbling coming from further away.

Sounds like that stood out in an otherwise silent street, which made Aidan feel tense. What if those people were close enough to… no. There was no way.

It came from the alley he could see in the distance. Knowing that, he slowed his pace down significantly. When he was only a few steps away, he looked around himself cautiously. No one was speaking anymore. That should have been a sign for him to leave.

But he didn’t get enough time to think it through.

Once he made it to the alleyway, an arm reached out from the deep and pulled him in.

His back slammed against the brick wall, as six cold eyes glared back at him. Aidan was paralyzed, hands shaking by his side.

It was three guys around his age, their clothes dirty and roughed up. The one with his friends on both sides, had him pinned to the wall. His frown was evident, but it wasn’t exactly anger he was exuding.

“Hah. Not even trying to keep it hidden anymore, eh? You people are disgusting.”

Aidan’s brows furrowed deeply. Not this… It had been so long, and yet, his memories came flooding back. It left him even more frozen, unable to react when the guy held a gleaming blade of metal up to his eye.

“If I messed your face up, would it even be possible for you to get laid?”

Aidan tried to steady himself, leaning back as far as he could. Their looks were icy, but so was his.

“You seem pretty aware of a stereotype, or problem… among ‘my people’.” Aidan managed to retort, but a chill still ran down his spine when the guy pushed his knife closer in response.

“What do you mean?”

“You tell me.” Aidan’s voice lowered into a growl.

“Are you saying what I fucking think you are?” He reeled his arm back. With a pose like that, he looked ready to strike.

With widened eyes, Aidan reached his hand out in an attempt to protect himself. But because of that, the edge of the blade dug into his palm. Aidan’s mouth opened, but no sound came out. The sting was instant, he couldn’t even scream.

The guy let go, and Aidan slumped against the wall, trying to hold himself up with its support on his back. He pulled his sleeve over the wound, as blood painted the white fabric red.

The one on the right was quick to speak up.

“Dude, why did you even touch him to begin with? Let’s just leave this fucker here.”

“Ew, yeah. You’re right.”

All three stared down at him with disdain, as they followed each other out of the alleyway.

Aidan was trying his best to process what had just happened. His past forced itself back and he didn’t know how to react.

He waited until they were all completely out of sight, before heading out of there and in the direction he originally meant to go. His eyes were glazed, getting wetter as time passed.