Chapter 25: Chapter 25: Fuck Baby; Falling Without Knowing
Adrian went still, his eyes searching Matteo’s.
"I like you, Adrian," Matteo said, his voice low as the confession settled between them.
Matteo didn’t pull away. He held Adrian’s gaze, his voice dropping into sothing raw and honest.
"I’ve never felt anything like this before," he said quietly. "I don’t bring people into my room more than once. I don’t keep the lights on just because soone is afraid of the dark."
A pause.
"I know I haven’t proven anything yet... but I truly like you, Adrian."
His eyes stayed on him.
"Tell
how to be the man you want."
Adrian looked at him for a long beat, his expression skeptical. "You like ? Or do you just want
in your bed? Just tell
you want to have sex with ."
"Both," Matteo answered without hesitation. "I like you, and I want to have really incredible sex with you.
Adrian smirked slightly, but didn’t say anything.
Matteo leaned in, his lips brushing against Adrian’s shoulder.
"I want you to be mine," he said quietly. "From now on, I want to be the only one who turns you on... the only one you think about."
His voice dropped, calm and certain.
"I’ll make you want , Adrian. You’re going to see
everywhere. I won’t stop until you fall for . I’m not going to force you," he added. "But you’ll realize you have a choice..."
His gaze held Adrian’s.
"And that choice is ."
Adrian rolled his eyes, a dry laugh escaping his lips. "You’re delusional. That’s not going to happen. We’re both n and I’m not gay. How exactly do you expect
to just fall for a man?"
"It doesn’t matter," Matteo said, leaning closer. "Love doesn’t care about gender. When it happens, you won’t even see it coming. I want to wake up next to you every morning. I want to see your face everywhere I go."
Adrian let out a short scoff. "Oh, you want to see my face everywhere? Is that why you dragged
into danger tonight?"
Matteo paused, his expression darkening slightly.
"About tonight..." he said, his voice lower. "I’m sorry I pulled you into that. But I couldn’t just sit there knowing my man was out with another woman."
"I’m not your man," Adrian shot back.
"Not yet," Matteo countered. "But you will be. I couldn’t let her take you from ."
Adrian sighed, dropping his wine glass onto the table. "I’ve had enough of your words for one night."
He stood up and walked toward the bed, but Matteo was right behind him. Before Adrian could climb under the covers, Matteo reached out, his hands moving to Adrian’s waist from behind, slowly massaging the tension out of his muscles.
"Do you know what would be the sexiest thing right now?" Matteo murmured against his neck. "To just lift this robe, loop my cock, and gently slide inside you from behind while you hold onto the edge of the bed."
"We’re never having sex again," Adrian muttered, though his breath was hitching.
"We are," Matteo murmured, his hands sliding lower. "And right now, I’m dying for you. I want you so bad."
Adrian stayed quiet, his body betraying him as the warmth of the wine mixed with the heat of Matteo’s touch.
The silk robe slipped further off Adrian’s shoulders as Matteo began to trail deep, wet kisses down his spine. Matteo’s hand moved down, his fingers gently rubbing over Adrian’s cock through the thin fabric.
Matteo let out a dark, guttural groan, his body a heavy weight as he pinned Adrian to the edge of the mattress. He reached for his tie, tugging it loose with one hand while the other kept Adrian pinned down.
With slow, deliberate movents, Matteo stripped off his suit jacket and tossed it to the floor. He unbuttoned his shirt, his eyes never leaving Adrian’s, until he was bare-chested and breathing hard. Finally, he kicked off his trousers until he was standing there in nothing but his boxers.
He didn’t slide inside, instead, he trailed his fingers along the sensitive skin of Adrian’s inner thighs and the dip of his spine, teasing the entrance of his heat without ever sliding his cock inside.
He toyed with every nerve ending until Adrian was panting, his cock straining against the fabric of Adrian’s robe. Only then did Matteo strip Adrian completely bare. Instead of climbing on top of him, Matteo stepped back and pulled the armchair closer to the edge of the bed.
"Sit on the bed," Matteo commanded, his voice dropping into a rough, authoritative growl. "I don’t want to touch you until you beg for . But first, you’re going to watch
while you touch yourself."
"Are you crazy?" Adrian gasped, his face flushed with a mix of indignation and arousal.
"Just listen to
and relax," Matteo murmured. He settled into the armchair directly in Adrian’s line of sight. Slowly, he hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his boxers and pushed them down, letting his thick, fully erect cock spring free.
Matteo grabbed a bottle of lube, poured a generous amount onto his palm, and then tossed the bottle onto the bed next to Adrian. "Use it. Help yourself."
Adrian stared, srized by the sight of Matteo’s hardness.
"I’m going to speak, and you’re going to obey ," Matteo said, his hand closing around his cock. "I want you to watch
while I drive you insane. I want you to listen to my voice while you cum so hard under my control."
Matteo began to stroke himself with slow, rhythmic pulls, the sound of the friction loud in the quiet room. "One day, Adrian, you’re going to be addicted to this cock."
Adrian’s breath hitched. "Matteo..."
"Open your legs," Matteo commanded. "Spread them wide and reveal your cock for ."
Adrian felt his resistance crumbling under the sheer weight of Matteo’s gaze. He obeyed, sliding his legs apart, exposing himself completely to the man watching him.
"Fuck, baby," Matteo murmured, his pace quickening as his eyes feasted on the sight. "I love what I’m seeing. Now, take the lube."
Adrian reached for the bottle with trembling fingers, coating his palm and wrapping it around his own pulsing length. He began to stroke himself in sync with Matteo, their eyes locked in an intense, erotic battle of wills.
"Faster," Matteo ordered, his voice vibrating through Adrian’s chest. "Watch . See how much I want you? Now, use your other hand to tease your balls."
Adrian obeys.
"Yeah, just like that." Matteo groaned.
Adrian lost it. The sight of the powerful Matteo masturbating for him, combined with the cold authority of his commands, shattered his composure. He started moaning, his head lolling back as he pumped his hand faster and faster.
Matteo let out a fractured, hungry moan, his eyes dark with an obsession that bordered on madness. "Fuck, Adrian... I want to dominate you. I want to ruin you. I want to be buried deep inside you from behind while I stroke you until you release every last drop of yourself for ."
Overwheld by the raw intensity of Matteo’s words, Adrian’s eyelids fluttered, and he tried to squeeze them shut, desperate to hide from the predatory heat in Matteo’s gaze.
"Don’t close your eyes!" Matteo said, his voice cracking like a whip. "Look at
while you do it. I want to see you break. I want to see exactly when you lose yourself to ."
Adrian’s eyes snapped open, eting Matteo’s fierce, dilated pupils. He was trembling, his hand moving in a blurred, desperate rhythm against his length, his thumb dragging over the sensitive head of his cock as he mimicked Matteo’s pace.
"That’s it," Matteo hissed, his breathing coming in ragged, guttural stabs. "Watch , Adrian. Watch the man who’s going to own you."
The room was filled with the sounds of heavy, jagged breathing and the wet rhythm of their hands. They were both chasing the edge, their bodies slick with sweat. Matteo’s movents beca frantic, his hand shaking as he gripped himself, his eyes never leaving Adrian’s.
"I’m close," Adrian choked out, his hips jerking off the bed. "Matteo, I’m... I’m about to..."
"Then do it for ," Matteo groaned, his face contorted with the peak of his pleasure. "Cum for , Adrian! Watch
and let go!"
Adrian let out a wrecked cry, his body bucking as he ca violently, his release painting his own stomach. Seconds later, Matteo let out a low, primal roar, his body shuddering as he finished.
Adrian fell back onto the bed, completely spent, his lungs burning as he tried to catch his breath. The room was silent except for the sound of their jagged breathing.
Matteo stood up, his legs slightly shaky, and crawled onto the bed. He laid his heavy body directly over Adrian, burying his face in the crook of Adrian’s neck. He pressed a hot, lingering kiss to the pulsing vein there, his stubble grazing Adrian’s damp skin.
"I told you," Matteo murmured against Adrian’s skin, his voice dark and satisfied. "I’m going to make you want
until you can’t even breathe without ."
Adrian didn’t say anything. Instead, he slowly reached up and wrapped his arms around Matteo, pulling him closer.
Matteo shifted, his lips brushing against Adrian’s neck. "Will you go out with
tomorrow?"
"I have work at the studio," Adrian replied, his voice soft and exhausted.
"What about at night, after you’re done at the studio?" Matteo murmured, his breath warm against Adrian’s skin.
Adrian tilted his head back slightly. "Where are you taking ?"
"Say yes first," Matteo countered.
Adrian let out a soft, breathless chuckle. "As if I say no, you’ll actually let
be."
Matteo kissed the side of his neck again, his grip possessive. "I won’t. Because I need you close to ."
"Fine," Adrian said, finally closing his eyes. "Pick
up after work tomorrow."
"Okay, baby," Matteo whispered.
Adrian groaned lightly, though he didn’t pull away. "Stop. Don’t ’baby’ ."
"But you are my baby from now on," Matteo teased, his voice low and vibrating with a rare trace of affection.
"Suit yourself," Adrian muttered. "Now get off . I want to clean up."
"No," Matteo said simply...
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