He returned the statement in just the same tone of voice as Eliot's, and Sam reached his free hand down, pressing it up underneath Eliot's shirt, riding it higher as he shoved upward.
"Not only that, but you're going to like it. That's the difference, Eliot. Torture is one thing, you can resist torture; it's horrible, it hurts, but you can be defiant in the face of it. Pleasure will break you. You can't change the way your body responds. Friction, and orgasm--"
He pressed in closer, kissing Eliot's throat between his thumb and fingers, against the center of his chest.
"I'm going to make you come for me, even though you hate me."
He reached down, tugging at Eliot's nipple as he went. Down, down, sliding into the slack pants that he'd been left in after his last session. It was easy to wrap his hand around Eliot's cock.
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He returned the statement in just the same tone of voice as Eliot's, and Sam reached his free hand down, pressing it up underneath Eliot's shirt, riding it higher as he shoved upward.
"Not only that, but you're going to like it. That's the difference, Eliot. Torture is one thing, you can resist torture; it's horrible, it hurts, but you can be defiant in the face of it. Pleasure will break you. You can't change the way your body responds. Friction, and orgasm--"
He pressed in closer, kissing Eliot's throat between his thumb and fingers, against the center of his chest.
"I'm going to make you come for me, even though you hate me."
He reached down, tugging at Eliot's nipple as he went. Down, down, sliding into the slack pants that he'd been left in after his last session. It was easy to wrap his hand around Eliot's cock.
"But you'll hate to love me, in time."