Chapter — Seduction & Obsession

The night air was crisp as they left Luca’s parents’ house. Ava was dozing off in the backseat, her tiny head resting against a plush toy, completely unaware of the storm brewing in the front.

Damien’s grip on the steering wheel was tight. His knuckles were white. His jaw clenched so hard it looked painful.

Luca sighed. “Are you seriously still mad?”

Damien didn’t answer. His sharp eyes were locked on the road, but his entire body screamed rage.

Luca smirked a little, sensing an opportunity.

“Oh, come on,” he teased, trailing a light touch down Damien’s forearm. “You’re not jealous, are you ?”

Damien snapped.

His free hand gripped Luca’s thigh, fingers digging in possessively. “Say his name again and see what happens,” he growled.

Luca shivered. “Aiden—”

The car swerved.

Luca gasped, gripping the seat. “Damien!”

Damien pulled over to the side of the road so suddenly the tires screeched.

Ava stirred in the back. “Mm…?”

Luca turned, voice soft. “It’s okay, sweetheart, go back to sleep.”

Ava mumbled something incoherent and snuggled into her toy again.

As soon as Luca turned back, Damien’s hand snatched his jaw.

His eyes were dangerous. “You think this is funny?”

Luca licked his lips, deliberately slow. “Maybe.”

Damien’s grip tightened.

“You like testing me, don’t you, angel?” His voice was pure obsessive hunger. “You like making me crazy.”

Luca leaned in, their lips almost touching. “Maybe.”

Damien let out a sharp breath. His restraint was hanging by a thread.

Luca knew exactly what he was doing.

His fingers traced slow patterns on Damien’s chest, his voice dropping to a whisper. “I like it when you get possessive, you know…”

Damien’s pupils dilated.

Luca’s lips brushed his jaw, teasing, light. “When you look at me like you own me.”

Damien growled.

Luca smirked, pushing further. “But right now…” His fingers danced lower. “You’re all worked up over a dead relationship. You look hot when you’re mad, but—” He tilted his head, challenging. “Are you mad because I had an ex, or because you can’t stand the idea of me with anyone but you?”

Damien’s control snapped.

He yanked Luca onto his lap in one swift motion, their bodies colliding.

Luca gasped, hands gripping Damien’s shoulders. “D-Damien—”

Damien crushed their lips together, claiming him with a deep, possessive kiss.

Luca moaned softly, fingers tangling in Damien’s hair.

Damien pulled back just enough to murmur against his lips, “You belong to me. No one else. Ever.”

Luca smirked, breathless. “Prove it.”

Damien’s eyes darkened further.

Oh, he would.

But first, they needed to get home.

Luca grinned, shifting teasingly in Damien’s lap. “Better drive fast, then.”

Damien cursed under his breath, shoving him back into his seat. “Seatbelt. Now.”

Luca chuckled, fastening it.

Damien started the car, speeding off into the night.

Luca knew tonight was going to be very fun.

—

Damien didn't waste time. Pulling up to the grand estate, he yanked Luca out of the car before he had a chance to react.

The second they stepped through the door, Luca barely had time to breathe before Damien grabbed him—

And threw him over his shoulder.

“D-Damien!” Luca gasped, fists pounding weakly against his back. “Put me down, you brute!”

Damien chuckled darkly, his grip like iron. “Not a chance, angel.”

Ava, still asleep in car earlier, had already been put to bed, unaware of the storm brewing between them. Damien tells guard to get sleeping Ava to her room.

With a fierce kiss, Damien took possession of Luca's lips again, silencing any protests the boy might have mustered.

His hands clawed at Luca's shirt, tearing it open in his frenzy when he reach inside and carry him upstairs.

As Damien carried Luca upstairs, his breaths ragged with desire,

Luca felt the heat of Damien’s body, the hardness of his muscles as Damien carried him effortlessly up the stairs.

“You’re ridiculous!” Luca huffed, though his face was burning.

he kicked open the bedroom door and headed straight for the four-poster bed.

Laying Luca onto the bed, Damien's body followed, covering him completely. His weight pinned the younger man down, his blue eyes boring into Luca's darker ones.

“You’ve been testing me all night,” Damien murmured, voice thick with hunger. His fingers traced along Luca’s jaw. “Calling out another man’s name. Taunting me.”

Luca bit his lip. “Maybe.”

Damien exhaled sharply, his restraint hanging by a thread.

Luca smirked, trailing a teasing finger down Damien’s chest. “And what are you gonna do about it?”

Damien’s smirk was dangerous.

“Oh, angel,” he whispered. “You’re about to find out.”

"You're gonna regret it , you're gonna regret saying all that"

Luca bit his lip, swallowing a smart remark. He was tempting fate, pushing Damien's limits. "Make me regret it then," he challenged, lifting his hips against Damien's hard length.

Damien smirked darkly, grasping both of Luca's wrists in one hand and raising them above his head. With his free hand, he yanked Luca's jeans and underwear down in one fluid motion, exposing the boy completely.

"Exposed and helpless," Damien murmured, admiring Luca's naked form sprawled before him. He reached into his nightstand drawer, retrieving a coil of silky black rope.

Damien flipped the coil expertly around his hand, an unfamiliar object between them. "You shouldn't talk so boldly without knowing the consequences."

His hungry gaze raked over Lucas trembling form. "Im gonna teach my little tease a lesson".

"You can't scare me, Damien," Luca taunted, his cock stirring despite the fear coursing through him. He squirmed, testing the boundaries of his restraints.

"God, you're adorable when you try to struggle," Damien teased, a hint of nenace underlying his words. "Let's make this interesting, shall we?"

With that, he lifted Luca's legs high, spreading him obscenely wide. Damien watched intently as his fingers moved with precision, teasing and tormenting Luca's tightly clenched opening.

Rubbing it slowly , from outside teasingly."'Now, I want to hear you s

ay that you belong to me." Damien said , rubbing his hole , causing Luca to inhale sharply. "Who do you belong to?" he asked sternly.

Luca's body trembled under Damien's masterful touches. "I-I belong to you, Daddy" he whimpered, his voice barely audible.

Damien pleased rewards him by pushing two finger in his little pink hole.

"You like that, my little lamb?" Damien taunted, curving his fingers to stroke Luca's prostate. "Feels amazing, doesn't it? Dying for Daddy's fat cock."

As Luca squirmed under Damien's tormenting touch, he pleaded for tormenting touch, he pleaded for release. "Please, Daddy... please."

Damien grinned wickedly at the boy's pleas, delighting in his weakness.

He then chuckled, keeping the pressure steady. "Sorry, baby, you're not coming until I tell you to." He twisted his fingers, making Luca moan louder. "Understood, sweetheart?"

Luca panted heavily, his arousal mounting. He squirmed, desperately seeking release, but Damien held him captive, teasing and denying.

Damien leaned in, his voice dropping to a low rumble. "You look absolutely delectable, stretched out and wanting like this, my little lamb." He gave Luca's bound wrists a tug, reminding him of his helplessness.

Without breaking eye contact, Damien took a mental snapshot of Luca's debauched beauty. His own length throbbed eagerly in his briefs, threatening to burst through the fabric.

"I can't decide which I want more," Damien growled, his eyes dancing with mischief. "To fill this tight little hole with my cum, or to mark these pretty red lips with it."

As Luca stared up at Damien, his eyes glazed over with a mix of desperation and desire, Damien debated his next move.

Damien smirked, pushing both fingers deep inside Luca's tight hole. "But maybe I'll do both," he rasped, hooking his digits to rub against the younger man's prostate. "Wouldn't you like that, babyboy?"

"I want it, Daddy" Luca panted, straining against the ropes binding his wrists. His legs trembled from being spread so wide, toes curling as Damien hit that perfect spot inside him.

Damien's eyes glinted with satisfaction as he withdrew his fingers, leaving Luca hollow and empty. "Hold on tight, printsessa," he whispered, unzipping his pants to reveal his steel-like hardness.

Damien dragged his pulsating cock across Luca's pale, trembling stomach. Without preamble, he slathered pre-cum around Luca's pucker and plunged deep inside with One punishing thrust.

As Damien buried his massive member inside Luca, the younger man let out a raw cry, his brown eyes welling up.

Damien's thrusts were relentless, his gaze locked onto Luca's disbelieving eyes. "Fuck!" he yelled, the sensation of being stretched open, split in two by this mammoth cock, unlike anything he'd ever imagined.

Luca writhed underneath Damien's massive bulk, lost in the exquisite agony of being filled so completely. He began to ruthlessly fuck him.

As Damien reveled in Luca's reaction, he felt the boy's body tense beneath him. Realization dawned on him as he saw the pleasure and shock warring in Luca's brown eyes.

Luca came so fast. Holding In his orgasm earlier.

Damien laughed darkly at Luca's surprised cry, relishing the way his passage clenched around him like a vice.

Damien's amused laughter rang out, echoing through the dimly lit bedroom. He.pumped harder into Luca, who writhed beneath him in a frenzy of pleasure and disbelief. "What's wrong, my little lamb?"

Damien watched, amused, as Luca gasped and tensed beneath him. "It seems I've broken another barrier," he mused, smirking wickedly. "Tell me, did you expect to cum so quickly from a mere thrust or two?"

Luca stared up at Damien, embarrassment coloring his cheeks. "N-No, Daddy, but ahh- you were teasing me earlier" he stammered, his body still trembling from the unexpected release. "You're too perfect to resist, aren't you?"

Luca's skin tingled with heat, his eyes flicking to Damien nervously. Damien is still fucking him relentlessly in his aftershocks. His body feels so Oversensitive.

Luca's body burned, his hole clenching around Damien's pulsing thickness as aftershocks pulsed through him.

Tears streamed down Lucas flushed cheeks, his senses overwhelmed by the brutal pleasure coursing through him.

As Luca cried out in pleasure, Damien smirked and admired the younger man's beautifully wrecked state. He felt the boy's inner walls milking him greedily, eager for more of what he had to give.

"My needy little slut," Damien murmured, leaning down to trace his tongue along Luca's tear-stained cheek. "I do believe I deserve a reward for filling your needy cunt so well.!"

Damien released Luca's wrists, allowing the ropes to fall loosely. The satiated boy draped himself over Damien's broad chest, panting and quivering from his explosive release.

Damien's grip tightened on Lucas thighs, his pounding becoming more erratic. "Time to make a mess of you, kiska," he grunted, slamming his cock home one final time.

"Your tight litle pussy is leaking all Over my cock, printsessa," Damien growled, lowering his body onto Luca's and capturing his mouth in a hungry kiss.

As Damien's thrusts became more urgent, Luca's moans intensified, his spine arching off the bed.

Damien's growls of pleasure increased in volume, his grip on Luca's thighs tightening to the point of pain. "Fuck! Here it comes, kiska," he roared, erupting deep inside the boy's quivering hole.

Damien's powerful body shuddered as he spilled his load into Luca, his thrusts slowing but never ceasing. He groaned deeply, "That's it, my good boy Take it all."

Luca welcomed the flooding warmth, sighing as Damien poured himself into him. As the older man's release subsided, he kept Luca impaled, panting softly into the younger man's ear....

Luca passed out from exhaustion and oversensitivity.

**********

Luca lay utterly boneless against the sheets, his body trembling from exhaustion. His lashes fluttered, lips parted as soft, breathless gasps escaped. His porcelain skin was marked, evidence of Damien’s possessiveness sprawled across every inch of him.

Damien, still starving for more, traced a finger along Luca’s damp spine, his golden eyes gleaming with dark satisfaction.

“Tch… Passing out already?” Damien murmured, amused as he pushed sweat-dampened strands of midnight hair from Luca’s face. “And here I thought you could handle me, angel.”

No response.

Luca’s body had fully surrendered to sleep.

Damien exhaled through his nose, his smirk softening—just barely.

His obsession burned hotter.

Sitting up, Damien grabbed a warm cloth from the bedside table, his touch surprisingly gentle as he began to clean Luca’s exhausted, oversensitive body. He took his time, running the cloth over Luca’s delicate frame, watching how his angel twitched slightly but remained unconscious.

His beautiful, fragile angel. Just passed out from mere teasing.

Damien’s jaw tightened as his fingers ghosted over Luca’s bruised wrists, his own possessive marks so visible against his lover’s pale skin.

“You’re too delicate for this world,” Damien whispered, voice thick with obsession. He brushed his knuckles against Luca’s flushed cheek, pressing a soft kiss to his temple.

His Luca.

His to protect. His to love. His to keep.

And no one—not Mikhail, not fate itself—would ever take him away.

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