(BL) Sir, let me be yours
"Break me... Ruin me, sir. I don't care. Just call me yours." Finn breathed.
"You don't know what you're asking for." Dorian shook his head.
~~~~~~~
He was right.
But Finn never cared about being right.
Dorian Vale walked into his life as his bodyguard and his ruin; cold, dangerous, and carrying secrets Finn could feel but couldn't name. Everything about this man screamed wrong but it only made Finn hold on tighter.
He knew, somewhere beneath the grief and the recklessness and the wanting, that this man was not what he claimed to be.
Yet he dropped to his knees anyway.
He said "sir" willingly to the hands that gripped too hard, to the voice that gave commands like they were the only language he knew, to the control that never slipped, not once, not even when Finn tested it deliberately.
Finn had spent three years letting the world see him fall apart publicly, spectacularly, without apology. But he had never let anyone tie him down and take him apart slowly.
Until Dorian.
When the truth finally surfaces that every lie, every calculated touch, every moment of surrender was observed and reported back, Finn doesn't run.
In fact, he holds on harder.
Because the man sent to destroy him flinched first. And Finn Bellamy has never in his life known when to let go of something that was bad for him.
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