Ethan is currently giving Alexei the cold shoulder. It was the same story as usual but this time, he was determined to get his way.
"Baby, why are you sitting over there?"
He scoffed and turned away in disdain.
Alexei laughed "Will you really not talk to me today too? It's been 3 days."
He looked at him with eyes full of annoyance before dramatically throwing a cushion at him.
Alexei caught it without much effort, tossed it aside and shuffled closer "Baby? Really? Today too? What do I have to do?"
Ethan jumped to his feet, to avoid him "I'll sleep alone today." He announced with determination "Don't crawl into my bed again, I'm going to lock the door." With that, he stormed off.
Under the amused gazes of the staff, Alexei chased after him.
Since Ethan came to live here, this has been quite a recurring situation. Of course, they could only guess what went on during the pair's private time, but whatever came after was quite novel.
"Ethan?" Alexei managed to catch up to him just before the door was shut in his face "Baby, don't be mad. I didn't mean it."
"You're lying."
"Ok... Fine. But Ethan likes to mark his territory, I know you can't help it."
This statement earned him a fierce glare "Since I can't help it, I'll sleep alone tonight. You can leave now." He crawled into the bed, ready to turn in for the night.
"You're kicking me out of your bed? Is this how you use people, Ethan?" He asked dramatically
"Yes. I don't want you anymore."
Alexei hopped on the bed pulling the gleefully squealing Ethan, by the ankle, towards him "I never knew you were such a ruthless conqueror, claiming a land as yours only to abandon it."
He playfully stepped on Alexei's chest "It's a useless land."
He grabbed the wayward foot and brought it to his lips to kiss his instep "That's a problem..." He mumbled breathlessly "...this is a land that can't be abandoned. Don't be irresponsible." He traced his tongue from the instep up to his big toe. He sucked on it for a few seconds, before his tongue continued on its journey relishing every toe and the spaces between.
Ethan could hardly contain the breaths of excitement that escaped his lips. He grabbed fistfuls of the sheets beneath them. The never knew he enjoyed such things maybe because he never had the time to learn or maybe Alexei had simply managed turned him into a pervert like himself.
"You won't be so irresponsible, would you?" He asked as he brought the second foot to his mouth to repeat the action.
He hummed in resistance, his body twisting uncontrollably in pleasure.
"Is that a yes?"
Ethan tried to retract his feet, but he led them firmly in place against his face. Their eyes locked. Slowly, Alexei pressed the soles of his feet against his face before trailing them down his body "All of this is yours, hm? Do you really not want it? Are you sure?" When his feet reached his waist, he spread Ethan's legs apart and pulled him closer, causing him to help in surprise "Well?"
The two stared at each other intensely, neither speaking as if engaged in a silent battle.
Ethan caved in and looked away biting on his lip, it was his defeat.
Alexei laughed as he leaned forward to tug it free with his mouth "You've been so mean to me lately, I was so hurt and lonely." He mumbled between kisses while his hands stripped the other of his clothes "You didn't even let me hold you."
"You started it." He murmured.
Alexei smiled "So you were throwing a tantrum? Heh. That's cute.'
Ethan hmphed and turned his face away.
"We'll do what you want..." Undeterred by his resistance, he opted to savour his neck "...what do you want? Just tell me, baby. I'll give it to you."
"You know what I want." He muttered resentfully.
Alexei stopped his actions, straightened and stared at his half naked lover with an unreadable expression. He had been putting off sex for a while now, it was bound to cause some dissatisfaction. He sighed, an action that made Ethan pout, "Ok."
His eyes widened in surprise "Re-really?"
"Are you being shy now?"
Ethan reached out to him, grabbed his collar and pulled him closer for a deep kiss.
It's not that he's particularly obsessed with sex or anything of the sort, Ethan just needed confirmation that even without pheromones, the alpha before him would accept him. He imitated Alexei's actions of stripping him, pausing nervously when he reached his waist band.
Alexei remained stiff and did nothing to stop him.
He took that as encouragement to go on so he did, however what happened next was something he would never have expected.
The moment he reached into the other's pants cup a feel, Alexei smacked his hand away and scurried off the bed in a desperate hurry. He bolted into the bathroom leaving the door wide open behind him. For the next ten minutes the room was filled with the sound of him retching and dry heaving.
Ethan sobbed silently in the bed, distraught by the idea that the man couldn't even bare to be touched by him.
Alexei splashed some water on his face trying to calm himself. His head rang, memories he thought were firmly behind him resurfaced, filling him with disgust and resentment. He knew he had been deceiving himself, it wasn't that Ethan wasn't ready, it was him who couldn't do it. He hid his reluctance under endless teasing, evading the topic however he could. The boy was innocent. He didn't deserve this. He retched again but nothing came out. He turned off the faucet and exited the bathroom slowly. Ethan was still there, curled up in a ball under the blanket, he could hear his silent cries. He knew he should comfort him, but he couldn't bring himself to face him, so he left. Quietly.
"When he returns from work, he simply locks himself in the room. He speaks to no one and barely eats." Dawson read out the text from Irene "That is the message I received from your chief of staff concerning him."
Alexei's focus remained out the window "What does the message really say?"
Dawson remained silent. While it's true that his boss was quite fond of him and as a result, very playful, he knew there was no way he could read out the actual words his wife sent him without consequence.
Alexei turned the swivel chair to face him, looking bored "What did your wife say?"
"He must be feeling very lonely...." He simply chose to divert the conversation, a skill he coincidentally picked up from his boss "...and very frightened. He came here to be with you, but you have abandoned him and fled the house for days."
"Did you just call me a coward?"
Dawson remained silent.
"Dawson!"
"Sir, whatever it is that happened between you two will not be resolved if you stay here."
"Do you realize you're crossing the line?"
"I'm just concerned for you."
He clicked his tongue and swiveled around to gaze out the windows.
"Sir, if I may say something..."
"You've been saying a lot of things why ask for permission now."
He chuckled softly "It will get worse if you hide away. He's probably thinking the worst."
"You sound like an expert."
"Well… I am married man, sir."
He lazily waved him away "Go home."
Alexei let himself into the room without announcing himself. He figured if he did, the other would reject him. Ethan sat up when he heard the sound. Neither spoke a word as Alexei walked to the bedside table, rid himself of his cellphone and watch. With steady hands he rid himself of every clothing until he was completely bare. With eyes fixed on Ethan, he climbed cautiously into the bed, trying not to frighten the one who was now shuffling away from him. When he reached out to the other, Ethan flinched and pulled away. The action tugged at his heart "Please don't leave, okay?" He pleaded softly as he sat back on his heels.
He said nothing in reply but remained seated.
Alexei's frame began to tremble as he reached for his lifeless organ, grunting as his face contorted in pain. He tugged, pulled and stroked but it remained lifeless.
Ethan watched in disbelief as Alexei grimaced while he tried hard to pleasure himself but clearly the act caused him pain. A lot of pain.
Finally, after what must have been a long endless torture, there was a reaction, he became half hard. "Eth- Ethan, can you help me?"
Ethan scrambled to his knees. Eager to help, he crawled closer "What should I do?" He asked tenderly.
"I... Please can... Could you please touch me?"
Ethan was devastated but he complied. He gingerly reached his hand out to touch his face, caressing every each of his skin like he was appreciating a great work of work, although, he genuinely did think of Alexei as a work of art. His fingers, full of affection and tenderness, stroked the man's forehead, his eyes, his nose, the lips that teased him endlessly and kissed him lovingly, his ears, his jaws, his neck and nape, his shoulders, the length of his arms briefly intertwining their fingers before moving on, his chest down to his abdomen. Ethan was determined not to miss a single part of him.
All the while, Alexei had been calling out his name, like he was yearning for him even though he was right in front of him, like he was hypnotizing himself, trying to fill his head with nothing but Ethan. Like a desperate prayer…
Ethan hesitantly reached out to take him in both hands. With a grunt, Alexei stiffened and became quiet "Should... Should I stop?" He whispered.
"…no."
He searched his memory and begun to imitate all that Alexei had done to him, he stroked, rubbed and pulled but got only a feeble reaction in response.
"Ethan..." He mumbled his name wistfully as he buried his face in the crook of his neck "...are you scared?"
"Ye-yes."
"Will you stop?"
He steeled his mind and continued with determination "No." He heard a weak laugh against his neck. He worked until his wrists were sore and his palms felt raw before the man had a release. It was not pleasurable, only full of pain.
Shaking, Alexei collapsed into him, sending them both flat into the bed "Ethan is so cool and fearless. I really wish I could be like you."
Ethan said nothing, he wiped his hands on the bedsheets before wrapping his arms around him, patting his back gently as Alexei kept calling out for him.
Lein's phone buzzed alive.
He received another message.
He had always been getting such messages however, the volume and frequency of these messages skyrocketed. It made him angsty.
They were never-ending. He hardly knew the senders. He didn't know who had made the video, how it was circulating, or how they even found out about Jason. He never posted about Jason because he liked to keep his life private, He himself wasn't as active online.
His fingers shook as they slid over the screen deleting the videos, the pictures, the messages. He couldn't understand why this was happening or why, but he knew for certain, he did not want Jason to find out.
HE ABSOLUTELY MUST NEVER FIND OUT.
If he did… if Jason ever found out.
"Rosalein?"
He caught the phone before it could slip out of his hands, pushed himself off the edge of the bathtub.
"Ro-"
"Chill, I'm coming."