Bossnoeul ff <Meant to be mine>

14- Only yours.

"I..." he began, his voice small "I don't want to be anywhere else."

Atlas chuckled softly, his grip on Rayal's waist tightening as he pulled him closer.

"Good," he repeated, his voice lower and huskier. "Because you're mine now. And I don't want anyone else to touch you, to hold you, to call you theirs."

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Rayal felt a shiver run down his spine at Atlas's words, his heart racing in his chest. He had never felt so wanted, so desired, so possessed before. And he couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort and security in the knowledge that he was now protected by someone as powerful and dangerous as Atlas.

"I'm yours," he whispered, his voice shaky and submissive. "Only yours."

Atlas felt his heart throb at the sound of Rayal's submissive and vulnerable voice, his possessiveness and protectiveness flaring up stronger than before. He pulled him even closer, their bodies pressing tightly against each other.

"Yes, you're mine," he growled, his voice dripping with desire and need. "And don't you forget it."

Rayal felt his breath hitch at the sound of Atlas's voice, his body reacting to the other man's possessive and dominant tone. He felt small and vulnerable in his arms, but also safe and protected.

"I won't," he promised, his voice a whisper. "I won't forget it."

Atlas felt a wave of desire and intensity wash over him as he heard Rayal's promise, his possessive and dominant instincts taking over completely.

He pushed Rayal against the wall, their bodies pressing fully together as he trapped him between his arms. His eyes darkened with lust and need as he looked down at him, a dangerous and hungry expression on his face.

"Say it again," he demanded, his voice low and commanding. "Say that you're mine."

Rayal could feel his heart racing as he was pinned against the wall by Atlas, his body responding to the other man's possessiveness and intensity. He felt overwhelmed and powerless, but also excited and aroused.

He looked up at Atlas, his eyes wide and vulnerable as he felt the other man's body pressed against his own, his arms on either side of him like a cage.

"I'm yours," he whispered, his voice soft and submissive. "I'm yours, only yours."

Atlas felt a thrill of possessiveness and dominance as he heard Rayal's words, his mind consumed with the need to claim and own him completely.

He leaned in closer, his face only inches away from Rayal's, his gaze fixed on him like a predator stalking its prey.

"That's right," he growled, his voice deep and commanding. "You belong to me, and no one else. You're mine to take care of, to protect, to possess."

Rayal felt a shiver run down his spine at Atlas's words, his body trembling slightly in anticipation and fear. He was completely at the mercy of Atlas's will, and he both loved and hated it at the same time.

"I...I don't understand why," he whispered, his voice soft and confused. "Why do you want me so much?"

Atlas could see the mixture of emotions on Rayal's face, fear and confusion mixed with excitement and arousal. He knew that the boy was struggling to understand why he was so possessive of him, but he also saw the way he reacted to his dominant and possessive words.

Rayal felt a strange mix of emotions as he heard Atlas's words about taking care of and protecting him. He had never had anyone speak to him so possessively before, always feeling unwanted and unloved by Lhong. But now, being held and controlled by Atlas, he couldn't deny the sense of comfort it gave him