The Deal 2: Hell on Earth [Missing Chapter 13]

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VIC'S POV:

He was watching me. He probably thought I didn't notice, but I did. We were sitting on the couch and he was watching TV. I was on my laptop just finishing up a couple of customer reports I couldn't have been bothered to finish at work. It was about ten minutes ago when I first felt his eyes on me. Now every thirty seconds I saw him glancing at me.

"What?" I asked without looking up at him.

"Nothing." He said quickly and looked away.

He eventually looked back though. It wasn't just tonight that he had done this. Ever since he had that dream of his he had been looking at me differently. I feared I knew why. The reason I had to get rid of my last sub was because he became too attached. He developed feelings and I couldn't have that happen again, not when Kellin and I had such a good thing going.

I sighed and snapped my laptop shut. He visibly jumped and looked at the TV screen as if he were actually interested in it, but I'd be surprised if he even knew what he was supposedly watching.

"Come on," I said, tossing my laptop to the side and standing up, "I wanna fuck."

"Okay!" The boy was too enthusiastic sometimes. Then again, there was no such thing as too enthusiastic when it came to the bedroom.

I walked ahead of him to his room. I had a plan for tonight to get whatever silly little notions he had out of his head. I would remind him of why he was here. I would fuck him mercilessly and knock a little sense into him. I knew it was risky choosing someone who had the sweet and innocent thing going on for them. Sometimes they couldn't handle this type of relationship without feelings. I was determined to make this work though.

I stopped at the bed and spun around to face him. He looked at me patiently awaiting my orders. I scanned his body. He was, of course, stripped naked, just like I asked him to be. I couldn't help but notice the semi-hard on he had. It made me wonder if he was looking at me because he was into me, or if he just wanted me to get into him.

"Get on your knees." I demanded of him.

Without any hesitation he dropped to his knees. He shuffled towards me, all while maintaining eye contact. There wasn't a single glimpse of cheekiness that was usually in his eyes. Instead they held a familiar fondness I had seen before. I rolled my eyes, sighing once more.

"Get up." I told him.

He looked confused for a second but stood up so we were eye-level.

"Do we have to have a talk?" I asked.

"What do you mean?" He asked, clueless.

I shook my head. Talking about it would only make it worse.

"Never mind. Maybe I'll give you a break tonight. I mean, after last time." I said.

I hated seeing subs break down like he did. There was a reason safe words were used and I unknowingly crossed a line. Rules were important. I liked to stick by them. That way no one would get hurt. I hurt him. Perhaps not physically, but in a way I hurt him, which was why for the past couple of days I didn't so much as even touch him.

"I don't want a break." He agreed.

"You don't get a say in it." I snarled.

He was so disobedient and I was yet to figure out if that was a quality I liked or despised. I suppose I liked a challenge.

"Come on," He whined, "You've been distant since the bath thing."

"No I haven't. I've been busy." I half lied.