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Eddy's fun (nsfw)

He had recognized the look in Brett's eyes, it wasn't a stare he got often, but was familiar with through his boyfriend: Want or even something more, if the stuttering had told Eddy anything. Brett's weakness would be Eddy's strength.

He hummed to himself sniffing at the new t-shirt given to him by one of the guards. It looked a bit tight around the shoulders but certainly was long enough. He preferred baggier things, the white T-shirt would have to do.

He slipped it on with ease besides it sticking tightly "so Brett went to check the cameras ai? He may be watching the live feed then."

He thought deviously, he tried to tuck his face more into the shirt so the cameras wouldn't pick up on the devilish grin that overtook his features. Was the plan he came up with the smartest one he ever had: No. But was it worth a try: Yes.

Maybe it was the lack of sleep speaking,or maybe he had a small thing for exhibitionism. It was probably both. Being without sleep made it where the humiliation was almost appealing. The appeal came from the thought of how Brett would react to him openly being vulnerable.

It was a tad warped; however, Eddy didn't care if it would be his ticket to freedom.

Ever so slowly he kicked his pants off then took off every other article of clothing and holsters/straps, until he only remained in a pair of tight red boy shorts and the t-shirt given.

He fell back on the bed , feeling the silken sheets against his exposed skin. It was quite a pleasant feeling to have something smooth move against him with ease. Sadly he didn't plan to just lay there rubbing against the sheets like a cat. No he had much more revealing plans than that.

Eddy pulled himself up onto his knees, taking a pillow carefully between them.

The pillow coverings were also made of blackened silk to match the bedding's theme.

Mentally he thought his captor was really good at decorating. He didn't say it out loud though, since his point was not to compliment Brett's color coordination. His point of this was to tease the elder man in every way possible.

Eddy sighed to the feeling of it moving against the inside of his exposed thighs, it shouldn't be too hard to entertain the idea of what he was lowering himself too.

" Think of Alex, imagine you're home with him. Maybe he's about to come home and you want to be caught by him. Hmmm that sounds like a good fantasy. If I close my eyes it'll be like I'm not even here," He thought to himself whilst his hips slowly began to roll forward for him to only grind back in perfect rhythm as if he was running off of a metronome. It was tense, as the realization of how insanely desperate he was to try to escape thundered through his head forming anxiety.

He sharply inhaled, the tension began to make his body quiver. It wouldn't be any good if he couldn't make it look natural.

He pulled the rim of the shirt up to his nose, exposing his chest while taking in a big whiff of the fabric. It's scent was calming like fresh cardemums. He wasn't sure whose it was but he was pretty sure he had smelled something similar to it before.

It helped him calm down, allowing his hips to move with ease: rolling leisurely. His mind zoned out trying to figure out how his boyfriend would touch him, which wasn't too hard given they did it before this mission in the first place. Although it was never really sexy, more or less laughable.

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Alex lightly poked at his lover's chest with a hum" Hmm you like that yeah? You're nipples are already peeking through your shirt, all I did was kiss them"