"Don't… Don't make me do that," Mylo pleas, unable to decipher how much humiliation the Alpha wants to put him through.
"Don't be naughty, beauty," Alaric wipes Mylo's tears away with his thumb and then licks it, sucking on it as he searches for something in Mylo's eyes, "You want this, I want this, we both want this. Why do you have to complain?" He jerks his hips up, causing the head of his cock to scrape Mylo's sweet aching spot.
Mylo wants to argue, he wants to counter the Alpha's words and let him know that he does not want any of this. That he is just doing this to gain his favours, to protect what is important to him and to make the hours of his days less sufferable.
Mylo begins moving his hips slowly to Alaric's ultimate surprise.
