GarrettXCorvo V: Xiao's Aphrodisiac [+18]

Garrett was relying with his arms on the wall. Trembling, hardly breathing, feeling Corvo’s hands going through his body over and over again. Making the skin crawl, both of fear and arousal. His tongue climbed through the spine to the nape, kissing, licking, biting. Garrett bit his own tongue and held the growing moan in his throat.

One of Corvo’s hands took his chin, and made him separate the forehead from the wall. “Why do you have such wretched glance Garrett? You should enjoy this.” His voice whispered against the ear, deeply breathing.

“S-shut up…”, Garrett shaked his head an tried to avoid him, but Corvo held him tighter and raised his head, leaving his neck unprotected. A inaudible growl let out through his lips.

“Well, what was that, Garrett?”, Corvo smiled.

“Fuck you! That’s just because Xiao Xiao’s aphrodisiac!”, the thief exclaimed, closing is eyes and finally releasing Corvo’s grip by himself. Although the killer managed well to keep Garrett catched, facing the stone.

“So… that’s mean this is feeling good, isn’t it?”, the man  pinched Garrett’s nipples and made the thief shiver. Another moan echoed in the dark.

“There’s… no way… this can feel good…”, the poor thief whispered, his sweat dripping down his face and back.

“Liar…”, Corvo gently bit his earlobe and kissed his neck again. The hand descended over the muscles of his abdomen, and finally grapped the tension between his thighs. “Your body betrays you, Garrett.”

“N-ngh! No…”

“Please, stop pretending you are not desiring it”, Corvo’s fingers surrounded his pleasure and started moving.

“No… please, don’t…”, Garrett looked down and moaned again.

“You want to feel me, Garrett. My skin against yours, my breath getting harder over your lips, my body moving between your legs, every muscle just looking for your pleasure…”, Corvo insisted, his hand kept moving.

“Please… agh! Stop it!”, Garrett tried to move away, but Corvo had already crushed him against the wall. “Ok, you win! I beg you Corvo, stop it now! Agh!”

“I don’t think so…”, Corvo refused, and his movements turned faster.

“S-shit! Ah… C-Corvo!”, Garrett sticked his fingers in the wall.

“You know which is the best part, Garrett?”, the killer suddenly asked, just to answer himself: “There was not aphrodisiac in your cup…”

Garrett moaned, over and over again, until his body no longer listened to his mind. Until his pleas turned into moans of delight. And then Corvo’s belt jangled against the floor.