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shutting. He had thick, long lashes that fanned his tanned cheeks. Geoff gave the belt an extra cinch, putting his other hand flat on Chris’s back so he felt his heart jump. His own did the same.
    “So you’re in darkness,” he said, steadying his voice. “Total, pitch darkness. Where you’re not Chris, you’re not really anyone. Just pure need and want, no thought or judgment. You’re on your stomach, the way you normally sleep.” Geoff lowered him into that position, putting him flat, making sure his cock got pressed to the mattress in the right direction. Nothing could break a moment like having your dick at the wrong angle . . . unless the discomfort had erotic purpose. He thought of the sub he’d seen at the warehouse, trussed in pallet wrap and under a coating of heated wax.
    He couldn’t let his head get trapped in that space right now. His feelings for the man under his care was a bigger demand than ruminating on future possibilities. Chris’s needs became his own, because every sense was focused on standinginside Chris, understanding where he was at, taking a journey with him.
    As Geoff put him down on the mattress, he kept his hand curled over his shoulder, the other at his side to control the descent. Christ, the boy was heavy. Next time he’d have him lower himself first, then deny him the use of his hands. Good planning resulted in more pleasure for them both. But once he had him there, the view was worth it. The mound of his ass, the valley of his back, the expanse of shoulders, pulled back, arms bound and knuckles resting on the rise of his ass. His cheek was pressed to the pillow, lips set in that tense line, hair falling over his brow. Geoff’s gaze slid down over the powerful columns of his thighs, and muscled calves. His legs were spread enough Geoff could see the ripe plums of his balls. His cock would be like a steel pipe against his belly.
    Geoff trailed a hand over his ass, down one thigh. “So you’re in the dark,” he continued, rising to push the door shut and draw the blinds, putting them in darkness in actuality, especially when he pulled the safety light out of the wall. “Even if you open your eyes, you don’t see me anywhere. But you feel me.”
    He finished stripping off the rest of his clothes as he spoke, knowing Chris was hearing the zipper come down, the rustle of clothing. He expected his friend had opened his eyes at his implied permission. All he’d be able to see was Geoff’s silhouette. “You know I’m here, and you wonder when I’m going to do something. Whether you should fight, how you can submit. That feels like the wrong thing to do, but it also feels right, too. The good thing is, you don’t have to worry about it, not really. You can’t fight the dark. It simply is. Slips around you, holds you, keeps you as long as it wants to.”
    He centered himself, drawing what he wanted and what he could feel from Chris into the same breath, deep into his lungs. Dropping to the mattress, he planted one knee between Chris’s legs as he took a firm grip on his balls. Ah, fucking heaven. Chris’s thighs quivered, his ass making a delectable twitch as Geoff fondled and squeezed.
    “You don’t have to worry about anything, because I’m the one making choices. Taking them. I want you, Chris.” Geoff paused. “I’ve wanted you for a long time. But not as a casual fuck. Somehow, I knew when this moment came, it would be like this. As important as what we’ve started with Sam. Not a
Let’s see where this will go
. This is permanent, forever, nobody getting out of it alive. This is it for us. Right?”
    Another quiver. He’d wanted Chris to know he wasn’t playing Dom games or just lonely for a piece of ass. He expected Chris knew, but Geoff needed to say it, because he was painfully aware there was one of them in this room who needed that to be clear. “Answer me,” he demanded roughly.
    Keeping his hold on Chris’s testicles, he dipped his thumb between