Chapter 17
A groan escaped Cullen’s throat as the pressure built up in him yet again.
He clutched at the sheets with his free hand, his back arching as the orgasm threatened to crash through him.
But it wouldn't come. After a few more tense moments, he gave up with a heavy sigh, throwing his arm over his face. He had lost track of how many times he’d tried to jerk off and failed to have an orgasm in the past week.
He was going fucking insane.
He sucked in a slow breath and glared down at his erection, his jaw clenching.
He'd never had this problem before and he wasn't sure why he was having it now. He’d thought maybe he’d just been too in his head but…
it wasn’t going down. His body wasn’t responding to anything he was used to using to calm himself.
And there had been plenty of nights where he’d had to take care of himself, in some way or another. But now…
For the first time since he'd gotten here, he wished Walker was here–for purely selfish, physical reasons.
It made him feel like shit, but it was true.
He needed a release and his own hand just wasn't doing the trick. And if he didn’t get this fucking erection to go away soon, he might become tempted to chuck himself out the window again.
With an irritated groan, he took his cock into his hand again, stroking it slowly while he thought of the last night he'd had with Walker. He remembered how it had felt to kiss him against the wall. How it had felt to pin him to the counter and slip inside of him. He sucked in a breath, speeding up his strokes as he imagined Walker kissing him, imagined Walker’s hands on him, his fingers slipping inside of him.
He thought of how it felt to kneel in front of his boyfriend, how good it made him feel to suck on him–
He gasped, his fingers tightening.
His mind slipped to other things, the other moments between them; the few times Walker had gotten rough with him, had hurt him but Cullen hadn't cared because it had felt so amazing. He gasped again as he slipped a little closer to his orgasm.
He imagined Walker on top of him right now, imagined it was his hand on his cock, stroking him. He thought of how it felt to have his tongue on back of his neck–
Cullen froze, his eyes flying open. He let go of himself with a low curse. Walker had never done that. Had never dragged his tongue along his skin in that skillful–
He shook that thought away quickly, his face growing hot.
"Stupid bastard." He muttered, gritting his teeth.
Leviathan just had to touch him, didn't he?
He'd had the whole thing carefully under control until they'd sparred.
Until Leviathan had rubbed him. He should've known better than to accept it.
Now his damn erection wouldn't go down no matter how hard he tried.
He rose with a groan, heading for the shower.
Not that any of the other ice cold showers had done the trick, but he didn't know what else to do.
He'd been holed up in his room for days now and he knew Leviathan would be in to drag him out eventually.
He needed to get this under control before the fucker found out, before he got the completely wrong idea and took this awful little game of theirs too far.
Leviathan was not used to being pent up.
He hadn't been denied sex in a long time, and normally he would simply move onto the next willing slave if he did happen to be turned down.
But he didn't want anyone else. He wanted to save every bit of his energy and anger for when the brat finally snapped and came to him; begged for him…
He shook his head, clearing it. He'd gone longer than this. This was nothing. Even with the constant temptation under his roof. He certainly wouldn't break before the brat did.
No, he would let him sit in his room and pretend to be sick without a word.
Leviathan could sense it all, though, the way he could sense everything that happened in his domain.
He could sense Cullen squirming in his bed, could sense the rush of water as he tried to cool himself down with yet another shower. He could hear his moans–
He jumped to his feet, rushing from his bedroom.
He needed a walk. Maybe in the human world.
Where he wouldn't be able to sense Cullen struggling with his issues…
Issues caused by him. He grinned, feeling the heat build in his gut again.
He remembered how it felt to touch him, remembered the low moan and the gasp that had fallen from his lips when he wrapped his fingers around his cock–
Leviathan growled and raised his hand, tearing open the fabric between worlds, and stepped through the portal that led into the darkness.