The fright in the large green eyes was lovely, and Vaille enjoyed them in the mirror. With the lack of oxygen, the beauty of those eyes grew. So this was the primal boy, this was the animal that slept in Jaiden's belly. What a succulent performance. Even the little hand holding on to Vaille's wrist was welcome, since it could do nothing to free its owner. Jaiden was too eager for breath to thwart his felling, and that of course landed him on the floor as Vaille intended. How fitting he looked there. He should have been livid, a little alleycat caught, claws and teeth out.<br/><br/>But true to the nature Vaille had seen in him, Jaiden remained where he was. He didn't even have verbal protests ready, after his head had been claimed. The prick in Vaille's grip through Jaiden's pants was already telling the larger male this was all going as planned. "You're learning quick." he said, and shook the hand that held Jaiden's intimate flesh. The boy would be hard pressed to give any other reason to his arousal. Vaille wasn't the kind to let this obvious sign go unnoticed. "I'm just giving you what you want, to see if you still want it. This is therapy." he said, since the boy seemed to favor thin veils.<br/><br/>Vaille easily peeled the pants down to Jaiden's propped up knees, bare ass in the air. It elicited blood into Vallie's superior organ, but he wasn't here to indulge, he was here to turn Jaiden into something else. "Keep you head on the floor." he instructed calmly, with a slightly deeper voice than he'd usually have for his friend. He gripped Jaiden's balls and squeezed them. It was meant to be painful. His arm reached around the tiny waist and gripped the already rigid cock there, pumping slowly as his rough grip on the little sack hardened.<br/><br/>"Stay quiet or your boyfriend will come in." Vaille instructed as he tortured the smaller boy's sack while pumping his rod. Jaiden needed direction, he wanted to be controlled. He'd almost said it outright to Caine out there. This was exactly that. It was in his nature to fall into line, and he'd craved it. "Don't talk back to me." he warned and pinched a testicle harder. "Get your tongue out, Jaiden. Lick my bathroom floor." He'd have to start small. This was only the first step into ruining the innocence of the beautiful boy who'd though he could escape him, back when they met at the party.<br/><br/>Jaiden couldn't really be blamed for submitting if he did. Vaille was a tall structure over him, controlling his sensitive parts and demanding with an unforgiving voice. The stark opposite to the meek love Caine offered, well-meaning but flavorless after so long. There was nothing in the air that suggested Jaiden could resist or even be slow to obey. Vaille was simply that, in here, a pretty god in this atmosphere. He tugged harder at the little cock, to send pain through it to meet the electric torture shooting out of Jaiden's balls. While it was torturous, it was also more stimulation the boy had likely ever experienced, and it should be igniting a dormant part in him.