Oliver gasped as he was jabbed with the needle, rubbing at the spot of blood that welled up when it was pulled out. Knives he liked. Needles he wasn’t that big a fan of. As his cock was grabbed and stroked, he moaned and wiggled his hips, starting to pant softly at the dirty talk. “I’d like to see you try...” Oliver purred at him. “I’ve been through worse than a rough fuck.” He gasped again and bucked his hips up afterwards, feeling a more intense heat spreading through his body and curling in his lower stomach. “Shit, enough teasing! Just fuck me already!”