Gareth's fingers continued to thrust in and out of the bound boy's body, grinning a bit as he watched him, Anel's reactions captivating him. He could tell that he wanted so badly not to enjoy what Gareth was doing to him, but unfortunately for him, Gareth knew what he was doing... his fingers expertly sought out that special spot in Anel's body, thrusting deep into him and lingering there, his fingertips teasing at the sensitive bundle of nerves as his tongue traced its way teasingly up Anel's chest, his body shifting to rest over Anel with a slight grin.<br/><br/>"Just relax, Anel..." he purred softly, his voice oddly sympathetic, even as his fingers continued to stimulate the boy trapped under him against his will. "You<em>knew</em>this was going to happen. You spend so much time teasing me every time I come here... you spend so much time flattering me, telling me how much you love it when I visit you..."<br/><br/>His fingers thrust firmly against Anel's prostate, and he shifted to brace himself on his elbow so that his fingers could weave into his hair, almost gently - almost. This was still Gareth. Once his fingers wove into the long blonde hair he took a firm grip on it, tugging Anel's head to the side, leaning in to lick at his exposed neck, speaking to him again, while his fingers continued to work on him.<br/><br/>"... I know you tell that to everyone, it's your job to make people feel like they're wanted... but you mean it about me, don't you?" Gareth said with a wide grin, glancing up at Anel's face, even though his expression was obscured by the gag and blindfold. His fingers resumed thrusting, teasing him mercilessly... he could have just simply taken him by now, but Gareth wanted Anel to feel what it was like to be teased to insanity. Whether he wanted it or not. Gareth was going to tease him up to the edge sloooooowly, and shove him over it<em>hard</em>, no matter how angry Anel might be later, he wanted him to think of this long after he had left. Crave it.<br/><br/>"Do any of your clients<em>ever</em>really treat you properly, the way you crave to be treated, aside from me, Anel?" Gareth murmured as he let his teeth just graze against Anel's pale neck, the bruises from his fingers gripping his throat earlier forming there already. "Just relax and let me show you how<em>good</em>this can be."