<em>Tease</em>he thought, but didn't say a thing, merely smiled slightly at the man's words, blushing at the compliment given, sucking his lower lip in when Lessard forced him to stretch his neck farther.<br/><em>God, I want you...</em>followed, and he wasn't all too sure his thoughts weren't clearly readable on his face. But, if they were, would that be so bad? He<em>did</em>want him. Badly. But he'd not word it unless asked.<br/><br/>Lips parted for a quivering moan at the feel and sight of him touching his now demanding length. Volume and quiver increasing when he drew back up with his<em>nail</em>, a stronger shudder passing through his body.<br/>Every last inch of his body was so very sensitive now. So craving touch, but more so craving pain. How long would Lessard but play with him? Would he ever give him release, at that?<br/><br/>His trail of thought was broken, shattered, when the pain bloomed, back arching up hard, still parted lips giving room for a loud groan. He didn't even hear Lessard's growl.<br/>The welt burned. And the burn spread through his skin.<br/>The second second stroke was so close to his groin he thought he'd die.<em>Closer...</em><br/>Eyes closed, teeth bit into lips. He had to keep focus. Damn it. But it felt so fucking good.<br/>He sighed a frustrated sigh through his nose when he felt a pearl of precum wander down his erection. He would<em>not</em>lose control, he would not.<br/><br/>Lessard asked him something, and he inhaled deeply so he had breath to answer, but his voice was a quivering whisper still.<br/>"Please.. c-can I have more..? It.. it feels g-good."