Zeke always teased him when he wanted it.
But tonight?
He took it too far.
He knew it the second Damien slammed the door behind them, hands already gripping Zeke's hips, spinning him and shoving him hard against the wall.
"Thought you were cute, huh?" Damien growled into his ear.
Zeke gasped, breath stolen.
"I-I was just-"
"Just mouthing off. Just teasing. Just acting like a brat in front of your friends."
Zeke squeaked as Damien grabbed both his wrists and pinned them above his head with one hand.
The other?
Already yanking his shirt up, exposing his belly, tracing that soft skin with fingers that trembled with restraint.
"You knew what it'd do to me."
Zeke nodded quickly, flushed, already hard, "You wanted this."
"I-yes-"
"Then you'll get all of it."
And with that-
Damien tore his pants down.
Zeke cried out as cool air hit him, followed by the heat of Damien's chest, then the sudden press of something thick and heavy between his thighs.
"No prep?" Zeke gasped, panicking and turned on all at once.
Damien leaned in, growling, "You're soaked, baby. Don't lie."
And then he pushed in.
Hard.
Zeke screamed.
It was so much. Too much. Damien wasn't easing in tonight. He wasn't sweet. He was relentless.
"Damien-ahh-wait, fuck, I-!"
"No waiting."
Damien gripped his hips and slammed into him, again and again, forcing Zeke's face into the wall, making him stand on trembling toes while he got wrecked.
It was brutal.
Fast. Deep. Nonstop.
Zeke clawed at the wall, sobbing, gasping for air between moans.
He'd never seen Damien like this -so gone. So desperate. So full of need.
"You don't get to talk back to me and walk away," Damien snarled, one arm snaking around Zeke's waist to yank him back onto his cock even deeper. "You think this body's just for show? This voice, this strength - you think I don't know how to fuck you right?"
Zeke cried out, head dropping forward.
"N-no-I-I love it- I love it-"
"Yeah? Then take it."
Damien dragged him away from the wall like he weighed nothing and threw him onto the bed.
Zeke barely had time to breathe before Damien was on him again - flipping him, pressing his knees to his chest, splitting him open wide and plunging back in.
Zeke screamed.
His body arched. His eyes rolled back.
His cock twitched untouched, leaking from the brutal pounding.
"Can't even handle me," Damien growled holding him open. "You asked for this. This is your fault."
Zeke sobbed, legs shaking.
"I-I can take it-I can- please don't stop."
Damien didn't.
He pounded into him like a beast, rhythm punishing, rough, wild. The bed shook. The headboard slammed. Zeke went silent from sheer overload, mouth open, back arched, body jerking with every thrust.
Then- Damien reached between them grabbed his cock, and stroked it just once.
Zeke came instantly.
Hard. Violently. His vision whited out. He screamed his boyfriend's name like it was the only word he knew.
But Damien?
Didn't stop.
He kept fucking him through it, cock twitching, hips pistoning, chasing his own release.
Zeke's overstimulated moans turned into sobs. His body shook. His arms wrapped around Damien's shoulders like he'd fall apart otherwise.
"D-Damien-too much-ahh-!"
"One more."
"I- Ican't-"
"One more," Damien snarled, burying his face in Zeke's neck. "You're mine. You're gonna feel me for days."
And then- with a loud groan and a final deep thrust- he came.
Hard.
Hot.
Filling Zeke so deep he swore he felt it in his stomach.
They collapsed.
Damien's body heavy and warm on top of him, breath ragged.
Zeke was shaking.
Used. Wrecked. Soaked.
His voice was gone. His legs? Jelly. His brain? Empty.
But he smiled. Small. Stupid.
"You're such an animal when I tease you..." Damien chuckled low, still catching his breath.
"You're lucky I love your bratty ass."
Zeke giggled.
Then flinched.
Because Damien was still hard.
And he wasn't pulling out.
"..Round two?" Zeke whispered wide-eyed.
Damien grinned wickedly.
"You really don't know when to shut up."