“Thank you for telling me, Daniel. I’m sorry you’ve gone through this, that you don’t have more freedom and clarity over what you want. I think this time might be really good for you, then. A chance to see what your father has been denying you, what it’s like to get your needs and desires met. I know it’s counterintuitive, but satisfying your submissive needs might give you the strength to make decisions for yourself.”

“I don’t want to lose my brother. We did this together but he came out null. My father’s been able to pull strings and he’s thriving now.”

“Dr. Chang mentioned your brother was null.” Liam has heard of the designation, heard it’s rare, but he’s never met someone who had it. How could it be sustainable? But surely the doctors who’ve encountered it know, and he doesn’t need to be thinking about that right now. Right now he needs to take care of Daniel, the deprived and traumatized submissive in his arms.

He lets his thumbs brush gently over Daniel’s nipples, a light touch through the fabric of his shirt, and Daniel gasps in pleasure.

But Daniel is so unused to getting played with there, the flesh so unworked and knotted up that he whimpers and swallows back a cry, his hands coming up and over Liam’s, urging him to be gentler. His poor breasts are like rocks and will need a lot of attention to get them soft.

Daniel whimpers again loudly, mewling in protest.

“Tell me,” Liam says, working them softly.

“Hurts.”

“It’s good, baby. So good for you. Let’s see, honey. Let’s just see,” Liam demands and rubs his cock against Daniel’s ass, lets his teeth graze down his submissive’s neck. His hands work Daniel harder and Daniel sags back against him, crying out at the rough touch. “There you go. Stop me. I’m hurting you. We both know this hurts you. You haven’t had the love and attention you should have, so this is a lot. Go ahead and lift my hands away, sweetheart. That’s how you get your Daddy to stop. Do you want to try?”

Daniel tries, but it’s pathetic, hands lifting halfway and then dropping down by his side. The most perfect example of weakness he’s ever seen. His cock aches to be buried in the submissive.

“I’m weak,” he gasps, shocked. “Please,” he pleads. Daniel presses his neck to Liam’s mouth, trying to get a kiss or a bite on his claiming glands. It’s needy and adorable.

Tempting.

“Poor baby. Weak as a kitten because your body wants it. So fucking sweet. This is how it will always be, Daniel. Goddamn, I’m so hard. I’m gonna get your pretty tits so fucking soft, have them in my hands all day.”