I was afraid the question was impossible to answer until I knew the alternative, a version of reality far out of my reach.

Khell hummed and grunted in his sleep, shifting and nudging the blanket down from his stomach until the defined and muscular Adonis belt of his hips was visible. He was a little softer-looking in sleep, some of the tension of his body easing and making the sharp lines of his muscles less defined.

I twisted my hand into the hem of the blanket, pulling it slowly away from him to reveal his cock, the broad spread of his legs, the heavy sac resting against the mattress. I reached out to touch him, to claim him in my hand, make demands at my own whim, and then paused.

Was I allowed? I'd signed all the forms of consent, spelled out clearly that I wanted to be touched while sleeping, but Khell hadn't. It was only further proof of the line between us, the brittle reality of the joy I'd found with him, and I craved to drive forward and shatter the barrier, take what I wanted and make Khell…mine.

"Touch me."

I shivered at the sound of his voice, both relieved and disappointed to glance up and find his eyes open, studying me with the same focus I'd been giving him.

I took the permission immediately, my hand wrapping around Khell's soft cock by the base, holding his gaze. I fisted him tightly and pumped, working my way up to his tip and smiling as he grunted, and I found the first pool of his ample precum, helping my progress of working him in my grip.

Khell'ar groaned, his arms stretching in the nest, hips nudging up into my grip. He was a picture of surrender, and I wasn't fooled for a second. He could take the control back from me in a heartbeat. He'd already ordered me to touch him.

Rather than wait for his next command, I climbed over one thigh, making a place for myself between his legs. I wrapped both hands around his cock, now stiff with his stav starting to pump in the velvety, thick sleeve of his length. I was very fond of that delightful internal mechanism of his, like his cock was working double time to satisfy me.

His clients, a bitter voice whispered, and I brushed it quickly away.

Khell's hands reached down to scoop my hair back as I ducked and took my first lick. The rich flavor of him was immediately satisfying on my tongue, feeding a hunger that seemed to simmer constantly in the background ever since I'd knelt before him in the dungeon and taken him in my mouth for the first time.