Literature
Needle and the Damage Done 9
~~Jimmy's POV~~
He looked so flustered with his flopping over his shoulders and onto my pillow.
He was looking at me like I was going to attack him or something.
Close.
"God, Jimmy, I can't wait any longer," he pouted.
"I might make you, Percy." I looked up at him through my drunken eyes.
"Oh, don't even-"
I took my hand off his cock. His face fell.
"Don't want to be teased?" I asked.
"No, Pagey," he said, lips pursing. "Not right now."
I just laughed and rubbed his chest, trying not to show my own arousal. I wanted to be in control. Then tonight would be perfect.
"Then tell me what you want," I retorted, giving him false control.
