“That’s all right. I’ll take it from here.”

I open my eyes and Daevin comes into my line of sight. The door closes and he leans over me, his right hand moving through my hair. He looks down over my body and I do the same. I remembered being strapped down and mildly sedated. I groan softly as I recall why it was done. I left my now free arm, my hand coming to my face, “How is she,” I can not believe I did that to her, but then again, I don’t even know what I was drugged with so there is the chance that I would be capable of doing something like that.

Daevin’s left hand comes to rest on my thigh, “Well, she was surprised at first. She thought you were only into men and she checked on you earlier while you were busy with Tennison. Once the initial shock wore off, you turned out to be the best fuck she’s had in the last two months.”

I blink at him, his eyes take their time coming back up to mine, “…She liked it?”

He lets out a chuckle, “Like is putting it mildly Ares. She totally loved it. The only reason why she was frightened was because you were drugged and would probably fuck anything to within an inch if their life. She says you were amazingly gentle with her,” he looks over my body again, “given your…size,” Daevin takes hold of me and strokes slowly, “Anthony told me you had a cock on you and I agree with him one hundred percent,” just thinking of how that red-headed idiot enjoyed giving me a blowjob is enough to make he throttle him. I hate myself for letting my body dictate the need and making him service me over and over again. I hate him even more for enjoying it. He’s still probably grinning ear-to-ear and possibly bragging about how he survived being around me.

“Daevin let go of me,” I rasp out. He ignores me and continues stroking. Despite the use of machines to get this drug out of my system, my body is starting to react to his touch. His hand leaves my hair as he focuses on my resurging erection. What did Kenneth give me? What was Rex creating downstairs? Why was Daevin letting him create something like this? I don’t have enough energy to fend him off completely, but yet my body wants this touch. This stuff can’t still be in my system, can it? Daevin’s movements become faster then slower as if I want him to do this to me. I watch as he switches hands on my shaft and fight the moan coming forth as he slips his left hand down cup my scrotum. I take hold of his wrist and he pauses long enough to bend down and take me in his mouth. I take in breath as I feel his tongue move over my slit then circle my head. I close my eyes tightly and struggle against the oncoming pleasure of human contact.

“Sweet heaven you taste good Ares,” he says once he releases me from his mouth. I open my eyes and see Daevin licking his lips. I will not have this happen again. No one is going to take advantage of me in this situation. I squeeze his wrist but he still has a hold of my shaft. His mouth descends on me again and my hips buck as he engulfs my head.

“Patrick, please stop,” I say trying not to thrust blindly into his mouth. He takes a few more licks then releases me again. He wanders up my body cleaning up trails of my seed. Feeling his tongue on my skin sends sparks of desire through my body and I feel myself twitch as he comes closer to my nipples, his hands having switched again and his right is on my forearm. He takes my right nipple between his lips, I press mine together as his tongue moves slowly teasing me. I grab his shoulder and push at him. I will not have this, not again. He suckles hard for a brief moment then stops to look at me.

“The nurse was going to do something of this sort to see if there were any lasting effects from the drug. He’s not capable of dealing with you like this however.”

“And you are?”

“I know you’ll refrain from trying to kill me. The nurse, I’m not so sure about. I don’t need you killing the hospital staff Ares, many of them are already afraid of you, with the exception of Shelly,” he smiles briefly, “Merrick had to damn near threaten their lives to get them to take off your clothes,” I glare at him for mentioning that bastard’s name, “I know you would have been pissed at me if I let him touch you. Why do you hate him?”

“That’s none of your concern,” I get out as his hand continues to stroke me, “Stop touching me Daevin.”

“I liked it when you called me Patrick,” he says. I try to sit up but find my body unresponsive to anything but Daevin’s touch. His lips near mine and I turn my head before he can reach my lips. Kenneth wanted to do that too. After Gio I don’t want someone thinking they’re that free to kiss me as such. I feel him smile against my cheek then kissing me softly. He kisses his way to my ear, the warm breath making me shiver and my erection twitch harder in his hand, “Do you not like this Ares?” he whispers.

“…Stop, please…” I can’t let him do this to me, not now. I don’t want him touching me. I don’t want anyone touching me, “Let go of me Patrick. Please.”

Daevin releases me and moves away from me only to come back moments later with a warn cloth. I feel the wet material on my skin. It’s comforting enough that my erection is not bothered by it and finally goes away. I sigh quietly when Daevin turns away. He comes back and takes hold of me again. What does this man want from me?  Why must he feel the need to touch me? I gather strength and manage to sit up fully. I close my eyes and take a few breaths as that effort took a bit out of me. I feel Daevin close to my left arm and I have no choice but to lean into him or fall back onto the bed.  His right arm comes around to support me as he still holds me in his left. His thumb travels over my slit slowly, wanting fluid to come out, “Let go of me Daevin.”

“Only if you promise I can taste you again.”

“…Fine.”

“Say it.”

“…I promise…now take your hand off of me please.”

“I’ll hold you to it.”

“I know you will,” silence falls over us for a time then I lift my head and look at the pale yellow wall of the room.

“…I do sincerely apologize Ares. I had no idea he was capable of doing something like that.”

“I know. No one knew…”