[If the mood to dominate had faded, Hector's complete surrender sparks it back in even greater force. There's nothing to hold back, he can act upon all his lust and love. Hector is a feast for both, Everett's impulsiveness taking full hold of him beneath the moon. He pounds the younger man's ass relentlessly into the sheets, using him to every advantage, taking all the pleasure he can. Between then handprints and just how merciless Everett is in fucking him, good luck to Hector sitting comfortably the next day.

At least, with Everett's confessed love and invitation to live at his cottage, he need not limp himself home of wobbly legs any time soon.

He nibbles at Hector's long ear between hushed praise and words of devotion, because it's not full control unless he's got Hector's emotions wrapped up around his finger, as well. Every bit of him, Everett's to keep.]

I love... I love you, Hector. You... you are so good to me. So indulg, indulgent... so good, so good, worth so much... to me, I promise, I'll take good care of you, my precious Hector-