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Magnus wrapped his arms around Charles, pulling him closer. Charles was utterly beaming with joy despite his disheveled appearance. He softly cupped Magnus’ face with his hands, looking deep into his brown eyes. Magnus smiled a bit, watching Charles give him a peck on the cheek.
“Nothing really.. it was nice I got to fuck you.”
“Nate said you looked a little down..”
“Well, he’s wrong.”
“Mhm?”
“I’m happy that I got to be your first time. Seriously.”
Charles furrowed his brow just a bit, but noticeable to Magnus, whose smile wavered a bit at the sight. Charles knew something was up. He tucked a bit of Magnus’ hair behind his ear and got nose-to-nose with him, his smile sharply dropping into a grimace and his voice dropping to a bit above a whisper.
“You can’t just lie to my face.”
“I-“
“What do you really want?”
“Charles-“
“I know you want something more. Is it me?”
“It’s not you!-“
Magnus’ heart pounded as Charles’ grip on his face tightened, a faint squeak escaping him. Charles was getting more and more irritated by the fact that Magnus kept denying himself pleasure for the sake of others. He went to speak again, but felt something odd beneath him. Magnus’ eyes went wide as his face turned red with shame. Charles stood and looked down at Magnus’ groin, noticing that he once more had a bulge.
“What’s this?”
“I- well-.. fuck.”
Charles crossed his arms, an almost wicked grin spreading across his face. He knew just what Magnus needed. Magnus crossed his legs and looked up at Charles with utter shame, feeling bad about his sudden arousal.
“Stand up for me.”
“..okay- AGH!- WHAT THE FUCK?!”
Just as Magnus got to his feet, Charles’ hand went straight toward Magnus’ crotch, grabbing his balls tightly. Magnus held onto Charles for support, his legs shaking a bit. Charles let go, watching Magnus bend over a bit and clutch his balls, confused as to why Charles did that.
“I picked up on it. You wanna be dominated, is that it? Hurt? Shoved around?”
Magnus sputtered and fell back onto the couch, his mind absolutely reeling. Despite the pain, it was oddly arousing. He let out a quiet whimper as Charles bent over and got in his face, messing with Magnus’ beard with his finger.
“..you got me..”
“Next time we have an encounter, I’ll make sure you really enjoy it.”
“..I think Nathan’s uh.. waiting on you..”
“I’ll be back.. we can talk more then.”
Charles backed away and went back to Magnus’ room, leaving Magnus in a state of almost shock. Magnus felt a bit dizzy from the whole ordeal, wondering why and how their relationship evolved so quickly. He decided he’d let Nathan and Charles have their privacy; he had his own problems to deal with.