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day he’d had, not when the sight of the man stroking himself, his long fingers moving slowly over his length, filled Max’s vision. He licked his lips and leaned forward, hoping Simon had changed his mind.
    Simon shook his head. “I’ll tie you up again if you make me, Max. Not that I mind seeing you restrained, mind you. But sometimes we won’t have that luxury and I’ll need you to behave when and where I tell you to. Now, tell me about your day. If you’re good I’ll let you suck me off.”
    The absurdity of the words Simon had said didn’t bother Max. He knew his roommate was a Dom. They’d gone over it, briefly, before Simon had tied him up in an effort to get him to relax. It had worked for that night at least. Not much longer than that, as his day had proven. But at least he’d been able to sleep that night which was damn near a miracle considering how he’d been lately. “I had meetings,” Max began, his gaze tracking Simon’s movements as his fingers moved over the thick width of his solid cock.
    Simon nodded, his eyes nearly closing as he brought his hand up to the underside of his head. “Right. Meetings. They’re not the reason you look exhausted and stressed. Start talking.”
    Max pursed his lips. “I’d rather just suck you.”
    Chuckling, Simon opened his eyes and looked down at him. Max smiled, hopeful that Simon would forget all about whatever he’d looked like and just let him do what he wanted.
    “Nice try. And I bet you’d be good at it, too, with your full bottom lip stroking against the underside of my cock, your tongue darting into the slit, your hands cupping my balls…”
    His voice ended on a breathy whisper that had Max squirming in his position on the floor. “Yes. I can do that. I want to. Let me.” He reached for Simon’s cock, sure that the other man would let him this time.
    But Simon stepped back again and Max sighed at the increased distance between them. “You suck,” he grumbled.
    Simon smiled at him. “Not right now, but if you do as you’re told you might be able to.”
    “And what if I don’t want to?” Max asked stubbornly.
    “Don’t want to?” Simon echoed him.
    Nodding, Max leaned back on his heels. He could play this game, too. Simon wasn’t so special. “Yeah. What if I don’t want to suck your cock? Maybe I’ve lost interest. Maybe I just—”
    “Don’t lie to me, Max. Not to me and not to yourself,” Simon snapped at him. “Your eyes are wide, your cheeks are filled with color and I can see how hard you are from here. You want to play games, get an Xbox. You want to be an adult and admit your fucking desires, then stop messing around and answer my question.”
    Max slowly nodded, unable to do anything else in light of Simon calling him out on his ploy. “You’re a bastard. You know that right? Here I am, offering to give you what will probably be a pretty awesome blowjob and you can’t stop denying me and asking me about my damn day. Which, as you know because you seem to know so damn much, was awful so let’s just move on from that,” Max fumed as he stared up at Simon.
    One of Simon’s perfectly carved brows rose. “Dear sweet, Max…You haven’t even begun to see what a bastard I am.” He wiped a drop of fluid off the tip of his cock and held it out for Max but he refused to move closer, refused to give in to Simon, to show him just how much he wanted the other man. And so he stayed where he was and after a moment Simon shrugged and wiped his finger off on his muscular outer thigh. “And I want to know what happened at your job. That was the whole point of this. Remember? You letting yourself deteriorate, me stepping in to help you relieve some of that stress…That’s how this little thing between us is going to work. So, you can either tell me what happened or we can stop this and go back to just being roommates. Your call. But we aren’t doing these power play games of yours anymore. When you come home looking like