CHAPTER FIVE

                                    

                                          
OFF's POV
                          
" I choose Papii's team. " - Gun finally announced, with a firm resolve. I saw him nod with approval in his sparkling eyes. And for some reason, that made me hard even more. The thought of GUN pleasing me. Damn.
                          
I held his hand and place it on my hard shaft that still covering of my pants. Fuck. This man really turn me on. I just don't know if he is going to fit me since he is so tiny.
                          
I saw his eyes strayed to my penis while i'm guiding his hand to touch and feeling my proud member.
                          
I offered my another hand, staring into his eyes. I know that he is still scared. I badly want him to choose my group. It seemed so insignificant to admit that i've gotten very much addicted to him. I really like the scent of him when he is aroused, or at the peak of ecstasy, the taste of him, the feel of him. I needed to experience that one more time or i was going to fucking insane.
                          
I'd gotten drunk over and over again on the heady scent of his pre-juices. I didn't want to share him. I didn't even want him kissed by anyone else. Which was weird because i've never felt possessive of any man or woman in my entire damn life.
                          
As soon as he took my hand, i led him to the nearest table, closeby to us. Then i started loosening his belt. I felt his hands squeezed around me, stopping me.
                          
" I c-can't " - he said, flustered and gittery and for the first time i saw him truly blush and it was divine.
                          
From him temples down to his neck. Didn't he know that he had a fucking hot body? That lad would die for and women would die to drink from? Taste of? Damn. But they never would because Gun is fucking Mine! It humbled me. A gorgeous lad this independent. A king with all his pride was pleading and albeit silently. No, the look wasn't for him. He didn't even deserve to plead to or beg anyone. Kings usually didn't. He deserved to always be adorned in pearls, regaled for the royalty that he was. 
                          
I felt a little guilty for letting him pass through this. But this was good for him. I studied him, known he hadn't experience any lovelife in his long time existence which was good for me. But he needed an experience like this in his life, and i was very glad i was the one that going to provide it..
                          
" You're fucking embarassed by the people outside watching? They're just onlookers, Gun. An audience. People like you and I. They don't mean anything. Focus on me. Just me.. I'm the one who's about to bring you to the peak of pleasure, not them. " - i bent to nuzzle his neck.
                          
He is really embarassed and the only keeping him from not running away there and then was my firm grip around his biceps.
                          
" I will conquer your fear of crowds, little one. You think they will judge you? You worry about what they think? Their opinion, making yourself always look right and presentable in the eyes of a crowd, in public. Always in control. Well, i'm about to shatter that control and it is befitting to do so infront of a crowd as well, no? I'm going to show you just how much they don't matter. I'm going to show you that at that deciding point, the only name you're going to be screaming is mine, begging me to make that last step to make you cum. " - i said and starts ripping his shirts off and immediately pull down his pants and underwear after. He is naked already.
                          
My gaze pinned him to the spot though he still couldn't help the flinch and tremble that escaping his lips when i picked him up and laid him straight on the table, front facing down and backside up. His arse exposed for all to see. Then i raised his two hands towards the head of the table and cuffed them with the padded metal cuffs hanging from the head of the table, and i quickly moved to cuff his two feet wide apart as well, to the two edges of the wide table sith the padded metal cuff hanging from there as well, stretching his out wide.