Chapter 10: Contract [4] [M]
As soon as his servant left, Azrael breathed heavily and straightened his body. He stood and opened the lid of the toilet, then he sighed in exasperation and slapped his forehead as he glanced down at his middle region and saw the center very erect.
"Dammit," he sighed multiple times to calm him down, but it wasn't helping. His sword wasn't backing down and unsheathing itself back.
He had no choice, but to unzip his pants and take care of his hardened member.
His long fingers wrapped around it, his warm palms making him shiver more and clouding his head. His mind was turning into mush as the heat rose to his head. His jaw clenched as he could feel his shaft getting harder from simply being touched.
Has he become so sexually frustrated that he shivered from his own touch?! He cursed himself under his ragged breathing. He couldn't hold back anymore. Perhaps, he was frustrated, given that it has been so long since he used it. Due to his unstable condition, he couldn't go and f*ck just anyone.
He began rubbing up and down; the friction sound of his palms clenching his shaft and his wrist hitting his groins sounded so erotic, yet it still wasn't enough to get him on. He wanted something warmer, something tighter.
Azrael bit his lips, suppressing the groan from escaping his throat. However, as his movement became rapid and hot, his moans became louder and louder. He was certain that Knox was standing outside, and he was probably hearing him pleasuring himself. But he might have lost his mind as he let his hoarse voice be heard even more.
He recalled what happened at the supermarket and veins popped on his neck. His jaw clenched and his face changed.
It was his fault! Azrael shouted inwardly.
That's right! He gritted his teeth and convinced himself. It was his servant's fault. If he hadn't broken the eggs on his head and smeared the yolk on his face and his clothes, then he wouldn't have gone and bought clothes and interacted with those people.
As his hands were busy working, his mind wandered to Knox, and his face only darkened in irritation. He recalled his nervous and paled face, he even caught his plump lips trembling slightly, and his emerald eyes shook when he glared at him.