On The Edge

Episode 7: On the Edge

The room was quiet, but the air between them crackled like a storm ready to snap. Enzo had Elias pinned against the bed now, the couch long forgotten after Elias’s breathless moan had broken through Enzo’s restraint like a dam giving way. The taste of Elias still lingered on Enzo’s tongue—sweet, hot, and addictive.

Elias lay beneath him, lips swollen from their kisses, chest rising in uneven breaths. His shirt had been pushed halfway up, revealing the smooth skin Enzo couldn’t stop touching. Fingers trailed over Elias’s waist, dipping into the waistband of his pants, teasing but not yet daring.

“You like pushing me, don’t you?” Enzo’s voice was low, dark with desire, brushing against Elias’s ear like a kiss. His teeth gently grazed the lobe, drawing another gasp.

“I love watching you lose control,” Elias whispered, voice husky and breathless. His fingers tangled in Enzo’s hair, pulling him closer. “You're so close, aren't you?”

Enzo groaned, burying his face in Elias’s neck, dragging his lips down to taste the flushed skin. “You have no idea.”

His hips pressed down, and Elias arched beneath him, a soft, wanton sound slipping out. Heat coiled between them like a fire catching, dangerous and inevitable. Enzo kissed down Elias’s neck, slow and devouring, leaving a trail of open-mouthed heat that had Elias squirming under him.

“You’re not playing fair,” Enzo murmured against his collarbone. “You know exactly what you’re doing.”

Elias smiled, though it faltered when Enzo’s hands slid beneath the fabric of his pants, palming him through his briefs, slow and deliberate. Elias bucked up into the touch, a breathless moan escaping him.

“I want you,” Elias whispered, desperate now, needy. “Please…”

That word. That please cracked something in Enzo.

He sat up just enough to look at Elias—his flushed cheeks, his eyes blown wide with desire, lips parted in anticipation. His pants were unzipped, Elias’s arousal straining beneath the thin fabric. Enzo’s hands slid down his thighs, spreading them wider as he hovered between them, breathing heavy.

“Say it again,” Enzo rasped.

“Please,” Elias whispered, reaching out to pull him closer. “Don’t stop now…”

Enzo’s self-control teetered.

He pulled Elias’s pants down slowly, savoring every inch of exposed skin. Elias was beautiful, ruined in the best way, and Enzo hadn’t even started. He leaned down, lips brushing across Elias’s lower stomach, then lower, pressing kisses that made Elias gasp and twist beneath him.

But just when it felt like they would cross that line, Enzo paused. His breath was hot against Elias’s skin, his fingers trembling slightly as he clenched them into the sheets.

Elias opened his eyes, dazed. “Why’d you stop?”

“I’m barely holding on,” Enzo growled. “One more second and I won’t stop.”

“Then don’t,” Elias whispered, voice low, broken with desire.

Enzo closed his eyes, cursing softly, forcing himself to pull back just enough to breathe. “Not like this. Not when I can’t make it perfect for you.”

Elias reached up, pulling him down into a kiss, deep, slow, and maddening. “It’s already perfect.”

Their bodies stayed tangled, heat and sweat clinging to them, but Enzo didn’t let it go further. He held Elias like something precious, letting their breaths fall into rhythm again.

But the tension? Oh, it still hummed beneath the surface, hotter than ever, waiting to explode.

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