"give me your hand," adrianus said.

there was no obvious reason or context for it, and really, the directness of it was a little unsettling, especially combined with everything else. he was already sitting a little too close to shark, and he was wearing a robe, instead of actual clothes.

"why?" they said, shifting in their seat a bit. of course, they couldn't really move any further away from him without getting off of the couch. they were already at the end of it.

"it's alright," he said gently, holding out his hand. "just give it to me."

reluctantly, they put their hand on his.

"that's right," he said, caressing it a little too tenderly. "there you go."

it was creepy. they wanted to just pull their hand away, but for some reason, they didn't.

"your hand is so soft..." he murmured. "and so small."

their heart was pounding.

"just relax..."

he slowly lowered it, pressing it against his underwear.

now they tried to pull away, reflexively, but he held their hand just tightly enough to stop them.

"shh..." he was even closer to them now, his other arm wrapped around them. "it's alright... just relax..."

something about the tone he was using, and how slowly he was speaking, made the words seem to crawl down their spine and paralyze them.

"i don't..." they could hardly even say anything. they didn't know what to say.

"just focus on the feeling in your hand..."

he was slowly rubbing it against his bulge. he seemed to be about half-hard. they could feel him getting harder against their hand.

for some strange reason, they almost liked it. he was absolutely being inappropriate, and pushy, but somehow, it was kind of exciting, as much as it made them feel gross, as much as it left a pit in their stomach.

"that's it... good..."

even his praise felt violating. he said it in such a hypnotic way. it was like, just by praising them like that, he was acting like he owned them.

why were they always drawn to guys like this? they always thought it was just something they liked in fiction, just something to fantasize about, but they could already feel themself getting wet, just from this guy making them touch his dick.

they should've been yelling at him and leaving. but they just sat there, feeling him get hard, feeling him pull them closer. the arm wrapped around them moved down from their shoulder, down to their chest, rubbing their nipple through their shirt.

it was enough to make them squirm.

"does that feel good?" he purred.

they couldn't help but shudder. it really shouldn't have been so hot.

his cock twitched. he must've liked feeling them shudder like that.

"there's no need to be shy..." he said. "you can talk to me... you can let your voice out... it's hard being so quiet, isn't it?"

a quiet moan slipped out.

"there you go... just like that... it really feels good, doesn't it?"

the more he talked to them like that, the more they felt strange, almost dizzy.

"you're so sensitive..."

it really was unbelievable how much pleasure they felt just from him touching their nipple. were they really already horny to the point where any touch drove them wild?

he slid their hand under his waistband, pushing their hand directly against his cock, rubbing his precum on it.

they moaned just from that.

"you like it that much?" he said in a low voice.

"it's just..." their breath was so heavy. "god..."

what could they even say? how could they even respond at this point?

"just from touching it like this? just with your hand?"

really, it would have been embarrassing even if it weren't for the fact that he was being creepy.

he was gently squeezing their nipple now.

"you're so cute," he murmured. "just keep focusing on these feelings... let it feel good..."

just hearing his voice sent a wave of pleasure through their body. they felt so overpowered, on every level, physically and mentally. but it wasn't even like he was being rough. it was just that slowness... the way he just acted like he was already in control. like he didn't need to do anything special for it. it just made them melt, even if a part of them still felt uncomfortable.

but that uncomfortable feeling was exactly what was driving them crazy.

he was making them wrap their fingers around his cock now, rubbing their hand up and down, still at a slow, sensual pace, like he really wanted them to savor it, like he was really savoring it.

they were moaning more now. it was getting harder to hold back.

"that's it... that's right... you're being so good... so good for me... just letting me touch you..."

his hand slipped under their shirt, directly squeezing their chest, in a motion almost like milking, his fingers gently pinching their nipple.

they really wondered how far he was going to go. as gross as it was, he wasn't... hurting them, and he also wasn't doing anything that could get them pregnant, or anything.

"squeeze my cock just a little bit more..." he murmured.

they did it almost immediately, before they could think about it.

"just like that... that feels good. and can you just keep moving your hand, at the pace i was moving it?"

they really were just obeying him. they really were just jacking him off now, just because he asked.

his other hand was free to grope the other side of their chest now. he was playing with both of their nipples.

having both of his hands on them made them feel even more trapped.

"you're squeezing your thighs together..." he remarked. "are you going to cum soon?"

they really were wet, and it really was overwhelming, but they weren't sure if they were really going to cum like that.

"i don't... i don't think so..." they mumbled.

"are you sure?" he asked. "i'd like to see you cum just from this..."

it made them squirm again.

"if you really came from this..." he said, his voice almost a whisper, his hands firmly holding and massaging their chest even as they squirmed. "it would just prove how much you enjoy it... if you can cum just from this... i would know... that i could really do anything to you... and you would enjoy it..."

it shouldn't have made them pulse and quiver in pleasure, but it did.

"you've already been so cooperative, haven't you? you've already been so good for me..."

their hips were twitching.

"you're going to cum soon, aren't you? even if you try not to... even if you try to hold back... even if you don't want to enjoy it... even if you know... that if you cum... you'll just be telling me how much you like it... when i push you... even if you know... that if you cum... i won't stop..."

it felt too sensitive. it felt too good.

"you can't hide it... i can tell..."

they were panting now, their mouth staying open.

"you really want me to do more than this, don't you?"

their eyes shut tight.

"you want me to know that i can do anything i want to you... and that you won't fight it... you won't even be able to stop yourself from orgasming from it..."

his cock was so hard in their hand, throbbing and pulsing and leaking precum. his fingers squeezed their nipples with just the right amount of pressure, in just the right places. his voice was so slow, and hypnotic, and creepy.

"you know, if you don't cum soon... i really will stop... i'll take my hands off of your chest. i'll still ask you to make me cum, of course... but i'll stop touching you... you only have to last a bit longer..."

the fact that even in that scenario, he would make them keep jacking them off, just turned them on more.

"but it feels so good when you don't want it... doesn't it? you're already so close, aren't you?"

he varied his pace and pressure, sometimes slowing down, gently rubbing their chest, and sometimes grabbing it more tightly, squeezing and stroking their nipples.

they could feel themself leaking, gushing. they were getting too close. their moans were getting higher, softer, and dysphoria-inducingly feminine.

"mm... those are some nice sounds..."

"stop," they said quietly, so quietly they weren't even sure he'd hear them. but he must have heard them, because his cock twitched.

"it's alright," he cooed. "just a bit more... you can take just a bit more, can't you?"

they felt completely helpless.

"oh, you can't?" he said, his voice still condescendingly sweet. "you can't stop yourself from cumming for just a bit longer?"

their thighs trembled. they didn't even feel like themself at this point.

"you're so close," he whispered, so gently. "you're so close, aren't you? just let it happen... it's alright..."

his voice was gentle, but his hands were mercilessly moving in all the ways that made them whimper and pant and squirm the most.

they felt it building up. it was already too much. he was just touching their chest, but they were already so close.

they came, their hips twitching and their body pulsing as he continued cooing at them and praising them. they could feel themself gushing, they knew their underwear had to be soaked, even though nothing was touching them there at all.

"you just couldn't help it, could you?" he said softly, moving his hands away from their chest. "it's alright... just relax... you're alright... just focus on your hand... just relax, and keep touching me like that..."

the orgasm really had felt good. it felt exactly as gross and humiliating as it should've, the lingering feeling of wetness a constant physical reminder of what happened.

they continued touching his cock just like he wanted, as he pet their head, murmuring soft reassurances.

"that's it... i'm close now, too. you're going to make me cum, alright? it's only fair, after you've made me so hard..."

everything felt slow now, more calm, but more helpless. like they'd been forced to submit completely, even mentally.

"don't worry..." he continued. "you're not just going to make me cum... you're going to finger it deep inside of you for me, too... i'll show you exactly how to do it..."

they couldn't escape it. there was nothing they could do at that point. their hand kept moving, his hand guiding it again, telling them exactly the right pace, exactly the right pressure.

"that's it... you're doing so good... but i think there's something else you can do to help me..." he said. "can you tell me how you don't want to get pregnant?"

it made them tense up again. "i really don't wanna get pregnant..." they mumbled.

"but you're going to finger my cum deep inside of you, just like i tell you to, aren't you?"

they really didn't want to say it.

"it's going to end up inside of you either way," he said softly. "you're going to do what i ask, aren't you?"

"y-yeah," they said quietly, still touching him.

"that's it... and you're going to cum for me like that, aren't you? you're going to cum with it inside of you... even as you think about how you don't want it... it will just feel so good, won't it?"

"yeah..."

"even if you know it might get you pregnant... but it isn't your choice... i already know i can do whatever i'd like to you..."

they were getting turned on again already.

"tell me you're going to be good for me..."

"i'm gonna be good for you..."

"that's right... and why is that?"

"because... because i can't stop you..."

"that's right... keep going... i'm close..."

even though he wasn't touching them anywhere sensitive, they moaned.

his hips twitched against their hand, his cum dribbling out, almost all of it landing on their hand and arm.

he only took a moment to catch his breath, before rubbing all of it toward their fingers, making sure it stuck.

he pulled down their underwear, which was even more soaked than they'd expected.

"oh, you really did like it, didn't you?"

they could hardly even react. they were too nervous.

"just move your hand over... that's right... make sure all of it stays on your fingers... just push them in... deep inside..."

they twitched as their fingers touched their entrance, moaning and whimpering as they pushed their sperm-coated fingers in.

"there you go... all the way in..."

his finger stroked their t-dick.

"you're just going to curl your fingers and rub it inside... and just keep doing what feels good... so that you can cum... alright?"

they didn't think it was possible to feel more defeated than they did when they came earlier, but feeling his semen inside of them was different. they tried to tell themself that it was pretty unlikely they would get pregnant from this.

but this was only the first time. now that he was forcing himself on them, he could get his cum inside of them as much as he wanted. he clearly wanted to make them squirm and shudder, he wanted to make them uncomfortable, and he knew that trying to get them pregnant would do that.

even as they thought about that, they felt so sensitive.

he wasn't even rubbing their t-dick like it was a dick. he was definitely touching it like a clit. his other hand went back to their sensitive chest, squeezing their nipple again.

he leaned close to their neck, his hot breath making them shiver. his tongue crawled along their skin, slowly, lightly.

they were already close. it hadn't even been that long. but it was all just too much.

"you're just so sensitive..." he whispered. "that's good... don't hold back... just let it all out..."

they already came, squeezing around their fingers, the spasms in their body seeming to take in the cum, taking it in deep. he continued stroking their t-dick, even when their other hand grabbed his wrist, trying to pull it away, because it was too sensitive, too much all at once.

he cooed at them sympathetically as he overstimulated them. "i know... i know... it's alright... just a little bit more..." he murmured. "just a little bit more for me..."

they twitched and jerked, until the movements slowed down, and they went still, only quietly whimpering at his touch.

"that's right... that wasn't so bad... was it?"

he finally withdrew his hand, just murmuring and telling them to take deep breaths and relax.

somehow they really did relax, letting go of all the tension that had built up. even though he was the one who had made them tense in the first place. even though those gentle, relaxing caresses still felt creepy.

they just couldn't resist it.