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across his back.
    "Do better than hope." Tobias slicked two fingers and showed them to Noah. "Just to make you slick, boy. And then the games can start." He stood behind Noah again and slowly worked one finger in, waiting for Noah to relax.
    Noah's low moan gave him away. If there had been any waning in his erection during their chat it had just returned with a vengeance. But to his credit, he took a few deep, even breaths and remained relaxed.
    Tobias had a sinking feeling that he was well and truly caught. Responsive, submissive, honest, apparently wanting to learn his own boundaries ... it was like being thrown back eight years. Quickly, before he could tax Noah's will too much, he inserted the second finger and moved them both in and out quickly.
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    Noah lifted his head and arched back, then dropped it again with a grunt. "Oh, oh, God." He bent one knee slightly, going up on his toes.
    "Careful," Tobias said, sliding his fingers free. "Catch your breath and go stand in front of the cross."
    Noah straightened up and took his time walking over to the cross. He stopped about a foot from it, facing the wall.
    "As you wish, sir," he answered, carefully correcting his posture despite his arousal.
    Tobias went to the cabinet and took a deep breath, knowing that it was only his years of experience that kept him from simply throwing the man down and taking him. "Christ,"
    he whispered to himself. He stared into the cabinet and berated himself. This was not what he was supposed to be thinking, not what he was supposed to be doing. His role was to take Noah out of his head, to get to that place they both craved and loved. Dominate. Take control, use whatever method he saw fit to gain Noah's trust and submission.
    Sex was a nice side effect, but not the goal.
    He turned his attention to the cabinet and found a small towel, with which he wiped his hand. A drawer revealed dildos and clamps, condoms and plugs. Smiling to himself, he selected a long narrow plug and a condom; what he wouldn't give to be in his own playroom with his own supplies.
    However, he could make do, he supposed. Another drawer produced a lavish locking cock ring made of soft leather and steel, with fine chains that attached to nipple clamps. He considered it for a long moment, finally replacing it with regret. Another time, maybe. If Noah called him again.
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    A plain cock ring and the plug in hand, he walked to a small table near the cross and laid them out, pointedly lubing the plug. "I'm not going to gag you," he said to Noah, "but I am going to restrain you. You will use your words, and you will tell me if you're close to coming."
    "Yes, sir. Words if I need them, and tell you if I am close,"
    Noah repeated his instructions, Tobias suspected, more for his own benefit, which would mean he was nicely distracted already. "I understand, sir."
    "Good. Now, I rather suspect that a ring might be of some use," Tobias said dryly, holding it up. "Come here, and no shooting on me. Leather is a bitch to get stains out of."
    Tobias waited as Noah turned and took the few steps to him slowly, concerned that the look on his boy's face meant that Noah wasn't confident about not coming. It really was a good thing that the ring was simple; fiddling with locks would have been too much for either of them, he thought. Quickly, he squeezed the base of Noah's shaft and snapped the ring on. "There you go. That should hold you for a bit."
    Noah still didn't seem sure, but Tobias pointed to the cross again. "Face the cross, arms above your head."
    Silently, Noah approached the cross again, feet together for the moment, and raised his arms up over his head. "Like this, sir?"
    Tobias stood behind him and reached up for one wrist, pulling it away. "Like this." Smoothly, he cuffed Noah's right wrist to the cross, not quite fully extended. As he reached for the other one and cuffed it as