Zeph swallowed hard at Zeke's words, closing his eyes and biting his lip. Why couldn't he just do it? Talking was overrated. But he just couldn't bring himself to beg, not yet. Though, if not now, then what would it take?
Opening his eyes as Zeke moved about, he watched as the other brought the tie out of the drawer. He involuntarily licked his lips as Zeke faced him again, pausing for a moment in which all Zeph wanted was to turn the tables and nail that beautiful boy against the mattress and have him beg. But for some reason, what he did was give a barely noticeable nod, followed by an involuntary whine. Damn it, that wasn't what he needed.