Chapter 82 DRUG EFFECT
The driver's hand gripped the car door handle, pulling it open with a soft click that cut through the humid night air. Julian's vision blurred at the edges, his pulse thundering in his ears like a war drum, every nerve ending ignited by the insidious drug coursing through his veins. Sweat beaded on his forehead, trickling down his temple as he fought the feral urge clawing at his restraint. On his lap, Eli writhed, his lithe body slick with perspiration, cheeks flushed, eyes glassy and dilated, pupils swallowing the irises whole. Eli's breaths came in ragged gasps, his hands fumbling at Julian's belt, whimpering incoherently.
"Sir?" the driver murmured, averting his gaze, but Julian barely registered the man as he shifted closer to the open exit. With a low growl rumbling from his chest, Julian scooped Eli up in one fluid motion, Eli's legs wrapping instinctively around his waist. Eli's weight felt like nothing against Julian's broader frame, but the contact sent electric jolts straight to his groin, his cock straining painfully against his slacks. Eli's head lolled against Julian's shoulder, hot breath panting against his neck. "Julian... please... need you inside me... fuck me now," Eli slurred, his voice a needy whine that pierced Julian's crumbling control.
Julian kicked the car door shut with his heel, the slam echoing as he strode toward the front door of their sprawling house, Eli clinging to him like a vine. The driver's footsteps faded discreetly behind them. Julian's hands dug into Eli's ass, fingers kneading the firm flesh through the fabric, and Eli bucked against him, grinding his hardening cock against Julian's abdomen.
The drug amplified every sensation… the friction of Eli's body, the scent of his arousal mixing with the metallic tang of sweat and cologne, the way Eli's heart hammered against Julian's chest in sync with his own erratic rhythm.
Julian shoved the door open, the cool rush of air from inside doing nothing to temper the fire raging in his blood. He kicked it shut behind them, the house plunging into shadowed silence broken only by Eli's desperate pleas…
“Julian, fuck, I'm so hard... touch me... give it to me," Eli begged, his nails scraping down Julian's back, tearing at his shirt.
That was it— the snap. Julian's control shattered like glass under a boot. He slammed Eli against the foyer wall, their mouths crashing together in a brutal kiss. Teeth clashed, tongues battled, Julian devouring Eli's lips with a hunger that bordered on violence.
Eli moaned into his mouth, the sound vibrating through Julian's core, fueling the drug-induced frenzy. Julian's hands roamed possessively, yanking at Eli's shirt buttons until they popped free, exposing the smooth, sweat-glistened chest beneath. Eli's skin burned hot, feverish under Julian's palms as he shoved the fabric off Eli's shoulders, letting it pool on the floor.
"God, you're so fucking needy tonight, should I start drugging us just for fun?" Julian growled against Eli's jaw, nipping at the skin there, his voice rough and laced with the drug's edge— words tumbling out faster, breathier than usual.
Eli arched into him, whining, "Yes, need you... rip it off... fuck me like you mean it."
Julian obliged, his fingers hooking into Eli's belt, jerking it open with a sharp tug. The zipper rasped down, and Julian shoved Eli's pants and underwear to his thighs in one aggressive pull, Eli's cock springing free, thick and leaking pre-cum, veins pulsing visibly under the skin.
Eli kicked at his clothes impatiently, freeing his legs, then clawed at Julian's shirt, tearing it open to expose the hard planes of his husband's chest. Julian's muscles twitched involuntarily, the drug making his body hypersensitive, every brush of Eli's fingers sending sparks racing to his throbbing erection. He pressed forward, pinning Eli harder against the wall, their bare torsos sliding together, slick with sweat. Julian's slacks tented obscenely, but he ignored it, dropping to his knees in a haze of lust, yanking his own shirt off completely before shedding his pants and boxers, his massive cock slapping against his thigh, heavy and rigid, tip glistening.
Eli's eyes locked on it, wide and unfocused, a tremor running through his body as he licked his lips. "That's mine... fuck me with it... now," he demanded, voice cracking with desperation, his hands fisting in Julian's hair.
Julian rose, capturing Eli's mouth again, the kiss sloppy and feral, saliva trailing between their lips as they broke apart gasping. He gripped Eli's cock in his fist, stroking roughly from base to tip, thumb circling the slick head. Eli bucked into his hand, a high-pitched whine escaping him, his hips jerking erratically, the drug stripping away any semblance of control.
"Look at you, so eager for my touch," Julian murmured, his free hand spanking Eli's ass cheek sharply, the crack echoing in the foyer.
Eli yelped, then moaned, pushing back for more.
"Good boy, taking it so well. Your cock's weeping for me already." Julian pumped faster, twisting his wrist on each upstroke, feeling Eli's shaft throb and swell in his grip.
Eli's breaths hitched, body shuddering, pupils blown wide as sweat dripped from his brow. "Julian... oh fuck... gonna cum... please..."
"Cum for me, baby. Show me how much you need this," Julian commanded, his voice a gravelly rasp, the words spilling out as the drug loosened his tongue. He spanked Eli again, harder, the skin blooming red under his palm, and Eli shattered, crying out as ropes of hot cum spurted over Julian's fingers, splattering Eli's stomach and Julian's hand. Eli's body convulsed, legs trembling, but Julian didn't stop stroking, milking every drop until Eli slumped against the wall, panting, oversensitive twitches making him whimper.
Julian brought his cum-slick hand to Eli's ass, smearing the warm fluid between the cheeks, fingers probing the tight pucker. "Perfect lube from my needy slut," he praised, voice thick with arousal, his own cock aching as he circled the rim, pushing one finger in knuckle-deep.
Eli gasped, clenching around him, then relaxing with a moan. "More... fuck, Julian, give me your cock..." Eli whined, turning in Julian's grasp, bracing his hands on the wall.
But Julian had other plans. He spun Eli around fully, guiding him toward the wide staircase leading to the upper floor. Eli stumbled, drugged haze making his steps unsteady, but Julian steadied him, both of them naked and glistening, the air thick with the musk of sex and sweat. Halfway up the stairs, Julian couldn't wait any longer. He pushed Eli down onto all fours on the carpeted steps, Eli's knees sinking into the plush fabric, ass presented high, hole twitching invitingly, still slick from the cum.