Ezra did not want to see that expression.
"Hah ...."
Letting out a sigh of relief when Raphael finally turned off the vibrators, Ezra tried to move his lips.
"I...." The first word scraped at his throat, yet he forced himself to continue. "I don't want this, Raphael. I only want you... Only you."
Raphael shifted his position, enabling him to take in Ezra's entire form. The flush on Ezra's skin and his watery eyes caused a twitch in Raphael's forehead. He wiped sweat from his brow, brushing aside Ezra's hair that obscured the area. At the touch, Ezra shivered and weakly shook his head.
Remembering Raphael's earlier statement about doing anything to please him, Ezra's brows furrowed. Raphael had already done so much for him. And it didn't seem fair—
"I want you .... I also want, I also want to please you."
