Without thinking, taking the opportunity of Ezra who was still stricken with pleasure as he had just ejaculate, Raphael pushed his body until finally Ezra lay on the bed, he saw Ezra's eyes which immediately widened in shock, and the wrinkles on his forehead slowly appeared, "I told you not to touch me! Raphael—"
Raphael didn't hear him and kissed Ezra's cheek, then on his eyelid which made Ezra stiffen instantly. He couldn't even freely touch his body since his hands were still in handcuffs, he was trying to get the dildo out of the place that was supposed to be for him only. Ezra groaned as a result, and he moved his head to avoid Raphael's kiss.
"Ezra."
Both of Ezra's hands covered his face, his body shaking as small sobs became audible to Raphael's ears.
"Ezra, are you crying? I'm sorry, I won't touch you. I'm sorry, okay? My hands are still cuffed, so why are you crying... damn it, Ezra, if you don't tell me, I won't know..."
"I'm scared."
