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Chapter 4 - Chapter 1.4

"Go on, drink, my dear..." He said, the same quiet, gentle tone in his voice. He still had his hand on his chin, slowly rubbing his thumb over his lower lip again.

"Oh- I-" William tried to politely decline, even if his heart was screaming at him to just open his lips. "I have to return early so I'm trying not to drink-"

Raphael raised an eyebrow again, but he smiled, again, that cocky, smug smile.

"Oh, come on, just one more sip." His fingers gently brushed the corner of his lips, still holding the glass of wine to them.

"Open your mouth, darling. Just one more. You're too stiff..." he leaned in closer again, their faces just inches away, his warm breath ghosting over William's lips as he spoke again.

"Just one more sip..." 

This time, the command was more direct, he sounded slightly impatient...as if he knew that William would cave in. His eyes, looking right at his lips, then back up at his eyes.

And he was right. William couldn't bear it for long, especially not as the other kept gently rubbing his lower lip with his fingers, the other hand rubbing his abdomen and hip. He was playing with him and William knew it, yet there was little he could do to resist. Raphael's fingers gently tilted the glass towards his lips again, pressing the rim of it against them.

"C'mon, darling...be a sweetheart and open up for me.."

William's protests died down in his throat as he felt his lips part, despite his better judgement.

Raphael's small smirk grew again as he heard the other man's protests die down. He smiled, leaning close to his ear again and he spoke.

"Good boy..." He whispered, a tinge of satisfaction and even pride in his voice. He quickly brought the rim of the glass back up to his lips and he gently tilted the glass once more.

"Drink, love." 

He spoke in that commanding, yet gentle tone again. He knew that William was already falling apart. He could see it in the way his will to protest and resist was crumbling, he could feel it from the way he was letting his touch linger against his body. So, he tried to make it even more tempting for the older man.

"Swallow it...be a good boy for me," He said, his voice a smooth whisper in his ear. He tilted the glass back, an almost dazed expression in the other's eyes. William's pink lips were reddish from the wine, and were parted as a small droplet of of dark red liquor seeped out of his mouth. 

The drop, which slowly ran down from the corner of his lip in a tiny rivulet, and hung by his pale chin- was too seductive of a sight to handle. The actor held back the urge to bend down and press his lips to that drop, he was too busy being completely entranced by William's look right now. 

There was just something about the way he looked right now...which made him want to ruin him. In the most beautiful way possible. 

And the next thing William remembers, he's sitting in a hotel suite bathroom, his legs wrapped around Raphael's waist.