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Hughie's long and thin fingers pressing the side of his throat hard enough to cut off his breath. Butcher couldn't keep his eyes off his arm, making pressure on his throat as he speared himself on his cock. He was salivating at the thought of it.
He also couldn't look away from Hughie's eyes, warm ocean blue, but somehow filled with a passionate fire, burning with lust barely hidden as Butcher struggled to breath, lacking air and his arms strengthening. His thick eyebrows frowned and his cheeks grew red, his jaw clenching.
Despite the tears building in his eyes, Butcher couldn't help but smile a bit. Hughie was so beautiful on top him, choking the life out of him. Deadly, dangerous and resplendent. His body felt like it was being electrified by arousal, his lungs were burning and he was starting to tense in pleasure.
Hughie looked so different from his usual self, and Butcher wanted to kiss him. Touch him with whatever he could manage.
"Cum."
Hughie's voice is unusually hard and composed, taking a second for Butcher to understand under the pressure.
"Do it. Come for me. Don't disappoint me, baby. I want to eat you out, make you cry and beg. Make you loose." Hughie demanded once again.
That's all it took. The promise of Hughie's slender fingers pressing on his hips, hard enough to leave bruises as he made him loose with his tongue was too much. Butcher fell apart, broken and choked out scream escaping his mouth as he came all over himself.
Hughie held so much power over him. Enough to make him cum untouched. It was embarrassing, but god was it divine. Any kind of shame was washed away by how blissful he'd become afterwards. Butcher just couldn't find it in himself to care at the end of the day.
Hughie's hard stare remained, releasing his throat and grabbing his bearded jaw instead. In retaliation, Butcher gripped Hughie's curls and pulled back, low moan coming out of the younger man. Butcher was nothing if not a stubborn fighter sometimes.
"I love you." Hughie groans before kissing him silly, taking his breath away.
Butcher didn't feel flustered when Hughie said that to him anymore. It used to throw him off completely, he'd even complain if he said it when they were hot and nasty, but Hughie wasn't one to stop at his request. He kept doing it and Butcher eventually warmed up to it because the declaration of love made him smile.
If there was anything he loved more than being choked, it was Hughie.