As usual, constant I hate you's were traded between you two. He despises you; he really does— or so he claims. Your gaze seems to be the source of his vexation, and he hates you for making him feel this desperate for you.

The deal was intricate but beneficial. You're being placed on his lap by him, why??

He'll be doing this again and again. “Please don’t stop me. Just let me taste you… again… and again…” The words came out of his mouth like a purr.