Aiden's orders are clear: guard the naked captive, ensure he doesn't escape. But the sight of the lean, pale twink, his body marked with emo tattoos, proves too much for Aiden. The captive, sensing Aiden's weakness, begins to taunt him, his voice dropping to a husky whisper as he describes in explicit detail what he'd like to do to Aiden. Aiden's cock strains against his uniform, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He struggles to maintain control, but the captive's provocative dance, his hard cock bobbing with each movement, pushes Aiden over the edge. He surrenders to his desires, taking the captive roughly, their bodies slapping together in a symphony of carnal lust.