Chapter 4

**Drip, drip, drip.**

Julian knows he’s not coming. He feels close, he feels **really**close, but they’ve played with edging so often that he’s gotten used to that feeling, learned to separate it completely from the sensation of actually going over. There was no flash of pleasure, no moment where he felt like he snapped under the mounting pressure.

So why does he feel like he’s…

“Oh, there you go,” Thorne purrs. “Look at that. What a good boy, getting it on your first try.”

Distantly, like his ears are stuffed with cotton, Julian hears the sound of more liquid hitting…