**Chapter 16: The Unspoken Question**
Part 16
"Gonna go on daddy's cock, Regulus?" James's voice was husky with desire, his eyes gleaming with a knowing light as he hovered above Regulus's trembling body. Regulus's face went pale, his eyes darting to the side as he struggled to process the question. The pressure in his bowels had reached a critical point, and James's words only added to his discomfort. He felt a wave of desperation wash over him, his body tensing as he tried to find a way to convey his distress. James's gaze seemed to bore into his soul, his eyes searching for a response. Regulus's face twisted, his mouth opening and closing as he struggled to find the words. But before he could respond, James's cock pressed deeper into his anus, sending a jolt of pain through his body. "Please," Regulus whispered, his voice barely audible. "James, please..." James's eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled, his body moving in a slow, sensual rhythm that only added to Regulus's torment. "You want to get off my cock, baby?" he whispered, his voice full of amusement. "Not yet. We're not done." Regulus's eyes welled up with tears, his body trembling with a mix of fear and humiliation. He felt like he was trapped in a nightmare, with no escape from the sensations coursing through his body. The pressure in his bowels was building to a critical point, and he knew that he couldn't hold out much longer. James's gaze seemed to gleam with a sadistic light, his eyes watching Regulus's face as he moved his hips in a slow, deliberate motion. Regulus's body responded, his muscles tightening around James's shaft as he tried to cope with the dual assault. The air was thick with tension, Regulus's body straining beneath James's as he tried to find a way to escape the sensations overwhelming him. And James, lost in his own desires, seemed determined to take him to the edge of endurance and beyond. As the moments ticked by, Regulus's face twisted in a mixture of pain and pleading. He knew that he couldn't hold out much longer, the pressure in his bowels reaching a critical point. But James seemed oblivious, his eyes fixed on Regulus's face as he moved his hips in a slow, sensual rhythm that only added to his torment.