When the silence stretched and Mike didn't answer, Liam started to look more and more irritated. That irritation started to coalesce into full anger. All at once, he let go of Mike's hair, his hand pulled back to strike him across the face. But as his hand came closer, it slowed. Instead of a slap, he just gently patted Mike on the cheek.

"That's what I thought." The pat grew a little more aggressive, before gripping the lower half of Mike's face. "You know the rules, like answering a direct question promptly. Yet you ignore them. I should have seen it sooner, really. The usual punishments have been rewards for you all along."

His fingers wrapped around Mike's cock, stroking him firmly. Calling immediate attention to how aroused the man was. "Haven't they."