He is poison, p.31
He is Poison, page 31
Domenico’s hand slid down his forearm, and their fingers entwined. Then, with a pull, he was led toward the safety of their bedroom. With the door closed, the smell of disinfectant was gone and that small fact separated Seth from the thoughts of the night’s slaughter. The sunlight was so bright he could see bits of dust dancing in the air.
Seth rubbed his forehead, fighting back a new assault of tears. He wasn’t willing to give in this time, but he had to sniff. “Are you gonna stick around when we go back?” He slid his fingertips over the bruise covering half of Dom’s side. He hoped they were still a bit cool from holding the meat. Domenico rested his head on Seth’s arm with a sigh and brushed the back of his hand down the middle of Seth’s torso.
“Do you want me to?”
“I do. I don’t want to be alone in this.” Seth moved his touch to Dom’s bicep, which could as well be made of steel not flesh.
Domenico nodded, and his fingers spread over Seth’s pec, massaging it gently. “I will take care of you then.”
Seth smiled and leaned into the touch of those hot fingers, a shiver already running down to his balls. Maybe it was naive, but he did believe Dom. Who else was he to depend on?
“So you like me now?” asked Domenico. Coming from anyone else, it might have sounded sarcastic, but to Domenico, it was a straightforward question. A surprising one nevertheless.
“A bit,” Seth teased with a small smile. The truth was he liked Dom a lot more than “a bit” by now; it was the situation they were in that he hated. If he could choose someone to take for a tropical holiday, he’d choose Dom. Maybe not forever, but he imagined they would have fun. Fucking and sipping drinks on the beach. He could even make those coconut drinks for Dom, just to see him rest in the sun like a sated lion.
The smile he got was so warm he stopped breathing. Within a split second though, he inhaled again when Dom pushed him on the bed, following immediately, ready to devour his prey.
Seth smiled back and slid his fingers into Dom’s black hair, which was only slightly damp by now. His heart already picked up the pace at the thought that they would go all the way again. He wasn’t all that scared anymore, and submitting to a guy like Domenico Acerbi could hardly be considered weak. “I’m sorry for yesterday. I didn’t know what to do…” he whispered.
Hazel eyes looked up at him from below, where Domenico was planting small, gentle kisses across Seth’s chest. “I know.”
“There is a way out, you know…” Seth swallowed and relaxed against the soft bedding, stroking Dom’s nape. No one had to know he gave in to bottoming. It would be just between them.
Domenico’s fingers were now searching the territory on the inner side of Seth’s thighs, moving them around in a slow, languid dance that wasn’t even synchronized. It sent jolts of excitement to Seth’s dick. “Hn?”
“We could run away together.” Seth locked his gaze with Dom’s, hoping what he was saying wouldn’t anger him. “Fuck in this bed now, and then just leave. We have some money between us. We could just go. We’d be at the station in two hours. In Canada, or something, in two days. We’d just vanish.”
Dom stopped breathing and looked up, slowly rising on his arms with his expression frozen. “I... no... I can’t,” he stuttered, “It would be a sin to break my vows, I... I took an oath, burned the picture, I am obliged to do what my Don tells me to.”
Seth put his palm on Dom’s chest, and almost pulled it back, surprised at how fast Dom’s heart was pounding. “Isn’t it a sin what you do with me?”
Domenico cupped the side of Seth’s face, looking at him like he wanted to see straight into Seth’s soul. There was something incredibly raw and straightforward in that gaze. “It’s a lesser sin. I never vowed to stay away from men, but to the family that took me in, I am bound till I die.”
Seth tried to understand it, tap into his way of thinking. “I’m your family…” He swallowed, unwilling to ponder on it too much.
Domenico gasped and pulled Seth’s hand to his lips to press a fervent kiss to the flesh. “Yes, you have my loyalty as well. And once you succeed your father, you will hold my life in your hands.”
Seth took deep breaths, overwhelmed by the intensity in Dom’s gaze. “We’ll make it work somehow, won’t we?” He pushed up to kiss Dom’s bruised chin. With all the surrounding danger, it was good to have Dom around, to believe he would be loyal. Never before could Seth be honest with a lover about his family, about his past, or the impending future. How was he to tell Peter that he knew about his family’s criminal activities and wasn’t reporting it to the police? Or tell his friends that he helped kidnap a young woman and kept her locked up? She damn well deserved it, but they wouldn’t understand. Dom was in the same boat. Dom was intent on protecting him. Tonight had been proof of that.
Domenico nuzzled his cheek with a wolfish smile. “So, you wanna strip?”
Seth looked up at him, surprised by the wave of shyness that washed over him. Hot, cold, and tingly all over. He couldn’t choke anything out, so he nodded and pushed his thumbs under the waistband of his jogging bottoms. What he was about to offer Dom made his stomach clench again and tightened his throat. Seth raised his hips when he pushed down his pants, revealing more dark hair and an already half-erect cock.
Dom didn’t seem to have the same reservations. He quickly pushed off his trunks and squeezed Seth’s knee with a possessive grunt. His handsome face was slowly getting closer to Seth’s cock, with a flush of desire spread all over the skin.
With a deep breath, Seth pushed up his hips, eager for those lips around his dick. He finished pushing his pants off with his feet.
Lying on his side, Domenico moved his hand from Seth’s knee to between his legs. He pushed his warm limb underneath Seth’s thigh and curled around it as Dom blew some air over Seth’s crotch.
“Oh, wow,” Seth whispered and closed his eyes as his cock filled with excitement. Dom was right. This was the best relaxation he could offer. With his other hand gently trailing up and down Seth’s stomach, Domenico came closer. In a glorious moment, he was closing his mouth over Seth’s testicle, lavishing it with warm, wet suction.
Seth groaned in pleasure and opened his eyes to have a look at that divine image. Dom’s hair tickled his thighs and cock, the pleasure making it already stand up proudly and twitch on his stomach. A smirk bloomed on Seth’s lips at the sight. He liked watching his own cock, thick at the base, with a dark crown staring up. With a man sucking on it like it was the best thing in the world. Only this time, it wasn’t just any man.
Domenico’s brows gathered over his nose as he lapped at Seth’s balls while playing with the hair on his stomach.
“Come on… It’s asking for attention.” Seth raised himself on his elbows for a better view.
“So, what exactly is it asking for?” Domenico wiggled his eyebrows without any shame as he rose to frame the underside of Seth’s cock with his tongue and lick all the way up to the head.
“A bit of sucking before… you know.” Seth licked his lips with a tremor at the touch of Dom’s hot tongue.
Domenico frowned, sucking the head of Seth’s cock in with a loud slurp. “Huh?” he murmured, sending a wave of vibrations all the way down Seth’s dick.
“‘Make love’?” Seth swallowed, feeling the rush of heat to his cheeks at his own words. He felt like the biggest idiot on the planet. He didn’t know how else to say it without sounding like some cock-hungry bottom. He wasn’t like that.
Domenico stopped, his muscles tensing beneath skin, threatening to rip it to pieces. With a low growl, Domenico let go of Seth’s cock and bit into the flesh of Seth’s hip. “Oh, God.”
Seth let out a surprised moan. “What was that for?” he complained, his chest heaving from the nervousness.
“I want to eat you alive, Seth Villani,” rasped Domenico, his breath quickening at an alarming rate, but before Seth could dwell on it, that skilled, warm mouth was back on his cock, taking it all in. Moans was all Seth got left with at that hot throat clenching over his cockhead. If this was Dom’s idea of cannibalism, Seth was up for it. Even the slight pain throbbing in his arm in the same rhythm as his dick only added to the intensity of the experience. Domenico’s mouth was velvety smooth. Combined with the hair tickling Seth’s thighs, and the unmistakable force hidden in Domenico’s arms, it was a moment to behold.
Seth would deny it under torture, but his mind instantly wandered to that first time they had sex, when Dom picked him up. Not without effort, but he had managed to keep Seth up while fucking his ass with a vengeance. The memory alone, combined with that throat on his dick, made Seth’s toes curl.
As Domenico’s mouth moved up his dick, Seth exhaled, watching his partner lap and suck at the tip. As unwilling as Dom was to bottom, he was a connoisseur of sucking cock. His own dick was already hard and dark. The head was clearly visible with the foreskin stretched, and a trail of clear liquid dribbling down Dom’s tan stomach.
“I’m ready. ‘Cause if you continue, I’m gonna burst,” Seth panted, happy to ogle each of Dom’s muscles, the taut stomach, lean thighs, the short hairs on his chest. He wanted Dom all over himself. Shame lingered at the back of Seth’s mind at the thought of being fucked in broad daylight, but it was outweighed by the possibility of seeing Dom so clearly.
Morning sunshine seeped through the net curtain, presenting both new and old injuries of this experienced predator. Domenico sighed and with one last lick, let Seth’s cock out of his mouth, slowly climbing up Seth’s body like the panther Seth often compared him to in his mind. Both dangerous and beautiful.
“You’re so fucking hot.”
That was exactly the reassurance Seth needed to hear, even though nerves were getting the best of him. He cupped Dom’s face and slid his leg up his lover’s thigh. “I only bottom for you, yeah? I don’t usually do this…” he whispered.
Domenico’s pupils were so wide, the hazel of his eyes seemed like a mere memory. He groaned, possessively grabbing Seth’s thigh, the sensation in the strange territory between pain and pleasure. “Yeah, that... that is a good choice.”
There was a tension in Seth’s body that came from excitement, but his mind slowly relaxed enough to allow him a small smile. “I owe you for saving my life after all.” He reached to Dom’s waist and pulled him down over his own body. The touch of all those lean muscles made him groan, and he wrapped his leg around Dom’s. He could definitely do this all day on a yacht. Seth’s cock rubbed against the prickly hairs on Dom’s stomach, and that sensation got it dripping with precome.
“Need the lube,” muttered Domenico, suddenly squeezing Seth’s lip with his teeth.
Seth tensed up at that sudden push back to reality. “Where is it?” he asked with a kiss.
Dom nodded toward the nightstand that now seemed all too far away. “Just a sec.”
Seth watched him and wrapped his arms around himself at the cool air invading his skin. With his dick hard, and slippery at the tip, his arms did nothing to save his modesty. Domenico didn’t seem to mind though, and soon, he was wrapping his arm around Seth. His cool, slick fingers trailed up the inner side of Seth’s thigh.
The touch got Seth to shiver, and he wanted to howl at his body’s reactions. He was no virgin after all, he shouldn’t be this nervous, but his heart defied him, thudding in his chest. All Seth hoped for was that it wouldn’t hurt this time. Since they’d been on a strict diet of blow jobs, all soreness he’d felt after that disastrous sex on the table was gone. “Just go slow, yeah?” he whispered, too embarrassed to ask for this outloud.
Domenico tightened the embrace and nestled his head below Seth’s chin, with his mouth and nose against Seth’s neck. Seth was getting so nervous his windpipe seemed to constrict, giving him less air than he needed, but when those long, slim fingers pushed between his clenched buttocks, all his senses froze in anticipation. Inhaling the smell of freshly washed hair, he closed his eyes and hugged Dom close. He traced the little scars on Dom’s back with just his fingertips, feeling the differences in the texture of skin. Never before had he felt like this with a man, and even parting his thighs didn’t seem inappropriate anymore.
A sharp intake of air, so close to his skin he could feel the air move, was followed by a loud groan as the fingers started gently moving against his anus, coaxing it to relax. The way Dom touched him didn’t seem like an assault anymore, and Seth kissed his hair in encouragement, increasingly excited at how it would feel to be teased inside. With enough lube and care, it shouldn’t hurt. The logical part of his mind knew that while the horny part remembered the good bits about being pounded into the mattress. Seth slowly raised his legs and put his heels above Dom’s buttocks, to give him better access. He wouldn’t dare open his eyes though. Surrendering felt good but went against everything he had been taught since childhood.
Domenico raised his head, no longer touching Seth’s neck, but his presence was undeniable between Seth’s thighs, where he was slowly screwing one finger into his anus. Seth could feel the heat of sunshine on his face, but it might as well be Domenico’s gaze. He was afraid to find out.
Seth slid his hands up to Dom’s nape. Breathing became slightly easier, even though the finger was now teasing him from the inside. Any trace of whiskey had to be gone, because he felt as raw, naked, and sober as ever. Long hair slid over his fingers, and he felt Dom kiss his forearm as he pushed the finger in up to the knuckle. It was such a strange sensation, though not unpleasant in the least. The finger backed away, only to return, starting a slow, languid rhythm, which had Seth ready for more in no time.
He dared to open his eyes and look up into that perfect face framed with slick black hair. “More,” was all he had for Dom. Why did communication have to be so hard?
But Domenico’s mouth curved into a smile, lighting up his dark eyes. Even the smell of Domenico’s sweat, spicy and masculine, was urging Seth’s arousal over the roof. “More fingers?”
Seth swallowed and nodded. Now that it wasn’t so rushed, his curiosity for experimenting rose. He arched up and kissed the bridge of Dom’s straight nose. It would be a shame if it had gotten broken.
It pressed a chuckle out of Domenico, who fell to his elbow and stared at Seth with a generous, relaxed smile. In no time, the pressure on Seth’s anus became stronger, but that didn’t hurt either. The fingers slid in easily.
“Don’t laugh, you fucker,” Seth whined, but didn’t pull away even by an inch, clenching his buttocks on the fingers.
“Why are you angry all of a sudden?” asked Domenico, bowing down to press a kiss to Seth’s cheek and nuzzle it with a tenderness that only heated up the blood in Seth’s veins.
“I’m not, I just— You feel so good,” he said in the end, defeated, and leaned into the touch of Dom’s lips. Their eyes met from up close, and it became unbearably intense when Dom started whispering. His voice carried through the quiet room, wrapping Seth in what felt like a warm blanket of words.
“Just wait how it’s gonna feel when you pull me closer with your legs, and my cock pushes right inside you.”
Seth swallowed, but didn’t even dare blink. He needed that, and he was never the patient sort of guy. His insides were still melting at the sound of Dom’s voice when he nudged his lover’s ass with the heels of his feet, pushing him lower. He hoped that would be enough of a signal. He didn’t want to have to ask for it.
Domenico let out a gasp. His eyes were dark and shone in his flushed face. “Now?”
Seth continued his vow of silence with another nod and arched up for a kiss to emphasize his need. Dom’s cock throbbed against his stomach, and Seth already imagined how all that hot meat would feel inside. But Dom wouldn’t be doing all the work.
“Grease my dick,” he whispered, giving Seth a stare so intense, it sent a tingle all the way to the tips of Seth’s toes.
Was Seth really doing this? Not only allowing a guy to fuck him, asking for it, but actually lubing up Dom’s dick? That trail of thought disappeared the moment Dom curled his fingers inside of Seth’s body, making him squirm in surprise. Fuck yeah, he wanted that dick! With his mind clear of objection, he reached for the lube on the comforter and got some on his hand only to grab Dom’s cock in a firm grasp. Seth groaned at the touch. Hard, pulsing, meaty, with a dark head that appeared between his fingers every time Seth pumped it with his hand down to the root. He tore his gaze away only because Dom’s face was just as beautiful as his cock, and he wanted marvel at both at once. His eyes half-lidded in pleasure, Domenico was watching Seth with his teeth digging into the bottom lip of his mouth.
“You just want me to shoot all over you,” he whispered, meeting Seth’s hand with sharp thrusts of his hips.
Seth pulled his fingers away as if Dom’s cock was on fire. “No.” He gave Dom a cocky grin and lapped at his bruised chin.
“No? You want it all inside?” rasped Domenico, lowering himself, and the way those hips pushed Seth’s thighs even farther apart made all resistance melt. He couldn’t look away from Dom’s face and his ass positioning itself in the background.
“I-I… yeah, I kind of do,” Seth uttered, his toes curled up from the tension. “But I’d only do it with you, you know?” he added again, just to make sure Dom understood it wasn’t in Seth’s nature to submit. It was just Dom’s insane prime stud qualities that made him throw all rules out the window.
Domenico bit his lip again and leaned forward. The moment his cock nestled in the valley between Seth’s buttocks, it was as if all of Seth’s blood accumulated in his nether region, making it pulse in hot anticipation. “Why?”
