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And Jester melted against him with a soft oh and a happy moan. He smiled, snuggling Jester close to him, licking at those warm, soft lips. Jester s mouth opened to him, his pet so eager. Mmm & He rocked against Jester, fingers sliding through the soft hair. Do you want to blindfold me? Jester asked, eyes watching him closely. That would depend on you, Pet. He took another kiss. If it would scare you? No. If it would excite you? Yes. But what about what you want, Hawk? Doesn t that count? Oh, so giving, his sweet pet. I want to make you fly, Pet. I want to bring you pleasure. Oh, you do, Hawk. I want you to have pleasure, too. Desmond chuckled. Maybe you should wear the blindfold, Hawk, teased his friend. Hawk laughed. No. Then I couldn t watch Jester come. Hawk! Jester buried the sweet face in his neck. He pet Jester s hair. It s true, Pet. Jester looked back up at him. I think I would do anything you asked me to, Hawk. He beamed down at his Pet, the sound of someone moaning, someone else purring low, loud in his ears. I love you, Pet. Jester beamed up at him, so lovely. I love you, Hawk. Another sweet, low cry sounded, the lights dimming yet again, allowing them to touch, to interact, to play. Jester pushed up, bringing their lips together, the thin arms wrapping around his neck. He moaned, leaning Jester back onto the sofa, fingers teasing the sensitive little nipples. Jester whimpered, bucking up into his touch, his pet seeming to have forgotten the others. He wanted to look up to see Connor s reaction, to see what Zane was doing to draw that sound from Daniel, but Jester enthralled him and he searched for skin, petting and stroking. His sweet pet sang for him, soft gasps and needy moans, whimpers and whispers and pleas. He freed Jester s cock, fingers wrapping around the hard flesh. Jester cried out, hands finding his shoulders and holding on tight as the thin hips pushed up into his hand. Yes. Mine. So lovely. He pulled his own cock free, bringing their flesh together. Hawk! Oh! Jester moved against him, eyes on his, full of pleasure. The sounds of pleasure grew, hands moving on flesh, the scent of pleasure strong. Hawk! Jester shouted his name, sweet body shaking as heat poured over his fingers. He rubbed his own cock harder, wanting to mix their seed, wanting to taste it on Jester s lips. His pet s hand slid across his, fingers touching the tip of his cock. Oh & He arched, licking Jester s lips. Again. Jester s eyes watched his, the soft touch coming again. Hawk moaned, emptying over Jester s fingers, heat low in his belly. His swiped his fingers through their combined seed, spreading it over Jester s lips and leaning down to lap it off. Jester gasped, tongue sliding out taste as well. Mmm & we taste fine together. Jester licked again. Salty sweet. He nuzzled, relaxing down against Jester s warmth. Yes. Jester nuzzled against him, his sweet Pet s eyes heavy-lidded. Should we stay longer or go home, Pet? Would it be rude to go, Hawk? I m just tired all of a sudden. Not rude at all, Pet. He stood, cleaning them both quickly before looking for Desmond and Connor, seeing if they were too busy to disturb. Desmond was feeding Connor slices of fruit, purring softly as Connor licked his fingers and hand clean. Congratulations, my friends. Perhaps, when you find time, we might all spend the day together. Swim. Play. Jester needed more friends like Connor, like Kestrel, people who simply enjoyed him. Oh, I d like that. As would our boys, I think. Thank you so much for coming and sharing yourselves with us. He smiled, Jester nodding to Connor who just barely noticed them, just smiled back for a heartbeat before turning back to Desmond. Jester leaned against him, hand sliding into his. The look he got was very much like Connor s for Desmond, pure adoration and focus. He leaned down, stroking Jester s throat. One day it would be their party. One day soon. Chapter Sixteen Jester sat on the bench at the private transport platform, nibbling on his lower lip as he waited for Hawk. He hoped Hawk wasn t mad at him, he d botched up twice today, badly enough they d had to stop the line both times. And really, there d been a dozen other little things he d missed or turned incorrectly. He was just so distracted by yesterday. Desmond and Connor s collaring ceremony would have given him enough food for thought, but the private party they d attended afterward & well he d never seen anything like it before. Blindfolds and breathing together and hitting and binding and & Hawk wanted to do that with him. All of it and more, he imagined. Probably more than he could even imagine. Oh, see this was how he d gotten in trouble earlier. Thinking about it made him short of breath and made his cock throb and try to find room in his overalls and his skin was hot. He was dizzy. Pet? I think we need to stop at the medunit when we get home. You ve been dazed and confused all day. Hawk s hand landed on his shoulder, startling him. He jumped, eyes flying open, blushing hard. Oh. Hawk, I m sorry. I m not sick. He shook his head. I just & I should have been able to put it behind me and focus on work, I m sorry. Put what behind you, Pet? Hawk s eyes narrowed. Did someone hurt you? Scare you? That rich voice was a low rumble, deep and growly. Oh! Oh, no. He reached up and took Hawk s hand, still blushing. No, I just & yesterday & at the party. I saw so many things and it s all I ve been able to think about. I made so many mistakes at work today because of it. Oh. Those eyes warmed right back up, one of those warm arms sliding around him. Oh, that s something else altogether, isn t it? He blushed harder and hid his face in Hawk s chest. I m hard, Hawk. I ve been hard all day long. He was being so bold, but that party & he knew he was one of the least bold people who d been there, even if he was being bold now. Mmm & you liked what you saw; you want to know what some of it was like. Hawk s hand dropped to his cock, rubbing it gently, right there in the station. He gasped, eyes darting around, but the platform was empty. He nodded, pushed against Hawk s hand. Yes. You want to fly, want to let me inside you, in your head. Hawk s hand moved faster, rubbing harder. He could only nod, gasping hands reaching out to grab onto Hawk s arms and hold on. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ] |