Avi rolled his eyes but then turned and faced the board, waiting for Felix to say, “Go.”
Avi drew Beverly crumpled on the ground, then began to draw a four-legged creature. Asa knew what it was instantly, but he wasn’t on his team, so he kept his knowledge to himself.
“Trampled by a horse?” Zane yelled. “No, we’ve done that. Uh, trampled by a dog? A cow? A moose? Is… Is that a reindeer? Did she get run over by a reindeer? Beverly got run over by a reindeer!” Zane shouted triumphantly.
Avi nodded, high-fiving Zane, then tossed the marker to Felix, who stuck his tongue out before tapping Zane on the forehead. “Yas! Christmas themed deaths. Very festive. I love this for us,” Felix said. “And for her.”
"Are you drunk, Lois?” Asa teased, lips trailing along the slender column of Zane’s neck as he undressed him.
“You ask me that a lot. I’m not Archer,” Zane grumbled.
Once he was naked, Asa slowly turned him, his hands roaming as he kissed his soft lips. “I’m just checking in.” He dipped his tongue inside, tasting cinnamon whiskey. “I like fucking you when you’re asleep, but fucking you when you’re completely unconscious would be weird. A little too necrophile for me.”
Zane gave an exaggerated moan against Asa’s mouth. “Oh, yes. It gets me so hot when you talk about fucking dead people.”
Asa’s hands reached down to squeeze Zane’s bare ass, his fingers spreading him apart. “I just want to make sure you’re consenting, Lois. I need you.”
“You need me?” Zane asked, his breath hitching when Asa’s fingers delved between his cheeks.
“You always say that like it’s a surprise,” Asa mused. “I don’t think there’s a single night where I haven’t ended up buried inside you. Surely, by now, you have to know I cannot keep my hands off you.”
“It’s just nice to hear,” Zane said.
“You feeling a little needy, Lois?” Asa asked, not in a mean way. “Need a little extra time and attention?”
Zane nodded, arms coming around Asa’s neck.
Asa picked him up and walked him backwards to the bed, dropping him onto the mattress and following him down. “I can do that. You want me to tie you up?”
Zane seemed to contemplate it but then shook his head.
“You want me to go slow?” Asa asked.
Zane’s gaze met his. “I want you to do all the work.”
Asa grinned. “Okay, Lois. I can do that. Just don’t start snoring on me. It throws me off my game.”
Zane stretched all his limbs before collapsing. “Then don’t be boring.”
Asa snagged Zane’s wrists, capturing them over his head with one hand, forcing his knees apart with his own. “That’s better.”
Asa kissed Zane the way he liked, long and slow and deep, only moving on when he grew restless beneath him. He took his time, using the bruises and bite marks on Zane’s skin as a road map, kissing and licking at each one as he moved down his body. When he got to Zane’s cock, he was already flushed and leaking. Asa flicked out his tongue to taste but then moved on, earning a whine from Zane.
“Shush. You said don’t be boring.”
He pushed Zane’s knees up, biting at his inner thighs before burying his face in the heart of him, his tongue spearing against his entrance. He teased and sucked at him, while Zane slowly came undone, his hands fisting in Asa’s hair, trying to put him where he wanted him. Asa resisted, taking his time, nuzzling his balls, licking up his shaft, but never closing his mouth over him.
“Asa, please,” Zane whined, his hips writhing.
“What do you need, Lois?” Asa teased.
Once more, Zane tugged on his hair. “You. Inside me. You know what I want.”
Asa didn’t bother to undress, just shoved his pants and underwear out of the way, snagging the lube off the side table and slicking his cock, not even using his fingers before he eased inside. Zane hissed at the sudden invasion, but Asa knew he liked the burn. He loved being used by him, which only turned Asa on more.
Zane had total trust that Asa knew just what he needed, knew just how much he could take. He pinned Zane’s knees to his chest and rolled his hips, burying himself deep with each hard thrust until Zane was making sounds he was sure were traveling throughout the apartment.
“Shh.” Asa clamped his hand around his throat, squeezing just hard enough to feel Zane go limp, eyes rolling with pleasure. Yeah, Zane loved being manhandled, loved when Asa tookcontrol and just used him hard. Knowing how much Zane loved it, loved being his, made it all the hotter for Asa.
