"You're really going to make me spell it out?" Lachlan groaned.
Apollo just looked expectantly at him. "We aren't having any sex at all tonight unless you do."
"You're so mean." Lachlan tried to push down his embarrassment. "I've used a pretty decent-sized dildo more than once, okay? Like...a lot more."
"What kind?" Apollo asked with a completely straight face. He was hard against Lachlan's stomach, though, which made him feel a little more confident that Apollo wouldn't tease him about it.
"The kind that sticks to a surface, so you can fuck yourself stupid on it. Like the shower wall. But it was the bed head mostly. On my knees," he said, and now he was hard thinking about it.
Apollo's smile turned sly and sexy. "Did you pretend it was me when you used it?"
Lachlan nodded, his dick throbbing. "Every time. Even when I was mad and frustrated with you, especially then if I think about it."
Apollo bit Lachlan's bottom lip. "Did you ever think about having my dick in your mouth when you fucked yourself on it? Or fucking me at the same time? Did you want to know how it feels to be so full like that with me all around you?"
Fuck. Lachlan was going to come if he kept asking those kinds of questions. Sweat trickled down the back of his neck.
"Of course I did. I only ever think about all the ways I want to fuck and be fucked by you," Lachlan admitted and took a shaky breath in. "So yeah, I don't think I could be considered 'inexperienced' if that's your biggest concern."
"Oh, honey, that's not my biggest concern right now." Apollo lightly ground his dick against Lachlan's lower abs. "My concernis not coming just thinking about you fucking that perfect ass with my name on your lips."
"Your name is always on my lips. I've been in love with you for so fucking long, Apollo," Lachlan whispered, his heart in his throat. "I'm yours for as long as you want me..." He gasped when Apollo slid down to grind his dick against his.
"I might just hold you to that, Ironwood," Apollo said, eyes turning brilliant gold as he moved to kiss him. "But for tonight, I'm going to get my special oil, and I'm going to fuck you so deep and so hard that you're never going to regret letting me be the first one inside of you. Sound good?"
"O-Okay," he stammered because his brain was short-circuiting. "What do you mean by special oil? Should I be worried?"
Apollo waggled his eyebrows and slid off him. "I made Killian grab me a lot of things from my lab and that included something I've been concocting for a special occasion, and this definitely counts."
"Still not making me less worried," Lachlan said, laughing softly. Apollo moved across the bed to open the bedside table drawer and pulled out an ornate-looking glass bottle.
It made Lachlan remember the present he was still carrying about for Apollo. Tomorrow. He would give it to him tomorrow. He wasn't going to stop what was happening now for anything.
"I haven't thought of a name for this one yet, but I'm pretty proud of it. Maybe 'Up All Night' because that's what you are going to be."
Apollo looked down on him with an expression of devilish glee that should have set off warning bells and not made Lachlan's dick harder. His dick had other ideas.
"What's in it?" Lachlan had enough brain cells left to still ask. "And what does it do?"
"Do you trust me?" Apollo asked.
Lachlan didn't need to think about it. "Yes. Always. If I didn't, I wouldn't be asking you to fuck me."
"Then let it be a surprise. I haven't used this with anyone else. I wanted to brew it for you. For us. For when I finally got my shit together enough to not be scared enough to see if you wanted me too," Apollo admitted.
Lachlan sat up and caught his mouth with his. He didn't have any of the right words when he needed them, but he was going to explode if he didn't kiss Apollo.
Apollo returned the kiss and pressed Lachlan back down onto the bed. He opened Lachlan's robe, and his soft, elegant hands ran over his chest.
"You just lay there and let me take care of you," Apollo said against his lips. "I might not be able to do that on a battlefield, but I'm going to look after you in bed."
"Maybe it will be enough to satisfy your dragon's instincts," Lachlan suggested, his hands sliding between them to undo Apollo's robe.
"My dragon is never satisfied when it comes to you," Apollo said, his voice dropping to a growl that told Lachlan his dragon was present.
He asked, "He wants to be involved in this? Because I'm down for that. I want all of you, Apollo. That includes the dragon."
"He's involved and not fighting for control. We are very much in agreement on fucking you," Apollo reassured him. He shrugged off his robe and, seeing all his golden skin and rose gold chest hair, made Lachlan bite his lip. "Don't look at me like that, Lachlan. Tonight is my night to play with you."
