Lachlan knew he probably should quit while he was ahead, but he didn't know if he would ever get a chance to have Apollo in a situation that he couldn't avoid him.
"I'm not just trying to get into your pants either. I mean, you're gorgeous, and I would be honored, but that's not all I want from you."
Apollo leaned back a little so he could look into his eyes. "Is that right? I'm not an idiot, Lachlan. I know that you don't do relationships. I know that you're worse than me with one-night stands. So what exactly is it that youthinkthat you want with me apart from some mutual orgasms?"
"Right now, I want you to give me a chance to prove how good we could be together," Lachlan said. He held Apollo closer, worried that he would run. "I've never wanted anything more than a one-night stand with anyone until I met you. I've tried to ignore it, thinking that I would feel different with time, but it's only getting worse. I was serious at the hospital when I said that I'm not going to give up until you give me a chance or tell me to fuck off."
Apollo made a frustrated sound at the back of his throat. "Jesus, Lachlan, you can't know all that when we haven't even kissed yet."
Lachlan slid his hand from Apollo's waist and up to the back of his neck. He gave him plenty of space to back away as he lowered his head.
"The fuck I can't," he whispered against Apollo's lips before pressing them lightly against his. Apollo leaned into the kiss, but when Lachlan tried to deepen it, Apollo made the sweetest little moan and pulled away.
"I can't do this. Not here," he said before hurrying off.
Lachlan couldn't risk losing sight of him, so he followed, knowing Apollo really wanted to be left alone. He could be pissedat him, but Lachlan wouldn't leave him alone surrounded by enemies.
Lachlan followed him, weaving through the crowd and not losing sight of Apollo's shining mane of hair. He seemed to not know where he was going. He passed the stairs to the auction viewing areas and ducked under a red velvet cord.
"Where are you going?" Lachlan asked, his eyes looking for cameras. Thankfully, there didn't seem to be any, meaning there was nothing worth guarding on this floor.
Apollo pushed open a door labeled 'Meeting Room 1' and went inside. Lachlan took a deep breath, prepared for Apollo to berate him, and followed.
"You asked what—" Lachlan began, but Apollo grabbed him and pinned him against the wall. Apollo's lips crashed down on his, the softness of his mouth clashing with the aggressive way he kissed.
Lachlan groaned and pulled Apollo up against him, his tongue slipping into his mouth. It didn't matter they were in enemy territory or that it went against all of Lachlan's training to be this distracted.
After years of waiting and wanting, the whole building could burn down around them, and it wouldn't matter because Apollo Greatdrakes was kissing him.
"I didn't want to share this with everyone. Just us," Apollo said breathlessly before kissing him again.
Lachlan's hands slid under his jacket, the soft lace of Apollo's shirt unable to hide the heat rising off his skin. Apollo's eyes flashed golden, and Lachlan pulled back.
"Is this you or your dragon? Because I don't?—"
"It's both of us. We are in total agreement on what we want for once," Apollo assured him.
"And what's that?"
Apollo moved to kiss his ear, "We want you to beg."
His teeth closed on his ear lobe and bit hard. Lachlan gasped, his dick aching. His heart almost gave out as Apollo dropped to his knees. He grabbed Lachlan by the hips and ran his face over his already leaking dick.
"Oh, fuck. Are you sure you want to do this here? We are meant to be on a job," Lachlan stammered.
"Val will be occupied for at least another half an hour." Apollo gave him a wicked smile. "Sobeg."
Lachlan had never begged for anything in his life, but this was Apollo. He was learning that he would give him anything he wanted just to keep his attention on him. He could only stare in wonder as Apollo undid his belt and zipper and pulled his dick free.
"Fuck, Lachie, I have been thinking about this all day," Apollo said and stared up at him, eyes burning hot. Waiting.
Lachlan's voice was barely a whisper, "Please, Apollo, suck my dick?"
"Not really begging, but good enough," Apollo replied and closed his hot, wet mouth over him and sucked.
"Fucking hell," Lachlan breathed out. His whole body was frozen against the door, unable to move or look away from the glorious sight before him.
"Put your hands in my hair," Apollo demanded, sensing his hesitation.
