He made a pleased noise and enthusiastically resumed sucking me off. My hips bucked and I had to fight them to stay still. Heavens, Jinx was good at this. It was hard to believe that he had only given his first ever blow job a few weeks ago. Whether it was incubus instincts or natural talent, it made me a very happy man.
A loud knock on my front door made me jump a mile. My hips thrust up, shoving my dick deep down Jinx’s throat, where it was really tight. He calmly swallowed around me and all that soft, hot, wet flesh clenching around my cock head, tore an orgasm from me. I grunted, seeing stars as I came.
The knocking continued insistently. I jumped out of bed, all woozy and hazy in my post-orgasmic bliss. The doorbell started ringing too, adding to the cacophony. It could only be Ezme.
“Hide!” I hissed at Jinx as I grabbed the sheet to cover myself with.
I ran towards the door before she let herself in with her key. I flung it open just as she was putting it in the lock.
“Finally!” she snapped, looking over my naked disheveled form but thankfully not making any comment.
“I have a work emergency,” she said as she ushered Daisy in.
“Everything you need should be in her backpack,” called Esme as she walked away down my drive.
I looked down at Daisy who was indeed wearing a pink sparkly backpack. She grinned up at me. I smiled back. Her mother was a pain in the ass but that wasn’t Daisy’s fault.
I closed the front door. Daisy strode to the living room, settled on the rug and proceeded to wriggle out of her backpack before gleefully emptying it everywhere. I spied the glittery coloring pens I adored.
“I’ll be right back,” I told her.
The bedroom was empty.
“Jinx?”
He peeked out from under the bed. A concerned look on his beautiful face. I smiled warmly.
“It’s fine, you can come out now.”
He slid out gracefully and flowed to his feet. He pointed towards the living room and gave me a questioning look.
“That’s my niece, Daisy.” I answered.
His eyes widened, then he gestured with his hand by his mid-thigh, about the height a small child would be.
“Yes, she is a child.”
Jinx grinned, his eyes shining with delight.
“You like kids?” I asked, surprised.
He nodded so vigorously that it made me laugh. How utterly adorable could one person be? I looked at him and sighed. I should send him away. If Ezme ever found out that I allowed a demon to play with her daughter, she’d skin me alive. But he was standing there with an imploring puppy look on his face and I couldn’t resist.
“Get dressed, then you can come meet her.”
He squealed in excitement and ran over to my closet to steal some more of my clothes. I chuckled and joined him so I could get dressed too.
I glanced over his naked body. There were no traces of any scars. Yeay for demon healing. I felt stupidly proud that I had contributed to his healing by feeding him, and very relieved that he was better. Everything was right again. As it should be.
He rummaged right in the back of my closet and somehow found a black leotard from my very brief, extremely embarrassing phase of wanting to be a dancer. Heavens knew why I hadn’t burned the thing.
He shimmied into it and the sight of his slender form, covered in the skin-tight faintly shimmering material was mouth watering. I’d always had a thing for dancers, it was probably what had inspired my attempt to become one. Unlike me, Jinx had the grace of one. He certainly looked the part.
Feeling a little guilty for not telling him that it wasn’t a usual way to dress, I smiled innocently at him and threw some conventional shorts and a tee shirt on myself. Telling myself that I wasn’t going to ogle him the entire time I was babysitting, I led him down the hallway to meet Daisy.
***
The morning was delightful. The three of us colored and stickered. We shared a plate of toast, washed down with orange juice.
