“Lucy’s also taken with all three of her suitors,” Peter said.
“But Harker and the count?It’s some kind of kinky fantasy, if you ask me.”
On screen, Harker had just cut himself while shaving, and the count was helping him out.
Peter nodded in agreement and absentmindedly brushed his fingers through Theodore’s hair.“He does share Harker with the women, and he does imprison him.I can see it.”
“And the count’s that mysterious older guy with the creepy castle and an accent.”
“Mysterious older guys are wildly attractive to innocent young humans, don’t you agree?”
Theo snorted.“I’m not innocent.”
Peter brushed a finger over the side of Theo’s face.“You are innocent enough for me to want to corrupt you, Theodore.”
Theo tilted his head up.“So corrupt me.”
Peter hesitated.“You mean that?”
Theo shrugged.“Yeah.I wouldn’t mind fucking.”
Peter placed a hand under Theo’s chin and tilted it up so they were looking at each other.“Then I’ll oblige.”
“Good.”
Theo leaned forward and kissed Peter, then pulled back.Peter moved with vampire speed, letting Theo sag down on the couch before straddling him and leaning in until the tips of their noses were nearly touching.
“Remember, all you’ll ever have to do is tell me stop, and I will.”
Peter waited for Theo to nod before he dipped down for another kiss, teasing Theo’s sweet mouth open.
If soft was a taste, then Theo had it.If warm was a taste, then Theo had that too.The harder Peter worked to bruise those lips, the more he could feel Theo respond in kind.Peter knew he might lose himself in this—lips to lips, breath for breath.
Theo opened up to Peter when he deepened the kiss.Theo’s taste was more intense like this, the softness of him wildly beckoning.Peter was of a mind to crush his beloved into the couch and work him until he was all kinds of pliable, until he yielded to a touch, a word, a heated stare.And Peter knew Theo would enjoy that kind of unfocused focus, that place where one gentleness led to an onslaught of lust, where sweet and spicy pain mingled and birthed bliss.
But Peter also knew that making a lover so sated would take a few hours, and his basement was too cold, too unwelcoming, so Peter resigned himself to fumbling for pleasure on an old couch while watching a movie, just like horny teenagers would.It was its own flavor of debauched fun.
Theodore seemed to be fully on board with that plan, if the way he was gripping Peter’s hair was any indication.Peter broke the kiss, because he needed to see Theo, half-drunk on desire.The sight was a delight—that wild, dark hair against the pale skin, lips standing out a dark pink, pupils ringed by shimmering jade.
With his thumb, Peter traced Theo’s lower lip from the corner inward, and Theo obligingly opened his mouth and sucked on Peter’s thumb while keeping eye contact.It was impossible not to get all kinds of ideas while watching that.
Theo released his thumb.“I want you inside of me, Peter.”
Peter raised an eyebrow.“Inside of you where?”
Theo had a grin worthy of the name Puck.It looked so right on his face.“You choose.I don’t mind swallowing.”
Peter chuckled.“My dearest, you would have me choose between your mouth and a tight place?What choice is that?”
Theo didn’t answer, just gave him another of those wicked faerie grins, so Peter had to choose.The couch was large enough for what he had in mind, so he scooted up.It restricted Theo’s movements, but Peter kept an eye on his face to make sure he was fine with that.
Theo watched with a hungry expression as Peter worked his belt and zipper open.This was something Peter rarely did, something unplanned, uncultured, wild.Theo made Peter want to be wild and unpredictable, and that was addictive in that very way Theo’s blood was not.
Peter set his already aching cock free right in front of Theo’s face.All Theo had to do was open his mouth.And he did.
Theo licked over Peter’s tip, his eyes teasing Peter as much as his mouth.Celeste’s training was evident in every movement.Let it be more than that.By Odin’s mercy, this must be real desire.Pleasure.
Peter braced against the arm and back rests of the couch while Theo managed to sneak his arms under Peter’s ass.That way, Theo was able to control Peter’s thrusts more easily, and he was all too happy to follow.
