“You do.”
Easton held Darian tighter, their bodies finally softening into the same rhythm, the same breath, the same steady hum of quiet joy.
Chapter Fifteen
Steam curled off Darian’s damp skin as he stepped out of the shower, cheeks flushed and his multi-colored hair dripping. Easton caught the flush spreading across his chest, the clean scent of soap clinging to his shoulders. Darian reached for the towel, but Easton took it instead, slowly dragging it down Darian’s back, then patting him dry like the treasured thing he was.
“Up on the bench,” Easton said, nodding toward the padded edge of the vanity.
Darian complied, swinging his legs up and giving a little bounce on the spot. Still loose-limbed from the earlier release, but alert.
Easton retrieved the thicker plug. It was gleaming and bulbous, and a clear step up in size. Darian’s eyes widened slightly.
“Do you need to use your safeword?” Easton unscrewed the cap of the lube as he waited for an answer.
Darian shook his head. He looked adorable with his lip caught between his teeth.
Still, Easton raised an eyebrow.
“No, Daddy.”
“Good boy.” Easton helped him ease back onto the padded area. “Hold your ankles. That’s a good boy.”
Easton kept a firm grip on Darian’s inner thigh as he pulled the smaller plug free. The movement coaxed a satisfying gasp as the widest part stretched that snug ring one last time before sliding free with a soft pop. Easton’s cock hardened, but he ignored his own body and focused on his charge. Darian tensed beneath him, hips twitching, the muscles fluttering around the sudden emptiness.
After coating his fingertips liberally, he used his other hand to spread Darian’s cheeks wider, exposing his tight back-hole. After teasing the rim and adding more lube, he let the first knuckle of his middle finger slip in, slowly working it in and out, patiently waiting for Darian’s body to yield again. The tension in the tight muscle told him exactly how much prep was still needed.
“You’re doing good, baby.” Easton added a second finger, stretching him wider. “Need you nice and open for what’s next.”
Darian whimpered, but the sound was high and needy, and he didn’t pull away. His body tightened and softened in cycles, trying to adjust. Easton used the slick lube liberally, easing his fingers in deeper with a slow scissoring motion until he felt the last bit of resistance melt.
He wiped his hand on some disposable baby wipes, grabbed the larger plug, and positioned it at Darian’s entrance.
“Breathe. Let me in.”
A breath shuddered from Darian’s lungs just as Easton began to press. The blunt head sank in with resistance, opening him up inch by inch until the widest point stretched him wide. The sight was so erotic that Easton kept the plug still for a beat longer. “Fuck that’s hot,” Easton praised, watching the way Darian’s body accepted the toy, inch by slow inch. “You’re taking it so well.”
“Uh-huh.” Between Darian’s legs, his cock strained and leaked precum.
Easton used the index finger of his free hand to run a trail over Darian’s length, making his cock twitch. His mouth watered for another taste, but when Darian’s belly rumbled, Easton relented and let the plug slide home.
Only when the base seated flush against his skin did Easton release his hold and step back to admire the view. “Beautiful,” he murmured, half to himself.
Darian let out a breathy laugh and pushed himself up on his elbows.
“Are you ready to give Danny room, my love?”
Darian’s voice pitched high with disbelief. “With this thing up my butt? You’ll have me horny and thinking about you all the time.”
Easton’s mouth curved at the corners. “Well, that’s kind of the point. Isn’t it?”
A beat. “Yes, Daddy.”
Easton smiled. “Do you want to stay Darian for a while?”
Darian’s expression turned inward for a moment, gaze going soft with thought. Then he shook his head. “Nu-uh.”
Easton grinned. “All right, little man. Let me dress you, so you can go play with your friends.”
