Lucky
Standing in Ford’s apartment for the first time, in the early morning sunlight, he was overwhelmed by a sense of destiny.
As Lucky took in the plain décor and minimalism of the room?a sofa in front of the only living room window, across from a TV sitting on top of an old crate, and a kitchen tucked into a far corner?he realised he wasn’t the only one whose life had been enriched by their bond.There were signs in this room that Ford had nothing but his work.
Chase stepped past him, heading for the closed double doors at the end of the living room, carrying his backpack and Lucky’s bag.“I need a shower,” he grumbled, sliding the doors open to walk into the bedroom.“I swear, I’m covered in sand.Who had the bright idea to fall asleep on the beach?”
Ford crossed the room to the small kitchen in the corner and opened the fridge to extract a bottle of water.“I believe that was the flower.”
He snorted and raised an eyebrow at Ford.“I remember someone saying he couldn’t be assed driving and we should stay another hour.I ended up doing the walk of shame through the café in this outfit, while you both look overdressed but acceptable for mixed company.”
Lucky had gone all-out with his outfit to impress his mates.When they’d walked into the nearby café for breakfast, Sykes had loaned Lucky his shirt, although Ford had made him reclaim it when they’d dropped Sykes off at his apartment afterwards.
Striding out from the kitchen, Ford handed him the uncapped bottle of water.Once Lucky drank his fill, Ford screwed the cap on and set the bottle on the table beside the sofa.
“A shower sounds great, don’tcha think?”His lips flitted over Lucky’s in the temptation of a kiss.
Strong hands caught Lucky’s waist before he could respond, then slid over his ass and lifted him so that Lucky could wrap his legs around Ford’s waist.
Ford carried him into the en-suite bathroom before setting his feet down.Lucky was a little disappointed to realise that Chase had only made it into the bedroom, where he was now talking quietly on his phone.
When Ford dipped his head to kiss Lucky’s neck and swipe his tongue along the sigils there, Lucky surrendered to the distraction, realising Ford had no intention of getting clean.Lucky shivered as a warm hand slid over his stomach, and slick slipped free.Ford hummed, leaving slow, pouty kisses along the ring of sigils around his neck while his hands busied themselves pushing Lucky’s trousers off his hips.
The fabric slid down his legs, letting him step out and kick them aside.Ford sucked a lingering kiss over the sigil for ‘love’ that made his eyes roll back.Lucky wasn’t sure if that was a coincidence or if Ford could read the sigils, but the contact made his skin tingle.
When Ford stepped back to lift his shirt over his head, Lucky opened the shower door to start the water running.He shivered at the first contact of cold water on his hand, then gathered his clothes and set them on the seat in the corner of the room.
“You’re covered in goosebumps.”Ford took Lucky’s hand and led him into the shower, testing the water before he stepped inside and shut the door.
Tipping his head to let the water cascade, Ford swept a hand through his hair.Lucky trailed his fingers over Ford’s chest to his abdomen and around his waist.He grabbed the loofah from the shelf in the corner and began the pleasant task of washing off the sand, sweat and alcohol.
The indulgent look in Ford’s eyes said he hadn’t been expecting the royal treatment, but that he enjoyed every minute.Lucky loved that look.Knowing he could take care of a man who dismissed his own comfort and care to protect others was priceless.
Ford washed Lucky’s hair, the heat radiating from his body matching the intensity in his eyes.Every touch made Lucky’s hormones climb higher, until slick coated his thighs.
That must have been too much for Ford.He groaned into Lucky’s neck then spun him against the wall and claimed his mouth with a kiss.
Lucky panted at the dual assault of a mouth nipping at his neck and a hand dropping between his thighs.One finger then two stroked over his folds and made him shudder at the firm touch to sensitive nerves.He’d never been touched like this by another person.The most he’d ever experienced was with his own fingers, and it was nothing like what Ford was doing.
Digging his fingers into Ford’s hair, he whined at the constant attention.Before he could utter a word, Ford sank to his knees and lifted Lucky’s leg over his shoulder.He squeaked and nearly lost his footing, grabbing onto the wall for purchase while pressing the other hand to the glass enclosure.
The first drag of Ford’s tongue to his folds had his toes curling—long, lazy strokes of his tongue, mixed with short and teasing flicks from the tip.He’d never felt anything like it.
When Ford moaned and sucked a single fold into his mouth, his body shook from the intensity.A flick of a tongue behind that fold had Lucky’s hips jerking.“That’s so good.”He hummed as Ford used his tongue in slow but deep repetitive motions.
“You’re so slick,” Ford murmured against his thigh, slipping a fingertip between his folds.He bit his lip when Lucky trembled and tilted his hips into the contact, needing more but afraid to be greedy and ask.Turning his wrist, Ford slipped his middle finger inside until Lucky gasped.He moved his finger in and out…in and out…so hypnotic he could have forgotten the rest of the world existed.
Lucky choked off a sharp sound as a mouth descended on him, flicking the tip of his folds into Ford’s mouth, tempting and teasing him to the point of incoherence.Tightening his hold on Ford’s hair, as more slick ran down his thigh, he could no longer control his senses.His hips rolled of their own accord, seeking more of his tongue, while leaking more slick.“Alpha,” slipped from his lips in a breathless pant.
Ford groaned and stood quickly, claiming his mouth like he needed Lucky’s breath to survive.It was a dizzying combination, with a finger still whiting out his mind with pleasure.
Placing a hand to a well-sculpted abdomen, Lucky recollected his senses.Humming at the delicious drag of Ford’s tongue, he dropped a hand to Ford’s cock, thick and heavy between them.He stroked lightly around the base at first, testing to find out what Ford liked.
Ford broke the kiss to growl what sounded like a warning.
“You okay, my wolf?”
Ford bit his lip, probing deeper until Lucky shuddered and gripped his hair.“I’m a damned sight better than okay.I’m high as fuck and your slick is driving me fucking wild,” he admitted, removing one digit for a breathtaking moment before sinking two inside.
