Draco crossed his arms over his chest and leaned back against the wall. He grinned wickedly. “Four minutes.”
Henry scrambled for the snap on Draco’s jeans, tearing them open while fumbling for the zipper. “Why’d you have to wear the tight ones?”
Draco laughed as Henry struggled to get the tight denim down far enough for him to free Draco’s cock. At least he didn’t have to worry about getting him hard. No, Draco was so turned on right now that Henry might have a chance at making this work after all.
He dropped to his knees and used Draco’s biggest weakness to his advantage. He looked up at Draco through his lashes then bit gently on his lower lip. Draco groaned and reached for his hair, using it to guide Henry’s mouth to his leaking cock. He fed it to him slowly, inch after hard inch, using his grip on Henry’s hair to keep him from moving.
This was the Draco he couldn’t get enough of, the one who was able to block out the world and only focus on him. When they were together, whether it was just the two of them or any combination of their other lovers, Draco’s world narrowed down to them and their pleasure. He seemed to know instinctively what they needed and craved, and then he gave it to them.
Henry wouldn’t have imagined he liked giving away his control so much, not when he’d had so little of it for the first few years of his life. But he trusted Draco. Trusted him completely in a way Henry had never experienced. He loved and trusted his family, but this? This was something different. Something more.
Draco’s cock filled his mouth and hit the back of his throat. Henry swallowed around it, his eyes watering and his breath trapped. He waited, and then Draco pulled out and he breathed in before licking the thick mushroom head. Draco pushed in again, stretching Henry’s throat around him before releasing his hold.
“Show me what you can do, baby.”
Henry wrapped his fist around the base of Draco’s dick then moved his mouth around what he could comfortably fit in his mouth. He’d learned exactly what Draco liked and he sucked hard, moving his hand fast, as he tongued Draco’s slit and chased the drops of precome that had formed. He couldn’t get enough and Draco knew it.
“That’s it,” Draco purred above him. “Such a good boy.”
Henry focused on the head, letting his hand work the thick base, pulling Draco closer to the edge with every swipe of his tongue. He poured everything into it, and when Draco began to tense up, his cock twitching in Henry’s mouth, he looked up and showed Draco his watery blue eyes, and that was it.
Draco grabbed his head and held him still as he pumped into Henry’s mouth with quick shallow thrusts. It didn’t take long before he was spurting his release, coating the back of Henry’s throat with his spend. And not a moment too soon. The phone began to chime, announcing the end of his time. Draco ignored it, petting Henry’s head gently as he came down from the high of his orgasm. Henry stayed on his knees, gently sucking at Draco’s cock as it softened.
“You were a very good boy,” Draco said. He moved his hips and his cock slipped from between Henry’s lips, and then he bent down and lifted Henry up, showing his incredible strength. “You deserve a reward.”
Henry wrapped his arms around Draco’s shoulders and let the dragon take his weight.
“Feel better?” Henry asked. His voice was a bit raspy and Draco’s eyes glowed a bit at the question.
“I do.”
“Then I have my reward. Although once we’re out of here, I wouldn’t say no to some alone time with our guys.”
“You nervous about later?”
They were supposed to reach Eduard’s estate that evening in time for dinner, although Eduard had promised they wouldn’t have to meet anyone until the following day.
“A little.”
“Don’t be,” Draco said. He shifted Henry’s weight until he had his hands braced under Henry’s ass. “They’re a little old fashioned but the worst that’ll happen is that they turn their noses up at us. And honestly, I kinda hope that’s exactly what happens.”
Henry frowned. “Wouldn’t that make Eduard look bad?”
Draco shook his head. “Come on. You know Eduard better than that. What’s the first thing that’ll happen when someone snubs one of us? Imagine if they’re rude to you or Sawyer.”
“He’ll do that freeze thing he does.”
Draco nodded.
Henry’d only seen it once, when they’d met with the first architect for the house, before they’d met Sawyer and Draco. Henry had been pretty excited about the meeting, and he’d been throwing ideas out left and right. Eduard hadn’t minded at all, simply made notes to add to their list, but the architect had turned up his nose and asked Eduard to ‘get him under control.’
Needless to say, Eduard had frozen and his eyes had sharpened. Henry now knew that he’d partially shifted, his eyes turning to his eagle form. He’d caught the man in his gaze and his voice had been so cold it had sent a tremble down Henry’s spine. “You’re fired,” Eduard had said. “You have one minute to pack your belongings and get off this property. I will make sure my father is aware of your lack of propriety.”
The man had immediately realized the error of his ways. “I’m so sorry, Mr. Eastaughffe. I didn’t mean to offend—”
“Andvari, get him out of my sight.”
Henry had sat there in amazement as Andvari grabbed the man’s laptop, shoved it and his plans into his briefcase then shuttled him out the door. “Eduard, you didn’t have to—”
